Sunday morning we woke up together, as if on cue. Jeannie and I had been up until midnight reliving the night before, and planning tonight with Ted and Al.
I smiled and let my eyes dance over Jeannie’s naked form. I guess our “sleepovers” would never be the same again. After feeling Jeannie’s nakedness and tasting her pussy at The Lake on Friday, I looked at her now with a whole new appreciation.
Not only was she still my best friend, but now she was a lover! And what a lover!
She grinned back as if she could read my thoughts, then bounced out of bed.
“C’mon girl we’ve got quite a day ahead of us! Let’s eat!”
I threw her a loose fitting nightshirt and put one on myself. The soft cotton felt marvelous against my naked tits.
When we went down stairs for breakfast, my uncle Jack was already up and was cleaning the pool. His shirt was off and he had on pair of short denim cutoffs were so old and thin that even the pockets were frayed.
His muscular torso was glistening with a combination of tanning oil and sweat. I had to admit he looked pretty sexy as the muscles in his arms and legs bulged with each pass of the pool skimmer.
I waved to him as he looked up and he waved back. Jeannie leaned out of the patio door and waved.
“Hi Jeannie!” he yelled. “You guys sleep okay?”
“Slept like a log,” Jeannie replied. She stretched her arms over her head as she spoke, and thrust her chest towards my dad.
“You’re looking pretty cute in those shorts, Mr. Thompson,” she teased. “Careful you don’t get wet!”
Her eyes were directed at the outline of my uncle’s cock, which was clearly visible through the thin cotton.
Jack’s eyes were obviously focused on Jeannie’s tits. I didn’t blame him. They were showstoppers all right.
He chuckled at her comment, and went back to his pool skimming. I pulled Jeannie back into the kitchen.
“Geez,” I said. “Why don’t you guys just jump on each other!”
I don’t know why, but I was feeling jealous. The confusing part was that I didn’t know who I was jealous more of Jeannie, or Jack!
“Sorry, Trace,” Jeannie soothed. “Jack and I were just fooling around. You know how we get. Hey, he’s cute!”
Jeannie loved to tease my uncle. She would often let her skirt hike a little higher than usual when sitting on our couch if Jack was in the room.
And more than once I noticed her surreptitiously undo a couple of buttons on her blouse if she knew he was around. I’d even seen her crossing and uncrossing her legs repeatedly if he was sitting across from her.
She knew he loved to look at her and it was obvious she loved to be watched. I have to admit that I kind of enjoyed it too!
I kidded her about it, but she said she thought my uncle was cute and she loved to see him get “excited”. A few times I’d seen Jack leave the room with a large bulge in his pants.
I figured it must be tough for him. It had been two years since his divorce from his wife, and he hadn’t remarried yet. In fact he swore he’d never get married again. “A waste of time and energy,” he told me once.
At forty, he was in excellent shape physically and was unusually handsome. Not just in my eyes, but in my friends eyes too.
Jeannie said that he reminded her of the guy in the Chanel perfume ads.
And I had to admit that when I could put it out of my mind that he was my uncle, I’d get pretty turned on when I’d see his bulge growing under Jeannie’s teasing stares.
I guess it was the “older man” thing. I told myself that I wasn’t into my uncle sexually, but I could relate to Jeannie teasing him. I’d do the same thing with a few of his friends when they’d stop over.
It turned me on immensely, but I had to be careful that my uncle didn’t see. Once he caught a buddy of his staring at my tits (which I’d been kinda showing off) and he kicked the guy out of the house!
Jack had his fair share of girlfriends but it still must have been frustrating to be teased and turned on by my sexy blond, and obviously horny, best friend. Mostly though, I just sat back and enjoyed their bantering.
Jack was a big boy and knew how to handle himself. He didn’t let Jeannie’s flattery go to his head, and obviously liked being teased as much as she like teasing him.
As we got breakfast together, I kept looking at Jeannie and saw a new fire in her eyes when she watched my uncle using the skimmer on the pool surface.
Each time he’d lean back to dump the leaves out of the skimmer net, I could see his cock outlined in his thin shorts. And I know that Jeannie was noticing too! She was leaning against the counter top with her arms folded across her chest and was intently watching Jack do his chores.
“You want to give me a hand here, jailbait?” I asked with an edge in my voice.
“What do you mean ‘jailbait’, girl?” Jeannie replied, whirling around to face me. The look on her face was as if I had read her lustful mind. I think I had! She had a lusty smile on her face.
“We’re eighteen, you know,” she continued. “There’s a whole new world opening up for us, Trace!”
“Well, just don’t open it up here, okay?” I said with a smile. I handed her a tray, on which were cereal bowls, sugar and a pitcher of milk.
“How about bringing these out to the patio table.” I said with a grin. “Think you can handle that?”
Jeannie continued to watch Jack as she reached for the tray.
“I know what I’d like to handle,” she said as she turned her attention to me. She smiled broadly and took the tray.
As she turned towards the patio and the pool, I leaned closer to her and whispered, “At least wait until I’m away at college!”
Jeannie laughed heartily and went out to the patio table. I went back to the cupboard for the cereal and to see if the toast was ready. I smiled to myself, thinking of Jeannie’s attraction to my uncle. It was kind of cool knowing your friends admired the way your guardians looked. I decided that I didn’t mind too much.
After all, they were both adults. It was really none of my business!
I smiled and turned my attention back to getting breakfast.
When I finally made my way out the patio, about ten minutes later, Jeannie and Jack were nowhere in sight.
“That bitch!” I thought, only half angry. I had to admit, I was more curious than angry. I quietly set my tray laden with boxes of cereal, toast and jars of jellies, and walked softly around the corner to the pool area.
I paused when I saw them standing close together next to the pump house. I moved closer to the wall so they wouldn’t notice me as I spied on them. For a reason I wasn’t sure of, my heart started to race wildly.
Jack was leaning with one hand resting on the small pump house, and the other holding on to the skimmer. There was a curious edge to his voice and his laughter was a little too forced. I could tell he was nervous, and I could see why.
Jeannie was telling him something, and was leaning forward in a conspiratorial manner, as if she was sharing a dark secret. I saw that she had unbuttoned the top three or four buttons of her nightshirt, and was standing as if she were a mirror image of Jack, with one hand on the pump house, and the other on her hip.
I saw Jack’s eyes fighting to look into Jeannie’s face, but it was a loosing battle. Each time she’d lean forward, his eyes would dip down and drink in the sight of her firm young breasts peeking out from her nightshirt.
I don’t think my uncle realized that Jeannie was naked under her thin night shirt, but he certainly could see that her breasts were.
From where I was standing, a little to the side and behind them, I could see Jeannie’s naked ass and her blond bush peeking out from the bottom of her shirt. The shirt had ridden up as she stretched her arm out to lean on the pump house, and she had helped the process by pulling it up a bit as she placed her hand on her hip… Jack was too close to enjoy that view, but was plainly enjoying the sight of Jeannie’s breasts.
Jeannie had decided to take her teasing one step further. She was having the time of her life and was very aware of the effect she was having on my uncle.
His cock was rock hard and was outlined against his tanned leg through his denim shorts. For the first time, I began to wonder what his cock looked like and tasted like.
It seemed to be about eight inches long and perfectly proportioned in width. I felt my mouth begin to water as I imagined it in my mouth.
As they continued their conversation and their motions, I saw the head of Jack’s cock peek out from the bottom of his shorts.
Jeannie couldn’t see it, but I knew she would have loved the effect she was having on Jack. She said something witty, she put her hand on his shoulder and leaned close, giving him an unobstructed view down her shirt.
The interaction between the two of them was beginning to turn me on immensely. My breathing was increasing and I came close to groaning out loud when Jeannie slid her hand from Jack’s shoulder and grasped the pole of the skimmer. She wrapped her fingers around the pole and began a slow, suggestive stroke that made Jack look.
She said something more and they both broke into peals of laughter.
I slowly backed away, not wishing that my spying be exposed at this point, and made my way back to the patio table. I sighed heavily as I dropped into one of the large cushioned chairs. I felt exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.
I thought that I should be mad that my best friend was teasing my uncle and turning him on that way, but the fact of the matter was that I was incredibly turned on!
I reached into my lap and cupped one hand around my pussy mound as I pictured in my mind Jack’s hard cock sliding out from the end of his shorts. I couldn’t help but remember the taste of Ted’s cock and that made me groan louder.
Not wanting to get caught masturbating on the patio, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and, picking up my tray, moved quickly to the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, I turned and noisily made my way back to the patio. I made sure to make a clamor as I moved and called for Jeannie when I reached the table.
As if on cue, she walked around the corner and sat down at the table across from me. Her face was flushed, but her manner was as if she’d just been birdwatching. Pretty cool and collected, I thought. I was curious to see how my uncle would react.
I called to him that breakfast was ready, and saw Jeannie smile as he yelled to go ahead and start without him. I smiled too, knowing it would take a few minutes for his cock to go down.
“Hey, this toast is ice cold!” Jeannie complained as she tried to put butter on it.
“Sorry,” I answered. “I got waylaid on the way out here.”
Jeannie grinned at that. She looked into my eyes and immediately knew that I’d seen her. It was impossible for us to hide anything from each other. We’d been friends too long for that.
“What can I say?” she said with a broad smile. “He’s a cutie!”
I didn’t get a chance to reply because my uncle chose that moment to walk around the corner. His smile was natural and his manner was calm, but I could still see the outline of his half-hard cock under his shorts as he moved. He sat next to me, across from Jeannie, and smiled.
“Well, good morning ladies!” he said, trying to sound calm. “I can’t wait to eat!” He looked directly at Jeannie and grinned.
“Good morning, Mr. Thompson,” Jeannie trilled musically. “How do you feel today?”
“Oh, gag me!” I thought. What a fucking act! My uncle had no idea, but Jeannie was continuing the teasing. Knowing that I’d seen them together! She was too much!
Jeannie looked over at me and, when my uncle wasn’t looking, reached up and undid another button on her shirt. She winked at me and turned her attention to Jack, who had just found out that the toast was, indeed, as cold as the proverbial ice.
He didn’t say a word, as he chewed his toast slowly and looked into Jeannie’s hot eyes.
“Well, what are you kids planning today?” he asked. “Going to take a swim?”
“I don’t know how we can refuse with the pool looking so clean!” Jeannie answered with a smile. “I can’t wait to dive in!”
Jeannie slouched down in her chair and stared at my uncle. I figured that she was playing “footsie” with him under the table and had my thought confirmed when she slouched further and I heard him choke on his food.
The three of us held a seemingly ordinary conversation, but I knew that under the table, things were heating up. Neither Jeannie nor my uncle touched their food except for occasionally playing with it as they talked, and when I’d finished eating, I figured it was time for me to leave.
Besides, I had a plan.
“Excuse me, guys,” I said, getting up from my seat. “I just remembered I told Ted I’d call him about tonight. I’ll be back in ten.” I looked at Jeannie and winked, letting her know that I was okay.
I hurried away, trying not to run and I breathed a sigh of relief as I got to the kitchen hallway and out of their line of sight.
My heart was pounding as I quietly opened the basement door and slipped down the steps. My plan was getting clearer as I went down the stairs.
I didn’t flip the lights on, but instead walked slowly towards the casement window on the pool side of the house. Peeking through the closed curtain, I smiled, knowing that my plan was a good one.
Unbeknownst to Jeannie and my uncle, the table they were sitting at was directly outside the window which I now stood at. By pulling the curtain apart slightly, I had a full view of the “undertable” activities.
And what a wonderful view it was!
Jeannie’s foot was resting on Jack’s knee and was moving back and forth like a metronome. Obviously she felt comfortable in the fact that I wouldn’t be returning for quite a while. As I watched, her foot moved to the inside of Jack’s leg and she started to gently rub his thigh with her toes.
Jack’s cock was clearly visible. A full two thirds of his pole was sticking out from the leg of his shorts and it was enormous! The head was at least as big as Ted’s and was shiny from the pre-come leaking from it’s head. I licked my lips at the sight of the thick eight inch length.
Being able to just enjoy the sight of that hard cock, kind of without a person attached, helped my deal with the mixed feelings I was having about my uncle. I was incredibly turned on!
I looked to my left as Jeannie slouched further into her seat and saw her nightshirt ride up and over her hips. As I watched, I saw her hand reach down and undo the last button of her shirt. I knew that her tits were now completely exposed to my uncle’s eyes.
Probably my uncle had no idea, but Jeannie was sitting across from him with her pussy completely exposed too! I groaned at the sight and watched as my best friend slid her foot higher up my uncle’s leg!
“This is too hot!” I whispered to myself. I hurriedly reached behind me and pulled a high stool from the bar over to the window.
I unbuttoned my nightshirt and sat almost naked in the stool, anxiously awaiting the sight of Jeannie’s foot reaching Jack’s dripping cock. I was so turned on I was close to coming right there without even touching myself!
I propped my feet against the window ledge, and brought my hands up to cup my heaving breasts. I closed my eyes as a feeling of pure sex washed over me. I squeezed my thighs together and opened my eyes again, afraid to miss even one juicy moment.
Jeannie’s hand was on her own thigh, rubbing lightly, and her leg was completely extended. But even slouched down in her chair as far as she was, the table was just too wide for her to reach my uncle’s straining cock. I knew that she was frustrated. She continued to rub Jack’s thigh with her foot, and started to slide her hand up her thigh, getting closer and closer to her exposed pussy.
I followed her motions with my hand and cupped my pussy as Jeannie’s hands reached her own wetness.
Then my uncle surprised both of us! I noticed his legs tense up and then his butt scooted down as he slouched down in his chair. The motion brought his cock to within an inch of Jeannie’s probing foot!
I don’t think that she realized how close she was to her goal, and my uncle decided to take the initiative. I saw his hand reach under the table, but instead of reaching for her foot, he first went to the top of his shorts.
I gasped as I saw him unbutton the top button and slide his zipper down to his crotch! The end of his cock was still trapped in the leg of his shorts but the top of his pole was now naked and as exposed as Jeannie’s cunt!
I would have given anything to have been able to hear their conversation above the tabletop!
Jeannie finally stretched and made a glancing contact with the head of Jack’s cock. I saw her leg tense up and then relax as the contact surprised her. Then, getting her bearings, she started a slow rhythmic stroke on the head of Jack’s cock. Her legs spread when she reached her goal and I saw a finger slide into her slick pussy.
I knew then that conversation had most likely stopped by this time.
Jack’s hand moved down and I groaned again as I saw him pull his cock out from it’s prison and let it sway freely against Jeannie’s foot. After stroking himself a few times, my uncle used his hand to press his cock fully against Jeannie’s foot, and start to fuck it up and down.
Jeannie was getting hotter and I saw her slide two more fingers into her pussy. Her hips pumped as she fucked herself with her hand.
Suddenly I saw Jack’s foot enter my line of vision. While I’d been watching Jeannie fingerfuck herself, he’d slipped his shoes of and was returning her favor by sliding his foot up her leg!
I saw him jump when his foot came into contact with Jeannie’s hand, and jump again even more when Jeannie, without missing a beat, grasped Jack’s foot in her hand and drew it towards her wet cunt.
I choked on my breath as I watched my uncle gently rub Jeannie’s clit with his toes. He turned his foot a little sideways and I moaned as he slid his big toe into her wetness.
I saw her pussy hungrily suck his big toe inside, and her legs spread wide as Jack fucked her with his foot.
When Jeannie moved her left foot up to join her right at Jack’s crotch, the picture was complete. Bending her leg over Jack’s she trapped his dripping cock between her two feet and began to pump her feet slowly, his cock sliding between her insteps.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! My own pussy was dripping wetly now and I was furiously thrusting three fingers in and out, rubbing my clitoris with my other hand.
I’d never in my life been this wet or this loose. I felt as if I could plunge my whole hand up into my cunt and fist-fuck myself!
The only thing that stopped me from actually trying such a crazy idea was that I’d have to stop watching the show upstairs!
And it was getting too hot for that now!
Jack was fucking his cock into Jeannie’s feet and trying to simultaneously fuck his toes into her pussy! By now, she had both hands wrapped around his thrusting foot, and was grinding her cunt against his thrusts.
I felt as if I was watching a silent movie for there was no sound at all except for the occasional muffled groan. I knew they were trying to keep the noise down so as not to alert me. If they only knew!
Jack’s hands moved down to grip his chair cushion. This allowed him to lift further off the seat and I knew he was close to coming.
He was fucking his cock into Jeannie’s clutching feet, faster and faster, higher and higher, until he thrust upwards and I heard another muffled exclamation.
He grasped Jeannie’s feet and pushed them together forcefully. The movement, and the position of Jeannie’s leg over his own aimed the head of his cock directly at the window I was looking out of!
My hand was a blur as my fingers fucked in and out of my cunt.
I felt my orgasm rising up inside of me as I focused my attention on the end of my uncle’s pistoning cock. His juices were pouring out of his tiny slit and covering Jeannie’s feet with shimmering pre-come.
And, as I felt my climax overtake my senses, my uncle’s cock erupted and sent a huge load of semen straight at me! If we hadn’t had the window separating us, his first blast would have been a direct hit on my face! As it was, he hit the screen. His semen dripped down and blocked my view.
I hurriedly moved closer to the window not wanting to miss a single beautiful blast from that cock. I wasn’t disappointed as his prick continued to spew it’s treasure all over Jeannie’s feet.
Jack was making no pretense of hiding their activities now, and with both hands on his chair cushion, he was fucking hard into Jeannie’s feet, covering them with wet semen.
Jeannie, meanwhile had slumped down into her chair so far that I could see her face from my hiding place. Her shirt was open and at her sides and her breasts were heaving, covered in a thin layer of sweat.
Her eyes were shut, and she had both of her hands in her lap. One holding Jack’s foot tight in her pussy, and the other rubbing her clitoris savagely. Her head was moving left and right and I knew she was coming on my uncle’s foot.
My own juices were flowing over my stabbing fingers as a huge orgasmic wave washed over me. I closed my eyes as I peaked and slumped into my chair. My whole body was tingling and I felt I was going to pass out. I think I’d stopped breathing ten minutes ago!
As if in a dream, I brought my hand up to my face a licked my juices from my fingers. The taste and the smell made me think of Jeannie and I opened my eyes to see what was happening “poolside”.
Jack’s cock, although shrinking was still a formidable sight as he continued to slowly fuck it in and out of Jeannie’s feet. He’d dropped his foot from her bush, and Jeannie had replaced it with her fingers, slowly sliding two of them in and out.
Her eyes were closed and she wore a dreamy, satisfied smile on her lips.
She began to stir, and as she roused herself, her eyes opened and focused directly on me!
She jumped, and I heard her startled scream even through the closed window! I was too surprised to move and could do nothing but stand there, my come slick fingers in my mouth, and my face pressed against the glass!
Jeannie started to laugh and I saw her draw herself up in her chair, obviously trying to explain what had just happened to my uncle.
They both laughed then, and I knew that she had covered for me. Jack would die if he knew I’d watched Jeannie jerk him off with her feet!
As it was, her scream had broken the trance-like mood they’d been in, and they both were nervously trying to straighten up.
My uncle was trying in vain to stuff his cock back into his shorts, but I think the thought of what had just happened was feeding into his brain. What he was attempting to stuff into his shorts was a full blown, delicious looking hard-on! My mouth watered with the thought that he was ready for more as quickly as that. He’d just come only five minutes ago! Hey! My uncle was a stud!
The thought entered my mind that I’d absolutely love to help him “put it away”. Then I immediately got flushed when I remembered it was my uncle I was thinking about. Geez, I was losing it here!
Jeannie was having an easier time of it, buttoning her shirt and adjusting her posture.
I grinned as I closed the curtain.
I knew that Jeannie would head straight for my room and the shower after her tryst with my uncle. I hurried to beat her there, and quickly jumped into the shower myself.
Over the noise of the rushing water, I heard her enter my room and call for me. She must have heard the water running and came into the bathroom. I leaned against the back wall and faced the glass door as Jeannie slid it open a crack. Her smiling face peered in through the steam.
“So, did you get a good view?” she asked with a grin.
“The best,” I replied. I brought my hands up to my breasts and squeezed them together. “You guys were too hot!” I moaned.
“Mind if I join you?” Jeannie asked, her eyes on my roving hands. “My legs are covered with come if you can believe that.”
She laughed as she dropped her nightshirt, and I moved back under the spray, giving her room to get into the shower.
“I hope you’re not upset,” she whispered. “It just kind of happened, you know?” Jeannie looked at me with genuine concern in her eyes.
I smiled and stepped closer. Putting my arms around her, we swayed back and forth under the spray together as I told her exactly how I felt about the whole thing. I explained that she had awakened some feeling inside me that I didn’t even know I had, mainly for my uncle. I finished my story with a graphic description of the wonderful come I’d had!
The process of my story telling obviously turned Jeannie on as she began to move her body in the opposite direction of mine, rubbing her soap lubricated tits against mine.
The whole thing was incredibly sexy and I felt the familiar tingling begin again in my pussy. I moved my thigh slightly between Jeannie’s legs until my hip impacted with her blond bush.
She moaned and shifted her weight, returning my advance by rubbing her pussy against my leg.
I looked into my friend’s beautiful blue eyes and smiled.
“We’d better cool it,” I said reluctantly. “Wouldn’t do to have my uncle walk in on us would it?” I continued to move against her pussy with my leg.
“I think if he did walk in, we might all enjoy it,” Jeannie moaned. She pressed her tits hard into mine as she hugged me.
“But I understand what you’re saying too,” she agreed. “We can continue our discussion later, maybe.”
I kissed her lips lightly as I pulled away, and let the tip of my tongue linger a bit on her lips.
I rinsed off, and opened the sliding door as Jeannie moved under the spray.
“See you by the pool, beautiful.” I said huskily. Jeannie smiled and stuck her head under the hot spray. I took one long look at the water cascading over her tits, and slid the door closed.
Her comment about us having fun with my uncle had my mind going a mile a minute!
I put on my skimpiest bikini, a G-string affair that showed my entire ass, with a top that hardly covered my 32 inch breasts, and sauntered slowly towards the pool. I’d left a little red number, similar to the suit I had on, on the bed, hoping that Jeannie would choose it over her own.
The top was big for me, but I knew that it would be snug on her and would show her tits off wonderfully. I also knew that red was my uncle’s favorite color on a woman.
Maybe that’s why I bought it, I thought with a smile.
I paused at the phone long enough to call Ted and tell him to come over and catch some rays with us. I was in the teasing mood myself, and wanted some preliminaries to take place before our date tonight. I also suggested he call Al, since Jeannie was here.
I hung up from Ted and moved out to the pool area. I lay back into one of the large chaise loungers and reveled in the warmth of the noon sun.
As I drifted off into a sun induced trance, I though about last night and how Ted’s cock felt as it glided smoothly through my fisted fingers. In my “dream” I imagined him on his knees, between my widespread thighs, whispering to me that he wanted to fuck me now.
My fantasy lover moved slowly towards me, leaning to kiss me, and I felt his cock head rubbing against my wet and willing pussy lips.
I whispered “Yes,” and I groaned deeply as I felt his cock slide steadily and effortlessly into my cunt, not stopping until I felt his balls against my ass.
I groaned again, and thrust my hips up to meet him, loving the feel of his huge pole fucking in and out. “Fuck me,” I whispered.
I jumped out of my reverie when I heard a deep cough from in front of me. My uncle’s voice cut through my dream like a knife.
“I’m off to play golf, honey,” I heard him say.
My eyes shot open and I saw him standing at the end of my lounge chair. I had no idea how long he’d been there, but I’m certain he’d witnessed some of my movements and heard me groaning.
His eyes seemed to reflect a new awareness as they swept over my half naked tits, and his cock was once again at full staff, straining against the confines of his golf slacks.
“Sorry, Jack.” I said, getting up from my chair to stand in front of him. “I must have dosed off for a minute.” I kept my eyes focused on his hard bulge long enough to make certain he saw me, then slowly moved my eyes up to meet his.
He swallowed nervously, but didn’t move away.
“I’ve got a twelve o’clock tee time. I gotta run,” Jack said softly. His eyes kept flicking back and forth between my eyes and my tits.
I figured “what the hell” and stretched my arms over my head as I looked deeply into his eyes, stretching broadly. I pretended to massage the back of my neck, which caused my tits to stretch the fabric covering them almost to the bursting point! I held that pose as his eyes drank in the sight.
“I guess I’m still a little sleepy,” I said innocently.
“Well, Happy Birthday sweetie,” he said. “I’m sorry I’ve got to run, but I’m sure you’d rather hang out with your friends today anyway.”
“Not necessarily,” I needled softly. “But you have a good game. I’ll see you when you get home. We’ll be going out tonight so you won’t have to worry about dinner. Celebrating the ‘Big Eighteen’, you know.”
I stepped closer and moved like I was fixing his collar and straightening his shirt.
“Okay, then have some fun. I’ll see you around five.” Jack leaned to kiss me goodbye, and I moved closer. I tipped my head back and, the combination of our movements made us bump one another.
I felt his hard cock push against my belly as I reached around his waist and hugged him to me. I kissed him hard and let my lips linger a bit longer than I ever had before. I moved my hips slightly against his hard-on.
My lips parted as I felt the delicate hint of his tongue poking out, and I moaned softly in my throat. Jack made no move to back his cock away from my dancing hips and his hand began a slow motion across my back.
We both gave a start when we heard a noise from inside the house. Jack pulled away quickly as Jeannie came walking out from the kitchen.
She looked magnificent! She’d taken my hint and put on the suit I’d left and she looked stunning with her blond hair cascading over her barely covered tits.
Her nipples were just covered by the skimpy top and her pussy was almost spilling out of the bikini bottom. A few wisps of blond hair poked out from the sides and glistened in the sun.
“Thanks for the suit,” she said to me. “And I hope you don’t mind me borrowing your shoes. I thought they’d compliment the suit.”
To top off her outfit, she’d found my red heels in my closet. The four inch spikes made her as tall as my uncle and pushed her tits out as well.
I heard my uncle sigh as she stood in front of him.
“Have a great time, Mr. Thompson,” Jeannie purred. “Don’t lose any balls,” She glanced at the bulge in Jack’s pants and ambled past him. She made quite a show of walking slowly to a lounge chair and bending over to move it closer to mine.
She’d turned her back to us as she did this, and her ass cheeks were totally exposed. She held the pose longer than she had to and both my uncle and I groaned in appreciation.
Jack muttered something unintelligible and hurriedly left through the garage. Jeannie and I shared a grin, then burst out laughing when we heard the car start.
As we listened to my uncle pull out of the driveway, we heard the blast of his car horn and the answering bleat of Ted’s horn.
The guys were here for a swim.
It was shaping up to be quite a birthday! And we still had our date tonight to look forward to. I was going to make sure that Ted was good and primed by the time this afternoon was over.
I had some serious plans that involved his help! I was eighteen! An adult who could legally drink, gamble and vote! But I had other changes in mind.
Being an “adult” was fine but I was ready to become a woman!
Both of the guys were ready for a hot date when they picked us up at seven o’clock. Jeannie and I had spent the afternoon strutting and prancing around the pool and loving every moment.
When I knew that Ted couldn’t stand it any more I asked him to help me with something in the kitchen. When we were alone, I kissed him deeply and slid to my knees in front of him.
With a minimum of preliminaries, I pulled his suit down to his ankles, and sucked his hard hot cock into my throat. I didn’t need to tease him for I’d been doing that all day. I simply wanted to give him a quick satisfying blow job with no frills.
I hammerheaded his cock until I could feel him leaking profusely into my mouth. I knew he was ready.
I pulled up from his shaft, until just the head was resting on my tongue, then proceeded to jerk him off into my mouth.
In less than ten strokes he shot an enormous amount of semen into my mouth. As it poured from his lance I stared into his eyes and moaned. I was able to swallow most of it, but a small amount leaked from the side of my mouth and over my chin.
The taste, the feel, the smell it was all so perfectly wonderful!
“I’ve missed that,” I whispered to him with a smile.
Ted was a bit surprised by my straightforward approach, but I explained to him that I simply couldn’t wait any longer to feel his cock in my mouth. That seemed to please him immensely, and he showed me a huge grin as I adjusted my suit and wiped his semen from my face.
We walked back to the pool as if nothing had happened, but I knew that both Jeannie and Al knew we’d been up to something.
I gave Jeannie a sly grin and settled back down into my lounger. When I noticed Al looking at me, I put my arms over my head, and placed a foot on either side of the chair while stretching like a cat. His lust lidded eyes told me I was having the effect on him that I desired.
I could smell Ted’s come on my lips and I felt so sexy! I couldn’t wait until tonight!
After the boy’s left, around five o’clock, Jeannie and I went up to my room to relax for a bit, and decide what we were going to wear on our date.
I knew it had to be sexy, but I also knew that tonight was going to be different.
Tonight, I knew, my boyfriend was going to fuck his hot hard cock into my virgin pussy. I’d absolutely loved the feel of Al’s cock in my asshole Friday night but also knew inside me that Ted’s cock in my cunt was going to be ten times better. I began to sweat as I thought about it.
The thought made me feel like a star. And made me feel fantastically horny. I would have to pick something especially sexy for my “show”.
Jeannie was lying back on my bed as I rummaged through my closets and drawers for the perfect outfit. She’d dumped the heels, but still had the red bikini on, and still looked magnificent.
Her eyes were half-lidded and her legs opened and closed in a lazy rhythm as she followed my movements around the room.
“That would look great on you, Trace,” she said as I held a diaphanous almost see-through blouse up to myself in the mirror.
“Yeah sure,” I replied. “Except Jack wouldn’t let me out of the house with this on.”
“That’s true, but not for the reasons you’re thinking!” Jeannie laughed. “I saw the look in his eye this morning. I think he’d love to see you wear that. Just not out of the house!”
“Hmmm,” I mumbled, thinking back on our “good-bye” this morning.
Regaining my self-control though, I turned the conversation back to this evening.
“Anyway, I couldn’t wear this cause I was going to dump my bra tonight. It would be a bit too obvious.”
“But very sexy,” Jeannie breathed. “Al would probably drive into a tree or something. You’re right too obvious! How about your leather dress I love the way you look in this.”
Jeannie got up, and moved to my closet as she spoke, coming back out, holding up a black leather dress with silver buttons all the way up the front.
My father had given it to me about six months ago, when he got back from a business trip to Spain. The leather was amazingly soft and supple and so thin that I felt almost naked when I was wearing it.
The top was loose and full, but the bottom was snug, tightly forming around my ass and hips and ending just about mid-thigh.
I’d never worn the thing because the thinness of the leather allowed my underwear lines to show through.
Tonight, though, that was not going to be a problem. It was perfect!
“You are amazing, girl!” I yelled at Jeannie. “That is exactly the dress I need for tonight!” I hugged her and took the dress, holding it up as I stood in front of the mirror.
“Perfect,” Jeannie agreed, standing close behind me. “Now why don’t you pick out something for me while I jump into the shower. They’ll be here in about half an hour!”
I moved behind Jeannie and helped her untie the top of her suit. Looking over her shoulder, into the mirror, I was rewarded with the sight of her tits spilling out of there too small prison.
I sighed as she brought her hands up to caress them. Not being able to hold myself back, I leaned into her and brought my own hands up to cover hers.
“Why, Tracy Thompson!” Jeannie whispered in mock horror. “What ARE you doing?” Her actions contradicted her words though as she moved her hands out and away, allowing me direct contact with her tits.
We both moaned as I squeezed and massaged them. We were both staring into the mirror. Jeannie’s newly freed hands made there way to the sides of her bikini bottom and deftly pulled both strings outward.
I fondled her firm tits, rolling her hardening nipples between finger and thumb as she spread her legs slightly and let her suit drop to the floor.
We were panting heavily now, basking in a warm sexual glow that was rapidly becoming a flame. My eyes followed her hands in the mirror. She brought them back to her crotch and cupped her pussy mound with her right hand. Jeannie’s legs bent slightly and I saw her slip one finger into her wet opening. Her eyes closed as her finger sank out of sight and then re-appeared, over and over, picking up speed.
“God, Jeannie. If I had a cock I’d fuck you right here and now!” I panted into her ear.
“Honey, if you had a cock, I’d let you!” she replied with a giggle.
I jumped when I felt her other hand reach behind her and cup my pussy through my suit. Then I relaxed and moved into her touch, allowing her hand to feel my own wetness, even through the cotton.
Jeannie’s eyes opened and looked into mine as I released one of her tits and brought my hand down to undo my suit bottom. I pulled the bikini out of the way and then covered her hand with mine, as I’d done earlier.
My knees were starting to weaken and shake as I urged her finger into my cunt. My eyes were fixed on her other hand which was now fucking a finger swiftly in and out of her pussy.
As her finger slid all the way into my channel, I followed it with one of my own, so I had two fingers fucking me! I could feel my orgasm begin to wash over me.
Our legs gave out, and we sank in slow motion to the carpet, neither of us missing a beat as we masturbated ourselves into sexual heaven in front of the mirror.
I dropped my hand from her breast, and joined her pumping digit at her crotch, fucking mine alongside hers so we were finger fucking ourselves and each other at the same time! The feeling was indescribable!
I could feel her coming on my finger as I released myself to my own orgasm. We came as one, lying on the floor of my closet, the sweat streaming out of our pores and the come pouring into our hands.
“Damn, that was good,” Jeannie rubbed my clit gently, knowing how sensitive it was. “You took advantage of me, girl.”
“Yeah? Well then what’s this?” I replied. Pulling her juice covered hand from between my legs. I licked her hand from palm to fingertip, and then returned it to it’s warm spot.
We laughed and hugged each other tightly. Jeannie finally ran into the shower and I looked for something she could wear. It had to be just right.
When I got out of the shower, Jeannie already had on the outfit I’d picked for her. It was a dress, similar to my leather one, only made of soft, acid washed denim. Pearl snaps, in lieu of buttons ran the entire length of the front, and accented the pockets and sleeves. She was stunning with her blond hair washing over the blue fabric.
She’d left the top four pearl snaps undone, and I could tell she was following my lead, at least with the bra I still had a surprise for her.
Her eyes strayed over my nakedness as I dried my hair. Her grin reflected her approval. I felt relaxed and wonderful as I thought about tonight. There was gonna be some magic happening soon!
Jeannie laughed as I turned the dryer downwards and dried my pussy hair. A small shiver ran through me.
I turned and walked into my closet. Grabbing a small lingerie box, I moved hurriedly back to the bed. Opening it up, I pulled a lacy black garter belt and black fishnet stockings from the box, and held them up for Jeannie to see.
“Oooohhh, not fair!” she yelled. “That’s cheating!”
“Hey, Jeannie,” I laughed, “with someone who looks as good as you do, I need to cheat!”
I smiled at her feigned jealousy and slinked into the garter belt. I bent first one leg and then the other onto the bed beside her as I sensuously slipped the stocking on, giving her a tantalizing glance of my open pussy.
I attached the hose to the belt and stepped back, admiring my handiwork in the mirror. I had to admit I looked pretty fucking hot!
Jeannie gasped as I reached for the leather dress and slipped it on. “You’re not wearing panties!” Jeannie whispered in disbelief.
“I’m not wearin’ nothin’!” I giggled nervously. “I feel like such a slut tonight.”
Jeannie moved close to me and licked my cheek with the tip of her tongue. “You are a slut, sweetie and I love it.”
She hiked her dress up to her hips and fell back onto the bed. She rubbed her pussy through her jet black panties, and then teasingly slid them down her legs. She propped herself up on a pillow and spread her legs wide, gently rubbing her lips with her finger.
“Takes one to know one, sugar,” I whispered.
Just then the doorbell rang, and I heard Jack yell that Ted and Al were there to pick us up.
I felt naked as I walked down the hall towards the steps, and so sexy. My breasts swayed against the cool leather as I walked, making my nipples harden and tingle. They were quite obvious through the thin leather as I descended the stairs.
My heart started racing in anticipation of the night to come.
I hoped that Al would be driving his father’s van and not his mom’s car. I needed room tonight, and a Toyota simply wouldn’t do!
I smiled and let my eyes dance over Jeannie’s naked form. I guess our “sleepovers” would never be the same again. After feeling Jeannie’s nakedness and tasting her pussy at The Lake on Friday, I looked at her now with a whole new appreciation.
Not only was she still my best friend, but now she was a lover! And what a lover!
She grinned back as if she could read my thoughts, then bounced out of bed.
“C’mon girl we’ve got quite a day ahead of us! Let’s eat!”
I threw her a loose fitting nightshirt and put one on myself. The soft cotton felt marvelous against my naked tits.
When we went down stairs for breakfast, my uncle Jack was already up and was cleaning the pool. His shirt was off and he had on pair of short denim cutoffs were so old and thin that even the pockets were frayed.
His muscular torso was glistening with a combination of tanning oil and sweat. I had to admit he looked pretty sexy as the muscles in his arms and legs bulged with each pass of the pool skimmer.
I waved to him as he looked up and he waved back. Jeannie leaned out of the patio door and waved.
“Hi Jeannie!” he yelled. “You guys sleep okay?”
“Slept like a log,” Jeannie replied. She stretched her arms over her head as she spoke, and thrust her chest towards my dad.
“You’re looking pretty cute in those shorts, Mr. Thompson,” she teased. “Careful you don’t get wet!”
Her eyes were directed at the outline of my uncle’s cock, which was clearly visible through the thin cotton.
Jack’s eyes were obviously focused on Jeannie’s tits. I didn’t blame him. They were showstoppers all right.
He chuckled at her comment, and went back to his pool skimming. I pulled Jeannie back into the kitchen.
“Geez,” I said. “Why don’t you guys just jump on each other!”
I don’t know why, but I was feeling jealous. The confusing part was that I didn’t know who I was jealous more of Jeannie, or Jack!
“Sorry, Trace,” Jeannie soothed. “Jack and I were just fooling around. You know how we get. Hey, he’s cute!”
Jeannie loved to tease my uncle. She would often let her skirt hike a little higher than usual when sitting on our couch if Jack was in the room.
And more than once I noticed her surreptitiously undo a couple of buttons on her blouse if she knew he was around. I’d even seen her crossing and uncrossing her legs repeatedly if he was sitting across from her.
She knew he loved to look at her and it was obvious she loved to be watched. I have to admit that I kind of enjoyed it too!
I kidded her about it, but she said she thought my uncle was cute and she loved to see him get “excited”. A few times I’d seen Jack leave the room with a large bulge in his pants.
I figured it must be tough for him. It had been two years since his divorce from his wife, and he hadn’t remarried yet. In fact he swore he’d never get married again. “A waste of time and energy,” he told me once.
At forty, he was in excellent shape physically and was unusually handsome. Not just in my eyes, but in my friends eyes too.
Jeannie said that he reminded her of the guy in the Chanel perfume ads.
And I had to admit that when I could put it out of my mind that he was my uncle, I’d get pretty turned on when I’d see his bulge growing under Jeannie’s teasing stares.
I guess it was the “older man” thing. I told myself that I wasn’t into my uncle sexually, but I could relate to Jeannie teasing him. I’d do the same thing with a few of his friends when they’d stop over.
It turned me on immensely, but I had to be careful that my uncle didn’t see. Once he caught a buddy of his staring at my tits (which I’d been kinda showing off) and he kicked the guy out of the house!
Jack had his fair share of girlfriends but it still must have been frustrating to be teased and turned on by my sexy blond, and obviously horny, best friend. Mostly though, I just sat back and enjoyed their bantering.
Jack was a big boy and knew how to handle himself. He didn’t let Jeannie’s flattery go to his head, and obviously liked being teased as much as she like teasing him.
As we got breakfast together, I kept looking at Jeannie and saw a new fire in her eyes when she watched my uncle using the skimmer on the pool surface.
Each time he’d lean back to dump the leaves out of the skimmer net, I could see his cock outlined in his thin shorts. And I know that Jeannie was noticing too! She was leaning against the counter top with her arms folded across her chest and was intently watching Jack do his chores.
“You want to give me a hand here, jailbait?” I asked with an edge in my voice.
“What do you mean ‘jailbait’, girl?” Jeannie replied, whirling around to face me. The look on her face was as if I had read her lustful mind. I think I had! She had a lusty smile on her face.
“We’re eighteen, you know,” she continued. “There’s a whole new world opening up for us, Trace!”
“Well, just don’t open it up here, okay?” I said with a smile. I handed her a tray, on which were cereal bowls, sugar and a pitcher of milk.
“How about bringing these out to the patio table.” I said with a grin. “Think you can handle that?”
Jeannie continued to watch Jack as she reached for the tray.
“I know what I’d like to handle,” she said as she turned her attention to me. She smiled broadly and took the tray.
As she turned towards the patio and the pool, I leaned closer to her and whispered, “At least wait until I’m away at college!”
Jeannie laughed heartily and went out to the patio table. I went back to the cupboard for the cereal and to see if the toast was ready. I smiled to myself, thinking of Jeannie’s attraction to my uncle. It was kind of cool knowing your friends admired the way your guardians looked. I decided that I didn’t mind too much.
After all, they were both adults. It was really none of my business!
I smiled and turned my attention back to getting breakfast.
When I finally made my way out the patio, about ten minutes later, Jeannie and Jack were nowhere in sight.
“That bitch!” I thought, only half angry. I had to admit, I was more curious than angry. I quietly set my tray laden with boxes of cereal, toast and jars of jellies, and walked softly around the corner to the pool area.
I paused when I saw them standing close together next to the pump house. I moved closer to the wall so they wouldn’t notice me as I spied on them. For a reason I wasn’t sure of, my heart started to race wildly.
Jack was leaning with one hand resting on the small pump house, and the other holding on to the skimmer. There was a curious edge to his voice and his laughter was a little too forced. I could tell he was nervous, and I could see why.
Jeannie was telling him something, and was leaning forward in a conspiratorial manner, as if she was sharing a dark secret. I saw that she had unbuttoned the top three or four buttons of her nightshirt, and was standing as if she were a mirror image of Jack, with one hand on the pump house, and the other on her hip.
I saw Jack’s eyes fighting to look into Jeannie’s face, but it was a loosing battle. Each time she’d lean forward, his eyes would dip down and drink in the sight of her firm young breasts peeking out from her nightshirt.
I don’t think my uncle realized that Jeannie was naked under her thin night shirt, but he certainly could see that her breasts were.
From where I was standing, a little to the side and behind them, I could see Jeannie’s naked ass and her blond bush peeking out from the bottom of her shirt. The shirt had ridden up as she stretched her arm out to lean on the pump house, and she had helped the process by pulling it up a bit as she placed her hand on her hip… Jack was too close to enjoy that view, but was plainly enjoying the sight of Jeannie’s breasts.
Jeannie had decided to take her teasing one step further. She was having the time of her life and was very aware of the effect she was having on my uncle.
His cock was rock hard and was outlined against his tanned leg through his denim shorts. For the first time, I began to wonder what his cock looked like and tasted like.
It seemed to be about eight inches long and perfectly proportioned in width. I felt my mouth begin to water as I imagined it in my mouth.
As they continued their conversation and their motions, I saw the head of Jack’s cock peek out from the bottom of his shorts.
Jeannie couldn’t see it, but I knew she would have loved the effect she was having on Jack. She said something witty, she put her hand on his shoulder and leaned close, giving him an unobstructed view down her shirt.
The interaction between the two of them was beginning to turn me on immensely. My breathing was increasing and I came close to groaning out loud when Jeannie slid her hand from Jack’s shoulder and grasped the pole of the skimmer. She wrapped her fingers around the pole and began a slow, suggestive stroke that made Jack look.
She said something more and they both broke into peals of laughter.
I slowly backed away, not wishing that my spying be exposed at this point, and made my way back to the patio table. I sighed heavily as I dropped into one of the large cushioned chairs. I felt exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.
I thought that I should be mad that my best friend was teasing my uncle and turning him on that way, but the fact of the matter was that I was incredibly turned on!
I reached into my lap and cupped one hand around my pussy mound as I pictured in my mind Jack’s hard cock sliding out from the end of his shorts. I couldn’t help but remember the taste of Ted’s cock and that made me groan louder.
Not wanting to get caught masturbating on the patio, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and, picking up my tray, moved quickly to the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, I turned and noisily made my way back to the patio. I made sure to make a clamor as I moved and called for Jeannie when I reached the table.
As if on cue, she walked around the corner and sat down at the table across from me. Her face was flushed, but her manner was as if she’d just been birdwatching. Pretty cool and collected, I thought. I was curious to see how my uncle would react.
I called to him that breakfast was ready, and saw Jeannie smile as he yelled to go ahead and start without him. I smiled too, knowing it would take a few minutes for his cock to go down.
“Hey, this toast is ice cold!” Jeannie complained as she tried to put butter on it.
“Sorry,” I answered. “I got waylaid on the way out here.”
Jeannie grinned at that. She looked into my eyes and immediately knew that I’d seen her. It was impossible for us to hide anything from each other. We’d been friends too long for that.
“What can I say?” she said with a broad smile. “He’s a cutie!”
I didn’t get a chance to reply because my uncle chose that moment to walk around the corner. His smile was natural and his manner was calm, but I could still see the outline of his half-hard cock under his shorts as he moved. He sat next to me, across from Jeannie, and smiled.
“Well, good morning ladies!” he said, trying to sound calm. “I can’t wait to eat!” He looked directly at Jeannie and grinned.
“Good morning, Mr. Thompson,” Jeannie trilled musically. “How do you feel today?”
“Oh, gag me!” I thought. What a fucking act! My uncle had no idea, but Jeannie was continuing the teasing. Knowing that I’d seen them together! She was too much!
Jeannie looked over at me and, when my uncle wasn’t looking, reached up and undid another button on her shirt. She winked at me and turned her attention to Jack, who had just found out that the toast was, indeed, as cold as the proverbial ice.
He didn’t say a word, as he chewed his toast slowly and looked into Jeannie’s hot eyes.
“Well, what are you kids planning today?” he asked. “Going to take a swim?”
“I don’t know how we can refuse with the pool looking so clean!” Jeannie answered with a smile. “I can’t wait to dive in!”
Jeannie slouched down in her chair and stared at my uncle. I figured that she was playing “footsie” with him under the table and had my thought confirmed when she slouched further and I heard him choke on his food.
The three of us held a seemingly ordinary conversation, but I knew that under the table, things were heating up. Neither Jeannie nor my uncle touched their food except for occasionally playing with it as they talked, and when I’d finished eating, I figured it was time for me to leave.
Besides, I had a plan.
“Excuse me, guys,” I said, getting up from my seat. “I just remembered I told Ted I’d call him about tonight. I’ll be back in ten.” I looked at Jeannie and winked, letting her know that I was okay.
I hurried away, trying not to run and I breathed a sigh of relief as I got to the kitchen hallway and out of their line of sight.
My heart was pounding as I quietly opened the basement door and slipped down the steps. My plan was getting clearer as I went down the stairs.
I didn’t flip the lights on, but instead walked slowly towards the casement window on the pool side of the house. Peeking through the closed curtain, I smiled, knowing that my plan was a good one.
Unbeknownst to Jeannie and my uncle, the table they were sitting at was directly outside the window which I now stood at. By pulling the curtain apart slightly, I had a full view of the “undertable” activities.
And what a wonderful view it was!
Jeannie’s foot was resting on Jack’s knee and was moving back and forth like a metronome. Obviously she felt comfortable in the fact that I wouldn’t be returning for quite a while. As I watched, her foot moved to the inside of Jack’s leg and she started to gently rub his thigh with her toes.
Jack’s cock was clearly visible. A full two thirds of his pole was sticking out from the leg of his shorts and it was enormous! The head was at least as big as Ted’s and was shiny from the pre-come leaking from it’s head. I licked my lips at the sight of the thick eight inch length.
Being able to just enjoy the sight of that hard cock, kind of without a person attached, helped my deal with the mixed feelings I was having about my uncle. I was incredibly turned on!
I looked to my left as Jeannie slouched further into her seat and saw her nightshirt ride up and over her hips. As I watched, I saw her hand reach down and undo the last button of her shirt. I knew that her tits were now completely exposed to my uncle’s eyes.
Probably my uncle had no idea, but Jeannie was sitting across from him with her pussy completely exposed too! I groaned at the sight and watched as my best friend slid her foot higher up my uncle’s leg!
“This is too hot!” I whispered to myself. I hurriedly reached behind me and pulled a high stool from the bar over to the window.
I unbuttoned my nightshirt and sat almost naked in the stool, anxiously awaiting the sight of Jeannie’s foot reaching Jack’s dripping cock. I was so turned on I was close to coming right there without even touching myself!
I propped my feet against the window ledge, and brought my hands up to cup my heaving breasts. I closed my eyes as a feeling of pure sex washed over me. I squeezed my thighs together and opened my eyes again, afraid to miss even one juicy moment.
Jeannie’s hand was on her own thigh, rubbing lightly, and her leg was completely extended. But even slouched down in her chair as far as she was, the table was just too wide for her to reach my uncle’s straining cock. I knew that she was frustrated. She continued to rub Jack’s thigh with her foot, and started to slide her hand up her thigh, getting closer and closer to her exposed pussy.
I followed her motions with my hand and cupped my pussy as Jeannie’s hands reached her own wetness.
Then my uncle surprised both of us! I noticed his legs tense up and then his butt scooted down as he slouched down in his chair. The motion brought his cock to within an inch of Jeannie’s probing foot!
I don’t think that she realized how close she was to her goal, and my uncle decided to take the initiative. I saw his hand reach under the table, but instead of reaching for her foot, he first went to the top of his shorts.
I gasped as I saw him unbutton the top button and slide his zipper down to his crotch! The end of his cock was still trapped in the leg of his shorts but the top of his pole was now naked and as exposed as Jeannie’s cunt!
I would have given anything to have been able to hear their conversation above the tabletop!
Jeannie finally stretched and made a glancing contact with the head of Jack’s cock. I saw her leg tense up and then relax as the contact surprised her. Then, getting her bearings, she started a slow rhythmic stroke on the head of Jack’s cock. Her legs spread when she reached her goal and I saw a finger slide into her slick pussy.
I knew then that conversation had most likely stopped by this time.
Jack’s hand moved down and I groaned again as I saw him pull his cock out from it’s prison and let it sway freely against Jeannie’s foot. After stroking himself a few times, my uncle used his hand to press his cock fully against Jeannie’s foot, and start to fuck it up and down.
Jeannie was getting hotter and I saw her slide two more fingers into her pussy. Her hips pumped as she fucked herself with her hand.
Suddenly I saw Jack’s foot enter my line of vision. While I’d been watching Jeannie fingerfuck herself, he’d slipped his shoes of and was returning her favor by sliding his foot up her leg!
I saw him jump when his foot came into contact with Jeannie’s hand, and jump again even more when Jeannie, without missing a beat, grasped Jack’s foot in her hand and drew it towards her wet cunt.
I choked on my breath as I watched my uncle gently rub Jeannie’s clit with his toes. He turned his foot a little sideways and I moaned as he slid his big toe into her wetness.
I saw her pussy hungrily suck his big toe inside, and her legs spread wide as Jack fucked her with his foot.
When Jeannie moved her left foot up to join her right at Jack’s crotch, the picture was complete. Bending her leg over Jack’s she trapped his dripping cock between her two feet and began to pump her feet slowly, his cock sliding between her insteps.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! My own pussy was dripping wetly now and I was furiously thrusting three fingers in and out, rubbing my clitoris with my other hand.
I’d never in my life been this wet or this loose. I felt as if I could plunge my whole hand up into my cunt and fist-fuck myself!
The only thing that stopped me from actually trying such a crazy idea was that I’d have to stop watching the show upstairs!
And it was getting too hot for that now!
Jack was fucking his cock into Jeannie’s feet and trying to simultaneously fuck his toes into her pussy! By now, she had both hands wrapped around his thrusting foot, and was grinding her cunt against his thrusts.
I felt as if I was watching a silent movie for there was no sound at all except for the occasional muffled groan. I knew they were trying to keep the noise down so as not to alert me. If they only knew!
Jack’s hands moved down to grip his chair cushion. This allowed him to lift further off the seat and I knew he was close to coming.
He was fucking his cock into Jeannie’s clutching feet, faster and faster, higher and higher, until he thrust upwards and I heard another muffled exclamation.
He grasped Jeannie’s feet and pushed them together forcefully. The movement, and the position of Jeannie’s leg over his own aimed the head of his cock directly at the window I was looking out of!
My hand was a blur as my fingers fucked in and out of my cunt.
I felt my orgasm rising up inside of me as I focused my attention on the end of my uncle’s pistoning cock. His juices were pouring out of his tiny slit and covering Jeannie’s feet with shimmering pre-come.
And, as I felt my climax overtake my senses, my uncle’s cock erupted and sent a huge load of semen straight at me! If we hadn’t had the window separating us, his first blast would have been a direct hit on my face! As it was, he hit the screen. His semen dripped down and blocked my view.
I hurriedly moved closer to the window not wanting to miss a single beautiful blast from that cock. I wasn’t disappointed as his prick continued to spew it’s treasure all over Jeannie’s feet.
Jack was making no pretense of hiding their activities now, and with both hands on his chair cushion, he was fucking hard into Jeannie’s feet, covering them with wet semen.
Jeannie, meanwhile had slumped down into her chair so far that I could see her face from my hiding place. Her shirt was open and at her sides and her breasts were heaving, covered in a thin layer of sweat.
Her eyes were shut, and she had both of her hands in her lap. One holding Jack’s foot tight in her pussy, and the other rubbing her clitoris savagely. Her head was moving left and right and I knew she was coming on my uncle’s foot.
My own juices were flowing over my stabbing fingers as a huge orgasmic wave washed over me. I closed my eyes as I peaked and slumped into my chair. My whole body was tingling and I felt I was going to pass out. I think I’d stopped breathing ten minutes ago!
As if in a dream, I brought my hand up to my face a licked my juices from my fingers. The taste and the smell made me think of Jeannie and I opened my eyes to see what was happening “poolside”.
Jack’s cock, although shrinking was still a formidable sight as he continued to slowly fuck it in and out of Jeannie’s feet. He’d dropped his foot from her bush, and Jeannie had replaced it with her fingers, slowly sliding two of them in and out.
Her eyes were closed and she wore a dreamy, satisfied smile on her lips.
She began to stir, and as she roused herself, her eyes opened and focused directly on me!
She jumped, and I heard her startled scream even through the closed window! I was too surprised to move and could do nothing but stand there, my come slick fingers in my mouth, and my face pressed against the glass!
Jeannie started to laugh and I saw her draw herself up in her chair, obviously trying to explain what had just happened to my uncle.
They both laughed then, and I knew that she had covered for me. Jack would die if he knew I’d watched Jeannie jerk him off with her feet!
As it was, her scream had broken the trance-like mood they’d been in, and they both were nervously trying to straighten up.
My uncle was trying in vain to stuff his cock back into his shorts, but I think the thought of what had just happened was feeding into his brain. What he was attempting to stuff into his shorts was a full blown, delicious looking hard-on! My mouth watered with the thought that he was ready for more as quickly as that. He’d just come only five minutes ago! Hey! My uncle was a stud!
The thought entered my mind that I’d absolutely love to help him “put it away”. Then I immediately got flushed when I remembered it was my uncle I was thinking about. Geez, I was losing it here!
Jeannie was having an easier time of it, buttoning her shirt and adjusting her posture.
I grinned as I closed the curtain.
I knew that Jeannie would head straight for my room and the shower after her tryst with my uncle. I hurried to beat her there, and quickly jumped into the shower myself.
Over the noise of the rushing water, I heard her enter my room and call for me. She must have heard the water running and came into the bathroom. I leaned against the back wall and faced the glass door as Jeannie slid it open a crack. Her smiling face peered in through the steam.
“So, did you get a good view?” she asked with a grin.
“The best,” I replied. I brought my hands up to my breasts and squeezed them together. “You guys were too hot!” I moaned.
“Mind if I join you?” Jeannie asked, her eyes on my roving hands. “My legs are covered with come if you can believe that.”
She laughed as she dropped her nightshirt, and I moved back under the spray, giving her room to get into the shower.
“I hope you’re not upset,” she whispered. “It just kind of happened, you know?” Jeannie looked at me with genuine concern in her eyes.
I smiled and stepped closer. Putting my arms around her, we swayed back and forth under the spray together as I told her exactly how I felt about the whole thing. I explained that she had awakened some feeling inside me that I didn’t even know I had, mainly for my uncle. I finished my story with a graphic description of the wonderful come I’d had!
The process of my story telling obviously turned Jeannie on as she began to move her body in the opposite direction of mine, rubbing her soap lubricated tits against mine.
The whole thing was incredibly sexy and I felt the familiar tingling begin again in my pussy. I moved my thigh slightly between Jeannie’s legs until my hip impacted with her blond bush.
She moaned and shifted her weight, returning my advance by rubbing her pussy against my leg.
I looked into my friend’s beautiful blue eyes and smiled.
“We’d better cool it,” I said reluctantly. “Wouldn’t do to have my uncle walk in on us would it?” I continued to move against her pussy with my leg.
“I think if he did walk in, we might all enjoy it,” Jeannie moaned. She pressed her tits hard into mine as she hugged me.
“But I understand what you’re saying too,” she agreed. “We can continue our discussion later, maybe.”
I kissed her lips lightly as I pulled away, and let the tip of my tongue linger a bit on her lips.
I rinsed off, and opened the sliding door as Jeannie moved under the spray.
“See you by the pool, beautiful.” I said huskily. Jeannie smiled and stuck her head under the hot spray. I took one long look at the water cascading over her tits, and slid the door closed.
Her comment about us having fun with my uncle had my mind going a mile a minute!
I put on my skimpiest bikini, a G-string affair that showed my entire ass, with a top that hardly covered my 32 inch breasts, and sauntered slowly towards the pool. I’d left a little red number, similar to the suit I had on, on the bed, hoping that Jeannie would choose it over her own.
The top was big for me, but I knew that it would be snug on her and would show her tits off wonderfully. I also knew that red was my uncle’s favorite color on a woman.
Maybe that’s why I bought it, I thought with a smile.
I paused at the phone long enough to call Ted and tell him to come over and catch some rays with us. I was in the teasing mood myself, and wanted some preliminaries to take place before our date tonight. I also suggested he call Al, since Jeannie was here.
I hung up from Ted and moved out to the pool area. I lay back into one of the large chaise loungers and reveled in the warmth of the noon sun.
As I drifted off into a sun induced trance, I though about last night and how Ted’s cock felt as it glided smoothly through my fisted fingers. In my “dream” I imagined him on his knees, between my widespread thighs, whispering to me that he wanted to fuck me now.
My fantasy lover moved slowly towards me, leaning to kiss me, and I felt his cock head rubbing against my wet and willing pussy lips.
I whispered “Yes,” and I groaned deeply as I felt his cock slide steadily and effortlessly into my cunt, not stopping until I felt his balls against my ass.
I groaned again, and thrust my hips up to meet him, loving the feel of his huge pole fucking in and out. “Fuck me,” I whispered.
I jumped out of my reverie when I heard a deep cough from in front of me. My uncle’s voice cut through my dream like a knife.
“I’m off to play golf, honey,” I heard him say.
My eyes shot open and I saw him standing at the end of my lounge chair. I had no idea how long he’d been there, but I’m certain he’d witnessed some of my movements and heard me groaning.
His eyes seemed to reflect a new awareness as they swept over my half naked tits, and his cock was once again at full staff, straining against the confines of his golf slacks.
“Sorry, Jack.” I said, getting up from my chair to stand in front of him. “I must have dosed off for a minute.” I kept my eyes focused on his hard bulge long enough to make certain he saw me, then slowly moved my eyes up to meet his.
He swallowed nervously, but didn’t move away.
“I’ve got a twelve o’clock tee time. I gotta run,” Jack said softly. His eyes kept flicking back and forth between my eyes and my tits.
I figured “what the hell” and stretched my arms over my head as I looked deeply into his eyes, stretching broadly. I pretended to massage the back of my neck, which caused my tits to stretch the fabric covering them almost to the bursting point! I held that pose as his eyes drank in the sight.
“I guess I’m still a little sleepy,” I said innocently.
“Well, Happy Birthday sweetie,” he said. “I’m sorry I’ve got to run, but I’m sure you’d rather hang out with your friends today anyway.”
“Not necessarily,” I needled softly. “But you have a good game. I’ll see you when you get home. We’ll be going out tonight so you won’t have to worry about dinner. Celebrating the ‘Big Eighteen’, you know.”
I stepped closer and moved like I was fixing his collar and straightening his shirt.
“Okay, then have some fun. I’ll see you around five.” Jack leaned to kiss me goodbye, and I moved closer. I tipped my head back and, the combination of our movements made us bump one another.
I felt his hard cock push against my belly as I reached around his waist and hugged him to me. I kissed him hard and let my lips linger a bit longer than I ever had before. I moved my hips slightly against his hard-on.
My lips parted as I felt the delicate hint of his tongue poking out, and I moaned softly in my throat. Jack made no move to back his cock away from my dancing hips and his hand began a slow motion across my back.
We both gave a start when we heard a noise from inside the house. Jack pulled away quickly as Jeannie came walking out from the kitchen.
She looked magnificent! She’d taken my hint and put on the suit I’d left and she looked stunning with her blond hair cascading over her barely covered tits.
Her nipples were just covered by the skimpy top and her pussy was almost spilling out of the bikini bottom. A few wisps of blond hair poked out from the sides and glistened in the sun.
“Thanks for the suit,” she said to me. “And I hope you don’t mind me borrowing your shoes. I thought they’d compliment the suit.”
To top off her outfit, she’d found my red heels in my closet. The four inch spikes made her as tall as my uncle and pushed her tits out as well.
I heard my uncle sigh as she stood in front of him.
“Have a great time, Mr. Thompson,” Jeannie purred. “Don’t lose any balls,” She glanced at the bulge in Jack’s pants and ambled past him. She made quite a show of walking slowly to a lounge chair and bending over to move it closer to mine.
She’d turned her back to us as she did this, and her ass cheeks were totally exposed. She held the pose longer than she had to and both my uncle and I groaned in appreciation.
Jack muttered something unintelligible and hurriedly left through the garage. Jeannie and I shared a grin, then burst out laughing when we heard the car start.
As we listened to my uncle pull out of the driveway, we heard the blast of his car horn and the answering bleat of Ted’s horn.
The guys were here for a swim.
It was shaping up to be quite a birthday! And we still had our date tonight to look forward to. I was going to make sure that Ted was good and primed by the time this afternoon was over.
I had some serious plans that involved his help! I was eighteen! An adult who could legally drink, gamble and vote! But I had other changes in mind.
Being an “adult” was fine but I was ready to become a woman!
Both of the guys were ready for a hot date when they picked us up at seven o’clock. Jeannie and I had spent the afternoon strutting and prancing around the pool and loving every moment.
When I knew that Ted couldn’t stand it any more I asked him to help me with something in the kitchen. When we were alone, I kissed him deeply and slid to my knees in front of him.
With a minimum of preliminaries, I pulled his suit down to his ankles, and sucked his hard hot cock into my throat. I didn’t need to tease him for I’d been doing that all day. I simply wanted to give him a quick satisfying blow job with no frills.
I hammerheaded his cock until I could feel him leaking profusely into my mouth. I knew he was ready.
I pulled up from his shaft, until just the head was resting on my tongue, then proceeded to jerk him off into my mouth.
In less than ten strokes he shot an enormous amount of semen into my mouth. As it poured from his lance I stared into his eyes and moaned. I was able to swallow most of it, but a small amount leaked from the side of my mouth and over my chin.
The taste, the feel, the smell it was all so perfectly wonderful!
“I’ve missed that,” I whispered to him with a smile.
Ted was a bit surprised by my straightforward approach, but I explained to him that I simply couldn’t wait any longer to feel his cock in my mouth. That seemed to please him immensely, and he showed me a huge grin as I adjusted my suit and wiped his semen from my face.
We walked back to the pool as if nothing had happened, but I knew that both Jeannie and Al knew we’d been up to something.
I gave Jeannie a sly grin and settled back down into my lounger. When I noticed Al looking at me, I put my arms over my head, and placed a foot on either side of the chair while stretching like a cat. His lust lidded eyes told me I was having the effect on him that I desired.
I could smell Ted’s come on my lips and I felt so sexy! I couldn’t wait until tonight!
After the boy’s left, around five o’clock, Jeannie and I went up to my room to relax for a bit, and decide what we were going to wear on our date.
I knew it had to be sexy, but I also knew that tonight was going to be different.
Tonight, I knew, my boyfriend was going to fuck his hot hard cock into my virgin pussy. I’d absolutely loved the feel of Al’s cock in my asshole Friday night but also knew inside me that Ted’s cock in my cunt was going to be ten times better. I began to sweat as I thought about it.
The thought made me feel like a star. And made me feel fantastically horny. I would have to pick something especially sexy for my “show”.
Jeannie was lying back on my bed as I rummaged through my closets and drawers for the perfect outfit. She’d dumped the heels, but still had the red bikini on, and still looked magnificent.
Her eyes were half-lidded and her legs opened and closed in a lazy rhythm as she followed my movements around the room.
“That would look great on you, Trace,” she said as I held a diaphanous almost see-through blouse up to myself in the mirror.
“Yeah sure,” I replied. “Except Jack wouldn’t let me out of the house with this on.”
“That’s true, but not for the reasons you’re thinking!” Jeannie laughed. “I saw the look in his eye this morning. I think he’d love to see you wear that. Just not out of the house!”
“Hmmm,” I mumbled, thinking back on our “good-bye” this morning.
Regaining my self-control though, I turned the conversation back to this evening.
“Anyway, I couldn’t wear this cause I was going to dump my bra tonight. It would be a bit too obvious.”
“But very sexy,” Jeannie breathed. “Al would probably drive into a tree or something. You’re right too obvious! How about your leather dress I love the way you look in this.”
Jeannie got up, and moved to my closet as she spoke, coming back out, holding up a black leather dress with silver buttons all the way up the front.
My father had given it to me about six months ago, when he got back from a business trip to Spain. The leather was amazingly soft and supple and so thin that I felt almost naked when I was wearing it.
The top was loose and full, but the bottom was snug, tightly forming around my ass and hips and ending just about mid-thigh.
I’d never worn the thing because the thinness of the leather allowed my underwear lines to show through.
Tonight, though, that was not going to be a problem. It was perfect!
“You are amazing, girl!” I yelled at Jeannie. “That is exactly the dress I need for tonight!” I hugged her and took the dress, holding it up as I stood in front of the mirror.
“Perfect,” Jeannie agreed, standing close behind me. “Now why don’t you pick out something for me while I jump into the shower. They’ll be here in about half an hour!”
I moved behind Jeannie and helped her untie the top of her suit. Looking over her shoulder, into the mirror, I was rewarded with the sight of her tits spilling out of there too small prison.
I sighed as she brought her hands up to caress them. Not being able to hold myself back, I leaned into her and brought my own hands up to cover hers.
“Why, Tracy Thompson!” Jeannie whispered in mock horror. “What ARE you doing?” Her actions contradicted her words though as she moved her hands out and away, allowing me direct contact with her tits.
We both moaned as I squeezed and massaged them. We were both staring into the mirror. Jeannie’s newly freed hands made there way to the sides of her bikini bottom and deftly pulled both strings outward.
I fondled her firm tits, rolling her hardening nipples between finger and thumb as she spread her legs slightly and let her suit drop to the floor.
We were panting heavily now, basking in a warm sexual glow that was rapidly becoming a flame. My eyes followed her hands in the mirror. She brought them back to her crotch and cupped her pussy mound with her right hand. Jeannie’s legs bent slightly and I saw her slip one finger into her wet opening. Her eyes closed as her finger sank out of sight and then re-appeared, over and over, picking up speed.
“God, Jeannie. If I had a cock I’d fuck you right here and now!” I panted into her ear.
“Honey, if you had a cock, I’d let you!” she replied with a giggle.
I jumped when I felt her other hand reach behind her and cup my pussy through my suit. Then I relaxed and moved into her touch, allowing her hand to feel my own wetness, even through the cotton.
Jeannie’s eyes opened and looked into mine as I released one of her tits and brought my hand down to undo my suit bottom. I pulled the bikini out of the way and then covered her hand with mine, as I’d done earlier.
My knees were starting to weaken and shake as I urged her finger into my cunt. My eyes were fixed on her other hand which was now fucking a finger swiftly in and out of her pussy.
As her finger slid all the way into my channel, I followed it with one of my own, so I had two fingers fucking me! I could feel my orgasm begin to wash over me.
Our legs gave out, and we sank in slow motion to the carpet, neither of us missing a beat as we masturbated ourselves into sexual heaven in front of the mirror.
I dropped my hand from her breast, and joined her pumping digit at her crotch, fucking mine alongside hers so we were finger fucking ourselves and each other at the same time! The feeling was indescribable!
I could feel her coming on my finger as I released myself to my own orgasm. We came as one, lying on the floor of my closet, the sweat streaming out of our pores and the come pouring into our hands.
“Damn, that was good,” Jeannie rubbed my clit gently, knowing how sensitive it was. “You took advantage of me, girl.”
“Yeah? Well then what’s this?” I replied. Pulling her juice covered hand from between my legs. I licked her hand from palm to fingertip, and then returned it to it’s warm spot.
We laughed and hugged each other tightly. Jeannie finally ran into the shower and I looked for something she could wear. It had to be just right.
When I got out of the shower, Jeannie already had on the outfit I’d picked for her. It was a dress, similar to my leather one, only made of soft, acid washed denim. Pearl snaps, in lieu of buttons ran the entire length of the front, and accented the pockets and sleeves. She was stunning with her blond hair washing over the blue fabric.
She’d left the top four pearl snaps undone, and I could tell she was following my lead, at least with the bra I still had a surprise for her.
Her eyes strayed over my nakedness as I dried my hair. Her grin reflected her approval. I felt relaxed and wonderful as I thought about tonight. There was gonna be some magic happening soon!
Jeannie laughed as I turned the dryer downwards and dried my pussy hair. A small shiver ran through me.
I turned and walked into my closet. Grabbing a small lingerie box, I moved hurriedly back to the bed. Opening it up, I pulled a lacy black garter belt and black fishnet stockings from the box, and held them up for Jeannie to see.
“Oooohhh, not fair!” she yelled. “That’s cheating!”
“Hey, Jeannie,” I laughed, “with someone who looks as good as you do, I need to cheat!”
I smiled at her feigned jealousy and slinked into the garter belt. I bent first one leg and then the other onto the bed beside her as I sensuously slipped the stocking on, giving her a tantalizing glance of my open pussy.
I attached the hose to the belt and stepped back, admiring my handiwork in the mirror. I had to admit I looked pretty fucking hot!
Jeannie gasped as I reached for the leather dress and slipped it on. “You’re not wearing panties!” Jeannie whispered in disbelief.
“I’m not wearin’ nothin’!” I giggled nervously. “I feel like such a slut tonight.”
Jeannie moved close to me and licked my cheek with the tip of her tongue. “You are a slut, sweetie and I love it.”
She hiked her dress up to her hips and fell back onto the bed. She rubbed her pussy through her jet black panties, and then teasingly slid them down her legs. She propped herself up on a pillow and spread her legs wide, gently rubbing her lips with her finger.
“Takes one to know one, sugar,” I whispered.
Just then the doorbell rang, and I heard Jack yell that Ted and Al were there to pick us up.
I felt naked as I walked down the hall towards the steps, and so sexy. My breasts swayed against the cool leather as I walked, making my nipples harden and tingle. They were quite obvious through the thin leather as I descended the stairs.
My heart started racing in anticipation of the night to come.
I hoped that Al would be driving his father’s van and not his mom’s car. I needed room tonight, and a Toyota simply wouldn’t do!
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