by Joe Zito
“Then let’s play,” she said with a bright smile.
The game had started…….
“I really want to thank you for saving my ass Conner.” Megan began to unzip her jeans. “I mean, I don’t know what I would do if had to go to summer school.”
Conner breathed in heavily, looking down at Megan’s now exposed black panties. Her jeans were half way down her legs. He cleared his throat nervously. “Uh, I was glad to help out.”
She pulled down the front part of her panties, showing her brown patch.
“See,” she said gazing at him and that bright smile still attached to her face.
She took his hand.
“You wanna touch it?”
She guided it to her and he felt its softness.
“Feels just like a real beaver doesn’t it.” Again, Liz couldn’t help it.
“Are you kidding me?” Megan said in a kind of annoyed way but coughed out a laugh anyway because she knew how her best friend was.
She returned her attention back to Conner who still had his hand on her pubic area.
“Wanna go inside?” Megan asked.
Before he could even open his mouth to respond his first two fingers were guided into the midst of a warm, wet center. Megan smiled again, this time showing her pearly whites.
“Nice isn’t it.” She held her head back and moaned like she just ate a piece of sweet delicious chocolate.
“Now smell your fingers,” Liz snorted out a quick laugh.
“Lizzy, be a good girl,” Andi told her.
“Sorry, I had to. I couldn’t help it,” she said laughing her ass off and then it hit her.
“Oh shit! I gotta pee. Damn, gotta go.”
Megan sighed and now she was really annoyed.
“Sorry babe, you know how I am. Fuck where’s your bathroom kid? Oh hey, it’s right there.” Liz didn’t even notice his bathroom on the other side of his room. Those tall book shelves were obviously overwhelming. She started towards the bathroom and she grabbed Conner’s hand, jerking him forward.
“Well come with me kid, you to ladies.”
Megan shrugged her shoulders at Andi and followed Liz into the bathroom where she lifted up her white skirt and pulled down her panties as fast as she could and then plopped down on the toilet seat. She let loose and sighed in wonderful relief. Her stream was hard as it pierced the toilet water. She then pulled Conner down to her and she said, “Kiss me.” He did and her stream was still going. When they were done she asked, “You wanna try two?”
Conner shrugged not really understanding what Liz meant.
“Two girls goofy. Have you ever kissed two girls at the same time?”
“Oh,” Conner remarked foolishly and Liz mocked him with a sarcastic “Oh,” but she was smiling at him. She pulled Andi down to her level. Their heads touched and she brought Conner in close to them. Their tongues attacked his face.
“Uh, sweetie you have to open your mouth,” Liz laughed at him.
He did and their tongues were as one.
As soon as they were done she asked quickly in an excited voice, “You wanna go for three?” His eyes went wide and her stream was still full on.
“Get down here Meg.”
“Well, make room.” Megan kneeled down next to Conner. She smiled at him as she tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Just stick your tongue out and we’ll all go in at the same time ok,” Said the never ending kinky kissing piss queen.
“Open your mouth. Mommy says.” She playfully slapped his cheek. Liz loved the control she had over the kid who’s never done anything like this ever in his life. Neither have the girls.
They all huddled close together and their three wet tongues slipped all around his one. Finally her stream ended. Their warm breath felt good over his mouth and their perfume was just right and not overbearing like walking through a fucking elder beermans. The intense and overly stimulating moment was too much for him. It was heaven but maybe too much heaven at once. He felt it as soon as they attacked his face. He tried like hell to hold off but it was almost impossible.
“Oh shit, oh shit.” He stood up fast while holding his junk like he was trying to hide it. It was too late though. The volcano was about to burst.
“Uh ooooh, baby’s gonna blow,” Andi said.
Conner released a long almost painful sounding screech from his mouth.
Liz let out a long and high girlish laugh. A dark and massive wet spot formed on his boxers. Megan covered her mouth. Conner didn’t know if she was laughing or trying to hide her embarrassment. She felt bad for him and knew that this was all too much for the kid. His face turned at least three different shades of red when he was done.
“You had an early arrival kid,” Liz said and then, “Oh well. Did it feel good? That’s all that matters.” She sat up from the toilet and began shaking her ass over it. “Got it get it all out.”
“Don’t flush yet,” Megan told her. “I gotta go now after hearing you.”
“All yours Hollywood.”
Megan sat down very lady like on the toilet, sighing as she did. Her stream came and it was light and feminine compared to Liz’s near man like rush of girl urine pouring out of her.
“Are you ok Conner,” she asked.
He mumbled something inaudible.
Then Megan pulled her tight, white top over her head revealing those large and lovely natural breasts of hers.
“That’ll cheer you up,” Liz commented.
When Megan was finished they all went back out to his room, leaving behind a pleasant, female scent lingering in his bathroom.
Megan sat down on the bed again but Conner didn’t feel much like playing anymore. It was a disaster. He stood there covering the wet spot on his boxers. The room was filled with a painfully obvious awkward tension that no one could ignore. Megan got up from the bed. She was bare bottomed from kicking off her jeans in the bathroom but now she had put her tight white top back on. Her breasts pushed through the soft white cotton making them look as if they were screaming to come out. She walked over to Liz and Andi. Conner sat down on the edge of his bed.
“Sorry babe,” Liz said.
“Hey it’s ok.” Megan tried to speak softly so Conner couldn’t hear her. But he knew they were all getting ready to leave and he would be alone again another Friday night. That’s why he didn’t understand why Megan was suddenly alone with him in his room as he looked up. She went to him with a somewhat sorrowful smile on her face. He couldn’t tell. She sat down next to him.
“Sorry about all that; just a little too much at once huh?” She put her hand on his.
He gazed down at the dark spot on his boxers.
“Look Conner, I really wanted this to be special, you know. I’d thought it be fun with all three of us.” She talked with her eyes looking towards the floor.
They both sat silent on the bed for a few moments and then Megan said, “You know, it doesn’t have to end here.”
He turned to her. She smiled.
“You never know, you might be able to go longer now that….”
They looked at each other and then broke into a much needed stress relieving laugh. It went on for a bit and then stopped. They both felt better and more comfortable.
Without thinking she stood up and straddled him. It took him by surprise but he really didn’t object to having her large breasts popping out into his face.
She whispered into his ear, “And I know you’re a virgin.”
He looked away with a smile on his face. She pulled her top off and laughed when she felt him rise under her soft thighs.
“Someone’s back to say hello,” she said and then gently pushed him back on the bed.
Meanwhile, Liz and Andi were out in the living room. They both had made a mad rummage through the kitchen cabinets in search of food, particularly chips or pretzels or any kind of snack really.
“Yahtzee!” Liz yelled when she discovered an unopened bag of funions. “I fucking love these
things.” She let out and ‘ugh’ sound as if she hadn’t eaten in months.
“Go easy now,” Andi said, “we don’t wanna eat Conner and his dad out of the house.”
With a mouthful of delicious onion heaven Liz said, “Uh, I think they can afford more.” She motioned with her free hand to the lavish kitchen. “Want some?” She shook the bag at Andi.
“Hell no, those are gross.”
“Fine, be an anorexic whore.” She smiled at Andi, showing her crumb crusted teeth and then continued stuffing her face not giving a fuck how much money Conner Evan’s dad made.
Conner’s bed squeaked out happiness in the springs as Megan bounced up and down on top him, her small hands pushing into his wide shoulders.
“Feel good?” She asked sounding a little out of breath, but still had that bright smile on her face.
He mumbled something she didn’t understand and then lowered herself to his face. She stopped.
“What the heck did you say?”
He looked at her like she was crazy.
“Nothing. I mean, yeah it feels good, real good.”
“Don’t be so nervous.”
“I’m not, really.”
She sat up and took both his hands and planted them on her backside. “Hold on like this ok.” The bouncing resumed again. Megan saw her black panties lying on the bed. She grabbed them and pushed them into his face.
“Smell me while I fuck you.”
He didn’t object.
Liz was swinging her feet over the arm of the large wrap around couch, still enjoying the near empty bag of funions. Adventure Time was on the tv. They just made their pretty little selves at home. Andi was looking at a rack of cd’s by the stereo.
“Do people still buy these things?”
“Apparently so,” Liz told her with her eyes on the tv screen.
The clock above the fireplace showed a quarter to ten.
“So what do you think they’re doing in there?” Andi said devilishly.
“Like you have to ask,” Liz said and then laughed at something weird on the tv.
“I know right.”
“You never know though. They could be just sitting there twiddling their thumbs talking about how the fucking planets formed or something.”
“Ahhhhh!”
Megan moaned and then yelled out in pleasure as her fingernails dug deep into Conner’s shoulders. Her hair flew over her shoulder as she bounced and yelped and screamed out her last orgasm. She had two. Big ones. Conner’s lower region was a soaking wet mess. She wasn’t one of those girls that could blast out a gallon of girly goo from between her legs, but she sure was a broken faucet as she fucked the shit out of the kid. She truly was out of breath now. After a minute she said in a high singsong voice to Conner, “Your turn.”
“This shit is just too weird for me. Isn’t there anything else on?” Andi complained to Liz.
“Are you kidding me? This is the best thing on television. It’s pure fucking brain entertainment.”
Andi went into the kitchen to try to find some snacks of her own but was unsuccessful. She opted for a coke instead. As she went to open the refrigerator she heard the bag Liz was holding make a loud scrunch sound. She turned and faced the living room.
“Oh god. Oh my god Andi!”
“What, what! Are you….do you need…..”
“No,no. Look!”
“What!”
“Please don’t tell me that’s fucking Conner’s dad pulling up in the driveway right now!”
Andi turned her attention quickly to the front window.
“Oh shit!” She hissed out.
“C’mon, quick, hurry!” Liz said frantically.
The girls ran upstairs, blazing towards Conner’s room. They burst inside without a care of what they would see.
“What the fuck!” Megan yelled out as she turned around quickly, still bouncing away on Conner.
“Conner’s dad. He’s fucking here. He’s home!” Liz yelled.
“Oh shiiit!” Conner pushed Megan off of him. His schlong stiff as a board in his dark room.
“What in the hell are we gonna do!” Andi said almost crying.
“Oh my god. I thought you said he was….” Megan began to say but Conner viciously cut her off.
“I know what I fucking said!” He was stumbling all around his room trying to get his jeans back on.
A sound came from downstairs; a door opening possibly? They all stood cold and frozen in the middle of the room; their young teenage hearts beating out of control, nervous sweat forming in their pits and necks.
Megan whispered, “What do we do?”
Running downstairs and trying to escape through the backdoor was not an option. Not enough time. Footsteps were dancing around down in the kitchen. The only option they had was to hide. And that’s what the naughty little children did. But then fear suddenly turned into something almost fun and exciting as they bumped into each other in the dark, trying to find somewhere to hide and when Liz cackled out a drunk girl kind of laugh when she said, “This is so exciting.” Everyone shushed her, telling her to shut the hell up. Megan’s heart was racing.
“We’re fucked,” she said hopelessly. And then terror went up ten notches when they heard footsteps ascending the stairs. Instinctively both Liz and Andi ran behind the bed. But it was too late. The door began to slowly open. All four teens looked like dark, eerie statues standing there in the darkness. Frozen, helpless; and fucked as dear, sweet Megan put it. “Well, well, well. Look what we got here,” said the man who wasn’t Conner’s dad.
Silence.
No one said a word. Black shaped figures in the dark held each other’s unseen eyes of fear and shock. For a split second Conner believed it was his dad playing some kind of joke on him but he knew the voice was unfamiliar; even though he did try like hell to really believe that it was his dad standing there. To make that idea more of an unreality in his mind, there was another black shape standing behind the taller black shape that just seemed to get a kick out of finding four teenage kids alone in a room, in the dark on a Friday night.
Then, and just by pure instinct, Conner opened his mouth.
“Why….who….”
“I don’t believe I asked you anything boy,” said the mystery man who really didn’t give a fuck what the boy had to say.
More silence.
In the dark, the man put his hand to his face. The sound of his palm scraping across his rough and stubbly beard was almost painful to hear.
“Well now,” he said and it was obvious from his dialect that he was from way southern Indiana or possibly Tennessee, “what are you little birdies up to.” A small, sick laugh blew from his mouth. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“Man, I don’t who the hell….”
“Boy I don’t think I really like the sound of your goddam little puppy voice.”
Conner’s skin felt cold all of a sudden and it wasn’t because he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
Minutes had passed but it seemed like hours and still, no one had moved an inch.
“From the looks of it,” the man said looking right at Megan but she couldn’t see his eyes, “we’ve done caught you with your pants down.” Then that small laugh erupted into a startling, loud boom of southern laughter; the way a drunk uncle would do at a family reunion. The smaller mystery man standing behind the taller one also began laughing out loud, although his wasn’t quite as booming. His was more simpleton like. He chuckled, “Yeah, yeah, done caught her all right. Her little pussy all hangin’ out, yeah, yeah.”
She suddenly felt a turn in her stomach. The beginnings of a queasy feeling took over like she’d eaten something bad.
“Yeah, look at that now. Hmm hmmm,” the taller man said in response to his buddy; his voice all scratchy.
Now it was Megan’s turn to use that instinctual act of speaking to try to get her ass out of a jam, or in this weird situation, god knows what.
“Mister, we just wanna lea….”
“Nah, nah, nah, now pretty sunshine. I don’t think I fuckin’ ask you to speak either.”
More silence.
As the seconds passed by their eyes began to adjust to the darkness and the mystery shapes in the doorway began to form into real people.
Conner realized this and for one last time prayed that it was his dad playing a joke on him. He knew his dad to well though.
Reality bites kid.
“Now this is what’s gonna happen. I don’t like fuckin’ repeatin’ myself none either so you little fucks listen up!” His voice was all backwoods authority. Like an extreme redneck drill sergeant. It sounded odd to Conner.
“You’re alls gonna line up single file just like good little boys and girls in school. Then we’re gonna take a trip downstairs and get to know one another real nice like.” A smile of evil fell upon his face but quickly faded out.
“C’mon now! Line the fuck up. Let’s go!”
Sir yes sir!
Both Megan and Conner began to move but Liz and Andi were still dark mannequins, frozen to the floor. They were trapped in a straight jacket of fear.
Redneck drill sergeant saw this and didn’t take to kindly to it.
“Girl, you best move, go on!”
Still frozen.
“C’mon Liz, just do what they say,” Megan said to her in the dark.
“Don’t fuckin’ tell her what to do bitch. She’s got two fuckin’ legs! Move cunt!” His voice was loud in the room and seemed to reverberate of the walls.
“Sissy bitch, I ain’t gonna tell you again.”
And that’s when he raised the long sawed off shot gun he was holding in his hand.
