Recommend reading Neighborhood Play, Chapters 1-4, first.
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My crazy sexual weekend in May finally ended, and now in July, the summer before my junior year in college was half over. The neighborhood gang was busy working summer jobs, hanging out, playing baseball, going to movies and partying. But the sex parties seemed to be over, and no one was talking about them anymore. And I had to admit to myself, since I wasn't dating, I was a bit disappointed.
Linus and Charlie had taken jobs at a summer camp in New England and Schroeder was on tour with a regionally-known rock band, playing backup keyboards. I had begun hanging out with Violet a bit, both of us using fake IDs to get into the bars. It was a Friday night after work and I walked a block down to her house, where she and Franklin were sitting on the front steps sipping on beers.
"Where is your mom, Vi?" I asked, wondering why they were so comfortable drinking at home. Violet's dad had passed away when she was 12.
"She's at my aunt's house for the weekend," she said. "Want a beer?"
"Sure," I said, as she went inside to get it.
"How are you, Lucy?" asked Franklin.
"Really good," I said. "How about you? How's your engineering internship going?
"It's okay," he said. "I was hoping to learn more. Seems like they give me more grunt work than real projects. I'm going to say something about it on Monday."
"Here's your beer, Luc," Violet said as she sat down between us.
We drank three more beers as it got dark and chatted about our last baseball game. "You guys want to come in and watch a movie?" Violet asked. "Sure," we both said as we collected our empties and went into the house. Violet flipped on the TV and found the latest James Bond movie. We all sat on the couch, Violet made some popcorn, and we kicked back for two hours of espionage, stunts, and evil masterminds, Violet sitting in the middle.
About halfway through the movie, I got up and went to the bathroom. After peeing and washing my hands, I stood in front of the mirror. 5'3", thin, toned, with bright white skin, I was looking pretty damn hot this summer. I was wearing jean shorts and a red blouse, flip flops, and had recently cut my dark brown hair shorter, just off of my shoulders. I was getting horny looking at myself and reached down slowly with two fingers and outlined my pussy. They were never going to see it coming, but I was going to try to seduce Franklin and Violet. I opened the door and marched into the living room, but stopped abruptly.
Franklin and Violet were making out, with Franklin's hands all over Violet's upper thighs. They slowly pulled apart, their hands still on each other, and Violet looked over at me. Her mouth was half open, obviously a bit drunk. She slowly looked me up and down. "Come join us, Lucy," she said.
Violet, who I had never found all that attractive, was suddenly looking pretty fetching. And Franklin ... well, he was just plain hot.
Violet was about 5'9", 175, muscular, with wide shoulders and nice curves. She had brown hair in her trademark ponytail, alabaster skin like mine, a big, but athletic ass, and perfect C size tits. She had gone absolutely lesbo wild at our first summer party, and it was one of my enduring images of that crazy night. But tonight, she clearly had her sights set not just on me, but on Franklin, the only Black guy in our neighborhood gang.
I quickly kicked off my sandals, and climbed up on the couch on my knees, next to her. I took her head in both hands and slid my soft tongue into her pretty mouth. After a minute or so, I pulled away and did the same with Franklin, while Violet watched intently. After kissing Franklin, all eyes were on me, and so it was decided -- I was the boss.
I slid into a sitting position, reached down and unbuttoned my shorts, and in one motion, slid my jeans and my underwear over my thighs, past my knees, then my calves, and finally over my bare feet.
"Go down on me," I said. "Both of you. But get naked first."
They couldn't comply fast enough. Franklin stripped Violet's short purple dress off of her, while Violet practically ripped his clothes off. Then they both went to their knees; each took one of my legs over a shoulder and went for my pussy with their tongues.
Violet got there first, lapping my pussy lips with the flat of her tongue, while Franklin slid his tongue in her ear, which only made her double down on her pussy licking.
"Of fuck, Vi!" I moaned. "Finger fuck me!
Violet wasted no time sliding two fingers up my snizz, soon enough finger banging me faster than she was licking me. Franklin now took his hardening cock in one hand, moved it over Violet's ass crack a few times, before burying it up her moist snatch.
"God damn, fuck me." she moaned, into my now sopping wet hole.
Now I could see Franklin driving his big black shaft up Violet's willing pussy from behind, his hands on her waist, his thighs loudly slapping into her big hard white ass. Driving me over the edge, I came -- HARD, right into Violet's open mouth, keeping my scream to myself, my legs shaking and the bottoms of my feet involuntarily spanking Violet's ass as I climaxed.
"Your fucking little feet drive me wild," she said as she pulled her head from between my legs.
Now she had the four toes of my left foot in her mouth, sucking them hard. This only increased the intensity of my orgasm, watching her massage the high arch of my foot as she sucked.
Franklin, clearly turned on by the crazy scene, pulled his now rock-hard member out of Violet, jerked his cock several times, and unloaded a big thick load of cream all over my right foot, which now rested on Violet's ass.
Now she dropped my left foot and buried her face back up my creamy pussy, licking every bit of girl-jizz from my open hole. She stood up, moved over me and kissed me deep, the taste of my own cum coating my mouth, lips and tongue.
"Fuck, Lucy, ever since I watched you get DP'd that night, I have wanted you so bad," she said.
Really? I thought to myself. She seemed pretty content having sex with 3 that night, so I was surprised to hear that she was also checking me out.