Epiphanies

EPIPHANIES

Copyright 2022/2024 by TeddySmutWriter/Ted Ursi, all rights reserved. This story was previously published on another site. An updated version is being reposted here by the original copyright holder. All due care has been taken to remain within Literotica's terms of service.

Chapter 6

(Let's hear from the boyfriend.)

I looked across at three of my friends--Cal, Jill and Cecilia--standing in the doorway. "Not cool guys!"

"The door was wide open," Cal said. "We thought you wanted an audience."

Megan was suddenly kissing my neck. I ran my fingers into her hair and turned her face towards me. I gave her my best stern questioning look.

"I went to pee and it got stuck."

"But you knew it was open, right?"

She buried her face in my neck. "Yes."

In the meantime Cal--who's Dad was in construction--was examining the door.

"All the doors in this place are fucked." He said. "Top hinge is loose, probably dry rot around the screws."

"Cal!" Jill slapped his back not quite hard. "They want their privacy."

"Oh... sorry."

The two of them started to leave. Cecilia was leaning against the door frame with no such intent. Jill grabbed her arm and pulled "you too Cici!"

"Gil's making breakfast when you're ready," Cecilia said as she reluctantly followed her friends.

Breakfast. My stomach rumbled at the thought. I'm a big guy.

"Are you mad at me?" my girl asked.

I looked down at the top of her head. "Fuck no."

"Liar"

"Okay a little you didn't warn me."

"But then you would have 'fixed' the situation." Of course she was right.

"Did it make it better for you?" I deflected.

"A little at the start," she said. "I liked my butt sticking out of the blankets while I was going down on you. But then, when your cock got into me it was everything."

How the fuck could I not love her so deeply. "How the fuck did I ever get so lucky?"

"It wasn't luck. You've been seducing me since the fourth grade."

Oh man...

"You really like to show off?" Was that going to be a part of our life together?

"Yeah..."

"'But?'"

"But I would never do anything to embarrass or hurt you."

"I know you wouldn't."

My stomach growled again. I looked around our room. "Do you know where our bags are?"

"Why?"

"So we shower and get dressed for breakfast."

"Do we have to?"

"If I don't eat soon I'm going to start gnawing on your pretty toes."

She giggled. "That might be fun."

I rolled over until she slid off so I could sit up. "We should take a shower."

"I've seen the shower, too small."

I remember the description from the rental site. It said we were secluded. It also said there was a dock on the lake. I turned around and picked Megan up. She squawked her "boyfriend doing something weird but maybe fun" squawk.

I carried her to the bathroom. "I did say--"

"Grab two towels" I growled.

She did. I carried her down the stairs, through the dining room past our bemused friends, through the kitchen where Gil was intensely flipping pancakes, and out the screen door at the rear of the house. The gravel path down to the lake wasn't too bad--funny how I could ignore the pain with naked Megan in my arms--on my feet but the rickety dock made me sway a bit.

"Drop the towels."

Smarty that she is she lowered her arm to have the towels fall just a little and not go in the water. "We need soap."

"No we don't..." and I threw her in.

I waited for her to surface squealing and jumped in myself. The water wasn't too deep and the bottom was mostly sand but had some stick to it.

Perfect. I grabbed a handful and started rubbing it on Megan's skin. She did the same to me. You'd be surprised how well this worked. We were getting clean and exfoliated at the same time. Didn't work too well on hair tho.

"Wish we had some shampoo," Meg said.

"Lesson learned." I said. "You about done?"

"Best I can do." Next thing I knew she had her legs around my waist and was kissing me. "Wanna fuck right on the dock?"

I was so tempted but for breakfast. "It would be rude not to join our friends for breakfast."

I boosted her up on the dock and awkwardly followed. It was narrow and slippery, making drying each other off somewhat risky but nicely intimate. She hugged me close "are you sure?"

"We have all weekend." I kissed her forehead.

"That's a promise," she said. "I heard a promise."

I wrapped a towel around my waist. Megan wrapped her hair. We started up the path but Megan found the gravel hard going. I picked her up and carried her to the house and set her down on the back stoop.

In the kitchen Gil was still making pancakes. When Megan bent over the growing pile to sniff Gil carefully looked anywhere but her naked boobs. "They finished off the first batch so I'm making some for you two."

"What about you?" my sweetie asked.

He pored the last of the batter from its bowl onto the skillet. "I'll get something--"

"Fuck that!" she interrupted him.

"What she said," from me.

I should explain our current group dynamic. Five of us had been together since middle school at least. Gil was a newcomer to what in all honesty had to be called our clique. We were the cool kids but we were never assholes about it. Mostly.

So Cecilia's college boyfriend had ghosted on her and Jill had set her up with a replacement prom date. I really didn't know him all that well, just that he and friends had a garage band where Gil played base and managed. His beat up band van had been a logistical godsend and our ticket home tomorrow. But something was not working out with Cecilia and there was no ardor when they were together. He seemed timid and she acted like she was barely tolerating his touch. I know they were new together and all but it was more than that. Something deeper, almost animus. It was the one big shadow across what would otherwise be an idyllic weekend.

When Gil put the last pancake on the platter Megan snatched it up and headed for the dining room.

"Come on bro," I said.

Gil turned off the gas and followed me to the table. There were two seats left at the table. I didn't sit next to Megan but one seat away. Taking my cue, miss smarty no pants patted the seat between us. "Sit here Gilly."

I piled pancakes on my plate and passed it to Megan. She passed me her plate. I piled some more and gave it to Gil. I then helped myself to half that remained.

Our other three friends sat and stared. In Cal's case with a dripping fork of pancake halfway to its final destination.

"Oooh these are so so good," Megan said.

"Yeah dude," I did stuffing my face.

"It's just a mix," Gil said.

"But you did them to a turn," Jill said. "I always fuck them up when I try."

"Is this going to be a thing?" Cecilia asked, gesturing with her fork at Megan an I, unavoidably including Gil.

"What do you thing Gil?" Megan asked. "Are we three a thing?"

Gil turned red before our eyes. "I--"

"Not what I meant," Cecilia shot out. "You two gonna be buff all weekend?"

"Not a bad idea!" Megan grinned. "Thank you Cecilia for such a wonderful suggestion!"

"Works for me," Jill said as she pulled off her Hello Kitty T-shirt.

"But is your butt clean?" Cecilia asked as she followed suit. "In that chair, I mean."

I said "I assure you all that I personally saw to the matter."

"He sure did." Megan giggled. She reached for the butter in front of Gil, like her stack needed more. Gil looked away. "Gil honey, it's okay to look at my boobs. I kinda like it."

"Yeah but you know..." he looked down through the table.

"Oh I'm sorry! I should have realized. Should I cover up?"

"No! That would be worse! Sorta--kinda, I don't know." The panic and humiliation on his face was phenomenal. I think he would have bolted from the room if not for his hardon anchoring him in place.

Cal said "a boner isn't anything to be ashamed of in this company."

Jill's lips quirked half a smile and her shoulder started twitching exactly like you would expect if she were rubbing Cal's cock.

Megan was looking at me with searching eyes. I met her gaze and nodded before loading up more sweet gooey carbohydrates. Did I mention I get hungry? Maybe down the road I'd have weight problems but right now I really needed the energy.

Did I have a boner too? About three quarters of one.

Meanwhile Cecilia was looking around the table with that fake aghast look she gets. Then her eyes settled on me and she adjusted her expression. "What about you Tom?"

"I'm good." In truth I would not mind some relief but not from her not at this moment. I stuffed my face some more.

Gil was looking at me as my girlfriend was jerking him off. I leaned over until my shoulder touched his.

"It's cool Gil." I murmured. "Go with it. We'll talk later."

I was finally satiated and stood. My towel was obviously tented. I started stacking plates.

"I can get those," Gil started to say.

"Shush" I said. "The cook does not do the dishes."

When I had bused half the table I looked across at Cecilia "Want to help?"

Cecelia took the hint and gathered the rest as I walked into the kitchen.

I put my load beside the sink and reconnoitered. The primitive conditions--no dishwasher and a single sink with one of those old faucets that bridged the hot and cold spigots--called for some improvisation. I felt Cecilia's tit against my back as she stacked her plates on top of mine. "You really gonna let your girlfriend jerk Gil off like that?"

"Were you really going to crawl under the table and suck me off right in front of same said girlfriend."

"Point. You wash, I'll dry."

We actually made short work of the dishes. "And yeah Tom, I would gladly suck your cock in front of Megan and the whole world."

"That's very nice of you to offer but I would have to discuss it with her first."

"What is it with you two, it's like you two have some kind of deep psychic link."

"Yeah," I smiled. "Tell me about Gil."

"He's a wimp." she said "And a virgin."

"So was I until this morning."

"Bullshit." She looked at me. "The way you two were fucking? I should be so lucky."

"That was all her." I smiled remembering, feeling myself stiffen.

"And you're okay with her sluttiness?" More an accusation than a question. My Megan was an honest slut, which is more that I could say for present company. But then my girl and I had both been jealous drama queens last night.

So I was able to suppress my anger when I responded. "It seems to be a growing part of who she--we--are."

"Well good luck with that."

"Honestly Cecilia, I think you actually mean that."

"You are both my friends since forever."

"Anyhow, about Gil..."

"I like strong men," she said. "Like you."

"Thank you but..." I ticked off my fingers "It was obvious this little gathering was going to get hot and he would end up as odd man out. Imagine how that would feel. Especially after all he did to make this all happen."

"I can't help who I like and don't like. I have every right to say no."

"Yes you do. No disputing that."

"You want me to give him a sympathy fuck?" Her eyes flashed. "Is that what you want?"

"Fuck no. That never works. I just would like acknowledgment that the poor bastard was set up for a hard fall, not just by you but by all of us. We all should have seen this coming."

"Thank you Doctor Phil." She walked away.

I shrugged. Don't know what I was trying to accomplish there. Maybe just assuaging my own guilt. Or that I somehow tried. Fuck.

Megan bounced into the kitchen. My heart eased.

"Wow, you must of really torn into Cici, she went past us like you did that one time against Central."

"C'mere babe." I spread my arms. "I may have just fucked things up more."

She leaped into my arms and bumped her forehead against mine. "I know what will make you feel better."

"I know you know."

"I know you know I know."

"But..."

"But what?"

"But what I think is that I will feel better by making you feel better. Very very better."

"If you're talking about--"

"Let's go find out if we are of the same mind, shall we?" I started carrying her naked through the house again. There was the strong smell of reefer over the general mustiness. I heard Jill yell from the tiny parlor "Jeez you two!"

I have a cousin Dick who is a real asshole. Bragged a lot about his conquests. Referred to them as his bitches. Yeah that kind of asshole. He kept on me about Megan, asking about our sexual progress like it was some kind of game that kept score. I kid you not. Anyways I digress here because one time we were sitting behind the tool shed drinking our elicit beer and he gave me this piece of advice: "Y'wanna know how to eat pussy Tommy? (I hate being called Tommy) All you gotta do is try licking her all sorts of different ways and pay attention. When she reacts to something you do, especially if she says something like 'there, right there!' keep doing that thing until she comes or says it hurts."

To my surprise, checking the internet later, I didn't find anything to refute Dick's basic strategy. I did find a few useful suggestions on the licks to try.

So back up the stairs we went and into our room. I tried to kick the door shut but it resisted. Fuck it, if my friends want to admire my hairy ass, let them. I dropped Megan on the bed. She kicked her legs and laughed. I got down on my knees.

Here's the thing: I had never seen Megan this up close and personal before. All our sexual play had been in cars or hurried episodes with cloths barely pushed aside. I had become somewhat skilled at getting her off with my fingers but we never felt safe enough to go full naked and laid out. So, finally seeing Megan's beautiful vagina, I froze.

My sweetie lifted her head, "Tom?"

I shook myself. "Sorry, I was just mesmerized."

"You think it's pretty?"

"Oh man, do I."

"It's a high maintenance bitch," she said.

You got this Tom. You got this.

I had moved forward to give it a big fat lap with my tongue. I sucked on the outer folds, first the left then the right. I tentatively tried grasping them in my teeth. I growled. She giggled and hiccuped at the same time. Not exactly what I wanted to hear but charming to my ears.

The scent of her arousal got stronger than I had ever known it. It was a bit intoxicating. The salty sweet taste of her blended with the scent so much so I could not tell where on let off to the other. Honestly I think I was getting a bit of a buzz.

I slipped a finger into her, finding the sweet spot I knew. I was a bit clumsy not having done so from this angle before. But I figured it out. Megan groaned softly. I noticed her hand had drifted to the top of her pussy and was lightly rubbing herself. I moved up and shoved my tongue between her fingers searching her boat for the little man. Megan's hand withdrew to make way for me. Searching. There!

I found her clitoris and tried to lift it with tip of my tongue.

Megan's pubic bone slammed into my face.

I took the hit and persisted at my task, rhythmically flicking my tongue up from the bottom and down from the top of her button. Her hands grasped my hair and pushed me into her. "Right right there. That's so good. Never... huh... dreamed it was this... Fuck. Keep doing just... that... like forever."

Okay, I did that as long as I could. I'll be honest, it was taxing. I was using a muscle I rarely thought about in a way I never had before. Fuck it bucko, double down! So I pushed my tongue tip deeper along her little shaft until it touched bottom and continued my up and down flicking. But that actually turned into going up one side and back down the other.

"Eeyah!" Megan screamed. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck you fucker. Sunvabitch. Gonna come. Gonna... ahhhhh!" She boxed my ears with her thighs. My face was soaked. Her belly quivered under my lips as I kissed my way up her body. I kissed her lips and held her tight. She buried my face against my neck and warmed it wither her ragged breaths. "Oh shit that was good. Th-thank you."

I looked over at the door and saw Gil standing there with his cock in his hand.

"The door was open so I thought it was okay to watch," he said.

"It's cool--"

But I was interrupted by Cecilia. "What the fuck you doing you little pervert?"

Gil looked like he was going to completely melt down from shame.

"I'm fucking horny and you're wasting that on yourself." Cecilia walked up and grabbed his member. "You ain't my type but you'll do in a pinch."

"Um... sorry?"

"You bet sorry." She grabbed his hair with her other hand and then kissed him. "You will do exactly as I say."

"Okay."

"That's 'yes Ma'am'"

"Yes Ma'am!"

She led him away.

I looked at Megan. She looked at me. We both laughed.