Spoiler Alert:
The following is a work of pornographic fiction. It is shallow on story and steep on sex. It contains a lot of graphic, dirty sex between consenting individuals over the age of 18. It does not contain deep characterization, long narratives, or a complicated plot. It is recommended that the reader decide what they are in the mood for before proceeding.
The story so far:
It was the summer of 1997 and soon to be college student Cole Bison is stuck spending the weekend with Reagan Dykstra, a fellow student, and neighbor.
He catches her having sex.
She catches him watching.
That shared experience leads to Reagan taking Cole's virginity.
Not wanting to end there the two continue their sexual adventures.
Act III: Excitement
Saturday morning had a quiet glow to it. Reagan and I both sleep in. Waking up naked with dried sex on my dick was a new and enjoyable experience for me. We each had cereal for breakfast and took turns showering. When I returned to the living room I found Reagan sitting seductively in the armchair. She was wearing a sexy sundress with no bra and had a mischievous smirk on her face. She and I had been close for less than 24 hours but I knew she had something brewing in her head. "What?" I queried.
"You know we can do it today?"
"Do what?"
"Watch me fuck. I could call Spencer, tell him you took a shift at work, and invite him over for sex. He'll definitely do it. The closet door in the guest room has those slats. You could be in there watching the whole thing and he'd never know."
It was a good plan. It was an exciting plan. It was a dirty, hot, sexy plan. There was no way I was going to say no and I think Reagan knew that. When I agreed she jumped out of the chair into my arms and hugged me with all of her excitement, "This is going to be so much fun!"
Things went as expected. She called her boyfriend, told him I was gone and that she wanted some attention. He told her that he had stuff to do but he'd come over before that. When she hung up the phone she looked electrified with enthusiasm.
We fooled around on the couch while waiting for Spencer to arrive. We mostly kissed but there was some petting in there as well. Our actions were softer and more intimate than the night before. She pulled out of our connection and cooed, "I can't believe we're going to do this?"
"I know right?"
"He's not going to have a clue and that's so bad, so naughty. I never thought I'd be doing anything like this. I'm so turned on right now."
I took her hand and put it in my lap so she could feel my raging erection. "This is how excited I am."
"Oh, baby you're as into this as I am." she purred.
"I never knew being bad could feel so good."
Before she could say anything else we heard a car door close. "He's here! Go, go, go!" she urged.
I sprinted to the guest room, darted into the closet and pulled the door shut. I realized I'd probably want to jerk off during the action. It would be better to strip now rather than run the risk of discovery later. I was pulling my shirt off when the doorbell rang. I had removed my shorts just as Reagan led Spencer into the room by the hand.
She got right to it, telling him to lay down. She stepped back, away from the bed and to my right. She was such a clever girl. Her positioning gave me a full-frontal view while drawing Spencer's eyes away from the closet. The excitement of what was happening hit me. I could hear my breath through my nostrils, feel my heart pounding in my chest, and knots twist in my stomach.
Reagan reached behind her and untied the straps of her sundress. With the knot pulled out, it slid down and off her sexy body. She looked gorgeous standing there in her just a pair of sheer mesh tanga panties. She glanced at the closet door, knowing I was behind it, bit her lower lip, and then pulled it free to form a smile.
Reagan put on a sexy display for both of us. She ran her hands over her small, firm breasts while seductively swaying her shoulders and hips. She moved her hands down her toned abdomen and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. She spun around in a slow, sexy, teasing kind of way. From there she bent at the waist and pushed the panties to her ankles. When she straightened up she was completely naked and incredibly arousing.
"Does this turn you on? Seeing me like this. Thinking about what you want to do to me. Thinking about what we're about to do."
Her voice was low, rich, and sexy. I realized that this must be what sultry sounds like. I'm sure Spencer thought she was talking to him, however, I knew she was talking to me. Not only was she into this but she was also good at it. She waved a finger up and down at him. "So am I just going to stand around naked or are we going to make a show of it?"
Spencer stood up and yanked his tee-shirt over his head, then dropped his shorts and underwear. He was already hard enough that the head of his erection was pressing against his lower abdomen. She strutted up to him and softly raked her nails from his chest to his cock. She took it in her hand and gave it a few strokes. I couldn't make out what she said next but she let go of his member as he lay back on the bed.
Reagan positioned herself to give me a clear view as she began to kiss the head of Spencer's hard cock. She moved it around making sure to kiss every part of his manhood. She then licked from base to tip and finished with a swirl. Her job at the ice cream parlor must've given her applicable skills. Every few seconds she would look in my direction and flash me a smile. I think she knew how captivated I was. Spencer cut the performance short when he said, "Ok babe I'm ready to fuck."
