July 1980
The fan in the window hummed in an unsteady rhythm as the small fan over the stove struggled in the heat. Gus tried to get a cross flow of air coming in through the window and sucked out over the stove. It helped a little, but it was still a hot, sunny afternoon.
"Well, I don't know about you guys," Demi announced, all eyes swiveling to her as she stood up from the couch. "But it's hot in here." With a wicked grin, she pulled her shirt up and off, raising her arms straight up, stretching and waggling her cute, perky tits at the group.
"That's better," she said as she threw her shirt at Bob. "Oh, wait," Demi said as she bent forward, her boobs swaying as she pulled her shorts down and off, leaving her in a tiny pair of hot pink panties.
"You are so beautiful, babe," Bob said as he grinned up at her from his end of the couch. She smiled at him, running her hands down her flanks.
"I agree," Samantha said, grinning at Mick as she walked out of the kitchen. Like Demi, she pulled her shirt off and tossed it at him. Bob and Gus hooted and cheered, smiling broadly at both topless girls.
Gus looked over at Lois with one eyebrow raised. "Well?"
She grinned and stood up slowly, then reached a hand down and draped it over his shoulder as she walked around him, hips swaying. Her hand trailed around his neck as she circled him, her other hand dragged her shirt up. It caught under her boobs, lifting them as she continued to pull upward.
Lois stopped in front of Gus as he leaned back, looking up at her with heat pouring out of his eyes, his breath heavy in anticipation.
She pulled her shirt up with both hands. Her boobs fell free and bounced in a satisfying way as the shirt came up and off. She tossed her shirt at Gus, covering his head with it, enveloping him with her scent. He pressed it to his nose and inhaled deeply, making the others laugh.
She twirled around and faced the group, pushing her tits together from the sides, and slowly moved her hips back and forth to the music playing on the stereo. She was wearing Gus' favorite, thin shorts. They were soft and clung to her, accentuating her curves, and he especially loved the camel toe she sported when they rode up.
Gus pulled her shirt off his head and saw her butt swaying inches from his face. He leaned forward, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back. Hooking his fingers under the waistband of her shorts, he tugged at them until they pooled around her feet, leaving her clad only in her sheer, pale panties.
Lois giggled and pushed her ass back at him, and squealed as he noisily kissed first one cheek, then the other. She arched her back, pushing against his lips. His tongue ran over her ass as his fingers pulled together the material that hid them, gathering it along her butt crack.
"Atta girl!" Demi cheered her friend on. "Make him kiss your ass!" The room erupted in laughter and cheering. Demi sauntered over and put her hands on Lois' shoulders, leading her away a few steps.
A long rock ballad had just started on the radio that was favorite with teens as it provided over eight minutes of uninterrupted music perfect for making out. Demi and Lois danced together at arm's length to the music. As they moved past the stereo, Lois leaned over and raised the volume, filling the room with the rich, melodic sounds.
All eyes watched as the two curvy females swayed their hips in time to the slow music, their boobs moving with their bodies. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled.
"Woo hoo!" Mick yelled out. "Yeah, girls!"
Gus' cock tightened in his shorts as he watched Lois and Demi dance, their bodies moving to the music with their beautiful tits only inches apart. Memories of the months the three of them spent together, much of that time naked, flowed across his mind.
Demi pulled Lois, and they came together, two nearly naked, beautiful women pressed together. A bolt of lust shot through him, and he jumped up, flung his shirt off, and bounded over to the girls.
They opened their arms as he approached, drawing him in, then pulling on each other, sandwiching Gus between their two topless bodies. Gus felt Demi's boobs press on his back as he pulled Lois tight against his chest.
"I missed this," he said in a soft voice as he looked over his shoulder and smiled at Demi. He turned back to Lois and kissed her, their tongues dueling as his hands kneaded her ass. She moaned and pushed back at him as he ground his hard dick against her belly.
Demi ran her hands down along his side and rested on the top of his shorts. Looking around his shoulder, she said to Lois, "We need to get rid of this."
Lois' eyes went down, settling on Demi's fingers as they moved between his skin and clothes. With a grin, Lois unbuttoned his shorts, loosening them, and the two girls quickly pulled them down his legs.
Lois kneeled in front of him, pulling and helping him to step out of them. She flung them off to the side, then looked up. Demi's hand was inside his underwear, stroking his stiff cock. With a grin up at the blonde, Lois stood and pulled herself to Gus, arching her butt back enough for Demi to continue to work on Gus' hard dick.
Gus wrapped an arm around Lois and kissed her. Her arms went around his neck as his other hand moved back, gliding along Demi's warm flesh on the side of her hip. His fingers moved, finding the top of her panties, and slipped underneath.
Countless memories of touching her this way guided his hand as it moved along her stomach, then down to the sparse, soft hairs that grew above her pussy. She spread her legs as her hand moved more rapidly up and down his cock.
His fingers moved down, curling under her mound and tracing a path between her sodden lips.
"I missed this, too," Demi said into his ear.
One of his fingers poked up as he pulled it back, finding her entrance and wiggling inside up to his second knuckle. Her hips rotated and jerked as he moved around her most sensitive parts, re-familiarizing himself with her tender, luscious body.
His hand moved, keeping some measure of time to the music as he fingered her, spreading her wetness around.
Lois looked around his shoulder and saw Demi's face, eyes closed and a small smile on her lips. Looking back up at Gus, she grinned. "What are you doing to her?"
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, then kissed her. "Just saying hello."
"Just hello, huh?" She reached a hand around his waist and followed his arm, her hand moving over the top of her panties and feeling how his fingers were moving against the taller blonde.
"I love how he says 'hi'," Demi said as she laid her head against his back.
"I see you're getting reacquainted with our old friend," Lois said as she looked down between herself and Gus, seeing Demi's hand in his underwear, moving up and down.
Gus twitched as his hand went up and held Lois' large, warm boob, pinching her nipple and squeezing her.
Lois looked over at the couch as they turned. Sam was watching them, her face red and her boobs heaving with each breath. One of her hands was moving over Mick' upper leg, and the other seemed to be between her clenched thighs.
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Samantha felt herself heating. She gazed at the three nearly naked people dancing only a few feet in front of her. As they slowly moved in lazy circles, their hands came in and out of view, and Sam could not see exactly what they were doing to each other. After a few moments, it was clear Gus had at least one finger inside Demi. Sam saw the way her butt clenched when Demi's back was to her.
Demi was stroking Gus, too. Sam saw her arm moving rhythmically against him, even though she couldn't actually see his dick. Gus' attention to Lois' boobs as he kissed her made her want Mick to pay her some attention. Her pussy twitched and leaked as she watched the trio move as one.
Demi's moan brought Sam's attention back as her eyes focused on the shapely blonde pressing herself against Gus' back. The three turned, and Sam glimpsed Gus' cock when Demi stopped stroking him. Her hand released him and went to Lois' hip, clutching her tightly, her fingers pressing into the smaller girl's flesh.
Gus' dick stood between him and Lois, its tip pressing into the shorter girl's abdomen as his hand moved inside Demi's panties. Sam saw Gus speed up his assault on the blonde's pussy as Demi's hips rocked, then shook violently for several moments.
A low, deep moan announced Demi's orgasm. Sam sat, staring as Gus' fingers slowed, then stopped moving for a few moments, before gently palming her pussy. Sam watched as Demi hung onto Gus, her body heaving as her breath came back under control.
Never had Sam watched another person have an orgasm, not counting the few guys she'd had sex with. To sit and watch it, without being involved, had turned her on more than she could have imagined, and her pussy ached to be touched, fingered, and fucked.
She needed some attention. Now. But not just any attention. She wanted to do something really sexy. Something way outside her comfort zone.
Her eyes drifted over to Bob as he reclined on the other end of the long couch. He was smiling as his hand slowly moved over his noticeably stiff cock, still covered by his shorts. A wave of lust and heat swept through her, steeling her resolve to try something new, and hopefully a little naughty.
Samantha looked up at Mick, her brows high, her eyes wide, and a tight, closed grin grew on her face. He smiled down at her. "That got you thinking, huh? Go ahead, if you want," he said, nodding softly to her.
She glanced over again at the trio, swaying and writhing together, then over at Bob, then back up at Mick. He smiled warmly at her. "But only if you want to. It's okay to do things here if you feel like it."
She grinned and nodded. "I want to," she said, then frowned. "Don't be mad at me, alright? I just want to know what it feels like. To be sexy, you know?"
He leaned over and kissed her softly. "I know, and it's okay. We're safe here, all of us." He kissed her again and gave her tit a soft squeeze. "And you are, you know. Very sexy."
Samantha stood slowly, watching the others dance, then looked over at Bob. His eyes followed them, a small smile on his face, his hand idly moving against the large bulge in his shorts.
He turned, and could not keep from staring at Sam's boobs as she walked toward him. She stood before him, looking down into his deep brown eyes.
"Hey," she said in a soft voice. Bob's look of surprise widened as Sam pushed her shorts down, her hips wiggling as she dropped them and lifted first one knee to pull her foot free, then the other. She tossed her shorts onto the couch next to him and cocked her hip to the side, clad only in her sheer panties, her brown bush obvious as she posed for him.
"Wanna dance?" she asked as she extended her hand. Bob had a dazed look as he stood, taking her hand. He looked at Mick, still reclining and smiling widely at the far end of the couch. Mick smiled and nodded at him, waving his hand.
"I'd love to." Bob stood and took Sam in his arms, pulling her against him, and moving to the music.
