Claire put her arms around me as I cried. She didn't ask any questions, she didn't say anything. She just held me while I sobbed my heart out. And really, I had no idea even why I was crying, it was more the emotional impact of everything over the last three weeks finally catching up and hitting me all at once. It was a while before I stopped, sniffled and wiped my eyes.
"You okay now?" Claire asked. "Want to stay out here a while or go inside?"
"Inside," I sniffled again. "I feel better now."
Crying had definitely been some kind of an emotional catharsis. I felt much better as we slipped inside, tiptoeing downstairs to the bunkroom in the basement where Claire and I usually slept when I came over. Her parents preferred us down there when I slept over. We didn't disturb them when we were talking late or watching movies. In the bunkroom, I pulled a clean t-shirt and panties from my bag and changed, getting ready for bed while Claire headed to the bathroom, "I need a shower" flung over her shoulder.
Well, she'd done far more than I had in the truck. I followed her in to wash my face and clean my teeth. I could still taste just a hint of Brad though, even after I'd finished scrubbing. I lay in bed just enjoying that faint background taste in my mouth. Claire turned the light off when she came back and slid into the bed with me, not hugging or anything but just sharing the bed the way we always did when I stayed over. Tonight, as it almost always was, her presence was comforting, I reached out and found her hand, held it in mine, squeezed. She squeezed back.
"Thanks Claire."
She giggled then. "I didn't know you gave such good blowjobs Hayley, I didn't think you and Steve had gotten that far. You should've seen Brad's face, he looked like he was in heaven."
I felt a bit shocked that she'd been watching us that closely. We'd never double dated before and I'd never given Steve a blowjob with anyone watching. Although of course I'd gone and let Joe fuck me while Steve watched. And vice versa for all of a couple of minutes but that had been different from my best friend watching me. I mean, I'd been aware of Claire and Mike in the front seat, drawn my own conclusions as to what they were doing from the noises they made but I hadn't looked. Not that I was doing anything except kneeling down in front of Brad with my back to the front anyhow. Claire giggled. She must have felt my surprise.
"He did?" I thought about that. I hadn't seen his face at all when I'd been sucking him off, my face had been buried in his lap right up until he finished coming in my mouth. After that, he'd just looked satisfied.
"Hayley, he was in heaven, trust me. You have to teach me how to do it like that."
Now I was smiling. Claire had always been ahead of me with guys, having her compliment me made me feel much better. "Well," I said, almost shyly, "he asked me out on a date next Friday." I don't know why I felt shy about that, I'd just given him the best blowjob of my life in front of Claire. What was I being shy about for gods sake?
"God Hayley, I am just sooooo jealous now." She giggled and I knew she wasn't at all, she was just happy for me. "And I'm sooo glad you guys hit it off."
Now it was my turn to smile. Brad definitely liked me enough to ask me out again. This was good. On the other hand, I didn't want to talk about Steve, time to change the topic and get Claire talking before she asked. Once she got going, she was impossible to stop, which could be maddening but right now I saw that little quirk of hers in a far more favorable light.
"Hey, I didn't know you and Mike ... you know ...?"
She didn't giggle this time. It was more of a love-stuck sigh. "Mmmmm."
"Since when? You didn't tell me?" Mind you, I hadn't told her about what had happened with Steve and Joe either, but that was different. Wasn't it?
"Well, it seemed kind of very personal, I was going to tell you..."
I giggled. "And then instead of telling me you just did it with Mike in the front seat tonight while Brad and I were in the back making out. I could hear you guys you know."
It was Claire's turn to giggle. The darkness somehow made me feel bolder so that I asked what was topmost in my mind right then. "What was it like, riding his cock and watching me doing Brad?" I was curious. I'd never watched anyone else. I'd been watched of course, twice now. That was kind of embarrassing when I thought about it.
Claire went off on a tangent. "Remember back a couple of years ago when we found that DVD collection of my Dad's?"
"Yeah." That particular memory made me smile. I did remember and it was more than a couple of years ago. We'd been using her Dad's home office for research for some school assignment and we'd found a whole collection of pornographic DVD's stashed away at the back of the bottom draw of his desk. I think we'd actually been looking for a cartridge to refill the printer but it was so long ago I wasn't sure anymore. Claire's parents had been out for the evening and instead of working on that assignment, we'd spent the entire evening flipping through pornographic DVD's.
I still couldn't believe some of the images I'd seen that evening. They were burned indelibly into my memory. I'd been shy and a bit embarrassed to start with, we both had been, but it had been impossible to stop watching them. Next time we looked for them they were gone, but between ourselves, we'd referred to them off and on ever since. For two young teenage girls, they'd been, how do I put it? "Educational" was the word that sprang to mind.
"I always liked that one with the two guys and the two girls, there was that asian girl and a blonde girl, just like you and me," Claire murmured, and I could feel her moving in the bed, her hand leaving mine. "How they watched each other." She was breathing faster. "It was like that tonight, sitting on Mike and watching you with Brad. I loved seeing you give him a blowjob, it was so exciting to see you two while Mike was doing me. And Brad's cock looked so big."
"Yeah, it was way bigger than Steve's," I breathed.
"Bigger than Mike's," Claire added. Then, "have you and Steve ever?"
"Yeah." I didn't add any more details.
"Are you going to with Brad?"
"Ummm, maybe, I'm not sure." I was being honest. I mean, I didn't plan to just do it with Brad on our second date.
"I liked that one with the two guys and the girl, too," she said. "Remember that one." I could hear her breathing faster. I was too.
"Yeah, I do, she was Japanese I think." Asian anyhow, black haired like me, small like me, with small breasts and nipples that were the same reddish brown as mine. And she'd shaved herself between her legs, just like I had. Or maybe it was the faded memory of that DVD that had caused me to shave myself without any conscious memory?
Claire giggled. "That was the one. Remember how she was on her hands and knees sucking one guy while the other guy was fucking her from behind." I did, all too well. That had been my favorite. "I'd love to do it like that." She was panting.
I giggled, but I was getting wet thinking about it. I slipped a hand inside my panties rubbed my clitoris gently, teasing myself. "You could ask Mike maybe?" I was thinking about Joe, about how I'd sat on Joe and how Steve had moved me up and down on him and how excited I'd been. Was that how I'd looked, like that Japanese girl in that DVD?
"Oh god Hayley," Claire was playing with herself. I could hear little wet sounds in the darkness. "I couldn't, I just couldn't ask him, but I'd like to do that, imagine it. I love doing it for Mike on my hands and knees, imagine it with two guys."
I could, all too well and my fingers slipped down, one sliding inwards between my slippery lips, swollen and excited and so very wet now and my fingers moved easily, so that I was making the same faint, wet sounds that I could hear coming from Claire.
"Are you?" she gasped.
"Yes," I gasped back. "Are you.?" My nipples were hard now, swollen and aching.
"Yes."
"I'd like to see you do that." I was breathing faster, my fingers moving more rapidly. "I'd like to see you playing with yourself." I was blushing as I whispered, but I did, I wanted to see her, to watch her like she'd watched me, like Steve had watched me. Claire didn't say anything but I could hear her moving faster. I reached up and pulled the duvet down, all the way down, just like Joe had done to Steve and I. In the dimly illuminated room I could see her lying on her back, her legs wide apart. She wasn't wearing any panties and her t-shirt, the one she'd worn to bed, was rolled up under her armpits, exposing her breasts. I rolled over and propped myself up on one elbow, looking down at her, at her full round breasts and the sparse curly fuzz of her pussy, which I knew was the same color as her hair.
Her hair, her beautiful naturally red hair that I liked so much, that surrounded her head like a halo as she turned to look at me, her green eyes almost luminous in the dimness. "Would they take turns fucking me?" she gasped.
I didn't even have to think. "God yes," I whispered, "they'd start with you on your back and they'd take turns with you, fucking you with their big hard cocks and doing this to you at the same time." Lowering my mouth, giving in to temptation, I lightly brushed one of her nipples with my lips as I played with myself, as I teased myself.
Her mouth opened wide as she looked at me and for a moment I thought she would object. "Again," she moaned softly, "do that again Hayley ... suck on it!"
Hesitantly, I lowered my head again, found her nipple with my lips, small and hard, slid my tongue over and around it as my mouth closed on her breast and sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue backwards and forwards and around while I felt her hands working away, both of them between her legs, making soft wet noises. When my mouth lifted from her she moaned softly, arching her back, looking up at me.
"What would they do next?"
The excitement in her voice made my heart beat faster. I smiled, took my hand away from myself and moved it to rest on top of hers, feeling her movements as she fingered herself, hearing the wet squelching noises her sex was making as her fingers moved inside herself.
