Dawn's Adventures

Dawn's Adventures Chapter 3

Author's note: Welcome to Chapter 3 of my stories. It has been quite some time since I finished and published chapter 2 and I want to thank everyone for their patience. COVID, new job, and some life changes threw me for a loop. Also, this is not as easy as I thought it would be. The authors that can crank out stories regularly have my utmost admiration. Also, I do welcome any an all comments and criticisms. I hope you enjoy my latest installment.

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I awoke the next morning, alone, in Kim and Al's bed. I had to remind myself that this was not a dream.

I could hear the shower running so I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom. The way their shower is constructed, I could not tell if it was either Kim or Al in there. At this point I assumed neither one of them would care if I joined. I rounded the corner and saw Al's back and bare ass. I tiptoed up behind him and reached around and grabbed his cock and balls in my hands. He let out a slight yell of surprise before turning to see it was me.

"Dawn, you scared me!"

"I didn't think you would mind if I joined you," I said as I kissed him lightly on the lips.

He turned to face me while reaching down and grabbing my ass and pulling me tightly to his body. My tits were pressed against his chest, and I could feel his chest hair on my nipples. We kissed deeply again, and his cock started to rise. His hands found their way to my tits, massaging, fondling, and playing with my nipples.

"I'm a little sore this morning," I said after breaking our kiss. "Is a blow job ok?"

"Really would love to fuck you again but, I will always take a blow job."

I smiled and dropped to my knees and pulled Al's cock between my lips, letting my tongue slide across its dripping surface with determined strokes. I looked up into Al's eyes, seeing him smile as my tongue flicked across his wrinkled balls and stiffening dick.

It didn't take long, not long at all, before Al's dick was swelling to full hardness. I began to suck harder with my head starting to bob up and down and my mouth providing a hungry suction.

"Ahhhh, that's it, Dawn," he murmured with his approval, using his hands to massage my head urging me on. "Yeah, oh Christ you know how suck dick! Give it to me babe, give it to me good..."

I began to move my head faster, bobbing up and down on the fully engorged shaft of his veiny prick in a sweet abandon of sensation. Within a few minutes, I had him groaning, while gently squeezing his balls and shoving his cock between my lips as they rode up and down his cock even faster.

"Yeah, that's good. Oh, fuck...Faster babe, faster... aaahhh..."

I could begin to feel his balls tighten as he prepared to cum. I could practically feel the fresh load of cum boiling up in his balls and increased my suction with a voracious delight. That was all he could stand.

"Yeah, yeah that's... oh Jesus, I can't take it! You're asking for it. Dawn, and I'm gonna -- ahhhhh!"

Jerking with a suddenness that crammed the full length of his cock down my throat, he let his load of jizz rip loose. His cock exploded and filled my mouth and throat with that delicious sweet and salty cum. I kept sucking until I knew he had emptied his balls into my sucking mouth. Al ran his fingers through my hair, and I let out a muffled moan of pleasure as I pumped my head on his prick with a need to satisfy my lover.

"Muhhhm!" I purred as Al's cum jetted into my mouth, gushing across my tongue in huge globs. Swallowing again and again, I took it all. Each and every blast of cum slid down my throat.

Clutching my head, Al heaved. "You're sucking me dry! Yeah, yeahhhh..." His voice came out in a harsh little chuckle as I mouthed his cock empty, not satisfied until I licked the last tiny droplet from his pisshole. Then I lifted my face, beaming with a wicked smile.

"Well, it looks as if I missed all the action."

I turned my head to see Kim standing there naked and smiling.

"I'm sorry," I said as I was still stroking Al's cock with my hand.

Kim walked over and gave Al a deep kiss while reaching down to fondle his balls as I stroked on his cock.

"He needed some attention this morning," Kim said.

"And I got it, too," Al said with a large smile on his face.

I had stood up by then and the three of us were in a group hugging under the water.

"I've got two beautiful, naked women with me in the shower, after giving me the best imaginable sex a man could ask for!"

I, too, loved every moment of this but the day had to begin. We began to soap each other up and talk about what we were doing that day. I was washing Al's chest and arms, while paying special attention to his cock and balls. I told them that I had to work a double shift at the restaurant today so I would just head home after work. I then felt Kim's hands on my back. I turned my head and smiled at her. I then turned to face her to see if she would continue.

Kim's hands were soft and gentle as she started rubbing soap on my shoulders then down my arms. Kim started to soap my breasts while Al finished washing my back and my ass. Kim caressed and massaged my tits, lightly playing with my nipples. I took the soap from her and started lathering up her front. Kim's large breasts felt lovely in my hands. It was getting too late in the morning for anything more to continue, as disappointing as that was.

We ended the shower, got out, and dried ourselves off. We walked into the bedroom and got dressed. Al in his uniform, Kim in her office attire, and me in some extra clothes I brought with me. I hugged and kissed both before heading home to get dressed for my job.

I pulled into my driveway just as the first hints of morning light began to stretch across the sky. I parked my car and sighed, leaning my head against the steering wheel for a moment. The memory of last night washing over me. No guilt or pangs of regret, just thoughts of where all of this could go.

I stepped out of the car, feeling the coolness of the early morning air on my skin. My house stood quiet and welcoming. As I unlocked the door, the familiar scent of home wrapped around me, grounding me after the fun but exhausting night.

Inside, I slipped off my shoes and walked through the dimly lit hallway toward my bedroom. I needed to get ready for my shift at the restaurant. My job was steady and dependable, and I was proud of the way I had carved out a routine for myself. But today, I was not sure I would be able to contain the feelings from last night.

I pulled on my restaurant uniform and tied my hair into a neat ponytail. With a quick glance at the clock, I realized I had just enough time for a quick coffee before heading out.

I grabbed my keys, feeling a mix of exhaustion and contentment as I prepared to leave.

I arrived at the restaurant and saw Stacy's car in the parking lot. Next to Kim, she was my other best friend and confidant. I walked in and put my stuff under the podium that I used. Stacy was by the bar speaking with Rich, the manager and one of the guys that Stacy was fucking. She saw me and waved. Then she ended her conversation and walked over to me. We hugged and she asked me how my night went.

I took a deep breath and finally just let it out. "Something happened last night with Kim and Al."

She tilted her head, curious but cautious. "What do you mean?"

I bit my lip, then lowered my voice, even though no one around seemed to be listening. "We... I spent the night with them. Like, together."

Stacy's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't say anything right away. She just looked at me like she was trying to process what I had said.

"I know it sounds crazy," I rushed on, "but it wasn't planned, Stacy. We were just hanging out like we always do. We had dinner, had some drinks, and then the conversation got really... intimate. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, we were—well, you know.

Stacy leaned back, looking a little stunned but had a big smile on her face. "Dawn... wow. That's... unexpected."

"Tell me about it," I said, feeling a surge of nerves again. "I didn't think something like this would ever happen. But at that moment, it felt right. Like there was this natural progression. It wasn't weird or awkward. It was... it was really nice."

Stacy was quiet for a moment, and then she leaned in a bit closer. "Okay, but how do you feel about it now? Like, are you freaking out?"

I thought about that for a second. "I don't know. I'm not freaking out, exactly. I mean, I woke up this morning feeling... different. But not in a bad way. Kim and Al were sweet about everything. We talked afterward, making sure we were all on the same page. It wasn't just some careless thing."

Stacy nodded slowly, her expression softening. "So, you're not regretting it?"

"No," I said honestly. "I'm not. It was something we all wanted at that moment, and I didn't feel guilty or ashamed. But I do feel a little unsure about what it means for us to go forward. Kim and I have been best friends for years, and now this adds a new layer to everything."

"Do you think it's going to change things between you and them and, of course, Tommy?" Stacy asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"I don't know," I admitted. "I hope not. We talked about keeping things open and honest, not letting it get weird. But it's hard to say, you know? Feelings are messy."

Stacy reached over and squeezed my hand. "Well, whatever happens, just be true to yourself. If it felt right and you're okay with it, then that's all that matters. But don't be afraid to check in with yourself and with them. It sounds like communication is going to be key here."

I nodded, grateful for her understanding. "Yeah, you're right. I guess I just needed to talk it out with someone who wouldn't judge me."

"Hey," Stacy said, giving me a small smile, "I'm not here to judge. I just want to make sure you're okay."

"I think I am," I said, feeling a little lighter now. "It's a lot to take in, but I feel... okay about it. I just hope things stay that way."

Stacy squeezed my hand once more before letting go. "I'm here if you need me, Dawn. Whatever happens, you've got someone in your corner."

Stacy and I made plans to meet up after work where I would tell her everything that happened.

The rest of my day was uneventful other that Blake, Stacy's college "friend" came to see her. Blake was a sophomore at the local college and had met Stacy when he worked for a lawn care service. He was a good-looking kid, lean and muscular and I could see why she liked him. I did wonder if Rich knew what Stacy was up to when they weren't together.

Stacy and I left work about the same time that afternoon and went to a beach bar where I told her everything.

Kim, Al, and I in the hot tub; Al and I in their house the next day; and everything last night.

"I told you that you should let yourself do what you wanted to do," Stacy said.

I only laughed and told her that she was right.

"So," Stacy asked. "What's next?"

"Well," I said. "I don't want to stop, and they did say that they were hoping that Tommy would join in the fun once he returns."

"Do you think he would?"

"I think so," I replied. "He has always found Kim to be attractive."

"He's right. Al is good looking, too. I'm only surprised you waited this long."

I smiled and said me, too.

"Well, since you have crossed over into this territory, what do you think about me joining you and Al, or the three of you?"

I nearly spit my drink out. "You want to fuck Al?"

"Hell, yes. I'd love to fuck Tommy, too. I just never knew if it was a good idea to tell you that."

"Hmmm. I do know that Al and Kim are very open. I'm pretty sure neither of them would object."

Stacy looked at me a little sheepishly. "And Tommy?"

I laughed. "One step at a time you horny bitch!"

We laughed and chatted about everything before we parted, and each went home.

I had stepped into some new territory, but it didn't scare me, it excited me beyond words. I had decided not to go over to Kim and Al's so that they could have some time for themselves, as well as me having time to myself. I texted them my intentions and they agreed and said that they hoped I would be back soon. I replied that I wanted that, too.

I went home, got undressed, and started my shower. As the warm water hit my skin, a knowing smile played on my lips. Even though I loved Tommy and our life together, it had been a long time since I'd felt so free, so alive.

Al and Kim had always been our closest friends — two people we trusted with our deepest secrets, and confidants that we could, either together or separately, confide in. They were fun and open in ways that made life feel lighter, like anything was possible. Last night was no exception.

I wanted more; I knew I wanted more. I wanted everything Stacy and I talked about. The memory of Kim and Al still made my skin tingle. It wasn't awkward afterward, like I might have feared. Instead, we woke up the next morning with the same easy laughter and comfortable friendship that had always defined our bond. A night with Al and Kim, where desire and friendship had blended into something extraordinary.

I awoke the next morning after sleeping in some to my phone ringing. It was Rich at the restaurant asking if I would come in and cover the lunch shift for my counterpart because she had an emergency visit to the dentist.

I said that I would and dragged myself out of bed to get ready.

I got to the restaurant and went to my station to get it ready for the day. 11 am hit and the early lunch customers started to file in. Around 11:30, Blake came in with Ryan.

Blake was usually alone when he came to see Stacy but brought his buddy Ryan along. I had gotten to know both well since Stacy had started to mess around with Blake.

Blake is a 20-year-old college student with a lean, athletic build, standing around 6 feet tall. He has short, dark brown hair that's neatly styled, with light stubble on his face, giving him a casual yet mature look. His eyes are a sharp blue, and he often wears simple, comfortable clothing like T-shirts and jeans, paired with sneakers, reflecting his active lifestyle.

Ryan, also 20, has a slightly shorter but muscular frame, standing about 5'10". His light blond hair is a bit longer and curly, often swept back messily, and he has green eyes that stand out against his fair skin. Ryan usually sports a laid-back style, preferring hoodies, cargo pants, and skate shoes, giving off a carefree, easygoing vibe.

"Hey Blake, hey Ryan" I said. "I don't think Stacy is coming in today.

"I can see that, now," he said with a disheartening tone.

He didn't know what I knew about he and Stacy so I could tell he was hoping to see her and get laid.

"Are you two here to eat?" I asked.

"Not really," Blake said. "We were wanting to go to the beach today and wanted to see if Stacy would go with us."

"A trip to the beach sounds like fun," I said. "I haven't been in a while."

"Would you like to go with us?" Ryan asked.

I thought about it for a second and thought why not?

"I think I would like that. I have about another hour to cover and then I can run home to get my stuff. Would you guys like to meet me here and we can head over after?"

They both nodded and said sure. They left to go get their stuff for the beach.

I worked until Kayla arrived from her dentist's appointment. I found Rich and told him that I was out and then headed to my house to change.

I stood in front of my closet, running my fingers along the edge of my bikini drawer, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. I knew that Blake really wanted Stacy to go and was probably hoping to fuck her, maybe with Ryan.

I finally pulled out the bikini I'd been saving for a day like today. It was tiny—maybe too tiny—but perfect for the heat wave we'd been having. The light blue fabric shimmered slightly, and I figured it would look great against the backdrop of the sun and sand.

I slipped it on, adjusting the straps as I turned in front of the mirror. The top was barely there, but it fit perfectly, and the bottoms... well, they left little to the imagination. I paused for a second, thinking about Blake and Ryan. The events with Kim and Al had opened me to new possibilities. I wanted to see if I could tease the boys enough and see where it went. I have no doubt that they were going to try and get Stacy into bed. I didn't know if they would try that with me, but I was going to find out.

I grabbed my bag, tossed in the essentials—sunscreen, towel, my sunglasses, and a speaker for music. I slipped on my flip-flops and headed downstairs, already picturing the warm sun on my skin and the sound of waves crashing in the distance.

I took a deep breath and thought about where this might go. It didn't hurt that they were both good-looking, Blake with his short, dark brown hair and playful grin, and Ryan with his light blond curls and laid-back vibe.

I threw on a light top, wrapped a cover around my waist, and headed to my car. I drove over to the restaurant and found the boys there waiting for me.

I got out and waved them over.

Ryan spoke first, his eyes widening slightly as he and Blake walked over, but then he broke into an easy smile. "Well, look who's ready for the beach," he teased.

My covers were very see through.

"Hey, gotta dress the part, right?" I said, feeling a bit more confident now that I am out here.

Blake gave me a once-over and grinned. "Dawn, you're gonna turn some heads today."

"Oh, I highly doubt that" I shot back with a wink.

I slid into the driver's seat, adjusting the straps of my bikini one last time. Blake and Ryan hopped into the car a few seconds later, both grinning as they took their spots—Blake in the passenger seat, Ryan in the back.

"Are you even wearing a bikini?" Blake asked with a smile as I turned the key in the ignition. He gave me a playful look, his eyes darting down for just a second before he grinned wider. "You're definitely going to be the most popular person on the beach."

I rolled my eyes but couldn't help laughing. "Maybe that's the plan," I teased, giving him a quick glance before pulling out of the parking lot.

Ryan leaned forward from the backseat, resting his arm casually over the headrest. "If anyone tries to steal your attention, we'll have to intervene," he joked, his tone light but with a bit of mischief behind it.

"Yeah, I can just imagine the two of you as my bodyguards," I said, smiling at the thought.

Ryan laughed, leaning back.

Blake reached over to adjust the air conditioning vent, pointing it more towards me, trying, I thought, to see if he could make my nipples stand up. "Speaking of attention," he said, "you might want to be careful at stoplights. You're kind of killing it in that bikini."

I shot him with a playful look. "I think you're exaggerating," I said, though I could feel a blush creeping up. I was confident in my outfit, but the attention from these two was a little extra.

Ryan chimed in from the back. "He's not wrong, Dawn. You're setting a high bar for beach fashion today."

It was close to a 30-minute drive to the beach we wanted to go to. The banter was easy, and I knew they were just being playful. I could feel their eyes on me every now and then as I drove, but it seemed more like the way you'd tease a friend than anything serious or maybe I was just thinking that. Still, there was a flirty vibe in the air, and I didn't mind it. It added to the excitement of the day.

As we got closer to the beach, the conversation shifted. Blake plugged in his phone and started playing music, and soon enough, we were singing along to songs with the windows down, the breeze mixing with the sound of waves in the distance. The beach was just up ahead, and I could feel the anticipation building.