This is a work of fiction. The main characters were written as at least 18 years old, and have no connection to real people. The action is slow to build, and this chapter does not include actual intercourse. There is a good bit of playing though. Thanks to a very helpful editor, The Seeker, for your input and suggestions!
Please let me know what you think, and if you have ideas on where future installments should go. Please do enjoy!
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The following true story took place in 1996. Rick was a smart, laid-back, and responsible 24 year old. He was about average height, pretty fit, but wasn't quite as successful with women as he would like. After high school he had dreams of moving off to college and conquering the world, but money and family issues kept him in his home town. His Aunt and Uncle lived nearby and had two daughters a little younger than Rick. He was over there a lot as their families were pretty tight.
Not long after Rick graduated, his uncle Mark passed away, which is why he decided to stay in town working for a few years. He'd stop by their house to help his Aunt Shirley with the house, and to hang out with his younger cousins. Sarah was now a senior at his high school, and Angel was a sophomore.
Physically, the sisters were beginning to cause Rick some heartburn. Sarah, the oldest had started blossoming a while ago, and was taking on the sleek shape of a daily swimmer. Angel was low on curves, but she more than made up for that with attitude. She was always saying something lewd or suggestive, causing both Rick and Sarah to blush and find a way to retreat. She seemed to get off of it.
One particular afternoon his cousins were sunbathing when Rick stopped by. Their house happened to have a nice in-ground pool. He was supposed to help his Aunt hang a large picture when she got home from work, and the plan was to swim for a while before hand. Of course he'd never completely overlook a woman in a swimsuit, and Sarah being spread out on her lounge chair was a welcome sight.
The three of them had developed a very relaxed and playful relationship. Rick confidently tossed him bag pack onto an empty chair between the two of them, which neither girl acknowledged.
"What's up, sluts?" Rick quoted his new favorite movie, Clerks, which the three of them had recently watched.
"All summer with that, huh?" Angel, the freshman, snapped back. Rick chuckled as he expected her to say something and he did enjoy giving her shit every now and then.
Both girls were lying on their stomachs, propped up on elbows, reading magazines. Rick instinctively took notice of their backsides. Sarah had been filling hers out nicely the past few months. He sat and began digging in his bag just as Sarah raised herself and rolled onto her back.
Rick was about to jump in the pool, when he noticed the waistband of her bottoms were sitting very low at the moment. He doubted if it was on purpose, maybe it happened when she changed positions. Either way, the waist band was so low it almost exposed her mound. Thinking quickly he put on his shades, and sat back in the lounger to "rest" for a bit.
Sarah's hip bones shown prominently at her midsection. He noticed seductive dips where the bikini fabric didn't touch her skin, leaving shaded gaps that lead his eyes into the normally very protected chasm. His perspective happened to be perfect, providing a rare view down into the darkened area just below her waistband.
A minute later, Sarah's raised a hand and brushed at her belly button. Then moving down to the waistband, grabbing it and lifting the fabric an inch or so off of her skin, only to release and brush at some itch there, and then fall back to rest at her side. Rick's heart skipped a beat as he intently watched, and was treated to a quick view of her fine pubes. He thought she might pull the waist band higher to a more normal position, but she didn't.
He continued looking from behind his shades, his mind racing around cataloging this scenario, and before he knew it, Rick found himself with a full erection. It took him all of 3 seconds to get to his feet, swivel his obscene crotch away from the girls view, and very ungracefully dive into the 6 foot deep end.
Angel was startled awake by the commotion and splash, and glared at him when he surfaced. Then she got up and walked over to the ladder to join him.
"See Rick, normal people walk to the fucking ladder." Angel growled with a pleasant smile on her face.
"Dude, you're ninth grade right?! Yet you have the bitchiness of a college senior. Kickin ass, little Angel."
Sarah laughed, listening to the interaction without looking.
"Yeah, just a Freshman, which makes it even more sad that I've had more dates than both of you." She shot back.
"Ha Ha, I don't think being driven to the park to get groped for a few minutes before curfew, is really a date." Rick said, which caused Sarah to lean forward, mouth agape toward Angel, pulling her shades down.
Angel looked at him stunned, saw Sarah staring at her, and shoved as much water as she could toward his face.
Rick smiled and submerged just as the water hit him.
"Angel! You're gonna get a..." Sarah started, but was cut off.
"What am I gonna get? A social life? A boyfriend?" She looked calm but both of them knew she was pissed.
"You'll end up with a shit reputation, that's what!" Sarah countered
"Yeah, we've talked about that; I get it. But --- your opinion can only matter so much when you've never been with a boy." Angel hesitated, but went in for the kill.
Sarah huffed, and threw an empty water bottle at her, which Angel dodged.
"I've had fun out there—plenty of times!" Sarah defended herself
"Call me when you've touched a dick." Angel quickly retorted with a cool smirk, and continued "Even Rick here is getting laid. I heard he's been over Rachel Mathew's house a few times."
Rick and Sarah both looked at each other, and then Sarah's gaze fell to her waist.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I implore you!" Rick moved in to calm the atmosphere.
