Chapter 1
Heather Moore stood in front of the mirror admiring what the past summer had done to her 18 year-old body. Her breasts had really grown since the last school year and her hips were also quite prominently displayed within the bikini she was wearing. The deep tan really looked good on her and she liked how her 36C breasts were now straining against the confines of her tiny bikini top. While Heather still had several weeks before school started, she wanted to make sure that she was noticed.
As she continued to gaze at her reflection, her hands involuntarily started to glide over her golden body. Heather's fingers found the strap on her bikini top and she let it fall to the floor. Then staring at her perfect breasts, she started to pull at her nipples and lost in the moment, she muttered to herself, "Ummmm, that always tingles when I do that."
Still watching herself in the mirror, she amused herself by her own reflection as her hands played with her breasts. Marveling at the changes of her body, Heather's other hand slid inside her bikini bottoms as she began to probe her own sex. Speaking only to herself and with a little girl's giggle she cooed, "Ooooh, I'm so wet".
Heather started to push her finger in and out of her young, teenage snatch and soon, could feel her own body respond. While still standing, her knees bent up and down so that she could ride herself to an orgasm. As she continued to masturbate, her mind flashed by a number of boys in high school as well as a couple of teachers. She imagined their manhood and not her fingers gliding inside of her. Her mind drifted to Mr. Johnson, the shop teacher. She envisioned his stiff pecker invading her hole, and thought about his tongue sliding in and out of her mouth. Those dirty thoughts brought Heather to an immediate climax.
Heather was always boy crazy and she could rattle off the names of all the boys that she thought were cute. She had kissed several of them and had been felt up by a few of them but so far, she had not had sex. Some of her friends had and she envied them. The closest Heather came to sex was when she jerked off Jim Harris till he spewed all over himself and her hand. It was an amazing experience and he was so pleased with her.
Heather thought, Jim is so cute, what girl wouldn't want to have their hands on him? She just loved being caressed and kissed by boys that she was attracted to. Giggling to herself, she realized that she was practically attracted to all of them.
She already knew that boys as well as men were starting to check her out. Even her dad looked at her differently. There was a longing that she could see in his eyes. Harry Nelson, her next-door neighbor hardly missed an opportunity to come by the backyard when she sunned herself and he was already in his fifties! Her long chestnut colored hair and hazel eyes were quite captivating. Heather knew that she favored her mother in physical attributes and was thankful for the genes that had been passed down to her.
Heather retied her top and bounced down the stairs to spend a couple of hours sunning. Her mom and dad had both left for work and she went out the back door and situated herself on the chaise lounge for some early morning sun.
Nearly drifting asleep, Heather heard someone say, "Good morning". Looking up, she covered her eyes from the bright sun and noticed that her neighbor Mark was looking at her from over the hedge. Heather always had a crush on Mark. She always thought of him as such a hunk. He was 19 years old and quite handsome. She loved his black hair with a slight curl, dark eyes and physique. My how she loved looking at his tanned body and muscles he built while working with his father in his landscaping business.
"Hi Mark, thought you'd be back to college by now."
"Nope not for a couple of more weeks. Say I have a couple of friends over visiting, why not come on over and have a cold drink with us?"
Heather was elated. Mark had never shown any interest in her before and she thought he was the most good looking man she ever met. She jumped at the chance.
"Sure, sounds great but maybe I should put something on first".
"No, just come on over", and as his eyes danced over Heather's hot body, he continued, "Trust me, you don't need to change a thing!"
Heather bounded out of her lounge, passed through the gate and was greeted by a broadly smiling Mark.
"Gee Heather, you look great in that suit. Wow, you have really filled out this summer."
Heather blushed but loved the attention.
Mark walked Heather into his back yard where she was introduced to Vince and his girlfriend, Bonnie. Vince's eyes roamed all over Heather's tight, body which did not go unnoticed by Bonnie and the look on Bonnie's face made it quite clear that she was not too pleased with Vince's wandering eyes. Heather was unfazed with Bonnie's reaction and loved the attention of the older boys. Walking up to Vince, and still in nothing more than a revealing bikini, she made sure she pushed her chest out a little to keep his attention on her and not on Bonnie. "Vince, so nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Heather".
Bonnie said nothing.
Bonnie had been dating Vince for the past two years. Vince was attracted to Bonnie for two reasons, she was cute and she put out. Bonnie liked to fuck and Vince was cute and was nice to her. Mark was Vince's best friend and Bonnie really liked being around him as well. Recently, Bonnie and Mark's relationship had also changed into something more than just friends. Just like Heather, Bonnie thought Mark was a stud too and she loved fucking both her boyfriend Vince and his best buddy, Mark.
That had all started a few weeks back, as Mark, Vince and Bonnie were supposed to go to a party together but Vince was sick so Mark picked up Bonnie and promised his buddy that he would get her home as well. What changed is that when Mark dropped Bonnie off at the end of the evening, she left his car with a pussy full of his cum.
Since that party, Bonnie would spread her legs or lips for Mark any chance she could. They would fuck, suck, kiss or Mark would feel her up anytime they had a moment where Vince was not around or occupied.
However, what Bonnie didn't know is that not only did Vince know about their relationship but he also wasn't really sick a couple of weeks back. He had a date with a different girl and he told his best buddy Mark, "Go ahead and bone her if you have a chance." Since that time, the two buddies chatted openly about what was going on. It was a bit of a game between them
To Bonnie's chagrin, both young men were very talkative with Heather and she was being ignored while this little bitch was getting all of the attention. She really wanted to get a tumble with one of her young men but now, she just felt unappreciated by both of her suitors.
Mark was a little unsure of what he was going to be able to get away with in regard to his intentions with Heather. He thought, "She may only be in high school, but damn she is hot!" Mark wanted to fuck her and was going to make every effort to do so.
Mark thought, "Heather's body has certainly changed from when they moved into the neighborhood 5 years ago". In fact, until only recently, Mark hardly ever noticed Heather at all. Instead, he always focused on her mom. Ever since the Moore's moved in next door, Mark had always fancied Heather's mom. Mark would hide out in the backyard and spy on Mrs. Moore any time she went into the backyard to sun or to work in the garden. He often went next door to help her with her gardening, using his experience as a landscaper as an excuse for being there. Mrs. Moore always worked in the garden in either a bikini top or halter and Mark got as many peeks at her cleavage as he could. Mark would spend countless times jacking his cock off while thinking about Mrs. Moore's hot body. Now with Heather standing just a few feet away he couldn't get over how much Heather looked like a younger version of her mom. "She is young but maybe she is willing", he thought.
In order to improve his odds, Mark said, "Hey, everybody, want to do a couple of bong hits?"
