[This is story is a stand alone read, but reading Brianna: Pool Time first will fill in some background. This is a work of fiction. It is also an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. The story is fantasy and as such, it may or may not totally conform to reality. With some occasional historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]
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"Oh my God! They're naked. And, uh, they're doing it. They're fucking!"
I stood in shocked disbelief, my eyes bugging and my mouth wide open. Julie's reaction was the same as mine, but not for long.
Rebounding quickly, she asked, "Well, Bree, are you going to be greedy and hog him all to yourself?"
Bree just giggled and smiled.
Jed looked a little abashed but smiled and said, "Welcome to the party."
I just stood rooted to the spot with my shocked and horrified look, my hand covering my mouth. I couldn't move. I wanted to, my innate shyness screamed at me to, but I simply could not move. But neither could I look away.
Allow me to back track just a bit. Earlier, Julie and I had decided to go over to Bree's house for an afternoon of girl talk. We had opened the gate in the tall basket weave fence that surrounded the side and large rear area of Bree's back yard and in ground pool.
As we exited the side yard and entered the back, we stumbled on the scene of Bree and the next door neighbor boy, Jed, on their hands and knees, fucking doggie style. I say boy, but Jed was twenty, one year older than me and two years older than Bree and Janet.
I continued to watch in fascinated horror but with an irresistible and growing interest.
As Julie quickly stripped down to just her thong with her boobs bouncing, Bree asked, "Well, Janet, are you going to continue to just stand there and stare or are you going to join us?
I spluttered incoherently as I just couldn't find my voice. Ted answered for me. "Janet, you just join in whenever you're ready--or not, as you choose."
With a muted, pop, Bree pulled free of Ted's penis and it flopped out still semi-hard. I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was fat, long, and dripping their combined juices.
Bree chided me, "Like what you see, Janet? I know Julie does."
"Yeah, I sure do. Let me at it," she said as she whipped off her thong.
Julie quickly dropped down in front of Ted and immediately went to work with her mouth, cleaning up his penis. Bree was still on her hands and knees, facing Ted and Julie with her ass pointed directly at me. I kept looking from Bree's oozing pussy to Julie's penis filled mouth.
I was wearing shorts and a halter top over a thong and bra, of course. Before I realized what I was doing, my hand slipped inside my waist bands and was rubbing my own pussy, with some vigor. My other hand was over top of my halter, rubbing my boobs. In all my nineteen years I'd barely done anything like that in private, let alone in public.
My first realization of what I was doing came when Bree looked my way over her shoulder and said, "Thata girl, Janet, we'll get you involved yet despite yourself."
I froze in place, one hand on my pussy and the other now inside my halter and bra. And then I turned beet red. At that point, my shy nature won out and I fled around to the side of the house out of sight.
Bree called out, "I'm sorry, Janet. Please, don't go, come back."
For the moment, I just leaned my forehead against the house and let out one choking sob and then another. I could hear the sounds of sex coming from the others by the pool. New moans and squeals of renewed activity. Oh God, how I wanted to join them and yet, at the same time, flee as fast as my legs would carry me.
I was desperately horny but could barely admit that to myself. I was a virgin. My dates were few and far between. A good night kiss at my door was the most I had ever done with a boy. But the spreading wet spot in my crotch was trying to tell me something. Jeeze, my sex felt like it was on fire.
Tentatively, I gathered my courage and peeked around the corner. Julie was on her back, legs raised with knees on either side of her head. Ted was stroking into her sex with long, slow movements. Julie was all squeals and moans.
Bree was underneath Ted between his legs. She was alternately licking Julie's labia and Ted's penis when he stroked out of Julie. God, I can barely use those words. I for sure have difficulty with the more gutter terms of cock and cunt. I'm a "good girl," not a gutter slut.
My sudden climax and release of sex fluid to soak my crotch made me wonder. The three sex fiends completely ignored me in their sensual frenzy. Damn! My body was crying for sexual release. My mind kept saying no, no, no!
Almost against my will, I found myself slowly shuffling back toward the trio by the pool. Just as I got close, Jed sharply arched his back, shoved his pelvis hard forward, and growled. I assume he just climaxed. Julie screamed and shuddered as if an earthquake had just rattled her. Her climax, I assumed.
Involuntarily, I soaked myself a second time. Now my thong and shorts were really drenched for all to see. I turned beet red again.
Bree intoned, "Hey girl, welcome to the game. I see you're finally ready, and then some."
I nearly died on the spot.
Ted and Julie, coming down from their high, turned and grinned at me like a pair of Chessie cats. God, but I was sorely embarrassed. I half turned to flee again but...
With another loud pop, Julie pulled off Ted's penis. I had to turn back to look. His penis didn't look very deflated to me.
"Oh, God, that felt so terrific, Ted."
Ted just grunted. Bree took his penis and licked it clean. Julie had come over to me and hugged me in a tight embrace. I tried but failed to stifle a sob. Her hands rubbed my back. "It's ok, Janet, it's ok. This is what we were made for, honey."
