Chapter 6
High school graduation is both an ending and a beginning. I was glad today was the end of high school, and thanks to the Greens, it was going to be the start of something different and greater. My biggest regret was that it meant only a few short months, almost weeks, before I had to head to Massachusetts and Mandy was off to California. Her mom was right. A long distance relationship was going to be tough. We hadn’t even started, and it was already weighing heavily on both of us.
After today Mrs. Green said I was welcome to come over and spend the night if I wanted, well, not more than a couple times a week. Mandy and I had already planned on spending almost every waking second together. “I have a surprise for you!” Mandy said as she walked up to me while we all milled around, waiting to line up for the processional. We weren’t going to be sitting together, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t wait together.
“Oh? What’s that?”
She grinned. “If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now, would it?” She asked as she wrapped her arms around me. She pulled us together and we shared a long kiss. No one seemed to even notice. We’d become such an item at school that to see us together and not hugging or kissing was unusual. The word had spread like wildfire about my saving her life, and since then the rumors about what we had done, we’re doing, or had happened to me, had run rampant with a life of their own. Just yesterday I heard that I’d had sex with three teachers, at the same time, in the principal’s office, and made all three of them come in screaming orgasms. Of course, it wasn’t true. It was only one teacher, and it was in the chemistry classroom. But it was partly true, and it’s true we weren’t alone, Mandy had been there. It was, after all, for he,r that I did it. She needed that B in chem. I didn’t mind. Miss Alex had always been nice to me, and if fucking her for a few minutes got Mandy the grade she needed, I could live with that.
“No hints?”
“Nope. But I bet you could figure it out with your eyes closed.” I had to admit that narrowed things down considerably. It took me less than thirty seconds to figure out, with my hands, that she was naked under the graduation gown. Not even panties.
“What for?” I asked as I stroked her wet pussy lips under the gown.
“All us girls are gonna flash our tits. But Betsy dared me to go all the way. She’s naked under hers too.”
“Is she going to flash?”
“No. Her mom wouldn’t approve.”
“And yours will?”
She giggled. “Actually, she flashed her boobs at her graduation. So she doesn’t have much room to talk. I think Betsy wants me to flash all my goodies for you.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I know. But it’s kinda fun. Sorta like the time all the cheerleaders did practice without their shorts on, just underwear.”
“Well, don’t think you have to do this for me. I’m happy just getting you naked alone.”
“I know. But you gotta live a little, right?”
“If you say so. Uh oh. Time to line up!”
“You’re coming to our party later, right?”
“I will. I promised Betsy I’d stop at hers. I’ll go there first, okay?”
“I don’t know what you see in her, not after what she did to you.”
“I dunno. Just a softie I guess.”
“Which is part of what I love about you.” She said before giving me another quick kiss “Watch me now!” She called as she walked away.
We lined up, walked in, and all sat down. The speeches were boring, and the presentation of the diplomas took forever. The only thing that livened it up was the six girls that flashed their boobs as they walked across the stage, and of course, Mandy pulling her gown completely apart and flashing her whole naked body. She walked to principal Johnson with her gown flowing behind her, everything exposed, shook her hand and continued across the stage and off, half the cameras in the auditorium taking pictures of her as she did. It was definitely the highlight of graduation.
After the formal ceremony there were lot of pictures with lots of people, many students I didn’t even know, but apparently knew me. I was surprised how many wanted a picture with me either holding their skirt up, holding a boob, or in one case, pulling down her underwear and kissing those lips. I didn’t mind, except it left me awfully turned on.
After I went home to change, I stopped at Betsy’s house. We hugged, and sorta groped each other, until she pulled me to the bathroom, where we masturbated each other to a mutually timed climax. She wanted me to know she would always be there for me if I needed her and that was her way of showing it, not just saying it.
Mandy’s party, on the other hand, was a huge shindig. I was never a big drinker, and after a couple beers it didn’t take Mrs. Green, Rose, long to spirit me away for a wet sensuous kiss while she dropped her panties. She wasted little time getting me out of my pants and into her pussy. She begged me to fuck her quickly, acting as if she were pressed for time, but more than likely just didn’t want to get caught fucking her daughters boyfriend. She sat on the edge of the sink and spread her legs, her dress bunched around her waist while I pushed in and out of her very wet, soft pussy. She made me stroke until we both came, giving me ‘her graduation present’, and then quickly pulling her panties on again to catch all my cum before she pulled me back to the party. It wasn’t until later I wondered what arrangements she’d made with her husband to allow it, or what Mandy would think when she found out. I learned I really shouldn’t drink too much beer.
I guessed latter, what arrangement had been made between Mr. and Mrs. Green, when Chrissy showed up and the two disappeared for about fifteen minutes. I know because I saw Rose checking her watch. Fifteen minutes, almost to the second, they reappeared, slightly flushed and out of breath.
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The next afternoon Mandy’s mom walked into the den, where we were sitting, naked, having just had sex. She was wearing a very sexy little dress that accentuated all the important parts in all the right ways. I couldn’t help but start to get a hardon as she stood in front of us, the skirt was so short on her legs that I could see the pink of her underwear. She smiled slightly as she looked at my growing hardon. “I promised to take Amanda shopping for some items. I don’t see any reason for you to have to go home. In fact, if you’d like to join us you might find it interesting.”
“Um. I bet I would.” I answered as she reached down to press her fingers between her legs while she licked her lips sexily.
“Why don’t you two take a quick shower, don’t be too long though, or I might have to come help you along.” She said as she turned and headed toward the stairs leading up to the main level of the house.
“Okay mom. Give us a few minutes.” Mandy called as she untangled herself from me. “You are so bad, getting a hardon for my mom like that. You know damn well how easily she gets turned on looking at you.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s not like I can NOT get a hardon when she looks like that.” I answered as I followed her, hand in hand, toward the guest bathroom. The two of us showered and dried quickly and then Mandy dressed in a dress that was every bit as sexy as the one her mom had on, with one exception. With a wicked little grin on her face, she reached under her skirt and pulled the panties she had on, down and off.
She and I sat in the back seat of her mom’s car, with my hand between Mandy’s legs and her hand in my pants, teasing each other. It took about half an hour to get to a small strip mall which had a store filled with all kinds of bras, panties and sexy lacy things. I was a little uncomfortable around all that lingerie, being the only guy in the store. I watched Rose look at, hold up to her body and finally select quite a few items, by which time the bulge in my pants was painfully obvious. Mandy was selecting her own choices, and between the two of them my mind was filled with how they would both look in the various outfits.
I’d seen her mom naked, and to be honest she was one hot woman. Not quite as hot as Mandy, but if Mandy grew into what she was, I was not going to be disappointed! After a very short discussion, they decided to model their selections for me, and Rose drew me along by the hand to the changing room area. I sat in a chair at the entrance end of an aisle of curtain door changing rooms. There were two sets of three, facing each other, and one of those fancy three section mirrors, that lets you stand in the middle and see all sides of what you are wearing, at the far end of the aisle.
One item at a time Rose and Mandy put on their selections, starting with something modest. There was another lady in the changing rooms, in the end one all the way down by the mirror. I was surprised when I noticed she decided to leave the curtain part way open, watching Rose and Mandy model for me, but clearly paying much more attention to Rose than Mandy. While she was primarily watching Rose model for me, she was also glancing at me in the mirror. If she could see me, she had to know I could see her. She would occasionally put on a different outfit and step out into the mirror like Rose was doing. But each time she changed, the curtain of her changing room seemed to remain open just a little more.
Rose continued to change outfits, intentionally showing off both herself and Mandy’s incredibly sexy bodies to me, though I didn’t know why. She could do that at home if she wanted to. Some of the bras and panties Rose and Mandy selected were lace and covered everything, and some left considerable amounts of her creamy white breasts showing, one even showing Rose’s nipples and areola over the top of the little half cups. Each outfit seemed to show more and more of each of them, not only to me, but to anyone who might happen to look that way as they stood in the mirror at the end of the aisle. Fortunately there weren’t very many men in the place. Like only one! ME!
The other woman in the changing area was slightly older, modeling very sexy nightwear. Her selections slowly became more and more scanty, and sexy. It seemed like she was trying to build up the nerve to step out in something much more revealing than she had. Rose stepped out of the changing room in a completely sheer bra, and that’s all. Damn did she look sexy! She turned and twisted and bent over, pushing her ass out at me, and then at the mirror. She stood, bent over, her ass pointed at the mirror, fingers teasing and stroking her obviously wet pussy lips, very intentionally making sure I saw everything she was doing. After almost a full minute of the show, it was pretty clear she was hoping I was going to come and join her. I was surprised she’d think of doing that, in such a public place. She finally decided I wasn’t going to get up and join her on my own. She straightened with a little frustrated frown on her lips and turned back to face the mirror.
“Would you mind telling me what you think of this bra?” Rose asked after a few moments. “You’ll have to come feel it though, I want a nice soft one.”
I was pretty sure that if I didn’t go to her, she’d walk right out to me dressed, or undressed, as she was. I got up and walked nervously toward her. I might have been damn turned on, but I still felt awkward walking into the ladies changing room area. I glanced over at Mandy, standing in the now open changing room, wearing nothing but a pair of panties. “I guess she wants you to feel it.” Mandy said softly, standing with her arms across her chest, holding her soft boobs up with her arms so her nipples stuck out at me, a little frown on her face at her mother’s behavior.
“I guess. You think I should?” I asked, starting to feel even more awkward standing in a ladies changing room area, asking my girlfriend if I should feel up her mom. I was half expecting one of the sales ladies to come chase me out at any second.
“I definitely think you should.” Rose said softly as she stood facing me. She reached for my hands and lifted them to her boobs. “Mmmmmmm.” She sighed softly as my hands cupped her breasts. I couldn’t help but squeeze them as she reached one hand to my crotch and rubbed up and down the front of my pants, and the hardon my jeans were trying to hide. “I’m guessing you’ve been enjoying my little show?” She asked in a whisper, both hands now on the front of my pants.
Her fingers fumbed with the snap and zipper until she had them both undone. “Mind if I see just how much you’ve been enjoying checking out my body?” She asked as she pushed the front of my jeans down a few inches, along with my briefs. She exposed my cock and then stepped a little closer while she slid her hands around to my butt and pushed my jeans down in back as well. I stood stunned, not even able to object as she pushed the front down to my thighs again, exposing me even more. She licked her lips seductively as she wrapped both hands around my rock hard shaft.
I heard the woman in the other dressing room, the curtain standing at least half way open, gasp softly. “Damn.” She whispered, stepping toward the mostly open curtain wearing a very sheer little nightgown that was barely long enough to cover the see through panties that didn’t quite hide her hairy pussy.
Rose stepped a little closer to me, guiding my cock toward her pussy lips. She began rubbing my engorged head up and down her wet pussy, stroking her clit with my head as she shifted her feet to spread her legs slightly. “Mmmmmmm. God damn do I want this cock in me!” Rose moaned softly, her strokes with my head pushing further down between her legs toward her tunnel opening.
“Mother? Really? Here?” Mandy asked, sounding a little surprised and miffed at the same time.
“Uh huh. Right here, right now. God I want you to make me come David.” She moaned, rubbing my head between her lips a little harder. “Oh god damn. As much as I like how this feels, I want you to put it in David! I want you to fuck me with this fantastic cock like you did that night. I want to feel you sliding in and out of me until you make me come around you!”
“Mother! You sure you want to do that?” Mandy asked, even more startled.
“It’s alright sweetheart, trust me.” She panted, working my head into her vaginal opening as she backed up, pulling me along with her as she tried to force me into her. She leaned her back against the mirror and arched her back to get me into her and then reached for my hips to pull me toward her. “Oh fuck! Push it in sweetie.” She moaned, pulling my hips harder to drive me deeper into her as we stood in plain sight. “Ohhhhh yes. That’s it. Fuck me. Just fuck me!” She moaned, using both hands now to move me in and out of her. My natural tendencies took over and I squeezed and massaged her soft tits as I started plunging up into her.
“Uh.” I grunted as I thrust hard into her harder. I could see the look on her face and knew she was already growing close to climax, which was a bit of a surprise, considering how short a time I’d been in her.
I’d have thought it would take longer to get a woman teased and ready to climax, but we’d been fucking less than, maybe, three minutes when she groaned, “That’s it. Gonna come. Gonna come sweetie!” Her whole body trembled and shuddered for long moments. “Ohhhhh god I wanted that.” She panted as she held my hips to hold my still rock hard cock, deep in her pussy. I heard another female voice moaning softly and glanced to the cubicle the older woman had been standing in. She was now seated, the panty she’d had on, around one ankle, both knees pushed wide apart as she sat in the small chair in the corner. Her fingers were pushing slowly in and out of her own pussy as she sat staring at us. Her body clearly close to climax.
“I think she needs help.” Rose said, gently pushing me back, forcing my still rock hard cock out of her pussy.
“MOM!” Mandy said, stepping to reach out and grab my arm as Rose pushed me toward the fitting room. “You can’t!”
“I have to.”
“Mom! No! I don’t know what deal you made with daddy, but this isn’t going to be part of it!”
“Oh honey, he’s not going to fuck HER. I am. David is going to finish fucking me.”
“Huh? I don’t get it!” Mandy said in the same confusion I was feeling.
“I’ll explain later. Just let David do it before my climax fades too far. I wanna feel him coming in me when I’m coming.” She turned to the woman and knelt down in front of her. “You ready?” Rose asked, reaching her hand to the woman’s. She looked more than a little hesitant, she actually looked like she was going to refuse. Rose looked at her as she lowered her face between the woman’s legs, and gently stroked her exposed clit with her tongue.
“Oh fuck.” The woman whispered. “I don’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Just let it happen.” Rose whispered as she moved her hand to push two fingers into her pussy. “David. Fuck me. Fuck me hard until we both come!”
I looked at Mandy in confusion. “Go ahead.” Mandy said with an exasperated look and a shrug, not at me, but at her mother. I knelt down behind rose and pushed my still hard dick into her. I slid easily into her recently climaxed pussy, her juices still more than sufficient to keep her lips lubricated as I plunged deep into her.
“Oh fuck yes.” She moaned into the woman’s pussy. She licked up and down the obviously wet slit of the woman on the chair as I started to stroke in and out of her. I might not have understood what was going on, but I was also guy enough to not turn down the invitation, even with my girlfriend standing right there. In and out I thrust, sliding my engorged head all the way into her and then pulling out until I was completely out of her. I used one hand to guide my cock and then thrust it hard into her before slowly pulling out again. It was something I’d read and something that I tried once with Principal Johnson, who seemed to really like it. Rose seemed to really like it too, her moans and grunts accompanying each stroke growing louder.
I was also getting myself close to that perfect point of no return. I pushed in, this time staying in her as I thrust in and out, grunting quietly as my body started to shout that it was ready. I hoped Rose was as well, because I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. In and out I stroked, watching the tits on the woman in front of Rose bounce and wiggle as I thrust into Rose and pushed her face into the woman’s pussy. “Oh damn.” I groaned as my body gave in. I felt the spasm shove my cock deep into Rose and surge a gush of cum deep in her pussy.
“FUCK YES!” she cried as her own climax apparently tipped over the edge with mine.
I held her hips, holding my surging cock deep in her pussy as I came in gushes deep in her, emptying what felt like gallons of cum stored up in the hour long tease she had given me. I panted and knelt there for long minutes before Rose pushed me back with her ass and then stood up, pulling off of me. She knelt down in front of me and wrapped her arms around me, settling her pussy against my softening dick as she sat on my lap while I sat on my bent legs. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me wetly for long seconds before breaking the soft kiss. “Thank you sweetie. I knew you could.”
“Could what?” I panted.
“Make me come again. If I’m going to pay the price, I wanna make sure I get as much from it as I can.”
“Okay mother. Explain!” Mandy said, standing almost naked, with her arms across her bare chest.
Rose looked up at her. “You wanted that new lingerie, right? Well, you just paid the bill for all six sets.”
Mandy looked at her with a shocked look on her face. “MOTHER! You didn’t say that! You just said that you’d buy them for us if I let you tease David. You never said anything about fucking. Hell, I don’t wanna have to suck daddy’s dick again!”
“You won’t have to. I made other arrangements with your father.”
“Other arrangements? I don’t understand.”
“You know my friend Martha? Well, you know your father. He and I made an agreement. I can fuck David as many times as I can convince you to let me. It has to be in public and it has to be with my face between another woman’s legs, not including you. Other than that, I can strip for him and tease him around the house as much as I want. I can even suck and touch him if it’s in public, as in, out of the house. But if I wanna let him fuck me, like we just did, I can, as long as my face is between another woman’s legs. Of course your father gets something out of this. I have to convince one of my single friends to do a strip tease and naked lap dance for him until he comes in them. Nothing too hard. Martha has already agreed to do it the first time.”
“And you just expect me to let David have sex with you any time you want?”
“Of course not honey. In fact, I’m surprised you didn’t stop me this time. No, if I want it, I’m going to have to find your price and buy him from you.”
“And where do you expect to find public places to fuck?”
“You mean like this? Hanna here is the owner. It’s amazing what you can do with a few hundred dollars.”
“Oh shit!” Mandy swore quietly, turning to walk back to the changing room, shaking her head as she went.
“I think that’s your que to get dressed again.” Rose said as she stood up. “By the way. That deal also incudes that you are free to touch me any way you want any time you want any place you want. So if I’m teasing you and you wanna make me come in the middle of the road, well, that’s your prerogative. I’m not allowed to stop you, no matter where it is. All you have to do is have your dick out when you do it.”
“Have my dick out?” I asked as she held a hand out to help me stand up.
“Uh huh. I get to touch it while you’re touching me.” She said as she turned and walked to the changing room across the aisle that Mandy was dressing in.
“This all sounds complicated and awfully damn specific.”
“What the hell do you expect from two lawyers?” I heard Mandy call from the other changing room.
I shook my head and pulled my pants back up, looking at the woman, Hanna. “You knew this was going to happen?”
“Not exactly. She offered me a few hundred dollars to watch her put on a little show for you, and maybe put her head between my legs. I didn’t quite expect all this.”
“I’m used to getting what I want.” Rose said from the other changing room as she pulled the dress she came in, back on.
“And she want’s you!” Mandy said with a frown. “She and I are going to have a little talk about that, someplace away from you. It’s not bound to be pretty and I don’t want you to hear some of the things I might say.”
“Amanda! For shame!” Her mother scolded.
“Oh really mother? The things I’ve heard you say. You swear like a fucking sailor!”
“Only when I’m angry.”
“Uh huh. And you think I’m not? About today? I didn’t think I had to worry about my own mother trying to steal my boyfriend.”
“I’m not stealing him. I’m just borrowing him a little.”
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I started hanging out even more, at Mandy’s house that next day. Her family had a lot more money than mine did, so it wasn’t a surprise that they had an above ground swimming pool in their yard. I was equally unsurprised when Mandy’s friends started showing, all of us lounging around together. It was a little irritating at first, because us meant that I couldn’t just lay around naked with Mandy, and had to keep something on, and Mandy’s request. Her house seemed to be the base of summer operations for the whole cheerleading squad, as well as a few other friends. What did surprise me was how few guys were included. Like NONE! Apparently after what happened with Evan, and what his friends did to me, all the football jocks that used to hang with the girls here were summarily uninvited. Not that I minded, though being the only guy around a bunch of girls did have it’s drawbacks, that being that I was the center of the teasing attention.
Mandy kept a tight leash on me, so to speak, making it plain to the girls that I was off limits. That seemed to last exactly half a dozen days, before one of the girls, I don’t remember which one, suggested that I put the tanning oil on her back. Somehow, putting oil on her back ended up with her suit completely removed with me putting oil, not only on her back side, but her front as well, which of course led another girl to want me to do it to her, and then a third saying it wasn’t fair that I had a suit on while they didn’t. Within half an hour, I was naked, with a raging hardon, rubbing oil on the naked bodies of most of the cheerleading team, with a few exceptions.
Mandy did her best to ensure that my raging hardon was only used in one place, her, though the other girls did their best to push the limits, doing everything in their power to tease me, grab me, try to get my dick between their thighs and even rubbing on their pussies. Mandy did her best to prevent this by making sure that every time it started getting hard, she’d fuck me until I wasn’t. It almost worked. Katie, the most assertive of the group from the overnight stay, waited until I was appropriately hard again, and then had me sit on her legs while I did her stomach and chest. As I rubbed her body with my oily hands, she managed to work my head down between her thighs and into her pussy an inch or so my dick pushing in and out ever so slightly as I rubbed her tits. It didn’t take long before everyone knew what she had done. Seems she’s not very quiet when she climaxes.
I’d like to say that was as just that once, but the girls prevailed on Mandy to finally relent, and allow them to play with me a bit more, and a bit more, and a bit more, until finally, I was pushing my dick into almost all of them, but only while I was applying tanning cream or oil. The girls were NOT allowed to do more than have me inside them, as if I could actually hold still and NOT slide it in and out a little while rubbing their bodies. I wondered how long it would be before that stipulation too went by the wayside.
One night I asked Mandy why she had agreed to this unusual arrangement, and she admitted that when they were dating the jocks, sharing them between each other was pretty common. None of the girls had ever been monogamous, except of course her. None of the other players were allowed to fuck her, though she was required a number of times to suck other guys while Evan fucked their girlfriends, or even sometimes fucked her while she sucked them. It seemed a bit one sided to me. She expressed she didn’t love sharing me, but after what they had all done before, it seemed only fair that she share me with them in exchange for what Evan had required of them.
Every day I was being teased by the girls, and every evening I was being teased by Rose. The first thing Rose did when she walked in the door was to strip in front of me and play with herself until she came, usually kneeling over me, trying to get her pussy as close to my face as she could. Presumably hoping that I’d do something about it. But after having sex with the girls all afternoon, I didn’t exactly NEED to do anything else. It seemed to me that Mister Green failed to account for just how much “showing off” could include, according to his wife’s interpretation. Of course, it might have been that he did know and knew she would push the boundaries. I also couldn’t help but notice that the two of them spent a LOT of time having sex, sometimes in front of us, sometimes not.
By the end of three weeks I was feeling sexed out and was glad that the next day, Saturday, most of the girls had plans to be other places, though Katie was still planning on coming by. Saturday arrived and Mandy and I pulled the pads off two of the lounge chairs and laid them in the shade of the big tree in the back corner of the yard, the two of us laying on the pads, snuggling, since I hadn’t spent the night. I was surprised how comfortable it felt to lay holding her, and how much I missed it when I didn’t spend the night. It was going to be a very long four years!
“Well, you two look comfortable.” Her mom said as she walked across the grass towards us, wearing a very skimpy bikini.
“We are.” Mandy said softly. “I suppose you’re here to interrupt us?”
“Me? Not at all.” She said as she stopped by us. “You two just go right ahead and relax. I’m just going to catch a little sun.”
She stopped only a few feet from us and lay a large beach towel out on the grass in the sun. She stood on the towel and started to spread tanning oil on her body, working it into her arms and then her shoulders and chest. She pulled the bikini top off and dropped it on the towel and began rubbing tanning oil on her breasts and stomach.
“Mom. If you’re trying to tease him into wanting you, you’re gonna have to work a lot harder. He’s already been oiling the girls up all week.”
“He has? Well, then I guess you won’t mind if he does me as well?”
“Cute mom.” Mandy said with a little frown. “You’ve been teasing the shit out of him all week. Why don’t you just come out and say you wanna fuck him again?”
“Alright. I wanna fuck him again.” She said. “Does that mean you’ll let me?”
“No, but at least you’re being honest.” Mandy answered her.
“So, what would it take for me to get to have him fuck me, no holds barred. Just give me a good fuck like he did that first time?”
“You know you’re gonna have to deal with daddy if you do.”
“Oh honey, don’t worry. I have that covered.” She said with a grin. “So, what’s your price?”
“You want my price? Here’s my price. No more. No teasing him, no masturbating in front of him just to try and get him to touch you, no modeling shows, no nothing. He’s MY boyfriend and not your play toy. That’s my price!”
“Fine. But I want more than a quickie for that. I want him, his best, for the day.”
“An hour.”
“Not enough. Four hours.”
“Till lunch. And he licks, sucks, touches and fucks you any way you want, but once it’s done. It’s done! And if daddy has an issue, we’re not part of it. It’s between you and him. Leave us out of it.”
Rose looked at her daughter and then at me. “Binding contract?”
“Damn straight. Penalty clause. You start going back to teasing him, you have to…um…you have to walk naked through the mall. The whole length.”
“What if it’s accidental. Like he happens to be here when I walk out in my bra and panties to get a dress out of the dryer?”
“Accidental I’ll pass on. I’ll leave it to David to determine if he feels like it’s on purpose or not.”
“Done. From now until noon.”
“Not a second longer.” Mandy said. She looked down at me. “I know I said I wasn’t going to let her, but we do this, we don’t have to keep fighting it.”
“This what you want?”
“Not like it’s gonna be a hardship, is it?” Mandy asked with a grin. “Like the girls?”
“Oh lord.”
“Just have fun, and after, it’s just you and me again.”
“If you’re sure.”
“I think so. I’m tired of watching her finger fuck herself in front of you, just hoping you’ll pull her down on your dick.’
“I’d never do anything like that!” Her mom protested.
“Yeah right. Tell me that wasn’t what you were trying to do last night? You were kneeling over his lap rubbing your clit with his dick only inches from your pussy. You wanted him to just pull you down onto it.”
“Well, maybe I did.”
“So this ends it. Right?”
She sighed. “Right.”
Mandy leaned over and kissed me and then rolled me onto my back. She continued to kiss me as she undid the front of my shorts and worked my cock out of my shorts and briefs, stroking my already hard shaft. “Give her anything she wants. But when you’re done, it’s mine again.” She whispered.
“What are you gonna do?”
“I’m gonna strip naked and lay in the pool, just in case you need me.” She said with a soft giggle. She kissed me again and pushed herself up. “He’s all yours. Oh yeah. If you get interrupted by daddy? Too bad. It’s a one time only thing.”
I watched her walk to the back of the house and pull her shirt off before my view was blocked by her mom’s naked body. “So. You wanna try that thing on me again, the one you used in front of my husband?”
“If you want me to.”
“I do. Then I want to ride you until you make me come on your dick.”
“Well, lay down.” I said, sliding to the side and letting her lay down on the mat. I rolled over, lifted one leg and lay on my stomach between her legs, her sexy pussy inches from my face. I licked her slowly, finding her juices already sweet and copious. I slipped a finger easily into her as I let my tongue seek out her clit. Just like the night I did this the first time on her, I quickly brought her to a very loud, very energetic climax that had her squirting her juices and writhing in ecstasy on the pad. Once she had climaxed, she drew me up to where she could straddle me and then rode me until we both climaxed together. Since she had only until noon, she wasted no time in getting me to finger fuck her again while she sucked my dick to get me hard and then fuck her again, this time on her hands and knees.
It’s amazing how long three hours can be. By the time noon came my tongue and dick were tired. I’d made her climax no fewer than six times, and a couple little peaks that you could throw in to make it eight. She rode me like a horse, had me fuck her from behind, doggy style, missionary style, and several sideways positions, all to fill her three times in addition to her climaxes. Part of the time Mandy watched, and part of the time I think she was floating in the pool playing with herself. Her dad didn’t come out, but I knew he was watching, though if he was watching me fuck his wife or watching his daughter play with herself, I couldn’t tell. What I could tell was that he jerked off at least twice before noon came, squirting all over the bedroom window he was watching us through.
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Sunday came and it was pleasant to go to church with them and not have to worry about her trying to get into my pants on the drive home. It was probably the most relaxing and un-sexed day Mandy and I had spent together, ever.
I spent Sunday night at home with my mom. I’d just showered and was eating breakfast when the phone rang. I was closest so I answered it. It took several minutes listening to Betsy sobbing before I finally understood that her mom passed away. I called Mandy and told her and then headed Betsy’s house. I spent the next three days with her, just holding her, letting her cry, listening to stories about her mom. She seemed reluctant to let go of me, even for a short while, claiming that having me hold her made her feel safe. I didn’t understand it, but then I was learning just how little I understood about women. Mandy came by for a while, but it was clear I was who Betsy wanted around most. Mandy told me to do whatever I needed, including staying overnight with her if it made her feel better. Anything, that is, except for sex. I spent two nights in bed with Betsy. Not having sex, but just holding her to me. The second day the air conditioning broke, the house getting damn hot inside. It felt sweltering and we spent most of our time sitting in front of a fan, hoping the AC guy would find the problem quickly. He did, but that didn’t solve the problem, since the needed part was going to have to be ordered. At bed time, Betsy convinced me to shower with her and then go to bed naked, because of the heat. We ended up both laying on top of the blankets, naked, with a fan running and the windows open. I’d tried to convince her to come to my house, but she refused, saying her dad needed her.
Her dad looked horrible, and if anything, seemed to be looking worse with each passing day. It was clear that his wife’s death was more than he could handle. He hadn’t eaten in two days and did nothing but sit in front of the window and look out at the big garden in their back yard. We sat with him and tried to encourage him to talk, a few times getting him to tell us how he had met her in high school.
It was apparently love at first sight. They were the only ones that either of them had ever gone steady with or had sex with and now that she was gone he didn’t know how he was gonna live. It was truly difficult to watch him. His sisters showed up the third day. After explaining that I was a friend of Betsy’s and that I was just here because she had asked me to be with her for a while, they accepted the situation and stopped asking me twenty questions. It might have also had something to do with Betsy going off on them, telling them stop badgering me, before she broke down in tears again.
I helped with what I could, cooking and cleaning in the house some. But mostly I was there because Betsy wanted me there. She rarely let go of my hand or was out of arms reach, even when I went to the bathroom. Since we’d seen each other naked already, it wasn’t a big deal, but it was a bit unusual, at least to her aunts. I took her to my house with me while I cleaned up and changed for the funeral and then went with her for the visitation and funeral. I don’t think I’d ever seen a girl, woman, cry so much in my life as she did for those four days. I felt truly sorry for her.
After the funeral, Mandy took me “home”, to her house. We spent the afternoon having sex. “I almost can’t stand not having sex with you for that long!” She whispered after we’d screwed the third time.
“What are you going to do when we go to school?”
“I have that covered!” She giggled. She climbed off me and rolled to the edge of the bed. “Mom helped me pick these and showed me how to use them.” She rolled back and held two things up in the air. “Meet David one and David two. One is almost the same size as you,” she said wiggling a fake dick in the air, “and David two vibrates. Wanna try ’em out on me?”
“You think you can handle another orgasm?”
“Trust me. Noooooo problem!” I tried both, letting her teach me how to work each device in and around her sexy pussy to get the most effect. “Oh fuck yes. Right there!” She moaned softly as I teased her with the tip of the vibrating cigar shaped thing.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed when I felt a hand on my back, almost jumping out of my skin. Mandy’s mom was standing by the edge of the bed with a finger to her lips.
She knelt down next to me and whispered in my ear. “Like this.” She put her hand on mine and guided me to move the vibrating toy up Mandy’s lips a little further, getting a gasp and shudder from her.
“Oh god David. There. That’s it. Do that again!” I stroked the vibrator up and down her lips an inch or two, with the help of her mom. It only took a few more seconds and Mandy was wiggling wildly on the bed, moaning in climactic bliss.
“You can try one on me later if you want.” Rose whispered, and then stood up, and slipped out of the room before her daughter realized she was there.
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Friday night found Mandy and I sitting on the sofa in the den, necking of course, it seemed the more we were together, the more we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
Mrs, Green came down the stairs, wearing a very sexy little dress, and sat down on the sofa. For a minute I wondered if she were going to go back on her deal with her daughter. The tiny red dress slid up her thighs more than high enough for me to see past the hem and see her pink pussy lips. She sat quietly, not saying a word, leaving both Mandy and myself wondering what was going on. We didn’t have long to wait. I heard talking upstairs and then footsteps on the stairs. A few moments later her dad walked in, completely naked, followed by a woman I didn’t know. She was almost the same age as Principal Johnson was, maybe middle thirties? She was slender with very very large boobs pushing the front of a tiny dress out. Mandy’s dad carried a chair with him from the kitchen and set it down facing Rose, and then sat down in it.