Sex in the Sky

“”Well, we seem to be getting back on track. A Boy who is getting closer and closer to completion and where the story will end, no one knows. Not even Rayne! But I’ve been hard at work these last few weeks and there should be a steady progression of chapters from now until the conclusion (If I don’t get side-tracked by Count Cain or the pressures of work, that is!) “The usual criteria apply to this tale. If it shows up on any other site than Litty, and it’s not got my name attached, it’s been thieved and the miscreants should be soundly thrashed!

“Enjoy.”E”

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ELECTRICITY!

By the time Rayne found Aldo di Bocatto in the heart of Agde’s old town he was barely recognisable. Shoplifting was another useful talent from his youth that he had never quite lost the knack of and he made his way back into the town via Agde’s bustling street market beneath the old fortress walls. Any crowd was good to hide in and he was soon at work liberating random items that took his fancy like a human magpie, examining tee shirts and shirts quite openly whilst he stuffed smaller things like silk scarves and jewellery into his pockets beneath them. His jeans were quite snug so he was limited to fine materials and delicate objects but that did not stop him slipping a sage green voile shirt right off it’s hanger as he flicked through the rack and balling it into his loose fist before walking off coolly towards the next stall.

The trick was to be casual about it. Never run and never look back to see if you were being watched.

By the time Aldo found him, sitting on the steps of the Municipal Hall close to the Alfa, he had acquired a pair of huge, round, green, translucent framed sunglasses by simply putting them on his head as he looked at something else, then walking away with them. He had a jewel-green headscarf wrapped completely around his dark hair and tumbling to his shoulders and wore a long chain with little silver, jingling coins around his neck. The voile shirt was so sheer that it was almost transparent. Beneath it were dark green silk trousers that billowed around his slender legs and had been the hardest thing to steal since they required the acquisition of a plastic shopping bag. Fortunately he still had some coins in his pockets and achieved his aim by buying cigarette papers and tobacco, which came complete with a sweet little carrier, just large enough to tuck a pair of misappropriated silk pants into. He changed in a cubicle in the public toilets and tucked his normal clothes into the carrier then popped them under the front seat of the Alfa Romeo on his return to the main square. The pharmacy across the street from his current perch had been a great source of makeup and he spent a happy ten minutes applying samples to his eyelids and cheekbones and glossing his lips with silvery gel. He found a pleasant, citric perfume tester and squirted some onto his wrists and behind his ears. Discreetly he pocketed a small bottle of silvery white nail polish, which he diligently applied to his finger and toenails as he waited for Aldo to return.

The Italian nearly exploded with laughter at the sight of him. In his white vest and crisp linen two piece suit he was the epitome of cool European elegance.

“Fuck me! What ‘do’ you look like?” he exclaimed, shaking his head incredulously. “God, Rayne! Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“I went shopping down the market,” the boy grinned up at him cheerfully. He had made good use of the cigarette papers and tobacco whilst waiting for his friend to find him and was in much more relaxed state of mind than he had been about an hour ago. “Unfortunately, I managed to get my pocket picked,” he added with a grimace, having already considered how he was to account for the loss of eighteen hundred francs. “Can you fuckin’ believe it? I live in fuckin’ London and some provincial ‘erbert gets me ‘ere, of all places!”

He laughed again, echoing Aldo’s good-humoured disbelief. The Italian boy stared at him aghast.

“God! How much did they take?”

“‘Bout eight hundred, I reckon,” Rayne shrugged helplessly. “Hope you’ve got enough left for dinner or we’ll have to head back.”

Privately he considered that it would be less worrying if they got out of Agde ASAP, but Aldo was hungry and not yet broke so they wound up in a pavement café by the river where the handsome Italian tried to tempt him with local specialities and Rayne concentrated on his maintaining his disguise. It had been successful thus far and their sweet young waitress seemed quite amused by his insistence that he was Aldo’s fiancée and they had just got engaged. Aldo himself seemed less enthusiastic.

ALDO:

“What are you up to?” the Italian asked in an undertone once they had been left to study the menu. “You are in such a peculiar mood today.”

“What’s wrong with my mood? You’ve been giving me grief since you got here ’cause I don’t chill out enough for your liking, so I’m chilling, okay! Don’t I look pretty enough for you?” Rayne pursed his lips and lifted his shades briefly to flutter his eyelashes.

Aldo sat back with a sigh and a reluctant little smile.

“Yeah, you look incredibly pretty,” he conceded. “You also look like a drag queen!”

“What’s wrong with that?” Rayne asked innocently.

“Nothing… except I ‘know’ you are not a drag queen,” Aldo sighed.

“You never saw me with clothes on until the other day in Beziers,” Rayne teased. “How d’you know I’m not a drag queen?”

“Believe me, I have known Queens and you are not one,” Aldo assured him, pretending to study the menu. “What do you want to eat?”

“I’ll have some fries,” Rayne said airily, waving the menu around.

“With something else?” Aldo enquired curiously.

“No… just fries, I’m not that hungry,” the boy murmured with a shake of his head that dislodged his scarf. He busied himself adjusting it while Aldo studied him contemplatively.

“You should eat better,” he remarked once Rayne was paying attention again. “Have you ever tried Moules Mariniere?”

“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about, let alone put it in my mouth, darlin’,” Rayne exhaled loftily.

“It is a speciality here,” Aldo explained in a patient tone. “Fresh mussels in garlic and white wine. Very tasty and good for you.”

Rayne pulled a face. He shook his head at once.

“I don’t eat stuff that moves about!”

“It’s dead, it won’t move about,” Aldo promised him.

“I told you the other night. I don’t eat dead stuff, okay. I don’t eat cows, or sheep or horses or any of the barbarian stuff they cook out here. I don’t eat fish, or snails, or anything that crawls, okay!” He turned away at once, looking suddenly quite pale.

“What about an omelette then?” Aldo persisted, perplexed by his refusal to even try anything new. He had never understood vegetarianism and supposed that anyone from his rural, agricultural background, no matter how far removed they were, probably felt the same.

“No.” Rayne looked back at him through the huge sunglasses, shaking his head. “You have one if you like, but I don’t want any.”

“An omelette is not dead,” Aldo pointed out.

“Yeah and it’s made out of eggs and eggs come out of chickens’ arses, and I… I really don’t wanna think about it, okay?” Rayne chewed on his lower lip and looked away again, visibly uncomfortable by now.

The waitress came with a large bottle of mineral water, a glass of red wine for Aldo and a vodka and tonic for his young companion, which Rayne drank down in one draught before the waitress had time to pick up her tray. He asked for another right away. Smiling apologetically, Aldo nodded and ordered a mushroom omelette and two side orders of fries, one with mayonnaise.

“I can’t believe that you won’t even eat eggs,” he said once the girl had gone again. “How do you stay alive?”

Rayne shrugged his slender shoulders evasively and cast another wistful glance across the river as though he wished he could escape there.

“I eat all sorts of stuff… toast, breakfast cereal. Cheerios are good. There’s lots of minerals and stuff in breakfast cereal,” he explained. “Keeps you going. I don’t like eating really early, or late in the day, it just sits on my stomach and I feel ill.”

“Is that because of the drugs?” Aldo wanted to know?

Rayne turned back slowly, pushing up the sunglasses onto the top of his head. The green scarf framed his little, heart-shaped face perfectly and set off his incredible pale, peridot coloured eyes. For a moment neither man spoke, they just stared at one another. Aldo decided that, made up like this, Rayne was almost girlishly pretty and definitely not in a drag queen kind of way. The colours he had used were subtle and well blended. He was used to applying makeup and well aware of what looked good on him. Aldo’s gaze was drawn to his shimmering lips and he felt a sudden, overwhelming desire to kiss them.

“They… it doesn’t make any difference,” Rayne said at last, in a small voice. “The food doesn’t taste of much. That’s all.”

“I know you think that no one understands, but you would be wrong,” Aldo told him quietly. “When I first left home, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I went to Naples thinking I could be a model, maybe a fashion designer and I got in with a bad crowd of people. I was doing coke for quite a while, working for a guy who was a dealer. I was his, how do you say it… his runner?”

Rayne nodded solemnly.

“Yeah, there’s dealers in the East End that use little kids to run their gear you know,” he volunteered now. “No wonder some of ‘em are hooked on Junk by the time they leave school.”

“Is that what happened to you?” Aldo enquired, sensing an opening.

Rayne shook his head, but he did not elaborate.

“I had quite a habit,” Aldo confessed now in a softer voice. “It was embarrassing. I could not go home, I was openly homosexual and I did not know how to tell my Catholic parents or my brothers. I stayed with this man and he sold me to men who took my picture and also gave me cocaine. Then I met Arturo, through one of his contacts. Artie took me to New York. He promised me a modelling and acting career and he also helped me to stop taking coke. I know now how stupid it was. How much it changed me as a person.”

The waitress returned with Rayne’s drink and he beamed at her gratefully, but took his time with this one, sipping it cautiously.

“I’m not addicted,” he said levelly, once she was out of earshot. “You don’t have to rescue me from anything. I never ate much when I was a kid either.”

“No wonder you are so thin,” Aldo said, sympathetically.

“I told you, I’ve no sense of taste,” the younger man countered defiantly, shaking his head. “It happens. Lots of people have the same problem.”

“You’ve never been able to enjoy food?” Aldo was quite appalled at that. In his family, good food was up there with religion. Although he was no waif, compared to his brothers and his father he was a lightweight.

“Did Arturo want to fuck you?” Rayne asked, without answering the question. It was a clear attempt at evasion but the older man did not pull him up on it. He made a mental note to pursue the matter later.

“At first,” he admitted sheepishly, instead. “And I was very young, I did not know any better than to let him. But he only really likes very young men so now he is not so interested. We are more like, ah, business partners. You understand?”

“Yeah, right.” Rayne managed a lazy smile. “So do you live in New York most of the time now?”

“Quite often,” Aldo nodded. “I have an apartment there, and I rent a condo up in Frisco when I spend time there. PJ has his studios there so I work in California for a lot of the time.”

“San Francisco?” Rayne asked, suddenly interested.

Aldo nodded his head. The waitress brought out three plates and bade them ‘Bon Apetite’ and at once the Italian tucked into his huge omelette, seduced at once by the delicious aroma. Rayne watched him eat, nibbling on a French fry he had dipped in a little mound of salt and a drizzle of olive oil. He nipped at it for about two thirds of its length then put it down and picked another, dipping and taking small bites as they talked.

“What’s it like? San Francisco?”

“Fantastic,” Aldo said enthusiastically. “You’re going to come to the States with us, yeah? I can show you. It’s the most fabulous place to be gay.”

Rayne shrugged but said nothing. He put down an inch of his fry and took another, methodically stirring it in the oil and salt before he bit into it. Again he ate all but an inch then put the last piece down and took a good swig of his vodka.

“I’m not gay,” he said at last. “I like girls, Aldo. A lot!”

“But you like men as well,” the Italian pointed out amiably. “You liked me and Clay well enough the other day. And Paddy too from what I heard!”

He was grinning knowingly now and Rayne fired a look at him that was part embarrassed part appalled.

“Fuck! You said that no one knew what he did to me!”

“Is it so bad?” Aldo asked him sympathetically. “He’s a good man, Rayne. You could do worse than be with him.”

“I’m not ‘with him’ though, am I?” Rayne shook his head irritably then turned his face away, staring at the river and the passing boats in determined silence. From time to time he snared a potato chip from his plate without looking at it and bit the head off it as if it had done him a personal injustice.

Aldo was looking at him quizzically, his fork half raised to his mouth.

“Can I ask a question?” he ventured at last.

“Go on.” Rayne looked back at him warily as if he had rather hoped that by ignoring the Italian he would make the entire conversation go away.

“Why don’t you eat the ‘whole’ French fry?”

Rayne blinked at him then lowered his eyes to his plate. Apparently he had not even realised what he was doing. The discarded remains of his eviscerated chips were lying on the edge of the dish, challenging him to argue. For a moment he bit his lower lip again, thinking it over, during which time Aldo realised with a jolt that he did not actually know the reason why he did it. It was just another curious compulsion.

“I mean…” Aldo said casually, when Rayne did not answer him. “If you ate three whole ones, it would only be the same as eating half of six. Why not eat the whole thing?”

Those green eyes flickered upward to meet his expectant gaze, suddenly wary again.

“You already know I’m a freak. What’s the problem?” Rayne fired back at him defensively.

“I don’t think you’re a freak,” Aldo corrected him quickly.

“All right, I’ve got ‘issues’…” The last word dripped with sarcasm.

“Issues that mean you can’t eat a whole French fry?” Aldo laughed, in spite of the situation. “Why is that, Rayne? You gonna die if you eat a whole one?”

He watched Rayne bristle for a moment then the English boy dropped his guard and forced a sardonic laugh. Those startled green eyes looked away across the river again, full of a strange, internalised pain that he could not give voice to. He leaned on the railing by their table and watched things that Aldo could not see.

“Yeah!” he laughed distractedly at last. “That’s right!”

Aldo wanted to pick him up in that instant and hold him. He wondered helplessly what had been done to the young Englishman to make him so brittle and frightened of his own emotions. The fear coiled around him like smoke right now. Rayne was moments away from running like a spooked horse. Aldo wished with all his heart that there was something he could do to drive back that terror and mistrust and wondered silently if that was how Antoine had felt when he first rescued the boy. He decided that he would have to find some way of asking the older man when they got back to the boat. Now his gaze moved to Rayne’s hands and arms. The green shirt had loose sleeves but they were rolled down, covering his slim wrists completely. It made no difference, Aldo had already seen the cigarette burns and the fine white razor blade scars across the backs of his forearms. He wondered what kind of void existed in Rayne’s young life to make him hurt himself like that. There were track marks too, the damaged veins that made Leland so mistrustful of Rayne Wilde. Was the heroin use just another form of self-punishment?

“It’s because you’ve touched the other end, yeah?” Aldo speculated quietly. He saw Rayne’s expression focus abruptly. The pupils of his green eyes widened and grew more fixed but the boy did not look at him. “You’ve… fouled it, somehow, so you can’t eat it? Am I right?”

Rayne took a slow breath, then another. He did not meet Aldo’s eyes but his hand pulled the plate over to the railing and methodically, one by one, he threw the offending pieces of potato fry over the barrier, into the water below. At once a teeming shoal of fish rose to the surface and fought over the pieces ravenously.

“Now look what you’ve done,” Rayne said solemnly when the last piece had been cast away and devoured. “All those poor fish are gonna die.”

His gaze moved back to Aldo’s face at last. There was something vulnerable but also not quite sane behind his eyes. Aldo held up his hands in surrender.

“You’ve got me. I’m a piscopath!”

Rayne blinked at him once, very slowly. His expression was utterly unreadable. Both hands moved to his mouth at once and he bent his head, shoulders quivering unsteadily. Those trembling fingers crept over his eyes and Aldo was on his feet instantly, moving to his side. He had not meant to make Rayne cry; had not even understood what it was that he had said to affect him so.

“Are you okay?” he whispered solicitously.

His companion held up a hand and made a little, strangling noise and it was only then that Aldo realised, to his relief, that the boy was actually stifling a fit of giggles. He put his arms around Rayne at once and held him close, pulling off the scarf and burying his face in the softness of his hair. Rayne’s skin smelled incredible, very hot and raw and physical, like the aftermath of good, rough sex. Aldo was conscious of the seductive mix of pheromones rising from his quivering body. It gave him a furious hard on and he was glad of the loose fit of his trousers.

“Piss…. Piss… Jesus! Piscopath! What the fuck are you on?” Rayne was chuckling in his ear now, his breath hot and tormenting. “You are completely cracked!”

“Cracked?” Aldo whispered against the downy softness of his earlobe. He kissed Rayne’s neck, unable to help himself.

“Barmy, barking, mad, nuts, insane!”

“Yeah,” Aldo conceded. His lips trailed across Rayne’s cheek to his mouth and suddenly he felt the electricity shift between them. It was like someone had thrown a switch. He and Rayne were instantly joined at the lips and all points down, kissing like both their lives depended on the other man’s breath. His arms moved around Rayne, holding him and stroking him as the boy writhed into his embrace, his lithe body crawling over Aldo like Russian Vine.

The Italian fumbled in his pocket for money to cover the bill and left it on the table. He knew that he had to get Rayne away from here and find a quiet spot within the next few minutes. Those wide green eyes were looking up at him, the pupils huge and dark for the first time today. His lips were moist and slightly parted, a silent question poised upon them.

“Come on,” Aldo said imperiously, taking his hand and towing him to his feet. He dragged Rayne through the maze of winding streets in the old town until they found themselves tumbling, giggling and breathless, through an iron gateway into a small, dark, ivy-festooned courtyard well off the main road.

Aldo slammed his mate up against the stone wall, out of sight of any potential passers-by and plunged his tongue back into the younger man’s hot, wet mouth. He felt slim, pale arms snake up around his neck and the smaller, slighter youth rubbed up against him in the shadows, lips working hungrily against his own. With a shaking hand, Aldo unzipped his pants and released his aching cock, rubbing the hot sticky head urgently against his lover’s bare stomach beneath the green voile shirt.

Curt pulled back until just the head was in and then pushed back in slowly. He fucked Suzie like this for several minutes. Suzie had her hands bracing herself against the shower wall. She was trying to keep from head butting the wall each time Curt fucked forward into her. Curt’s hands reached around and grabbed onto her hanging tits as they swayed below her torso. He teased and mauled the heavy breast meat as he pinched her erect nipples.

Suzie moaned loudly from both the fucking and the assault to her sensitive nipples. As Curt accelerated his pace, Suzie had to fight hard to keep from crashing into the shower wall. Her arms were getting tired, so she straightened up and reached back over her head to grab his head. This arched her back but allowed her ass to only come up a bit. Curt still used his hands to maul her tits but now he was fucking his dick up into her with enough force to raise her to her tiptoes each time. The fullness was still there but the stretched feeling had been replaced by shockwaves of pleasure.

In this angle, his dick was mashing into her g-spot and she was starting to go wild. They fucked like this for several more minutes and Suzie began to worry the water might go cold. She might not have noticed though, as Curt had her hotter than a firecracker. She was rapidly approaching what felt like a huge orgasm.

Curt too was getting close. He had remarkable stamina for a guy his age and one that had not seen her in two days. Both of them raced towards climax as he hammered her tender pussy and pinched her engorged nipples. Suzie had not had this much direct stimulation to her g-spot ever and the coming climax felt wildly different than any other orgasms she had experienced. Curt continued to fuck up into her, trying hard to get her off before he came. At that moment, he chose to ask her about birth control. They had not used any to date with her period pending, but this was getting risky now.

“Can I still cum inside you?” he asked, between gasps.

“I think so,” Suzie said. “I’m due for my period tomorrow.”

“Oh, god, I’m close. You sure it is okay?”

“Why don’t you pull out before you do and I’ll finish you,” she said.

Curt slowed down for a minute to back down his urge to cum. When he resumed, he was determined to get Suzie off first. He didn’t have long to wait. Curt slipped one hand from her breast to the top of her cunt to play with her clit. That was all it took to push Suzie over the top. The assault to her g-spot from his battering dickhead, the stimulation to her nipple, and now the teasing of her clit, combined to ignite the fuse. Within seconds the blasts of pleasure started quaking through her body. She shuddered, groaned, and bucked against him as he sawed his huge dick into her tight pussy.

The new pleasure from her stimulated g-spot rocked her world like a freight train on a downhill run. Suzie’s legs went weak as she nearly blacked out from the pleasure. When she thought she couldn’t take anymore and she might lose consciousness, she leveled off and the orgasm peaked. It was a delicious orgasm, one she enjoyed immensely. Several moments later, she began to realize Curt had slowed his fucking of her battered cunt. She knew what she wanted to do for him. Suzie stepped forward to try and disconnect from the deep probing cock. As she did, she turned to him.

“Curt, let me finish you in my mouth!”

“Okay,” he moaned, as he slumped against the shower wall.

When Suzie pulled off his cock, she looked down at it as she went to kneel before him. It was then she noticed the streaks of blood combined with her cum on his cock. Her period had started. Obviously, it had been brought on by the assault to her vagina from his big dick.

“Curt, look, my period must be starting,” she said.

Curt looked at his engorged cock and noticed the faint streaks of blood as well. Suzie soaped her hand quickly and cleaned Cyclops. When he was clean and rinsed, she descended to her knees. Suzie hoped this wouldn’t take long as the shower floor was anything but comfortable.

Curt was still leaning back against the wall out of the immediate spray of the shower. Suzie leaned in and reached for his balls with her left hand while the right grabbed Cyclops. Seconds later she had Cyclops in her stretched mouth and massaged and tugged on Curt’s balls like he had kneaded her tits. She went to work immediately hoping he had not come down too much from the brief rest.

Suzie assaulted the spongy head with her lips and tongue. She probed his piss hole and extracted a drop of pre-cum. Then she went to town on his cock and balls. She bobbed up and down on his dick ramming the head into the back of her mouth. She thought about trying to deepthroat him, but she would have to slow down for that. His cock was too big to just quickly force down her throat. She needed time to work his cock deep into her mouth and now she just wanted to give him his release. She wanted to suck him until he exploded forcefully in her mouth. She wanted his spunk and she wanted to swallow it all down.

Suzie thought briefly of Beth and how she thought this was yucky. Suzie realized she craved it. She would always want to suck her guy to completion and swallow his jizz. There was no doubt in her mind; she loved doing it to Curt as much as he probably liked having it done.

The massaging of Curt’s bloated balls and the constant battering of his dickhead into the back of Suzie’s mouth was having the desired affect. Curt was nearly there. When Suzie’s right hand added to the stimulation by stroking his cock when her mouth retreated briefly, Curt could feel his climax building. He groaned his pending release from need and also to warn Suzie.

Suzie was ready. She was more than ready. She hungered for it and continued her attack on his large organ. Suzie was ready for the series of ejaculations she knew were coming. Her experience with Curt had prepared her to handle large amounts of cum. She had learned to swallow at least once as he came to clear her mouth to accept more. She did not have long to wait.

Curt shook a few times before groaning loudly. The first blast coated the back of Suzie’s mouth. She swallowed it quickly and awaited the second largest and most forceful blast. It came with even greater intensity that she remembered. The day off from sex coupled with the incredible fuck, and now suck, had driven Curt wild. Her mouth filled to near bursting with the second load. It had shot out with so much force; she had momentarily lost her lip seal on his cock and nearly gagged when it blasted the back of her mouth.

Suzie quickly recovered and swallowed. A bit had escaped her lips to trickle down her chin. She was ready for the third load which she knew was always big too. Today was no exception and the big load shot into her mouth. She didn’t swallow this time and got ready to collect the rest of his cum in her mouth to savor and play with on her tongue. Curt managed four more lessening pulses before he was done. The result gave Suzie a lot of his cum in her mouth to play with.

All this time, she had just half the head sealed within her mouth. She eased off it and closed her lips as she pulled away. Curt looked down to see his beautiful girlfriend kneeling before him. Her eyes were on him, those gorgeous blue eyes, and her cheeks bulged with what he figured must be his cum. Two small streaks of white ran from the two corners of her mouth to the bottom of her chin. On one side a large drop hung as if suspended in time.

Curt watched as his girlfriend smiled at him as best she could with her mouth full. He was just about to ask what she intended to do with the contents of her mouth, when she tilted her head back and opened for him to see. A massive pool of milky white viscous fluid nearly hid her tongue. As he watched transfixed to the action before him, her tongue poked out of the whitish brew to lick her reddened lips. The result was strings of spunk spanning the opening from one side to the other, before slowly breaking, and falling back into the huge white pool. Suzie did this again and Curt groaned to watch her play with his cum. This girl knew instinctively how to do erotic things better than anyone he had been with before.

Suzie could feel the two strings that had escaped her mouth and used her fingers to push them back into her mouth. She looked back at Curt to get his reaction before she swallowed the whole huge load. Curt was staring at her with burning eyes. He seemed mesmerized by her little games. She liked doing them, especially when she saw how it excited and amazed Curt.

“You came big,” she said, to him once her throat and mouth were clear.

“You drive me nuts,” he said, smiling at her.

“I think that big dick of yours drove my poor little pussy up into my stomach.”

“Oh, did I hurt you?” he asked, with real concern.

“Oh, no silly, it was wonderful,” Suzie said, as she stood and kissed him deeply.

Curt could taste the residue of his own cum still in her mouth. They hugged for a few moments and realized the water was now lukewarm. Curt shut it off and they exited the shower and reached for towels. Suzie noticed a long string of cum hanging from his now relaxed dick as he moved. She realized she had not cleaned him completely.

“Hold still a sec.”

She squatted again before him and sucked his cock back into her mouth. She suctioned his cock like a vacuum cleaner and drained a couple drops from his dick. As he softened she got a bit more. He was beginning to think she was trying to get him hard again, when she stood.

“Had to clean my man properly,” she smiled.

They toweled off and then Suzie realized something.

“Curt, I have to go home now. I can’t stay for dinner,” she said.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because with my period starting, I might leak blood and I don’t have anything.”

“Oh, I can fix that,” he said. “Mom keeps some supplies in here just for such emergencies.”

He looked in the bottom of the vanity and sure enough produced tampons and pads.

“What do you use?”

“Well, I’ve always used pads, but now that someone’s big dick has broken my cherry, I could try the tampon,” she smirked.

“I wonder whose big dick that was?” Curt quipped back.

“I don’t know the guy, but I’d recognize that tremendous dick anywhere.”

“In fact, it looks exactly like this guy here,” she said, as she grabbed his flaccid cock.

“Except I’d have to see it… hard to be certain.”

“Maybe we can investigate further later,” he stated smiling.

“Yes, hopefully,” she said.

Curt wrapped a towel around himself and exited the bathroom to give Suzie some privacy to use the tampon. When she was done, she dressed as he walked around to the other room to grab clothes he always kept in one of the lockers. As he entered the locker room, the outside door closed shut. He reached the door in time to see his little brother Kyle running back towards the house. Curt retrieved his clothes and rejoined Suzie.

“That little freaking bastard,” he said.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Kyle was in the other room, probably listening to us through the wall,” he said. “He probably heard everything we just said.”

“Oh, my god,” Suzie groaned, thinking back on the extent of the lewd conversation.

“I’m going to kill that little weasel,” he said.

“No, Curt, please promise me you won’t hurt him?” Suzie asked.

“Why? He’s just a nosy asshole,” Curt said.

“Please, he’s your brother and you can’t hit him,” she stated.

“Okay, I won’t, but I sure am going to tell him he better watch it,” Curt fumed.

“Okay, that is fine,” Suzie sighed.

They finished dressing. Suzie pulled her wet hair into a ponytail. The thought occurred to her that Curt’s mother would be suspicious of her wet hair. She would certainly wonder if they had showered together after the hot tub. Suzie felt a little embarrassed as they walked to the house.

She was relieved though, when they entered, and only Mrs. Clayton was in the kitchen. She was very pleasant and told them there were plates for them in the frig probably still warm. As Curt pulled the plates from the frig, Mrs. Clayton helped Suzie get them some sodas to go with their food. They made small talk as they moved about and Mrs. Clayton asked Suzie how the play was going.

Mrs. Clayton said, “We are planning to come and watch.”

Suzie told her, “That would be wonderful.”

She left the room when Curt and Suzie sat down to eat. The meal was meatloaf, cooked carrots, mash potatoes and salad. Neither of them realized how hungry they were and ate everything up completely. Curt even downed part of Suzie’s meatloaf she couldn’t finish. After cleaning up the dishes and starting the dishwasher, they exited again for the cabana. It was getting late and Suzie had homework and more lines to study.

“I better head home to study.”

“Oh, so soon! I was hoping we could hang a little longer,” he said.

“Don’t you have homework?”

“I have a little. I did some in the car while waiting for you to finish rehearsal. So I only have about a half hour left. I could do that tomorrow in study hall before math class.”

“But I really need to study my lines,” she said.

“Can I help?” he asked.

“Sure, but the copies of the play are back at my house in my book bag. We’d have to go there to get them. We could read lines in my room.”

“I have a better idea,” Curt snickered.

“That’s a devilish look, sir. Don’t forget that I’m out of commission of sorts.”

“A resourceful Romeo can always find ways to accomplish the task,” Curt quipped.

“He has a plan for Juliet then?” Suzie asked.

“Of course,” Curt replied grinning.

They walked hand in hand back to Suzie’s house and she retrieved the copies of the play while Curt waited in the kitchen.

“Where to now, handsome Romeo?” Suzie questioned jokingly.

“Follow me, fair Juliet,” he retorted, and led them back outside.

Suzie was a bit puzzled. Did he intend to go back to the cabana or simply sit on their patio in the back? She soon realized where he was headed as he took her hand and led her towards the swing set in the far back of the yard. They had done it there once already. It was actually a good idea. They had about another hour of daylight. Plenty of time to cover the lines she needed to. After that, they would be hidden enough to fool around a bit before she had to leave to study for classes.

“Very clever idea, dear Romeo,” Suzie chided laughing.

“Thank you, my dearest Juliet,” he said.

They climbed the five stairs that led to the small hut on top of the swing set. The poor old set groaned under the sudden weight but held fast. They were lucky that the small window in the hut faced west and the last rays of light illuminated the small area inside nicely. Suzie handed Curt a copy of the play, open to the lines she needed to rehearse. She set the scene for him and they began. They had time enough to work through the whole scene twice before the fading light made it difficult to see.

Suzie set the play copies aside and asked with a grin, “What did you have in mind after we finished?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Curt said, acting deep in thought. “Since you’re down one hole, I guess that leaves only two left.”

“Oh, you crass young man,” Suzie said, continuing to act like Juliet might.

“Well, crass I may be, but practical you must agree,” he said, in his Romeo voice.

“So, I gather you’re getting straight to the point so to speak, young man,” Suzie quipped.

“Yes, and that pointer wants to find its way into one or both of those holes,” Curt stated.

“Well, which one is the pointer seeking?” Suzie asked, with a laugh.

“That’s up to the hole holder,” Curt stated, joking too.

“The hole holder is leaving the decision up to the pointer,” Suzie mused.

“Is that right?” he answered.

“Well, hopefully the pointer picks the top hole,” Suzie expressed with a laugh.

“Not surprising,” Curt offered. “Does the hole holder not like getting the rear hole poked with the pointer?” Curt asked.

“Not so much. Especially in the beginning. It is better after a while, but hurts at first, and the next day. Also in these tight quarters the top hole is a better choice.”

“But the rear hole can provide pleasure to the hole holder, where as the top hole is only really for the pointer to enjoy,” Curt explained, keeping the game going.

“The hole holder enjoys using the top hole on the pointer. More than taking the pointer in the rear hole,” Suzie answered.

“Okay,” Curt said, and went to take off his shorts. He didn’t have any underwear on, and was soon with Suzie’s help in the tight space, naked from the waist down.

Suzie pushed Curt so his back was against the hut wall, then she slid forward between his legs. She sat Indian style and leaned forward. Curt’s cock was still flaccid and she held it tenderly in her hand. The other hand cupped his hanging balls. Suzie looked at Curt before lowering her head into his lap. She held the soft cock for inspection as she slowly kneaded his balls in their sack.

Suzie thought briefly of discussions she had had with friends at school about a guy’s soft dick. She could not remember where or how it came up but remembered several girls agreeing that a soft dick was gross. They said it felt like a funny oversized worm in their hands and everyone knows girls hate the feel of worms. Suzie had remained silent because back then she had no experience to judge, but she had listen intently believing she would find out one day and agree with her friends.

Now, as she held Curt’s soft 5 inch dick, she couldn’t believe how much she disagreed with those girls. She loved the feel of a soft cock. It was so soft and wiggly but warm and the head was like smooth velvet. Suzie stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of the head and the tiny hole. Curt moaned his approval.

Suzie was torn. One side of her wanted to take the whole soft cock into her mouth and suck it to quick hardness. The other side wanted to go as slow as possible to prolong the change from soft to steely hard. She chose the later, wanting the moment to last.

Unfortunately her licking of the tip of the head and teasing of his balls already had the monster waking. Suzie licked all around the ridge and flicked her tongue several times over the sensitive underside. Curt moaned deeper and Cyclops continued to lengthen and stiffen. He was an inch longer already and filling out as well.

Suzie continued to lick the head and at one point tried to get the tip of her tongue into his little hole as deep as it would go. Curt was staring intently at her as she looked up at him while continuing her work. Her right hand was not completely idle during this time. At first she had just held the shaft lightly, but now she slowly moved the loose skin back and forth.

As she looked up at Curt, Suzie popped the half hard head into her mouth and sucked on it, hard then soft, then hard again, repeating this action as Curt groaned like a dying man. She didn’t know where she got all these ideas from. They were mostly just experimentation, but she made mental note of what worked well and what worked great. This hard then soft sucking seemed to be driving Curt nuts, so she kept it up for a minute. When she stopped he had grown to near full hardness and the head felt bigger in her mouth than she could recall.

Suzie popped it from her mouth with suction giving Curt another thrill. When she examined the head of Curt’s dick, it was reddish purple and huge. She reasoned she must have sucked a lot of blood into it with the hard and soft suck action. She increased the stroking action on the shaft and squeezed tenderly on Curt’s balls. He groaned again and stiffened when she sucked the head back into her mouth. Suzie’s tongue basted the head with saliva while her hands worked him as well. Within seconds, his hardness was complete.

The rock hard organ pulsed in her hand. Suzie enjoyed the power she felt when getting a dick hard. She was in command like Curt had taught her and he was hers to torment or please. Of course, she chose pleasure and started working his cock back and forth in her mouth. Her tongue never rested nor did her hands.

Suzie wished they had more room. She wanted to suck his balls for a while but her back was already hurting from this position. Bending lower would only make it worse quickly. Instead she decided to try deepthroating him. She even thought maybe she would try to have him cum down her throat. She did it that one time by accident, but had yet to repeat it. Suzie washed his cock with her spit, getting it ready for the throat action. When she felt he was wet enough, she pulled off.

“I want it down my throat,” she told him, more to turn him on than make a demand.

For his part, Curt just nodded weakly. He was definitely in her control now. Suzie licked the head a couple more times and took a few breaths. Then she popped the head back into her mouth and worked it to the back. Several inches still protruded from her mouth.

Suzie started swallowing rapidly like she had taught herself to control her gag reflex. She eased her head down while pushing his cock in with her hand. She even pulled his cupped balls up at the same time. The head wedged into her throat and stuck for a second but then popped inside and down her throat. Suzie continued to push forward and the remaining inches sank into her mouth as the head worked down into her throat.

Suzie held it there for a second but then pulled back. Her mouth was full of spit and her eyes had watered. She popped his dick from her mouth and spit on it and coated it with her hand. Then she went back at it. This time she held him in her throat for a few moments and worked her swallowing muscles on his cock. Curt moaned his approval above. Suzie repeated this process five times. Twice she had to spit gobs of saliva from her mouth onto his dick. Tears ran down her cheeks, but she persisted.

Curt loved what she was doing and that mattered most to her. On the last deep throat she managed to lick his balls with her tongue. It was something she had seen in one of the porn movies. Suzie then pulled his cock back into her mouth and worked on it voraciously with her bobbing head and twisting motions of her hands at the same time. She pulled and kneaded his balls and milked his stiff shaft.

Curt could only grunt and groan constantly above her. This girl could suck dick. There was no doubt about it. She had a talented mouth and he was lucky to be the one with his cock in it. His balls were pulling up tight and he was nearing a big cum. Suzie worked him nonstop until she felt him stiffen and groan even louder.

She knew he was very close. Just as he neared climax, she pulled him from her mouth, and took a deep breath. Curt’s dick exploded into her face coating her mouth and left cheek with goo. She took a huge breath through her nose and rammed the slick cock down into her throat. It went down her stretched and slick throat easily. She worked it with her throat muscles and tried to hold her breath as long as possible.

Curt started saying, “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck” as his dick pulsed in her throat.

Suzie had taken the cockhead back in her throat in time for the second huge blast. It shot straight down her throat into her belly, as did the next three pulses. Suzie pulled off to breathe and took the last two small ones into her mouth. When she sensed he was done, she pulled off to breathe better. When she looked up to Curt, he was staring catatonically at her. In seconds though the life seemed to come back to his pupils and he gasped at her.

“Suzie, that was the most incredible feeling I’ve ever had,” he said amazed. “You’re wonderful, the best of all time. The best in the world.”

“Thanks, stud. You’re not so bad yourself,” she said, still with a small amount of cum in her mouth.

She opened her mouth to show him before swallowing it down. She then worked the spunk on her cheek into her mouth and swallowed that too. She sucked his cockhead back in her mouth and softly nursed him flaccid getting another drop or two.

The last rays of sunlight were almost gone. In another five minutes they would be in darkness, but it was still light enough for Suzie to see Curt’s shrinking cock and idly fondle it. She looked at him and smiled as she leaned back down and sucked his cock into her mouth. She cleaned him off completely, finally dropping his deflating organ from her mouth. The taste of him lingered on her tongue as she seductively licked her lips for him. Curt moaned as she reached forward once more to tease his sensitive dickhead. After a minute, Suzie sat back up. Her back was aching and her legs cramped, so she leaned back against the far wall of the tiny hut and stretched out her legs.

“Oh, that is better,” Suzie said, with the relief to her legs and back.

“Our little love hut here is a little small. It’d have been better when we were kids and you first touched my dick,” Curt said, jokingly referring back to playing doctor again.

“Yes. It’d have been much larger to us then,” Suzie agreed, with a smile.

Curt leaned forward and kissed her passionately. He was becoming comfortable with kissing her after she had blown him and the different taste to her mouth.

“You’re wonderful and you do me so well.”

“I love doing it for you,” Suzie said. “It gives me a thrill too to make you feel so good.”

“But you did not get off. Can I help you somehow?” he asked.

“No, I’m fine,” she said. “I only hope you’re not disappointed I didn’t let you have the other hole?”

“No way! With a mouth like yours, a guy would have to be nuts not to want to be in there,” Curt concluded. “Anal is fine, but your mouth is a treat to be enjoyed.”

“Thanks,” Suzie said. “I suck to please.”

“You do that,” he agreed.

“Did I do it enough to hold you till Thursday?” she asked.

“Never enough, but it’ll do,” he stated with a grin.

Curt got his shorts back on and they left the cramped swing set. They kissed at her back door in the darkness. They kissed goodbye and she went inside. In the kitchen, her mom was folding clean dish towels and looked up as Suzie entered.

“Have a nice evening, dear?” her mom said.

“Yes, it was great,” Suzie said. “Mrs. Clayton’s meatloaf is quite good too.”

“Better than ours?” her mom asked, with a smile.

“Not better, but different. I think she adds some Worcestershire sauce to hers,” Suzie said. “But hers is not as sweet. I think she needs sugar like you add.”

“I’ll have to ask her what she does,” her mom said. “Suzie, you’re spending a lot of time with Curt. How are things going?”

“Great, Mom! Everything is wonderful!”

“Anything we need to talk about?” her mom asked.

“No, but I did get my period tonight. Fortunately, Mrs. Clayton keeps stuff in the cabana bathroom for emergencies,” Suzie said.

“Speaking of your period, should we be discussing birth control?” her mom asked.

“Oh, is that why you’re asking?” Suzie said.

“Well, yes, I’m concerned about what you’re doing,” she said.

“Well, I could use birth control, Mom,” Suzie said.

“Oh, I see,” Mrs. Johnson said. “Curt and you are sexually active then.”

“Yes, Mom, but please don’t tell Daddy,” Suzie said.

“Don’t worry about your father. Leave him to me,” she said.

“Thanks, Mom. It might bother him to know I’m not his little girl anymore.”

“You’ll always be his little girl, Suzie, even when you are forty,” her mom smiled. “Suzie, did it happen after the prom?”

“Yes, Mom. I wanted it to be special and it was,” Suzie said.

“I’m glad for you, Honey. I never told you but I lost mine after the prom too,” her mom smiled.

“You did?” Suzie asked, amazed.

“Yes, I guess many girls lose their virginity after the senior prom,” she smiled.

“Janie and Mary did too, well officially for Mary anyway,” Suzie confided.

“That is wonderful, Dear. Three friends together. I’ll call for a doctor’s appointment in the morning,” her mom said.

“Thanks, Mom,” Suzie said, and she exited the kitchen for her room.

She might have kissed her mother but she was afraid of how she might smell.

Wednesday was an okay day but not much happened. Thursday was equally boring, but she looked forward to working out, in more ways that one, with Curt after drama. Suzie met Curt at the usual time after drama club and they drove to her house for her to change.

Along the way he told her his father had opened the pool in their backyard while they were gone up to the lake house. They had a heater for it that they used to get it 70 degrees. His dad then shut the heater off, as it was expensive to run constantly. But the warm sun the last few days had warmed the pool further and it was now perfect to go in. He had invited Mary, Mark, Andy and Janie over for a swim after dinner.

Suzie jokingly protested that she had missed him and looked forward to getting together privately, but that his idea was a great one too. Their work out was a good one. Suzie was becoming a stronger runner and was up to a mile without stopping.

As they rested on the infield of the track after, Curt told her about the meeting at Rutgers. He found out who his roommate would be as all the football players roomed together in the same dorm. Rutgers had successfully grabbed the top quarterback prospect in the whole state, a black kid from Plainfield, New Jersey. Curt had heard many good things about the skills of this quarterback and he was happy that he was going to be part of the team. Neither one of them were being promised starting positions as they already had a good group of upper classmen, but they could work like everyone else toward it.

Suzie was happy for him that he would have other talented players to play with. She promised to find a way down from Seton Hall to see all his games.

After they rested, they headed back to her house for her to grab clothes. Her bikini was already at the cabana, so she just grabbed clothes for later. Unfortunately, she still had her period and would need a new tampon after the swim. It also meant, much to her dismay, that Curt wouldn’t be able to fuck her as she would have liked. Instead she was prepared to give him another fantastic blowjob and pleasure herself later if she needed.

It was about 5:50 when they got to Curt’s house and the pool. No one was there yet, so they had time for a quick shower to wash away the sweat of their work out. Suzie told her mom that she wouldn’t be home for dinner as Curt had told her to do. They had planned to order pizza for everyone after the swim.

Once inside the cabana they stripped quickly. Curt got the water running in the shower as Suzie laid out her clothes for later and packed up her dirty sweats. Her bikini was still hanging on the back of the bathroom door where she had left it. They got in the shower together and of course soaped each other up which lead to a lot of hugging and kissing. Curt was soon poking Suzie in the belly with a massive hardon.

“You want me to take care of this for you,” Suzie said, with a smile and a suggestive lick of her lips.

When she did that, she felt Curt’s dick jerk in her hand of its own accord.

“We don’t have time. They’ll be here any minute and we should be out there to greet them,” he said.

“Let me try for just a minute or two,” she said, with a grin. “See if I can get you off.”

“You’re my kind of girl,” Curt joked.

Suzie smiled back at him as she sunk to her knees. She didn’t waste time on licking the head and teasing the hole this time. Instead she worked the big swollen head right into her mouth. With both hands actively working his shaft and balls, she set about trying to get him off quickly. Deepthroating would have taken too much time, so she concentrated on sucking alternately hard and soft on the head and bobbing up and down.

Not having seen her for two days had made Curt horny, and now his girl was sucking on him like a vampire. With her hands working him too, Suzie soon had him to the point of cumming. He groaned loudly above her to signal his pending orgasm. Seconds later he flooded her mouth with cum. Suzie was ready as usual and swallowed the huge load. In no time she was standing back up off the shower floor. Curt figured it had taken her less than five minutes to suck him off. She had the mouth of a goddess or was it a she-devil.

They hurriedly exited the shower and dried off. They threw their suits on, grabbed some towels and left the cabana. Janie and Andy were just setting their towels and bags down on the lounge chairs around the pool. Suzie and Curt hurried over to greet them.

“Hi, you guys,” said Curt, to Janie and Andy.

“Hi, Curt. Hi, Suzie,” they both replied.

“I just want to check the pH on the pool before we get in,” Curt said.

“Okay, I’ll help you,” Andy said, and they dropped their things on the chairs and walked over to the pool.

Suzie and Janie arranged everything on the lounge chairs and then sat down. The boys yelled over that everything was okay and they were going in and invited the girls to join them. They responded they wanted to catch some late sun first and then would join them. As Janie and Suzie watched the guys jump in and start throwing a basketball at the little flooding net, they started chatting.

“You two hurried out of the cabana awfully fast with already wet hair,” Janie asked, with a smile.

“We got back from our work out and needed a shower,” Suzie explained, but smiled.

“I shower together I bet,” Janie quipped.

“How’d you guess,” Suzie questioned, acting surprised.

“Oh, maybe it was the way Curt’s package swayed back and forth as you guys exited the cabana or maybe the telltale wet spot on the front of Curt’s suit,” Janie quipped.

Suzie laughed, “Oh, I guess he didn’t have time to go down to much and I could have left a drop or two.”

“You’re a nasty girl,” Janie squealed.

“I know,” Suzie said. “I just can’t get enough of him.”

“Me neither, of Andy,” Janie agreed. “From the look of it you are dealing with more than me in the packaged goods area, but Andy is perfect for me and he knows how to use it to rock my world.”

“So you’ve been enjoying sex with Andy, have you?” Suzie asked smiling.

“Like a whore on holiday,” Janie stated laughing.

They both cracked up and the boys yelled over, “What’s so funny.”

“Nothing much,” the two responded.

Janie continued, “The other day Andy stopped by and we went out for a bite to eat. We then went up to our favorite parking spot. We’re not as lucky as you guys to have our own little love cabana. We climbed into the back seat of the Camaro and went at it for about two hours.”

“You did?” Suzie questioned.

“Turns out Andy is pretty good at foreplay,” Janie said. “He had me out of my top and bra in a flash and worked gloriously on my tits for a long time. I thought I was going to cum just from the way he sucked my nipples, Suzie. The nipples were like bullets when he was done. Then he peeled off my panties from under my skirt and went to town licking my pussy for the first time. God, that felt great!”

“It does feel marvelous, doesn’t it?” Suzie agreed. “Curt can get me off several times that way before I have to stop him because I’m too sensitive after that.”

“Andy worked on me for about twenty minutes, I think. I had two super orgasms and had to push him away after that,” she agreed. “Then I returned the favor by sucking his dick for twenty minutes. He said, ‘You nearly killed me because each time I was about to cum, you stopped and let me cool down.’ By the time he stuck it in me, he could only last a short time before he ejaculated.”

“Wow, that is so hot,” Suzie said. “You guys are really getting it on, huh?”

“Yeah, we are,” Janie said. “I got him hard again after that and he fucked me for a good long while. I think I came at least twice more.”

“Awesome!” Suzie commented.

“So, tell me. Was something going on before we got here,” Janie asked, with a smile.

“Well, you guessed it,” Suzie said. “We took a shower together after working out and I gave him head.”

“You still swallow all the time?” Janie asked.

“Absolutely!” Suzie answered. “I love sucking him off all the way. I can nearly cum sometimes without even touching myself just from giving Curt a blowjob.”

“Wow, not me. I still have not gotten used to swallowing. I love giving Andy head but I don’t get off from it. Do you try to deepthroat Curt?”

“Every chance I get,” Suzie exclaimed grinning.

“You’re a nasty girl just like I said,” Janie stated jokingly.

“I sure have changed in the last several weeks,” Suzie admitted.

“I’ll say,” Janie said. “You went from not knowing dick to its greatest worshipper.”

“Quite an upgrade, I think,” Suzie agreed, with a big smile.

“I guess so,” Janie said. “Are you officially done with your lessons now?”

“I don’t know. Curt and I stopped talking about that a while ago, so either I’m done or pretty close to it, I think.”

“I would say you have it down pretty good now,” Janie mused. “Remember when he first proposed the plan to you and it involved sucking him off and swallowing? Remember we thought he was just in it to get his dick sucked? Now, it’s funny. It seems so natural for you to be doing it and for us to be talking about it.”

“You’re right! I was maybe going to try to learn all I could before I had to suck his dick. That didn’t last long or stay an issue for very long,” Suzie agreed, with a laugh.

“Not much,” Janie stated, laughing too.

At that the boys yelled to them to come into the pool. They did, and before long they were having fun playing in the pool. They played basketball and Curt and Suzie won despite the fact that Andy could out swim everyone. Then they played battles with the girls on the guy’s shoulders. The girls would try to push the other one off. Curt and Suzie had the size advantage and won all of these accept once when Janie pulled Suzie’s hair from behind.

As they were playing Mary and Mark finally showed up. When Mary got home from school, she had a message from the police they wanted to see her. Mark drove her down to the station and it took longer than they thought it would. She had to give a deposition before the trial and they wanted to do it right then. It took over an hour. Mary was exhausted and needed the swim to relax. So they all calmed down and just lounged in the pool talking.

At one point Curt went inside to call for the pizzas. By the time Curt got back, Andy was ready to get out. He had been in so long his fingers were wrinkled. He and Janie both got out and dried off. Curt got back in the pool to join Suzie, Mary and Mark.

After a while Suzie noticed that Janie and Andy had disappeared. She figured they were in the cabana doing something; she could only smile to herself. Curt caught her look and tilted his head, in a ‘huh?’ questioning gesture. Suzie pointed to the cabana and whispered Janie and Andy’s names. He nodded back.

Mary and Mark were busy having a swimming race and did not notice the whole exchange. Mary won the race by a few feet but that was because Mark had been handicapped and forced to swim under the water, while Mary swam on top. They both were out of breath, but Mary managed to proclaim herself the winner. Mark grabbed her in a bear hug. His huge body nearly enveloped Mary and when his back was to Suzie she couldn’t see Mary at all. She could however hear her squealing and giggling as Mark tickled her. Suzie swam to Curt.

“They’re sure having fun. Maybe we should leave them to have the pool alone,” she suggested.

“You thinking about going in the cabana while Andy and Janie are in there?” he asked with a grin.

“No, sex maniac. I was only thinking of drying off and getting ready for the pizza to arrive,” she kidded him.

“Oh, too bad,” he said. “I thought you had much bigger and better plans.”

“And just what would be bigger and better in your mind?” Suzie questioned.

“Well, Cyclops might like to use the backdoor,” Curt discussed with a grin.

Suzie just looked at Curt and got out of the pool. He followed her. Mary and Mark were still fooling around, with a few wet kisses on her belly being part of the fun. Suzie walked to the lounge chairs and picked up her towel to dry off. Curt was right behind her and did the same. When she turned, his sight was drawn to her breasts. Her nipples were outlined through the thin material of the bikini top. They were erect from the change in temperature making them prominent. Curt felt himself drawn to them.

“Why did you exit the pool so fast when I mentioned your backdoor?” he asked.

“Well, for one I didn’t want to talk about that in earshot of Mark and Mary even though they weren’t really listening. But I also was concerned about something else,” Suzie said.

“What is that?” Curt asked.

“Curt, I don’t know if I can do other things because I’m still on my period.”

“Well, I realized you were. That is why I suggested the backdoor. Is it you really don’t like anal?” he asked.

“Well, it’s my least favorite of my three holes to have Cyclops visit, but, no, that’s not it. I do like anal as long as we go slow and I can have time to adjust to you. I like it at least once in a while. What I’m concerned about is you seeing me with a tampon in,” she stated with a frowned.

“Why would that bother you?” he asked.

“Well, it’s kind of gross with the string hanging out and all,” Suzie said. I didn’t want you to see me like that.”

“Oh, that’s okay,” Curt said. “I have seen it all before, even blood down there.”

“You have?” Suzie said, kind of grossed out. “Let me guess, Joanie?”

Curt chuckled, “How did you know? She even removed one while I watched once.”

“Oh, my god,” Suzie gasped. “I wouldn’t want you to see that.”

“Suzie, it’s very natural, no big deal.”

“Okay, so you wouldn’t care about seeing me like that?” she asked.

“Not in the least,” he said.

As if on cue, the pizza guy came around the back side of the house as Curt had instructed.

Curt grabbed his wallet and went to get the pizzas and pay. The others could chip in later. There was a table with an umbrella near the lounge chairs and Suzie began to put out the paper plates and napkins which Curt had already put on the table in a stack. He asked her to get the Cokes from the refrig in the cabana too.

Suzie walked to the main room door and knocked but got no answer so she entered. She didn’t see Andy or Janie anywhere and the bathroom door was wide open. ‘They must be in the locker room,’ she thought. She grabbed the two 2-liter bottles of Coke in the refrig.

Before she left she figured she better let them know the pizza was here so she walked around to the door to the locker room. It was closed and as she approached she could hear Janie’s voice. As she got up to the door, Janie’s voice was now distinguishable. What she heard made her smile and retreat without knocking. They would have to just eat cold pizza. When she returned to Curt, she saw Mary and Mark were exiting the pool still teasing each other.

Curt noticed Suzie’s smile. “They are having fun with each other, aren’t they?” he said, nodding towards Mary and Mark.

“You don’t know the half of it and I don’t mean them,” Suzie said chuckling and nodding back towards the cabana.

“Oh, I see,” Curt replied. “Did you disturb them in the middle of something?”

“No, but I heard plenty from the locker room,” she quipped.

“Like what?”

Suzie leaned closer to him and whispered, “I heard Janie telling Andy to ‘Fuck her harder and deeper,’ and she was moaning and gasping as she did it.”

Curt laughed out loud and Mark yelled over, “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, nothing,” Curt said, and they busied themselves dishing out pizza and pouring drinks.

They continued to laugh quietly to themselves until Mary and Mark approached.

Mary and Mark joined them at the table wrapped in towels. Mary’s long dark hair was still dripping water down her back. They ate the pizza and drank Cokes while joking about the fun they all had in the pool. They thanked Curt for the invite. They were done eating and moved away from the table in the lounge chairs talking, when Janie and Andy finally emerged from the cabana.

“You guys ate already,” Janie said, as they moved to the table to see what was left.

There was still a good half pizza left and they sat to eat. Janie looked over to Suzie as she took her first bite. Suzie gave her a half laugh nod, which puzzled Janie. After they finished eating they joined the others. After some friendly conversation, Curt suggested they play one of his parent’s board games. Clue was an option, but they chose a game called Outburst so they could play guys versus girls. Curt got the game and they played till it got dark, which was about 8:30. They had laughed and joked a lot throughout the game and had a great time. At one point though, Janie leaned over to Suzie to whisper to her about the nod before.

“What was the weird nod and laugh you gave me before?” Janie asked.

“I went into the cabana to get the Cokes and you guys for pizza,” Suzie said.

“I didn’t hear you yell,” Janie said.

“I didn’t yell, but I did walk up to the locker room door with the intentions of knocking. I didn’t however when I heard you,” Suzie smiled.

“What? You heard me?” Janie said, now worried.

“Yes, quite distinctly,” Suzie stated with a grin.

“What’d you hear?” Janie said, now mortified.

“Something to the affect of, ‘Andy, fuck me harder and deeper,’ with a lot of moans and gasps,” Suzie said.

“Oh, my god!” Janie said, covering her mouth. “You didn’t! Oh, how embarrassing.”

“It’s great,” Suzie said. “Don’t worry, it was funny.”

“Damn,” Janie said, laughing now too.

“What’re you two whispering about over there?” Mary asked.

“Tell you later,” Janie said.

After the game was over, Janie and Andy said goodbye and thanked Curt again. They had to leave because both had homework and a busy day the next day. Curt suggested that they move the party into the cabana to avoid the bugs and watch some TV. Mark had a surprise if they were up for it. He had borrowed a porn movie from someone and had it in his backpack. They moved into the cabana and as Mark and Curt set things up.

Mary asked Suzie, “What were you and Janie talking about?”

When Suzie was done telling her the whole story, Mary was laughing hysterically. Mark asked this time what was so funny but Mary just told him later. They settled into watching the porn movie. This one was called “Backdoor Bitches” and was obviously about girls taking it in the anus. It was obvious, because the first scene opened with a young girl in a bikini by a pool being strip by two guys and fucked in the ass and mouth at the same time. She even was double penetrated by the two guys, which brought gasps from Suzie and Mary.

“Can someone really do that?” Mary asked, amazed.

“What?” Mark answered. “You mean take it in both holes at once? Sure.”

“My god,” said Mary. “I can’t imagine what that must feel like.”

“I guess it’s something you need to experience for yourself,” Mark said joking.

“I guess so,” Mary agreed, then blew him a kiss.

They watched the rest of the movie together. When it was over Mark and Mary decided it was time to go, leaving Suzie and Curt alone. It was 10:15.

“Suzie, do you need to go?” Curt asked.

“I do, but you must be horny after that movie,” Suzie said.

“I’ll be okay,” Curt said, but he didn’t sound convincing.

“I need to take care of you before I leave,” Suzie said.

“No, it’s okay.”

“You wanted in my ass before. I should let you do it, especially after that movie,” she said. “That movie probably made you want to do anal more than anything.”

“Well, yeah.” Curt agreed.

“We can do it and I know how,” Suzie said.

“You do?” Curt asked.

“Yes, while I give you head, I want you to work the butt plug up my ass. After I’m open and you’re good and primed, you can fuck me in the ass until you cum,” Suzie said.

“Good plan except for one thing,” Curt said. “How about you? Where do you get off?”

“I probably will. Don’t worry about me,” she said.

They tried exactly what Suzie had suggested. Curt got all the dildos and lube while Suzie covered the couch with towels. Suzie then lay down on the couch on her back. As Curt worked the lubed butt plug into her incredibly tight ass, Suzie sucked on Cyclops getting him hard in no time. While Curt worked the plug around in her ass, Suzie sucked him like she had in the shower.

Pre-cum bathed her tongue making her even more horny and moved her closer towards an orgasm. Curt could see the string of the tampon in her cunt but pretended not to notice. Even having a period, he thought she still had the best looking pussy he had ever seen. He worked the butt plug back and forth and Suzie moaned her approval. It felt great to her once she got comfortable to the intruder.

Now they were ready for Curt to enter her and he moved into position. Suzie reluctantly let go of his cock and watched him position it at the opening to her rectum. She leaned back and tried to relax. Curt moved the head into her rear hole and eased forward. The size difference to the plug was immediately apparent. She remember the last time they had opened her more with the dildo first. The time constraint meant they needed to take this abbreviated approach, but Suzie was second guessing her plan. The larger cockhead was splitting her poor little butt hole open like it as a wedge.

Suzie fought to relax as the pressure at her sphincter increased as Curt pressed forward. Finally the head popped inside and they both groaned with the effort and relief. Curt worked his lubed dick further into her slowly. It took what seemed like hours to Suzie but was really minutes to bury his cock to the root in her butt. Curt held it there for a while allowing Suzie to relax and get used to his big cock in her ass. When she finally indicated she was ready, he started moving. He moved slowly at first but built in pace and in no time was giving Suzie a strong rhythmic fucking in the ass. Suzie’s ass was so tight it squeezed Curt’s cock like an extra small velvet hand. He built towards his release as he quickened the tempo. Soon he was ramming into Suzie the same as if he was fucking her cunt.

Suzie moaned beneath him. The pain had left her ass. It still felt full but in a good way and his thrusts were pleasurable. Suzie was content to lay there and just let him have his way with her ass. She didn’t think she would cum but she wanted him to enjoy dumping a big load up her anal passage. She had her eyes closed when she heard the buzzing. Before she could open them to look she felt the vibrator touch her exposed clit. The electric pulse of pleasure opened her eyes wide and she gasped and then shrieked.

Curt told her, “Hold this against your pussy,” as he handed it to Suzie.

She was a little embarrassed to work her own cunt in front of him, but she did what he said. The vibrating pulses from the electric dildo drove her mad as she worked it around her clit and over her pussy lips. She forgot all about the tampon as she used the vibrator to push her towards a fantastic orgasm. With Curt pounding her ass and the vibrator pleasuring her snatch, Suzie climbed the ladder towards her climax.

When Curt bent down and sucked her left nipple into his mouth, that was all the stimulation her tired mind could take. She pinched her own other nipple as she arched her back off the couch. Rockets exploded in her mind as she held the vibrator to her clit. She vaguely realized Curt was huffing and puffing above her. In another few seconds he groaned loudly and she could feel his hot cum flooding her abused anal tunnel.

The multiple sensations drove the beautiful blond wild and she just tripped right into a second orgasm even before the first ended. Curt’s plowing off her tight rear hole slowed as he pumped her full of sperm. Suzie couldn’t take it anymore and allowed the vibrator to just roll free from her hand onto the couch. They stayed like that with Curt half laying on her and half supported by his elbows. They both panted as they tried to recover from the exertion and the ultimate pleasure.

Finally, Curt said to her, “You okay?”

“God, that was wild,” Suzie gasped, between breaths.

“How’s your butt?”

“It’ll probably be incredibly sore tomorrow, but it feels fine now. Maybe a bit abused but fine,” she said. “Did you like it?”

“I did, babe,” he said and kissed her. “It was incredible, thanks.”

They kissed passionately for several minutes until they both realized time was passing by. It was 10:45. The whole thing had taken a half hour but felt like two hours to them. They tried to move quickly and organized the cabana. Curt walked Suzie home at 11:00. They kissed with love and passion at the back door.

“God, you’re the greatest,” Curt said.

“You too,” Suzie said. “You bring out the woman in me.”

“I love you,” Curt said.

“I love you too,” Suzie cried.

They kissed with such passion Suzie could feel Cyclops stir in Curt’s swim trunks.

“My, could you really go again?” she asked, with a smile.

“You drive me wild,” Curt said. “All I want to do is pleasure you forever.”

“I’d like that,” Suzie said. “I’ll miss your touch ten minutes from now.”

“I’ll miss yours in nine minutes from now,” he replied grinning.

They worked their way down to zero with Suzie getting the last word.

“Suzie?”

“Yes.”

“I announce your lessons are officially over,” he said.

“You mean I’m a certified sexy woman now?” she asked with a smile.

“You not only passed the test, but you added chapters to the book,” Curt said joking.

“I did huh,” she mused.

“Especially with this,” he said, as he kissed her on the mouth.

“You like my mouth do you?” Suzie said, when the kiss parted.

“I love your mouth,” Curt said. “Almost as much as I love you!”

“Well, anything for my big strong man that I love so much,” she said.

The next kiss was so deep and full they both felt like it would be their last, the last as separate people that is. From now on Curt and Suzie would be together always.

“Thanks for reading this story. Hope you liked this final chapter. Happy Holidays! Look for more different things from me in 2007. Happy New Year!”