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Saturday I woke up, and when I went to grab the newspaper it was in one of those plastic bags, and it was drizzling. Well, there went the idea of going to the drive-in tonight. So I brought the paper in and pulled out the Entertainment section to see what was playing in one of the cinemas.
Hmmmm, there was a report in there about GameCon, a gaming convention. I went to the den and got out the Thomas Guide (a thick atlas that was full of detailed maps of LA) and had to look up where it was. OK, so now I knew where La Cañada was. Not that far, maybe a 30 minute trip each way.
Calls made, everybody agrees, I am just finishing loading up my backpack with gamebooks when I hear a knock on the door. I get down and Holly is already there, bouncing on her feet in excitement. I give her a hug and then point out the article and let her read it as I fill my dad in on the change of plans because of the weather. He thinks that is a great idea, then once again he pulls out his wallet and hands me a pair of $50s.
“Pete, in case you didn't look closely that is a $10 admission each. That is only for 1 day, $15 for 2. Now I don’t know if you guys will go both days, but for you and Linda that is $20 to $30, plus food and gas. Consider part of that an advance on your allowance next week, and have a good time.”
We each gave him a hug and headed off to get Linda. She was excited, and when Rosie asked how much it was, I told her the prices. “Are you guys going for just today, or tomorrow also?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I’m thinking we can check it out first, then decide. It may be dull as hell and only the afternoon is enough. I guess we’re playing this one by ear.”
She nods, and hands Linda $40. Heading to pick up Keith, Holly nervously says that she only brought $20. “Don’t worry” I told her. “I’ve got no problem paying your way, you can pay me back later. I know you’re good for it, you did pay me back for the pictures after all.”
Keith climbed in, and chatting about what’s to come we all drive to La Cañada. And the drive is actually pretty nice. The drive through the canyon to get there is kind of pretty, and for LA the traffic is really light. We pull in at the address, and it’s actually what appears to be a wedding hall. We go in, and I ask if we decide to go the next day if we could just pay the extra $5 and they said no problem. Turns out Holly did not need to worry, Keith paid for both of them, and I paid for Linda and me.
We spent the next hour just going from room to room. There were 6 of them of various sizes, from small ones the size of a classroom, to one the size of a basketball court. We saw games with hundreds of lead soldiers in historic battles, fantasy battles, one that was WWII with both tanks and infantry. Another room was board games. But board games I had never seen before. One was WWII and after watching several minutes of I knew I had to get it. We then found the retail room.
It was like paradise. Table after table set up by store owners, selling miniatures, books, comics, and anything else imaginable. We looked around and Linda got a set of opaque dice. No problem, you can never have to many dice after all. There was a guy selling packs of 50 generic character sheets and I bought 2 of those (one of which was going into Linda’s notebook). I also got a module because it had a village map inside, more than for the module itself. I saw Linda looking at some Player’s Handbooks and quickly called Holly over. I whispered in Holly's ear that I had already bought Linda a set for her birthday, and to talk her out of getting one. Holly smiled at me and nodded, distracting Linda from them to go look at some figures with her. Keith bought the same Thieves World set I’d gotten and was going through it and laughing at some of the encounters.
Shortly after we had wandered into the large game room and went from table to table. We sat down and we were going through our haul when a guy came up and asked if we were starting a game. Well, that was not planned but why not? So I borrowed the books from Keith (he had all of them, including the DM and Monster Manual), pulled out my adventure from the other night, and started to get things organized.
Holly pulled out Kaos, and soon we had 4 other players join us. One of them was a rather buxom college girl (which distracted the other guys much more than it did me or Keith), and soon we were recreating the game. Thankfully my friends were able to pretend it was all new to them, and everybody had a laugh at the first punch line (as well as annoying the dwarves by singing “Hi-Ho” over and over again).
Now they were kinda accepting that Holly was a Val, it was hard to miss when she talked. But as I had suggested she was vamping it up to the max when she was acting as Kaos. We had attracted quite a crowd by this point, and when one bystander asked what character she was playing, she said in a perfect deadpan “Like dude, don’t cha know? Like for real, I’m a Valley Elf!”
I swear half the room came over to see what all the laughter was about. Keith at that time broke into song, sounding like Frank Zappa as she sang over and over “Valley Elf, she’s a Valley Elf!”, and Holly broke into a verse about how badly orcs dressed. “Like fer sure fer sure! Like, that armor is like totally grody, ya know?”
There were about 30 people still watching as we continued towards the end, and once again the first blast from the second wand produced the expected fireball (this part after all was all scripted, Holly was just rolling the dice for effect). Then when the second produced butterflies the room went into an uproar. This time Kaos fired again however, and a rhino appeared and charged the orcs.
Not a clean sweep like the first time, but the remaining orcs beat a hasty retreat and the party got loot from the corpses left behind and the carts the fleeing orcs had abandoned. Everybody was soon asking me where I came up with the idea, and I blamed it on too much Monty Python. And a few guys were shocked that this was the first dungeon I had made, and had only first played it 2 nights ago. More than a few said they were going to steal my ideas, and I had no problem with that. I even showed them the books I had used for the random city encounters.
One guy who was around 40 came up wearing slacks and a polo shirt (Lacoste, not the Le Tigre’ ripoffs). He shook my hand then offered me his business card. He said that he caught most of the game, and said if I could flesh it out a bit more he might be interested in buying it to publish as a module. I showed him the books I had recently gotten, and he said “Good books, but it’s just a copy really. If you go to the sales room look for ‘Cities’ by Midkemia Press. That’s the original one, this is just a licensed copy.”
I was rather stoked, and said I would be finishing the second half next month. After it was playtested I would mail him a copy and see what he thought. We shook hands and he said that would be fine, and I told the others.
We watched a few other games being played, but none of which seemed as fun as the one we did. We did join in on one most of the way through, but soon it was obvious this was “Monty Hall” style (kill the orc and you get, a +5 Flaming Sword and a Ring of Wishes!) so we soon parted. We headed back to the sales room and indeed I did find a copy of Cities and got it. As well as a booklet about 40 pages long about different character classes and other things not included in the original game (Barbarian, Knight, and Hedge Mage were among them). And the last thing I selected was a board game called Dungeon! It was used so I got it for a good price, and it looked like it might be fun to play with Mandy. But not liking the generic game pieces I looked through a box of discount stuff another vendor had and selected about a dozen lead miniatures to play with instead.
By this time it was after 6, and we all decided we had enough for the day. We decided that this was fun for 1 day, but we could not imagine coming back tomorrow. But there was a flier for another one in February. That one was over a 3 day weekend, and was in Anaheim. We wondered if the parents would go for us spending the weekend there.
“Well, my mom might” Holly said. “If we got one room for Linda and me, and another one for you two. But dad would then ask how they could be sure that we actually stayed in those rooms.” We all nodded at that, as we looked at each other’s partner. Yea, that would probably be exactly what happened. Linda would most assuredly join me, as Keith would join Holly. And that then brought a small stiffening of the old flag pole as I realized what the “joining” might likely actually mean.
We headed back to the car, and decided splurging at Farrell’s Ice Cream sounded good to everybody (Keith’s idea). Thankfully it had stopped raining, and it had warmed up a bit. There was still a breeze, but it was warm and drying everything off. Some burgers and a Trough later (a big bowl with 6 scoops of ice cream, 2 bananas, and every topping imaginable) we got back in the car, and were on our way back to the runway.
Now my car was not as comfortable as my dad’s was the week before, but we made do just fine. After kissing for a few minutes Linda whispered into my ear “I’m thirsty”, and reached down to open my fly. I slid the seat back, and opened her blouse before sighing as she took me into her mouth. Gently I had her slip one arm after the other out of her blouse, and soon I had her topless and was caressing her all over as she was languidly sucking my cock.
I peeked back and saw Keith was watching, it was impossible to hide what she was doing this time as my car had bucket seats, and much of Linda (including her breasts hanging down) were clearly visible from the back. But Holly had her own hand in his pants and was licking his chest and nipples, so I doubt he was paying too much attention.
I then leaned my seat back a bit and was running one hand over her bottom as the other was alternating between caressing her face, and sliding through her hair. I noticed that she’d been growing her hair longer, and wondered why that was. But I wasn't able to keep that thought for very long as she was pushing down further, taking me back so I was barely entering her throat. She finally was able to take over half of my length in, then pulled back and resumed sucking and stroking.
I heard a rustling again, and peeked back to see Keith’s pants and shorts around his knees, and Holly’s bare back as she was slipping between him and me and obviously stroking him without clothing in the way. As she bent down I returned my attention to Linda again.
I groaned as she was now regularly taking me halfway in, and stroking faster. I whispered that I could not last much longer if she kept that up, and she moved her hand even faster. I got the idea, as that couldn't have been a comfortable position for her. I stretched my legs out as straight as I could, and lifted my bottom from the seat, letting my feet and back-shoulders hold me up.
My hand was sliding through her hair as I whispered “Baby, now!” right before I exploded in her mouth. The slurps from the front were now even louder than from the back as she took everything I gave her, and looking at me as she pulled her head back. After she visibly swallowed I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her as deeply as I could.
She tasted sweet, like mint and what I had just given her, as we kissed deeply before she leaned her head against my chest and we cuddled for a bit. I peeked back and saw Keith watching us for a moment before his eyes closed and his back arched up, obviously caught in his own pleasure.
About 10 minutes later we were all taking a break from kissing and were just cuddling up with our sweeties, and talking quietly about the day. Keith said that the agent he had met on Halloween was coming by next week to hear his band, and I wondered if there was any money to be made by a neophyte game designer. Shortly afterwards we got ourselves presentable and went for a walk in the cool air, arms wrapped around our partners. It was rather warm, but we still only took one lap before Keith and Holly were back inside the car, and I pulled Linda to the front and had her back pressed against the front bumper (thankfully washed the day before the rain started). I was soon pressing into her as her butt was pressed against Scout.
I reached up to caress her breasts, and realized she had not bothered to put her bra back on. After several minutes of tweaking her nipples and slipping my hands into the back of her loose-fitting pants I decided it was my turn. I nibbled on her ear and whispered “Baby, I’m thirsty” before I picked her up and had her sit on the hood. She tried to mumble a protest as I bent forward, and opening her blouse again I captured one of her nipples in my mouth.
I continued this for a few minutes, and saw that Keith seemed to be doing much the same in the back. With my hands I urged her to move her bottom up, and pulled her pants down to her knees. “Pete” she said, before I lifted her knees almost straight up, and ducked my head down and licked her damp and swollen pussy.
Then all I heard were moans, and a soft “Yes” as I kissed, licked, and sucked on her labia, before starting to press my tongue between them. I was holding Linda’s legs straight up, and she felt even tighter with her legs so tight together. I licked her for several minutes to appreciative gasps and moans before I wanted more.
Still holding her legs straight up, I pulled until one of the legs of her pants came over her foot and then they were dangling from only one leg. This let me part her thighs even more, and get an even better angle on her now open treasure.
I reached up and took her breasts in my hands as Linda rested her legs on my shoulders, and squeezed and caressed them as I alternated between sliding my tongue into her and licking her hard clit. I could tell by her sounds and how her hips were moving that she was getting closer, so I rose up a bit and with my hands under her bottom lifted. Now her knees were past my shoulders, her thighs squeezing my head and her calves resting against my back. I looked up and saw her own hands squeezing her breasts, her eyes closed in pleasure. She gave several squeaks, and I happened to glance up and into Scout.
I could see the lovely breasts of Holly, as she and Keith were sitting in the middle of the rear seat. Her back was also straight, and her pants around her knees. And while Keith’s hand was also quite obviously stroking her pussy, they were also both watching Linda and me!
And was the norm for my baby, she was starting to get quite vocal. Her moans were turning into softer, then not so soft cries, urging me to lick her faster, how good I was making her feel, then one hand sliding through my hair and pulling me in, urging me to lick her even faster.
With a wordless moan she arched her back even more, and came on my tongue. I continued to lick her, now slowing down as I helped her ride her peak. Then I experimentally sped up a bit and felt her hips responding, rocking up and down again. Knowing her signs by now I wrapped my lips around her hard clittie and sucked it in, hearing a loud gasp as I did so. And with tongue moving as fast as I could as my hands squeezed her delectable little bottom, within minutes I was bringing her through her second orgasm.
I peeked back once again as I was lowering Linda back onto the hood, just as I saw Holly kissing her own date hard. And by the rapid and almost spasmodic jerking of her hips she was probably reaching her peak as well.
I started to kiss my way up Linda’s belly when she reached down, grabbed my ears and forcefully pulled my head up and engaged me in a kiss of extreme passion. We spent the next several minutes kissing, slowly coming down from our passion of earlier. Finally I felt her shiver in my arms, and telling her to lift up I slipped her panties and pants back on.
We got back inside and I gave Linda several kisses. I had peeked back after, and saw that Holly’s nipples were quite visibly hard before she shyly covered them with her arms. Realizing that might not only be from passion I started the car, and once it warmed up turned on the heater.
As before we all cuddled up with our girls (boys) and chatted, and Keith wondered how this would work in a role playing scenario. Holly giggled and said that a constitution check would have to be made, to make sure you lasted long enough. Then Linda quipped that a will check would have to be made to see how long you could hold out.
I realized my lover was becoming quite the geek if she could make a D&D reference about saving rolls and sex. Not to be outdone, Keith mentioned that at least for some things (looking at Linda and me) that a degree of strength would be needed as well. I had been thinking since this little game started, and said that the most important things would be intelligence and dexterity.
Intelligence to know what should be done next, and dexterity to make sure you were nimble enough to carry them off. The girls both started to giggle at that, with Holly chirping up from the back “Well, trust me when I say that Keith certainly has the dexterity, and from what I just saw you certainly have the strength.”
Linda buried her face in my shoulder, but not before I caught that she was turning bright red. But she was giggling as well, so at least she was only embarrassed, not morbidly embarrassed. “Shush, you wench!” I mockingly called back to Holly. “Thou not be so saucy because thy own knave knoweth not enough to pluck thy ripe peach from it’s rightful place and taste of it’s own sweet juices for thyself.”
I was actually rather proud of that line, and apparently Linda was too because she gave me a mighty kiss for having delivered it. Looking back saw an obviously blushing Keith in the back, with a wide eyed and open mouthed Holly staring back at me.
“Oh god Pete, where did that come from?” she exclaimed. “My god, if I was not already...” she hesitated, then took a deep breath and continued. “If I was not wet already, that would have been enough to get me that way! That was like, fucking inspiring!” And I saw Holly was breathing a bit harder.
“Baby, not that what you have said and done was not” she said, looking at Keith and giving him a deep kiss.
“Well, I blame it on reading Chaucer, and the King James Bible.” I said. Then I closed my eyes, thought for a moment, then recited:
“Your stature is like a palm tree: your breasts are clusters of fruit.” I said “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of it’s fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of g****s, and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.”
“Wow,” Keith said from the back. “Dude, that’s like sexy as hell. Is that Chaucer?”
I laughed, and said “Nope, that’s from The Bible.”
I could see that all three of them were staring at me in disbelief.
“Come on dude” I said. “You know, the ‘Song of Songs’, normally attributed so King Solomon? You can’t tell me you have never read it!”
He shook his head, “Naw dude. Mostly I just tried to get my Hebrew as good as I could, learned what they told me to learn, and practiced so I could read from the scroll without stuttering. For me it was about Othniel from the Book of Judges.”
“For my B’not Mitzvah, as always it was a quote from the Book of Esther” Holly said. “For some reason the boys always have some quote from the main text, but we girls always read Esther.”
“Well, don’t feel bad” I said. “Us Gentiles generally are recognized when we come to age by having some water sprinkled on us to wash away our sins. Like we have had a lot of sins by the time we are 13.”
Everybody laughed at that, and soon we were talking about the differences in our religions. However, I was a bit surprised that I had never realized that my best friend was Jewish.
Now don’t think I’m prejudiced, I don’t think I’d ever met a Jewish person before I moved to California. And even though I was not Mormon, in Idaho (other than the area around Northern Idaho where a lot of inbreed nuts moved) we tended to have a lot of respect for the “c***dren of Israel”. Even though it was a Pre-Christian religion, the Mormons really seemed to respect the hell out of the Jews. And on many occasions I have overheard Missionaries talking about visiting Israel with pride, and how wonderful the people there were.
But I had just never realized Holly, like Keith was Jewish. It had never come up before, and to be honest I couldn’t have cared less. “Well, I was raised Methodist. So we were not in for the relic rattling of the Papists, or the demonic chantings of the Jews.”
Everybody laughed at that, and Linda admitted that although she had only been to church a few times, it was normally a Lutheran church.
“Catholic Light,” Keith laughed. “Most of the ceremony, less of the guilt.”
We all laughed again, and I pulled Linda’s lips back up and kissed her thoroughly. “Baby, I don’t care what church you go to. You are a good person, that is all that matters to me.”
Soon we were all making out again, but with our passions satiated, it was more tenderness from the couples both front and back. Linda slid into my lap and we spent about 20 minutes kissing and cuddling. Soon however I heard Keith asking from the back if there was a bathroom around here.
So with jackets back on against the now cooling wind we all got out and I showed them where the portable toilets were. Keith and I went first, then stepped a respectable distance away as Linda and Holly went. We walked around the runway again while we held each other, and then got back into the car.
Another half-hour or so of kissing and gentle caresses, and then my alarm went off again. As we generally do, we spent about 15 minutes kissing and making sure everything was back in place (“No, give me that, you are trying to put it on backwards” was heard from the back) and we were on our way back home.
As usual, Holly and Keith sharing kisses as I dropped him off, then Holly and I walking Linda to her house and I got a final kiss before she headed in.
I was taking Holly home and we were talking about the day we had. When I pulled in front of her house she placed her hand on my wrist before I could open my door and said she wanted to talk for a moment. I saw we still had at least 10 minutes, so of course I was all hers.
“Pete, I think you should know, we saw you earlier. When you, were, ahhh, outside the car.”
“Yea, I know. I caught a glimpse of you two watching” I said.
“I’ve heard about it, of course. I’ve had friends giggle about it, but I didn’t realize that people really, actually, did THAT!” she exclaimed.
I blushed a bit, and said “Well, Linda has done it for me, and I felt it was only right to return the favor. And I enjoy it, because I know she enjoys it. One thing I’ve learned about sex, is that most of it is in trying to please your partner more than yourself. If you do that, then everybody is happy afterwards.”
“How profound,! First sexual quotes in Pre-Elizabethan English, then dirty Bible quotes. Now sexual philosophy. You are full of wonders Pete. But, errr, ahhh, shit. What I mean to ask is, errr,, is it not, bad? You know, doing that?”
I squeezed her hand in mine and simply said “Holly, you have done the same to Keith.” A nod and blush. “How could returning it be any worse? She enjoyed it, that’s more than enough reason for me” I said.
“I was wondering, because nobody has done that to me before. And, and, Keith said we had to borrow the hood next time we go out there.” And again a pretty blush.
I laughed and hugged her, and told her it would be OK. Then feeling a bit naughty, I said “Just tell him to enjoy himself. But if it happens to be ‘that time’, to stick to your clit or he will look like Dracula when he’s finished.”
“Like oh my god Pete, that is like so gross!” she exclaimed, then started into a fit of giggles.
Looking at my watch I saw it was 12 on the dot, and pulling her head down to give her a kiss on the top of her head I got out and walked around the car to open her door for her. Reaching in I took her hand and helped her out, then placed it on my arm as I walked her to her door.
“Pete, thanks for today, it was incredible, in many ways. I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend, I probably won’t see you until Monday.”
She then gave me a big hug, then gave me a big kiss on the cheek. I saw her pull back rather quickly, then turned red as she looked into my eyes and raised her hand to her lips.
She then whispered “Pete, you should wash your face before you go in. You, err, you still taste like Linda.” she said, then quickly went inside. I drove to my side of the block, then seeing that the lights were all off but the porch light I went inside.
Hmmmm, there was a report in there about GameCon, a gaming convention. I went to the den and got out the Thomas Guide (a thick atlas that was full of detailed maps of LA) and had to look up where it was. OK, so now I knew where La Cañada was. Not that far, maybe a 30 minute trip each way.
Calls made, everybody agrees, I am just finishing loading up my backpack with gamebooks when I hear a knock on the door. I get down and Holly is already there, bouncing on her feet in excitement. I give her a hug and then point out the article and let her read it as I fill my dad in on the change of plans because of the weather. He thinks that is a great idea, then once again he pulls out his wallet and hands me a pair of $50s.
“Pete, in case you didn't look closely that is a $10 admission each. That is only for 1 day, $15 for 2. Now I don’t know if you guys will go both days, but for you and Linda that is $20 to $30, plus food and gas. Consider part of that an advance on your allowance next week, and have a good time.”
We each gave him a hug and headed off to get Linda. She was excited, and when Rosie asked how much it was, I told her the prices. “Are you guys going for just today, or tomorrow also?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I’m thinking we can check it out first, then decide. It may be dull as hell and only the afternoon is enough. I guess we’re playing this one by ear.”
She nods, and hands Linda $40. Heading to pick up Keith, Holly nervously says that she only brought $20. “Don’t worry” I told her. “I’ve got no problem paying your way, you can pay me back later. I know you’re good for it, you did pay me back for the pictures after all.”
Keith climbed in, and chatting about what’s to come we all drive to La Cañada. And the drive is actually pretty nice. The drive through the canyon to get there is kind of pretty, and for LA the traffic is really light. We pull in at the address, and it’s actually what appears to be a wedding hall. We go in, and I ask if we decide to go the next day if we could just pay the extra $5 and they said no problem. Turns out Holly did not need to worry, Keith paid for both of them, and I paid for Linda and me.
We spent the next hour just going from room to room. There were 6 of them of various sizes, from small ones the size of a classroom, to one the size of a basketball court. We saw games with hundreds of lead soldiers in historic battles, fantasy battles, one that was WWII with both tanks and infantry. Another room was board games. But board games I had never seen before. One was WWII and after watching several minutes of I knew I had to get it. We then found the retail room.
It was like paradise. Table after table set up by store owners, selling miniatures, books, comics, and anything else imaginable. We looked around and Linda got a set of opaque dice. No problem, you can never have to many dice after all. There was a guy selling packs of 50 generic character sheets and I bought 2 of those (one of which was going into Linda’s notebook). I also got a module because it had a village map inside, more than for the module itself. I saw Linda looking at some Player’s Handbooks and quickly called Holly over. I whispered in Holly's ear that I had already bought Linda a set for her birthday, and to talk her out of getting one. Holly smiled at me and nodded, distracting Linda from them to go look at some figures with her. Keith bought the same Thieves World set I’d gotten and was going through it and laughing at some of the encounters.
Shortly after we had wandered into the large game room and went from table to table. We sat down and we were going through our haul when a guy came up and asked if we were starting a game. Well, that was not planned but why not? So I borrowed the books from Keith (he had all of them, including the DM and Monster Manual), pulled out my adventure from the other night, and started to get things organized.
Holly pulled out Kaos, and soon we had 4 other players join us. One of them was a rather buxom college girl (which distracted the other guys much more than it did me or Keith), and soon we were recreating the game. Thankfully my friends were able to pretend it was all new to them, and everybody had a laugh at the first punch line (as well as annoying the dwarves by singing “Hi-Ho” over and over again).
Now they were kinda accepting that Holly was a Val, it was hard to miss when she talked. But as I had suggested she was vamping it up to the max when she was acting as Kaos. We had attracted quite a crowd by this point, and when one bystander asked what character she was playing, she said in a perfect deadpan “Like dude, don’t cha know? Like for real, I’m a Valley Elf!”
I swear half the room came over to see what all the laughter was about. Keith at that time broke into song, sounding like Frank Zappa as she sang over and over “Valley Elf, she’s a Valley Elf!”, and Holly broke into a verse about how badly orcs dressed. “Like fer sure fer sure! Like, that armor is like totally grody, ya know?”
There were about 30 people still watching as we continued towards the end, and once again the first blast from the second wand produced the expected fireball (this part after all was all scripted, Holly was just rolling the dice for effect). Then when the second produced butterflies the room went into an uproar. This time Kaos fired again however, and a rhino appeared and charged the orcs.
Not a clean sweep like the first time, but the remaining orcs beat a hasty retreat and the party got loot from the corpses left behind and the carts the fleeing orcs had abandoned. Everybody was soon asking me where I came up with the idea, and I blamed it on too much Monty Python. And a few guys were shocked that this was the first dungeon I had made, and had only first played it 2 nights ago. More than a few said they were going to steal my ideas, and I had no problem with that. I even showed them the books I had used for the random city encounters.
One guy who was around 40 came up wearing slacks and a polo shirt (Lacoste, not the Le Tigre’ ripoffs). He shook my hand then offered me his business card. He said that he caught most of the game, and said if I could flesh it out a bit more he might be interested in buying it to publish as a module. I showed him the books I had recently gotten, and he said “Good books, but it’s just a copy really. If you go to the sales room look for ‘Cities’ by Midkemia Press. That’s the original one, this is just a licensed copy.”
I was rather stoked, and said I would be finishing the second half next month. After it was playtested I would mail him a copy and see what he thought. We shook hands and he said that would be fine, and I told the others.
We watched a few other games being played, but none of which seemed as fun as the one we did. We did join in on one most of the way through, but soon it was obvious this was “Monty Hall” style (kill the orc and you get, a +5 Flaming Sword and a Ring of Wishes!) so we soon parted. We headed back to the sales room and indeed I did find a copy of Cities and got it. As well as a booklet about 40 pages long about different character classes and other things not included in the original game (Barbarian, Knight, and Hedge Mage were among them). And the last thing I selected was a board game called Dungeon! It was used so I got it for a good price, and it looked like it might be fun to play with Mandy. But not liking the generic game pieces I looked through a box of discount stuff another vendor had and selected about a dozen lead miniatures to play with instead.
By this time it was after 6, and we all decided we had enough for the day. We decided that this was fun for 1 day, but we could not imagine coming back tomorrow. But there was a flier for another one in February. That one was over a 3 day weekend, and was in Anaheim. We wondered if the parents would go for us spending the weekend there.
“Well, my mom might” Holly said. “If we got one room for Linda and me, and another one for you two. But dad would then ask how they could be sure that we actually stayed in those rooms.” We all nodded at that, as we looked at each other’s partner. Yea, that would probably be exactly what happened. Linda would most assuredly join me, as Keith would join Holly. And that then brought a small stiffening of the old flag pole as I realized what the “joining” might likely actually mean.
We headed back to the car, and decided splurging at Farrell’s Ice Cream sounded good to everybody (Keith’s idea). Thankfully it had stopped raining, and it had warmed up a bit. There was still a breeze, but it was warm and drying everything off. Some burgers and a Trough later (a big bowl with 6 scoops of ice cream, 2 bananas, and every topping imaginable) we got back in the car, and were on our way back to the runway.
Now my car was not as comfortable as my dad’s was the week before, but we made do just fine. After kissing for a few minutes Linda whispered into my ear “I’m thirsty”, and reached down to open my fly. I slid the seat back, and opened her blouse before sighing as she took me into her mouth. Gently I had her slip one arm after the other out of her blouse, and soon I had her topless and was caressing her all over as she was languidly sucking my cock.
I peeked back and saw Keith was watching, it was impossible to hide what she was doing this time as my car had bucket seats, and much of Linda (including her breasts hanging down) were clearly visible from the back. But Holly had her own hand in his pants and was licking his chest and nipples, so I doubt he was paying too much attention.
I then leaned my seat back a bit and was running one hand over her bottom as the other was alternating between caressing her face, and sliding through her hair. I noticed that she’d been growing her hair longer, and wondered why that was. But I wasn't able to keep that thought for very long as she was pushing down further, taking me back so I was barely entering her throat. She finally was able to take over half of my length in, then pulled back and resumed sucking and stroking.
I heard a rustling again, and peeked back to see Keith’s pants and shorts around his knees, and Holly’s bare back as she was slipping between him and me and obviously stroking him without clothing in the way. As she bent down I returned my attention to Linda again.
I groaned as she was now regularly taking me halfway in, and stroking faster. I whispered that I could not last much longer if she kept that up, and she moved her hand even faster. I got the idea, as that couldn't have been a comfortable position for her. I stretched my legs out as straight as I could, and lifted my bottom from the seat, letting my feet and back-shoulders hold me up.
My hand was sliding through her hair as I whispered “Baby, now!” right before I exploded in her mouth. The slurps from the front were now even louder than from the back as she took everything I gave her, and looking at me as she pulled her head back. After she visibly swallowed I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her as deeply as I could.
She tasted sweet, like mint and what I had just given her, as we kissed deeply before she leaned her head against my chest and we cuddled for a bit. I peeked back and saw Keith watching us for a moment before his eyes closed and his back arched up, obviously caught in his own pleasure.
About 10 minutes later we were all taking a break from kissing and were just cuddling up with our sweeties, and talking quietly about the day. Keith said that the agent he had met on Halloween was coming by next week to hear his band, and I wondered if there was any money to be made by a neophyte game designer. Shortly afterwards we got ourselves presentable and went for a walk in the cool air, arms wrapped around our partners. It was rather warm, but we still only took one lap before Keith and Holly were back inside the car, and I pulled Linda to the front and had her back pressed against the front bumper (thankfully washed the day before the rain started). I was soon pressing into her as her butt was pressed against Scout.
I reached up to caress her breasts, and realized she had not bothered to put her bra back on. After several minutes of tweaking her nipples and slipping my hands into the back of her loose-fitting pants I decided it was my turn. I nibbled on her ear and whispered “Baby, I’m thirsty” before I picked her up and had her sit on the hood. She tried to mumble a protest as I bent forward, and opening her blouse again I captured one of her nipples in my mouth.
I continued this for a few minutes, and saw that Keith seemed to be doing much the same in the back. With my hands I urged her to move her bottom up, and pulled her pants down to her knees. “Pete” she said, before I lifted her knees almost straight up, and ducked my head down and licked her damp and swollen pussy.
Then all I heard were moans, and a soft “Yes” as I kissed, licked, and sucked on her labia, before starting to press my tongue between them. I was holding Linda’s legs straight up, and she felt even tighter with her legs so tight together. I licked her for several minutes to appreciative gasps and moans before I wanted more.
Still holding her legs straight up, I pulled until one of the legs of her pants came over her foot and then they were dangling from only one leg. This let me part her thighs even more, and get an even better angle on her now open treasure.
I reached up and took her breasts in my hands as Linda rested her legs on my shoulders, and squeezed and caressed them as I alternated between sliding my tongue into her and licking her hard clit. I could tell by her sounds and how her hips were moving that she was getting closer, so I rose up a bit and with my hands under her bottom lifted. Now her knees were past my shoulders, her thighs squeezing my head and her calves resting against my back. I looked up and saw her own hands squeezing her breasts, her eyes closed in pleasure. She gave several squeaks, and I happened to glance up and into Scout.
I could see the lovely breasts of Holly, as she and Keith were sitting in the middle of the rear seat. Her back was also straight, and her pants around her knees. And while Keith’s hand was also quite obviously stroking her pussy, they were also both watching Linda and me!
And was the norm for my baby, she was starting to get quite vocal. Her moans were turning into softer, then not so soft cries, urging me to lick her faster, how good I was making her feel, then one hand sliding through my hair and pulling me in, urging me to lick her even faster.
With a wordless moan she arched her back even more, and came on my tongue. I continued to lick her, now slowing down as I helped her ride her peak. Then I experimentally sped up a bit and felt her hips responding, rocking up and down again. Knowing her signs by now I wrapped my lips around her hard clittie and sucked it in, hearing a loud gasp as I did so. And with tongue moving as fast as I could as my hands squeezed her delectable little bottom, within minutes I was bringing her through her second orgasm.
I peeked back once again as I was lowering Linda back onto the hood, just as I saw Holly kissing her own date hard. And by the rapid and almost spasmodic jerking of her hips she was probably reaching her peak as well.
I started to kiss my way up Linda’s belly when she reached down, grabbed my ears and forcefully pulled my head up and engaged me in a kiss of extreme passion. We spent the next several minutes kissing, slowly coming down from our passion of earlier. Finally I felt her shiver in my arms, and telling her to lift up I slipped her panties and pants back on.
We got back inside and I gave Linda several kisses. I had peeked back after, and saw that Holly’s nipples were quite visibly hard before she shyly covered them with her arms. Realizing that might not only be from passion I started the car, and once it warmed up turned on the heater.
As before we all cuddled up with our girls (boys) and chatted, and Keith wondered how this would work in a role playing scenario. Holly giggled and said that a constitution check would have to be made, to make sure you lasted long enough. Then Linda quipped that a will check would have to be made to see how long you could hold out.
I realized my lover was becoming quite the geek if she could make a D&D reference about saving rolls and sex. Not to be outdone, Keith mentioned that at least for some things (looking at Linda and me) that a degree of strength would be needed as well. I had been thinking since this little game started, and said that the most important things would be intelligence and dexterity.
Intelligence to know what should be done next, and dexterity to make sure you were nimble enough to carry them off. The girls both started to giggle at that, with Holly chirping up from the back “Well, trust me when I say that Keith certainly has the dexterity, and from what I just saw you certainly have the strength.”
Linda buried her face in my shoulder, but not before I caught that she was turning bright red. But she was giggling as well, so at least she was only embarrassed, not morbidly embarrassed. “Shush, you wench!” I mockingly called back to Holly. “Thou not be so saucy because thy own knave knoweth not enough to pluck thy ripe peach from it’s rightful place and taste of it’s own sweet juices for thyself.”
I was actually rather proud of that line, and apparently Linda was too because she gave me a mighty kiss for having delivered it. Looking back saw an obviously blushing Keith in the back, with a wide eyed and open mouthed Holly staring back at me.
“Oh god Pete, where did that come from?” she exclaimed. “My god, if I was not already...” she hesitated, then took a deep breath and continued. “If I was not wet already, that would have been enough to get me that way! That was like, fucking inspiring!” And I saw Holly was breathing a bit harder.
“Baby, not that what you have said and done was not” she said, looking at Keith and giving him a deep kiss.
“Well, I blame it on reading Chaucer, and the King James Bible.” I said. Then I closed my eyes, thought for a moment, then recited:
“Your stature is like a palm tree: your breasts are clusters of fruit.” I said “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of it’s fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of g****s, and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.”
“Wow,” Keith said from the back. “Dude, that’s like sexy as hell. Is that Chaucer?”
I laughed, and said “Nope, that’s from The Bible.”
I could see that all three of them were staring at me in disbelief.
“Come on dude” I said. “You know, the ‘Song of Songs’, normally attributed so King Solomon? You can’t tell me you have never read it!”
He shook his head, “Naw dude. Mostly I just tried to get my Hebrew as good as I could, learned what they told me to learn, and practiced so I could read from the scroll without stuttering. For me it was about Othniel from the Book of Judges.”
“For my B’not Mitzvah, as always it was a quote from the Book of Esther” Holly said. “For some reason the boys always have some quote from the main text, but we girls always read Esther.”
“Well, don’t feel bad” I said. “Us Gentiles generally are recognized when we come to age by having some water sprinkled on us to wash away our sins. Like we have had a lot of sins by the time we are 13.”
Everybody laughed at that, and soon we were talking about the differences in our religions. However, I was a bit surprised that I had never realized that my best friend was Jewish.
Now don’t think I’m prejudiced, I don’t think I’d ever met a Jewish person before I moved to California. And even though I was not Mormon, in Idaho (other than the area around Northern Idaho where a lot of inbreed nuts moved) we tended to have a lot of respect for the “c***dren of Israel”. Even though it was a Pre-Christian religion, the Mormons really seemed to respect the hell out of the Jews. And on many occasions I have overheard Missionaries talking about visiting Israel with pride, and how wonderful the people there were.
But I had just never realized Holly, like Keith was Jewish. It had never come up before, and to be honest I couldn’t have cared less. “Well, I was raised Methodist. So we were not in for the relic rattling of the Papists, or the demonic chantings of the Jews.”
Everybody laughed at that, and Linda admitted that although she had only been to church a few times, it was normally a Lutheran church.
“Catholic Light,” Keith laughed. “Most of the ceremony, less of the guilt.”
We all laughed again, and I pulled Linda’s lips back up and kissed her thoroughly. “Baby, I don’t care what church you go to. You are a good person, that is all that matters to me.”
Soon we were all making out again, but with our passions satiated, it was more tenderness from the couples both front and back. Linda slid into my lap and we spent about 20 minutes kissing and cuddling. Soon however I heard Keith asking from the back if there was a bathroom around here.
So with jackets back on against the now cooling wind we all got out and I showed them where the portable toilets were. Keith and I went first, then stepped a respectable distance away as Linda and Holly went. We walked around the runway again while we held each other, and then got back into the car.
Another half-hour or so of kissing and gentle caresses, and then my alarm went off again. As we generally do, we spent about 15 minutes kissing and making sure everything was back in place (“No, give me that, you are trying to put it on backwards” was heard from the back) and we were on our way back home.
As usual, Holly and Keith sharing kisses as I dropped him off, then Holly and I walking Linda to her house and I got a final kiss before she headed in.
I was taking Holly home and we were talking about the day we had. When I pulled in front of her house she placed her hand on my wrist before I could open my door and said she wanted to talk for a moment. I saw we still had at least 10 minutes, so of course I was all hers.
“Pete, I think you should know, we saw you earlier. When you, were, ahhh, outside the car.”
“Yea, I know. I caught a glimpse of you two watching” I said.
“I’ve heard about it, of course. I’ve had friends giggle about it, but I didn’t realize that people really, actually, did THAT!” she exclaimed.
I blushed a bit, and said “Well, Linda has done it for me, and I felt it was only right to return the favor. And I enjoy it, because I know she enjoys it. One thing I’ve learned about sex, is that most of it is in trying to please your partner more than yourself. If you do that, then everybody is happy afterwards.”
“How profound,! First sexual quotes in Pre-Elizabethan English, then dirty Bible quotes. Now sexual philosophy. You are full of wonders Pete. But, errr, ahhh, shit. What I mean to ask is, errr,, is it not, bad? You know, doing that?”
I squeezed her hand in mine and simply said “Holly, you have done the same to Keith.” A nod and blush. “How could returning it be any worse? She enjoyed it, that’s more than enough reason for me” I said.
“I was wondering, because nobody has done that to me before. And, and, Keith said we had to borrow the hood next time we go out there.” And again a pretty blush.
I laughed and hugged her, and told her it would be OK. Then feeling a bit naughty, I said “Just tell him to enjoy himself. But if it happens to be ‘that time’, to stick to your clit or he will look like Dracula when he’s finished.”
“Like oh my god Pete, that is like so gross!” she exclaimed, then started into a fit of giggles.
Looking at my watch I saw it was 12 on the dot, and pulling her head down to give her a kiss on the top of her head I got out and walked around the car to open her door for her. Reaching in I took her hand and helped her out, then placed it on my arm as I walked her to her door.
“Pete, thanks for today, it was incredible, in many ways. I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend, I probably won’t see you until Monday.”
She then gave me a big hug, then gave me a big kiss on the cheek. I saw her pull back rather quickly, then turned red as she looked into my eyes and raised her hand to her lips.
She then whispered “Pete, you should wash your face before you go in. You, err, you still taste like Linda.” she said, then quickly went inside. I drove to my side of the block, then seeing that the lights were all off but the porch light I went inside.
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