TEENAGE YEARS ARE HARD free porn video

Teenage Years Are Hard
by Edipus (address withheld)

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A boy spies on his neighbors and gets drawn into a
bisexual, foursome. (mf-teens, 1st, bi, inc, voy)

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I hit puberty late, as a result I was always smaller
then most boys my age. This, added to fact, I was
nearly six months younger than most of the k**s in my
school.

I discovered masturbation at the age of 13, and wore
sores on my member and hand due to the amount of time
per day I played with myself. I found that although sex
and girls were a vast mystery, I felt the desire and
lust deeply. I had done the usual bit of going into my
mother's things, i.e.: bras, panties and so forth.

I remember smelling dirty panties in the bathroom, and
that odor that fascinated me. That musky odor that
seemed to spark forces deep inside my mind. Dark and
foreboding forces of a****l pleasure's not yet known.
Such was life at age 14 nearly 15. Not much with girls
and knowing there would be more, anxious about what
that would be.

We lived in a very affluent part of Dallas, most of the
household incomes far in-excess of $250,000 per year.
Two houses over, lived a very wealthy family which
consisted of a father who was always away. A very
beautiful mother, in her forties, and their two
c***dren Mark, and Jill.

Mark was about 16 and had just started to drive; he had
all the things I wanted. Good looks, tall, muscle
bound, he was very popular at school and he knew the
right people. His sister Jill was 15 and she was
equally beautiful, looking just like her mother. Short
and sassy blond hair, with a wonderful smile. Her
figure was ravenous for a girl of her age. And she was
not timid, about anything. She had a reputation at
school of being very wild.

She didn't have a steady boyfriend, but she flirted
with everyone. The family as a whole was known to be a
little weird. Both Jill and Mark had their own rooms
above the garage, and behind the main house.

My room was located on our second floor in a converted
attic. It had two shaded windows at either end of the
pyramid shaped attic. The west side window looked out
into both my next door neighbors house, and beyond
could be seen the window of Jill's room. She always had
the d****s pulled, blocking my attempts to use the
telescope my dad had gotten me years ago.

It was about 10:45pm on a Tuesday, I was hacking away
on my Commodore computer at my desk with that west side
window open. It was getting late and I was about to
jack off to a stolen playboy and go to bed. Then I saw
Mark's car lights coming up their drive way, coming to
a halt just before the garage. Both car doors opened,
and Mark and Jill stepped out.

Jill was bouncing around in her private school uniform
consisting of a sweater and checkered mini skirt. Mark
wore Levi's and Polo. Jill followed Mark up the stares
to their rooms, and ran up and hugged him. It was
strange to me, the manner in which she embraced him.

I could see that they were talking about something, but
from this distance in the dark I could not tell what. I
pulled out my old telescope and rapidly tried to focus
in on their front door to the garage. I thought I could
make out Jill's sweater unbuttoned and the white of her
blouse below, which it also looked to be unbuttoned. I
paused and tried to focus better.

Just at that time Mark opened the door and turned on
their inside light. This light obscured my vision as
they walked into the apartment and shut the door.
"Damn!" I shouted.

Strange thoughts started rolling in my mind, all the
possibilities for what I thought I had just seen. The
image of her unbuttoned shirt and the tan of her skin
beneath.

My dick started to enlarge, with my mind fixed on that
image. I stroked myself under my boxers, as a smear of
pre-cum slipped my hand along. I was yet again resigned
to myself. Left only imagining what was taking place
behind the doors of their garage apartment. My dick was
hard and my eye's were closed, stroking up and down
leaning back in my desk chair.

I opened my eye ever so slightly, and caught a strange
light out beyond my window. My eyes flew wide open as I
watched Jill pull open her blinds and open her window.
She was dressed in nothing but her white school blouse
half unbuttoned, staring out into the night. The white
light from within her room creating a ghostly image
against the dark.

I hurriedly moved my telescope back into position, and
rapidly began to focus. Fearing that the lights would
go off, and the moment would be lost. This time however
nothing changed, the telescope brought me a prefect
image of her body. She was only visible from the waste
up, and I could now see the white outline of her bra. I
could barely make out the outline of her breasts, so
firm and round. The cool night air, causing the nipples
to slowly erect.

She seemed to have a strange foggy expression on her
face, almost out of touch with what was around her. In
a sort of a surreal, state of being, beyond that of
normal action and response. She moved away from the
window, but yet still allowing me a view of the
interior of her bedroom. Her arms pulled off the white
blouse exposing her bra, and revealing for the first
time, her white lace panties.

She rolled her head back and forth, and sat on the edge
of her bed, which was clear out of the corner of my
vision. I fumbled with the zoom setting on the
telescope and tried to bring things in closer and
clearer. The view now became clear, Jill moved her arms
up to slowly brush her right breast, its nipple growing
with the pass. On the down stroke she cupped and
squeezed it, with this one hand, and with her index
finger, she traced the outline of her bra, around its
top edge. Then feeling more forceful she moved her
index finger under the lace to gently touch her now
fully erect nipple.

I stopped and thought to myself, unsure of what I was
seeing. My heart pounded inside my chest, my dick was
as hard as I had ever seen it. Things were moving way
to fast; I wanted to somehow be there with her, to
touch her.

I strained and looked closer as her free hand moved
down the side of her chest and waste coming to meet the
center of her abdomen, around her belly button. There
her hand paused a moment slowly circling around the top
lace of her panties. Her stroking went still lower, as
I lost focus for a second and she spread her legs. I
pulled the zoom lens back a bit and could now see her
hand had found it's way under her panties, Where I
could barely make out the rotation of her fingers.

Her legs spread wide now. She pushed her self up
further on the bed, as to lay flat. But with the final
push up further on the bed, she was out of my view now,
except for her feet showing at the beds end. Big toes
pointed away from each other. Slowly moving faster and
faster, in a jerky motion.

"Fuck!!" I'm missing it.

I moved my telescope to all possible angels, trying to
get a closer look. Each time perhaps seeing a little
more, but not the whole thing. But then in the heat of
the moment my eye caught something, something so slight
as to almost go un-noticed. The closet door in her room
had a full length mirror. And via the reflection of
this mirror I strained to make something out.

At first I thought it was the reflection of a poster of
a man against her wall, but then the supposed poster
moved a little, and came better in focus. It was Mark.
Mark was standing somewhere in her room, hidden off
somewhere to her side. His was dressed only in a muscle
shirt, and nothing else.

It was very difficult to make out the scene from a
reflection, but he appeared to have his cock in hand,
moving his hand with a strong grip up and down its
length. Mark was 16, and well built. But what was he
doing in his sister's room, watching her playing with
her clit! I strained hard to see as much as I could,
seeing Mark's hard cock being stroked back and forth,
while still hoping to catch a better view of whatever
Jill was doing.

Whatever she was doing, its pace was quickening. The
movement of her feet, picked up, as she moved up and
down the bed with an intensifying pace. Mark was also
picking up steam, jerking his cock faster and faster,
changing hands and grips from time to time. My own cock
dripped pre-cum as my hand whacked away. I was so close
to cumming, and I felt a sexual high, I had never known
before.

Just then Jill's feet spasimed and shook. This lasted
for about 20 seconds, and then she was still. Mark was
feverishly moving his hand up and down his dick's
length.

Jill's feet disappeared for a moment. And then I lost
Mark's reflection in the mirror. Scrambling to recover,
I moved the telescope around. Still nothing. Minutes
turned to an eternity. "Please God, let this not be
it!" I mumbled to myself.

Then Jill, fully nude sat at the end of her bed.
Followed by a now, totally nude Mark. Mark stood right
in front of her, her face coming up to his waste. She
then reached out and took his cock in her hands, He
trembled with her touch. Jill began to move her hand
firmly up and down Marks cock, picking up steam with
each stroke, her free hand now went down between her
legs, but I couldn't get a good look.

With my own hand barely moving, and yet I was moments
away from cumming. Mark's back arched and Jill's hand
caught his climax on an up stroke. His cock sent a
ribbon a cum up and on to her chest. I immediately
followed, sending my own cum spurting all over my hands
and boxer shorts. My own spasm knocked the telescope
out of focus for a second. I recovered somewhat, and
refocused. Mark stood over Jill, Jill still milking the
last drop of Marks cum, I could see the white globs of
his aftermath, which Jill now rubbed in.

Somehow the lights in their room went out and the room
was completely dark. I watched for a few minutes more,
but nothing. I went to my bathroom and got a towel to
wipe myself off. The whole thing being like a dream,
the time now being around midnight. sleep was hopeless,
but I found myself exhausted. I took one more look into
the dark room of my neighbors, and crashed myself into
my bed, rubbing my own cock still and thinking about
what I had just seen.

I sat in my bed that night and sorted the new feelings
I felt. Seeing Jill like that, the reality of it still
shocked me. But it was more than that. The thought of
Mark standing there, hard cock in hand also sent
strange feelings. These feelings I felt the most
ashamed of, why was I turned on at seeing both of them?
Was that wrong?

I never thought that I had a problem with gender
identification, I accepted and enjoyed the fact I was
male. But somewhere deep inside, there was a
fascination to experience all forms of sex. Almost
limitless, with pleasure as the only goal. A primal
drive, for which I now felt guilty and ashamed. sleep
finally came that night, filling my mind with the nude
forms of what I had seen. Right or wrong, I liked it,
and wanted more.

Saturday

There was a walkway that ran down the back of each
house. It was too small to be a alley. In some places
you could only walk by single file. Most people stayed
out of this area, because it was pretty creepy, and
some places had poison ivy. It was getting close to
nine at night, and during the last couple of days I had
been tormented by no repeat sessions at the window. I
longed for a closer look, I felt myself compelled to
get closer. Regardless of the risks.

I told my parents I was going out front for awhile,
then slipped around to this back mini alley I
described. Mark and Jill's house was only about 75 feet
down this alley but it was surrounded by a tall brick
wall. My plan was to climb the tree that was above that
wall and try to see inside her window, or at least his.
The wall to alley side was covered in plants, and I
found it hard to gain a foothold, and start the climb.

Carefully I started my climb, and found the limb I
wanted to sit on, it partially covered my with other
limbs and leaves. Jill's shades were partially pulled
down, and a dim light somewhere in the room didn't
light much. I looked down in the drive way and noticed
that Mark's car was not there. Parked to the side there
was however a red Z-28, with the personal license plate
that read "2MUCH4U", I thought I had seen that car
before at school. It belonged to a senior cheerleader.
Karen Love. (No joke, her last name was Love)

Since there weren't any other cars around I could only
assume that they were alone, with no parents, or her
brother Mark. As I moved along my branch, I could see
the blue glow of their huge swimming pool. They not
only had a pool, but to the side a Jacuzzi, and along
the back wall a oak sauna room. This was pointless I
thought to myself, as I prepared for a long wait.

My ass, already becoming sore from sitting on the limb.
About twenty minutes later Jill, and what looked like
Karen came out down the stairs of the apartment, to the
pool area. I tried to be perfectly quiet, scared out of
my wits of being caught. They were only 20 feet away,
and I could hear their voices. Both had on two piece
thong swim suits, which Karen filled out to the max.
She was older than Jill, and a true women.

Judging from what I knew about bra sizes from my
mothers bra's she was ever bit of a 36D. They walked
down into spa, and put down their towels, and began to
talk, as they dipped their toes in the steaming water.
This continued for a while, Until Karen reached into
her towel, and pulled something out. They seemed to
talk about something, for just a while.

Then I saw a match strike, as Karen lifted a cigarette
to her mouth and lighted it. After she smoked it, she
handed it to Jill. Pot. I thought to myself. Then the
wind lifted the smell of burnt rope up to my tree limb.
They sat for the next ten minutes and smoked, and
laughed, then got into the hot tub. Their hair wet now,
and my vision clouded from the raising steam. Then I
saw something fly off, out of the hot tub and onto the
concrete around the pool. I still couldn't see much,
but Karen and Jill were in close quarters.

Then Jill got out of the spa and sat of the concrete
ledge. The item throw out moments before was her top.
Her breasts glistened in the glow of steam and low
night light. Karen was moving her hand up around Jill's
thigh, slowly spreading her leg gently apart. Karen
moved her hand firmly, with deliberate movement. Jill
arched her head back, bracing herself as she leaned
backward.

Karen looked up at Jill, and moved her head in to kiss
Jill's inner thigh, moving her hand up. Jill licked her
lips, the steam rolling off the tub, as Karen's hand
found her thin mound of pubic hair. Karen's hand
rotating gently in a circle, as her mouth moved closer
to her genitals.

Jill grasped, and moved up to grasp Karen's face with
her hands, as Karen thrust her face and tongue deep
inside Jill. I moved a tree branch ever so slightly as
to get the best possible look I could, that sense of
thrill overtook me once again. And my heart felt like
it would explode inside my chest. Once again an
erection strained against my tight blue jeans. Karen
continued to mash her face firmly into Jill's pussy,
moving her hands in closer to spread Jill's lips to
provide better access to her clit. Jill started to make
groaning noises, as Karen's pace quickened. She ran her
hands through Karen's long brunette hair, pushing her
face harder against her.

Karen reached up with her right hand and began to
gently rub Jill's ample breasts, which seemed to turn
Jill on, to even greater heights. Jill's reached up
with her free hand and also caressed her breast.
Pushing harder against it, while tracing the outline of
her nipple with her index finger. I rubbed my own cock
through by jeans, feeling my own heat build. I somehow
felt joined to sexual event they were sharing, somehow
joined as the frenzy of their sex increased to a fever
pitch.

I could feel that Jill was close, close to a huge
climax. This excited me, to near hypnotic levels. Jill
had reached the point of no turning back now, Karen's
head shook back and forth, pushing hard against Jill.
Jill began to let out deep groans, with steady
frequency. Building and building, more and more,
louder, louder. Jill's Head shot up, and her hips
jerked, the pleasure release of orgasm.

Karen continued to suck and push, gaining her own
pleasure in Jill's climax. Karen's face parted from
Jill's soaked pussy, and she moved her hand to gently
rub her clit slowly. This sent a shiver of pleasure
through Jill, and caused a slight moan. Jill slowly
regained her composure, and jumped into the hot tub
with Karen. They sat close, and Karen looked deep into
Jill's eyes. Karen took Jill's hand in hers and moved
it up to her own breast, which still was covered by the
swim top. Jill looked into Karen face, with a eager but
unsure expression.

Karen smiled back at her and moved closer to give her a
gentle kiss. Jill seemed to accept Karen's kiss
awkwardly, but then as their passion grew she become
more and surer of herself. Letting herself go, as their
tongues danced in the others mouth. Karen rubbed Jill's
hand harder against her breasts and carefully pulled up
her top exposing herself to Jill.

Karen's breasts with so large, and Jill's hand explored
every each, as if for the first time. Karen broke the
kiss and said something to Jill, Jill looked back at
Karen as she now guided Jill's hand under the hot tub's
bubbling water. Jill's face showed concern, the concern
one what have of failure of riding the bike for the
first time.

Jill's hand must have been guided to the right spot,
Karen's expression changed, her mouth opened and her
eye's closed. I could see by the movement of her upper
arm that Jill's hand was quite busy on Karen under the
water. Jill seemed to gain her excitement back now at
the prospect of giving Karen pleasure.

Jill was now sucked into the entire experience, letting
her own passion build with her control over another. My
leg had fallen asleep, and the racing of my own heart
made me feel dizzy. I watched the two huddled lovers,
and began to lose touch with exactly what I was doing
and the risks I was taking doing it.

Karen stopped Jill, and spoke to her, words were
exchanged, and Jill lifted herself up and out of the
hot tub. Karen followed her, there they stood both
completely nude, backlit by the blue glow of the pool
and the night sky. They held each others hand and
walked over to the sauna room, opened its door as steam
poured out. Karen moved her hand to cup Jill's ass and
moved her finger teasingly around her wet slit. They
kissed and walked inside the sauna. The door shut, and
I was alone.

I sat there for a moment, legs asleep, sexual aroused
to the point of addiction. I wanted to get closer, I
had to get closer. I tried to move from my tree limb to
the top of the brick wall. I reached out with my foot,
and placed it on the top of the wall. I put my weight
on my leg to move, when just then my leg gave way
sending me crashing five feet into the bushes of their
back yard.

The noise was deafening, as I waited for Jill and Karen
to storm out of the sauna. Nothing, just the quiet
night around me, and the whine of the pools water jets.
I hurt, and I lost my erection. I went around the
inside wall area to the sauna as to avoid being seen.
The large door to the sauna had a window, granted this
window was steamed, but I could see that there was a
light on inside. Inside I could make out two bodies
gripped in embrace.

I was now at the doors edge and could hear their moans
of pleasure from inside. I slowly peeked inside through
the glass. Karen and Jill were in a 69 position, with
Karen on the bottom. Karen's tongue dashed in and out
of Jill's pussy as she also pushed a finger inside
Jill's ass. Both were in the throws of passion. I
became so engrossed in what I was seeing that I didn't
hear the footsteps approaching behind my.

I had been standing facing the door when I felt
something from behind smash me into the door frame,
created a large crash. I was terrified, I looked behind
me, it was Mark. He looked pissed.

"Spying are we?"

I didn't say a thing. Not knowing how to respond. Mark
was much larger than I, and opened the door to the
sauna, surprising the girls who had stopped after
hearing the noise. "Jill, look what I found outside
watching."

Jill looked at me angrily, Karen even more so, I could
tell that they had reached a point in which they didn't
want to stop. "I've seen this nerd-boy at school, if he
tells what he's seen I'm ruined," Karen said.

Mark's grip tightened around me. Jill's expression
turned down, and she tried to cover herself with her
arm, when she saw that I was staring at her. "I won't
say a thing," I spoke.

"Karen's right, if he says anything at school, your all
fucked, we need to make it that he has just as much to
lose as we do." Mark smiled as he spoke.

Jill remained silent and followed the looks back and
forth between Mark and Karen. "What do you suggest
Mark." asked Karen. "Like I said give him a reason, not
to want anyone to know what happens here." He reached
down with his hand and grabbed my now limp dick hard.

"That hurt!"

"Help me Karen, get his clothes off." Mark held my
hands behind my back as Karen moved forward and quickly
unbuttoned my Levi's, I had no boxers on, and she
slipped the jeans down to my ankles.

Jill looked surprised and just watched. Karen's breasts
were only inches away from my cock as the shock, and
surprise disappeared and my dick began to rise. I
couldn't help it. Karen saw my dick rise so quickly and
took it in her hand. My member was throbbing now. She
looked unimpressed, but yet fascinated by my age. "Have
you ever had a women touch you this way?" Karen asked
me.

"No, never."

"How does it feel?" she said.

"Good, but he's hurting me."

Karen stood up and looked at Mark. "That's just part of
it dear."

I now could feel that Mark's cock was rising still
covered by his shorts, but hard enough for me to feel
against my back. Mark threw me down hard against a
bench inside the room. My chest hit the hot wood, as my
knee's bent and hit the wooden floor. I was scared now.

Mark placed his hand around the back of my neck and
pushed my face down hard into the wood. I couldn't
move. With his free hand He licked his fingers, and
wiped the wetness against my ass hole. Oh God I
thought, What is he going to do. I panicked and tried
to struggle, but there was no use. Karen helped him
pull down his shorts with out losing his grip against
my neck. I could feel the tip of his cock at the crack
of my ass.

He added a little more spit, and suddenly pushed
himself in. I thought it would rip me open. He was all
the way in, a tear came to my eye as my butt muscle
clamped down against the intrusion. He began to stroke
in and out, being very forceful, and pretty rough. I
made little noise, except the air rushing in and out of
my lungs with each downward stroke he had.

I saw Jill looking, in shock, she was obviously not
enjoying this. Mark's strokes became faster and faster,
as the pre-cum from his cock further lubed my ass,
making the experience at least less painful. I was
ashamed, and totally under his control. I started to
understand now why he was doing this. I would never
tell a soul about this night.

Mark went especially deep with a stroke and grunted,
when he pulled out, my ass closed tight, and he used
his hand to ejaculate a ribbon of cum on my ass and the
back of my shirt. The cum felt warm and slimy. He
released his grip around my neck, as I lay there for a
moment, unsure of what came next.

I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting
and wondering what came next. "Now, that was the hard
part k**, we know your not going to talk, so now your
OK." Mark said. The tension seemed to be relieved from
the room somewhat, the steam from the sauna was
clouding my vision. Jill ended her silence and came up
to me and offered her hand to help me up.

I slowly tried to stand, then realizing that my jeans
were pulled down around my ankles. "I'm sorry for that,
but he's right, people just wouldn't understand. You
have to have as much to lose as we do. Besides It's not
all that bad." Jill spoke and seemed to regain her calm
sexy composure. Mark and Karen moved to the far end of
the sauna and climbed too the highest seating area,
where they talked, and watched me and Jill.

Karen slowly stroking Mark's limb tool. Jill reached
down to my ankles and began to remove my jeans,
surprisingly I gave in and lifted my legs one at a time
as she removed the jeans and threw them to the ground.
I then removed my cum strained shirt and threw it also
to the ground. Everyone was nude now, and the steam
gave me a light head, not to mention, the experience
and trauma of what was happening. My heart raced, as
Jill motioned that we should also climb to a the upper
level and sit.

I followed, and sat next to her trying to conceal that
my cock was standing at full attention. I partially
tried to cover it with my hand. She looked me in the
eye, ever so gently, and moved her hand to remove mine,
to uncover myself. I looked at her for reassurance. She
gently stroked my hand cock, and sent a jolt down my
spine. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" Jill
asked.

"No," I said.

She grasped my member in her hand, moved all the way
down it's length and squeezed tightly up the up stroke.
The clear pre-cum smearing over the tope of her
fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I could now see
Karen head buried deep on Mark's hard again cock. He
stared directly at me and his sister. Jill's hand
moving slowly up and down, the pleasure inside me
growing by the second. The fear still present also in
my mind. The two made a strange euphoric state.

Jill moved forward and moved her hand along my young
chest and then moved downward. I knew what she was
going to do but was never prepared for how it would
feel. For the first time in my life, a women wrapped
her lips around the head of my cock and took my member
deep within her mouth. I let out a gasp, as she sucked
hard on the upstroke.

Then proceeding down again, very, very slowly. It
wouldn't take much of this to lose my load. I tried to
think about something else, I was afraid I would cum in
her mouth any moment. She pulled her head up and looked
back at me, smiling and a hint of pre-cum on her lips.
She sat Indian style to me, and reached for my hand,
grasping it she lead me down to the thin curly blond
hair of her pussy. She made me place my hand out flat,
and then glided my fingers down the base of her snatch.

My fingers were covered in the wetness, it felt
wonderful. Silently she guided me to her clit, she
showed me exactly how to rub it, using he wetness to
coat its length. She closed her eye's and moaned as I
moved my hand in the circular motion she had shown,
feeling her passion grow I slowly increased my pace to
raise her passion. She reached up with her hand and
grabbed my face, pulling it lower. "Use your tongue,
eat my pussy."

I slowly moved down as she guided my head toward the
right place. I stuck my tongue out and thought twice
before I plunged in to her wetness. It had such a
strange intoxicating odor to it. Jill reached down and
with her hand spread herself wide open for me, and then
grabbed my head pushing it hard against her flesh. I
tried to move my tongue as fast as I could, but I was
having trouble breathing. All the juices filled my
mouth, as Jill's own breathing picked up it's pace. She
moaned, when I would lick her in a certain way, so I
learned from her feedback quickly.

Finding myself engrossed in driving her to new peaks.
Karen, and Mark now came over to our part of the room,
the sweat dripping of each of them. My head was
swimming, but I kept my tongue moving, as Karen reached
down to play with Jill's breasts, all the while
watching me eat her friend's pussy. Mark was standing
two feet or so away furiously beating away at his own
cock.

He lost it again and moved forward to spurt yet another
ribbon of equal force across his sister's chest. Three
such streams erupted from his cock, some landing on
Jill's pubic hair which I was diving on. I caught a
taste of his salty solution, and proceeded to bring
Jill off. The sight of her brother's actions, and my
tongue, mixed with Karen caresses, sent Jill over the
top. She screamed out her orgasm, over and over. The
entrance to her love hole contracting with spasms.

This lasted for about another 15 seconds, and then she
pulled my head away and requested that I stop. My mouth
and face full of her cum, and wetness. I was
intoxicated with a****l desire now. Karen leaned over
and revealed her shiny pussy to me, saying. "Bring that
little thing over here." I looked at Mark, "Go ahead,
k**, it's your turn."

I moved closer to her not knowing what to do, or really
where to putt it. She reached from behind her, and
grabbed my cock guiding it into her spread lips. The
hot of her pussy, and that of the sauna made everything
wet. I moved inside her.

Feeling the gut wrenching pleasure. Karen knew I
wouldn't last long, and looked form behind and said.
"Start fucking k**, there will be other times to go
slow." We were in the perfect doggy style, her ass
arched up into the air, with the back sloping down, her
arms spread out flat against the floor. I took her
advise and began to pump away with greater and greater
force.

I reached with my hands and grabbed the sides of her
hips to pump even deeper. I must have been in touch
with some more primal force from mans distant past. I
pumped and pumped, and actually made her scream with
pleasure. "Come on k**, fuck me, fuck me! Don't stop
I'm almost there," she said.

Jill watched and ran her own finger up and down her
wetted pussy. It was over for me, I couldn't take any
more, with one final stroke I shot my cum deep inside
her. But I kept moving even as the pace of orgasm went
through my body. I kept going determined to get her
off. Karen reached behind her and started to rub her
clit as I pumped.

That was all it took, and she screamed as climax tore
threw her body. I collapsed from the heat and Karen
fell forward, the white outline of my cum oozing from
her pussy. Mark and Karen Smiled at each other, and I
fell back from the group. "Remember k**, not a word, or
everyone will know you had my dick up your ass. And you
enjoyed it too," Mark said.

I nodded my head in agreement. We all sat there for
about another hour. Mark and Karen left, leaving me and
Jill to slowly and quietly explore each others bodies.
No commitment, nothing to be ashamed of, no pleasures
left out. I wouldn't ever tell anyone of that night,
but it would shape the way I looked at both love and
sex for the rest of my life.

In a world so filled with hate and loneliness, how
could what we had that night been bad?

END