Kristie’s mother always insisted that Kristie go to church. At that time, I was a regular church-going person, so I had no problem picking Kristie up, along with any of her friends, take them to and from church, even when Kristie’s mom never went.
I always made sure I minded my manners and never did anything untoward, which was no easy task since Kristie and her vivacious teenage friends loved to flirt and tease. For the most part, I just ignored them, which seemed to only embolden whatever they were doing. As teenage girls, they were very precocious and liked to tease. The one thing I held over them was that I would tell if they didn’t behave.
One evening as I was taking Kristie and her friend back home, they decided to flash passing cars. I warned them to behave, but they just giggled. Then, suddenly I saw a set of flashing blue lights in my review mirror.
The cop was nice. He asked if I was aware the young ladies riding with me were misbehaving. I told him I would take care of their bad behavior. I looked in the back seat at Kristie and her friend. They both sat in stark silence, their hands neatly tucked between their legs. The cop looked directly at them and said,
“It’s called ‘indecent exposure’ and it has a fine of two hundred dollars, plus a trip to jail.”
“We will behave,” they both replied.
The cop handed me back my license and proof of insurance.
“Drive safe,” he said as he back-peddled away from my driver’s side window and I watched him get back in his police cruiser.
I looked at Kristie and her friend with a look of disdain.
“The two of you are in big time trouble!” I declared.
“Please don’t tell on us,” Kristie begged.
I really wasn’t going to say anything, but I wanted them to think I was going to. I was curious where the conversation might go.
“You are so much in trouble!” I added.
“Oh please, please, please don’t tell,” Kristie begged.
I didn’t say anything for a few minutes. I could hear Kristie and her friend whispering but couldn’t make out what they were saying. I pulled into the apartment complex parking lot.
“Please, don’t stop,” Kristie begged. She sat forward and put her hand on my shoulder.
“Jessie will suck your cock,” Kristie proffered.
“Yeah, right,” I sarcastically replied. I looked in the rear-view mirror. Jessie had a blank look on her face. I looped past the parking area where I was to drop Kristie and Jessie off.
“Oh, thank you God!” Kristie exclaimed when she saw me pass her apartment.
I pulled into a darkened parking lot at a school across from the apartment complex. I parked and placed the car into park.
“I’m not sucking his dick!” Jessie declared.
“Oh, come on,” Kristie begged. “He will tell my mom- I know him!”
“Let him tell her,” Jessie argued. “I don’t think he has the guts!”
“Oh yes he does,” Kristie shot back. “He’s like that!”
Jessie wasn’t buying.
“Fine!” Kristie argued back as she glared at her friend. “I’ll fucking suck his cock, but you will owe me!”
Kristie made her way to the bucket seat next to me. As she climbed into the front seat, I slipped my hand on to her leg and squeezed.
“Can you fucking wait a sec?” Kristie belted out.
“I think he is a horny bastard,” Jessica laughingly replied from behind me.
Kristie settled into the bucket seat next to me. She pulled her long blonde hair back and looked at me.
“OK,” she said, “Let’s do this.”
Kristie reached across the seat divider and gently felt for my cock through the fabric of my jeans.
“Damn,” she commented, feeling my cock. “You’re huge!”
I unfastened my jeans and pulled them down. My cock strained against the cottony fabric of my under wear. Kristie put her small hand right on my cock, squeezing it through the fabric of my under wear. I took hold of her hand and shoved it past the elastic of my underwear and on to my cock. I pulled at my underwear, working it downwards, my erect cock arching upwards. Kristie didn’t say a word as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my manhood. She, rubbing her fingers over the bulbous-tipped end, spreading my pre-cum around. As she did, I managed to pull her top off. She reached behind her and unfastened her brassiere, allowing the straps to slip down her skinny arms.
Kristie had tiny boobs. She was almost flat chested, but had enough of a breast to count. Her nipples stood straight out. I lightly pinched one of her nips between a for-finger and a thumb. She smiled, knowing that I found her nips appealing. As I toyed with her breasts, she played with my manhood.
I leaned my seatback back, into a full recline. Kristie leaned down and placed her face in my lap as I looked back at Jessica in the back seat. As Kristie slipped her lips over the head of my cock, I looked at Jessica, who sat in stunned silence, watching her friend suck on my cock. Slurping sounds aside, I couldn’t believe this was happening.
“Let me see your boobs,” I said, looking at Jessica. She silently slipped her t-shirt up and over her head. She unfastened her brassiere and slipped it off. I reached back over my head to feel her luscious boobs, which were much bigger than Kristie’s.
Kristie squeezed my testicles and I exploded, right in mouth. Cum ran down my cock.
“Oh Shit!” Kristie exclaimed.
“Suck it,” I called out, but it was too late as a load of my cum pooled at the base to my cock.
Kristie scooped it up with her fingers and placed the glob of semen into her mouth. Within in seconds, I was clean as a whistle. She sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand while looking into the back seat.
“Get dressed bytch!” We have to go home!” Kristie exclaimed.
Jessica quickly got re-dressed as I put myself together.
I couldn’t tell if Kristie was mad or moody. I steered the car into the apartment complex and the three of us got out. I followed Kristie and her friend up to the second-floor apartment. As soon as we got in, Kristie headed for the bathroom, leaving Jessica and myself alone in the living room of the tiny apartment. I texted Kristie’s mother to let her know the girls were home. She texted back and said she was spending the night at a friend’s house and to thank me for bringing the girls home.
A few moments later and Kristie emerged from the bathroom. She was all smiles. She looked at Jessica.
“Let’s go swimming,” she told her friend. She looked my way.
“Do you want to go?”
“Sure,” I responded. “Think I can swim in my jeans?”
“”I don’t think anyone will say anything,” Kristie replied.
I waited anxiously as the two girls disappeared into Kristie’s bedroom. I could hear giggles and then silence. A few moments later and they both emerged from the bedroom, towels in hand and wearing the skimpiest two piece bikini’s I had ever seen- mini-macro’s that left nothing to the imagination.
“You’re not really wearing that to the pool?” I asked.
“Yes!” Kristie and Jessica answered in unison. It was a Sunday evening, and late- almost ten-o’clock, so I hoped there wouldn’t be any horn-dogs or pray-tell, a family at the pool. Lucky for us, the pool was a small one and at the back of the apartment complex and there was no one there, thank God. I took a seat on a chase lounge while Kristie and Jessica play splashed their way around the pool, deferring to watch rather than join them. A young security guard came by about ten thirty and told us the pool area was closed.
Kristie exited the pool, the water dripping from her cute little teenage body, her nipples straining against her wet bikini top and begged the security guard to allow us to stay at the pool for a while longer. She promised we would be quiet. To my amazement, he acquiesced.
“I know him,” Kristie winked as she walked past me and stepped back into the pool. I lit a cigar and watched as Kristie and Jessica talked on the far end of the pool. Their conversion was marked by giggles and a spurt of laughter.
“Come on!” Kristie shouted from the far end of the pool.
I shook my head back and forth.
Kristie swam in my direction. I watched as she placed her hands out, feeling for the edge of the pool, her cute face popping up out of the water and looking at me.
“Are you going to get in?” she asked.
“No,” I replied.
“Please,” she begged.
“No,” I reiterated. “I don’t have a change of clothes and I’m not going home in wet jeans.”
“Then just swim in your underwear,” Kristie countered.
“Fine,” I replied, giving in to her persistent pleading.
“Wooo-hooo!” I exclaimed after surfacing.
Kristie looked at Jessica.
“Help me,” Kristie pleaded.
Jessica waded my way, as I tossed Kristie’s bikini bottoms on to the brassy knoll and a bush next to the pool. Jessica continued her path in my direction. Kristie circled around behind me and headed my way as well. I tried to fight them off, but I couldn’t and in a matter of minutes, I was void of my underwear, which joined Kristie’s underwear on the same bush.
I turned my sights on Jessica. She swam for the side of the pool. I caught her leg as she tried to pull herself out of the pool. I pulled her back into the pool and stripped her of her micro-thong like bikini bottoms. I pulled on the tie that held her small bikini top in place and it floated away in the water. I quickly grabbed it and tossed it, along with her bikini thong on to the same bush where my underwear and Kristie’s bikini bottoms rested.
“Give it to me!” Jessica pleaded as I tossed her stuff out of the pool.
I smiled. I had longed to see Jessica naked. I exited the pool, with Jessica right behind me. I grabbed her swim suit as she approached me, her hand extended, the pool water dripping off her gorgeous naked body. She was all business. I jumped back into the pool. Jessica followed. We play struggled over her swimwear, with me holding it up high over my head. She tried to reach for it, but couldn’t since, I am about six foot tall and she is about five something. Her boobs bounced up and down as she jumped and tried to grab for her swimwear. On one of her jumps, I grabbed her and pulled her against myself. I had a raging hard on at this point and I was pretty sure she noticed it when I grabbed her. She looked straight into my eyes, as I held on to her.
“I’m a virgin,” she said.
“I know,” I replied.
I could tell that all the play fighting had aroused her. I let go of her swimwear and squeezed her bare ass as we stood chest deep in the water. I lowered my head and pressed my lips to hers, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. To my surprise, my advancement was met with a passionate return and display of uncontrollable emotion as she felt for my erection.
“Are you on the pill?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered, running her hand across my chest, up to my neck and pulling me into another deeply passionate kiss. Holy smokes. I could have fucked her right there, but decided the pool would not be the best platform for making out.
“Do you want it?” I asked.
“Yes,” Jessica pleaded. “Make me a woman.”
Kristie intentionally cleared her throat. She as standing on the pool deck looking down at Jessica and myself.
“Let’s go to the apartment,” Kristie said, putting on her bikini bottom.
Jessica made her way to the side of the pool. I followed her out of the pool. We dressed and headed up to the apartment. As Kristie disappeared into the bathroom, I pressed myself against Jessica, pinning her to the wall, my hands pushing their way up under her small bikini top and on to her luscious teenage breasts, even as we kissed. Jessica fumbled with the snap of my jeans. In an instant, I was naked and pressing myself up against her sexy body. Jessica’s kisses were deep and passionate.
Kristie exited from the bathroom, but neither Jessica not myself even noticed until she exclaimed, “Oh my gawd! Can’t you two even wait?”
Jessica blushed about four shades of red and darted off to Kristie’s bedroom.
I looked at Kristie.
“You’re next,” I said, stepping into the doorway of Kristie’s bedroom.
“Bring it on,” Kristie replied.
I peered into the small bedroom. Jessica was laying naked on Kristie’s bed, on her stomach. I slipped on to the bed beside her, face down and looked over at her. She looked in my direction.
“Do you still want it?” I asked.
She turned on to her side.
“Yes,” she answered, pulling her hair back.
“Spread ‘em,” I extolled, stripping out of my jeans.
I pushed my middle finger into her pussy. Her eyes widened. She was already wet. I withdrew my finger and repositioned myself between her spread open legs, smiling as I slipped my tool into her virgin pussy. She winced only slightly as I pushed past her hymen rhythmically began to pound her pussy. I grunted with each hip thrusts and she matched my grunts with an “Oh!” She stiffened and exclaimed as she entire body shook, “Oh my gawd! I’m cuming!”
“Oh yeah baby!” Kristie exclaimed from the doorway.
I glanced back over my shoulder at Kristie.
“You’re next!” I extolled, even as Jessica wrapped her legs around my waist and exclaimed, “Don’t stop!”
I stared down into Jessica’s deep blue eyes, then planted my lips on to hers. She was on fire. She trembled and shook, as I held my cock in place, pressing against her pubic bone. After a few seconds, she dropped her legs and her entire body went limp. I pulled out and rolled on to my back. I looked at Kristie, who still stood in the doorway, with a half-smile on her face.
“Get your ass over here,” I instructed.
“No way,” Kristie replied.
I swung my legs off the bed as Kristie disappeared down the hallway. I saw her dart into another bedroom. I rushed in and the door slammed shut behind me. I turned and faced my prey.
“Are you going to rape me?” Kristie blurted out.
The word “rape” made me stop in my tracks.
“No,” I said, “If you say ‘No’, then ‘No’ is no.”
I reached for the door handle and Kristie grabbed my hand.
I said “No way” I would join you on the bed with Jessica, but I didn’t say ‘No’,” Kristie said.
Any stamina I might have had in my manhood had been deflated, but with Kristie’s declaration, I knew good things were about to happen. Kristie stepped in close to where I stood, still holding on to the door knob.
“Kiss me,” she instructed.
I lowered my head and our lips met, softly at first, then she parted them and I was hooked as her little wicked tongue stole my breath. I slipped my hand up under her bikini top and felt for her rock-hard nipples. She took in a deep breath and then forcfully exhaled. I slipped my hand into between her legs and pulled her thong to the side, slipping a lone middle finger into Kristie’s wet pussy. She hummed as I toyed with her kitty. Her hands were cupping my balls, gently squeezing them.
I pulled her over to the bed- her mothers’ bed. She lay spread-eagled on her back and I gently slipped my cock up to the edge of her pussy, as I stared down into her huge brown eyes. I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy. She opened her mouth, gasping for air. Our pubes met and she winced only slightly as I filled her tight little pussy with my tool.
“Ohhhh yeah,” Kristie extolled as I began to slowly rock back and forth on top of her. I kissed her supple neck, as she held on to my shoulders. I grunted with each thrust of my hips. It didn’t take much and she was wrapping her legs around my waist, shaking and trembling, as she dug her manicured finger tips into my bare shoulders. I had the hots for her mother, but since she wasn’t home, her wickedly hot teenage daughter would have to suffice.
I shot my load deep inside of her, with such force that I was sure it would come out her nostrils. She shook and trembled as I unloaded inside of her, gripping my shoulders.
“I’m cuming!” she exclaimed.
“No shit,” I responded.
After a few minutes, she went entirely limp. I rolled off of her and to her side.
“Damn, you’re good,” Kristie extolled, as she lay naked beside me.
“Your mother would kill me if she knew,” I replied.
“Well, I’m not going to tell her,” Kristie replied.
I stepped out of the bedroom and down the hall. Jessica was still laying naked on Kristi’s bed, her eyes closed. I grabbed my underwear and my jeans and my shirt. I quickly dressed and made my way out to my car. I couldn’t believe what had just transpired. I slipped my fingers under my nose. It happened.
I didn’t call Kristie’s mom, Kelly, for about a week, although she texted me a couple of times asking me about my Sunday plans. When I finally got around to texting her back, she asked if I would mind letting the Kristie and her friend spend the night at my place. Kelly said he had a hot date and while she didn’t know where it might go, she wasn’t ready to introduce a teenager to her date. I was sorely disappointed, because I like Kelly a lot.
“I need some privacy for a night,” Kellye wrote. “Besides, Kristie really likes you.”
“Her friend as well,” I texted back.
Kelly was totally clueless.
“I’ll send them with their swim suits, if that is OK,” Kelly texted.
“Send them in their thongs,” I teasingly texted back.
“You’d probably like that,” Kelly texted back, “besides, they don’t have thongs. I am the only one with a thong in this family.”
Oh Lord!
