An Ordinary College Sex Life

Chapter 11: Summer Camp II

Oblivious to whoever might be around us, DJ and I huddled together and exchanged quick, but juicy, kisses. With bright blue eyes, she beamed at me after finally pulling away and said happily, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I replied in the same happy voice and moved in for one last kiss. Our smiles were so big they carried all the way up to our eyes. We then finally pulled apart and DJ hurried over to where Brooke, Andrew, and their other friends were waiting for her. By agreement, we’d meet up again at the bonfire and roast s’mores together.

When I turned around, I saw both my parents and DJ’s parents huddled together, my mom giving me an odd look. At first, it appeared that she wanted to come over and talk to me, but Adrienne was already on the approach.

“Sooo, Bennnn...” she began slowly, arching an eyebrow at me the way everyone in my family did. “How did things go?”

Adrienne knew perfectly well how things had gone. She’d just watched DJ and me do a very poor job of keeping our hands off each other throughout dinner. We’d been laughing and giggling and pawing at each other like a couple of ... well ... horny teenagers. “What can I say?” I grinned. “We’re together now.”

“This isn’t what I meant by nipping it in the bud,” the blonde bombshell sighed.

“Looks like he’s sure nipping her bud,” Felicia suddenly appeared, chuckling to herself.

“No.” Adrienne shook her head, seemingly disappointed in me. “This is more than just sex.”

“You’re right,” I nodded, beaming happily. I felt like I could walk on air, and I gushed enthusiastically, “This is REAL.”

“It’s NOT real,” Adrienne immediately barked. Her tone was so sharp I snapped my jaw shut and jerked my head back.

Feeling chastised, I frowned and shot back, “And how would you know?”

“Because you told me YESTERDAY that you didn’t have the same feelings for her.” Adrienne folded her arms across her expansive chest and glared at me.

“Only because I didn’t give it much thought,” I replied defensively. “But I’ve thought about it now, given myself a chance to think of how we might be together. And we’re perfect together in so many ways.”

“You’re rebounding, Ben.”

“Am not!” I retorted. My eyebrows furrowed at the insinuation and I glared at Adrienne.

“No matter how you spin it, you went from ‘eh’ to ‘I love you’ in one day.” Adrienne flung her hands out to the side in disgust.

“Love at first sight happens all the time.”

“This is NOT at first sight.”

“No, it’s better.” I said firmly and leaned forward on the balls of my feet. “I’ve known DJ for her entire life, if not mine. We have history, but we were never THAT close. I never thought of her as a potential romantic partner before. And I fell in love with her the first time I gave myself a chance to see her that way.”

“Why? What’s so special about her?” Adrienne looked at me like I’d gone crazy.

“’What’s so special’? You’re the one who told me about extraordinary she was!” I thrust my hands at Adrienne, then shrugged and smiled radiantly, staring off into space while picturing the new great love in my life. “She’s just like Dawn, but without a lot of the little hang-ups between us. Let’s face it, Dawn and I are better as friends. We just know each other too well. And a good romance has a little mystery, a little discovery. Don’t you see? It all fits!”

“Love is more than ‘fitting’.”

“But it doesn’t hurt.”

“You’re blinding yourself,” Adrienne grumped cattily.

“No, I’m not!” I barked defensively. “Gimme a LITTLE credit, here. I’ve known DJ for a long time. You haven’t. This isn’t me just hooking up with the next hot babe who showed an interest in me after you broke my heart. This is a wonderful young woman who I’ve been friends with for seventeen years. She’s a lover I’ve been intimate with before. And she’s from a family I consider almost as close as my own.”

“She’s not right for you,” Adrienne rasped bitterly.

I was suddenly fed up with being defensive about this and fed up with Adrienne’s needling. “You know what? You’re just jealous!”

“Jealous?” Now Adrienne looked angry.

“What is it, Adrienne? You want me to pine over you forever? Huh?” My jaw jut forward and my eyes were piercing. “What? You can’t stand to see me finding happiness with someone other than you?”

“Ben, that’s not it and you know it!”

“Do I? Because all I see right here is a jealous ex-girlfriend who would rather undermine something special and wonderful than see her ex-boyfriend be happy!”

“Bullshit! I’m concerned about you, Ben!”

“Concerned? More like meddling. You’ve been telling me from the beginning I had to put a stop to this relationship before it got started.”

“Meddling? When we first got here, I specifically went with Felicia and backed away to give you and DJ space!”

“And why would you do that?”

“Because! We knew DJ was horny for you and we wanted to let the two of you have a few days! But I didn’t know then that she was in love with you! I never thought she’d do that to Dawn!”

“Ohhh ... I seee...” I stretched my words out melodramatically. “So everything was fine when she just wanted to fuck but as soon as you realized she might actually have feelings for me it wasn’t okay anymore? Huh? Like YOU’RE the only one ALLOWED?”

“Ben!” Felicia now stepped between us, putting a hand to my chest. Her eyes darted around and I followed her gaze, only now remembering that we were just outside the main lodge and there were more than a few people who probably heard my foul-mouthed outburst.

Adrienne tightly controlled her voice. “I’m just trying to do what’s best for you.”

“Well you can’t anymore, Adrienne. You gave up that right.” Snarling, I turned to stalk away.

“Wait, Ben!” Adrienne pleaded. And despite my anger, hearing that tone in her voice made me stop. I loved her too much to be completely heartless.

“Aren’t I still your sister, Ben?” Adrienne asked softly while my back was still turned to her. “Can’t I still be concerned for you?”

I sighed and let the tension bleed out of my shoulders. Exhaling, I craned my head around and arched an eyebrow. “Are you absolutely sure your concern is entirely sisterly?”

Adrienne’s jaw dropped, but nothing came out. Her mouth flapped a bit as she tried to gather herself. But then she just bit her lip nervously and let her gaze drop to the floor.

So I turned and walked away.

The bonfire wasn’t how DJ and I had envisioned our first evening together as a couple. Oh, she was cheery and bubbly and all those great things a 17-year-old beautiful blonde girl can be when she’s newly in love. But I was a lump of coal.

DJ was especially relieved that her parents hadn’t given her the third degree. She told me that they’d suspected she had feelings for me when she got a little too excited over my upcoming presence and Dawn’s absence in the weeks leading up to camp. And now that we were out in the open, she’d been expecting a stern discussion. But apparently her parents were too busy talking with MY parents and they were leaving her alone. And as we teenagers tend to do, DJ saw being left alone as a green light of approval.

I was relieved myself. Although Adrienne had some rather negative opinions over my newfound relationship, my own mom had taken the wait and see approach. Given her previous involvement in my developing relationships with both Dawn and Adrienne in the past, I also saw things as a green light to go ahead and pursue DJ. Hey, if things didn’t work out with Dawn and me to unite our two families, maybe we could still be joined through the youngest daughter, right?

But despite these twin reliefs, I couldn’t help but feel ... unsettled ... that not everyone was behind the two of us. Specifically, I hated that Adrienne didn’t see things the way I did. It was unfortunate that her lingering feelings for me were interfering with her ability to look at my relationship with DJ rationally. And it was clear that evening at the bonfire that Adrienne couldn’t bring herself to be around me while DJ was by my side.

I’d gone through this once before, Last year, I faced a similar conflict between my feelings for Adrienne and for Dawn. True, Adrienne and DJ weren’t fighting for my love like then, but the impasse between these two wasn’t so different. I wanted the both of them in my life; but their feelings for me were bringing them into conflict and preventing that from happening. I’d been absolutely miserable last summer when it happened, and I didn’t want it to happen again. So I spent most of that first evening thinking of how I could fix things with my ex-girlfriend/sister, whom I cared so much about.

The answer came to me that night as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. It came sometime after midnight, while I was tossing and turning and desperately looking for a way to get my brain to turn off. Some of my best ideas happen that time of night.

It was simple: I had to learn from my past. Last year, I’d been passive and not taken charge of the situation, and I’d nearly lost the both of them. I couldn’t let that happen again. So this time, I would have to take charge.

And last year, the girls had come to an agreement together about sharing. They’d fucked each other, and fucked me. And everyone was happy.

Sounded like a plan to me.

“I want to invite Adrienne and Felicia to go hiking with us this morning.”

DJ tightened just a bit, her arms around my neck squeezing just a tad more firmly than comfortable and she slowly pulled her head back to look at my face. It was early morning and I’d roused myself to wait on a log outside the Evans cabin before they headed off to breakfast. As expected, DJ had immediately brightened upon seeing me and come over for what she expected to be a warm, welcoming hug from her new boyfriend. Maybe she even expected me to start by telling her again that I loved her.

Well, she got the hug, straddling my lap, wrapping her arms behind my neck, and humming happily. But I don’t think she was expecting me to say what I’d just said.

“Uh, what?” DJ pulled back, furrowing her eyebrows.

I put on an easy grin. “C’mon, kiddo. It’ll be fun.” My eyebrows waggled as I put the extra emphasis onto the word “fun”. “Besides, it’s not like you aren’t, ah... familiar ... with them.”

DJ blushed and smirked. Last summer, the three of them plus Dawn had joined me for a pretty wild fivesome after the big camp dance. She cocked her head to the side and arched an eyebrow at me. “Only officially together one night and you’re already looking for more pussy?”

I chuckled. “It’s just sex. You know it won’t change my love for you,” I said sincerely and pulled her to me for our first kiss of the day, promising with my lips that it would not be the last. “Besides, there’s a little more to it than just that.”

“Oh, like what?”

“Well, for starters, I think you owe Felicia for what she’s done for you. The girl has given you a week uninterrupted with me when she could have had me the first day.”

DJ’s eyes flashed for a brief second, but she quickly calmed and bit her lip. “I suppose I do at that.” DJ sighed. “Don’t suppose I can talk you into being a one-woman kind of man.”

I raised my eyebrows and shrugged, mentally saying, ‘This is me.’

DJ chuckled and moved forward, nuzzling her nose against mine. “I love you, honey, just the way you are.” She pulled back, her eyes twinkling. “And I have to admit, I love your taste in girls, too.”

Yeah, DJ was an extraordinary kind of girl. I smiled. She smiled. And then we were sharing that supervolcanic kiss again. The mere thought of having a naked DJ, Adrienne, and Felicia crawling all over me had me bulging in my shorts, a fact DJ was using to her advantage as she ground herself against it.

When we broke for air, DJ sat up straight and flipped one of her braids back behind her shoulder before getting a new grip around my neck. “You said ‘for starters’. What else is behind this little invitation you’re cooking up?”

I sighed. “It’s Adrienne.”

There was no mistaking the way DJ stiffened at the name, or perhaps at the way I’d said it. Clearly, my new girlfriend was somewhat apprehensive about my last girlfriend.

I stroked her back and patted her butt soothingly while staring straight into DJ’s eyes. “Hey, relax. Adrienne’s not a threat to you.”

“You sure about that? Wouldn’t be the first time I saw a girl decide she wanted her ex back the instant she saw him with someone else.”

I shook my head. “No, we’ve both moved on. I’ll always love her, just like I’ll always love Dawn, but we’ve moved on. I think she and I might be better as brother and sister in the long run, anyways.”

“Then what’s the deal?”

I shrugged, leaned back, and patted her left shoulder. “Well you, for one. Look how tense you are. If this is going to work, you and she are going to have to learn to get along better. You’re both too important to me for there to be any awkwardness.”

DJ frowned and looked away. “We don’t know that much about each other. And we got along fine before.”

“Things were different before. You were my friend, almost like a sister to me, and she was my girlfriend. Now it’s the other way around. You’ve got to learn that she’s not a threat to us and she’s got to learn that I really believe this is real.”

DJ furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me inquisitively. “She doesn’t think this is real?”

I sighed and gave her a helpless look. “She claims that I’m rebounding. With any other girl, I might have agreed. But you’re ... extraordinary.” I brushed my fingers across the pretty blonde’s forehead and down her cheek before leaning in for another kiss.

DJ blinked a few times when we pulled apart. “So what do you want from me? Are you asking me to fuck her today?”

I shrugged and answered without thinking, “Worked for her and Dawn.”

DJ rolled her eyes and started to get huffy but I patted her arm and sat up straight. “Wait, wait. It’s not that simple and I know it,” I began. “Adrienne and Dawn didn’t get things worked out just because they screwed. But they came to an understanding about the way they felt about each other and about me. And when they had sex, it showed how comfortable they could be with one another.”

The young blonde looked at me skeptically, so I continued. “I’m not asking you to have sex with Adrienne. For one thing, she’s committed to her girlfriend. But I do think it’s a good idea for you and her to talk. If we go out hiking somewhere, I’m sure there will be some good opportunities.”

DJ nodded slowly, turning it over in her mind before darting her gaze back to me and smirking. “And, ah ... exactly what will you and Felicia be doing while Adrienne and I go off to have this talk?”

I grinned. “Oh, I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

“Will you put some lotion on my back?”

Felicia sat cross-legged before me, facing away as she dropped her sports bra, the flimsy material joining her tank top on the blanket beside her. Demurely holding one arm across her bosom, she turned her head to look at me, showing off the graceful curve of her neck with her dark hair pulled to one side and disappearing over her opposite shoulder. This left me a perfect view of the hard edge of her jaw, her sculpted cheekbones, and the shallow point of her nose. Her big, expressive blue-grey eyes were mesmerizing and twinkling with mischief as she extended the sunblock to me with her free hand.

I’d actually seen the pose once before, in a magazine. Then, Felicia had been soaking wet and sitting on the floor of a shower, with a big, expensive necklace dangling in her hand instead of the sunblock.

This time, the backdrop behind her was breathtaking as we were on a high ridge overlooking the valley below, a mass of trees and flowers leading down to the snaking blue of the Klamath River. Our own mostly flat spot was perfect in that we were shielded from the wind by the rock outcropping surrounding us on three sides and from the sun by the tree branches above.

“Would you like me to stop at your waist? Or go all the way down?” I asked warmly and reached for the sunblock.

“You know, I think you’re right. I don’t want any part of me to burn,” she giggled flirtatiously as she turned to the side and put her body into an arch to lift her butt off the blanket while reaching down with one hand to start tugging down her shorts and panties. This profiled her from the side, letting me ogle her nicely formed tits: good handfuls and barely sagging. And her tummy was tight and absent of flab in the way only a half-starved model could accomplish.

Soon enough, Felicia was fully naked, even having removed her hiking boots as she lay facedown on the blankets with a towel underneath her chin so she could look out across the valley. Having not bothered to do anything but gawk as she disrobed, I now moved to kneel beside her while uncapping the sunblock.

But Felicia had other ideas. “Nuh-uh. If I’m going to be naked. You should be, too. It’s only fair, right?”

“Well, my clothes won’t exactly be in the way of my ability to rub down Every. Single. Millimeter ... of your Gloriously. Naked. Body,” I husked.

She giggled musically and then replied, “Maybe not. But your clothes will interfere with my ability to feel your Thick. Heavy. Balls ... resting on top of my Gloriously. Naked. Ass.”

She had a point. I shucked my clothes and then straddled her perfect ass, making sure to lay my balls against her crack. My cock was too erect and upright to come into contact with her body. But I intended to lean forward and fix that once we got started. I was already planning exactly where to drag my mushroom head and add a little pre-cum to the sunblock mix.

“Oh ... yeah...” Felicia sighed while I started going to work rubbing her body with my three appendages and two liquids. “I daresay you’re as good as me at massages.”

“I aim to please. And then please some more ... And some more...” My voice was dropping off to a sensual moan.

Felicia giggled. “And you will. At least, I figure we’ve got the time.”

I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me, and went back to focusing on my hands. Felicia then sighed and turned her head in the direction where Adrienne and DJ had gone walking. “You think this is going to work?”

I shrugged. “Why shouldn’t it? They’re both smart girls. And they both clearly care about me.”

Felicia exhaled. “I know. I do, too. And I have to say Ben, this DOES look a lot like rebounding.”

I sighed and put a little more force into my strokes as I worked my way down from her neck and shoulders to her upper back. “I know. But c’mon, this is DJ.”

Felicia nodded. “I know. And I DID say that girl might eclipse her sisters for beauty. If it were anyone else, I’d be right alongside Adrienne telling you not to do this. I know Dayna and I had our differences, but I did get to know her and you and your families while we were all growing up. So I know there’s enough love and support if this thing blows up in your face.”

“Right,” I nodded, feeling confident with the compliment. Then the “blows up in your face” comment set in. “Wait, what?”

Felicia turned to her side, giving me another look at her breast. But my eyes quickly made it back up to her face. “It’s just that in general, I’d have advised you to take things easy after the breakup with Adrienne. DJ or no DJ, it would be best for you to take a break from relationships. No strong commitments. Just ... be single for a while. Get readjusted to who YOU are as an individual, and not as half of a couple.” The gorgeous brunette smirked. “Heck, I’d probably be dragging you around to ah... meet ... some of my friends.”

I arched an eyebrow at that. “Meet with an ‘e’ or Meat with an ‘a’?”

Felicia giggled, her pale blue eyes twinkling. “With an ‘a’, I guess. Barb Hemingway and Tina Nguyen in particular were quite interested when I told them you and Adrienne had broken up.”

I chuckled. “It sounds nice, but really, I’m happy with the direction things are going right now.”

“I know. I can tell,” Felicia nodded but bit her lip. She looked like she had more to say, but didn’t comment further.

I smirked as another naughty thought occurred. “Besides, with a girlfriend like DJ, maybe we still WILL, ah ... meat ... your friends.” By now, I’d backed off until I was straddling the backs of Felicia’s knees with my cock settling into the cleft off her buttcheeks while I massaged her lower back. As if to emphasize my point, I dragged my hips back until my dickhead nudged lower, rubbing around the outside of her pussy and deflecting down to the blanket.

“Ohhh...” Felicia moaned as she felt my cock bouncing around her nether regions. Instinctively, she spread her legs until they banged into my knees where I was straddling her. And with a little pressure she got me to adjust my position and let herself bring her legs up and fold them like a frog’s, opening up her crotch to me. “Y’know, I changed my mind, Ben. You can finish rubbing lotion into me later. I think I’ve waited long enough for you to fuck me.”

Taking the hint, I moved my hands around her hips and lifted her up a bit, putting her into the desired position. And then with my left hand on her hip to steady her and my right on my own shaft for guidance, I thrust myself deeply into her willing body.

At first, I’d thought Felicia and I would have time for a slow buildup and then a pleasant screw before Adrienne and DJ got back. If all went according to plan, those two would have a new understanding to celebrate, and then Felicia and I would encourage the four of us into a wonderful expression of understanding that would result in pleasant orgasms for all. Hell, if I was really lucky, I might even get to fuck Adrienne again.

Things hadn’t quite worked out that way.

It started like the plan. I called upon my user’s manual for Felicia and began creating a new symphony. I started with an opening allegro movement, stoking her fires with rhythmic thrusts from behind and quick manipulation of her well-formed breasts. Felicia wasn’t the kind of girl who needed a lot of foreplay and she’d already been pent-up for a week now, so I gave her a fast and dirty climax to take the edge off and let her collapse onto her belly while I continued to slowly dick her throughout her orgasm.

I then flipped Felicia onto her back and moved into a slow second movement, even putting Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata into my head as I concentrated on pleasuring her with my hands, caressing her sensitive nerve clusters and erogenous zones tenderly while nipping at her neck and rubbing her breasts. She whimpered and cooed beneath me in rapturous pleasure. And after perhaps six or seven minutes of this, her whole body shuddered and she groaned a long, languorous orgasm, dumping a fresh load of honey into my waiting mouth while my tongue slowly swiped up and down her labial cleft.

The third movement was a cute minuet as I teased her body’s sensations playfully. She’d very nearly fallen asleep from her second orgasm. Not passed out, you see — fallen asleep. But I roused her while remounting her, making short jabs with my dick into her wet pussy. I made rotating motions while showering her face with butterfly kisses. I tickled her nipples with my thumbs. And this time, when her body quaked in orgasm, it spurred her straight into the fourth movement and into the craving for the one final glorious climax she knew awaited.

We finished with a fun rondo. I grabbed Felicia’s wrists and yanked them above her head, pinning them down while I romped in and out of her open pussy with my throbbing prick. I played around at an Allegro pace, filling her body and carving my dickhead against her G-spot for maximum pleasure. I played around with different melodies, while there was also a short section of Vivo-tempo thrusts — hard and fast and deep — that I kept returning to. Like a familiar refrain, Felicia started looking forward to those, whimpering in anticipation for my current melody to play out so she could return to feeling that Vivo pounding as I teased her and teased her while ascending the crescendo of pleasure until she couldn’t stand it any longer. And finally, we both hit our climaxes as I poured a half-hour’s worth of cum into her spastically shaking cunt.

It was one of our best symphonies. When we were done, Felicia cradled my head to her chest and chittered happily about how I’d been worth the wait. We settled in then and waited for the girls to return.

Only they didn’t. As Felicia and recovered from our orgasms, we continued to be alone with nothing to do but let our hands wander across each other’s naked body.

Well, with two horny people, wandering hands soon became caressing hands. Caressing hands became fondling hands. And ten minutes after finishing the first symphony, we started up a second one.

Three of Felicia’s orgasms later, plus one of mine, Adrienne and DJ still hadn’t returned. After pulling out of Felicia’s snatch, the gorgeous catalog model had taken my second ejaculation down her throat. And with one load in her pussy and one in her mouth ... Well, you know the way my mind works.

I didn’t even bother with the user manual this time. I knew Felicia’s buttons by heart and I didn’t need to read any sheet music to know how to play her. Seven orgasms hadn’t slowed the statuesque babe down at all. No, they seemed to have only energized her, and soon enough the beautiful brunette was face-down on the blankets with my cock up her ass.

“AAAAH, FUCK!!!” Felicia screamed again, her voice vibrating with every rapid impact of my pelvis against her buttcheeks. I swear I could hear the sound of her voice echoing off the canyon walls, and I wondered what the people down below might be making of this.

“Yes! Yes, you fucking stud!” Felicia crowed. Copious amounts of sweat were dribbling down her face, creating a Seurat painting of droplets beneath her chin while her whole body jerked back and forth.

“Fuck me! So hard! So raw! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUUUCK!” The last ‘Fuck’ signaled her orgasm as both her ass muscles and other muscles clamped down, her head shaking with the power of it. I didn’t let up from my relentless cock-pistoning through her anal chute and when her lungs gave out, so did her arms. And Felicia tumbled onto the blankets, smearing her cheek against the damp puddle of her own sweat.

It’s actually a good thing we didn’t bother to finish putting lotion on each other’s body. By now it all would have been wiped away by sweat or by our bodies frequently rubbing against the blankets. Felicia’s back had certainly been stripped bare by the end of that first symphony of lust. Back then, she’d humped her hips to meet my every thrust, her heels drumming against my spine as we physically launched ourselves at each other so hard my pelvic bone had started to hurt.

And now that her chest had collapsed to the blankets from my overaggressive rear-entry pounding, Felicia would have lost any lotion from the front-side as well. I couldn’t fault her for collapsing. She’d endured two more orgasms with my cock filling her asshole, the second one wiping out what energy she had left and causing her arms to buckle. I was used to fucking for hours on end, and despite her sexual proclivities, Felicia wasn’t.

Besides, NO ONE could have stood up to the hammering I was giving her. We were way past Allegro. We were way past Vivo, or even Presto. I’m not sure if there’s anything faster than Prestissimo, but if there is, THAT’S where Felicia and I were at. I was quite literally fucking her brains out.

“Unnnnnnnghhhh...” the gorgeous older woman groaned while I continued sawing my thick dick in and out of her stretched and abused anus. My cock had been coated in the juices of her many, many orgasms, and we’d used plenty of lube. But I’d been buttfucking her for fifteen minutes now and I already anticipated that I’d have to help Felicia climb down the mountain back to camp.

“Nnnhhhnnnnggg...” she moaned when my hand sneaked beneath her hips to begin diddling her similarly-abused clit.

“One more, Felice,” I growled into her ear. “One more mind-blowing orgasm, and then you can go to sleep.”

“Ohhhhhnnnnggg...” she moaned once more. And then I watched as her lower lip quivered for a few seconds just before her body locked up one final time beneath me, a quiet shudder passing through her body as the agony and ecstasy swept through her from head to toe.

I’d wrung every drop of pleasure I could from Felicia’s body. I’d given her more orgasms than she’d ever felt at one time in her life. And she’d simply come to her limit. My job was done.

So planting my hands on either side of her head, I put my body into a push-up position above her flat, prone body with my cockpole still drilling into her ass. And I let myself go.

“I’m gonna cum soon, Felice,” I groaned, getting a weak whimper from her in return. “I’m gonna cum in your ass. I’m gonna fill you up so that you feel me dribbling down your thighs the whole way back home. You’re gonna fall into bed knowing that I used and abused all three of your holes, filling all of them with my cream. And how is that gonna make you feel?”

“So goooood...” she whimpered and shuddered one more time, a mental high even if not a physical one. And that shudder was all I needed.

Like a piss I’d been holding in for far too long, my dickhead opened up and began hosing down Felicia’s bowels with a steady stream of sperm, a single unending flow of hot spunk that poured out of me and into this gorgeous girl’s anal receptacle.

Felicia quivered as she felt my ejaculation filling her up. With her job now done, she set her cheek back down onto the blanket and closed her eyes. And she surrendered to the bliss of sleep.

After busting my nut into Felicia’s ass, I flopped onto my back beside her sleeping form, staring up at the leaves and tree branches above us while gasping for air. But before I could catch my breath, the sounds of people approaching got my attention.

Turning my head to the side, I saw DJ and Adrienne not twenty feet away, their hiking boots crunching against the dirt, pebbles, and leaves dotting the ground. DJ had an intense look that I couldn’t immediately read, while Adrienne simply looked thoughtful.

Still panting heavily and oblivious to my nudity, I worked myself up onto my elbows and raised my eyebrows questioningly. I wanted to know how things went during the girls’ discussion. But neither girl spoke immediately. Instead, DJ immediately came to me, kneeling beside me as she bent over, taking my face in her hands and planting that supervolcanic kiss on my lips. Already short of oxygen, DJ took my breath away as her tongue moved in to invade my mouth and leave my brain spinning just as I’d started to get it straightened out.

I was dazed when DJ lay me back down on the blankets, feeling woozy with an inky blackness creeping into my vision while I struggled to breathe. The pretty young blonde smiled down at me and said, “I love you sooo much, honey.” And then she immediately turned to Felicia, gently spreading the slumbering girl’s legs and dipping her face into the older woman’s crotch.

Noisy slurping followed. And despite having cum three times with the gorgeous model, I felt a tingle in my crotch listening to DJ suck my cum out of Felicia’s pussy and ass. The older brunette moaned at the sensations and slowly began to reawaken.

Meanwhile, Adrienne came straight to me. She smiled wanly and knelt beside my hip, a curious expression on her face. And then after a short sigh, the gorgeous blonde reached over to our packs and came back with some baby wipes, old habit from our time living together, and without hesitation she reached down and started cleaning me up.

I stiffened in surprise, more stiffness in the rest of my body than in my worn-out cock, as I realized that Adrienne was touching me in a very intimate manner for the first time since our break-up. And while her firm hands delicately stroked my half-hard cock, a questioning look spread across my face.

“I’m your sister,” she said firmly, her hazel eyes locked onto me. “This is what we do.”

My mind immediately drifted to thoughts of the other things I did with my sisters, including the twins. And with a measured voice, I let my eyes quite obviously roam over Adrienne’s fantastic body. “That’s not all you sisters do.”

“Not now, Ben,” Adrienne said softly and glanced over at DJ. My cute blonde girlfriend picked her head up just then, giving the both of us curious looks.

I took a deep breath, glanced at DJ, and then returned my attention to Adrienne. “Does ‘not now’ imply a ‘later’?”

Adrienne blushed and glanced at DJ, biting her lower lip before coming back to me one more time. And after reading something in my eyes, she turned and looked straight at DJ as she stated, “Not now.”

DJ was more or less attached to my arm for the entire hike back down the mountain. She wouldn’t tell me what had been discussed between her and Adrienne until we were alone, but in the meantime, she was turning her affection levels all the way up to 11. And that meant hugging me, squeezing me, and rubbing herself against my side at every opportunity.

Given the teenage girl latched onto my arm, it was a good thing Felicia only needed a little help hiking back down the mountain. But she was still feeling quite sore from our concert of fucking and started getting a little bitchy at me for it the closer we got to camp. Adrienne soothed her by promising they’d just relax by the lake, maybe sun themselves in skimpier bikinis and let the entertainment come to them.

Upon our return, we quickly cleaned up and then rejoined our families for lunch. DJ was doing her level best to crawl onto my lap, and I’m sure that everyone at the table could tell the hot-blooded young blonde was feeling quite antsy for a fucking. Since we hadn’t had the chance to screw the entire morning, what with her off on her long discussion and me fucking Felicia’s lights out, the instant lunch was over DJ dragged me away to make up for lost time.

Dawn’s and my clearing was strictly off-limits, now that we knew Dawn didn’t approve, but we had many other places we could go to be alone. It was a big camp, and the woods could be a pretty empty place. So we stopped and had a short discussion about where to go. I wanted to take advantage of a bed as often as possible, and wanted to go to the Evans cabin. But DJ shot down that idea by telling me that her parents were likely to take a nap for an hour or so right after lunch.

So DJ wanted to take me to Brooke’s and her special spot. Somewhat copying their big siblings, the younger girls had carved out a similar clearing by the creek, but on a different trail, and it was somewhere I’d never been. But unexpectedly, by the time we got there we found the spot was occupied by Brooke and Andrew, the handsome but typically shy boy looking anything but shy now as he leaned over my little sister, slowly sliding his hand up the inside of her t-shirt while sliding his tongue into her mouth.

Immediately, DJ and I pulled back as quietly as possible. I just didn’t want to see Brooke fucking someone else. It was okay to know my little sister was screwing her summer boyfriend; but unless I was part of the orgy, I wasn’t the kind of guy who wanted to watch it happening.

And while DJ would normally be content to hide out and watch, on this afternoon she was far more interested in getting our clothes off and having sex, rather than watching sex. And as soon as we got back to the trail, she grabbed my hand and practically ran up the dirt path, I assume to lead me to some other previously-designated place for a romantic interlude.

I was half-right. We ran a few hundred yards down the trail and around a bend when DJ spotted a fallen log not six feet off the main path. “There!” she exclaimed before dragging me over and quickly unshouldering her pack. “Hurry, honey! Hurry!”

“DJ!” I gasped and spun around as soon as I realized what she was proposing. We were NOT hidden at all, and if someone were to come along this trail, we would be completely exposed. Fucking Felicia at the top of a ridge almost an hour’s hike away from camp was one thing; we were far closer to camp right now. “Isn’t this a bit out in the open?”

“I don’t care! I need you! Hurry!” Her pack was on the ground, she was bent over at the waist, and her shorts and panties were soon around her ankles. Naked, DJ would always stir my arousal. But here, fully-clothed except for the creamy white of her naked ass aiming back at me as she braced herself against the log, the slender but stacked teenage babe was absolutely irresistible.

My own pack hit the trail and I quickly moved into position while unfastening my shorts. I simply dropped them to my ankles as well and took my dick in hand, guiding it into place.

DJ had been fingering her own pussy, and once the tip nudged between her thighs, she reached down to grab me and put me into position. I felt my mushroom head settle into her labia. She relocated her hands to the log. And I got a firm grip on her hips.

Then we fucked.

It was quick. It was dirty. And we sooo could have gotten caught.

But thankfully, we didn’t. And after a deliciously anxious five minutes of animalistic rutting, I pumped my girlfriend full of spunk and then almost hurriedly pulled up my shorts while she similarly yanked hers back up and then leaned against the log, her ample chest heaving as she caught her breath.

“That was so dangerous,” I managed to grunt once I fixed the last button on my shorts.

“That was so exciting!” DJ flashed me a naughty grin. And then she quickly launched herself at me, wrapping her arms around my torso and putting her head against my chest while I hugged her back. “And I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I’ll do it everywhere with you, honey. If you want, I’ll crawl under the table and suck you off at dinner. I’ll come to your cabin at night and fuck you in front of your whole family. I’ll do you at the lake, on a lounge chair. Can you imagine all those hot teenage girls in bikinis watching your naked ass while you’re thrusting in and out of me? OhmiGAWD...”

I chuckled and patted DJ’s back, surprised at her little exhibitionist streak. “You really get turned on by the idea of fucking in public?”

She blinked, batting long eyelashes at me as she turned her crystal blue irises up to look at me. “No. I really get turned on by the idea of fucking YOU.” And as if to punctuate her point, she reached down into her own panties and brought her fingers back, coated in our mingled orgasmic fluids. And then she very obviously sucked the fingers into her mouth, her eyes on me the entire time.

There was such heartfelt emotion in her voice, not unlike the previous afternoon when she was telling me how this was her one chance to truly have me. And I moved my hands up to hold her biceps while looking deep into her eyes. “Dorothy Jean, I love you.”

She swooned and moved up on her tip-toes to kiss me. And then her hands started working at my shorts.

Two minutes later, she pulled my re-hardened cock out of her mouth and stood up to let me drag her shorts and already soaked panties off her feet. I lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around my waist while I rammed up into her sodden snatch. And laying her back against the log, we started making love.

Yeah, we were still out in the open. But as much as I loved her and she me, I didn’t care if someone caught us anymore.

DJ did eventually tell me about her discussion with Adrienne. Basically, she explained to the older girl about how she’d been crushing on me for years and that none of the boys she dated ever measured up to me. She convinced Adrienne that this wasn’t just a fling and it wasn’t out of any malice toward Dawn, but real and true love, as passionately and as idealistically as a teenage girl can be in love.

Adrienne warned her that I was still emotionally fragile from my recent breakups. Whether I was rebounding or not, I still needed time to heal and Adrienne told DJ that she might have to be patient with me. Things could potentially be rockier than a normal relationship with a fresh start might have been. And Adrienne spoke of me with such loving and protective concern that DJ openly questioned whether Adrienne still had romantic feelings for me.

So then it was Adrienne’s turn to convince DJ that she truly wanted to move on from me. It wasn’t that Adrienne loved me any less. In fact, after the whole ordeal with Adam, she had become even more closely bonded to me and my family. But she explained to DJ that she wanted to build a sibling relationship with me, one of trust, support, and unconditional love. And she told DJ that she and I would not be resuming any sexual contact until we both believed we had rebuilt the foundation of our relationship. Maybe someday in the future we would become intimate again, but not now.

So DJ told Adrienne she would openly welcome her presence around us, without jealousy. She would accept Adrienne like a sister, as a member of my family. And if and when Adrienne felt comfortable with it, DJ would also welcome her presence in our bed (or clearing, or wherever we decided to fuck). After all, family “doesn’t count”.

Finally, Adrienne advised DJ that if this was real, to love me with everything she had. “Because Ben is a very special man,” Adrienne had told her. “When he dedicates himself to you, he really dedicates himself and you’ve got to give him the same in return. He deserves nothing less, and nothing less will be good enough to keep him.”

DJ took the advice to heart. She’d been crushing on me for years and now that she had me, she now promised me, “I’m going to be the very best girlfriend I can possibly be. I’m going to be the best girlfriend you’ve ever had. And by the time summer’s over, you’re going to want to marry me!”

Well, I wasn’t sure about getting married so young, but I could appreciate the enthusiasm. Adrienne turned out to be a fountain of information for DJ on the things I liked, and with her help, for the duration of camp DJ really did become a fantastic girlfriend.

One of the first things DJ did was ask her parents to let me sleep with her in their cabin. With both older Evans sisters out, the big bunkroom was empty. I NEVER thought they’d go for it and as expected, Jack and Deanna Evans declined permission. DJ was still in high school and even though she was their last child, they didn’t want to set a precedent for her or for my younger siblings that it was okay to live together with a boyfriend at such a young age. So no. I wasn’t sleeping overnight with her.

That didn’t stop DJ and me from fucking in their cabin, though. Sometimes we even did it relatively late at night, and I know for a fact that listening to me nailing DJ almost always spurred Deanna Evans into action with her husband, the same way Dawn and I used to do. And as long as I went back to my own cabin afterwards, Jack Evans certainly seemed happier once DJ and I got together.

So DJ remained by my side as close to 24 hours a day as she could. She held my hand wherever we went. She showered me with affectionate kisses, hugs, and playful rubbing with her hands or hips or breasts or whatever else she could get on me. She even kept her left hand on my leg (or ... ahem ... between my legs) at meal times. Some might have felt this constant presence might be a little overwhelming, but not me. After being dumped by two girls in the span of a few days and left wondering if anyone in the world would ever truly love me — not to mention being shot and coming so close to dying — I adored having such a devoted and affectionate girlfriend who wanted nothing more than to be with me always.

DJ didn’t talk my head off or otherwise become annoying. Clinginess wasn’t an issue since I had zero problems with her becoming as clingy as she wanted. In fact, I welcomed her almost manic desire to be near me, almost to the point of wanting to follow me into the bathroom. She supplied me with intelligent conversation. She cracked jokes and kept me entertained. And she provided me constant companionship after a brief time of loneliness in my life. Yeah, it was kind of the same way Dawn and I used to be at camp. And yeah, DJ taking that role in my life made me really, really happy.

And of course I am, after all, a sexual creature; and DJ screwed me around the clock. She was in love and she was horny and we fucked like bunnies every chance we got. We fucked in the mornings and right after lunch. We fucked before dinner and in the evenings before going to sleep. We fucked on hikes and in her cabin and at random, semi-public places around camp. And even if she was sore or not particularly in the mood, DJ would still go down on me just to make me happy. Already a proficient cocksucker to begin with, the young blonde beauty became absolutely incredible with a lot of practice.

And that doesn’t even mention our other sexual excursions. There was one afternoon when Andrew Hemingway went on a family hike with his parents and two sisters. That left Brooke alone for a couple of hours, and DJ wasted no time in recruiting my little sister into a threesome at their special clearing. We spent four hours screwing each other’s brains out in every possible combination or orientation. I think Brooke was more excited to be fucking DJ again than she was to be fucking me.

And like I said, DJ openly welcomed Felicia’s and Adrienne’s presence around us, to the point where we hung out with those two more than any of DJ’s or my normal camp friends. My new girlfriend not only accepted me fucking Felicia every other day, but she even helped out and joined in, my girlfriend and the gorgeous older model treating me to some pretty incredible threesomes.

Adrienne even accompanied us from time to time, doing everything she possibly could short of physically touching. She kept to her commitment of monogamy, but that didn’t mean the busty blonde couldn’t strip naked and masturbate while watching me fuck the shit out of Felicia and DJ.

One time, Adrienne sat up against the headboard of DJ’s bed, pawing at her own tits and diddling herself while DJ parked her face just an inch away from Adrienne’s crotch, blowing directed streams of air at the older blonde’s sensitive clit. Technically, they weren’t touching, right? Maybe DJ even accidentally got in a lick or two; I don’t know. After all, I was pounding my little girlfriend from behind and my eyes were a little more focused on Adrienne’s jiggling boobs.

Another time, Felicia rode me reverse-cowgirl with my dick up the gorgeous model’s ass and DJ’s lips and hands wrapped around her erect nipples. Adrienne laid face-down between our legs, staring at my thick prod stretching Felicia’s sphincter, and rubbing herself to incredible climaxes. Felicia even got really naughty and jerked her ass off of me at the last second, fisting my cock and aiming my ejaculation to explode all over Adrienne’s face. Technically, Adrienne wasn’t touching either me or Felicia; but the gorgeous blonde certainly screamed pretty loud in orgasm when my cum splattered against her forehead and cheeks.

And it wasn’t even just Brooke, Felicia, and Adrienne. One afternoon, by the lake, DJ waved her hand in a wide arc and said, “Pick one. Pick any girl you want, and I’ll help you seduce her.”

My eyebrows shot up as truly gorgeous girls like Barb Hemingway, Lucia Ramirez, and Isabella Marsh filled my view. But my conscience kicked in and I quickly wrapped DJ up by my side. “You’re all I need, kiddo.”

She beamed and kissed me before pulling back with a little smile. “I know. But I’m serious. I’ll do anything to keep you happy. And I really want to be the best girlfriend you’ve ever had.”

I knew she would. Think about it: I had a stunningly gorgeous 17-year-old blonde babe of a girlfriend, 5’9½”, slender, with a 34DD-24-30 comic book body. She fucked like a mink and was an absolute slut for my cum. She let me ram it into any of her holes at any time that I wanted and not only let me fuck hot babes like Felicia and Brooke, but actively encouraged me to find even more.

She didn’t talk my head off, nag me, or ever complain. We literally had ZERO fights. We enjoyed each other’s company, and we clicked both physically and emotionally. No, I wasn’t mentally on the same wavelength with her as I could be with Dawn; we couldn’t read each other’s thoughts and feelings. But we never hesitated to verbalize those thoughts and feelings, to make every effort to communicate with each other and avoid misunderstandings. We went from just friends to devoted life partners in the span of a couple of days, sharing our hearts without any secrets or fears of recrimination.

Can you IMAGINE a better girlfriend?

There was only one problem: DJ and I often had slightly different ideas of what being “the best girlfriend ever” really meant. DJ often did whatever she THOUGHT I would like, without actually checking with me. I talked to her one time about it, and she answered that it had been the same way between me and Dawn, and that I’d always liked Dawn’s little surprises.

“Dawn was always in my head,” I replied. “She knew the way I thought.”

“We’ll get there, too,” DJ promised. “With time, we’ll get there.”

Well, things didn’t “get there” quite fast enough, and things blew up in my face the following week.

The day started off wonderfully, in a PG sort of way. My family and the Evanses decided to have a big picnic together: parents, kids, and all. We usually had two or three during the summer as it was, and everyone fell into their usual family dynamics with ease, with one exception: DJ was playing the role of “Dawn”.

The nine of us lounged around a bunch of big picnic blankets in the shade of some trees. I spent half the time either with DJ leaning against me or with my head in her lap. It had pretty much been the same with me and Dawn for years. As long as we didn’t try to cop feels of each other or anything out in public, none of the parents minded.

In the meantime, Adrienne was really getting into her role as “big sister” to the twins. The three of them huddled together, whispering constantly and sneaking looks at everyone else whenever one of them made a particularly funny comment. The rest of us took turns glaring back at them as if we could hear what they were saying and were taking offense at it, sending all three of them into giggles. Even though the twins were thirteen and Adrienne nineteen, for the duration of the picnic, all three of them acted like they were NINE.

In fact, as my girlfriend, DJ seemed older than Adrienne for a little while, as DJ and I chatted with both sets of parents quite a bit throughout the morning. They were telling us about some of the gossip going around about the adults of the camp, and while we didn’t spill any teenager secrets, we commented on how things were changing from the perspective of us young ones.

All in all, we spent a pleasant morning as one big family. I had a great time, which somehow made me want to ensure the afternoon would be just as incredibly special.

“What do you want to do now?” I asked DJ once we’d returned to the main camp. The two of us looked around at the various groups of people heading in different directions to find activities for the afternoon. As much as I loved being at camp, there were only so many things that could be done up here and I’d started to get just a little bored of swimming, tanning, volleyball, frisbee, and the like. Heck, even DJ and I fucking like bunnies was getting a little ... routine.

DJ squeezed my arm and rubbed her cheek against my bicep. “Whatever you want to do.”

I rolled my eyes. It had become a familiar refrain from DJ the past few days, and it was getting just a bit annoying. I knew she was trying to be accommodating, but I found myself wishing DJ would verbalize some suggestions of her own. After all, I KNEW she had a zillion ideas percolating in her head, and even when she didn’t volunteer those ideas, she had a tendency to ACT on them when least expected, and without telling me, either.

Still, if she was going to go along with whatever I wanted to do ... And I WAS feeling particularly horny after not being able to do anything sexual during the morning. “Do you really want to help me seduce somebody?” I ventured.

A Cheshire grin spread across DJ’s face as she turned her head up to me. An obvious twinkle was in her crystal blue eyes. And her voice was a seductive purr as she breathed, “I’ll do anything for you, honey.”

“Anything?” I asked with a sparkle in my eyes.

“Anything...” she breathed in a husky voice.

I grinned. “So you’ll help me talk some bit-titted hot babe that you barely know into having sex with me? Then you’ll help me hold her down and suck on her tits and whisper dirty thoughts in her ear until I blast her full of my cum? And then you’ll bend over and suck my jizz out of her cunt while I shove my re-hardened cock up your ass?”

DJ’s eyes fluttered, her jaw quivered, and her whole body shivered as she leaned further into me, tilting her head back and thrusting her chin forward while answering, “Anything.”

I am the luckiest shit in the world.

On a gorgeous afternoon like this, we figured the best place to talk a hot babe into sleeping with us would be the lake. The girls would be in bikinis and getting mildly turned on from the appreciative ogling. And flirting was to be expected. I already had a few targets in mind.

But when DJ and I got back to our cabins to change into our swimsuits, the twins grabbed me the instant I walked into the bunkroom. “Ben! Heyyy!” Eden chirped as she latched onto my arm and held my hand.

“What’s up, rugrat?”

Eden scrunched up her nose in annoyance at the nickname. It always needled the twins when I called them names that referred to them as little kids. But instead of complaining, she simply asked, “Will you go with us to the Garden of Me?” She opened her eyes WIDE and looking as adorably cute as possible. Even though the twins’ faces were maturing from girlish to womanly, it was almost always a surefire way to get me to agree.

“Well, I was planning to go to the lake with DJ and...” My voice trailed off. No way was I going to tell the girls I was planning to seduce some other girl.

“Ben, pleeeeaaase?” Emma joined her twin sister, latching onto my other arm and putting herself side-by-side with Eden, the two of them looking up at me with those puppy-dog eyes.

Oh they were SO hard to resist when they got like that. But I was looking for some serious fucking this afternoon, and my conscience would NOT let me get sexual with the young girls again. I’d made a mistake the last hike out and didn’t want it to happen again. “Girls, I really—”

“Please?” Eden cut me off. “We never get to spend any time with you anymore. I know things were a little weird at the end of June but we were looking forward to playing together when we got to camp but then you were always with DJ and then we had that ONE day and then you were with DJ again and—”

“Whoa, whoa.” I slowed her down by holding up my hands. “We just spent all morning together.”

“That was with the whole family. It’s not the same...” Emma whined, her tone going up and down dramatically the way teenagers often do.

I arched an eyebrow. “It’s not like this is any different from all the other years. Last year I was always with Adrienne and the years before that with Dawn.”

Emma bit her lip and then looked up at me. “But you still took us to the Garden all the time! You HAD to. Mom and Dad wouldn’t let us go by ourselves.”

Eden brightened. “So bring DJ, too! You and Dawn took us together most of the time anyways.”

I blinked and thought about it. Dawn and I DID used to chaperone the twins and their friends quite often, back before we were having sex together. Actually, one year we already were screwing and had to hide the evidence from the younger ones.

“Pleeease,” Emma flashed the puppy-dog eyes again. “Soon you’ll have to go back to school and you’ll be GONE.”

I sighed. Well, DJ DID say she’d do anything I wanted. This wasn’t what I had in mind, but it would work. I really hadn’t spent much time with the twins this summer.

Besides, with DJ around, the four younger ones wouldn’t be able to sexually assault me, right?

“Do you wanna slip away for a bit?” DJ muttered beneath her breath after nudging my elbow. The two of us were reclining side-by-side on our towels, laid out on a grassy knoll overlooking the picturesque pool. The water on our skin dried slowly in the afternoon sun. Meanwhile, the four younger girls continued splashing around and doing cannonballs off the 10-foot ledge.

I took a deep breath before answering my girlfriend. Because of the family picnic, we hadn’t fucked since last night, an absolute eternity before. So I was more than ready to go by now. Also, because of our remote location, DJ had chosen to wear that transparent, lime green Wicked Weasel outfit; and reclining next to her fabulous semi-nude body was enough to get me really, really horny. Plus, I’d been planning on a little seduction of one of the hot-blooded young women by the lake, so I was already inclined toward sex.

And on top of all that, I was staring at the nubile bodies of four young, virginal teenage girls, all of whom sucked on my cock the last time we were here. Yeah, I was horny. And yeah, I wanted to slip away with DJ.

But we couldn’t. Once before, I’d done so with Dawn. Heck, we’d done so a couple of times with our young charges suspecting nothing more than a make out session. But now, years later, I knew the girls knew better. I sighed, saying, “No. The girls’ll know we’re going off to have sex.”

“So?” DJ shrugged, a grin spreading across her face.

“So? They’ll sneak over and watch us.”

“Like I said: So?” DJ giggled. I knew I would have seen a twinkle in her crystal blue eyes if her sunglasses weren’t hiding them.

I shook my head. “You really do get off on the risk of getting caught, don’t you?”

The pretty blonde laughed and nodded. “You bring out the naughty in me. I never would have done anything like it with any of the other boys I knew, but I think I’d feel nothing but pride if someone saw us fucking. Like, ‘Hell, yeah! I’ve got THIS stud fucking my brains out!’”

The four younger girls were splashing around and probably didn’t hear DJ’s comment, but Eden turned around at the sound of DJ’s laughter. My baby sister glanced at Emma, the twins exchanging some sort of non-verbal communication before Eden turned and hopped out of the water. “Okay,” Eden announced. “Time to tan, girls.”

Ana and Jenny stopped their splashing and looked over at Eden before returning their gazes to me and DJ. I was holding my breath as I watched all four of the younger teens crawl out of the pool and over to their towels. And in a row, each of them stripped off their bikini tops and lay back, presenting themselves for DJ’s and my viewing pleasure.

From our elevated position on the knoll, DJ and I had a perfect view of the four girls and their proud torsos. Ana was actually arching her back to push those C-cups into the sky. Eden’s and Emma’s smaller titties were in the middle. And even after everything I’d done before with Jenny, the smallest girl was visibly nervous and tense as she almost hesitantly displayed her nearly flat chest.

“When in Rome,” DJ mused beside me and promptly stripped away her own bikini top. It hadn’t covered much to begin with, but I still got a little harder when her glorious Double-D’s spilled out to my gaze. And taking advantage of my suddenly inert state, my new girlfriend rolled over and shoved her tongue into my mouth.

A supervolcanic explosion detonated in my brain, washing away all sense of time and space. When I came to, DJ hovered over me with a grin on her face. And I could now see the twinkle in her eyes with her sunglasses gone. “Re-thinking whether or not you want to slip away with me?” she husked.

“You don’t have to slip away,” Eden said quietly.

I jerked up and looked over to see that the four girls were sitting up now, staring at me and DJ. Eden was looking straight at my girlfriend as she said plainly, “We don’t mind if you two want to have sex.” Behind her, three heads nodded up and down in agreement.

Jenny even muttered in a heavy breath, “I’ve never actually seen people having sex before.”

“Me, neither,” Emma chirped.

“Me, neither,” Eden added.

The three girls looked at Ana, who blushed and explained, “Lucia doesn’t always close her door all the way.” That sent all four girls giggling.

DJ was lying half on top of me, a bemused smile on her face as she looked over at the girls, not ten feet away from us. “Have any of you ever seen a dick?”

The four girls nodded. Jenny, on the end, blushed as she said, “Ben’s was my first.”

“Ben’s?” DJ’s eyebrows shot up. “When?”

Jenny frowned. “Last week. The last time we all came here.”

DJ now arched a single eyebrow. “Reeeally?” My girlfriend turned back to me. “You didn’t tell me you pulled out your pecker for the little ones to see.”

I blinked twice nervously. “Uh, well. That was the day when everything between you and me kinda went down. We’ve been a little busy since then.”

“And that’s not all we did...” Eden intoned, a sensuous moan in her voice.

DJ turned to my baby sister and grinned. “What DID you all do?”

Ana chirped. “We sucked his cock! It was AMAZING!”

DJ’s eyebrows rose. “ALL of you?”

Ana and Jenny nodded eagerly. Eden and Emma winced just in time for me to groan. “GIRLS!” I admonished them. “You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!”

“We haven’t!” Jenny whimpered.

“You just did!” I growled.

Emma pushed Ana’s shoulder but Ana pushed back, barking, “You started it.”

“DJ doesn’t count anyways!” Emma protested.

DJ herself waved the girls off, and the four young ones obediently shut up. “Did Ben do a good job teaching you girls how it should be done?”

The girls all shook their heads in the negative. “He was kinda distracted by all four of us,” Eden explained.

“Tsk, tsk,” DJ scolded me, the big smile on her face removing any sense of malice. “Well girls, let’s all get to a more comfortable spot in the shade. And let the lessons begin.”

This was a bad idea. This was a really bad idea. It went against my conscience. It went against my morals. And it went against the resolution I’d made for myself only a week ago.

But I was sooo horny.

I’d gotten used to popping off like Old Faithful at regular intervals, and already I’d gone the longest stretch between ejaculations since DJ and I got together as a couple. Right now, I had a gorgeous 17-year-old blonde bombshell stroking and sucking my erect dick. And every now and again a cute 14-year-old or one of my adorable twin sisters would take a turn licking me like a lollipop.

DJ hadn’t asked me if this was what I really wanted. She’d just started doing what she thought I wanted. Well, in this case, it’s not like I was stopping her.

It came out that Eden and Emma had already gotten some blowjob lessons from Brooke. But the twins also explained that Brooke had never given them hands on lessons while I was around to be used as a prop. DJ set about correcting that deficiency, and soon even I could tell that the twins were getting better under her tutelage.

Of course, there was only so much I could take. DJ pointed out the warning signs of my impending explosion and offered Jenny the chance to practice swallowing my cum. But little Jenny remembered that she hadn’t liked the taste and declined. Ultimately, Emma dropped her lips around me and quickly sucked me to completion, jerking in surprise when I started filling her mouth with frothy cum.

Emma couldn’t take it all and had to pop off me. One squirt sort of dribbled out before Ana could dive in and start hoovering out the rest. And Eden quickly latched onto her sister’s mouth and the twins began kissing noisily while swapping my sperm back and forth.

The lesson on giving a blowjob completed, DJ then taught the girls how to get a guy hard again. The second lesson was almost as much fun as the first.

But as soon as I got hard again, all five girls decided that school was now out of session. DJ was horny and wanted to get fucked. And the four younger ones were eager to see their first live sex show.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck,” DJ chanted. She beat her heels against my lower back and clawed at my shoulders with her hands. I could feel her heartbeat through her vaginal walls, which steadily pulsed against me with a steady [bu-BUMP] [bu-BUMP] [bu-BUMP]. And even after all the fucking we’d been doing, her pussy was still incredibly tight.

“Fuck me, honey! Fuck me! Ream me! Pound me! Hurt me!” she squealed.

Urged on by DJ’s words, I flung my hips with increasing force.

“More! More! Harder Ben! Harder! OHHH!!!”

Echoing gasps of “ohhh...” spread around us. Despite my misgivings, the four young teen girls were around me and DJ, enthralled by the sight of my thick cock pistoning in and out of her juicing slit. If my mom knew what was going on, she’d be pulling out that dull butcher knife about now. I shouldn’t have let Eden and Emma watch this.

And yet, the truly naughty part of my brain wanted to pull out at the last second to spray my spunk all over DJ’s sweaty body, just so that Eden and Emma could see it. That perverted part of me wanted to hose DJ down with streamers of semen and globs of jizz to coat her big tits, tight tummy, and bare-shaven snatch. And then it wanted to see my little sisters lick it all up.

But I didn’t have time anymore. DJ’s head went slack and turned to the side as the rest of her body tensed up. Her back arched off the towels. And her mouth gaped open as she screamed, “YESSS!!! I’m cumming!!!”

Her heartbeat was racing and already bumping along my shaft. When her vaginal orgasmic spasms joined in as well, DJ sucked the cum out of me; and I shot a great wad deep into the blonde babe’s waiting snatch.

“Arrgh!” I grunted and flung my hips forward a final time, slamming our bodies together and holding them at maximum depth while I filled her up with my hot, thick cream. And while my hands gripped her body beneath me, I emptied my balls into DJ’s still spasming cunt.

When I was done, I rolled off to the side, my chest heaving as I gasped for air. My mind spun with the force of my ejaculation and at that moment, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass who had been watching. And from the way DJ had gone limp, she was beyond caring as well.

But the four girls were even more turned on than ever. Eden wasted no time crawling between DJ’s thighs and rather obviously slurping my cum out of my girlfriend. Given that she’d never watched me have sex before, I was pretty sure it was Eden’s first time eating a creampie. But from the enthusiasm and gusto she put into the task, she certainly seemed to have Brandi’s and Brooke’s almost manic family craving for brother-cum.

“Holy shit!” Jenny exclaimed. “But— but— She’s another GIRL!”

“And we eat each other out all the time.” Emma grinned, patting Jenny’s back. Fortunately, Jenny looked merely surprised, not disgusted. And Emma leaned in, adding, “If you want, I’ll show you what it’s like.”

Meanwhile, Ana came straight to me. The busty young Latina was quickly kneeling beside my hip, bending over and slurping on my semi-limp noodle while pinching the base between her thumb and index finger, the way DJ had showed her. And then the young girl put her newfound cock-reviving lessons to good use.

“Ohhh...” Jenny started moaning. Emma was already between the young Chinese girl’s thighs, introducing her friend to the world of Sapphic love.

“Ohhh...” DJ moaned. Her knees had gone up in the air and her hand was on the back of Eden’s head while my baby sister continued noisily slurping away.

“Mmm...” Ana groaned around a mouthful of growing cock.

“Unnghhh...” I groaned, feeling the young 14-year-old enthusiastically fellating me.

I was going to hell.

One thing did interrupt the burgeoning orgy. If it hadn’t happened, I’m not sure how everything would have progressed from then on out. At the time, it seemed like a setback to the sexual mood, something that might have ultimately led to everyone stopping, putting their clothes on, and going their separate ways. But like a butterfly effect, it ultimately pushed the sex in the other direction, way, WAY further on than things might have otherwise gone.

Jenny sat up and pushed Emma’s head away. “I’m sorry. It feels good. It really does. But I don’t think I’m ready for this.” The young Chinese girl started crawling away toward her clothes, blushing bright pink in shame and embarrassment.

I sat up, my conscience flaring to life for the very first time as I looked at the very, very young girl who was overwhelmed by all of this. Ana popped off my cock and turned around. And even DJ and Eden stopped what they were doing as Jenny shivered and moved away from us. I figured playtime was now over.

But a second later, Emma sat up and called, “Jenny, wait! It’s because I’m another girl, right? Well let Ben do it. He’s sooo good and it’ll feel AMAZING.”

My conscience flashed warning signs in my face. Here was a chance to stop. Here was a chance to get away before things snowballed. After all, I’d already had two great orgasms. I’d had sex with DJ. And even though Ana had been sucking me, that ship had already sailed last week. I could still get out without getting any deeper than I already had.

But Jenny turned and looked at me with big puppy-dog eyes. She licked her lips excitedly and asked in the cutest voice, “Really? Will you, Ben?”

Right then, she reminded me so much of Eden and Emma that my heart ached. And before conscious thought percolated in my brain, I was already nodding my agreement.

Plus, Ana had resumed sucking my dick. Guys tend to be pretty agreeable when they’re getting their dick sucked.

With a half-excited/half-nervous smile, Jenny crawled back over to me. Still blushing, she first sat down and pulled her bikini bottoms down her legs and off her feet, exposing a pretty pink pussy below a tuft of black hair that had been trimmed down for her bikini. Emma had just shoved the crotch aside to eat her earlier, but it looked like Jenny was going to do this one right.

Ten seconds later, I was flat on my back again and Emma was directing Jenny to straddle my face. I looked up at the young girl, feeling the need to reassure her with my eyes even though I wasn’t feeling sure about this at all. But three seconds after that, her young, virginal pussy was in my face and I extended my tongue out to take the first lick.

“Holy shit!” Jenny squealed in shock, her eyes flying WIDE open and the smile on her face getting even wider.

Yeah. Girls like getting eaten out.

There’s something quite unique about eating out a virgin. No, it doesn’t magically taste different after a dick has been inside them. Each girl has her own flavor, and it has nothing to do with whether her cherry’s been popped or not. But there certainly is a mental difference to licking and tasting a pretty pussy that’s not only new to me, but new to sex, period. It’s just exciting in a way to know the moist labia against my tongue have never before been parted by a dick, and that maybe, just maybe, mine might be the first to do so.

And Jenny tasted pretty sweet besides. So with Ana’s rapidly improving oral techniques sending waves of pleasure through my cock at one end, and the heady pleasure of Jenny’s pussy at my other end, I lost myself to the bliss. The sounds of Jenny, Ana, Eden, Emma, and DJ moaning around me melded into a chorus of ecstasy that filled my ears, their voices blending together in an ocean of aural delight.

I only noticed Ana coming off my now fully erect dick because it complained about no longer being inside a warm, caressing wetness. But DJ’s giggle cut through the cacophony and I felt the girls shifting as she took Ana’s place, putting her slick pussy on top of my rigid dick, gliding her wet cleft smoothly back and forth along the shaft lengthwise as if riding a rail. More of DJ’s giggles filled my ears and as she lifted herself to elevate my prick into position for fucking, I gripped Jenny’s thighs and started tonguing her even harder.

Everything happened so fast. DJ started saying something, but I couldn’t make out the words as Jenny suddenly clamped her thighs around my ears and began wailing out her orgasm. A gush of honey flooded out onto my chin while my tongue flicked the young girl’s love button. And at the same time, I felt DJ push her incredibly tight pussy down onto my upright shaft.

My cock met a brief bit of resistance before she opened up and let me penetrate several inches inside. A squeak of pain sounded off in my ears as suddenly a too tight tunnel of wet pleasure enveloped my shaft. And the pussy clamped down tightly in a panic around me while the same sense of panic exploded in my brain. That didn’t feel right. What the fuck?

Jenny was still squalling when I unceremoniously dumped her off to the side and picked my head up. The vision before me wasn’t quite my worst nightmare come to life, but it was pretty close. Ana Ramirez, 14-year-old little girl, was a virgin no more as she grimaced in pain with half my dick imbedded inside her. With her teeth clenched, she looked up at me for a brief second before taking a quick breath and lunging down, pushing herself further down until she’d taken my entire seven-and-three-quarter inches into her pussy. DJ was holding her hand, alternately rubbing the younger girl’s breasts and massaging her crotch, whispering soothing words into Ana’s ear.

I reacted automatically. “What the FUCK?” I yelled and immediately grabbed Ana’s hips, jerking her off my prod and shoving her to the right while I twisted myself to the left. I rolled over completely before sitting up with a wild-eyed expression on my face, staring in disbelief at the blood-streaked remnants of Ana’s virginity still on my cock.

Predictably, Ana reacted to my rejection by curling up and immediately bursting into tears. “Waaahhh!”

Eden was quickly beside Ana, hugging the bigger girl and rocking her while I crab-walked back another couple of feet. I took one look at DJ in bewilderment and barked, “What the hell happened?”

DJ blinked rapidly, looking even more bewildered than me at what had just occurred. “Wha—?”

I just turned over onto all fours to push myself up to my feet, standing and marching myself away, in shock at what had just happened. Had I really done it? Had I really popped little Ana Ramirez’s cherry? Was it my fault?

Still naked, with Ana’s virginal blood on my half-hard cock, I passed beyond the first row of bushes and into a clearing before grabbing my temples with my hands and tightening my fingers in my own hair. What was going on? How did that just happen?

DJ emerged right behind me, and for the first time ever, I paid no attention to her naked body. “Honey? What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? What’s WRONG? I just popped Ana’s cherry!”

“So? She wanted you to! Why the hell are you freaking out?”

“Of course I’m freaking out! I never meant for that to happen!”

“What? I thought you WANTED to have her!” DJ was looking at me like I’d started speaking Chinese. “Wasn’t that the whole plan for today? To go out and seduce some hot babe?”

“No!” And then I remembered. “I mean, ‘yes’, when we were still planning to go by the lake. But ... but ... that all changed when we came up here instead.”

“I didn’t get the memo,” DJ drawled, glaring at me. “You promised me I’d get to suck your jizz out of some hot girl’s cunt while you shoved your re-hardened cock up my ass. I thought you were being extra kinky bringing me up here with these girls.”

“This hike was a favor to the twins.” I exhaled. “And I didn’t mean we’d do that with someone like Ana.”

“Why not?”

“She’s a virgin,” I growled in a ‘well, duh’ tone.

DJ smirked, unable to control a giggle. “Not anymore.”

“That’s my point! She’s too young. She’s only fourteen!”

DJ rolled her eyes, calming down now that she realized what was bothering me. “Fourteen and a HALF. Heck, I was only a few months older when you boinked me for the first time.”

“You weren’t a virgin.”

“Brooke was. And she’s even younger than me.”

“That’s different! And she was still fifteen!”

“Whatever. A few months doesn’t make that big a difference and Ana’s more developed than Brooke was back then anyways. Plus, I was the same age as Ana when I lost my cherry. Believe me, she can handle it.”

“She’s just a kid, Deej.”

“She’s a young woman, now,” DJ pointed out.

I grimaced and looked away. My face etched into a deep frown and my forehead crinkled. “Only because YOU put me in this situation,” I snapped.

DJ jerked back at the venom in my voice. And she immediately came back with a harsh, “This isn’t my fault. You TOLD me we were gonna seduce someone today. How was I supposed to know you didn’t mean these four girls when they were the ONLY four girls around?”

“They’re so young! None of them had even SEEN a real cock until this summer, I think. And then you went and parked Ana on me when I couldn’t even see what was going on!”

“She wanted to! She even asked my permission since I’m your girlfriend!”

I sighed and closed my eyes. I reached out to DJ’s shoulder, rubbing it gently to alleviate the tension between us. This was a colossal communications fuck-up, and while I still thought DJ had no right to mount Ana onto me when I couldn’t see, I knew I deserved plenty of the blame.

DJ took a deep breath and then dropped her head. “So what now?”

“I don’t know.”

DJ fidgeted and bit her lip before turning away from me, looking back toward the clearing. She exhaled and then said, “Look, think of Ana. It’s her first time, and three seconds after she got her first cock inside her, you rejected her. How do you think she feels right now?”

I sighed and looked over as well. “What can I do about that?”

DJ exhaled. “You can’t let this be the way Ana lost her virginity. She’s a young girl and this would mess her up for a long time. You’ve got to go back there and do it right.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“If it were me, something like this would shatter my self-confidence. You’re a hunk, honey. All four of them have the biggest crushes on you. And at the moment she gave you her most precious gift, you turned Ana away. That’s fucked up.”

I groaned and bent over, planting my hands on my knees. DJ came up and rubbed my back. “You don’t have a choice,” she added. And exhaling slowly, I nodded in agreement.

I took a few minutes to collect myself while DJ went back to the girls and worked to calm them down. And then I stopped to think about what I was about to do.

The act itself wouldn’t be a problem. Despite my moral quandary, Ana was a very good-looking girl with a hot body, and I was already getting hard again thinking about her firm tits and gently sloping hips. Physically, I knew she could handle it. But I was more concerned about the mental and emotional aspects.

I’d lost my own virginity at age sixteen, and while I’d certainly been horny for years before that, I felt that it had been a good age for me to deal with the riot of emotions that had come with sexual activity. I’d made a lot of mistakes, sure, but in the end things had worked themselves out.

The youngest lover I’d ever had was Brooke, at age 15 and a little less than two months. Even though she’d been younger, Brooke had possessed a maturity greater than mine at the same age. She’d had the poise and certainty of what she’d wanted in order to handle things afterwards.

Did Ana possess that kind of maturity at fourteen and a half? Was she going to be able to deal with the consequences? Did it even matter anymore? The damage had already been done. And at least the girl was about to be a freshman in High School. While not proof of maturity, I had known enough freshmen who were sexually active to believe this wasn’t something Ana was totally unprepared for.

So I tried to think about it from Ana’s perspective. From the beginning, she hadn’t been shy about flirting with me or showing me her body. When things had progressed to kissing and even blowjobs, she’d attacked me with gusto and enthusiasm. And if DJ was to be believed, Ana had been the one to suggest losing her virginity to me.

Ana wanted this. Despite my misgivings, she was pretty enough that I wanted her, too. And since I apparently had no real choice, I might as well make sure we both enjoyed it.

After all my agonizing, the act itself was almost anticlimactic. I’d forgotten how ... awkward ... things could be with a virgin. After all, I hadn’t bedded a true virgin since Jennifer Vo (no, Paige doesn’t really count), and the fact is that they simply don’t know how to move their bodies just yet. It was still good, but after all the amazing sex I’d been having both this summer and the year before, Ana just couldn’t compare.

Still, I made sure that I rocked Ana’s world.

When I finally returned back to the Garden, I found Ana lying back across the blankets, waiting for me. All five girls looked up rather nervously at me while I knelt beside Ana and then devoted all of my attention to her. I apologized for pushing her away, explaining that the whole thing had caught me by surprise. I admitted honestly that I never planned to go all the way with any of the girls, but now that I had with Ana, I cared enough about her to make sure things were done right.

“A girl’s first time is special,” I told her gently. “I want to make sure you remember this fondly for the rest of your life.”

I then asked the other girls to dress and give us some space. I knew with certainty that they would watch us, but I didn’t want Ana to feel them hovering over her from inches away. The girls obediently put their suits and hiking clothes back on before retreating to the first line of bushes, close enough to watch unobtrusively but far enough for me to not feel their presence. And then I proceeded to give Ana a special first time.

We started with kissing, something she was already quite familiar with. Ana displayed an expertise that proved to me she had some good kissing experience, more than just occasional fumbling in some guy’s backseat. And when we both started heating up I let my hands begin to roam across her nubile, teenaged body.

I worked my way down her chest, kissing and nibbling and sucking while going through my routines of exploring her erogenous zones and locating her trigger spots. Ana really loved powerful sucking on her tits and I obliged her for a few minutes before settling my face down into her crotch.

The girls had gotten Ana cleaned up in the intervening time, and there were no longer any traces of blood. My tongue and lips soothed away any remaining pain she might have felt in her pussy while my hands on her upright tits kept her distracted. She tensed up slightly when I penetrated her with a finger, but quickly relaxed and even started moaning as I began sawing in and out of her while tickling her side with my off-hand and continuing my oral attention to keep her floating on a sea of bliss.

Ana was in the middle of her first orgasm when I quickly slid up her body and pushed myself inside her. I had the first four inches in before she realized it and quickly wrapped her limbs around me. Her ankles crossed behind my ass and she tugged me the rest of the way in. And our mouths found each other once again when I was penetrated as fully as I would ever go.

Ana sighed happily, and then I showed this pretty 14-year-old girl how pleasant her first time could be.

She couldn’t do much more than rock her hips and instinctively hump herself back at me. Like I said, there’s big mental high in fucking a virgin but they leave a lot to be desired in terms of actual fucking. But her pussy was snug and wet and Ana made the cutest squeaking sounds every time my pelvic bone bumped against hers.

“Eep!” Ana squeaked. “Eep! Eep! Eep!”

I brought her to a second orgasm and watched as her jaw quivered beneath me. Her hands clutched tightly to my shoulder blades while I continued stroking her through the climax, feeling the uncontrollable flutters of her vaginal muscles while she ascended to perhaps her greatest ever physical high. But Ana went limp after that, panting and weakened by her ordeal. So I decided to finish myself off sooner rather than later.

Ana’s squeaks became low whimpers and moans as I rutted through her tight tunnel, rapidly stroking myself toward orgasm. I concentrated on the feelings shooting through my pelvis and up my spine, painfully aware that I was fucking the young girl bareback and unprotected. And just as I felt myself building to climax, I yanked myself out with plenty of time, hovered over her supine body, and jacked my own rod until I found my release.

Ana squeaked again when my hot cum splashed against her tits, the first jets arcing with great distance. The next jets splattered across her tight, teenage belly. And then I leaned forward to ensure my final droplets dribbled onto her lower abdomen, well out of range of her fertile pussy.

The cute Latina girl smiled radiantly, quite pleased with herself for her first sexual experience. I sagged to sit back on my own heels, smiling contentedly at her expression and at my own relief. I knew there would be consequences for what had taken place today, but at least I knew she would no longer look at her de-virginization with horror.

Catching my breath, I worked to think of something to say. The older I got, the less I took for granted these first trysts with young girls and I felt the need to thank Ana for her precious gift. But before I could say anything, Eden, Emma, Jenny, and DJ arrived back on the scene, twittering excitedly. So I simply settled for bending over and giving Ana a soft kiss of warmth and gratitude.

Once I got out of the way, Eden and Emma immediately bent down and started licking my hot cum off of Ana’s rapidly-cooling body. I didn’t know if Ana was into girls or not; but for now, she was so happy with her first act of intercourse that she didn’t seem to mind.

So after sharing a relieved smile with DJ, I looked around for my clothes and thought of returning back to camp.

“It wasn’t so bad, was it?”

DJ looked nervous as we walked hand-in-hand away from the lodge after dinner. I think it had finally settled in for her that what had transpired at the Garden of Eden that afternoon had NOT been what I’d had in mind. And even though she still didn’t think she’d done anything wrong — after all, she HAD been a great girlfriend in finding me some fresh, virginal pussy — DJ knew enough to recognize that I still wasn’t happy with the outcome.

“Not ‘bad’. Just not what I wanted,” I replied as I glanced behind us. Back by the lodge entrance, Eden, Emma, Ana, and Jenny were huddled together as they scurried off, no doubt eager to discuss this landmark occasion. This wasn’t over yet, and I dreaded the fallout. Thinking about how complicated my future was about to become, I sighed forlornly.

“Come on, honey.” DJ squeezed my hand and rubbed herself against my arm. “You look like your favorite pet just died. What’s the big deal? So you popped a 14-year-old girl’s cherry; she wanted you to. You both had a nice fuck. And look at her, she’s happy.”

“It’s not that. I’m worried about what’s going to happen now.”

“Pssht.” DJ waved me off. “Relax. Ana was just horny and she thinks you’re hot stuff; but she’s not in love with you. It’s not like she’s gonna start following you around like a lost puppy for the rest of camp. And even if she does want more, I’m sure we can find time to fit her in.” DJ giggled. “She certainly didn’t seem to mind the twins licking your jizz off her, and you never did shove your cock up my ass while I was sucking your cum out of her cunt.”

“Deeeej,” I drawled a warning. “She’s not protected, for one.”

DJ shrugged as if this were a minor inconvenience.

I sighed and shook my head. “I’m not that worried about Ana. I’m more worried about the others.”

“What about them?”

“What do you think is going to happen now that Ana’s not a virgin anymore? Jenny and the TWINS are going to want to have sex now.”

“What, you’re opposed to popping three more virgins this summer?”

“Yes!” I rolled my eyes. Clearly, DJ did not understand my discomfort with their young age.

My girlfriend laughed and patted my arm. “Relax. First of all, I don’t think Jenny’s a problem. I know girls; and I know she’s still overwhelmed by sucking a dick. Jenny’s not having sex anytime soon, no matter what. As for the twins, they already want to have sex with you. This is nothing new.”

“It’s not just that. I’m worried what they’re going to do. If you think about it, Ana’s just given them the blueprint for having sex with me: get me to unwittingly pop their cherry, and then I’ll have to go in and do it right.”

DJ rolled her eyes. “And just how would they get you to unwittingly pop their cherries?”

“With help,” I growled and glared at DJ, who shrank momentarily beneath my baleful gaze. I was still annoyed that DJ had pretty much mounted Ana onto me while I was distracted. But then I softened and replied, “I don’t know. My little sisters have always had a manipulative streak in them. If I don’t head this off, one of them is going to try and force herself onto me ... rape me ... And then what?”

DJ pinched her lips and squeezed me close, tilting her head against my shoulder. And in a soft but firm voice, she reassured me, “I’ll take care of it, honey. Clearly, this is bothering you, and as the best girlfriend you’ll ever have, I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”

I smiled at the confidence in DJ’s voice, and glanced down to see her looking up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes. Her pronouncement did make me feel better, and I leaned forward to quickly peck her forehead.

“Thank you, girlfriend.”

“I love you, boyfriend.”

DJ and I watched the sunset from up on the ridge, arriving early enough to get my favorite bench and spend a good ten minutes necking before the first middle-aged couple arrived. My young blonde girlfriend was about two minutes away from mounting me then and there, and I wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed the couple came when they did.

Then as usual, the late evening was spent with a good chunk of the camp residents around the big bonfire. We met up with Gary Wong, Adrienne, and other friends around my age as well as Brooke, Andrew, and other friends around DJ’s age. The younger ones started roasting marshmallows while the “older” teens and I hung back and let the “kids” do their thing.

It was kind of funny to watch Brooke and Andrew roasting s’mores and handing them out to little children the way Dawn and I used to do. My little brat of a sister had certainly grown up, and watching her with her summer boyfriend reminded me of how little time we’d spent together this year. Even this summer, even with me dating her best friend, we hadn’t been around each other very often. And after getting so very close to her over the previous two years, it made me a little sad to see how much we’d been drifting apart.

But Brooke would always be my sister. And I knew that we would never be too far from each other’s heart.

Watching them also made me miss Dawn. This month at camp used to be our one chance each year to reconnect, to join ourselves at the hip and live in each other’s shadow 24/7, or as close to it as possible. Now, it felt like it was the one month we weren’t together, and my world felt a little out of whack because of it.

But at least I had my Dawn-substitute. DJ had been a godsend, taking over Dawn’s role by my side, in my bed, and even in my heart a little bit. While there had been some ups and downs in our relationship, DJ was following through on her promise to become the best girlfriend I ever had.

And yet I couldn’t help but feel like something wasn’t quite right, that something in my life was still a little ... off.

For the moment, I chalked off my unease to the way Eden and Emma had been looking at me all evening. While Ana just seemed happy, and Jenny too embarrassed to even look at me, my baby sisters had been eyeing me like they were starving cavemen and I was a slow and plodding fat cow, or whatever passed for a cow during the Stone Age.

But just when I started to get nervous, DJ collected three s’mores and pecked me on the lips. “I’ll take care of it,” she said firmly. And then she headed off to the twins. My sisters accepted the s’mores, chatted inaudibly with her for a minute or two, and then the three of them headed away. I wasn’t sure exactly what DJ was going to tell them, but I breathed a sigh in relief that she was making the effort.

Still, for some reason, the little bit of tension in the back of my neck didn’t go away. I munched on my own s’more, feeling the cloying sweet mixture of melted marshmallow, chocolate, and graham cracker combining in my mouth in an attempt to bring me sugary happiness. But I couldn’t shake the feeling. Things were still ... off.

I’d felt this way ever since leaving Berkeley. After all, pretty much everything in my life had gone out of whack then. Adrienne and Paige had broken up with me. Dawn didn’t want to be around me. And I still had no clue where I stood with Gwen. Even at home, Brooke had barely been around, dealing with her own dramas. I had opened a whole box full of cans of worms with the twins. And that doesn’t even mention the two bullet wounds still healing on my body. My relationships with the important people in my life were rife with turmoil.

But slowly, those relationships were finding their balance. It started with DJ, my new anchor in love. Everything in life seems a little less certain when you’re alone, and having her as my companion had done wonders for calming my daily fears. As for the other people in my life, I at least knew my relationships with them were on the right path to settling down. For example, while I was still unsure of my status with Dawn, she at least still considered me “her Ben” and she “my Dawn”. Paige had declared she still wanted to be friends. And Gwen I could deal with when we got back to school. In my own family, I knew Brooke would always love me. And now DJ was handling the twins. Everything was coming back together.

And then there was Adrienne. My relationship with her had never been stable for very long. Ever since she’d first seduced me away from Megan and Cassidy so long ago, we’d been up and down over and over and over again. But now I thought we might actually have a chance for stability and balance in our relationship as adoptive brother and sister. It would be a relationship of love, no more than either of us could handle without sacrificing too much, as long as we both could accept the limitations of the relationship and make it work.

And that’s when I realized what felt “off”. Adrienne and I had gotten to a pretty comfortable sibling relationship, but just like before when we were “nottogether” ... I wanted more.

Of course I wanted sex. It’s a part of who I am, and Adrienne being the ONLY sister I couldn’t have sexual contact with was annoying. But just like when we were “nottogether”, sex wasn’t the problem.

I missed the closeness I felt with Adrienne when we were together. I missed the intimacy. And I didn’t know if we would ever get it back. I’d supported her as a brother, platonically, through the Adam crisis. Ever since then, things had pretty much been like we were just good friends who cared a lot about each other, but that’s it.

I looked around the campfire, pondering what to do about it when my gaze settled onto her, chatting with Gary nearby. As usual, the guy was struggling not to stare at Adrienne’s tits, and a little smile of amusement crossed my face.

Out of the corner of her eye, Adrienne caught my gaze; and she glanced over at me, a twinkle in her hazel irises from more than just the flickering firelight. I knew right then and there that she had noticed Gary’s more awkward than usual glances at her prodigious chest, and she shared her own amusement with me. And as if she were speaking right into my ear, I heard Adrienne’s voice saying, ‘This is hilarious. He’s trying so hard not to stare, but the harder he tries the more he keeps looking down.’

I smiled right back and thought, ‘Can’t blame him. You just had to wear that sweater tonight, ‘ referring to the forest green V-neck with gold accents that did much to mold to Adrienne’s fabulous curves.

Instantly, Adrienne’s smile got bigger and my next realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Somehow, someway, Adrienne had understood me. Without words, we’d communicated our thoughts to each other, perhaps with my eyes subconsciously darting in some direction or in the crinkle of my eyebrows. And with only the second-ever person in my life, I felt like we were on the same wavelength.

Adrienne’s eyes popped up as she came to a similar realization, and after a few seconds to break herself away from the conversation, she walked straight over to me with her eyes shining brightly.

“Hi, Adrienne,” I said warmly and opened my arms.

The statuesque blonde immediately stepped into my embrace and hugged me tightly, rubbing my back and replying, “Hi, Tiger.” And then from just inches away, she asked quickly, “Did you feel that?”

“Like we were connected?”

“Exactly.”

“Yeah, I did.”

“Is that what it felt like with you and Dawn?”

I nodded.

“Wow...” she breathed, squeezing me a little tighter. “I’ve never felt that before.”

“Pretty cool, huh?”

“It was like you were inside my head!” she said in amazement. “It wasn’t long, but it was ... I could FEEL it.”

I could still feel it. Holding Adrienne in my arms like this made that tension in the back of my neck go away, as if all was right in the world again. Right now, everything made sense. And right now, I felt like I understood the universe.

Adrienne leaned back and looked into my eyes, searching through them. I felt a tickle against my head, as if her gaze was trying to physically crawl inside my brain. She squinted slightly, as if trying harder to get into my head, but I shushed her quietly. “Shhh ... Relaxxx...”

Instantly, she relaxed and her gaze softened. And then my head relaxed and everything flowed again. I opened my mouth to speak and saw her doing the same at the exact same moment. And together we said, “I love you.”

“As a sister,” I added.

“As a brother,” she added as well.

I bit my lip and Adrienne smiled bashfully, looking down. “And more,” she said. We both knew she was referring to my feelings. “Me, too,” she added, and then she shivered. I just knew she was thinking about the last time I was fucking Felicia and then pulled out to squirt on her face, letting her taste my cum while not technically touching either of us.

We continued looking at each other, reveling in this moment of clarity; and without asking questions, Adrienne and I started giving each other answers.

“I know, I want to, too. But you know we shouldn’t.”

“Well, those times didn’t count.”

“Of course I’m lonely. I don’t have a girlfriend here.”

“You know you’ll never lose me.”

“I’ll love you forever and always.”

“I’m not upset anymore. I really do hope things work out.”

“I’m not sure if she’s the one yet. Time will tell.”

“No, no jealousy. I mean, yeah, maybe a little in the beginning. But not anymore.”

“Really. I wasn’t sure about her in the beginning and I just wanted to make sure you don’t get hurt.”

And then the last thought came through. I pulled away in surprise, arching an eyebrow. “You really think so? Me and DJ?”

Adrienne nodded and from then on, we were verbalizing our thoughts. “I’ll always love you,” she said. “But I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I don’t think I’m the kind of girl you want to marry. I’ll always be around, but I’m not the kind of girl you’ll be able to depend on for a family and all that. Things are better this way between us. Now I used to think that you and Dawn would end up together. But she seems really and truly happy with Ryan and you two are so great together as friends.”

I nodded but shot my eyebrows up when Adrienne paused and sighed. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing’s wrong; but think about it. Monogamy’s not in your DNA. You’ve always had and you will always have a lot of girls going in and out of your life, and in and out of your bed. It’s why I’ve said it takes a unique kind of girl to put up with you.”

I frowned. “Are you saying Dawn’s not unique?”

Adrienne shook her head. “Not that. Dawn is one of a kind. But...” she sighed. “I don’t know if Dawn would put up with your lifestyle. Think about it, she shared you with her sisters and with me and everything, but look at her sex life now. She and Ryan don’t share anybody. There was the blindfold party, but other than that, Dawn can be really possessive when she’s in a relationship. She’s said before that if she was your girlfriend again, she wouldn’t be letting you out quite so much. And being kept on a leash just isn’t you.”

I frowned and Adrienne shrugged. “DJ, on the other hand ... She’s much more willing to handle that aspect of you. She’s sweet. She’s dedicated. And she’s a nymphomaniac when it comes to you, Tiger. She’s perfect for you.”

I smiled. “I seem to recall you weren’t initially too thrilled with the idea of me and DJ.”

“I meant what I ... uh... thought, before: I wasn’t sure about her in the beginning, and I believed you were rebounding. But I think she and you have a good foundation now.”

I chuckled and a new thought popped into mind, and I arched an eyebrow at Adrienne. “Setting me up with Paige didn’t work out, so you’re trying again? With DJ?”

“I want you to be happy,” Adrienne shrugged. “You deserve to have love in your life.”

I smiled wryly. “Even when you’re NOT my girlfriend anymore, you’re still doing everything you can to be the greatest girlfriend in the world.”

“I love you, Ben,” Adrienne smiled wanly and she looked away, momentarily choked up with emotion.

Gawd she looked so beautiful in that moment. Her golden blonde hair fell over her eye as she turned away, that serene Mona Lisa smile spreading across her face as her eyes tilted downward. I wanted to kiss her, and with that buzzing connection between us, I knew she could feel my intent.

But I wouldn’t. Not when we’d finally rebuilt the foundation of our relationship. And it was rebuilt. Now, I knew Adrienne was my adoptive sister and would never again be my girlfriend, and I was okay with that. She knew I would forever support her like a brother, never again as a boyfriend, and she was okay with that.

Then again, we both had understood that we wouldn’t resume a sexual relationship until we’d both come to terms with our new roles as adoptive brother and sister. And now that we had come to those terms...

Adrienne sensed my thoughts. She blushed, looking around the campfire. “Not now, Ben. Not now.” And then a little smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “But soon.”

I sighed and nodded. And then rolled my head around my neck. You know, things didn’t feel “off” anymore. My life had finally come back into balance.

A odd thing happened over the next week: I got laid less, but I felt happier.

There were two reasons for the drop in sexual activity. One, Felicia had found herself a new conquest. Terry Eckhart was a handsome 27-year-old who had come for two weeks to support his mom while she was taking a vacation to get over her recent divorce. The older guy had never been to camp before and never met Felicia, and once she turned on the charm he was an instant goner.

Two, DJ went on her period. Such was an inevitable occurrence that must merely be endured when it comes. DJ had heard about some new birth control pills that led to only four periods a year, but her mom didn’t want to mess around with any experimental new drugs just so DJ could have a few extra weeks of sexual activity. True, my girlfriend was happy to get me off with her mouth and take me up her ass, but half the time she was feeling semi-nauseous and on two of her heaviest flow days she simply didn’t want to have anything to do with sex. She made a semi-serious joke about inviting Ana to take her place, but I absolutely refused to initiate anything like that and Ana seemed content with her one perfect memory.

Even the twins backed off. I’d asked DJ just what she’d told them that night at the bonfire, and my cute girlfriend merely shrugged and said she’d told them the truth. DJ herself had lost her virginity to a fumbling, inexperienced boy in the backseat of a car and forever regretted it. Eden and Emma should be extremely thankful they had me, waiting patiently for the right time and the right setting. Losing their virginities should be something special and if they conned me into it or otherwise pushed ME before I was ready, they would always know it and always regret it.

Two days later, the twins came to me to promise they would wait for me. To lose their virginities to any other boy before me would spit in the face of my love for them and would be a thorn in our relationships for the rest of their lives. Besides, all the boys around them were “dorks”; they couldn’t imagine losing their virginities to a fumbling moron who sniggered whenever the World History teacher talked about Bangkok. They would wait for me, but reserved the right to hope I wouldn’t wait too long.

So with my girlfriend out of commission half the time, my best pussy on the side spending her time schtupping someone else, and no more trips to the Garden of Eden with the younger ones, you might have thought I’d be a little cranky.

Actually, I was happier than I’d been in a long time. Why? One word: Adrienne.

No, we weren’t having sex, even though I could feel a definite “yet” being appended to the end of that statement.

Instead, Adrienne was spending a lot more time with me. In the mornings, we would wake up together and joke around while going through our morning routines, not so differently from when we were living together in Berkeley. We’d meet up with DJ and walk together to breakfast. Then the three of us would bum around all morning, hiking and talking and meeting up with other friends. We’d eat lunch together, play volleyball, frisbee, and swim together. And yes, we even snuck away to have sex together. Adrienne was still a voyeur, not a physical participant, but she readily masturbated while watching DJ and me fucking away.

I found it amusing how much things can change in a year. Last summer, I spent all of my time with Adrienne and Dawn. Adrienne was my girlfriend, publicly affectionate and attentive. Dawn was my best friend, ever present and companionable.

Now, DJ was my girlfriend, holding my hand wherever we walked, kissing me regardless of who might be around, and climbing into my lap every chance she got. And Adrienne was now the one with a mind attuned to mine, our conversational phrases half-complete with the rest of our meanings already understood. It was DJ’s turn to be annoyed every so often when Adrienne and I would start chuckling at some unspoken joke that only we understood. And from the twinkle in Adrienne’s hazel irises, the turnabout from last summer was something that amused her as well.

Now you might have thought DJ would resent Adrienne’s suddenly constant presence in our lives. After all, what girl wants the ex-girlfriend tagging along everywhere she goes with her new boyfriend? Especially when said new boyfriend and ex-girlfriend are still so intimately close. But actually, Adrienne’s presence that week did more to develop my relationship with DJ than we had for the entire time at camp.

For one, Adrienne’s presence actually improved DJ’s and my sex life, even if the encounters weren’t as often as before. Adrienne didn’t touch either one of us and stuck to her commitment to Grace, something that did wonders for calming any of DJ’s fears at losing me to the older blonde beauty. But her physical presence clearly turned both DJ and me on, and she became a fountain of knowledge in the sexual arts. I, obviously, knew what I was doing by now. I HAD to with all the experience I’d accumulated. But despite DJ’s dating life so far, she really hadn’t slept with that many guys and the ones she had slept with weren’t the greatest lovers. Plus, she was not yet totally familiar with the best ways of pleasing ME, specifically, and Adrienne was only too happy to volunteer that information. Turned out, Adrienne knew MY erogenous zones better than I did, and within a few days my ex-girlfriend had my new girlfriend stimulating me to better and more explosive orgasms than I’d ever had with DJ before.

And also, Adrienne prodded us into developing our emotional relationship. My time with DJ so far had more or less consisted of us fucking each other’s brains out at every opportunity and killing time with amusing conversation in-between. We had yet to discuss the nature of our relationship, the way we really felt about each other, or even what would happen to us in the future when I went home for the rest of summer and beyond. I was going back to college; and DJ still had her Senior year of High School.

“Expectations, guys. Remember those, Ben?” Adrienne looked at me significantly one afternoon when we were all relaxing in Brooke’s and DJ’s clearing. “You both need to figure out the ground rules so that you both know what to expect. The last thing you want is to break up because you didn’t know what you’re getting yourselves into. How much freedom do you each want? How much attention are you expecting from each other? How are you going to maintain the relationship once you’re separated? And most importantly for the two of you: what are you expecting in terms of fidelity?”

We didn’t have the answers right away. DJ could be a complete chatterbox, but she was dead silent as she really thought about the answers for perhaps the first time. After all, it’s easy to dream of a romantic, passionate, Disney-kind of love (well, a rated NC-17 Disney), where two people simply give 100% to each other and everything just kind of falls into place. DJ and I had been flying by the seat of our pants so far, enjoying the blissful mood and not giving such things a moment’s thought.

But that didn’t mean we were unhappy to think of them now. The end of camp was just around the corner, and both DJ and I were thankful to Adrienne for bringing the issues up. Together, with Adrienne as a mediator, DJ and I discussed a few things and some general ideas, but we put off final decisions until after we’d had a chance to think about them more.

And the week ended with one last thing that made truly happy in my life: “Later” had finally arrived.

As DJ and I walked into the big dance tent, I have to admit that I briefly thought about how last year’s dance ended for me: in Felicia’s unoccupied cabin piled beneath the naked bodies of Adrienne, Dawn, Felicia, AND DJ after having cum more times than I could remember in a Viagra-fueled orgy.

I didn’t expect this year’s dance to end even remotely the same way. For one thing, we had no available cabin. And the full cast would not be reuniting: Dawn wasn’t at camp, Felicia had brought Terry as her date, and Adrienne was still sticking to her Grace-commitment.

But I had DJ. If you’d asked me last year which of those four girls I thought I was most likely to end up with, DJ would have come in fourth. But that was last year. This year, I was thrilled to have her by my side.

From the envious looks I was getting as DJ and I walked in and started looking for our friends and family, it was apparent that LOTS of guys would have been thrilled to have her by their side. I even got confirmation of it about an hour in.

I had consumed quite a bit of punch to keep myself hydrated while dancing the night away. DJ was an energizer bunny to begin with, plus I’d taken twirls with many of the other girls in my life ranging from the twins to Felicia and all the way up in age to my own mom. And as punch tends to do, it soon made me need to exit the tent and visit the main lodge’s bathroom.

Wanting to rest my legs, I decided to go ahead and piss girl-style by sitting on a toilet in one of the stalls. And while I was doing my business a couple of familiar voices drifted across the thin partition.

“Fuckin’ A that girl is HOT. I thought her tits looked great in a bikini. But there’s something about that halter top that makes me harder than a fuckin’ crowbar.”

“I know! And she’s so damn skinny! She’s built like those comic book chicks ... you know, uh ... from Michael Turner? The guy who did Witchblade and Fathom? Fuck that man can draw chicks.”

“And those braided pigtails! What is she, sixteen? Seventeen?”

“Seventeen, I think. Barely. I’d give my left nut to bang her just once. Damn she done grew up into a fiiine piece of ass.”

“Yeah, well she’s Ben’s piece of ass. I don’t know what’s up with that guy. I mean, does he have a twelve-inch dick or something? How the fuck does he end up scoring all the hottest babes?”

“I know! Shit, Dawn, Adrienne, Felicia, and now DJ? It’s fucking unfair is what it is.”

“If you could have just one of them, who would you pick?”

“Fuck picking. I wanna hit all of ‘em, like Ben. Adrienne’s still hovering around him 24/7. Felicia was spendin’ a lot of time with them. And hell, if Dawn were at camp I’m sure he’d be nailing her, too. Can you imagine that? Those two hot sisters?”

“Can you imagine all three? Remember Dayna?”

“Ahhh, shit. I used to masturbate to her every night.”

“Fuck, don’t tell me that, man.”

“Like you didn’t, too. Face it, if we don’t get lucky tonight we’re gonna go home jerking off to all three of ‘em: Dayna and those luscious curves. Dawn with her angelic face and gorgeous body. And DJ: cute, stacked, oh-so-naughty and fuckable.”

“Fuck man. I’m trying to PEE here. And I can’t do that when you’re giving me a woody.”

“I’m giving you a woody? You’re fucked up, man.”

“Fuck you.”

“Hell, no. That’s my point.”

The two urinals flushed and the two guys continued telling each other to fuck off while they exited the bathroom. I chuckled to myself and finally stood up, cleaning myself up before exiting the stall.

It was a good thing I’d pretty much finished my business before the guys started commenting on the girls’ attributes. Otherwise I would have had trouble finishing as well.

At least I had one very important advantage over those two guys: I could actually go and get one of those hot chicks to take care of my erection.

I returned to the dance and promptly found my date. DJ was chatting with Brooke and Andrew when I slid up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and rubbed the bulge in my jeans against her drum-tight ass.

DJ giggled and tilted her neck while I bent over and started nibbling on it playfully, holding onto my arms while grinning at her best friend.

“Get a room,” Brooke drawled.

“I would if I could,” DJ sighed. “Don’t suppose you’re willing to trade spots tonight?”

Brooke giggled and shook her head. “We Ro-Sham-Bo’d fair and square. I get our clearing.” Andrew blushed beet red at the public announcement that he and Brooke would be looking to get laid after the dance, and he looked at me — big brother — rather nervously.

DJ rolled her eyes but sighed as I kissed my way up to her cheek. “That’s alright. I’ll go anywhere with my man.” She turned to cup my cheek and press her lips to mine.

A second later, Adrienne bounced up and grinned at us while the most familiar chords in all of music cued up: Sweet Home Alabama.

[bum-bum-BUH-duh, d-dum-dum-DUH-duh]

“I LOVE this song,” Adrienne gushed with bright golden eyes, telling me something I’d already known for years. Even though she’d never been an outdoorsy kind of girl, the song’s groove was right up her alley. “Will you dance with me, Tiger?”

I grinned and initially let go of DJ, but stopped myself a half-second later and said, “Uh, I just got back and I think I owe my girlfriend the next dance.”

“Oh, go ahead, honey,” DJ patted my arm and spun out of my grasp. “You two go have fun.”

“You sure?” I frowned.

DJ just beamed radiantly and half-shoved me in Adrienne’s direction while laughing. “Go on you big lug.”

Adrienne quickly grabbed my hand and let me out onto the dance floor. And the two of us started hopping and shaking around, having a great old time. I watched her mane of golden blonde hair swaying around her face, tucked into a stylish cowboy hat that was nothing but sexy on such a gorgeous girl. I watched the twinkle of her eyes as she stared right back at me. And I watched the succulent curves of her alluring body jiggling so enticingly with her every move.

She was wearing a white spaghetti-strap tank top with a thin, reddish-plaid short-sleeve buttoned over it. As usual, her tits were too big to actually button the plaid shirt all the way up. So the top four buttons were undone and the shirt didn’t connect together until below her bosom, which left her amazing cleavage to bouncing quite nicely to the thumping country beat. Both tank top and plaid shirt ended a few inches before meeting her low-rise jeans, exposing a wide expanse of creamy skin from her thin waist flaring out to her wide hips. And as she spun around, my eyes drifted over Adrienne’s fabulous ass clad in Daisy Duke shorts, down her long legs, and to the cowboy boots that gave her calves such a wonderful flex.

My boner wasn’t going away anytime soon.

Adrienne noticed this and started turning the notch up on her flirting. She leaned over to jiggle her tits at me, knowing full well how irresistible I found them. And she put an extra wiggle into her ass, emphasizing her hip thrusts toward me while slowly dancing closer and closer.

I automatically started moving in closer as well. Ever since leaving Berkeley, there had been an underlying tension between Adrienne and me. Even after coming to the decision to just be adoptive brother/sister, every time we looked at each other we could feel ourselves holding something back. Our natural inclinations were still to fall into each other’s arms the way we had when we were dating, and it had taken time to get those impulses out of our systems.

But in the past week that tension had gone away. I still appreciated Adrienne for the gorgeous beauty she truly was, but I no longer saw her as my girlfriend, or even ex-girlfriend. She was just Adrienne, the way Brooke was just Brooke or Brandi just Brandi. I loved her, she loved me, and that was all there was to it.

My biological sisters could come close and get intimate with me without awkwardness. So now could Adrienne. And as our bodies moved within mere inches of each other, nothing but comfortable grins spread across our faces.

But just as we were about to start grinding into each other, an act more suitable for hip-hop than Lynyrd Skynyrd, the song ended and the measured plucks of a slow guitar song started up. We stopped our hopping and looked into each other’s eyes, both of us pausing to identify the song.

Adrienne got it before me. Her eyes lit up and she slid forward, wrapping her hands around my shoulders and pulling me close to her as the opening bars of Kelly Clarkson’s “A Moment Like This” continued. And after staring at my chin for a few seconds, she slowly brought her beautiful hazel eyes up to mine.

“What if I told you, it was all meant to be?” she sang along in a lovely voice. “Would you believe me? Would you agree? It’s almost that feeling we met before. So tell me that you don’t think I’m crazy, when I tell you love has come here and now...”

We swayed together as my arms circled around her waist, and as the song kicked into the chorus we took a dramatic step to my right and began spinning in our own version of Beauty and the Beast’s ballroom dance. The world went quiet around us and shrunk, the walls of the tent and dance floor melting into inky blackness. The people around us faded away until there was nothing left but the two of us in a circular spotlight, and the music all around. The air became still as I focused on this beautiful young woman, the softness of her skin beneath my fingers, and the batting of her eyelashes.

Adrienne’s eyes were big and luminous, searching into the back of my soul from just inches away. Her face was a priceless work of art, enchanting in its beauty. And as I stared down at her, feeling happier than I had in a long, long time, she continued singing in a melodic, sensual tone.

“Could this be the greatest love of all? I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall! So let me tell you this: Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this.”

Adrienne blinked a few times as her hand came up, her fingertips gently brushing against my cheek. What happened next came automatically as I dipped my head down. She sensed my intention and quickly rose up to meet me, and then my brain was exploding as Adrienne’s patented nuclear kiss set off every nerve in my body.

It didn’t last long. The kiss was passionate, intense, but brief, riding the crescendo of the music. And then Adrienne pulled her head away and turned to lay her cheek on my shoulder, gripping my shoulders as we continued to sway hypnotically to the beat. I cinched my arms tighter around her waist, reveling in the feeling of her body pressed flush against me, enjoying it for as long as it lasted.

Eventually, the song ended and we slowly parted. And as I leaned back, the world returned around us. It had been a beautiful moment for the two of us, but that moment was coming to an end.

Once we’d both caught our breath, Adrienne looked at me one more time, a soft smile on her face and a golden light in her eyes. She pecked me one more time on the lips and then spun away, leading me by the hand back to where DJ was waiting for us.

For a brief moment, I worried what DJ might be thinking if she’d just seen the kiss Adrienne and I had shared. After all, DJ was my girlfriend and Adrienne wasn’t supposed to have done that. And indeed, the young blonde girl seemed a little lost in thought as she appraised the two of us.

But my girlfriend looked at me with a wan smile and patted the table, gesturing for us to sit down. And then she said softly, “You two looked amazing together. I’m happy you guys finally got it worked out.”

The dance started to wind down after 9pm, and since I’d already gotten in my obligatory dances with my mom, Deanna Evans, the twins, Ana Ramirez, etc., I was able to catch up on rest. I always managed to find enough energy for sex when needed, but I still appreciated the breathers when I had them. And I intended show my date a good time AFTER the dance ended.

People began leaving as the hour ticked on. The older folks were tired and heading home to sleep. Some younger couples slipped away to find some privacy while they still had some time. And even Brooke and Andrew had already left to cap off their night together.

So DJ and I started making eyes at each other, and even though we didn’t have any special psychic connection, for this we were on the same wavelength. Sex was floating to the forefronts of both our minds.

But just as I was about to suggest that we get out of there, Jack and Deanna Evans came to our table and sat down. I knew DJ’s parents were aware of the physical nature of our relationship, but having them show up unexpectedly rather quickly dashed the lust building inside me. “Evening, Mr. Evans,” I said politely and then nodded to his wife. “Mrs. Evans.”

Deanna smiled at me enigmatically before turning to face her only daughter who had come to camp this year. “DJ, we just wanted to let you know that we’re heading out and won’t be back to the cabin for a while. We’re spending the evening with Ben’s parents and will get back no earlier than midnight.”

DJ’s eyebrows shot up at this little revelation and glanced at her dad. Jack’s expression was inscrutable, but I thought I caught the smallest wink at his youngest daughter.

“Ahh, okay Mom,” DJ replied a little stiffly.

“Now I expect you to be in bed when we return.” Deanna then glanced at me and added, “Alone.”

I nodded my understanding and DJ answered, “Of course, Mom.”

“Well then,” Deanna stood up and looked at us, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. “Have a good night to the both of you. DJ, see you after midnight.” And then both Evans parents left.

Still in shock, the two of us just stared after the departing adults for a few seconds. But once I recovered from my stupor, I turned to look at my girlfriend. “Did that really just happen?”

DJ nodded excitedly, grabbed my hand, and practically hauled me to my feet. “Let’s go!”

I grinned and let the excited girl pull me along. But instead of immediately heading for the Evans cabin, DJ surprisingly started dragging me over to the main lodge. We just got to the front doors when Adrienne stepped out, returning from the bathroom.

“Adrienne! Come on!” DJ exclaimed breathlessly.

Adrienne immediately arched an eyebrow in confusion. “Uh, where?”

“To my cabin! My parents just told us they would be visiting your parents until after midnight.” Like her mom before, DJ waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh!” Adrienne quickly caught on. But she winced and frowned immediately after as she got the implications of DJ’s invitation. “Oh, uh ... But this is your night, DJ.”

“And I want you with us,” DJ replied right back. She let go of me and stepped forward, reaching out to hold onto Adrienne’s hips. “I want you watching us. I want to see the look in your eyes when Ben’s cock disappears inside my body. I want to see your chest heaving in arousal while he pumps in and out of me. And I want to listen to you moan in heat while you fantasize about everything he could be doing to you.”

As if on cue, Adrienne moaned quietly in response.

“And Adrienne...” DJ added in a husky tone. “It shouldn’t be only a fantasy anymore. It’s time now.”

Adrienne’s eyes popped open and there was a hitch in her breathing just before DJ continued by saying, “It’s time you and Ben made love again.”

Adrienne bit her lip nervously. “DJ, I’m not sure.”

“It’s time. I saw you two on the dance floor tonight. The awkwardness is gone. The tension is gone. Even if you’re not going to be dating anymore you belong around each other, and making love is a part of that. It’s time. And I know you want to.”

My stunningly gorgeous adoptive sister blinked rapidly, her breathing shallow. She winced in indecision, her lower lip quivering as she went through a riot of emotions before answering, “I don’t know. There’s my girlfriend...”

“You knew it would come to this eventually,” DJ interjected with a gleam in her eye. “And you already know the resolution: Ben is family. He doesn’t count. We’re all family.”

Adrienne inhaled sharply and bit her lip, considering it. Her skin was flushed with arousal and I could see the lust in her eyes. She wanted this. She wanted me. And she wanted the both of us.

“C’mon, help a girl out,” DJ added wryly. “My period’s not quite over yet and I need your help to satisfy this gorgeous hunk of a man. And isn’t he gorgeous?”

Adrienne took a deep, deep breath, and then her eyes flashed gold as she turned to stare at me. I didn’t need our newfound connection to realize that she’d made her decision. And her decision was “yes”.

“Besides,” DJ added with a grin. “Ben promised me I’d get to seduce a hot babe with big tits and suck his cum out of her cunt while he shoved his cock up my ass.”

Adrienne stared at me with bright golden eyes, grabbing DJ’s hand in hers. Then my gorgeous sister reached out to me. “Let’s go.”

DJ did the honors of opening the door and letting us into her cabin before leading everyone into the bunkroom. Adrienne just barely restrained herself long enough to pass through the room’s door before spinning and launching herself at me, slamming my back against the wall and planting a nuclear kiss on my lips. It wasn’t as emotionally riveting as our kiss had been on the dance floor. But the pent up lust of more than two months without being able to truly be together exploded between our mouths, and I felt myself being drowned beneath an avalanche of arousal.

I moaned into the kiss as Adrienne’s lips mashed against mine over and over and over again. We went on forever, and just when I thought my skin had been rubbed raw, she kissed me some more. My hands stroked her spine from inside her clothes and she clutched my chest and shoulders as if her life depended on it. We simply let our passion carry us away.

Eventually, a new pair of hands snapped us back to the real world. I immediately felt bad for ignoring my girlfriend up to this point, but DJ just smiled at the pair of us. The younger blonde had already stripped off her clothes and stood nearly naked beside us, wearing only a satin pair of white panties to cover her still-menstruating loins. And pressing her firm, naked 34DD breasts into Adrienne’s back, she reached around to start undressing the older girl in my arms.

“Let me do this for you,” DJ said softly. “Just look at him and think of all the wonderful things you’re about to do.”

Adrienne’s eyes shone as she stared into mine. And in a slightly shaky voice, she said, “Ben, tell me you love me.”

“I love you, Adrienne,” I stated with full confidence.

“Tell me you care about me.”

“I care about you,” I replied. And then I added, “Forever and always.”

“Promise me that sex won’t change us, won’t change the balance we’ve found.”

“I promise.”

“Promise me that I’ll never lose you.”

“Never. I promise.”

By now, DJ had finished unbuttoning Adrienne’s plaid shirt and pulled it off her shoulders. She then lifted Adrienne’s tank top and pulled it over her head. And then she unsnapped the busty blonde’s bra, pulling the cups away to leave her completely topless before me.

For just a brief moment, Adrienne’s eyes darted down to her own chest and to DJ’s hands now working at her jeans. Then she turned her eyes, bright with a golden glow, back up to mine. “I’ll always be yours, Ben. No matter what happens to us or whoever you end up with, I’ll always be yours.”

And then she kissed me.

It’s a wonderful thing to be undressed by two gorgeous, naked young women. I highly recommend it to anyone who has the opportunity. After all, it’s one of the few ways you can have your cake and eat it too.

Fun and function were taken care of at the same time. The girls traded off “function”, one of them pulling off my boots or working my jeans or whatever it took to strip my clothes off. At the same time, the other would keep up with “fun”, kissing me with fierce passion or feeding me a swollen nipple for both our suckling pleasures. DJ took her time, comfortably at ease with what was going on as if the whole encounter was her idea to be executed. Adrienne was a little more jittery, clearly anxious and excited and nervous all at the same time. I’m rather surprised she managed to contain herself.

But eventually I was naked and ready to go. Adrienne had been kissing me when DJ pronounced that she was done by sending my boxers flying into some corner of the room, and the older of the two busty blondes looked around like a kid in a candy store with too many choices to deal with at once.

DJ solved that by ordering, “Get on his face, A.D. I know you’ve been dying to feel an orgasm from anyone but yourself.”

Adrienne quickly nodded, so over-excited that she couldn’t even move fluidly as she scrambled gawkily to straddle my head. But I got a good grip on her asscheeks and centered the gorgeous blonde over my face. And staring into such a familiar, pretty pussy, I dove in tongue-first, causing Adrienne to go rigidly still and shriek out in pent-up relief. “AAAAAACCKKKK!”

I paused a moment to listen, grinning from ear to ear. And then I started up again.

“Oh, fuck!” Adrienne gasped. “Oh, eat me, Tiger! Eat me! Oh, gawd! Oh-gawd-oh-gawd-oh-gawd!”

Meanwhile, DJ went to work at my other end. The beautiful, pigtailed young blonde had become quite the fellatrix in the past few weeks and she was putting Adrienne’s knowledge to use as she stroked me expertly with her right hand, teased my balls with her left, and suckled on my knob like it was the sweetest popsicle in the universe. My girlfriend was sending me into orbit with the way her lips and tongue danced around my mushroom head with both enthusiasm AND skill. And she hummed in delight, watching my entire body convulse and shiver as if she could manipulate me by using my cock as a sort of remote control.

Neither Adrienne nor I would last very long. Even though we had been so awkward and tense around each other, it was as if the past two months had been extended foreplay for the both of us as she became red-hot and soaking wet almost instantly, gushing her fluids out onto my face as she climaxed within two minutes of my oral attention. And almost immediately, she then quickly started accelerating toward another.

I myself was heating up fast as I reveled in the familiar taste of my lover, the mental high of eating Adrienne out outstripping even the wonderful physical pleasures coursing across my body. Combined with DJ’s wonderful blowjob, I raced at a record pace toward an orgasmic peak of my own.

But DJ stopped before I got there, clamping down on my cock and tugging my balls almost painfully downward. “Nuh-uh,” I heard the young Evans girl scold from around the muffling of Adrienne’s thighs against my ears. “You’ve got to save it all until you go off inside her. I want a really BIG creampie tonight.”

DJ’s words only spurred me and Adrienne even further, and I dove back into my oral assignment with fresh enthusiasm. My tongue went into overdrive as I swiped up and down Adrienne’s labial cleft and tasted her sweet nectar. My hands went up to cup her massive boobs, my palms hefting their great weight while my fingers caressed her sensitive nipples. And after another couple of minutes, my gorgeous adoptive sister screamed out a second climax.

“AAAAAHHH!” Adrienne screamed, clamping her legs together against my ears and bucking herself up and down so hard I thought she might snap my neck. Her honey poured out of her as if from a tap, and I drank it up greedily while holding onto her tits all through her orgasmic spasms.

Afterwards, Adrienne fell over and crumpled to the mattress beside me, gasping for air and whimpering happily in the afterglow of her first non-self-inflicted orgasms in a long while. Yeah, she’d had her wild birthday party where she’d gotten to have sex with a bevy of friends and even I ate her out to a climax; but that was a one-night escape to a fantasy world. This time, Adrienne knew we had only begun an evening where she and I could truly make love.

And I didn’t want to waste another second.

DJ seemed of like mind as she pulled her mouth of my cock and grinned at me, saying, “Time to fuck.” The fact that she was still wearing the white panties and made no move to remove them made clear her intent was for me to fuck Adrienne. And indeed, the young blonde moved around the bed to roll Adrienne’s curvaceous naked body flat and spread the older girl’s legs in anticipation of my arrival.

I moved on top of Adrienne, my thick erection leading the way. We paused to kiss each other briefly, her tongue snaking out to taste herself on my lips while her hands went between us to find my rod. There was no time for romance; none was needed. She notched my cockhead into place. And without waiting another heartbeat for me to enter her, Adrienne lunged up and captured the first three inches inside her tight tunnel.

“Oh, fuck,” I grunted before dropping my weight onto her, pushing every last inch of my dick into Adrienne’s soaking wet furrow. I’d fucked her many, many times in the past few years, but after going without cock for so long she was tighter than I’d ever felt her before. And as my chest collapsed onto hers, Adrienne simply wrapped all four limbs around me and held me tightly.

“Yesss...” Adrienne hissed, feeling me throb at maximum depth inside her. “You’re in me, Ben. You’re in me again.”

“Oh, yes,” I groaned and turned my head to nibble on her neck. She moved her hands up to clutch my head and turn it so that we could share another nuclear kiss, and then she dug her heels into my ass to somehow drive me another half-inch even deeper.

“Oh, yesss, Tiger...” Adrienne crooned, throwing her head back and squeezing her eyes shut. And with her head still tilted back, she moaned. “Fuck me, Ben. FUCK ME.”

Slowly, I retracted my cock like it was on a roller-coaster hill, climbing to the top one chain-link at a time. And when the outer ridges of my mushroom head tugged at the inner edges of her entrance, I swiftly plunged back in, barreling down the incline at maximum speed.

“Ah, FUCK!” Adrienne grunted with the impact, grinning happily. “Do it again!”

Out ... IN.

“Fuck me, Ben!”

Out... IN.

“FUCK ME, BEN!”

OUT... IN.

“FUCK ME!”

Adrienne kicked her legs up and out, and I moved my arms beneath them so that her calves were supported upwards by my biceps. This spread her legs wide beneath me, and the change in her hip position let me go in even deeper while my hands gripped her waist. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t twist away, even if she wanted to. I had complete control. And with her body completely helpless and pinned beneath me, I proceeded to ravage Adrienne’s cunt without fear or restraint. I was fucking her as hard as I’d ever fucked anyone in my life, and yet we were making love.

It was our way.

My mind drifted back to our Prom night — ages ago and yet not much more than a year prior — the last time I really felt this way. Just like then, Adrienne and I were at a turning point in our relationship, changing from one form to another while still expressing our undying love for each other.

We had never been the classic couple. Our lives together had been filled with ups and downs and dramas and heartache. There were times when we believed we would be physically joined together forever and there were times when she absolutely loathed the very thought of me. But through it all, we always managed to come back together.

Maybe Adrienne and I would never again be a romantic couple. Maybe we were destined to forever love each other as siblings, albeit unrelated siblings who expressed our love with some of the most physically athletic sex imaginable.

Maybe not. For all I knew, our minds would change as we grew older; and maybe we’d end up married with a bunch of grandkids as we puttered around a retirement village in a golf cart. Life with Adrienne was ever-changing.

And life with her was always full of love.

“FUUUCK! MEEE! FUCK ME! FUCKME! FUUUUCK!” Adrienne shrieked over and again while I hammered her so hard that her entire body shook with each impact. Her massive tits bounced and gyrated and jiggled in wobbly orbitals. Her head tossed side-to-side as our fucking motions made the entire bed quiver. And I wondered if our parents could hear Adrienne’s deafening screams from the next cabin over.

She came once, her pussy muscles clamping down on me, forcing me to work a little harder to continue my anaerobic thrusting through her tighter-than-ever tunnel. The orgasm was the only time she wasn’t screaming or moaning something, as her throat muscles tensed and her jaw gaped open wide, even though not a single sound was coming out.

When it passed, she gasped and went a little limp beneath me, but still I continued my pistoning in and out of her tight snatch. She reached her face up to kiss me and then pulled her legs back off my biceps, the two of us shifting slightly so that Adrienne could re-cross her legs around my ass.

This change in position also gave DJ an opening. For a little while, I’d almost forgotten my new girlfriend was with us. But she made her presence known by leaning in and capturing Adrienne’s lips with her own, showing off her own supervolcanic kiss while simultaneously grabbing at the bustier girl’s tits in her slender hands.

“Fuck me, Ben,” Adrienne said softly when DJ pulled back enough to let her speak again. Her words had said “fuck me”. The tone and cadence of her words said “I love you” instead.

“Fuck me, DJ,” she added, and through our connection I understood she was saying “thank you” instead. This was our new world. Adrienne and I could always love each other, but with the new balance of our relationship there would always be others around us.

So I loved Adrienne. And I fucked her. And DJ helped. It was the way it should be.

Then together, Adrienne and I came.

When my orgasm began, Adrienne’s arms had circled my head, trapping my cheek against her shoulder. My hands were on her ass, jerking her body towards me with every thrust while she squeezed with her legs to draw me close as well.

The next time my pelvis slammed into her buttcheeks, at the point of deepest penetration my cock spat out its first wad of cum. Adrienne gasped and tilted her head back as she felt it splatter against her inner walls. And then she had just enough time to breathe before gasping and tensing again as the second wad splashed beside the first.

“I’m cumming,” I grunted, even though she already knew. My own tone and cadence said, ‘I love you’. Over and again I repeated in my heart ‘I love you’ with each and every successive ejaculation.

And DJ wasn’t left out, either. Adrienne’s mouth was gaping wide and the young blonde took the opportunity to kiss her, spearing her tongue into Adrienne’s mouth while the older girl shook and shuddered her climax. Spasming with her own orgasm, Adrienne returned DJ’s kiss while her pussy milked me for every last drop of sperm. Her arms circled around DJ’s head while her legs tightened around my ass. Her entire body quivered while my hips continued jerking as I fired wad after wad into her body. And her pussy contracted repeatedly, sucking my cum deeper and deeper into her womb.

Ultimately, I collapsed on top of both the girls. Spent from my unrelenting thrusts, I dropped like a dead weight onto DJ’s back, crushing my young girlfriend and forcing her naked tits against Adrienne’s face. Adrienne let out a muffled squeak of surprise before the girls managed to roll me off them, and I flopped onto my back with my heart pounding in my ears and the rest of me dripping with sweat.

DJ giggled at that last part and Adrienne turned to give me a wide smile. But then, my gorgeous adoptive sister looked up at DJ, holding the younger girl’s head in her hands as she said firmly, “We’re not done yet.”

A wide grin spread across the 17-year-old’s face. “No. We’re not.” DJ pecked Adrienne on the lips and then quickly slid her way down the larger girl’s body, unable to resist a quick suck at one of the mountainous boobs before settling down between the older blonde’s outstretched legs.

“Mmm...” DJ hummed happily. “You DID leave me a big creampie.” And then she giggled as she ducked down and began slurping my jism out.

Adrienne sighed happily as the young girl’s lips and tongue went to work. Then she turned and fixed her radiant eyes on me. “Come up here and let me taste us on your cock, Tiger. And then you’d better leave ME a big creampie in DJ’s ass.”