An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life 2

Chapter 14: Just Friends

There really are few simple pleasures in life better than just laying out on a beach, feeling the ocean breeze ruffling through your hair while you look around and ogle all the female flesh you can find. Yeah, I would probably choose naked over bikini any day; but nakedness stimulates me the point of boiling over.

Bikinis, on the other hand, let my arousal simmer well above normal but below the threshold of instability. I could perpetually be aroused and kept at that state for hours on end, staring at the abundance of females, many of them my friends, with just the tiniest wisps of fabric covering their goodies. And that warm flush through my limbs and slightly accelerated heartbeat felt quite pleasant.

So sinking deeper into my beach chair, I spread my legs and stretched them out in the sand. My hand reached out to the side, I snagged the cold IBC root beer bottle, and I took a healthy swig. And I ogled all the girls before me. Megan, Cassidy, and Elaine were face-down in a line, sunning themselves with unhooked bikini tops and wonderfully tight, little asses aimed toward us boys. Megan was even so daring as to pull the buttcheeks of her bikini bottom into her crack to get an even fuller tan, while also giving her boyfriend (and the rest of us), quite the picture of what she looked like fully naked from behind.

Stephanie and Abbie were tossing a frisbee around with Sung, Daniel, and Kenny. The guys were trying to throw the disc just out of reach of the girls, forcing them to dive or at least stretch out to catch the frisbee, giving themselves views of athletically toned bodies in motion.

And then there was Adrienne, Candy, and Heather, flat on their backs with oversized sunglasses shielding their faces. Candy’s and Heather’s big tits thrust into the air, drawing the attention of males from hundreds of yards around.

But if Candy’s and Heather’s bosoms were mountain ranges in the sand, Adrienne was the Mount Everest of up-thrust cleavage. It was those E-cups, only half-clad by wafer-thin fabric, that had guys drooling and repeatedly attempting to engage the three babes in conversation.

But despite the wonderful view of Adrienne, I wasn’t looking. Oh, I noticed all right, like I noticed every girl on the beach, even beyond my own friends. But my eyes didn’t linger on the stunning blonde. I didn’t have to; I’d long ago memorized Adrienne’s physical beauty from every possible angle. She wasn’t just a stunningly hot blonde babe anymore; she was… Adrienne… and I didn’t need to soak up every moment of viewing her as if it would be my last.

Besides, I didn’t want to give Allie the wrong idea. There had been an awkward moment early after Adrienne’s arrival when she first laid her beach blanket down and pulled out a bottle of sunblock. Out of sheer habit, I asked, “Want me to get your back?”

Adrienne smiled dazzlingly and began to offer up the bottle, but then her gaze darted to my left and she quickly retracted it. “No, I’m fine. I should be able to reach everything.”

“I got it,” Lynne pitched in, snagging the bottle out of Adrienne’s hand and lathering the creamy liquid between her fingers.

I realized that Adrienne had pulled herself back because Allie was by my side. So shrugging as if it didn’t matter, I nodded and then lay back against my beach chair. Allie had decided to cut through the awkward tension and just plopped herself in front of me for one of my patented backrubs.

So instead of ogling Adrienne, my attention was on Allie, currently sitting between my legs with her back to me as I massaged and rubbed her shoulders, pausing every now and again to stretch my hands or take another swig of my root beer or even handing it off to Allie for her to take a few sips of her own. I focused on the task at hand, my fingertips instinctively searching out knots and other stiff spots before gradually stroking radially outward to spread the tension and soothe her muscles. When I was younger, even though I was short and far less of a sex object, I’d learned that the quickest path to female friendship was through backrubs, and I’d become something of an expert amongst our social circle.

Allie was chatting with Lynne while I gave my ‘not-girlfriend’ a backrub. Speaking of the ‘not-girlfriend’ status, Lynne was the first to figure out, “Hey, if Ben’s not your boyfriend, then I can get a backrub from him too, right?”

Allie shrugged, “Sure.”

So the two cute brunettes got up and switched places, continuing their conversation while I quietly went about my business. The incident got me to thinking it wasn’t fair I felt guilty about putting my hands on Adrienne’s back but I was allowed to rub Lynne, but I quickly shut down that line of thinking before it drove me nuts. My hands worked automatically, freeing up half of my attention to resume scanning the beach and ogle whichever girl happened to pass by. There was a lot of nice scenery to distract me.

For example, there was a hot blonde with big fake tits, probably in her mid-20s, cruising by with her muscle-bound boyfriend. I observed the unnatural jiggle of those almost spherical D-cups with great interest, letting my imagination run wild until she passed in front of me and continued on, changing my ogling target down to her perky ass almost completely exposed in the microscopic g-string.

Then there was a stunning mid-30s pair of brunettes, with big tits in slightly-too-small bikini tops to help them compete with the younger girls, and thin sarong wraps to help obscure their slightly thicker thighs. The two brunettes cruised past some of my sunbathing friends, and my attention dropped just in time to see Cassidy fix her bikini top, get up, and pull a wrap around her shoulders. With the naturally pale skin of a true redhead, she burned easily. She glanced over at me massaging Lynne and chirped, “Next.”

I snorted and head nodded towards Cameron, who was surfing with Kaito. “Someday, your boyfriend is gonna have to figure out how to do this, Freckles.”

Cassidy smiled. “Cameron gives me massages all the time. But don’t tell me you don’t appreciate the value of a new pair of hands every now and again.”

I chuckled and glanced back at Lynne’s neck, where I was delicately stroking my thumbs outward with the smooth grace of an Olympic sculler. Then I looked back at Cassidy. “Gimme five more minutes. I’ll have turned Lynne into a limp puddle by then.”

“Ben,” Lynne intoned softly while hanging her head. “You can turn me into a limp puddle anytime you want.”

I smiled. I LOVED going to the beach.

Feeling sharp, searing pain shooting up my side, I groaned, twisted, and crumpled to the ground. The commotion around me came to a halt as Kenny yelled, “Whoa! Whoa!”

My supposed best friend then turned and bent toward me, holding out his right hand while trapping the basketball against his left hip. “You okay, Ben?”

I glared at his proffered hand. “Watch your fucking elbows, man.” I was still bruised from the fight with Drew and Marco.

Kenny grinned unsympathetically, “Then get out of the way.”

I glowered at him before slapping my right hand into his and letting him pull me to my feet. We re-set and then I checked the ball back to him, grimacing a bit as I shifted into my defensive stance and then leaned left trying to block his pass to Kaito.

They scored on us to finish off that particular game 15–12 and we trudged over to the benches where our girls were waiting for us with an ice-chest of water and Gatorade. Adrienne met me halfway across the court, her hands instantly at my side. “Ben! Are you okay?” Without waiting for my response, she was lifting my shirt to look at the purplish bruise as if she could somehow determine whether Kenny’s elbow had caused a new one.

I just stood there and let Adrienne cluck over me like a mother hen, letting myself look at her pretty face all twisted up with concern. But then a few seconds later, Allie showed up with a frosty Gatorade bottle in her hands. “Here ya go.”

I nodded and took the bottle gratefully, twisting off the cap and then starting to chug the energy-giving magic elixir. I closed my eyes and tilted my head up, but not before noticing Adrienne blush as if in embarrassment and then slide herself away from me to head back for the benches.

It had all felt so… natural. For the past year, everyone had known Adrienne and I were closer friends than ordinary and it was commonplace for her to worry over me like a girlfriend, despite our protestations to the contrary. But that was up until February. Since then, we had NOT been close and for a few moments, we both forgot about that. It wasn’t Adrienne’s place anymore to walk up and check out my bruises. And while I didn’t see any jealousy or concern in Allie’s eyes at Adrienne’s actions, I couldn’t help but feel a need to reassure Allie of her priority in my life.

So I wrapped my arm around Allie’s waist and pulled her against my side. And when her head came within reach I ducked down and planted a kiss on her cheek. The petite brunette giggled and then pushed me away, laughing, “Eww, you’re all sweaty!”

I chuckled and then raised my eyes, automatically glancing toward Adrienne to see what her reaction was. She was smiling almost nervously, glancing toward me in the corner of her eye before refocusing her attention on Stephanie and Sung.

This was stupid. Adrienne and I were going to have to sit down and talk about how we were going to be around each other. I cared about her too much and tiptoeing around each other like this would only strain the friendship I so desperately wanted to repair.

But before Adrienne and I could get the time to do that, Allie decided to breach the subject herself.

We were finished for this Sunday afternoon and people were starting to break up and head off before reuniting tomorrow. Even though we were graduating Seniors and this was our last Spring Break, none of us had made plans to travel anywhere. After all, we were already in Southern California. Where else would we want to go?

Kenny had driven both Sanders twins to the game, but he was bringing Abbie back to his place while leaving me to make sure Allie got home. “Tell Mom I won’t be home for dinner,” Abbie told her sister. “That is, if you’re going to be home for dinner, either.” Abbie grinned mischievously at her twin then at me.

But Allie was too preoccupied to reply. She just nodded and then looked across the parking lot where Adrienne was getting into her Mustang. And then without a word to me, Allie set her jaw and began striding straight over to the red convertible.

Kenny furrowed his eyebrows and shot me an inquisitive look. I looked just as bewildered and after a moment’s hesitation, hurried after Allie. I got there just as the petite brunette knocked on the driver’s window. Without killing the engine, Adrienne lowered the window and turned to face Allie with a questioning expression.

Allie just folded her arms over her chest and said, “If you want him, you can have him.”

Adrienne frowned and furrowed her eyebrows, glanced at me, and then killed the engine. When the roar went silent, everyone could feel the awkward tension in the air. “Excuse me?” the gorgeous blonde asked.

Allie indicated to me with her head. “If you want him, you can have him,” she repeated. “He was yours first anyways.”

“What are you talking about?” Adrienne shook her head in confusion.

Allie sighed. “Do you love him?”

“Allie, I don’t think—”

“Do you want to be with him?” Allie cut her off.

Adrienne’s eyebrows went up. Carefully, she began, “Allie, I respect your relationship with Ben and I would never—”

“Do you or don’t you?” Allie interrupted a little more harshly.

Adrienne just blinked several times. She bit her lower lip and looked back and forth between me and Allie, still blinking more often than normal with a pained expression on her face. The seconds drew out into a minute before Adrienne seemed to deflate, looking downwards before sighing and saying, “No. I don’t.”

We all heard the truth in Adrienne’s voice, and my heart sank. It was an old disappointment that felt new. Before, even when I was completely single and so was she, Adrienne hadn’t wanted a real relationship. We’d hovered around being ‘nottogether’ then, and hearing that she didn’t want to be with me now felt like being rejected all over again.

Allie just took a deep breath and then began, “Adrienne, if this is about me, then—”

“No, Allie,” Adrienne interrupted and then stared at me, locking her gaze onto my eyes. “It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with Ben and me. We’re just friends.”

Allie took a step back, her eyes darting from Adrienne’s face to mine and then back, evaluating the situation. Clearly there was a connection between me and my stunningly gorgeous neighbor. Everyone could see it. But just as clearly there was still some chasm between us, something separating our friendship from full-blown romantic love.

Adrienne and I just stared at each other for what seemed like forever before Allie once again stepped between us. She turned to Adrienne and said, “Okay. Now that that’s out in the open, can we drop all this awkward shit around me?”

“Huh?” Adrienne frowned.

“Come ON,” Allie rolled her eyes. “No more tiptoeing around the obvious. What, you think I don’t notice that Ben can tickle Lynne and have his hands all over her without feeling weird? But the instant he offers to put sunblock on your back you both get all tense and awkward.”

Adrienne blushed and looked away. I looked at my feet.

“Yes, Ben and I are together… ish, dating, whatever,” Allie continued, shrugging. “But I know that the two of you have some serious history and even now, you’re probably closer to him than I am. I can handle that. I’m happy with what I’m getting from Ben and I’m not going to get jealous. So… be how you guys want to be, okay? I’m really fine if the two of you want to go back to exactly the way things were before.”

Adrienne looked at me, bit her lip, and then blushed again. “Well, maybe not exactly the way things were before.”

Allie got the innuendo. “No, I mean it,” she huffed. “Go ahead and fuck him. I don’t care. I’m not Ben’s girlfriend and I don’t own him.”

“Allie…” Adrienne began.

Allie just threw her hands up. “Ugh. Why do you guys have to be so damn difficult?” She looked at me and then across the lot, where Kenny and Abbie still hadn’t left. Abbie was staring over at us, trying to read lips while looking concerned about her twin.

“Work this out,” Allie said to us and then jerked her thumb back towards the others. “I’ll get a ride home with them.”

“Allie, wait,” I reached for my girl, even if she wasn’t totally committed to being ‘my girl’.

“Call me later, Ben,” Allie twisted while still walking away from me. “We’ll see each other tomorrow, okay?”

“I…” My voice trailed off as I couldn’t really think of what to say. Allie just went up to her sister. And while Kenny wasn’t thrilled, he motioned to the backseat of his car and the trio got in and left.

Then it was just me and Adrienne and our two cars. I sighed and looked back at her. “Now what?”

Adrienne shrugged. “I guess we need to talk.”

It was a familiar place, Adrienne’s bedroom. I might have been more comfortable in the living room and away from the bed, but Adrienne spent as little time in the common areas of the house as possible. She just never felt like the place was home, outside of her bedroom. Every time she looked at the dining table was just a reminder that instead of four place settings, it was just her and her dad. And most of the time, her dad wasn’t even there, either.

So we were in her bedroom, Adrienne sitting with her legs crossed on the bed while I sat in a plush armchair. I had fond memories of this armchair. Many an hour had been spent with Adrienne riding my pole up and down while I sagged into the cushions and watched in rapt attention as her sweaty, naked body undulated before me, those glorious tits right in my face.

“So what do you want from me, Ben?”

My mind flashed to the naked undulation and I blushed. Adrienne could read my expressions and she rolled her eyes. “Besides that. Isn’t Allie keeping you satisfied?”

I smiled tightly and didn’t answer. Instead, I asked, “What do you want from me?”

“I asked you first,” she pointed out.

I turned and sighed. “I don’t know what I want. I just know that I was happier before this whole thing blew up.” I waved my arm.

“Were you really happy, Ben?” Adrienne asked cautiously. “I seem to remember you getting upset with me pretty regularly that I didn’t want to be your girlfriend.”

“Seems like no one wants to be my girlfriend,” I sighed. Dawn was lonely and wanted to let herself accept Ryan’s attention. Adrienne had commitment issues. And Allie said she didn’t want to pretend like we were going to last very long.

“Stop getting all depressive about it and answer the question,” Adrienne said a little harshly. “Were you really happy with our relationship before, Ben?”

“HappiER,” I said, emphasizing the last syllable. “Anything was better than having you pretend I didn’t exist, Adrienne.” I looked straight at her, willing with my eyes that she see the pain I felt at her disapproval. “It really hurt having you think I was some sort of monster.”

She looked down and bit her lip. “I’m sorry,” she said softly and kept her gaze down for another few moments before looking up at me. “I’ve apologized before. But I still need to know, Ben: Were you happy with our relationship before? Would you be happy if we went back to the way things were?”

“Which is what, exactly?”

She smiled almost bittersweetly. “Just friends.”

I blinked. “Just friends? Or…” I mimed fucking motions with my hands. “Just friends.”

Adrienne inhaled and looked away, her lower jaw quivering. “I don’t know yet. I want to, Ben. Gawd damn I want you. I’ve said it before, I love sex and I’m… I… I crave to be with you like that, Ben.”

I pinch my lips and raised my eyebrows. “I smell a ‘but’ coming…”

“But…” Adrienne began. “I’m afraid, Ben. I’m still afraid of losing you.”

“How can you lose me if we aren’t together?” I said in exasperation.

“That’s exactly my point.” Adrienne said, leveling her eyes at me. “There are some lines that are almost impossible to uncross, Ben. Before, when we were together, it was really just about great sex and fun. We had a good high school relationship, and even though it hurt when we broke up, we were able to get over it. Look at your friendships with Megan and Cassidy. You guys got over it and became friends again.”

“Okay…” I wasn’t following just yet.

“But if we got together again, Ben, it would be for real.” Her hazel eyes glowed and she simply held my gaze, letting that sink in.

I paused and thought about what she really meant: Love. A relationship based on love. Total commitment to loving the person that she was and vice versa. Me and Adrienne, never apart. Basking in our love for one another. For REAL. It sounded glorious.

“If we ever broke up, Ben,” Adrienne said softly. “It would ruin us. We would never get it back. And I can’t imagine my life without you in it right now.”

“You’ve told me this before,” I started.

“But apparently you still don’t understand,” Adrienne interjected, shaking her head slowly. “I can’t take the risk, Ben. Maybe someday, in the future, when we’re ready to settle down. But not right now. I need you too much as a friend who loves me and as a friend I can lean on. Can you understand that?”

I frowned, feeling my brain starting to hurt. It still didn’t make sense. I loved her. She clearly seemed to still love me. Why the hell weren’t we together? Was I just not mature enough to get it?

Her voice came softly, but her words shot straight into my heart. “I got into Berkeley, Ben. I’m coming with you.”

My eyebrows shot up. Adrienne? At Berkeley?

Adrienne crossed her arms around her own body, rubbing her arms and looking downward. “It’s not entirely about you, Ben. Berkeley’s a great school, one of the best I got accepted into. But I’d be lying if I said your presence wasn’t a big factor.”

My eyes popped open. Berkeley was when I was supposed to be with Dawn again. But if I was supposed to be with Dawn, and I was with Adrienne at the time, then what? Now my brain REALLY hurt. And so did my heart. College started in little more than four months. How had I not thought that far ahead?

I had gone silent for quite a while. Adrienne could clearly see the gears were still turning in my mind, and she waited me out until at last my eyes refocused on the real world and my mouth started opening and closing as I searched for something to say.

Eventually, I reverted back to my original question. “What do you want from me?”

This time, there were no counter-arguments that she’d asked first. Adrienne just looked me in the eye and said, “I just want you to let me be a part of you and your family’s life, Ben.”

“Just friends?”

“Maybe close friends,” she smiled innocently and hopefully. “But just friends.”

“Friends with benefits?” There was no leering sexuality in my voice. I was just asking matter-of-factly.

Adrienne sighed, looking away. “As much as I want to, I don’t think it’s a good idea. Every time we have sex I’m this close to throwing the whole friendship thing away and just surrendering myself to love. I DO want to be with you, Ben. I just… can’t…”

I nodded.

“Not yet…” she added, a note of hope in the word “yet”.

“I understand.”

We both nodded and for the first time since before she caught me screwing Brooke, Adrienne and I were at peace.

“Want me to get your back, A.D.?”

Adrienne smiled dazzlingly and offered up the bottle with only the briefest glance to my left, just in time to see Allie roll her eyes. “Have at it, Tiger.”

I took the bottle and then knelt behind a seated Adrienne, working the cool creamy sunblock into the bare skin of her back, not even hesitating to run my fingers underneath the cross-strap of her bikini top.

Elaine had invited the whole gang over to her house to celebrate a Monday not at school. Since it wasn’t a full-blown party, she hadn’t set up any elaborate sound systems or hosted racks of steaks and burgers. We all just pitched in a few bucks and ordered pizza while enjoying the pool, playing ping pong, and generally hanging out to kill time.

After I finished up with Adrienne’s back, I got roped into doing Lynne’s and Heather’s as well. Candy had classes or undoubtedly I’d be lotioning her up too. And this time, when Adrienne, Heather, Stephanie, and Megan decided to spend some time sunning themselves on the lounge chairs, Kenny and I weren’t shy about parking ourselves on a couple of chairs about fifteen feet away, wearing comically big mirrored sunglasses and drooling obviously over the abundance of female flesh presented before us.

True to her word, Allie showed absolutely no jealousy of any flirting I did with Adrienne, or with any other girl for that matter. And while it took Adrienne and me a few hours to gradually get used to being so open with each other again, we eventually settled into old touchy-feely habits without fear of admonishment.

The big turning point for us was when the Sanders twins challenged Adrienne and me to a ping-pong match. When we won, Adrienne was so excited that she simply launched herself into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, hugging me fiercely and cheering loudly while I spun us around and around. Allie just congratulated us afterwards and then immediately challenged us to a rematch.

And at the end of the day, while the fifteen of us all piled into Elaine’s family room to watch Shrek on Elaine’s big plasma TV, I found myself sandwiched on the couch between Allie and Adrienne. My right arm was casually draped over Allie’s shoulders due to her shorter height, my hand dangerously close to her right boob. But just as the opening bars of Smash Mouth’s “All Star” began playing, I found Adrienne snuggling herself beneath my left arm, pillowing her head against my chest and stretching her legs over the armrest beside her.

I settled in a little deeper and smiled to myself. Life could certainly be a lot worse.

“Ungh, you’re so deep, Ben!”

Allie stretched out in front of me, awkwardly contorted with her left foot on the couch cushions and right foot on the floor, a position that tilted her body to the right. She was barely keeping herself from falling by gripping the armrest with both hands while her head hung precariously over the edge. The back of her skirt had been flipped up and tucked into her own waistband and the crotch of her panties shoved aside to permit my entry, but otherwise she was still completely clothed.

My own left knee was on the couch as well, which put my hips beneath her left thigh. I gripped her waist and rhythmically thrust myself up and into the petite girl’s tight snatch, getting incredibly deep. Normally, if my dick bottomed out I would be bumping against the back wall of her vagina; but for some reason, this contorted position allowed me full penetration without hitting that wall and because of it, I was freely thrusting in until my pelvis impacted her buttcheeks and then pulling back to start all over again.

And as the spontaneous pleasure flowed through both of us, I marveled at the sequence of events that had led us to this position in the first place.

It started with me picking up Allie and bringing her back to my house to take advantage of the rare opportunity for nookie in my bed. With my parents at work and my younger sisters all visiting friends, we had free reign over the house for once.

But Allie was not the type of girl who could fuck at the drop of a hat. She needed the gradual buildup of touching and affectionate caresses. She needed conversation and mild flirting to spark her arousal. And she needed my undivided attention for several minutes, watching me undressing her with my eyes.

So after we arrived, I got her some juice as we settled onto the couch to talk. My plan was to go along with her usual philosophical musings while dropping some not-so-subtle hints of my desire to move things into the bedroom. Eventually she would start firing back some sexual zingers of her own. My gentle rubbing at her legs would start inching closer to her pussy and as her breathing sped up, I would finally lean in for a kiss filled more with passionate lust than playful affection.

Things went mostly according to plan. Allie’s philosophical musings of the day ran towards the nature of fate and destiny and reincarnation. She mused on whether we had just a single soulmate, in which case the odds of meeting that person were astronomically bad and so the world would be almost entirely full of people who weren’t with their soulmate and we should just settle for Mister or Missus Close-Enough before dying of old age. On the other hand, maybe we had some number of ‘compatible souls’, any one of which would make us just as happy as any of the others, and yet also leading us to the possibility of meeting two such perfectly-compatible romantic interests and being forced to choose between them. And that didn’t even get into oddball questions like: “What if you’re straight and your soulmate is another dude?” or “What if you and your soulmate are born like twenty-five years apart?”

Unfortunately, the discussion of soulmates wasn’t as good a vector towards sex as I might have thought. Allie was adamant that I wasn’t her soulmate and that she was just using me for practice for as long as she could, so my little innuendoes to the contrary didn’t go anywhere. But my musings into how soulmate-compatibility must also mean better sexual-compatibility and thus more spectacular orgasms DID start pushing us in the right direction. I managed to get my hands on Allie and get her breathing heavily as we inched closer and closer to dropping the discussion and making a mad dash for my bedroom.

But that’s when the plan went off the rails. Today was a Friday and the previous day, our gang plus a few others had hit the beach again. I was nibbling on Allie’s neck while she moved her hand over the bulge in my shorts when she murmured, “Speaking of sexually-compatible soulmates, don’t think I didn’t notice how hard your cock got when you were staring at Adrienne in that white bikini. The thing was pretty sheer to begin with but she drew the attention of lighthouses in Seattle when she stepped out of the water in that thing.”

Even though there was nothing negative about Allie’s tone, her words felt like a reprimand and I pulled my lips off her neck. “I thought you said you didn’t mind me looking.”

“Oh, I don’t,” Allie giggled. “But just because I don’t get jealous doesn’t mean I’m blind.”

“Well, I—” I stuttered before Allie cut me off.

“C’mon, Ben. Admit it. Your dick was harder for her than it is for me now.”

“Well, I—” I started again.

“Oh, I don’t blame you, Ben. Adrienne was fucking gorgeous in that bikini,” Allie breathed. “I mean, I’m not into girls but I had second thoughts looking at her. Do you remember it, Ben? It wasn’t even a very skimpy bikini. The straps were wide-band and the cups covered at least half of those massive globes Adrienne’s got. What are they? Double-D? They look even bigger than that. Really, what are they, Ben? I know you know.”

My eyelids fluttered as I half-remembered the vision of Adrienne ascending out of the water like a goddess of the sea. “36E,” I said in a husky voice.

“Shit those things are big! What’s it like, Ben? What’s it like to put your face between those and just rub your face into her fleshy mounds?”

“Ungh,” I grunted. “Are we really having this conversation?”

“Hell, yeah,” Allie moaned. I hadn’t realized it, but she’d slipped her hand beneath the waistband of my shorts and wrapped her bare fingers around my rod. “You’re so fucking HARD now, Ben. This thing is friggin’ titanium.”

“Unnnggghhh,” I groaned as Allie began stroking me.

“I wonder what her nipples look like,” she mused. “They were such hard little mounds denting the bikini top when she stood up from the water. Soaked, that sheer white fabric was almost see-thru, but not quite. Good design, that bikini. I’ll have to ask her where she got it.”

“Hmmm,” I groaned as my lips found Allie’s neck again while my hands slid beneath her shirt and bra, and I reminded myself what Allie’s nipples felt like.

“I wonder what her nipples taste like…” Allie hummed.

I jerked, almost cumming in my shorts right there. But Allie squeezed my cock and I just managed to keep from spurting.

And yet, Allie still didn’t let up on me. “See I can’t quite taste my own nipples. I’ve tasted Abbie’s nipples, just to get an idea. Did you ever see that Ben? I don’t think Abbie and I ever did that in front of you. Maybe the next time we’re together.”

“Ohhh…” My mind was awash with too much mental imagery.

“And Adrienne’s lips. They’re so juicy and soft. I could kiss those lips,” Allie breathed. “Would you like to see that, Ben? Remember when Abbie and I gave you a dual-blowjob and you came in her mouth? Then Abbie turned and kissed me while we passed your cum back and forth? I know we did that. I’d do that again for you, Ben. I’d do that with Adrienne.”

“Ohhnnnghh,” I groaned, at the razor’s edge of losing control.

“Who knows? I’d love to watch you just bend her over and cum deep in her pussy. She’s got such an amazing body. It would be so HOT to watch. I know I said I’m not really into girls. But after watching that, if I got turned on enough, I might just take a few licks at her sopping wet snatch and see if I like the mingled flavor.”

That did it. I lost control. With an inhuman roar, I yanked Allie’s hand out of my shorts and flipped her over in my lap. She wound up in the weird contortion with her right leg on the floor and her left on the couch next to me while I bent her forward to fall onto the armrest. My shorts were around my knees by the time I lifted Allie’s skirt out of the way and tugged the crotch of her panties to the side. And within five seconds of Allie’s moaned words “mingled flavor”, I was balls deep inside the petite teen brunette.

“Ungh, you’re so deep, Ben!” Allie gasped.

I didn’t respond verbally. I was too far gone. My hands were ironclad around her hips and my eyes had rolled up into my head while I jackhammered my way through her extremely tight tunnel, stroking uncontrollably while my brain was filled with visions of Adrienne in that white bikini bent over before me, briefly overlapping and overcoming the reality of Allie, in shirt and skirt bent before me.

I fucked… HER. I fucked them both. And I had to cum. I didn’t care about golden rules or the girl’s needs. Male DNA had taken over. The male instinct to fuck and impregnate and procreate and continue the species was all that mattered. I had to fuck and I had to cum. Allie, Adrienne, it didn’t matter. And after only a few minutes, cum I did.

“AAAAAWWWWGGGHHH!!!” I screamed incoherently as my cock exploded inside the tight pussy. My hips lunged forward and pushed so deep that I thought I felt the spongy wall of her vagina separate, as if I’d pushed through her cervix and into her womb. And there, buried as far inside this girl as I could ever dream of being, my sperm jetted forth by the millions as I saturated her uterus with wave after wave of hot, living spunk.

She bucked in front of me, whether in orgasm or in pain at my sudden cervical intrusion I don’t know. But I simply pushed down on her hips even harder to maintain my depth, the heavy force of my thrusting pelvis causing her legs to buckle as she collapsed against the couch beneath her. I collapsed with her, inexorably drawn downward by my dick still trapped in the farthest reaches of her reproductive system. And even after our bodies came to rest, my heavy weight crushing her much smaller body into the cushions, my cock was still spitting out the final wads of semen into her compliant womb.

When I came to my senses, Allie was breathing shallowly, my weight compressing her lungs so that small gasps were all she could manage. Her head was twisted slightly, bending at the neck and pressed almost painfully against the armrest. I quickly jerked my dick out of her and tugged back on her hips, dragging her along the couch cushions several inches so she could twist her head into a straighter position and start breathing again. And I waited both in exhausted bliss at the intensity of my orgasm and mild apprehension at Allie’s physical condition until at last, she did a small push-up and inhaled deeply, the rich oxygen filling her lungs.

“Allie, Allie, I’m so sorry,” I said breathlessly as I took her in my arms and turned her over onto her back.

“I’m okay, I’m okay,” she gasped. “That was fucking incredible, Ben. Just incredible. Remind me to thank Adrienne for that one.”

My jaw dropped as I stared in a stupor at the happily satisfied expression on Allie’s face. She licked her lips and panted heavily while still having a goofy smile plastered on. And then when her golden brown eyes dropped back to me, she wheezed, “But for this next one, we’re doing it in your bed and I get to be on top.”

“You look happy,” Adrienne stood there, looking absolutely radiant in the Wednesday morning light. The sun was high in the sky, basking everything in a brilliant white glow that fell upon her hair, making her already stunning face into that of an angel. Butterflies leaped to action in my stomach and I felt my heart speed up. And I felt a twitch in my groin.

“How can I not be? I don’t have to go to school and I get to spend the day with you,” I grinned while inhaling deeply and momentarily smothering my lustful urges. Adrienne and I didn’t have that kind of relationship anymore and it wouldn’t do me any good to get my hopes up right in front of her.

Adrienne arched her eyebrow, a habit she’d picked up from me. Only this arch was teasing, not inquisitive. “Nuh-uh. It’s more than that. Allie must’ve given you quite the workout last night. Did she give you a proper birthday present, Mr. Big-Shot-Adult?”

I blushed red to the tips of my ears. Allie had been giving me some very good workouts the past few days. Ever since Allie had gotten me revved up with her fantasy about Adrienne in that white bikini, the young brunette had taken her sexual daring to a whole new level. In the span of five days, we’d explored fantasy, facials, bondage, exhibitionism, and even some role-playing. Fucking in the parking garage at South Coast Plaza on a Saturday had freaked me out but made Allie cream harder than I’d seen throughout our relationship. I’d tied her her to the bed and blindfolded her with handkerchiefs on Sunday. And I’ll admit my biggest orgasm came when Allie bent over my desk chair and ordered me to call her Adrienne.

Then came yesterday, when my friends and I celebrated my 18th birthday and then Allie and I really celebrated my birthday.

“You know, I have to admit I’m a bit jealous,” the real Adrienne remarked. “Here I am living the celibate life of a monk while you get your brains fucked out every night.”

“You’re not celibate,” I scolded. “I know for a fact Candy and Heather have been ringing your bell for the past few weeks.”

Adrienne shrugged. “I love women. But I still miss cock. You get to have your sex-crazed little girlfriend’s pussy whenever you want.”

“Allie’s not my girlfriend,” I reminded. “We’re just… having some fun.”

“So she claims,” Adrienne smirked. “We both know you more or less treat her the same way you did Megan or Cassidy… or even me when we were together.”

I shrugged. “Maybe. Allie’s sweet. Why shouldn’t I give her my best?”

“Okay, okay,” she conceded, not wanting to take the conversation down that road.

“And no one’s stopping you from finding a boy-toy, Adrienne. We certainly know you could if you wanted.”

Adrienne sighed and leaned against the door frame. Her eyes fixed intensely onto mine and she asked softly, “Would you mind?”

I furrowed my eyebrows and said sincerely, “No. Of course not. I’ve told you that.”

“Really. You wouldn’t be jealous?”

“Well…” I let my eyes do the yo-yo thing down to her tits and back up. “I’d certainly wish I could be him.” I’d meant to say it breezily, but towards the second half of the sentence, my voice went soft and sincere. Deep in my gut, I still wished Adrienne and I could be together.

Adrienne’s hazel eyes softened as she watched the emotions crossing my face. But I pulled it together and took a breath. “But seriously, I would never begrudge you finding some happiness. We’re friends, Adrienne.”

She was quiet for a few seconds before smiling wanly. “Thanks, Ben.”

We just stared at each other for a few seconds before Adrienne stood up straight and waved her hand. “So? Where do you want to go today? We did the bicycling in the park thing on Monday and the beach thing yesterday.”

I grinned. “How would you like to go to Disneyland?”

Adrienne’s eyes popped open. “Disneyland?”

“Sure. Every school in the country is back in session so the place shouldn’t be too crowded. C’mon, A.D. Just the two of us and a big theme park of fun. Whaddaya say?”

She giggled. “You got it, Tiger.”

“I STILL can’t believe you guys went to Disneyland,” Brooke grumped at the dining table that night. “Aren’t suspensions supposed to be about punishment, not fun?”

Maybe. Adrienne and I had CERTAINLY had a ton of fun. Attendance at the park had been down since 9/11 and with ordinary Wednesday crowds, none of the lines had been over 20 minutes. We even got free 2-in-1 passes to go the new California Adventure as well, and Adrienne and I managed to go on every single major ride in both parks before 5pm. We rode coasters together, nearly threw up in the teacups, shared frozen lemonades, and even cuddled a bit on It’s A Small World. We held hands as we scurried around from ride to ride, and I hadn’t had a better day without having sex in a LONG time. Adrienne brought her tiny digital camera and even before she emailed them to me, I knew I would treasure those photos for years.

“Stop whining, Brooke,” Mom rolled her eyes. “The last time we went to Disneyland you didn’t even want to come; said you’d been there too many times already.”

“But this is different! I’ll take Disneyland over school any day,” she whined.

“I’m sure Ben will take you again if you really want,” Adrienne put in. This being a Wednesday night, she was sharing dinner with us again.

“Ooh! Ooh! Please, Ben?” Eden chirped.

“Please?” Emma added. “And you HAVE to come with us, too, Adrienne!”

I glanced to my left while Adrienne just smiled and leaned onto her right hand, planted on my thigh. Adrienne then turned to the twins and said, “Sure. When school gets out, Ben and I will take you all to Disneyland, okay?”

“YES!” the twins crowed, and even Brooke was grinning widely.

I loved this family.

Thursday, Adrienne came by again and we spent the entire day catching up on movies. By the fourth DVD-rental our eyelids felt like they’d been baked in the Gobi desert and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. That’s how Brooke and Kady found us when they got home. Brooke teased us about how adorable we looked together. Kady merely focused on teasing me, per usual. Although this afternoon, she made quite a few references to taking on both me AND Adrienne at the same time.

On Friday, after spending the day rollerblading around the big man-made lake with Adrienne, grabbing burgers at Ruby’s, and just lazing around her empty house chatting, I went to pick up Allie for our usual Friday night date. The plan was to grab a fast-food dinner, and then head back to the same lake and go for a walk to talk and just enjoy her company.

But on the drive after dinner…

“Have you fucked her yet, Ben?”

“Hmm?” My eyebrows furrowed as I glanced over to the passenger seat. Allie was staring intently at me, completely oblivious to the road. I, on the other hand, had to face forward to brake in time for the moronic walnut in the 10-year-old Buick who was stopping a good two car lengths before the crosswalk at this red light.

Both Allie and I were jerked into our seatbelts as I slammed on the brakes. We came to a close stop with my front bumper maybe two feet behind the Buick and I sighed with relief. Then I turned back to Allie. “Wait, WHAT?”

Allie’s eyes were on me, as if we hadn’t nearly just rear-ended somebody. She repeated, “Have you fucked her yet?”

“What? Who?”

“Adrienne, obviously.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What? No! We’re just friends!”

“You two were fucking before when you were ‘just friends’.”

“That was different. This is different,” I said defensively. “Allie, I swear I’ve only been with you since we hooked up.”

“And Brooke.”

I winced and waggled my head. “Yes. And Brooke. But that’s a special case.”

Allie took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. She was silent long enough for traffic to start moving and in frustration both with the Buick and Allie, I abruptly changed lanes and floored the car, making sure the Buick heard the roar of my engine as I merged back in front of him and continued on down the road at 60mph.

I came to the next stoplight and ground to a halt, breathing a little hard. Allie was still silent as the slow-ass Buick eventually caught up, coming to a full and complete stop a good two car lengths behind me. Feeling rather annoyed, I glared into my rearview mirror and was thus completely unprepared for Allie’s next statement.

“You should, you know.”

“Should what?” I asked, somewhat exasperated.

“Fuck her, Ben. She clearly still wants you and you clearly still want her. It’ll make everything easier.”

“It’ll make what easier?”

Allie just shrugged. “Everything.”

And that’s all she had to say on that.

And as it turned out, one of my initial fears about returning to school took care of itself. True to his word, Kyle McGinley kept the basketball team in line and no one came after me or Adrienne for the fight with two of their star players. For their own part, Drew and Marco went out of their way to avoid us, and were also somewhat ostracized by the social elite of the school. None of the hot girls would talk to them once their ex-lovers banded together to swap horror stories and organize the girls of the campus into blacklisting the two of them. School was almost over and the prestige of dating a jock wasn’t worth it any longer.

It felt weird being back at school. Yeah, Adrienne and I had only been suspended for a week, but when you factor in Spring Break plus weekends, I hadn’t seen the campus for seventeen days. It was almost like coming back after the summer.

“Hey there, Ben! Welcome back!” Megan called as she came up to me and gave me a warm, chaste hug.

“Hey, Megan.”

“Hey, Megan. Ben! You remember what this place looks like?” Cassidy remarked as she moved alongside us, her ubiquitous headphones wrapped around her neck.

“I wasn’t gone that long, Freckles.”

The perky redhead just grinned. “So what did you and Adrienne DO all week?”

I blushed. “Nothing. We just hung out.”

“I’ll bet,” Cassidy smirked, her voice laced with innuendo.

I sighed. “Do we REALLY have to go through this again? Adrienne and I are JUST FRIENDS.”

“’Just friends’,” Cassidy turned to Megan, complete with air quotes.

I sighed. “Megan, tell her.”

Megan shrugged. “Really. They’re just friends. You can read it on his face. Besides, Adrienne came to basketball on Saturday while you were out with Cameron. There’s really nothing going on.”

Cassidy looked me up and down. “Wow, Allie’s really got you wrapped around her little finger, eh?”

“Cassidy,” I glared, my use of her first name doing more to shut up the redhead than any of my other denials.

“Hey guys,” came a sweet voice from my right. Allie slid up to us, wrapping her arms around my chest as she got up on tiptoes to get her pecking kiss in greeting from me.

“And then we have you two claiming you’re not a couple,” Cassidy rolled her eyes, pointing her hand back and forth from me to Allie.

Allie just shrugged. “Believe what you want. We’re just having fun.”

“Whatever,” Cassidy waved dismissively. “I know you’re not a liar, Ben. But your denials are getting old.”

Just then, Adrienne arrived, looking stunning as always. “Hey, Tiger.”

“Hey, A.D.” With my right arm around Allie, I reached my left arm out to Adrienne.

The tall blonde slid beneath my shoulder to hug herself to my side. She looked at me with an expression of utter and complete contentment and smiled at me before turning her attention to the others. “Hey, Allie. Hey, guys.”

The girls greeted Adrienne. Then Megan and Cassidy took a step back and scrutinized both Adrienne and Allie, still wrapped around my arms on either side of me.

“What?” Adrienne asked.

Shaking their heads, Megan and Cassidy just shrugged. “Nevermind.”

Adrienne’s and my first periods were very close together this semester, and after kissing Allie goodbye, I set off with Adrienne to make it to class. That’s when we started noticing the looks.

Now to be fair, Adrienne had always attracted attention. She was just too gorgeous not to. And I’d received my fair share of attention as well, mostly as a result of the wildly spinning rumors that followed me everywhere. But today, Adrienne and I were getting everyone’s attention. It was as if they all stopped whatever they were doing to just stare at us. And the scrutinization made the two of us almost nervously move closer together.

“What’s going on?” I whispered in the corner of my mouth. “Did we MISS something last week?”

“I don’t know,” she answered softly. “Let’s just get to class.”

I nodded and the two of us stood erect, focusing on just making it to our destinations. We’d grill our friends later to figure out what was going on.

Turned out, we didn’t have to wait that long. Kenley Kirchner, Drew’s ex-girlfriend, intercepted us along the way. “Hey, Adrienne. Hey, Ben.”

I glanced over at Adrienne with a questioning look for why Kenley was approaching us, but her attention was all on Kenley, who was a beautiful blonde and a Varsity cheerleader. “Hey, what’s up?” Adrienne asked.

“Did you really destroy Drew’s balls?” Kenley grinned.

Adrienne snorted none-too-prettily and covered her mouth with amusement. “Excuse me?”

Kenley’s smile was all sharp teeth. “Well… Drew’s been limping around the whole past week. Rumor says it’s because you kicked him so hard you destroyed his testicles.”

Adrienne smirked. “I don’t think that’s physically possible.”

“Still, I just wanted to say thanks,” Kenley grinned and then turned to me. “I heard what he and Marco did to your little sister. I don’t blame you. The two of them pulled the same shit with me. I went along with it at the time because I wanted to be more popular with the boys. But looking back, it wasn’t very fun. And from talking with some of their ex-girlfriends, I wasn’t the only one. I just wish I’d had a brother like you to get revenge for me. So thanks for doing what we couldn’t.”

Kenley held my gaze and was clearly looking for a response, so I just nodded and said, “Yeah. No problem.”

There was a glint of some desire in Kenley’s eyes, but then she glanced at Adrienne and that momentary flare of lust died away. Kenley just nodded to the two of us and went on her way.

Next up was Martin Hendrickson along with Todd Rogers, both Sophomores on the JV basketball team. They smiled bashfully at Adrienne before coming up to me. “Did you guys really get suspended for beating up Drew Walker and Marco Canelli?”

Adrienne and I looked at each other for a second before I turned and said, “Uh, yeah.”

“Wow,” Martin looked wide-eyed at me.

“Thanks, man,” Todd added. “They were such bullies. They always picked on us and we nearly quit the team. Coach K always backed them up because they were so good.”

“Uh, yeah,” I scratched my head. “I need to get the class guys.”

“Oh, right, right. Thanks, man.”

“Uh, you’re welcome?” I looked at Adrienne funny.

Martin just patted my shoulder and then the two of them turned away.

I looked at Adrienne and then around at the throng of people around us. “Tell me the rest of the week isn’t going to be like this.”

Adrienne shrugged, and then looped her arm through mine. “It’s just high school. We’re celebrities now but it’ll blow over in a week. Now come on. We gotta get to class.”

We were on our way to lunch, having just been accosted by another pair of guys wishing us well for taking on Drew and Marco. After sending them on their way, I made a snarking comment to Adrienne and she shoved me lightly in the chest while giggling like an idiot. “He did NOT!”

“Did too!” I chuckled. “I swear he just kept rambling and rambling about Drew so his buddy could sort of hide behind him and stare at your chest.”

“Not every guy at school is out to stare at my chest, Ben,” Adrienne laughed.

“Of course they are. And you KNOW it.” I reached a hand for her boob, slow enough so she could knock it away. “Otherwise you wouldn’t be wearing tops like these.”

“Hey, if you’ve got it, flaunt it.” The stunning blonde flipped her hair and posed prettily.

I pulled her to me in a hug and mimed diving down to suck on her tits. “You’ve certainly got it,” I grinned.

Adrienne just laughed as I rubbed my nose against the top of her chest before she pushed me away and then exhaled slowly, coming down from her giggles. And then she said, “Hey, Allie.”

I quickly picked my head up and spun around to see the petite brunette looking up at us. “Oh, hey Allie!” I smiled and pulled her into my arms, tilting her chin up to me for a quick kiss.

“What’s so funny?”

I glanced back at Adrienne and thought about how we’d more or less been joking about how magnetic her tits were. Instead of telling Allie that, I just waved it off and said, “Oh, just some guys coming to talk to us about the fight with Drew and Marco. We’ve been getting them all week.”

“Yeah, you can’t go ten feet without hearing about Ben and Adrienne,” Allie sighed, looking a little upset.

“Hey…” I hugged the petite brunette. “It’ll all blow over.”

Allie looked back and forth between me and Adrienne, a strange glint in her eye. “If you say so.”

I wrapped my arm around my pseudo-girlfriend’s shoulders. “C’mon. Let’s get some food.”

“Goodnight, Mr. Sanders. I’ll have Allie back by eleven.”

“See you later, Ben.” Allie’s dad clapped me on the shoulder as I escorted his daughter out and onto the sidewalk. I don’t know if he’d be so friendly if he knew what I’d done to his little girls last year, but both the Sanders parents had been nothing but warm to me since well before I started taking their youngest daughter out on dates.

Allie herself clung to my arm as we headed for my car. “So what’s the plan?”

“Oh, you know. Butter you up. Get you naked. And give you at least three screaming orgasms.”

“Ben,” Allie slapped my arm while giggling. “Is sex all you ever think about?”

“Let me think… sex… sex… sex… uh, yeah.” I nodded sagely.

Allie just rolled her eyes. “We’ve been dating for almost two months now and I STILL can’t get you to think about politics, religion, or philosophy?”

I thought about it for a second before replying, “I have faith that the mutual-benefit principle of our particular bipartisan relationship will ultimately allow our two sides to see past our differences and come together for some really nasty, hardcore sex.” I grinned.

“You’re incorrigible.” Allie smacked me again. And then she leaned into me for a kiss.

Just as her lips were about to touch mine, my cell phone blared to life. Allie sighed as the moment was broken. I frowned apologetically and then reached into my pocket to grab it. “Adrienne.”

“Of course,” Allie sighed.

I picked up the line and put it to my ear. “Hey, what’s u—… uh-huh… Oh! Right now! Ah, shit. Yeah-yeah. I’m with Allie now. No, it’s okay, it’s okay. We’ll be right over. Yeah… See you in a bit.”

I hit END on the phone and turned to Allie, who looked a little peeved. The girl said she wasn’t jealous of my close friendship with Adrienne but no girl likes to be interrupted on a date. “I swear I’ll make this up to you.”

“What’s going on?” Allie planted her foot down and glared at me.

“Her power’s out. She has no idea why but she’s a little freaked.”

“So let her call an electrician!”

I bit my lip and looked at Allie, raising my eyebrows while I waited her out. She turned and huffed for a few seconds, clearly annoyed. But then she exhaled slowly and turned back to me. “No, no, you’re right. If you can fix it, you can fix it. I can’t make her wait in the dark for however many hours…”

I smiled and stooped to pick Allie up, lifting her light body easily as I brought her face just above mine. “I’ll make it up to you. You’ll get extra-special sex tonight.”

“Ben, not every girl is as sex-obsessed as you might think.”

I pouted. “What? I don’t make you feel good?”

Allie blushed and looked to the side. “Well…” She clearly started to think about our sex life, which WAS truly incredible. “Maybe I enjoy it a little…”

I laughed and kissed her before setting her down. “Pouting on a date when I have to run off and rescue another girl? Complaining about how you haven’t changed me enough after nearly two months together? I’d say you’re acting like my girlfriend, Allie.”

She blushed again. “Well… maybe I am your girlfriend.”

I did a double take. “Really?” I was outright shocked. She’d spent so much time insisting we were just ‘having fun’ and ignoring how we’d been totally involved with each other, more so it seemed sometimes than even Kenny and Abbie.

“Just because I keep saying we aren’t doesn’t change the fact that we ACT like boyfriend and girlfriend, Ben,” she sighed wistfully.

I just beamed and pulled her to me for a hug.

But then Allie fixed her gaze on me, that mysterious glint back in her eyes. “Don’t forget that little fact the next time you’re trying to deny something.”

“Sure,” I shrugged, stepped back, and then reached my hand out to her. “Let’s go rescue Adrienne, girlfriend. And then I’ll take you around the world.”

“Hold my arm,” I grunted. “One more, aaaand… hunnggh.” I pulled all my weight back and half-lifted Adrienne up the scrabbly incline until she got her feet set under her.

“Thanks, Ben,” Adrienne huffed once she got balanced. “I can’t believe I need help when even your girlfriend has no problem scrambling up.” She nodded over towards 5’3” Allie.

I turned where Allie was already going up the hill to the Emerald Vista, a spectacular view over the California coastline that was our destination for this little day hike on a Saturday morning. I looked back to Adrienne and smiled. “No worries. The trail is usually pretty easy. But it looks like the last storm eroded some of that behind you.”

“Storm, shmorm. I’m just not used to hiking. It feels weird whenever the ground isn’t quite stable and level beneath my feet.”

I chuckled. “You’re too used to dancing on football fields and basketball floors.”

Adrienne rolled her eyes and slapped my shoulder. “Whatever.” She then sighed and looked up the hill. “Ben, you really should go pay more attention to your girlfriend on the way back down. Allie deserves that much. I’ll be fine.”

“You’re still gonna slip somewhere.” I wasn’t being condescending. It was mere fact that Adrienne was the least experienced hiker in the group. She’d fallen twice coming up.

“But you’ve got a girlfriend along.” Adrienne pointed.

“Allie and I were friends first, and she understands. Besides, everyone else here is a couple: Daniel and Elaine, Kaito and Megan, Kenny and Abbie.” I shrugged. “Either way you’re going to be getting help from a guy with a girlfriend. Makes the most sense for it to be me.”

Adrienne sighed. “I feel like such a third wheel. Or I guess, uh, ninth wheel. I just wish Cassidy hadn’t canceled at the last minute so I wouldn’t feel so awkward.”

“Come on.” I held my hand out to her. “This view will make it all worthwhile.”

Upon completing the hike, we decided to head into Laguna Beach to grab some food. As a group, we cobbled together two tables on the patio at Las Brisas, not an easy thing on a Saturday morning. Then, with a picture-perfect view of the Laguna Beach crescent bay, we chilled out and unwound.

Still feeling a bit like the odd-girl out amongst four couples, Adrienne was unusually quiet, and I was doing my best to include her in the conversation.

After an hour and a half, we piled into our two cars to head home. Daniel and Elaine had Megan and Kaito riding with them. Kenny had picked up Abbie and Allie and then swung by to pick up me and Adrienne as well. Now on the way TO the hike, I’d sat in the back sandwiched between Allie and Adrienne. But for the return trip, Allie had cut me off at the last instant and said, “No, I’m the smallest. I’ll sit in the middle this time.”

I hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but Allie then spent the rest of the ride home twisted towards me to talk while more or less keeping Adrienne to her back and isolated.

When the five of us got to my place, Adrienne and I both got out. Adrienne could easily walk a couple houses down and across the street to her place. I was going to kiss Allie goodbye until Monday, but when I leaned back in the car, she suddenly scooted across the seat and hopped out. Turning back to the car, she told Abbie, “Tell mom I’m going to hang out with Ben for a bit. He’ll drop me off later.”

Allie glanced at me for confirmation and I just nodded in agreement.

Abbie nodded and waved goodbye, then she and Kenny zipped away, probably happy for the opportunity to be alone for a little while.

Adrienne hugged me and pecked my cheek, thanking me for bringing her on her very first hiking trip. And then with a wave to Allie she turned and walked off.

Allie then grabbed my hand and tugged me into the house, her grip firm and the look on her face anything but amorous. I had a bad feeling about this.

We ran into the twins and my mom on the way in. Allie was polite in her greetings and then she led me upstairs to my bedroom and then closed the door. She turned me and sat me down on the bed, and the nagging bad feeling got worse when Allie didn’t join me, but instead pulled up my desk chair beside the bed.

“Ben, do you love me?” my girlfriend started.

My eyebrows furrowed and I grimaced. “I, uh…”

“I’m not in love with you,” she stated clearly. “I LOVE being with you and it’s really, really great being your girlfriend. The sex is AMAZING and we have a lot of fun together. I think you’re the first guy I’ve ever been able to talk to about all my random philosophical bullshit and political opinions and everything, and I really appreciate that about you. But I’m not in love with you. Fair enough?”

I gulped. “Uh, sure.”

“Now, are you in love with me?” she asked interrogatively. “I just need confirmation.”

“Uh, no, Allie. I’m really enjoying our relationship, but no, I’m not in love with you.”

She nodded, and then slowly took a deep breath, bracing herself. “Are you in love with Adrienne?”

I inhaled sharply and turned my head. I bit my lip and collected myself before saying, “It’s complicated.”

“Don’t give me that avoidance bullshit, Ben. You already told me that you still love her. But are you IN love with her?”

I inhaled and pictured the phrase in my head: ‘Yes, I’m in love with her.’ But there was a tightness in my chest. Something about the phrase just felt… wrong… I re-imagined the phrase: ‘I love Adrienne.’ THAT phrase made sense to me. I could feel it.

Then I tried again. ‘In Love’ was such a powerful couple of words, and a unique set. I loved my family. I loved Brandi. I loved Brooke. But I wasn’t ‘in love’ with them. I might have been in love with Adrienne. I certainly was before at some point. And as I thought about her now, I could imagine being ‘in love’ with her again. But right now, with her fears and emotional issues and everything, I knew she just wanted my friendship right now. She wanted a very close friendship, but just a friendship nonetheless.

‘In Love’: the phrase meant so much more to me. It represented romance, both physical and emotional desire, partnership, and a feeling of belonging. It represented a feeling of loss when that person wasn’t around, like the other half of my soul had gone missing.

Adrienne could be that person, if we ever made that commitment to each other. I remembered what she’d told me once before: if we got together again, it would be for real. But we weren’t yet.

In fact, there was only one person who had gotten to that point in my heart: Dawn. It felt like ages ago when we agreed to take some time apart and just enjoy our youth and the people around us. You know what they say: out of sight, out of mind.

But while I hadn’t thought of Dawn in a while, I hadn’t forgotten her. I had no doubt that if Dawn and I lived within fifty miles of each other, we never would have broken apart that Thanksgiving weekend. We’d still be together, as much ‘in love’ as ever. She was my soulmate, the way Allie talked about soulmates.

This was just supposed to be a temporary separation, because of distance, not lack of love. Dawn could enjoy her fling with Ryan while I enjoyed the girls around me. Then, come summertime and the fall beyond, we would be together again. Ryan would stay at community college, Dawn and I would meet together at Berkeley, and all would be right in the world again. Dawn was the one I was meant to be with, right? Dawn was the only one I would truly be ‘in love’ with when my world ended, right? So I couldn’t be with Adrienne.

Breathing slowly, I opened my eyes. I hadn’t realized they’d been closed. But Allie was waiting for me with a nervous look on her face, and I smiled reassuringly. And then in a serious voice, I said, “No. I’m not in love with Adrienne.”

Allie stared hard at me. She knew I was a horrible liar and had caught me on it the few times I’d tried to pass off little while lies the way all couples do from time to time. Her golden brown eyes clicked left and right as she gazed into the back of my skull, looking for evidence of deception. She didn’t find any.

At long last she sighed and shook her head. “I don’t get it. You and Adrienne belong together. Everyone sees it. Why can’t the two of you?”

I shrugged. “Like I tried to say, it’s complicated. There are things between me and her that you might never know about.”

“You’re better with her than with me. Yeah, I like our relationship, Ben,” Allie insisted. “And I don’t want to sabotage my own happiness. But I don’t get it. Even though I’m your girlfriend you love her more.”

I shrugged. “I love my sisters more than you; it doesn’t mean I’m going to give up my girlfriend for them. With most people, they care about their friends and family more than their boyfriends or girlfriends. Friends and family are much closer to ‘forever’ than a high school romance. And isn’t that what we wanted from the beginning? No permanent attachments. Just some fun until the end of the year when we go our separate ways?”

“You wouldn’t have to go your separate ways with Adrienne, Ben. She’s going to Berkeley with you, isn’t she?”

I inhaled and relaxed. “Dawn’s waiting for me.”

“Ah, yes, the mythical Dawn,” Allie nodded.

I rolled my eyes. “She’s not a myth and you’ve seen her picture in my room. Someday I’ll bring her down her to introduce you all.”

Allie sighed and looked away for a second, clearly lost in her own thoughts. I waited her out for almost a minute before leaning forward and rubbing the cute brunette’s knee. “Allie? Are we okay?”

She inhaled and tilted her head back. “Sometimes I wish I could let you go already.”

“Let me go?”

She sighed. “I know I’m going to have to let you go eventually, Ben. You’re not my soulmate and we have no future, and knowing that is kind of depressing. I mean, every day we get closer to college is one day closer to us breaking up.”

I shook my head. “Don’t think of it that way. Think of this as a vacation, Allie. You go off and enjoy yourself for a week, squeezing as much happiness and fun into it as you can. Yeah, it’s got an ending and you’ll always have in the back of your mind how many days are left before you’ve got to go home. But you can’t let that stop you from enjoying yourself in the meantime.”

Allie blinked and then looked up at me, her eyes a little brighter. “Vacation, huh?”

I grinned. “Yeah. I’m just a four-month long vacation, WAY better than a week at the Grand Canyon or something. Okay?”

“Okay.” Allie nodded and then smiled before getting off the desk chair and crawling on top of me on the bed. I lay back and then reached up with my hands as she tilted her face down to me, parting her lips slightly to accept my tongue as she bent and gave me a wonderful passion-filled kiss that was both loving and melancholic at the same time.

Our kiss built and built as my hands slid under the back of her shirt, roaming across the naked skin of her back. Her hands came down to clutch at my shoulders while my hand slid over her cute little ass, and Allie moaned into my mouth as our teenage hormones built and built. I’d found that intense emotional discussions somehow always put girls in the mood.

“Think you can be quiet?” I whispered softly while my right hand slid beneath the waistband of her shorts.

“No, not now,” Allie whimpered. Then she pulled her head away from my face and quickly slid down the bed before glancing behind herself to make sure she’d locked the door. Then her hands were at my crotch, stroking me through my shorts while opening up my zipper. “But if you think you can keep quiet, I’d like to give my boyfriend a blowjob if you don’t mind.”

“Uh, I don’t mind,” I grunted as she pulled my hard rod through the flap.

“Good, I’ve only got a little bit of vacation left and I intend to make the most of it.” Allie grinned. “Gimme your cum, Ben. I’m not going home until I feel your warmth soaking into my belly.”

This was weird. Allie had been quite explicit in her directions. I was to pick her up at her house at exactly 8:03pm for this Friday night date. Not 8:02, not 8:04. 8:03. She even synchronized our watches at school earlier. I was to arrive having already gotten my own dinner. And I was to wear khakis or other loose pants instead of jeans.

So here I sat in my car, confused and anxiously watching the slow ticking of the second hand on my watch, trying to decide for myself if the minute hand was closer to 8:02 or 8:03. Sometimes it was hard to tell with these elegant analog watches that didn’t have hash marks between the 12 and 1. I used to have a digital which was really easy to read, but while I’d been dating Adrienne she’d forbidden me from wearing a digital as it was too cheap and tacky for her boyfriend.

Ultimately, the decision was made for me when I heard a car door opening and all of a sudden, Kenny Doyle appeared in front of me. I didn’t know he was here, too; the car between us must have been blocking my view of his beater Chevy. Kenny checked his watch and then started heading up the sidewalk to the house. That was my first indication that the Sanders twins were plotting something together.

Kenny stopped and turned when he heard me opening my door as well. “You too?”

I shrugged. “8:03, right?”

“Right. What do you think they’re up to?”

I shrugged and looked at his worn khakis. Kenny certainly wasn’t a khakis kind of guy. They just weren’t meant for 17/18-year-olds. “I dunno. Double date?”

“Probably. But why the ugly threads?”

I sighed and shrugged. By now we’d gotten to the front door and we both stared at our watches. There were about ten seconds to go. “Guess we’re about to find out.”

Kenny hovered over his watch and reached for the doorbell. But just before he pressed it, the door swung open and both Kenny and I dropped our jaws. Abbie and Allie stood before us, clad only in identical baggy T-shirts and who knows what underneath. Both were in identical ponytails and had identical makeup. In point of fact, the two identical twins truly looked identical.

The Sanders twins backed up and motioned us inside the house, me closing the door behind us. And then as if they’d been practicing their unison forever, the girls reached down, lifted the T-shirts over their heads to reveal that they were utterly and completely naked beneath, then said together, “Hello, boyfriend.”

Kenny and I paused to look at each other. Ho. Ly. Shit.

We didn’t have much time to adjust before the girls stepped forward, each of them grabbing our heads and tugging us downward for juicy kisses. I felt a twin’s tongue spearing into my mouth, massaging me gently but quickly before she backed up. The girls then switched places, yanked our heads down again, and gave us new identical kisses.

Now my mind was being suitably blown in the knowledge that both Allie and Abbie had just kissed me, even if I wasn’t sure of the order just yet. And if I looked surprised, Kenny was practically hyperventilating. I got the distinct impression he’d never had a threesome before (let alone a potential foursome), and certainly not with twins. The Sanders girls were probably giving him a fantasy come true already.

A twin each then took us by the hand, leading us down the hall towards their bedroom. I had a faint bit of nostalgia to the last time I was in their room, last year when I’d taken both girls’ virginities. Even once I started dating Allie, we hadn’t had this opportunity since her parents were often home. But they weren’t home tonight.

Not much had changed. There were the side-by-side twin beds separated by a nightstand. Abbie’s bed was still in pastel blue and Allie’s was still in pastel green, although the patterns were new. My twin led me over to the green bed while the other led me Kenny to the blue bed, and after sitting themselves at the ends of the mattress, the girls started disrobing us. I found the reason for the khakis in that my pants dropped to my ankles easily, and fashion wasn’t important since we weren’t going out. And I took the time then to observe my twin, trying to confirm my suspicion that it was indeed my girlfriend Allie who was currently staring at my cock.

See, the girls were identical twins, yes. But even identicals are never quite perfectly identical. Sunspots, tan lines, and other features can’t be duplicated by genetics. And while I’d never really bothered to memorize the exact skin features of my girlfriend, my brain somehow recognized them and I was pretty sure it was Allie who was now leaning forward to take my cock into her mouth.

That sealed it for me. My eyes might not have been very good at distinguishing the girls, but my dick knew. I’d taught both girls how to suck cock way back when, but since last year, I’d been giving Allie the advanced courses and there was no mistaking the unique skills I’d taught her. Allie was giving me a classic warm-up blowjob in just the way she knew I liked it. And as I started panting softly at the pleasure my girlfriend was inducing in my dick, I risked a glance over to Kenny.

Surprisingly, he was already staring over, watching me getting my dick sucked. I rather doubted Kenny had ever seen a live sex act before, just porn videos. And he seemed to be even more turned on watching a Sanders twin sucking me than he was at getting sucked. Perhaps he was still unsure himself which girl was which, and he could fantasize that it was Allie blowing him for the very first time.

Either way, Kenny didn’t have to wait long. Abbie popped off his dick, showing me that while my buddy wasn’t as long or as thick as me, Kenny still had a nice cock. And then Abbie called out, “Switch!”

Allie grinned around my meat, pulling back and then kissing my mushroom head tenderly before switching places with her sister. She briefly examined only the second dick she’d ever had in her young life. And then Kenny REALLY knew that Allie at some point was slurping on his knob when the girls resumed their warm-up fellatio. In fact, it was such a mental high to have the second twin sucking his dick that Kenny started grunting and thrusting his hips, forcing Allie to back off and hold his rod in her hand to keep him still and keep him from popping off too soon.

Meanwhile, I learned that while Abbie had not received my particular advanced training on cocksucking, she HAD improved since we were last together and I was enjoying the pleasant sensation of a different mouth worshipping at my altar of fertility.

Eventually, Abbie decided that it was my turn as she stood up on her tiptoes and leaned to whisper in my ear. “Like that?”

“Loved it… Abbie…” I whispered back, making sure Kenny didn’t overhear.

Her golden brown eyes went wide-open for a second and she glanced at me. “How’d you know?” she whispered.

I glanced down at my prick. “The dick knows.”

Abbie just giggled at that before saying, “Well… why don’t you show me what my sister’s been getting.” And at that, the cute brunette lay back on her sister’s bed, spreading her legs wide for me and rubbing one hand over her own clit. I chuckled. Abbie’s pussy was even trimmed the same way as Allie’s.

Taking the hint, I sank to my knees and put my head between the cute brunette’s legs while reaching out to her with my tongue. I took a long swipe of her cleft from base to clit first, causing her to shiver. And then I moved in a little closer to work the magic Keira and Dawn had taught me so long ago, and the advanced skills Adrienne had refined in me somewhat more recently.

“Ohhh… FUCK, Ben!” Abbie groaned.

Allie noticed what we were up to and she moved into the same position as her sister. At first, Kenny looked like he wanted to just fist his cock and plunge it inside her, but he noticed what I was doing and his ego wouldn’t let him satisfy himself just yet. Obediently, he got to his knees and started licking away while Allie just lay her head back to enjoy a new head between her legs.

It was never a competition. I think everyone knew I was the sex-god in the room and to his credit, Kenny didn’t try to one-up me. He just kept plugging away after I brought Abbie to a screaming orgasm and he even managed to get Allie to squeal in climax before I brought Abbie over a second time. But once I stood up, bent Abbie’s knees to her own chest and swiftly plunged my cock into his girlfriend, Kenny didn’t mind skipping Allie’s second orgasm to quickly bury his own dick into my girlfriend.

If I hadn’t been sure I had Abbie beneath me before, I certainly knew now. Allie had been exquisitely tight after going almost a year without being fucked. But repeated sexual encounters between us had trained Allie to accommodate me, so that while her pussy was still extremely small and narrow, it knew how to stretch around my girth. Abbie had no such training, and it felt like I knocked the wind out of her when I plowed through her close-fitting vaginal canal, burrowing deeper and deeper until finally I banged up against that spongy wall. Abbie threw her head back and gurgled, “Ohmigod,” her lips quivering while she tried to get used to the extremely full sensation.

Hooking my hands beneath Abbie’s knees, I pressed forward a little harder, crushing her own knees against her perky tits while also tilting her hips up to meet me. And I started my cock around in a circular motion at full depth, trying to loosen her up just a bit so that I could fuck the older-by-two-minutes twin with a little more freedom.

“Ohmigawd…” Abbie groaned sensuously.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh,” came her twin sister’s reply as Allie started grunting. On the other bed, Kenny was already humping in and out of Allie, grunting with an ecstatic look on his face while she held his head and whispered husky, naughty words right at him. I switched my attention back and forth then for a few minutes, watching the nearly identical looks of pleasure crossing both twins’ faces. And then I watched as Allie tilted her head back and whimpered as she climaxed, Kenny holding out just long enough before his ass clenched and he began spewing wave after wave of spunk inside my girlfriend.

Abbie and I weren’t far behind. True to form, I’d experimented around enough to remember all of Abbie’s buttons. Rather than bring Abbie off right away just to prove I could, and perhaps cause some resentment or a complex of inferiority from Kenny, I’d actually ramped her up to the precipice of climax twice before backing off. I’d gotten the young girl to whimper in frustration and annoyance with me before I started thrusting again. And I’d stimulated her right back up to that point of no return without letting her cross it.

But this final time, I held nothing back, pounding my thick cock in and out of Abbie’s constricting tunnel, adjusting the angle with her own knees until I could feel the ridge of my mushroom head rubbing against her G-spot inside, and right when Abbie threw her head back and screamed, I buried my cock as far as it would go and then let fly with my own hot load of cum, feeling the exquisite high not only of ejaculating, but of spurting into a girl I hadn’t been with in such a long time.

“AAAAHHHH!!!” Abbie screamed. “Cum in me! Cum in ME!”

Our night was just beginning.

When we were done with that first round, the girls lay back on Abbie’s bed, side-by-side while Kenny and I rested on Allie’s bed. Abbie nodded to me, saying, “Ben figured it out. How about you, Kenny?”

Kenny gawked for a second, glancing back and forth with a little look of nervousness on his face.

Allie teased, “Come on, don’t you know your own girlfriend?”

He blushed and then blurted, “Actually, I was just so mind-blown I couldn’t tell. I’m sorry, baby.”

Abbie humphed her sister, “Actually, I’ll bet he was so lost in his fantasy he imagined both of us were you.” She fixed Kenny with a look. “Ain’t that right, baby?”

Kenny blushed even deeper and looked right at his girlfriend. “Sorry, Abbie.”

She waved. “No, don’t be. I know you’ve been fantasizing about it for a long time. Now you finally fucked my little sister.”

And with that, Abbie leaned over, dipped two fingers into Allie’s crotch and then scooped out some of Kenny’s cum. She brought the creamy fluid up to her face and licked her fingers erotically. “You naughty boyfriend, Kenny. You spunked inside my little sister!” she said with mock indignation.

Incredibly enough, Kenny’s dick twitched at that mere thought. We all saw it, and the Sanders twins grinned at each other. As if connected on the same wavelength, the girls then crooked a finger at Kenny. “Come here, baby,” they said in unison.

Drawn as if he had a rope around his waist, Kenny moved as directed and eventually the girls had him sitting up against Abbie’s headboard.

“Don’t get too used to this, baby,” Abbie said as the two girls hovered side-by-side with their faces over his dick. “This is just a one-shot deal with twin sisters and best friends.”

Kenny nodded and I had a brief thought of Adrienne. Yeah, Kenny had been my best buddy since I moved down to SoCal; but when I thought of it, Adrienne was really my best friend. We spent all our available time together at school, even more than Allie if you thought about it. And then there were our multiple-hour conversations on Wednesdays, the random phone calls just to see how the other was doing. And when I saw something hilarious on TV, I always thought of Adrienne first to share it.

But then present matters brought me back to attention. Abbie and Allie were giving Kenny his very first tandem blowjob, and I didn’t think his eyes could get any wider. But the position also left the Sanders twins on all fours with their asses pointing back at me, and there was just no way I could pass up an invitation like that.

I grinned to myself. This was going to be a night to remember.

While the girls worked at getting Kenny hard again, I was already erect and ready to go in typical Ben-recovery time. I slid myself into Allie first while fingering Abbie from behind, fucking my girlfriend for a few minutes before trading twins. Kenny ended up blowing his load into Abbie’s mouth and then I swear, he nearly popped again when Abbie turned and molded her lips around Allie’s, sharing the hot, creamy bounty with her little sister.

I wasn’t much further behind. After swapping back and forth more times than I could remember, I finally pulled out of Abbie’s cunt and sprayed my load all over her ass. Allie giggled when she realized what I’d done, and then I got to watch my girlfriend licking up my jizz from her sister’s perky round globes.

Round three fulfilled one of the new fantasies Allie had instilled in me. Kenny needed some time to recover and I found myself lying back on Allie’s bed while she rode me cowgirl style. That itself was a normal thing for us, but what had me as hard as an iron bar was watching Abbie suckling her sister’s nipples and kissing her neck. The girls weren’t really bisexual, but they certainly knew how to turn a guy on.

After Allie came, they swapped places and Abbie rode me while Allie suckled her sister’s teats. I barely held on long enough for Abbie to cum before I spunked another load of sperm into the older twin’s pussy. And then I felt like nearly cumming AGAIN when Allie just threw her nerves to the wind, bent over her twin sister’s crotch, and proceeded to slurp my jism out while Abbie just screamed in mixed astonishment and arousal.

I swear Allie made Abbie cum harder than I’d ever seen. Guess they WERE willing to try a little bisexuality, even if it was just once.

Well, watching one twin go down on the other while slurping cum got Kenny rock hard for a third go then. He climbed onto Allie missionary-style and fucked my girlfriend like a rabbit on speed before blowing. And then it was Abbie’s turn to drain her sister’s cunt of her boyfriend’s seed.

And just when everyone thought they were exhausted, I rolled my girlfriend onto her side and entered Allie from a spoon position, filling up her recently emptied pussy with my fourth erection of the night while reaching around to hold her breast and kiss the back of her neck. Abbie and Kenny were cuddling on her bed, both of them done for the night.

“Have fun tonight, honey?” I asked Allie softly.

Almost too worn out to fuck me back, Allie moaned, “Mmm-hmm…”

“I can’t believe you went down on Abbie like that,” I grunted, feeling my dick twitch again at the mere thought.

“Me, neither. I wasn’t thinking, I just moved to get your cum.”

“You regret it?”

Allie giggled. “No, actually. We might even try it again without any boys. Pretty soon, I won’t need you anymore.”

“Well, you might like it for a while…” I moaned and then shoved myself a little deeper, using her boob as a hand grip. “But there’s no replacing this cock.”

“Unnnghhh,” Allie groaned as she felt me stretching her to her limits. “No… no there isn’t.”

I smiled smugly. But then Allie giggled. “Of course, I could just leave you for Kenny. He IS cuter than you.”

“Hey!” I exclaimed and thrust my cock more forcefully into my girlfriend’s pussy.

Allie just giggled. “But no one fucks like you, Ben. Mmm… Fuck me one last time.”

“I’m fucking you,” I grunted.

“A little harder, honey,” Allie moaned. “Fuck me and cum inside me. I always loved feeling you spurt inside me, Ben. It’s what got us into such trouble in the first place. Cum, honey. Cum inside me! Let me go to sleep feeling your sperm soaking into my womb.”

“Oh, Allie,” I groaned and put my forehead against her back, concentrating on the rhythmic motions of my hips.

“Ohmigod,” she moaned. “Spunk in me, honey! Do it! Do it!”

“Ohhh-uuugh!” I grunted as I felt my final ejaculation burst from my balls, splashing up against the inside of Allie’s pussy.

“Yesss,” Allie hissed. “More, Ben. More! I love it!”

“Urrghhh!” I grunted again, calling upon my reserves to make my fourth cum of the day a halfway-decent load.

“Ummm,” my girlfriend moaned as her body tensed up in a climax of her own, her pussy milking me for every last drop.

And then we were well and truly done. Allie let her head flop onto the mattress. I hadn’t realized she’d been holding it up as her orgasm washed through her. And with my cock slowly deflating inside her, I cuddled our two bodies even closer together.

“You’re my boyfriend now, Ben,” Allie reminded me in a quiet voice. “That means you have certain obligations.”

“Okay,” I sighed, wiped out from my exertions.

“And you are now obligated to fill me up every day. Somehow, someway, your cum is gonna splash inside me. Every. Single. Day. Got it?”