An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life

Chapter 7: Third Wheel

Once again dressed, I gave Megan a last kiss before opening the door. Perhaps I should have remembered what had happened at Elaine’s end-of-school party. Perhaps I should have realized that teenagers have very poor impulse control, and that sheer curiosity would lead our friends to investigate as closely as possible.

But I didn’t.

And when I opened the door, it was to see Cassidy, Abigail, Allison, Kenny, and Sung standing in the hallway gawking at us. At least the entire PARTY didn’t have their ears pressed to the door when I opened it.

“Ha, ha. Real funny guys.” I rolled my eyes and sighed.

“How was it?” Cassidy asked, her eyes bouncing back and forth between me and Megan.

“Spectacular!” Megan cheered and turned to hug me.

I hugged back and swiveled my glance to our friends, finding that Cassidy was looking at me in a clearly evaluative manner. Something in her expression reminded me of the looks Dayna Evans used to give me right before she fucked my brains out.

Megan pecked my cheek and then set off down the hall with Cassidy, whispering animatedly. I already knew that Megan was giving her best friend a blow-by-blow recap of exactly what we’d been doing. The Sanders twins followed after.

I sighed in mild annoyance. “If you’re gonna spill everything, next time just invite her in!” I called after Megan.

Megan just turned and giggled, which made the other three girls giggle. And off they went.

“Dude!” “Dude!” Kenny and Sung were quickly in front of me. “How was she?”

I shrugged and pushed my way past them. “Man, I’m not saying a word.”

We made it back down to the living room where I looked around and noticed two of our friends were missing. “Where’s Daniel and Elaine?” I wondered aloud.

Kenny grinned. “They’re in the guest room.” He then proceeded to mime fucking motions with his hands.

As if on cue, we all heard Elaine’s moan waft down the hallway. I shook my head. “Eh, they’ll be back in three minutes.”

“Hey there, boyfriend!” Megan called as she sidled up to me and wrapped her arm around my waist. I grinned as I let my arm slide down her back and I slipped my hand into the back pocket of her jeans, cupping my girlfriend’s tight ass. We walked down the hallway arm in arm.

Several freshman and sophomore guys standing next to their lockers looked at me with envy. Yeah, I was an upperclassman now. And I had a cute girlfriend. Go on… be jealous…

“Heyyy, Ben,” came a sultry, sweet voice from my left. Adrienne Dennis was walking the other way, holding her books over her prodigious chest but low enough that they didn’t block one’s view of her cleavage.

“Hey, Adrienne,” I replied off-hand. Yeah, I had hot chicks saying ‘hello’ to me now. Life was good. I kept walking forward, squeezing Megan’s butt tightly to remind my girlfriend that I KNEW I was still with her.

“You’re REALLY enjoying this, aren’t you?” Cassidy remarked as she moved alongside us, her ubiquitous headphones wrapped around her neck. I wasn’t sure which one of us she was asking, but both Megan and I nodded.

For years we’d been just anonymous, underdeveloped kids lost in the sea of bodies on campus. But now I’d gotten my growth spurt, Megan’s boobs had grown in, and we were upperclassmen to be admired. Also, my big sister had graduated and she was off at UC Berkeley with Dayna now, so I no longer had to put up with repeated comments of, ‘Aren’t you Brandi’s little brother?’

Of course, that’s not to say our first day of school was all roses and happiness. First, there was actual SCHOOL. After three months of goofing off and enjoying ourselves with only minor, no-pressure studying for SATs and some subject material, we actually had homework and tests.

Second, part of Megan’s anal-retentive nature had her straightening my collar and picking lint off my shirt like a mothering hen. Apparently, being my public girlfriend gave her the right to publicly groom me, which caused some minor embarrassment.

And third, there was Drew Walker.

One moment between periods, I was standing with Megan by her locker and chatting with Cassidy. The next moment, I’d been hip-checked into the lockers so that I slammed against them with a loud [clang]. And then standing in my place was the Varsity Team’s 6’1” starting point guard. “Hey, Cass… You’re looking hot this year,” Drew drawled with a grin just oozing slimy charm.

Cassidy quickly tensed up and turned away from him. The pretty redhead was a big music fan, perpetually walking around school with headphones around her neck which ran to a CD player she kept in her backpack. Whenever she wanted to shut out the world… or a rude, annoying jerk… she pulled the headphones up over her ears and thumbed the volume on her CD player in an obvious attempt to just ignore whatever she was avoiding.

Drew took Cassidy’s cold shoulder in stride. “Hey, Megan!” He turned and slid his arm around my girlfriend’s waist, his hand bending down to cup the same buttcheek I’d been holding earlier. “You’ve grown up!”

“Get away from me, jerk!” Megan batted at his arm and backed away.

“Let her go, Drew,” Cassidy growled in an icy voice, but with a scared plea in her tone as well. She’d pulled the cup of one headphone off her ear and glared at the taller boy.

“What? I didn’t mean nothin’,” Drew held his hands up in self-defense and kept on grinning as if it was only an accident that he’d just copped a feel of my girlfriend’s ass.

“Motherfucker!” I roared the instant I regained my balance and I pushed out with both arms in a rage of adrenaline, bodily shoving Drew back three feet.

“Hey, you!” A baritone voice rang out and we all turned to see Mr. Kuznetsov pointing a thick finger at me. “Yes, YOU, young man. We’re going to the Principal’s office!”

“What?” I burst in outrage. “HE started it!”

“You shoved him, unprovoked,” came back the firm response. “And you, Drew. Move along.”

“Yes, Coach K,” Drew grinned at me while the Varsity Basketball Team’s coach glowered at him. And then Drew stalked away. “See ya later, Cassidy. It’ll be just like old times.”

The slender redhead shivered and hugged herself, biting her lower lip. Megan went to her best friend, and then a meaty paw landed on my shoulder. “Let’s go, kid,” Mr. Kuznetsov ordered and I sighed in defeat, surrendering to adult authority.

Megan first looked like she was going to say something, but I just looked her off and let Coach K lead me away.

Fortunately for me, the principal was less of an asshole than Coach K. She listened to the coach’s version of events, which went, “Drew Walker was in the hallway talking to his girlfriend—”

“EX,” I interrupted. “Ex-girlfriend.”

Mr. Kuznetsov shrugged as if this was immaterial. “When this young hoodlum, without provocation, pushed him in the chest.”

“That’s it?” Principal Hsueh replied.

“I believed this school to have a zero-tolerance policy towards fighting,” Coach K insisted.

The principal sighed and then glared at me. “Ben, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Did you shove Drew Walker?” She asked simply.

“Yes, ma’am,” I nodded in shame.

“Why did you shove Drew Walker?”

My face nearly went purple as I recalled the incident. “He shoved me into the lockers first! And he grabbed my girlfriend’s a-… uh, her butt, ma’am.”

She took on a firm expression and said, “While I understand that might be upsetting, there are other ways of dealing with the situation than shoving someone back, Ben.”

Chagrined, I ground my teeth and closed my eyes, nodding slowly. “Yes, ma’am.”

She looked to Mr. Kusnetsov. “Was Drew injured?”

“Uh, no,” the coach replied with confusion.

“Then there’s no harm. You may both go.”

Coach K looked like he wanted to say something, but he bit his tongue and just nodded.

We turned to leave and then Principal Hsueh’s voice stopped me. “Now Ben, remember that there are other ways of dealing with these situations. I don’t want to see you in this office again, understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Okay, Ben. See Bernice for a hall pass.”

“Did you get in trouble?” Cassidy looked to me once I came up to them at lunch.

“No, not really,” I replied as Megan quickly enfolded me in a hug.

Cassidy sighed and shook her head. “And that JERK gets off scot free. He’s such an asshole.”

Megan’s eyebrows went up. “Hey, YOU dated him.”

“Don’t remind me,” the redhead moaned and dropped her chin to her palm.

“What did you ever see in him, anyways?” I wondered aloud with a tinge of anger in my voice.

“I said, don’t remind me,” Cassidy spat in a voice loud enough that three of our other friends turned to look. And then in her usual way, she pulled her headphones off her neck and up over her ears and thumbed her CD player. I quickly backed away and held up both hands. Megan pinched my leg reproachfully.

I hadn’t needed to ask that, but I’d done it anyways. Last year, when Cassidy and I had dated for three weeks, she’d broken up with me to pursue Drew Walker, rising basketball star and on the Varsity team despite being only a Sophomore. They’d known each other since Junior High but he’d never paid attention to her until her zits went away and she grew a C-cup. And once he started paying attention to her at the beginning of the school year, she’d promptly dumped me for the taller, more handsome, more popular guy. While I didn’t carry a grudge, I was still irked at Cassidy for that.

Rumor had it that Drew popped Cassidy’s cherry after only two dates. Then he dumped her just before Christmas to go after a cheerleader. Then the next spring while Cassidy still pined away for him, Drew ended up single and he took her back for about a month before dumping her again, irrevocably breaking her heart.

It had hurt when Cassidy dumped me to go after Drew. But Drew certainly had hurt Cassidy more; and besides, the situation had led me to Megan, which was turning out rather well for me. So taking a deep breath, I tapped Cassidy’s shoulder until she removed the headphones, and then I apologized. “I’m sorry, Cassidy.”

She sighed. “It’s okay, Ben.”

Abruptly, Kenny sat down next to me, his tray hitting the table with a thud. “Hey, heard you and Drew Walker got into this big brawl this morning and trashed half the courtyard! Huh… you don’t look like he gave you a black eye…”

It was after school and I was walking hand in hand to the parking lot with Megan when I heard a yell behind me. “BENNN!!!”

I turned around and blanched, smacking my own forehead. “Oh, right.”

“You FORGOT me!” Brooke screeched as she ran up to us, huffing and holding the straps to her backpack. My 14-year-old sister was a freshman now, and she now rode to and from High School with me.

I winced. “Sorry. It’s been a weird day.”

“That’s no excuse for forgetting your little sister!”

“I’m sorry! What else do you want from me?”

“Nothing!” Brooke folded her arms over her chest and stomped the last three feet to my car, waiting for me to unlock it. The old Corolla didn’t have a remote or anything.

I sighed and paused to kiss Megan before we parted. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah. I HATE going back to school,” my girlfriend said forlornly. This day would be the first day we DIDN’T have sex since she lost her virginity last week. “I’m going to miss you this afternoon.”

“We’ll figure it out,” I assured her.

“I’ll be thinking of you tonight,” she hummed. “I love you.”

I put on my smile. “Love ya, too.”

Brooke groaned, “Oh, puh-lease…”

It was Friday evening when I glanced at the clock and realized how late it had gotten. “Oops, sorry guys. I gotta get ready!”

“What? The game’s not over yet!” Brooke whined.

“Ben!” Eden protested.

“You can’t leave in the middle of the game!” Emma finished up.

But I was already on my feet. I hadn’t had sex in almost a week and there was NO WAY I was going to be late for my date with Megan. “Just divide up my money. Or turn it in to the bank. Whatever. I gotta go!”

I hustled past the kitchen while hearing my younger sisters bitching behind me. My mom called in passing, “That wasn’t very nice, Benjamin!”

I didn’t care. I needed to get laid. The summer had spoiled me. From the constant sex with Keira and Megan to start things off to the incredible four weeks with Dawn and Dayna, and back to frequent orgasms with Keira and Megan upon return, I never went more than a couple days without getting off at least once…

… until this week.

Keira was focusing on her new boyfriend, Stuart, and other than a passing greeting, I hadn’t seen her in weeks. And with school back in session, Megan’s parents wanted her focusing on her schoolwork in this important Junior Year, which meant no visiting with the boyfriend on school nights. And after seven days I was DYING to get off with something other than my right hand.

Fortunately, Megan seemed of like mind when I picked her up for our date. We were hungry… just not for burgers or pizza or the like. We took one look at each other and I already knew… we were heading straight for the beach. Fifteen minutes later, I pulled into an open parking spot well away from the few other cars still there after sundown, and then we crawled into the backseat.

Megan had told me the beach idea back in August. I think she got it from Cassidy, but the point was that unless the beach had fire pits (which this one didn’t), there would be very few people there after dark. The parking lot itself wasn’t lit, and in this section of Orange County crime was a non-issue. It was the perfect place to go “parking”, and as I scanned the lot, I pretty much saw only other high schoolers in the vicinity.

Now Megan and I had often kissed and groped each other in the backseat of my car. She’d even given me several blowjobs, but neither of us had ever had actual sex in a car before. At first, we could NOT figure out the mechanics. We kept our clothes on just in case someone walked by, Megan just opening my fly and lifting her skirt to try and get herself impaled on my shaft while she straddled me in the back seat. But with the low ceiling, even once I got my dick into her pussy, we found we had a very limited range of motion that wasn’t very satisfying to either of us. Once the good feelings started going, Megan wanted to ride me much harder and wound up banging her head on the roof, which was a bit of a mood-killer.

We tried having Megan lie across the backseat while I tried to get between her legs. But even with the front passenger seat moved as far forward as it could go, we just didn’t have to the room to get comfortable, and I actually started to go soft in frustration. Why hadn’t my parents gotten me a beater Chevy with a big back seat? And her Civic wouldn’t be any bigger.

“Dammit, what I wouldn’t give for a bed!” I moaned. Megan’s parents had let her lose her virginity at home, in a safe and comfortable environment. But that didn’t mean they wanted to promote us having sex nor would they grant us convenient opportunities to risk their youngest daughter getting knocked up.

At that point, Megan just sat me down and bent over to give me a blowjob. I was clearly too horny and frustrated to think straight, and having my cute girlfriend bobbing her head up and down my prick did wonders for drawing all my focus towards a single goal.

She knelt beside me on the seat while I wriggled my fingers in her panties. And after only a few minutes, Megan brought me to a quick climax that brought more relief than pleasure after my long drought. She swallowed everything down and then continued licking and sucking to rapidly revive me for another go, now that I’d gotten the first cum out of the way.

That first orgasm also cleared up the cloud in my head. Suddenly, the physics worked themselves out in my head and after giving Megan some directions, I zipped myself up and Megan smoothed down her skirt while we slipped out of the car and into the front passenger seat.

This time, I settled into the seat and reclined it all the way back so that I was almost in a horizontal position. And when Megan climbed on, she was able to hump herself up and down at an angle so that she didn’t bang her head into anything; and she also could grip the seat back to use as leverage for her impatient thrusting.

“Oh yeah… oh yeah…” Megan grunted into my ear as she pumped her body up and down my shaft. With the chair locked and the cushioning minimal, I didn’t have much to fuck her back with. Megan ended up doing almost all the work, but she did it enthusiastically. And after a few minutes of rabbit-humping, she was almost there.

“Oh yeah! I’m cumming, Ben! I’m cumming!” My girlfriend crooned.

I was almost there myself. But just before I could get my own rocks off, Megan’s body went rigid and she went still on top of me as she groaned out her climax and dumped a load of honey into my lap.

I couldn’t cum yet. I needed just a bit more. So while my girlfriend shuddered and crushed my legs beneath her, I just gripped her hips and physically yanked her body up and down a couple of times, masturbating myself with Megan’s pussy until I felt that happy tingle and finally let loose with a volley of cum up and into her vaginal cavity.

Megan’s bangs were sweat-plastered to her forehead when she finally was able to blink her eyes open again. Still panting for air, she hungrily kissed me and we both moaned, our voices echoing in the small confines of my beater Corolla. And then we broke to gasp for more oxygen. The windows were so fogged up that no one would be able to see in even if they were standing just outside. And I reached over and rolled down the nearest window, taking a deep breath gleefully as the cold blast of fresh air streamed in amongst the stifling heat of the car.

Megan kissed me again and then glanced into my eyes. “That was interesting, but we HAVE to find a way to do this somewhere more comfortable.”

“The stoners? Nah, don’t worry about them. They look weird but they’re not territorial, as long as you can stand the smell,” I smirked at Brooke and her two freshman buddies. They were holding their lunches and still trying to figure out the best places to sit around the main quad. Almost all the upperclassman already had their set lunch areas, but the younger kids were still sorting out their cliques and social zones.

“And stay away from the football team. They’ll happily let you girls sit near them, but you’re going to be getting hit on all day.”

“And that’s a bad thing?” Erin Roberts, one of Brooke’s little acolytes giggled cutely.

“It’s no joke,” Elaine shook her head. “Last year, at least five freshman girls got fucked by football jocks and then dumped in the first two weeks. They just want your cherries and then they’ll smear your reputation for the rest of your high school life.”

All three freshman girls winced at that thought.

“Can’t we just sit with you?” Brooke asked hopefully.

“No!” I jerked back. “No, I’m not hanging out with my little sister. I’ll give you all the advice you want… but…” I shook my head. “Ugh, I’m not going to commit social suicide.”

“FINE,” Brooke pouted. “We’ll sit over there. Rebecca Tyler and her friends are over that way anyways.”

Kenny piped up. “Hey, have her put in a good word for me with Rachel.”

Brooke just rolled her eyes and the trio hopped away. Good riddance, I thought. I knew it was my duty to steer my sister clear of trouble, but I didn’t want to associate with her any more than I had to.

Kenny sighed while staring after the girls. “Man, the freshman girls this year are HOT. I mean seriously, check out those tight asses!”

“Dude!” I slapped Kenny’s shoulder. “That’s my little sister!”

Daniel shrugged while staring at his sandwich. “Your sister’s hot, man.”

Elaine bopped her boyfriend upside the head.

I just growled and stared after the departing 14-year-olds. They’d all been wearing little bits of makeup, with stylish hair and brand new clothes that certainly weren’t meant for children anymore. My own gaze dropped down to where Brooke’s skintight jeans hugged her lower anatomy. I sighed and turned away before I had to admit: the guys were right.

I hate Mondays.

Not only is the weekend over and you have to go back to school, but it also meant I was guaranteed to be five days away from doing anything remotely sexual with Megan. At least on the occasional Saturday or Sunday afternoon we could get away for a nice makeout session, some heavy petting, or even a blowjob.

But Mondays? Not a chance. Mondays just meant I had to wait until Friday to get any action that didn’t involve a magazine or my own rosy palm. And even then, the sex wasn’t that great. In three weeks, we’d gotten no closer to finding a comfortable spot, stuck with the cramped quarters of a tiny Japanese sedan as our only option. We were going to have to get creative.

Megan’s parents were the type to stay at home and watch TV, so her house was pretty much off-limits, including both Friday night dates and any weekend encounters. My house was always full with siblings and parents as well.

Even during the weekday afternoons, Megan’s parents had imposed a rule banning us from using their place for sex, even though we probably had at least an hour or two before they came home. Megan’s mom came home early on random days because of her flexible job, often two or three times a week, so Megan and I didn’t want to risk getting caught and thus being forcibly separated.

So for three weeks, Megan and I had been sexually frustrated. For three weeks, our only sex was uncomfortable sex in the car. One of those weeks we didn’t even do much since Megan was on her period. We were at the point where we were tempted to go to Megan’s house and gamble that her mom didn’t come home or even shell out the money for a motel.

But all that was about to change.

“Hey, Ben!”

“Heyyy, Megan,” I grinned at my girlfriend as she moved into my arms for a sweet kiss. The school day was over and I was waiting for both my girlfriend and my little sister at our usual rendezvous point in front of the student parking lot.

Two minutes later, Cassidy cleared her throat with an obvious, “Ahem.”

I pulled away from Megan’s lips and blushed, not realizing how long I’d been making out with my girlfriend in full public. “I know, I know. ‘Get a room’, right?”

“Actually,” Megan beamed at me with her arms still around my neck. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

I arched an eyebrow and she turned to look at Cassidy, who just shrugged and hoisted her own backpack on her shoulder. Then Megan returned her gaze to me with a predatory smile. “We are joining a study group.”

Megan grinned with her eyes glittering as if she’d just won the lottery.

Me? I didn’t understand. So I grunted, “Huh?”

Megan chuckled, “After you drop off your sister at home, tell your parents you’re joining a study group that meets every Monday. Then drive over to Cassidy’s house.”

I glanced over at the quiet redhead. Cassidy shrugged and said, “My parents never come home before six.”

My eyes darted back and forth between my girlfriend and her best friend, the picture slowly coming into focus for me. “You mean?”

Cassidy nodded. “You guys can use the guest room, as long as you promise to tidy up after yourselves. I don’t want any trashed furniture or stained sheets or anything.”

I shook my head in the negative and Megan answered excitedly. “We’ll do the laundry if we need to.”

And then it hit me: I was going to get laid! In a bed! I was going to get laid! Now my face lit up like I’d just won the lottery. Excitedly, I asked, “Every Monday?”

“Yeah. But just Mondays,” Megan cautioned. “I really DO need to keep my grades up.”

I nodded, willing to agree to anything. “When do we start?”

Megan beamed. “Today!”

I love Mondays.

“Fuck me, Ben! Fuck me!”

I love the sight of the school buildings as I turn into the parking lot. I love the drab complaints of my little sister as she whines about having to go back to school. Too bad she doesn’t know how wonderful Mondays can be.

“Oh yeah… oh yeah…”

See, on a typical Monday, all my sister has to look forward to is more homework and less playtime. But me? I look forward to seeing Megan again… knowing exactly what we’ll be doing once classes are over. Seeing the school after a weekend reminds me that the day is Monday, a happy day.

“So good! I’m cumming, Ben! I’m cumming!” Megan wrapped her legs more tightly around my waist, thrusting her crotch up at me and trying to sink my dick even deeper into her tight snatch.

A second later, I slammed Megan’s hips back down onto the mattress in Cassidy O’Leary’s guest bedroom, my own pelvis driving her body to create an indentation in the surface while I ejected wave after wave of spunk into my girlfriend’s body. She clutched at my shoulders and moaned happily as she felt me filling her up with creamy jism. And then as her orgasm passed, she grabbed my head and pulled me to her in a passionate kiss.

When I pulled out, Megan rolled her hips back to trap the small lake of mingled cum bubbling out of her lewdly stretched pussy. What did dribble down was caught by the towel we’d carefully placed there. Cassidy would throw it into her hamper since she did her own laundry.

I also handed Megan a few tissues so she could blot herself up and we’d throw the tissues directly into the big trash can out in the garage. Then we dressed and made sure we got the freshly-fucked expressions off our faces.

Cassidy sighed as she saw us emerge from the guest room, pulling her headphones down to her neck. “Do you guys have to be so loud? I can hear you even over the music. Someone out here IS trying to study, you know?”

I was feeling giddy after such a wonderful sex session, and it was all because of Cassidy’s generosity. Without thinking, I went straight over to her and gave her a big hug. “Thanks, Cassidy. You’re the best.”

“Yeah, yeah, get off me Ben,” she patted my back twice and then pushed me off, turning her gaze away from me. “You reek of sex.”

“Jealous?” Megan asked sweetly.

“Yes, and you know I am,” Cassidy growled at her best friend. “Drew was an asshole but at least it was nice to feel wanted for a while.”

“Hey, there are guys that want you,” I argued.

“Want what? I’m just a plain Jane,” Cassidy moaned. “Pale skin and freckles and I burn like a tomato after ten minutes in the sun.”

“With gorgeous red hair,” Megan interjected. “And a tall, slender figure I would KILL for, with perky tits much bigger than mine.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m stuck with this face and I don’t like my nose.”

“Don’t say that,” I sighed. “I like your freckles. Your nose is fine and you’re very pretty, Cassidy. Why do you think I wanted to out with you so badly last year? And Tommy Jenkins has been following you all over school for two weeks straight.”

“Tommy Jenkins is a dweeb,” Cassidy rolled her eyes.

Megan wrapped up her friend in a hug. “We’ll find you a guy, Cassidy. Someone who’s not a dweeb, and definitely not an asshole like Drew Walker. You’ll see, by the time the semester is over, you’ll have a handsome boyfriend who will sweep you away on a cloud of romance.”

Cassidy shook her head. “I don’t care about romance. Boyfriends take up all your free time and they’re too dumb to think about anyone but themselves. Boyfriends are jerks… uh, present company excluded.” She rolled her eyes at her best friend and then flicked her gaze over to me, the green irises flaring for just a moment as a flush of pink came over her pale skin. “I just want—”

She cut herself off and Megan leaned in, asking, “Want what?”

Cassidy schooled her face back to her books in front of her. “Nothing. C’mon, let’s actually study for a bit. I need your help with this Pre-Calc homework.”

Megan saw something in her friend’s eyes. “Cass… want what?”

Cassidy’s eyes flickered to me for a second. “Nothing. Drop it, Megan. I’ll tell you later.”

Megan giggled and I just shrugged. It was no big deal. Girl talk.

The following Monday, I ran into both Megan and Cassidy after the last bell rang. I had sex on my mind and put a little extra passion into my kiss with my girlfriend while Cassidy blushed and tried to look away.

When I pulled away from Megan, her chest was flushed above her halter-top and her breathing was a little shallow and rapid. But then I noticed that Cassidy was similarly flushed and breathing hard. I controlled my little smile. Last week, Megan had quietly informed me that Cassidy would often masturbate while listening to us having sex, and I knew that right now, all three of us had sex on our minds.

Unfortunately, that happy little mood was soon dashed as we headed out the doors. Through sheer bad luck, Drew Walker and some of his basketball buddies were hanging out at the end of this particular hallway.

He saw Cassidy and immediately a predatory grin spread across his face. His eyes obviously roved up and down her body, no doubt recalling what she looked like naked.

Cassidy trembled in that little way she did whenever Drew was around, hugging her books a little tighter over her chest and looking down. Nervously, she made to lift her headphones and shut him away, but instead she just hurried along even faster. Without a word, Megan and I picked up our pace a little to speed past them.

“Now THERE’S a tight pussy,” Drew chuckled as we approached, continuing whatever conversation he was having with his friends. He shook his head with a small frown, “She couldn’t suck dick to save her life. But MAN was that a tight pussy.”

I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up as I heard what Drew was saying. Years of being the “nice guy” with the girls had drilled one thing into my head, that girls HATED guys blabbing about the sexual things they’d done. And given that Drew was talking about a good friend of mine, and had likely told his friends EVERYTHING he’d done with Cassidy along with a few embellishments, I felt a red anger descend over my eyes.

Abruptly I stopped walking, letting the girls get ahead of me, and I turned to glare at Drew from two feet away. “You take that back,” I growled.

“Take what back?” Drew looked at me as if I’d grown a third head. “She DOES have a tight pussy. It felt soooo nice wrapped around my dick.”

My chin came up as my eyes narrowed. “You don’t talk about my friends that way.”

“Or what?” Drew stood up straight and was soon backed up by his three basketball buddies. Reinforced by four-to-one odds, Drew leaned in towards me and set his jaw, ready to rumble.

I stood my ground, the first hint of fear cracking my show of bravery as I took in the situation. Actually, it was the girls who saved me. Cassidy quickly grabbed my elbow and pulled me back. “He’s not worth it,” she said quietly and then nodded down the hall. Of all the teachers observing us, it just HAD to be Coach K. Drew and the boys could probably beat me to a pulp and get away with it.

I gritted my teeth and then backed up, letting Megan take my other arm and lead me away.

Cassidy sighed. “It’s no use, Ben. But thanks for trying.”

That afternoon, Megan decided to reward her boyfriend for trying to stick up for her best friend. I decided that as well as Megan fucked me that day, it would have still been worth it even if Drew and the boys had beaten me to a pulp.

Megan then informed me that we really needed to find Cassidy a good boyfriend.

That night, Brooke decided to volunteer the day’s events at the dinner table, right in front of our parents. “So Ben? I heard you got into another fight with Drew Walker after school today?”

“What? Benjamin?” My mom was quick to pounce.

“Another?” My dad picked up on the operative word.

“No, no! There was no fight!” I protested, glaring at my little sister.

“S’not what I heard,” Brooke shrugged and looked at her plate.

“Benjamin? What’s going on? Do we need to keep tabs on you after school now?”

“What? No!” I looked at my parents with absolute shock. I was sixteen. My parents didn’t give a rat’s ass what I did as long as I was home by dinner time. I NEEDED that freedom. “No fight. There never was a fight.”

Brooke raised her eyebrows. “Heard you had to go to the principal’s office the first day of school.”

“Benjamin?”

“Mom! Relax. Don’t you think if I’d been fighting that the school would have contacted you? Brooke’s blowing this WAY out of proportion.” I glared heatedly at my little sister, promising a lifetime of hell and damnation in my eyes if she continued.

The twins just stared at the rest of us, their eyes ping-ponging back and forth.

Brooke sighed and looked innocent. “Whatever. I just hear stuff, that’s all.”

Then when my parents finally calmed down and weren’t looking, I SWEAR I saw a smugly satisfied smile cross my little sister’s evil face.

Later that night, I went to Brooke’s room and closed the door most of the way, so no one could casually look in but it wouldn’t seem like we were hiding anything, either. My little sister glanced up from her book and arched her eyebrow at the murderous look on my face.

“What the HELL are you doing? Are you TRYING to make my life miserable?”

“Just needed you to know that I could.” She folded her arms over her chest and looked at me smugly.

“What?”

“I need a favor, Ben.”

“You could’ve just ASKED me!” My face screwed up in confusion. I’d always been a good big brother to her. “When did you turn all manipulative?”

She shrugged. “I dunno. Seemed effective.”

I rolled my eyes. Teenaged girls… “What do you want?”

Brooke sat up straight and looked at me seriously. “I want you to set me up with Kenny Doyle.”

“WHAT?” I shouted in shock, forgetting where I was. I quickly hushed myself and exclaimed again, “What? No way!”

Her eyebrows went up as if to say ‘I told you so.’ She smirked and said, “Figured you wouldn’t go for it. Hence the manipulation.”

“Kenny? He’s my best friend! Why?”

She shrugged. “He’s cute. He’s a Junior. And Erin kinda likes him too so I need an advantage to get to him first.”

“No. Absolutely not.” I shook my head vigorously. “Kenny’s my friend and he’s a horn dog! He’s just gonna try and get into your panties!”

“So?”

“SO? You’re only fourteen, Brooke. You’re WAY too young for that kind of stuff.”

“I’m not going to DO anything. I’m a big girl, Ben. I can take care of myself. It’s not like I want to have SEX with him or anything. I just want to have a cute, older boyfriend. And he’s YOUR friend. He should be pretty trustworthy.”

“No. Not Kenny. Out of the question. Erin can have him.”

Brooke narrowed her eyes at me. “I’ll tell mom and dad that you go over to Cassidy O’Leary’s house every Monday to have sex.”

My eyes went wide. When did the devil take away my sweet little sister and replace her with this conniving bitch? “How did you…? You wouldn’t…”

“Try me.”

I winced but set my jaw and then sat beside Brooke on her bed. I took a deep breath and then put my hand on my sister’s knee, looking down to collect myself. Then after another deep breath, I looked Brooke in the eye and said, “No. Brooke, you’re my little sister and I love you. You can tell mom and dad whatever you want. I hope you won’t, but you’re too important to me. I KNOW Kenny. He’s a good friend, my best friend. But he’s got fifty times as many hormones as he needs right now and if you give him an inch, he’ll push you too far. I can’t let that happen to you.”

Brooke threatened, “I will tell on you.”

I sighed and stood up. “I really hope you won’t. Look Brooke, I’m your brother. You can ask me any favor you want at any time, without all this… whatever. You don’t have to be a bitch about it. I honestly want to help you. But not this. I’m really just trying to look out for you. Date a guy your own age. Or maybe Sung Joon or James Kaito. They’re good guys. But not Kenny. I don’t trust him with you and I’ll do everything I can to make sure he won’t go out with you.”

Brooke glared and pouted… but in the end, she didn’t tell on me.

A week later, on their first date, Kenny stuck his fingers into Erin Roberts’ pussy without her permission. She slapped him silly and then bitched to her friends about it, including Brooke.

Daniel Chen and I ganged up on Kenny and scolded him to keep his hands in his pockets.

One side effect of the weekly Monday study group was that Megan, Cassidy, and I became tighter friends than ever. It wasn’t that our trio separated ourselves from our friends or anything. We simply got closer and closer the way any boyfriend gets more comfortable around his girlfriend’s best friend. But even beyond that, the intimate knowledge Cassidy had of mine and Megan’s sex life forced us to trust her that much more, which bonded the three of us together in a way I’d never have expected.

The newer, closer relationships were noted by our friends. Elaine Fukuhara was the first to comment about how the three of us were “thick as thieves” and seemingly went everywhere together. The rumor mill also tried to get going, but the concept of a threesome centered around ME was just too far-fetched to gain any traction, especially since there wasn’t any truth to it.

But while there were no actual threesomes, we all WERE quite candid and honest with each other. I mean, the girls had always shared intimate details with each other. But they’d never included me in such conversation before.

The breaking of taboo subjects first started one Monday when a post-coital discussion with Megan carried over into a three-way discussion with Cassidy once we emerged from the bedroom. Megan had been riding me while I sat up and nibbled on her nipples. And at her moment of climax, I’d popped a finger into her ass, which caused her to go into wild gyrations and gave her a particularly good orgasm.

That led into a discussion about doing kinky things and Megan wondering if I’d ever had anal sex, to which I admitted that I had. And then Megan wouldn’t stop badgering me as she tried to figure out who it was. Not willing to give anything away, I didn’t even answer “no” to any of the girls she brought up, fending her off by repeating “no comment” ad nauseum, to my girlfriend’s utter frustration.

Megan was still complaining when we walked into the dining room where Cassidy was trying to do her homework.

“What’s going on?”

Megan rolled her eyes. “Ben won’t tell me who he’s had anal sex with.”

“What? Anal? Eww,” Cassidy screwed up her face, her homework immediately forgotten. “That’s disgusting.”

“Don’t knock it unless you’ve tried it,” Megan drawled.

“What? You tried it?” Cassidy went even paler than usual.

“Well… no… not yet…” Megan shrugged. That got my attention as I hadn’t been sure whether or not my girlfriend was seriously considering it. “I mean, it feels really good when Ben sticks his finger up my ass, but I’m not sure about having sex there. His dick is REALLY big!”

I blushed furiously out of reflex as Megan spilled our sexual details. Intellectually, I KNEW Megan shared all these details with Cassidy, but it still took some getting used to.

“In your ass? Just… eww…” Cassidy winced.

“What? Drew never did anything like that to you?” Megan asked.

“No!” Cassidy protested. We didn’t have to bother asking about anyone else. We knew Drew had been the only boy she’d ever had sex with. She’d gone on a few other dates, but Drew had been the only boy to get past second base. “I didn’t even like it when he stuck his fingers in my pussy!”

“What? You’re missing out girl. When Ben’s going down on me, and he puts two fingers inside me and then curls them up and starts rubbing the roof of my pussy… oh, good lord… I go straight into orbit!” Megan sighed happily.

“Megan…” Cassidy said with a warning tone.

“Oh, there’s nothing like being eaten out, Cass. It’s so overwhelming that your brain just stops working and you’ll promise absolutely ANYTHING to keep those feelings going.”

Cassidy squirmed. “Stop that, Megan. You KNOW I’ve never been eaten out.”

“That’s just because Drew is a selfish bastard and you haven’t let us set you up with anyone else,” Megan pointed out. “Ben says Derek Rigby has been asking him a lot of questions about you. I’ll bet he’d be happy to eat you out.”

“Derek has been asking about you,” I confirmed.

Cassidy sighed. “He’s cute and all. But I’m just way too busy for a boyfriend. I’m serious.” She crossed her right arm over her chest and started rubbing her own left shoulder.

Megan and I looked at each other. Cassidy constantly used the “too busy” excuse, even though we both knew that wasn’t the issue. Megan decided that it was time for her to really push her best friend. “Come on, Cass. You could make the time if you really wanted.”

“But I don’t WANT to. What’s the big deal, anyways? I HAD a boyfriend and it wasn’t exactly the greatest experience. He took up ALL my free time, he demanded I follow him everywhere. And he got jealous of me talking to my guy friends. Even guys like you, Ben, or Kenny or Sung or whoever.”

“Not all guys are like Drew,” Megan reasoned. “Look at Ben.”

“Doesn’t matter. All guys want sex, including Ben.” Cassidy shook her head bitterly. “That’s all they ever think about and all they ever want to talk about. Sex, sex, sex. ‘Please, Cassidy? Don’t you love me, Cassidy? Don’t you want to make me happy, Cassidy?’ And it wasn’t even all that pleasant. Drew just stuck it in and heaved back and forth a bit until he filled the condom. I spent all that time worrying about getting pregnant and I only came like twice, ever. The GUY has all the fun. I have better orgasms masturbating than I ever did from sex.”

Cassidy panted for breath after her mini-tirade, her skin flushed and her eyes hard.

Megan covered her friend’s hand. “Not all guys are like Drew,” she repeated. “Look at Ben.”

Cassidy pinched her eyes shut. “I can’t look at him. He’s YOUR boyfriend.”

“There are other guys out there,” Megan encouraged. “We’ve already established that Drew is an asshole; and a selfish lover. We’ll find you a guy who knows what he’s doing. A guy who’ll pleasure you and make sure you cum before he gets off.”

“And what? You can tell just by looking at them if they’re a good lover?”

“Well… no…,” Megan admitted. “But you can tell if they’re a considerate person. Drew’s an asshole and he fucks like an asshole. Daniel Chen is loyal and attentive and he’s got Elaine raving about him. There are nice guys out there, Cassidy.”

Our redhead friend cringed and squeezed Megan’s hand. She took a deep breath and sighed while hanging her head down. “I’m scared, Megan. I’m afraid of getting hurt again. I thought I was in love and I thoughtDrew was a good guy. I let him do whatever he wanted with me and look where it got me. I’m just too scared, Megan.”

On Friday, Megan and I went out on our weekly date. We actually spent the first half of our conversation talking about Cassidy. Megan was worried about her best friend who hadn’t been on a date all year, and I told her I wished there was something we could do for her.

Eventually, the conversation moved on and per usual, we eventually wound up at the beach parking lot. But on this evening, Megan really wanted me to work on eating her out. She sat in the passenger seat and slid it all the way back while I knelt before her. It was a bit of a contortion, but her legs ended up on the dashboard while I worked her over and brought her to three screaming orgasms.

Afterwards, she patted me on the head and told me I’d be wonderful.

Since Megan then immediately swapped places with me to impale herself on my dick, I didn’t pay any further attention to her comment.

The following Monday, I ran into both Megan and Cassidy after the last bell rang. I went to greet my girlfriend but she just nodded to me as she huddled closely with her best friend. They whispered with their heads together while I followed with a puzzled expression on my face.

Coincidentally or not, Drew Walker and his basketball buddies were hanging out at the end of the hallway. I resolved to find a different route out of the school by tomorrow.

Drew saw Cassidy and immediately a predatory grin spread across his face. His eyes obviously roved up and down her body, no doubt recalling what she looked like naked. “So, how’s my favorite little ex-virgin?” Drew sneered as we passed.

I felt adrenaline pumping through me again, but Cassidy didn’t even blink. Still looking at Megan, she simply flipped Drew the bird and shook her head. “Whatever, pencil-dick.”

Drew stuttered and his boys started howling, “Ohhh!!!” The guys were then busy amusing themselves and slapping Drew on the back, and the three of us passed on unmolested.

Megan and Cassidy had the good sense to keep from giggling until we’d gotten a good distance away, and then nothing would stop them from celebrating their little moral victory.

Adding to my surprise was Brooke at our rendezvous point in front of the parking lot, holding hands with a skinny freshman with glasses who looked simply thrilled to be touching the bare skin of her fingers.

Megan and Cassidy gawked before stepping aside and then Brooke smiled at me. “Hi, Ben. I want you to meet Perry Anderson. Perry, this is my big brother, Ben.”

Tentatively, the kid reached a hand out, which I shook and squeezed down on a little harder than necessary, but not menacingly. “Ah, yes. You’re Emily’s little brother, aren’t you?”

He nodded. Emily was a nice girl and friends with Stephanie Vo, one of the girls I briefly dated Sophomore Year. “Pleased to meet you, Perry,” I said in a completely casual tone. “You should know that if you hurt my little sister, I WILL kill you.”

The poor kid gulped and looked ready to shit his pants. Brooke whined, “Ben!” But the grin on her face told me she wasn’t really that upset.

It had been an interesting Monday. If only I knew it was about to get even weirder.

I dropped Brooke off at home, warned her to keep out of trouble, and then drove away to Cassidy’s house. The front door was already unlocked and when I walked into the dining room, I found the girls’ backpacks, but not the girls themselves. Curious, I headed for the guest bedroom and got the shock of my life.

Megan had stripped her jeans and panties and was lying flat on her back across the bed, her fingers rubbing away at her naked pussy. This in and of itself wasn’t so strange. I’d found Megan this way once before and it led to a very enthusiastic sex session.

But that time, Cassidy had been in the dining room doing her homework. This time, Cassidy was right next to Megan, similarly naked below the waist and running her fingers over her pink pussy and trimmed patch that proved the carpet matched the drapes. My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped.

Flat on their backs, the girls didn’t see me right away and Megan was telling Cassidy, “And then he does this head-vibrating thing like he’s one of those paint shakers at the Home Depot. Ohh, it drives me NUTS.”

Cassidy was grinning and nodding when she saw me and then let out a surprised gasp.

Megan turned her head. “There you are! Get over here, boyfriend!”

“What’s going on?” I croaked, my eyes locked in on Cassidy’s red-haired snatch.

Megan chuckled. “You know how Cassidy was complaining that she’d never been eaten out before? Well, you’re going to change that today.”

Still shocked, I stammered, “W— wha—?”

“She’s scared, Ben. So I volunteered your services. You’re her friend. She trusts you not to hurt her. She trusts you not to push her too far. And you’ll be very good to her, won’t you Ben? Now come here. Gimme an orgasm and let’s show her how it’s done.”

My eyes were wide open and my mouth even wider. “Are you serious?”

Megan just spread her legs wider so that her left leg draped over Cassidy’s right. She reached down with her fingers and spread her labia to the sides. “Doesn’t it look like I’m serious?”

This time last year, Megan was a nervous, scared little girl afraid to let me touch her boobs from outside her shirt. Now, she was asking me to eat her out in front of her best friend. And from what I gathered, then eat out her best friend as well.

I wanted to stop and talk about this. I didn’t have all the facts and I certainly hadn’t been part of the decision-making process. But I was a horny 16-year-old. Briefly, an image of Dawn and Dayna lying side-by-side waiting for me to fuck them popped into my head. Well, it wasn’t like I hadn’t been in a situation like this before. So with my dick leading the way and controlling my brain, I decided to just go with the flow. “Okay…” I grinned and stepped forward, already removing my shirt.

Megan giggled and tossed me a pillow, which I frequently used as a kneeling pad. She hunched her body down to the edge the bed as I got into position. And then I pulled her legs over my shoulders while bending down and took my first lick at my girlfriend’s pretty pussy.

“Again!” Megan ordered and grabbed my head between her thighs while I grinned at her with my entire chin coated with feminine nectar.

“That’s already twice, Megan! Don’t wear him out!” Cassidy whined beside us, panting heavily while her fingers kept rubbing her own pussy.

Megan just whimpered for a few seconds and then finally released my head, rolling over and onto her side, curling into a fetal position as she recovered from her body-wracking orgasms.

Now freed, I took a deep breath and contemplated what I should tell Cassidy. We were about to engage in a very intimate act, literally going from brief kisses and outside-the-clothes pawing from over a year ago to putting my tongue inside her holiest of holies. I felt obligated to be honest with her about my intentions. She was my friend and I didn’t want to do anything that would mess up our friendship.

But Cassidy was too damn horny to wait.

She half-rolled her best friend out of the way, spread her legs to the sides and hooked her legs over my shoulders. “Do it Ben! Do it!”

I felt a flash of extra arousal shoot through me as my brain interpreted ‘Do it’ in a slightly different way. So with my mind visualizing my hard cock spearing through Cassidy’s strange and new pussy, I bent my head and popped my tongue into the pretty redheaded teen’s sopping wet twat and then licked my way up until I flicked my tongue against her clit.

She went nuts.

After ten minutes of rubbing herself and watching her best friend scream her way to two orgasms, Cassidy was more than ready. Her thighs tightened around my head, my hands gripping onto her shapely thighs, and I burrowed my face deeper into her red crotch. And all the while Cassidy could not shut up about how fantastic it all felt. “Ben! Ben! Eat me! Holy shit! Holy shit! It’s amazing! Eat me!”

Less than thirty seconds later, Cassidy shrieked and quivered with her first orally-stimulated orgasm. “Aaaaaaagggghhhh!”

My face was wet to begin with. Cassidy turned out to be a squirter, and she absolutely DRENCHED me.

It was incredible. The taste, the feeling, the screaming. With my cheeks being squeezed together by the naked thighs of a pretty girl I’d never touched this intimately before, and as she screamed her orgasmic delight, I felt myself completely taken over by lust. I groaned into Cassidy’s pussy and then I just started munching again.

I licked her. I sucked on her clit. I stabbed my tongue into her snatch. And I did my head-vibrating paint-shaker thing. And just as I felt Cassidy peaking once again, I popped a finger into her ass.

“Holy FUCK!” Cassidy wailed as she came, squirting honey all over my face again. And she clamped around me so tight that I couldn’t breathe anymore.

If her orgasm had lasted any longer, I might have actually suffocated. But fortunately, she relaxed her legs and I pried them apart, picking my head up to gasp for oxygen.

Cassidy was still flying high. Her eyes were wild and her chest was rising and falling with every deep breath. And with a look of pure lust on her face, she spread her legs to the sides and opened her arms to me with a come hither gesture.

And then she gasped, “Fuck me, Ben!”

YES. My vision sharpened and focused on the spread-wide redheaded teen before me, naked below the waist with a wet and open bare pussy. My sense of sound muted away until all I could hear was my own thudding heartbeat. And my lips pulled back in a hungry/happy grin.

I stood up and paused just long enough to snake my jeans and shorts down to my ankles, not even taking the time to drop them off my feet. And then I was on top of Cassidy with my cock in my fist while she gripped my shoulders and guided me over her.

Dimly, I heard Megan’s exclamation of ‘Ben!’ echo faintly, but then the tip of my cock was between Cassidy’s labia, and with a powerful thrust I pushed my way inside. Drew had been right. Cassidy was tight.

“Ungh!” I saw more than heard the grunt come from Cassidy’s mouth as I entered her and pushed until I hit rock bottom, my pelvis banging against her crotch. And then her lips turned from an ‘O’ into a smile and automatically my head dropped until I could taste her lips on my own.

Cassidy’s tongue snaked into my mouth and I suckled on it briefly before pulling both my head back and my hips. Cassidy’s hands moved down to grasp my biceps as I readied myself for the next plunge, and then there was no mistaking the wide smile on her face as I pumped my thick cock into her body once again.

“Oh, Ben!” I watched Cassidy mouth my name while her hand went to my cheek. She looked feverishly happy and fulfilled and I smiled radiantly back at her while my hips kept up their pistoning motion. Her emerald eyes sparkled as she stared at me, begging for more pleasure. So I slammed forward and then held my hips tight against her, rotating my hips to grind my pelvic bone over her clit. And I felt incredibly good seeing the pretty 16-year-old close her eyes and glow with the pleasurable feelings I was causing in her.

“Ohhh… Ben…” Cassidy’s mouth gaped while her eyelids fluttered rapidly. Her hands tightened around me and she bucked her hips up to try and pull me even deeper into her body. It was incredible. For someone who’d only had “bad” sex with a jerk and that not in over six months, Cassidy was quite the hot lay. “More Ben… Gimme more…”

And then it felt like there was a third hand on me. Cassidy’s left arm was still on my bicep while her right was cupping my shoulder blade. And on that same shoulder, I felt a tug back.

Dimly, I looked to the side and saw Megan staring at me with a horrified expression on her face, trying to pull me away. She was saying something but I was still so gone into my lust that my ears were still disconnected from my brain. And then I felt Cassidy begin to spasm beneath me, her pussy muscles pulsing so wonderfully around my cock that I ceased to care about anything except my own ejaculation.

Cassidy threw her head back, her mouth gaping open. Her back arched, and she was clearly in the throes of a powerful climax. I thrust twice more as my balls readied themselves to bursting, and then I felt a painful slap against my bare cheek.

“Oww!!!” I yelled and turned my head, and all of a sudden I could hear again. But my body was on automatic and I kept thrusting my way through Cassidy’s climax, her shrieking almost loud enough to drown out my own yell.

Megan was in front of me again with wild eyes. “SHE’S NOT ON THE PILL!” she screamed right into my face.

If I came, I might knock Cassidy up. My first instinctive thought was, ’AWESOME’. I could already picture a million tadpoles racing through my cock and flooding into Cassidy’s teenage womb in search of her egg. And with that thought, my balls compressed as my orgasm began.

Even with Megan trying to shove me out of her best friend, I stayed buried in the teenaged girl’s pussy. Cassidy was so far gone into her orgasm that she could care less about anything else, and her legs were firmly locked and crossed behind my ass, holding me deep inside her. And I had already passed beyond any semblance of self-control, having neither the willpower nor awareness to pull out.

I roared and my thick cock spat out a wad of semen straight into the back of Cassidy’s pussy, splattering her cervix and pushing forward into her womb. Her vaginal walls quivered with her own orgasm, the vibrations helping my sperm along and deeper into her body. My hips hunched, and then I blasted a second wave of sperm-laden cum into her uterus, feeling deliriously happy as I did so.

Only then did Cassidy’s legs give out and drop to the bed. Only then did my body go limp enough for Megan to shove at me with every ounce of her strength and finally push me back far enough for my dick to slip free of Cassidy’s vaginal tunnel. And while I groaned in the grip of climax and fell backward, my cock spit out another jet of cum that splashed harmlessly onto the bedspread between Cassidy’s legs. The rest of my load soon joined the first wad, dribbling out of me as I panted from the exertion.

“You IDIOT!” Megan shoved my shoulder again while I looked at her dumbly. She looked at the puddle of jizz on the bedspread and sighed with what looked like relief for a moment. But then her eyes moved to Cassidy’s crotch where she saw the obvious oozing of semen leaking out from between her best friend’s pussy lips. And seized with another bout of rage, my girlfriend turned and viciously slapped me once again.

“Oww!!!” I yelled and held my cheek, the pain snapping me out of my post-orgasmic bliss.

“Stupid! Stupid boys!” Megan ranted before leaning over Cassidy, who was dazed with her head lolling side-to-side. “Cassidy! Cass!” She lightly slapped her friend’s cheeks, trying to get her aware and focused. Her anger at me was momentarily tempered by her concern for her best friend.

At that point, I realized what I had done. I looked down at my limp member still coated with Cassidy’s juices, and a glob of white cum was oozing out of my tip. My eyes darted to Cassidy’s pussy, which by now had oozed out a lot more semen that ran down her crack and onto the bedspread. I groaned, “Oh, shit.”

Cassidy’s eyes finally focused and she offered a silly grin to her best friend. “Hi, Megan. That was wonderful…”

“Cassidy, I want you to listen to me very carefully,” Megan said in the tone of a concerned parent. Scarily, she sounded just like Mrs. Kwan. “Today is Monday, November 20. When was your last period? I can’t remember if it was two weeks or three.”

“Huh?”

“Focus, Cassidy. When was your last period?”

“Uh… I… I don’t know,” Cassidy said fuzzily, her eyebrows knitting together. “I circled it on my calendar.”

“Right,” Megan snapped her fingers and was off the bed in a flash, running bottomless out the door and down the hall.

I quickly moved to the bed with concern on my face. “Oh, Cassidy, I’m so sorry.”

Realization finally dawned on Cassidy’s face as she sat up and looked down between her own legs and saw my cum running out of her pussy. “Oh, SHIT! Ben! Did you cum in me?”

“I couldn’t help it,” I shook my head in apology.

“Ben!” Terror crossed the pretty redhead’s face.

Megan came back just then, sighing and leaning against the door. “I think you’re okay. You circled October 27. That’s 24 days ago, so I’m pretty sure you’re not fertile anymore.”

“Pretty sure?” Cassidy gaped. “Pretty sure? You’re not the one with five gallons of sperm leaking out of your unprotected womb!”

Megan sighed, “Well, you’re pretty regular. You’re due this Friday. Since school’s out for Thanksgiving, I’ll come over and stay with you. I’m sure it’ll be alright.” Megan was trying to put on a brave face for her friend as she moved over and sat down beside her friend.

“Yeah,” I latched onto the idea. “Maybe I should come hang out, too.”

“Go home, Ben,” Megan said in a harsh voice without looking at me.

“Megan…” I began.

“Go home. You’ve done enough for one day, don’t you think?” Her tone was bitter.

I opened my mouth to say something, but my jaw just hung there and no sound came out. Then I bit my lip and nodded. My jeans and boxers were still around my ankles, and I pulled them up and tucked myself away before fastening the jeans.

Then taking a deep breath, I stepped forward towards the girls.

Perhaps thinking I was going to try and kiss her goodbye, Megan just shied away from me. I didn’t blame her. I probably wasn’t even supposed to fuck Cassidy, just provide her first oral experience, which meant I’d just cheated on my girlfriend, and right in front of her, too.

But I couldn’t help but feel concerned for Cassidy and I went straight for her. Ignoring her nudity for the moment, I simply put my hands to her shoulders and then bent to softly kiss her forehead. She sighed when I did it, her tone fortunately not annoyed or upset. And then I turned away and left the bedroom.

I was shaking by the time I got to the front door.

I was on pins and needles for the rest of the evening. Brooke was able to easily evaluate the change in my mood from the time I dropped her off to the time I returned home, but I wasn’t volunteering any information and she wasn’t prying.

I was abnormally quiet at the dinner table. And when my mom asked what was bothering me I just told her I was having girl troubles. She nodded as if she understood, but I was pretty sure she had no clue. If she had known, I’d be getting the scolding of my life instead of quietly pushing my peas around my plate.

I didn’t get any sleep that night.

The next day both Megan and Cassidy avoided me. Kenny wanted to know what was going on when the girls had their lunch with Stephanie Vo and Emily Anderson around a different area. Elaine immediately assumed I’d done something to piss my girlfriend off, since the last time she herself went to eat lunch with the other friends was when Daniel had pissed her off.

The girls and I had no shared classes this quarter, but it was reported back to me that the girls weren’t talking to any of our friends, asking to be alone for a bit. Their girl friends gave them their space and the guys instinctively tiptoed around them as well. In fact, Megan and Cassidy had such a black cloud hanging over them that even Drew Walker just avoided the girls, not daring to invite their wrath.

I did get two rays of hope, however. When leaving the main quad, Megan passed behind me and I felt her trail her fingers across my back for a moment before she continued away without looking at me. And before the last period, I passed Cassidy in the hallway and she looked up at me with a small, hopeful smile. I smiled back, but when I stopped to say something, Cassidy just ducked her head and hurried along in the opposite direction.

I didn’t get any sleep that night, either.

I was surprised as hell on Wednesday afternoon when Cassidy met me outside my last period. I was also abundantly thankful. Tomorrow would be Thanksgiving and I was afraid I wouldn’t see the girls again until the following Monday because of the brief school vacation.

“Hi, Ben,” Cassidy said in a gentle voice with a little smile on her face.

“Cassidy, hey,” I replied once I got my tongue untied.

“Can I talk to you for a sec?”

“Of course!” I glanced around and started heading towards a quiet alcove. It wouldn’t be private but we’d be out of the general traffic.

Once we got there, she took a deep breath and then gave me another small smile. “You were wonderful on Monday.”

I blushed with pride but then winced at the memory of how things ended. “Cassidy, I can’t tell you how sorry I am. Everything just got so crazy and I lost my head and—”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she shushed me and put her hand on me. “I mean, I THINK it’s going to be okay. Megan and I went and did a lot more intense research on it and while it’s statistically possible to get pregnant from having sex at 24 days, it’s REALLY, REALLY not supposed to happen that way. I dunno if I’m totally in the clear. It’s just that the research reassures me and I’m convinced we’re alright.”

I sighed. I knew some basics but I really didn’t know that much. I just figured that if a girl wasn’t on the pill, I could knock her up at any time. At least, that was what my parents had warned me.

“Besides,” Cassidy continued. “It’s still partially my fault. We weren’t supposed to have sex that day, but I distinctly remember begging you to fuck me. Like you said, everything got so crazy. I never imagined how horny I’d get when you were going down on me.” Cassidy’s green eyes lit up with wonder. “It was the most INCREDIBLE experience of my life, Ben. I take back everything bad I said about sex. You were THAT good.”

I winced and smiled at the same time. I was happy with the praise but I barely remembered the sex, clouded with the fog of my panic as it was.

“Anyways, I can’t keep you long. Megan doesn’t want either of us to see you or talk to you until my period comes and we know we’re safe. And she’s still really mad at you for having sex with me. Well, she’s mad at me too, saying you’re just a guy and you couldn’t help it when I told you to fuck me. But I couldn’t let you go on like this. You’ve looked like somebody shot your best friend or something these past couple of days. But you should know I’ll be fine.”

“We still don’t know that, Cassidy,” I said in a worried tone.

“I’ll be fine,” she reassured me. “You’ll see.”

Cassidy blushed and then giggled. “And if I’m not, you’ll just have to marry me!”

My eyes went wide in shock, but Cassidy just bounced away, laughing as she turned to walk off. She was already pulling her headphones up and bouncing to the music only she could hear.

I just stared after the happy Irish lass, her copper hair brilliant in the afternoon sunlight. For a brief moment, she looked so radiantly beautiful that I felt my knees go weak. I always liked Cassidy and for that moment, I thought that it might be really nice being married to her. The way she was facing her own possible teenage pregnancy and could still be cheery just amazed me. I didn’t understand it at all.

Then again, they say a pregnant woman glows. Could that be why she looked so radiant?

Once again scared shitless, I turned and walked towards my locker, my feet heavily dragging with every step.

“Are you alright, Ben?” My mom stood in the doorway to my bedroom, looking at me lying in my bed with a book in my hands. On any other Friday, I’d be out on a date with Megan. But on this Friday, I was just lying here, staring at the phone and waiting for the girls to call.

They HAD to call tonight. A non-call could only mean that Cassidy’s period didn’t come.

“I’m fine, Mom.”

“You sure? You look a little pale.”

“I’m just overstuffed. Too much turkey.” I’d gorged myself on last night’s Thanksgiving Dinner. Hey, I was still a growing boy. And then of course today’s meals were entirely made up of turkey leftovers.

“If you say so.” My mom nodded and started backing out of the room, closing the door behind her. “By the way Ben, your book is upside-down.”

My eyebrows jumped and I looked at the book to find that yes, it was upside-down. I glanced up just in time to see my mom’s smirk before the door closed.

I sighed.

Please call…

I’d nearly fallen asleep when the phone rang. Scrambling, I managed to knock my clock off the nightstand before I grabbed the line while yelling to the rest of the house, “I GOT IT!”

“Hello?” I said breathlessly.

“It’s me,” came back Megan’s voice. “Cassidy’s period came. You’re off the hook.”

My exhalation was so loud it nearly deafened me as I heard the blowing noise feedback through the phone’s earpiece. I then quickly gathered my wits. “Can I come over?”

“No, Ben. Cassidy’s parents are home. We’ll talk to you Monday.”

“Okay, I—”

[click]

She’d hung up. My girlfriend had hung up on me. I wasn’t out of the woods yet.

I couldn’t get to Cassidy’s house fast enough. Brooke had to yell at me to drive slower because she didn’t want to die on the drive home after school on Monday. But the instant I dropped her off, I peeled out and left rubber marks on the street in front of our house.

The girls had played their avoidance game for another day. I had some hope at school when Megan gave me a weak smile and Cassidy gave me a warmer one, but the fact that they were still avoiding me did not bode well. Kenny had the nerve to ask if Megan was available now and I nearly punched him in the teeth.

Both girls were in the living room when I arrived. They were fully dressed and I was under the distinct impression that the bedroom would not be used on this particular visit.

Megan looked at me coldly, and I dared not approach her just yet. But then I saw Cassidy and saw the radiant look on her face. I don’t think a girl was ever more happy to have her period. Without thinking, I quickly went over to her but then Megan’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Sit down, Ben,” Megan said in a calm voice.

Nervously, I sat and looked at the girls, warily reading for any hints of their moods. Megan was giving me mixed signals that didn’t help me at all. But Cassidy’s smile was warm and genuine. “You’re okay?” I asked the redhead.

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

I could help but sigh in relief. But there was still a dark cloud hanging over us, and I turned my gaze to my girlfriend.

Megan was clearly in charge of this little discussion, and both Cassidy and I waited for her to begin. My girlfriend collected her thoughts and then took a deep breath. And in a stern tone, she said, “Just to have everything out in the open, I’m not mad at you anymore, Ben. But I am very disappointed. I thought you were different, but it turns out you’re just a guy like everyone else.”

I winced and tried to will my apology through my eyes as I looked at Megan. But she just continued in her hurt voice. “’Guys just want sex.’ My mom told me. My friends told me. But I thought you were the nice guy. I thought you had the control to accept what we offered and not push anything further.”

I closed my eyes and hung my head at the verbal lashing. I knew I wasn’t really a nice guy. I just played one. I was really as horny as every other 16-year-old, with the possible exception of Kenny.

“You weren’t supposed to have sex with Cassidy, Ben,” Megan stated what I’d already assumed. “You CERTAINLY weren’t supposed to cum in her. But you couldn’t control yourself, and that makes me worry. What else can you not control? If a pretty girl throws herself at you in the future, can you be loyal to me?”

I thought Megan was asking a rhetorical question, continuing on with her sermon. But then she just stared at me and cocked her head as if expecting an answer. Belatedly, I cleared my throat and took a deep breath. “Uh… well… honestly, I don’t know. I’d like to think so, but until I’m in that situation, I don’t know how I’d react.”

“You WERE in that situation, Ben,” Megan said coldly. “And you FUCKED her.”

“That’s a totally different situation!” I protested. “YOU invited Cassidy into the bedroom with us. You had her pussy wide open and you told me to eat her. Once we got started, I just lost my head. When she asked me to fuck her, how was I supposed to say no?”

“By saying ‘no’,” Megan said condescendingly. “Or at least looking to me to ask for permission or something.”

I had no answer to that. And Cassidy simply looked at us as an observer.

Megan looked up and closed her eyes, looking on the verge of tears. “Ben… Ben… I think I still love you… I just don’t know if I can ever trust you again.”

She did burst into tears just then, and instinctively I got up and went to sit beside her, wrapping her up in a hug. Sympathizing with her best friend, Cassidy also slid over and wrapped her arms around Megan, concern etched on her own face.

“It’s my own damn fault,” Megan moaned. “I created the fucked-up situation.”

“No, it’s not your fault,” Cassidy whispered and stroked Megan’s hair. “It’s my fault. You only did what you did because you were my friend and I asked for it. And then I was the one who demanded that he fuck me. It’s my fault.”

“It’s MY fault,” I insisted. “I should have had better self-control.”

And together, the three of us held each other, shuddering with our emotions. Megan was crying. Cassidy was fighting back her own tears. And I was being torn apart inside from my own guilt.

“I love you, Ben,” Megan pleaded.

“I love you, too,” I husked, meaning it with both affection and apology. I still wasn’t sure if I felt the same way for her as I had with Dawn, but Megan needed to hear it. Somehow, along the way, I HAD grown to deeply care about my girlfriend.

“Ben…” Cassidy whimpered. “I’m in love with you, too.”

What? Megan went rigid, and I tensed up in shock as well.

Cassidy whimpered for a few more seconds before she realized what she’d just said, and then in horror she quickly backed away across the couch. “Oh, Megan! Megan… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… Well… oh, SHIT.”

But rather than look angry, Megan canted her head in wonder. “Cass…”

Cassidy went silent and reflexively, I tightened my grip around my girlfriend. Megan let me hold her but her tears stopped as she sat up straight and fixed her gaze on her best friend. “Say that again?” Megan queried.

“Oh, Megan, I–I— uh, oh, shit.” Cassidy’s head was jerking around spastically and her hands were fluttering all over the place as if she couldn’t stay still if her life depended on it. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I never meant to say anything. I know he’s your boyfriend and I would NEVER try to steal him. But I couldn’t help it! I can’t control the way I feel. I’m in love with him. I–I-… uh, oh, shit.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Megan moved out of my grasp and went forward, taking Cassidy’s hands into her own and staring straight into the eyes of her best friend. “Slow down. Slow down. Take a deep breath.”

With wild green eyes, Cassidy’s jaw kept waggling up and down for a couple of seconds before she managed to calm herself. She took several deep breaths and stared at where Megan was holding her hands.

Cassidy finally managed to calm herself and she looked at her best friend with imploring eyes. “I can’t help it, Megan. I don’t know when it started exactly, but I’m in love with him. Whenever he talks to me at school or even here, he makes butterflies in my stomach. When I dream about dancing with a boy at Prom, I’m picturing Ben. And when I’m masturbating and listening to you two having sex, I’m fantasizing that it’s ME beneath him. You have no idea how much of a dream come true it was for me last Monday, even with the whole pregnancy scare. It was worth it. Because for one afternoon, I finally got to have him.”

Megan looked confused. “What? How?”

“It all started when Drew dumped me for the second time last spring. I finally realized how much of an asshole he was for just using me for sex and ignoring me the rest of the time. Once he had another girl he thought was hotter than me, he dropped me. And that got me thinking about all our dates where he pushed and pushed and groped and guilt-tripped me into doing everything for him. And then I was thinking about Ben and how sweet he was and how he never pushed me to do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. Ben was such a nice guy and a great friend and as he was growing, he was starting to get really, really handsome. But just when I started thinking about asking him to go out with me again, you and he were flirting and getting really close and the next thing I knew, you two were an item.”

“Yeah…” Megan sighed happily as she thought back on the previous spring when she and I got together.

“And then you just HAD to tell me every little detail of your relationship. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to know; but the more you told me, the hornier I got and also the more jealous I got. Ben treated you so much better than Drew ever treated me. He didn’t push you to have sex when you weren’t ready and even declined when you offered and he realized you were still scared. He always made sure that you came before he did. And he cuddled with you afterwards instead of just rolling off like he was just done using you.” Cassidy swooned blissfully.

Megan reached back and pulled me to her, hugging my arm tightly around her waist while still holding onto Cassidy with her other hand.

“I was sooo jealous of you, Megan,” Cassidy continued. “I knew I wanted someone like that for me. I wanted someone like Ben. I just couldn’t find another guy like him which was why I never dated. I had this ideal in my head that no boy ever matched. And then somewhere along the line, I realized that I didn’t just want someone like Ben. I wanted BEN.”

Cassidy took a deep breath and smiled wistfully. “I’d HAD him. I’d had Ben first. But I made the biggest mistake of my life and I dumped him for fucking-dickwad-Drew Walker. And I’ve spent the last six months kicking myself for that mistake. Look Megan, you’re my very best friend in the whole world. I’d never intentionally do anything to hurt you and I certainly never wanted to do anything to make you and Ben break up. But last Monday was the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me. And I can’t regret it.”

Cassidy pinched her lips together and looked both hopeful and frightened. Her emerald eyes sparkled and wavered back and forth across Megan’s face, searching for some non-verbal sign of her best friend’s reaction.

Megan exhaled slowly and then turned to look at me, biting her lower lip. Then she turned back to Cassidy, blinking several times while the wheels in her brain were clearly turning. And then exhaling again, she looked up at Cassidy and asked, “If you had the chance, would you have sex with Ben again?”

Cassidy blinked twice before looking at me and then back to Megan. “In a heartbeat,” she answered.

“Even though he’s my boyfriend?”

“Megan, I told you I’d never do anything to hurt you on purpose. I won’t have sex with him. I won’t do anything to steal him from you. I couldn’t live with myself. And if you order me to never touch him again while you two are still together, I won’t.” Cassidy paused and breathed. “But you said if I had the chance… so yeah, if given the chance, I’d fuck him in a heartbeat. And if you ever do break up with Ben, I’m going to be ALL over him.”

Megan took a few more deep breaths and then she slowly stood up. Then after glancing upwards for a second, she looked down on us and then reached out with both her hands.

“Come on.”

“Come on where?” Cassidy asked first. I stayed silent.

“To the bedroom.”

“Huh?” Cassidy and I both grunted at the same time, clearly not understanding.

“We’re all going to have sex. Right now,” Megan stated firmly and then looked to her friend. “You’re in the middle of your period, so you don’t have to if you don’t want to. But we can get a condom and put a towel on the bed also. Elaine said she did that every now and again when she was too horny to resist.”

“Wait, what?” My brain was confused, but my dick had already started to harden at the prospect.

“I love you both.” Megan smiled at the redhead. “Cassidy, you’re my best friend and I couldn’t bear to keep you from what makes you happy. If you really want Ben, I… I think I can share him. I made that decision when I invited you into the bedroom in the first place. I kinda knew you two might eventually have sex once I got him eating you out. Now this is just the result of that decision. I don’t know yet how the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing is going to work out, but we can talk about that later.”

Megan took a deep breath and then looked at me a little more harshly. “Now YOU, Mister Walking Hormone. I still love you, Ben. But I’m also still afraid I can’t trust you. But this is the best situation you’re gonna get. You’ve got two hot babes who are in love with you and want to fuck your brains out. And we’re gonna do our best to keep your balls drained so that Mr. Happy has no need to lead you astray. But so help me, if one of us catches you so much as THINKING about sticking your dick into someone else, I swear I will cut it OFF! Do you hear me?”

I whimpered, “Even THINKING?”

Megan chuckled at the obvious panic on my face. “Well, maybe not ‘thinking’. You’re just a guy. But seriously, you cheat on us and it’s OVER. Got it? Any other boy at school would be happy to have two girlfriends.”

She reached down and patted my cock, which had slightly deflated at the thought of being violently disconnected from the rest of my body. “There, there,” Megan said soothingly while she rubbed my prick. “I’d never really hurt you, big fella. I almost love you more than the rest of Big Ben here.”

Cassidy giggled at the thought. “I’m gonna run to my room to get some condoms. But other than that, what are we waiting for?”

By the time Cassidy joined us, Megan had just about worked me out of my shock with an array of kisses, caresses, and repeat use of the phrase, “I love you, Ben.”

She’d also gotten my shirt off and was yanking down my jeans when Cassidy knelt on the bed beside Megan and shyly asked, “Can you… can you teach me?”

Megan had worked my jeans and shorts down to my ankles while I lay flat across the bed, so my erection was waving upright and curving back towards my stomach. Cassidy couldn’t take her eyes off the seven-and-a-half inch column of manflesh, but Megan turned to look at her friend. “Teach you?”

Cassidy blushed and her eyes tightened. “Drew said I couldn’t suck dick to save my life. I… I want to be better.”

Megan grinned, and I soon had no reason for complaint either. Feeling two tongues licking my cock at the same time will forever be a highlight of my sexual life, as Megan worked one side while Cassidy mirrored her on the other side. Getting passed back and forth from one hot teen mouth to the next was pretty damn cool as well.

And I’ll always remember Cassidy’s bright green eyes staring at me to soak in the happy expression on my face. I found that when I smiled, she sucked me even harder.

But then Megan couldn’t wait any longer. She promised Cassidy they’d have many more opportunities to practice their blowjob techniques, but for now, she really needed her boyfriend to fuck her. After all, she hadn’t gotten laid in OVER a week, dating back to the Friday night before our fateful Monday encounter.

So stripping naked and rolling onto her back, my girlfriend spread her legs and beckoned me to mount her, and as I heard Megan’s satisfied sigh while my meat filled her tight pussy, I finally started to believe everything would be alright in the end. My worries and panic over the potential death of my relationship had melted away.

Soon, I had my girlfriend chanting her familiar, “Oh, yeah… oh, yeah…”

Megan’s voice was joined by Cassidy’s, who had also gotten herself naked and was masturbating beside us. The redheaded teen grinned at us and enthused, “After months of listening to you two, I FINALLY get to watch you fuck.”

I glanced over and ogled Cassidy’s larger breasts, which hung and swayed enticingly while she frigged herself and held herself up on one elbow. Meanwhile her hard nipples, flushed dark during her period, were just begging to be sucked. So I motioned the redhead to me, and she went positively nuts when I slurped her breasts between my lips.

“Oh, Ben! Suck me! Suck my boobs!” Cassidy crooned. And then I was hearing her shriek again as she orgasmed from the dual stimulation of her fingers in her crotch and my tongue on her tits.

After a couple minutes, Megan wanted my focus back on her so she pulled my head around so that we could kiss and swap spit while I piledrived my dick into her compliant body. And shortly after that, my girlfriend tensed up and came, her moaning and groaning music to my ears.

I wasn’t far behind. I started grunting as I felt my control slipping away. Megan’s eyes lit up as she realized I was about to pop. But before I blew, Cassidy was beside her, pleading, “Can I have it? I need him to cum in my mouth. Please?”

Megan giggled. “He’s covered in my pussy juice, Cass.”

“I don’t care,” Cassidy quickly answered. “I need to taste him.”

I didn’t care either. At this point, I just wanted to CUM.

Megan nodded her approval, and Cassidy quickly moved her head next to my pounding hips. I thrust three more times into my girlfriend’s snatch, and then as I felt the tension in my balls come to a head, I yanked my cock out and twisted around to aim it towards the redhead teen.

Cassidy was quick to suck me into her mouth, hoovering me powerfully. And then I felt myself let go as I poured out a river of semen down her throat, the volume and force causing her to gag after the first shot and then she was coughing as emptied out the rest of my cum all over her face.

I sprayed the bridge of her nose and painted one of her eyelids shut. The rest splattered over her cheek and started dripping off her chin. Cassidy pulled her head back in absolute shock, with a gaping mouth and one eye wide open while she pinched the other shut and tried to rub my jizz off her eyelid.

Megan was laughing as she saw her friend coated in my jism. “Same thing happened to me my first time with Ben. We’ll definitely have to practice that part.”

Recovered after her momentary surprise, Cassidy then tasted me experimentally and even scooped some more off her chin to pop into her mouth. “Still salty. But not as disgusting as I remember. I think you simply taste better than Drew.” Then Cassidy bent to take the towel she’d brought and used it to help wipe up her face.

Megan giggled again. “That’s not the only thing he’s better about. Kiss her Ben.”

Cassidy lit up, just about done wiping all my jism off her face. I remembered Megan telling me that Drew would never kiss her after he’d cum in her mouth. So I leaned forward and tenderly planted my lips on Cassidy, reveling in the electric sparks shooting through me and casually ignoring the salty flavor. The happy moan Cassidy let out was more than enough compensation for my mild aversion to my own cum.

I had just finished fucking one cute 16-year-old babe and I knew that soon I would be banging another, right after having cum in her mouth and on her face. Feeling inordinately proud of myself, I was floating on a high and grinned. Anything was possible now. So recalling back to the last time I was with two beautiful teenaged babes, my eyes lit up and I looked at Megan. “Why don’t you kiss her?”

Megan chuckled and looked at me like a horn had grown out of my forehead. “We’re not lezzies, Ben.”

Chagrined, I just shrugged. “Sorry. It would be HOT, though.”

Megan arched an eyebrow and looked over at Cassidy, who shrugged. Then tentatively, the girls moved towards each other, tilting their heads to the sides and puckering up.

Their kiss was awkward and a little uncomfortable for both of them. It was really just a peck and then they both backed away, Megan saying, “Nuh-uh” and Cassidy agreeing, “Nope. Not sexy.”

The extra stirring in my cock would disagree, but I held my hands up. “Hey, no big deal. No pressure, no pushing, right?”

Megan looked down at my cock, which had gotten half-hard despite the lack of passion in their kiss. She rolled her eyes, “Men…” But there was no heat in her voice, and there were certainly no recriminations as my girlfriend then bent over and began to revive me in her mouth.

Soon I was hard again and this time, Cassidy was moving in to roll a condom over my erection. My face kind of wriggled around as I felt her putting it on me, and Megan took note of my expression.

“Feel weird?”

I shrugged. “Yeah. I’ve never used a condom before.”

Megan chuckled and then looked as if she wanted to ask a question, but then shook her head. “Never mind. I don’t want to know.”

I arched an eyebrow, but then Cassidy finished with her task and started jacking me in her hand. She got a twinkle in her emerald eyes and glanced over at Megan. “I want to be on top this time. But I want to see him eating you, too.”

Megan’s eyes lit up. “Threesome!”

Cassidy giggled. “I think we’re ALREADY having a threesome.”

My eyes lit up, too. And then the girls were pushing and pulling at me to move me into position, quickly flattening me on my back while Cassidy straddled my hips and held my condom-covered cock upright.

I groaned as the redhead impaled herself on me. Even though she was taller and bigger than Megan, damn this girl was tight! But when she started up her fucking motions, even with the narrow constriction of her pussy, I knew I could last a good long while. For one, I’d cum just recently and subsequent fuckings always lasted longer. And secondly, the thin layer of latex did a lot more to deaden the sensations than I’d thought. While Cassidy’s pussy was certainly pleasurable, it was a pleasure I could easily tolerate and I was able to thrust my hips into her with vigor and without worrying at all about prematurely busting my nut.

But I could only do this for so long. Megan went to complete her end of the triple by straddling my face. Cassidy had to correct her and get Megan to turn around and face back the other way so that she could see her best friend’s pussy getting munched. And I soon found that from this angle, I could not only nibble on Megan’s clit and thrust my tongue inside her, I got a dirty idea and ran my tongue up to Megan’s asshole as well.

Megan squealed when I rimmed her and promptly had me do it again. And the third time I ran my tongue around her anus, Cassidy got to see her best friend tip over into orgasm right in front of her face.

“Oh, Ben! Fuck, you’re making me cum! I’m cumming on your face! Watch me Cassidy! Watch me CUM!”

Megan’s orgasm seemed to trigger Cassidy’s, because a second later, Cassidy stopped humping my rod and I felt her tight pussy squeeze around me while she wailed, “I’m cumming, too! I’m cumming, too!”

I grinned. My tongue wasn’t tired yet and with the condom, I was far from finished. Megan toppled off me and I picked up Cassidy, pushing her onto her back and then re-entering her pussy with a powerful thrust.

“More Ben! Gimme more!” the redheaded teen cried. “I love this! I love you!”

So I gave her more. More and more and more. I thrust and pounded while my girlfriend’s best friend drummed her heels against my back and pounded my chest while urgently fucking herself up at me. And even with the condom, pleasurable sensations got through enough to tip me over my edge. “I’m cumming, Cass! I’m cumming in you!”

“YES!!!” Cassidy came one more time before I arched my back and filled the condom with all my sperm. She clawed at me, bucking and whimpering while I jerked my hips over and again, spurting out more and more jizz.

When we were done, I pulled out and pulled off the condom myself, twisting it up and tossing it into the trash. Then I moved in between the girls on the bed. Settling onto my back, I grinned as Megan slid into the crook of my right arm and pillowed her head on my shoulder. On the other side, Cassidy cuddled in on my left side, resting her cheek against my chest.

“I love you, Ben,” Megan said with the same passion and energy she’d expressed when we first had sex, way back during her birthday party.

“I love you, Ben,” Cassidy added with the thrill of new passion and happiness in her voice.

“I love this!” I enthused.