As I pulled up, I could see our townâs poor excuse of âOfficer Friendlyâ talking quite heatedly with Jamie, and her most recent paramour, Janessa. Janessa was in one of my classes, and because she was repeating the eighth grade, she was older than the rest of the kids. She lived near the very end of our street, quite literally âon the other side of the tracksâ. Forever in some sort of trouble, this fourteen-year-old, black teenager was an omnipresent fixture on the schoolâs disciplinary list. She had most-recently been suspended for smoking pot in the girlâs locker room, and was now on probation with the school. One more infraction, of any sort, and she would be expelled.As I climbed out of my car, I caught sight of third girl, Luanne, who like Janessa, was one of my eighth grade students. Although she was just 13, Luanne was a flushed-out, well-developed girl who had quite the reputation as a âparty girlâ at the middle school. Being from one of the most prominent families in town, she was afforded the luxury of having one of the finest wardrobes of any of my students. With long blond hair, and carefully applied makeup, she was a constant topic of conversation in the teacherâs lounge, with lewd comments being made about her being seen making out with this girl, or that boy. Luanne was hiding inside the back porch, peering out of the window and watching her two friends getting reamed out by the cop. âOfficer Friendlyâ noticed me and stopped his obvious intimidation of the two girls. âWhat seems to be the problem, Officer?ââWell, we got a call about an unregistered motor vehicle cruising the neighborhood. I was dispatched to check it out, and I found these two sitting in this car here. It matches the description, and so I stopped to check it out. Neither of these two has a license, and...â He stopped to look as his notes. He continued, never looking up from the scribblings in his tired little notebook. ââŠand Janessa here says that the carâs her momâs and that Mr. Dugan had given her permission to park it in his driveway until she found a buyer for it. Guess sheâs got a new one, and is going to sell it.âI looked at my young neighbor. âJamie, is that true?â âUm⊠yeah, FT. My dad said it was okay.â She was shifting from one foot to the other, and I could tell she was lying.âWell, Officer. Iâm JDâs next door neighbor, and these two girls are students of mine.âThe cop looked at me. It was obvious that he was struggling with the paperwork and ensuing hassles of writing the kids up. âOh, yeah. My son Billyâs in one of your classes. Says youâre a petty good guy when it comes to getting along with the kids.â My mind raced. Billy? Oh, yeah, the snot-nosed little shit who had made fun of Trisha in front of the other kids during an ill-fated game of âDareâ. âI try. Is there anything I can do to help get to the bottom of this?ââWell, as I was telling Jamie here, I think the best thing is for my people to get a hold of her father, and maybe have him and Janessaâs mother come down to the station. Then me, and him and her, can find out if these kids are telling the truth.â This cop was a classic example of the fact that it didnât take an educated man to become a public servant. Proper English didnât matter when it came to writing out summonses and ordering donuts.âI see.â Looking at Jamie, I could see the panic on her face, and Janessa wasnât fairing any better. JD would quite literally blister his daughterâs ass and ground her for at least on month. JD was strict as hell with Jamie. With her flirting with flunking her freshman year, trouble with cops would undoubtedly make him go ballistic. Beyond that, my occasional conversations with Jamie had indicated that Janessaâs mother wasnât exactly pleased with the longtime friendship between JDâs kid and hers, and was looking for any excuse to permanently ban them from seeing each other. With young teenage girls who had grown up together, that possibility was a threat akin to torture. âWell, Officer, might I propose something that may make your job a little easier?â His face lost its look of âdonât-mess-with-me-I-carry-a-gunâ that he was using to intimidate the kids. âWhatcha got in mind?ââWell, I was wondering if you would consider letting me get to the bottom of this? After all, Mr. Dugan is my neighbor, and your two young suspects are both students of mine. As such, I obviously know their parents, and if there is anything to these possible allegations, we should be able to arrive at an acceptable disposition of the matter, and if it is true, appropriate punishment.â I could see a flood of relief wash across the two girls faces, replaced by the barest glimmers of hope. âBesides, Officer, I realize the amount of paperwork that would be involved for you. A real hassle, especially considering that weâre not sure exactly what did transpire here.ââWellâŠâ He was doing a quick flatfoot tap-dance, and I could see that he didnât relish the idea of writing out all those reports, assuming he could even write. âBesides, as your son Billy can attest, Iâm no slouch when it comes to maintaining discipline. Seems to me that Iâve had him in detention more than once.ââYeah. Heâs got a bit of a mouth on him.â He paused for a moment, and shrugged. âIâll tellâyer what. Check out these two perpsâ⊠ah, kidsâ stories, and iffen thereâs something I oughta get involved in, call me at the station. Meanwhile, Iâll just tuck these complaints away.âThe girls were sneaking glances back and forth, and I could see Luanne still peeking through the storm windows of the porch. âThank you, Officer. Iâll make sure that I talk with Mr. Dugan, and Iâll follow up with Janessaâs mother to confirm the story. I will let you know what I discover.âThe cop nodded, and turned toward his cruiser. I called after him. âMake sure to remind Billy that he still has last weekâs homework to turn in.â (Score one for Trisha!). âHeâs getting a little sloppy about that.ââOh, is he! Well weâll see about that!â He gave me one of those silly half-salutes that guys in uniform think make them look official, and climbed into the cruiser. Flicking off the blue lights, he pulled out of the drive and headed down the street.As Officer Friendly turned the corner, the girls began to high-five each other in celebration. âThanks, FT! I thought my ass was grass.â With that, Janessa jumped up against me, giving me a quick hug. She was wearing low rider khakis, and a tight little tank top with straps. As her body quickly bounced against me, I reflexively reached out to keep her from falling backward. As I did, my hand slid down the small of her back and I quickly cupped her butt. Just as quickly, she broke the hug and turned to Jamie. âFT is so-o-o cool!âJamie looked sheepishly at me. âYeah, dude. That was awesome. My old man woulda been ripped.âStill rather pumped up by the afternoonâs events, I was feeling rather clever and powerful. My newly discovered hunter/prey instincts kicked in. âNot so fast, ladies! I wouldnât be thanking me yet. Thereâs obviously something going on here, and because the police are involved, it could still get really serious.â The kidâs faces lost their grins so quickly that it was almost a slapstick comedy double-take. âGirls, I think we had better go inside. First of all, the three of you are in enough trouble, without the rest of the neighborhood getting involved. You know how they are. Theyâd rat you out to your parents in a heartbeat.â Their panic was palpable. âCome on. Inside with you, and weâll have a talk.âThe two sullenly turned around and headed up the back stairs. Luanne came bursting through the screen door. She was wearing a nicely tailored, white velvet jumpsuit with the zipper worn low enough to show cleavage. As she jumped up and down, I could make out a little lace trimming her black bra. I wondered if she was rearing matching panties. âMan, I thought it was all over. Fucking cops and everything! Jeez, FT. Whatcha say to that cop? I mean, he was like ready to bust us!ââYour two partners in crime can explain it all to you later. Right now, I think the three of you had better stop your little celebration and tell me what in Godâs name is going on.â We entered the porch, which JD had recently spent a lot of time and money on. It was nicely appointed with leather-padded chairs and a couch, a decent sound system and a large, six-person hot tub. âHave a seat girls, and Jamie, you tell me what happened.âThe girls all took seats, and I opted to stand, languishing against the hot tub. âWeâll, FT, itâs like this. Luanne was gonna stay over Janessaâs tonight. Her old lady was going out, and besides, she donât even know when Luanneâs home or not. Anyways, me and Janessa and Luanne are hanging out, and Luanne says sheâs got some CDs that she want to get from her house. Me and Janessa are like âhey, we ainât gonna walk over thereâ, and Janessa says âI know where my momâs keys to the bomb areâ, and weâre like âcool, letâs do itâ. So weâre cruisinâ around the neighborhood, you know, like staying off Main Street until Janessa gets the hang of it and then we see this cop so we pull in my driveway. Luanne is freaking and jumps out and runs inside, and me and Janessa are like getting out of the car when the cop pulls in. Thatâs when you came by.â âI see.â JD and Janessaâs mom both worked at the mill. Obviously, they were doing set-up, working the 4 to midnight shift. JD was one of the millâs managers, while Janessa mom worked maintenance. The âdo you know where your kids areâ public service announcement flashed through my mind. I slowly looked at the 13, 18 and 18 year-old girls. âYou know, you guys are in a lot of trouble.â They all nodded, looks of resignation and impending doom drawn over their faces. âBesides that, Iâm now in a tough place. I promised the officer that I would get to the bottom of this, and that I would talk with each of your parents.âI was interrupted by a cacophony of âPlease, FTâŠ. you canât do that, FT⊠donât tell my Dad⊠you gotta help meâŠâ. I continued:âJamie, your Dad is one of my best friends. He trusts me, and expects me to watch out for you. Heâd expect me to tell him everything.â She started to protest, but I put up my hand and just shook my head. âI donât want to hear it, young lady. Youâve put me in a really terrible spot.â The crew-cut topped girl just stared at the floor. She was truly scared. Like me, she knew that her father would beat the living daylights out of her.âAnd Janessa, youâre already in a lot of trouble. If the cops pursue this thing, you could get busted for stealing a car, driving without a license, driving to endanger, and if Iâm not mistaken, youâre probably âholdingâ. Weâre talking some serious jail time, not just getting suspended from school.â The fire had gone out of this young, chocolate maven. I looked at Luanne. The thirteen-year-old was looking back and forth at her two older friends. âAnd you, young lady. I know your parents fairly well. If your mother gets wind of this, youâre out the door. No money, no fancy clothes⊠nothing! Any idea of moving in with either of these two is shot. Neither JD, nor Janessaâs mom, would let you move in after this.â Luanne wouldnât look at me. She was nervously fiddling with the zipper of her jumpsuit. As she worked it up and down, I kept getting glimpses of her ample, young breasts. Despite the fact that she was the youngest of the three, she was the most developed.I let the silence work on them. Janessa was biting her lower lip with her screaming white teeth. Luanne kept working her zipper, while Jamie was rocking back and forth in her chair. âI donât know what to do, girls. I really donât. Iâve promised the police, and you all know what your parents expect of me." Time for another, pregnant pause.Jamie finally spoke up. âPlease, FT. Thereâs gotta be something you can do.â Her partners in crime chimed in, âYeah, FT. Thereâs gotta be something.â âI donât know, Jamie. I really donât want to jeopardize my friendship with your dad. Besides, why should I? You guys know what you did was wrong, yet you did it anyway. You didnât seem to care then, but now that youâre caught, you want me to not only break the rules for you, but to lie to the police.âAll three girls were truly panicked, now. Luanne was beginning to well up with tears, and Janessa seemed to be as pale as her two friends. With barely a whisper, Jamie pleaded, âPlease FT. Thereâs gotta be a way you can help us.âLuanne chimed in, âYeah, please FT. I donât want to get kicked out.ââI donât wanna go ta jail.â Janessa was crying now. I let them stew for few moments, and then spoke up. Time to bait the hook. âI really want to help, girls. But why should I compromise my beliefs? Why should I lie to the police? Or, JD? Why shouldnât I be a good friend, and teacher and neighbor? Why shouldnât I do whatâs right?â The three girls were truly beaten down. They were looking back and forth, shrugging and shaking their heads. âWell, ladies. Please tell me. Whatâs in it for me? Why should I go against everything I believe in?ââPlease, FT. You gotta help us.â Jamie, the oldest, was speaking. âThereâs gotta be something we can do to make you help us. PleaseâŠ?âTime to work the bait. âLike what? Youâre really asking a lot from me.âImpetuously, the youngest took over. âWeâd do anything, FT. Honest, anything. Iâll clean your house for a month, orâŠorâŠâ She was cracking. âI donât know. I just donât want to get in trouble. Please, FT, Iâll do anything⊠ââMe, too.â It was Janessa, this time. She was still crying, and her face was streaked with tears that glistened against her chocolate cheeks. âPlease help us. Iâll do anything. PleaseâŠâ She lapsed into more tears. âI donât know. I donât need my house cleaned, or anything like that. I really want to help, but I need a reason to stick my head out that far, to lie to the police and everything.â I paused. It appeared that all three of them were firmly on the hook. I paused for effect, then offered, âI suppose we could work something outâŠââAnything, FT. ââYou name it, FT.ââYeah, Iâll do anything.ââAnything!ââYeah, weâll do anything.ââWell, I suppose. But I need to figure something out. I could treat you like little kids, but what youâve done is pretty grown up. I could treat you like adults, but Iâm not so sureâŠâJamie interrupted. âLook, FT. Weâre not little kids.ââSo, you want me to treat you like adults?â The three readily agreed. âI donât know. Let me think.â The girls all showed signs of relief. Janessa and Luanne had stopped crying, and Jamie was beginning to smile in an awkward sort of way. The girls all were glancing back and forth at each other, sharing knowing little looks of âI think we might get out of thisâ. As they continued their little nonverbal interchange, I began to formulate my plan of attack. I started to rock my head back and forth, and pressed my hands into the small of my back, stretching and faking a wince or two. I sighed and Jamie picked up on it. âWhatâs the matter, FT?ââMy back is killing me. Iâm all tensed up from this predicament youâve put me in.ââSorry, FT.â The other two chimed in unison, âYeah. Sorry FT.ââOkay, let me make sure Iâve got this. Number one, you want me to lie to the police and your parents, all to cover for you.â They all heartily agreed. âNumber two, you want me to treat you like adults in terms of finding a way out of this.â Again, unanimous assent. âNumber three, youâre willing to do anything I ask, in order to pay me back for getting you out of this.âThey all nodded. âAre you sure? I donât really want to put myself on the line for people who are later going to act like a little kid, renege and break their promises to me. So I ask again, are you sure?ââYeah,â Jamie looked back and forth between her two buddies. I suspected she had an idea of where this was going, and was looking to them for reassurance. They were all raising their eyebrows in a silent âwhat-do-you-thinkâ expression, and each of them was nodding in agreement.
âWeâll do anything.ââOkay, ladies. Then Iâm willing to treat you like adults, and weâll see if we can work something out. And speaking of working things out, my back and shoulders really hurt. So, Iâm going to hop in the hot tub.â With that, I began to unbuckle my pants. âWhile Iâm soaking, we can negotiate the terms of our agreement, okay?â They nodded, although not quite as sure of themselves as before. Each of them was sitting in front of me, intently watching as I slipped my pants and shoes off. The vigor of my earlier sexual encounter with Trisha, and the feelings of pleasure I was deriving from this little charade, combined to make my half-erect penis look larger than normal. I didnât mind. Besides, my five inches should look fairly huge compared to the young dicks they might have seen. Removing my shirt, I stood there in just my jockeys, my cock bulging lewdly at them. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts, and paused, looking from girl to girl. They all sported expressions of worry mixed with fascination. âI want the three of you to join me in the tub, and weâll see about working things out.â With a weird flash of modesty, I turned and dropped my shorts, and clambered into the tub. âYou mean you want us to get naked and get in there with you?!â It was Luanne.I quickly turned to face them, and mocked up a look of incredible disbelief. âI thought we were going to act like adults, here. Obviously, I was wrong. Thatâs fine. Iâll do what I have to do.âIt was Jamie who piped up this time. âNo, no, FT. Weâll do it. Wonât we Janessa? Luanne? Honest, FT, weâll do it. You just kinda surprised us, thatâs all.â Luanne and Janessa were looking at Jamie. They were vacillating. âLook, guys. FT said he was going to treat us like adults. And my dad is here all the time with different people, and they all do it nude. Besides, weâve all been naked before!â She giggled, and the other two began to smirk. âSo what if FT sees us? Heâs cool. Itâs not like heâs gonna blab and stuff.â She then reached down and lifted the soccer shirt over her head. She had a gray sports bra on that cradled her fair sized breasts. Although she was athletic, she was a little chunkier than I would have thought. She had broad shoulders and seemed rather big-boned. She wore plaid boxers that cut a wide swath above her baggy jeans. âBesides, if we donât, heâs gonna hafta rat us out. Come on. We can do this.âI couldnât believe it! Jamie was already absolving me of everything, making it sound like I really didnât have any choice in the matter. The younger two looked at each other, and I saw all resistance begin to fade. Time for phase two. I had a little curiosity about their reputed little, teenage homosexual games. I spoke up. âLook, guys. Weâre in this together. I really donât want to get you in trouble, but I donât have any choices, here. I canât think of any other way out of this mess youâre in.â Luanne was looking at me with a curious expression on her face. I smiled at her, raised my left eyebrow and tilted my head in silent question. She smiled back, gave a half-shrug with her shoulder and looked at her compatriots. âIâll do it, if you guys want to.â She looked back at me, a look of resolute earnestness on her face. âAnd FT, even if these guys donât want to, I still will. I just donât want to get in trouble, okay?â She started to pull her zipper down over her softly rounded boobs. I let her get midway down her belly when I quickly interjected. âOkay, Luanne. Hold on.â She looked at me quizzically. I tore my eyes away from the intricate, black lace that drew two wonderful lines over her chest. The fabric below the lace was seamless, and I could see her nipples pressing proudly through. âLetâs see about Janessa, okay?â I turned to the tiniest of the three. She was standing with one hip cocked out, her hands jammed low into her pockets. Her khakis were riding extremely low on her hips, and I wondered what miracle was keeping them from falling down her legs. Poking out of each side, wrapping up high along her hips before plunging back toward her ass, were two stripes of orange. Could this fourteen-year-old be wearing a thong? My dick bobbed in the warm, bubbly water. Her tight, white tank top clung to her modest chest, and because of her dark, caramel skin, her white bra seemed to shine through.Janessa was looking at the floor. âI donât know. I mean,â she looked at Jamie, âyou and me are kindaâŠâ Something was troubling her. âWe like, donât⊠you and me are together!â she blurted. Jamie didnât seem to know what to say. Perfect time to jump in!âItâs okay, Janessa. Iâve known for a long time that Jamie is gay. Sheâs my neighbor, and my student.â Ratchet things up a little. âWeâve talked before, and Iâd really like to think Iâm her friend. Because we are kind of close, I know you two are going together.â I glanced at Luanne. âAnd, I know you like to play!â I smiled and winked at her, and she grinned back. This was too easy. âA quick ground rule, okay? You donât have to do anything you donât want. If I ask something, and you donât want to, speak up and weâll come up with something different.â The girls were giving me their complete attention. âIâd also like to make this as painless as I can. Matter of fact, Iâd like to think we all could land up enjoying ourselves, if we look at it the right way. So hereâs what I propose.âI explained that I wanted one hour of time from each of them and that I could collect whenever I chose. For that hour, they were to perform whatever I asked. Also, that I might ask them to wear certain kinds of clothes, or to meet me at different places. In return, I would do everything possible to make sure that they enjoyed themselves. If they decided that they wanted to spend more time, (always plant seeds in fertile ground), that it was purely up to them. Most of all, no matter what, I promised that I would never hurt them and they didnât have to do anything they didnât want. âFinally, girls, we need to consummate our deal.ââHuh?ââWhen adults come to an agreement, like our little contract, they do something to seal the deal. They shake hands and have a drink. Go out to dinner and stuff like that.â The three of them were totally compliant, listening to me spell out the terms. âI propose we seal our little pact by playing around a little right now. Itâll be easier for you guys, doing it together. If thereâs anything you donât feel like doing, say so. Itâs okay.â I stood up in the tub, my dick bouncing up and down, splashing water at them. Three sets of eyes stared at my turgid member. âIf you agree, I want you to shake on it.â Luanne stepped forward, offering her hand. âOkay by me.âI grinned at her, and shook my head. I looked down at my dick and then back to her. âNope, not what I meant.ââOh.â She glanced at Jamie beside her, then reached out and grabbed my cock, pumped it up and down like she was shaking hands, and as said, âItâs a deal, FT.â Her hand was warm and soft. She let go my dick and looked at Jamie. âYour turn.âJamie reached up and firmly grabbed a hold. Compared to Luanneâs, hers felt rough. She pumped a couple of times, and said, âMe, too.â She then looked toward Janessa, who still seemed unsure. âItâs okay, Babe. It wonât bite. Besides, FT said heâd be cool.âShe looked up at me with puppy dog eyes. âYou wonât make me do any stuff I donât wanta?â âI promise.â Her hand trembled slightly, calmed itself, and then delicately encircled my manhood. She seemed to freeze for a moment, contemplating retreat. She awkwardly stroked it, and I realized that this was the first cock she had ever touched. I didnât say a word. Luanne was smiling up at me, and when I looked at her, she broke into a wide grin. Janessa had caressed me several times when Jamie whispered, âSee. Itâs not that bad.â Janessa released my cock, and half-smiled. Shrugging, she said, âI guess so.âI sat back down into the tub. âWell, now that weâre all in agreement, Jamie, why donât you crank up some tunes. Janessa, you got any twisted?â She looked at me, surprised I knew the language. She nodded. When I told her to get a lighter so that we could torch it, she smiled with a look of maybe-this-wonât-be-bad-after-all! I looked at Luanne. Time to play with the ego. âSweetness. Why donât you come here and keep me company while we wait on Jamie and Janessa?â Luanne beamed, came over and kneeled on the platform. I reached up and slid three fingers inside her jumpsuit, with my forefinger catching the outside. I was careful not to actually touch her. âI donât bite, you know.â This was a stunning creature. The fact that she was merely thirteen simply underscored her innate beauty. âI might nibble. Hope you donât mind.â I ever so lightly pressed my fingers against her side. She quivered, but it was not because I had tickled her. I had been careful not to.âI donât mind.â Shadows of the afternoon and another soft, girlâs voice. I withdrew my hand, arcing slightly upward so that I could brush against the underside of her left breast. âIâm glad.â She was smiling.The other two had returned from their assignments. Looking at Luanne, I asked, âYou donât mind getting in the tub with me, do you?â âI donât mind at all.â She reached down to her belly, searching for her zipper. âNo, no. Hang on for a minute. This might be a little more fun.â Looking at Janessa, I continued, âIâll take it easy on you today, okay? You two older girls are going together, and Luanne here, has partied with you before. Hereâs what Iâd like you to do. Luanneâs going to climb in here and keep me company. So, I want you both to undress her. Make believe Iâm not even here. When sheâs naked, weâll all help her into the tub. Then weâre going to have a little fun. Luanne, here, is going to tell you what to do. Sheâll tell you when and how to get naked. She might tell you kiss, or rub each otherâs boobs. Whatever she says, goes.ââCool!â exclaimed Luanne. The other two were mumbling something akin to âfuck meâ. âBut when I say âswitchâ, you guys get to tell her what to do. Sound fair?ââYeah, thatâs a lot better.â It was Jamie. âCome here, bitch. You better play nice, you hear?â This was obviously a little role playing that they were used to. Without further ado, she grabbed Luanneâs collar and yanked her back between them. âFT says I gotta get you naked.â Jamie reached inside the thirteen-year-oldâs jumpsuit and grabbed her bra-covered tit. She squeezed, and Luanne winced a little. âGonna show him these big titties of yours.â She jiggled them fiercely. Sliding her hand down across her belly, Jamieâs fingers disappeared into the young blondeâs panties. They were black and satiny. âMaybe get you all slutty for him.â She turned to Janessa. âCome here.â It was a command. The dark, slender lesbian walked over and looked Jamie in the eyes, then down at her fingers working slowly inside Luanneâs panties. She smiled, reached up and put her arm around Jamie and kissed her fully on the lips. I realized that watching a routine that had taken place many times before. Jamie was the leader, and Janessa her willing compliant. Luanne, on the other hand, seemed to be more in the role of being âhappy-to-play⊠within limitsâ. They were obviously comfortable with each other.I settled back into the tub, and reached under the water for my slightly sore pecker. It was as hard as any day in my youth, and the bubbling of the water made the tub feel like warm, effervescent soda against my flesh. Jamie and Janessa were still locked in their kiss, each hungrily devouring the otherâs tongue. Janessa dark fingers were rubbing the stubble of Jamieâs crewcut, and in turn, Jamieâs fingers were still working their magic inside Luanneâs legs.âExcuse me, ladies. But donât you have a job to do?â They broke their kiss, and both looked to me. âIâm kind of lonely here.ââSorry, FT.âWith that, Jamie withdrew her hand from Luanneâs underwear. Janessa had hold of the zipper, and was sliding it downward, while Jamie proceeded to pull the jumpsuit back off her shoulders. Now standing on either side of Luanne, they slid the jumpsuit off her arms and down over her hips. Luanne had to wriggle a little as the material stretched taut across her hips. The two girls seemed to come to an unspoken agreement as they slid their hands between Luanneâs full thighs. On Jamieâs nonverbal command, they turned toward me and began to caress the insides of the young blondeâs thighs. As one, or the other of them, came to the fork where her two legs met, they would grind their hand against her panty-covered mound. Each time, Luanne would respond by grinding her hips and tightening her thighs against their hands.They removed her jumpsuit, and Luanne quietly stood there in her black lacey bra and satin panties. Janessa walked behind her and slipped her hands around to her breasts, kneading the pale, white bosom that strained beneath the fabric. The dark fingers slipped under the bra and lifted, releasing the twin orbs. The fingers sought out her nipples, and catching them, rolled them between thumbs and forefingers. Luanne again winced.Jamie, meanwhile, had knelt down beside her and had her cheek resting in the hollow of Luanneâs hip. Her nose just inches from the damp crotch of her panties, I couldnât help but image what tender, erotic scent must be emanating from there. Looking directly at me and smiling, she then slipped the panties down Luanneâs legs, and I drank her in. The tender, succulent furrow between her legs was covered by a delicate triangle of blonde wisps of hair. Their translucence barely covered the sweet fruits beneath.Luanne had vacillated between staring at me with such naĂŻve sexuality that my dick lurched to rolling her eyes back in sinful enjoyment of the hands on her skin. Jamie quickly glanced at Janessa, and they simultaneously slid their hands between her legs. Jamie slid one finger into Luanne, and her legs trembled. Janessa then slid one of her dark digits in beside Jamieâs, and began moving it in tandem with her. Luanne was now audibly moaning.I was caressing my dick under the water, stunned by the pornographic, little dance I was witnessing. It was as if I was omniscient, and was part of each tender movement that Luanne was feeling.
My nuts were twitching with each new scene. Jamie brought me back to my senses. âI think sheâs all sluttied up for ya, FT.â âYeah, she is!â chimed Janessa, withdrawing her finger from Luanneâs snatch and trailing it beneath her nose. âSweet, and slutty, and ready for you.â She smiled at me, and then plunged the wet tip into her mouth. Time to reassess! Maybe this little, chocolate nymph wasnât quite so reserved. Perhaps she just needed her own element. I also couldnât believe how three girls, 18 to 15, could be so sexual. But I wasnât complaining. This was more than anything I had imagined! âWhy donât you come in here with me.â Although my voice was raspy, it was in fact, a gentle command. Luanne smiled, looked down at her two friends and chirped, âMy turn now!âJamie grabbed at her, but she danced out of her reach. âBetter watch it⊠Bitch!âLuanne just laughed, looked at me and began to climb over the edge of the tub. As she lifted her legs, I could see the slight puffiness of her labia from the fingering of the two girls, and for the merest of moments, caught a glimpse of the tender folds of flesh surrounding her tight, little tunnel. Then it was gone as she slipped into the water. I instinctively reached out and drew her between my open legs, bringing her full, young ass to rest upon my leg. She slipped her hand down between her legs, and sighed. âItâs my turn, now. Right?ââYeah, sweetness. It is. What do you want them to do?â As I finished my question, I slipped my hand around her waist, then over her hip and down on to her ass. I brought other up to her right breast. Full and firm, and I was again struck by how firm a young teenâs breast was compared to a womanâs. Luanne hummed, pressing her breast back against my hand. I repeated my question.âOh, I donât know. Iâll think of something.ââWell, here. Have a little inspiration.â I reached under the water, clasped my hand over hers and guided her tiny hand to my waiting cock. Her fingers wrapped around me, and she smiled as she began to work my lance back and forth. I slid my hand between her legs, and raked my fingernails lightly along the inside of her thighs, and I could feel goose bumps beginning to rise. It might have been the water, but I preferred to think it was my technique.âOkay, Jamie.â Luanne was ready to take over. âTake that ratty, olâbra off and let Janessa suck your boobs.â Looking back at me, she asked, âThat okay, FT?âI leaned forward and quickly kissed her surprised lips. âWhatever you want.âJamie was already lifting the bra over her head, and Janessa walked up, slid a hand up to her Jamieâs breast and began fondling it. She leaned in and began to kiss Jamieâs open lips.âI said to suck the bitchâs tit!â Janessa scowled, but soon had Jamieâs breast at her mouth, squeezing the sides of the breast, and licking the nipple as it squirted back and forth. Her other hand was now working Jamieâs second breast, and Jamie was obviously enjoying it. As Luanne and I watched Janessa administer to Jamieâs tits, my hand was slowly working between Luanneâs legs, my pinky rubbing along the furrow, flicking lightly at the hooded nub near the entrance of her young trench. She was rotating her hips against my hand, meeting pressure with pressure, withdrawal with each flicker.I leaned close to her ear and whispered. âDonât you think they ought to get naked?â âYeah. You guys gotta strip.â An idea popped into her head, and she bounced up and down on my leg. âYeah. Do a strip tease! Do it to the music.â Janessa was glaring at Luanne, and Jamie rolled her eyes. âThey gotta do it, right FT?ââThose are the rules.âWith an âAlright, already!â Jamie turned to Janessa and put her hands on the small Nubian hips that still sported the orange racing stripes. They began to dance, rubbing their groins and sliding their hands up and down each other. As the music spun its magic, they began to get more and more aggressive. Jamie slid her hands up and grabbed the white tank top and raised it over Janessaâs head. As she came free of the garment, Janessa knelt to her knees. As part of that supplication, she had grasped Jamieâs boxers and had forced them down with her baggies, leaving Jamieâs red-tufted snatch exposed to the world. It was a patch of thick, vibrant orange that was obviously drenched within the nether regions. Janessa leaned forward and buried her nose and mouth in that small, waiting forest.I was continuing my exploration of Luanne. As the two girls danced, Luanne was intently watching them as I roamed my hand over her butt. Kneading the tender muscle, I was now drawing my finger back and forth over the tender pucker of her asshole. With each flick, she would lurch and gasp, but never took her eyes from the dancing girls. Her hand continued massaging my cock.Jamie had pulled the khakis off from Janessa and now had her on her back. She was burying her face in Janessa groin as her hands worked the small tits under her bra. The orange stripes still wrapped around the delicious milk chocolate of her hips, part and parcel of the thong she indeed wore. I was beginning to feel a little discomfort. Realizing that this dance had taken some time, I decided we had been in the tub long enough. I spoke up. âSwitch! But first, weâre going to get out of the tub and dry off.â I stood, my dick flouncing inches from Luanneâs face. I shook my dick at them. âI donât want to shrink up like a prune.â Everyone laughed, and Luanne and I got out the tub. As I helped her out, I took the opportunity to fully drink in her beauty. She was soft, and supple, and her eyes made my head swim with sexual fever.It was after 7, and I suddenly realized I was tired. The pleasures of the afternoon and the incredible sexual dance I was now involved in had compounded with the effects of the hot tub. I also was getting little hungry, and had four classesâ worth of homework to go through. âYou know. Itâs getting a little late, and I still have papers to correct. Why donât we call it a night?âJamie nearly shouted, âThatâs not fair! You said âSwitchâ and itâs supposed to be our turn.â âI donât wanta stop!â It was from Luanne, who was sitting cross-legged at my feet. Janessa chimed in, âYeah, FT. You said we could go longer if we wanted, and we donât want to stop yet.â Jamie jumped into the fray. âWhat about it, FT. You said we could. Besides, itâs supposed to be our turn. The rules say we gotta do what you ask, and you said âSwitchâ.â Why are teenagers so damn good at logic when they want to get their way? Then again, why argue? Time for a counter-move. âOkay, okay. Tell you what, Iâll give each side one more turn, then I really have to leave. Weâll call this part one of celebrating our contract, and weâll plan to get together some other day to finish up. Howâs that?â I feared I might be hoping beyond hope and was somewhat stunned when the three of them resoundingly agreed.I was a stickler for details. âSo we agree. Tonight was part one, and weâre going to have part two some other time. Obviously, each of the three of you still owe me an hour.âI was greeted by bobbing heads. âOkay, one more turn for each side. Ready?â I was looking down at the creature at my feet. She sidled up to my leg, and gazed up at me as she put her cheek against my thigh. I looked at Jamie, who was totally naked. She was an odd vision of raw sexual energy that was one moment girl, one moment boy. Her short-cropped hair and large frame seemed to be in direct contrast to the round, fleshy swells on her chest, and the profuse thatch between her legs. She was standing beside Janessa, who was curled at her feet. She looked up at Jamie, who flashed an evil smile, and looked back at me. âYeah. Weâre ready!ââOkay. Switch!âNo sooner than the words passed my lips, Jamie commanded: âOkay, Bitch. We want you to suck FTâs dick!â (Please let it be so!). âYeah,â added Janessa. âBlow him!âLuanne blushed, and stared back at the two girls with a look of âI-canât believe-youâre-telling-me-to-do-thatâ. âWhatâs the matter, skank?â They were taunting her. She visibly seemed to surrender. Turning, she looked up at me and asked, âIs it okay with you, FT?â My nuts where screaming for her.âOf course, Sweetness.â With that, she looked at my cock and gently rode her hand to the base. Applying just a little more pressure, she slid her hand back and brought her lips to the tip. Increasing her grip just slightly more, she slowly eased her hand back down my shaft as her lips parted and she inserted my swollen bulb into her mouth. She began to slowly pump her hand and mouth in unison, her tongue swirling over the end of my cock with such excruciating delicacy that I could feel the tide my loins beginning to surge. She would pump in once or twice, then stare up at me, her iridescent blue eyes drawing me fully into her seduction. Slowly closing them, she would then thrust my manhood deeper into her mouth, only to withdraw, flicking her tongue under my shaft and sliding my dick between lips and her hand.I had to wonder who had taught her this extraordinary technique. She seemed more accomplished than any mouth I could recall. At the same time, I didnât care. This talented cocksucker was impaling herself on my middle-aged, old cock! âThatâs it. Suck him, bitch!ââYeah. Fucking make him cum!ââCome on, slut. Take his load.ââYeah. Swallow it.âLuanne momentarily withdrew my pulsing cock from her mouth. She tossed a âYouâre gonna get yours!â over her shoulder and then returned to my throbbing member. My nuts were about to release their seed, and although I wanted to blow my load right then, I still had to give Luanne her turn. Suddenly, I was trying to be fair? What was that about?Voice quivering, I croaked, âSwitch.â Luanne stopped her oral ministrations, and licked her hand. She slid her tight fist over my cock and slowly began to wet stroke me. As she did, she turned to her friends. âIâm gonna blow him, alright. But you guys are going to help. Get down here.â Janessa and Jamie shot each other furtive looks of regret, and then took their places on either side of Luanne, just as she instructed. She continued stroking me, and explained that they didnât have to blow me, but they did need to at least give my dick a quick suck. And when she made me cum, that they had better stay right where they were. The three quietly argued back and forth, with the two older girls trying to resist. Luanne finally said something about being fair, and the girls gave up. She was about to return to my cock when she looked up at me. âYou can rub their tits if you want. They wonât mind,â turning to Jamie, she continued, âwill you?âShe glanced at Janessa, who replied, âNo, FT. Thatâs cool.âLuanne resumed control. The thirteen-year-old then said, âIâll get him going again. Then both of you have to at least suck his cock one time. And when he cums, donât you dare move away!â My cock disappeared into her mouth, and she feverishly worked it with her lips. I was getting close! She sensed it, and stopped. âOkay, Jamie. Suck it!âJamie hesitated, then sighed. She closed her eyes and screwed up her face, slowly easing my whimpering hard-on into her mouth. She pumped her head quickly, and I was surprised at how good it felt. It was obvious that she didnât really want my cock in her mouth. She quickly pulled back, and looked at Janessa. âYour turn.âJanessa tried to demur, but Jamie was having no part of it. âLook, I did it. You gotta, too.â Janessa deflated at her girlfriendâs challenge, and looked up at me. I shrugged, trying to be indifferent. âDonât forget, you can rub their tits!â Luanne was enjoying being in control. With the strong wills of the older two, I could understand her innocent pleasure at their expense. I reached down and began to fondle one of Jamieâs mounds. While a little smaller, it wasnât as firm as Luanneâs. I looked down at Janessa, and she wilted. As she did, I said âItâs fine, Janessa. You donât have to if you donât want.â She looked over at Jamie, and then looked back at me. âNo. Itâs okay. Iâll do it.â She slipped her hand around my cock, and once again I was blown away by how softy and gently she cradled it. Never taking her eyes from the end of my dick, she drew her mouth to it, and then pressed my cock against her lips. Using my dick to pry open her lips, she slid it into her mouth. I had forgotten my massaging of Jamie, and was now reaching for Janessa breast. My fingers traced over the little, firm hill and I sought her young nipple. Finding the nub protruding rudely from her chest, I worked it gently with my fingers. Her nipple was fully as long as my thumbnail, and from the reaction I got, were extremely sensitive.Janessa had continued to slide her mouth back and forth on my cock, in obvious retort to Jamie. It was like she was showing that she could not only do it, but do it longer and better than she did. I began to slowly move my hips, starting the ever-so-slow march to my climax. Luanne, seeing that I was getting revved up, interrupted. âOkay, bitch. Thatâs enough. You want more, youâre going to have to wait.â With that, she shoved my engorged cock into her mouth, and charged at my dick with wanton abandon. In a mere five strokes, my dick stiffened in a signal of impending explosion. Just as I was about erupt, Luanne slipped my dick from her mouth and aimed it at Jamie. The first blast threw a thick clump of sperm that landed against her cheek. Jamie recoiled, and Luanne flipped my dick 90 degrees as my second and third volleys headed toward Janessa. With their weakened strength, they looped down toward her chest, splattering on her right tit. The sight of my white seed against her dark skin made me spasm once again, and Luanne took the shot directly on her lips. She smiled up at me, and then proceeded to guide my soon withering dick back into her mouth. She tenderly cleaned me, and while doing so, reached to her left and began to massage and smear my cum into Janessa sweet tit. Janessa, surprisingly, didnât seem to mind. She was looking down at her small, firm breasts with a look of fascination.Jamie, on the other hand, was rapidly wiping the goo from her face. She looked a bit disgusted.For the second time that day, I was truly decimated. As focus worked its way back into my consciousness, and my dick surrendered to flaccid sleep, I knelt down and kissed Luanne fully on the lips. I urgently thrust my tongue into her mouth and gave her the best deep kiss I could muster. I then withdrew. âThank you, Luanne.â I glanced at the other two. âAnd thank you. This was truly something else!âI pulled myself together, and suggested that they light up Janessaâs doobie, a suggestion that was readily accepted. When I finally approached the door to leave, the three of them were lounging together, arms and legs entwined, all languishing over the rapidly disappearing joint. I realized that Janessa still was wearing her thing, and that I had yet to savor the delight hidden there. âWell, ladies, I have to go. Donât worry, Iâll keep this afternoon to myself, and Iâll figure out something to tell Officer Friendly. Janessa, can you get the car back home before your mom gets out of work?â She promised that she would take it right home, and that she wouldn't be ramming around the streets with it again. I told her that was wise, and I started through the door, and then glanced back. âAnd don't forget! You guys still owe me an hour!âThey laughed, and it was Janessa who had the final word. âAnd donât you forget, either. You still owe us the second half of this time!â I waved, then trudged next door to my house. I looked at the pile of papers waiting on the kitchen table. I stared at it for a moment, as my weariness overwhelmed me. I spoke to the pile. âFuck you, you can wait. I need a drink!âThe Grand Marnier was thick and sweet. Thicker and sweeter were the drifting memories of the afternoon and early eve, that slowly spun their web about me, cocooning me and easing me into sleep.
