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Subject: {ASSM} The Goodtime Sisters (mf) by Roscoe C. Magneto
Date: Wed,  7 Aug 2002 00:10:07 -0400
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   DISCLAIMER: Any factual resemblance to actual people would surpriseme
greatly.  Please do not post this story to any site without mypermission.
Otherwise, have fun with it.  I know I did.

   RoscoeCMagneto@excite.com

   Copyright 2002 by Roscoe C.  Magneto



   THE GOODTIME SISTERS

   A Fable by Roscoe C.  Magneto

   SueEllen Goodtime stepped out of the shower and wrapped the
bigterrycloth towel around herself.  She took a second towel and bentover,
letting her long black hair cascade down so she could wrap itup.  She stood
and glanced in the medicine cabinet mirror at herturbaned head.  She
crossed her eyes and stuck her tongue out at herown reflection.  Ignoring
the pile of dirty clothes strewn on thebathroom floor, she opened the door
and crossed the hall into thebedroom she shared with her sister, BobbiJo.

   "It's about time you finished," complained BobbiJo.  She stood
and,without a second glance at her older sister, stomped out of the roomand
into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

   "'It's about time you finished,'" sneered SueEllen.  "What acomplete
bitch," she said to herself.  She unwound the towel fromaround her body and
let it drop to the floor.  She opened the closetdoor and stepped up to the
full-length mirror attached to it.  Sheposed provocatively for a moment,
admiring the way her young breastsjutted out, the rosy nipples pointing up
at an angle, toward theceiling.  She ran her hands slowly up her body,
until they cupped herbreasts.  She hefted them, pushing them together.

   "Look at that," she murmured to her reflection.  "Cleavage!" Shetwisted
this way and that, admiring herself.  "Maybe I'll give Colina little taste
of heaven tonight," she whispered as she lightlycaressed herself.  At the
thought, she felt her nipples swell,dimpling against her palms.  She leaned
in toward her image,puckering her lips in an exaggerated Marilyn Monroe
pose.

   She froze.  'What's this?' she thought as she stepped closer. 
Sheexamined her chin in the mirror.

   "A zit!" she screamed.  She unwound the towel from her head
andvigorously scrubbed the offending blemish with a corner, trying invain
to wipe it off her face.

   Of course, BobbiJo had to walk in just at that moment.

   "What's the matter, big sister?" she asked innocently.  "Didn't youwash
your face well enough when you took your shower?"

   "Shut up," grumbled SueEllen as she turned away from the mirror.  She
dropped the towel on the floor and turned to the closet,examining skirts
and blouses critically.

   "It's such a shame that you take after Daddy so much," continuedBobbiJo
acidly.  "He probably had acne when he was your age, too."

   SueEllen came back out of the closet, her arms behind her back asshe
fastened her bra.  "And it's such a shame that you take afterMommy so
much," she shot back.  "She was probably just as ditzy asyou are when she
was in school."

   "Ohh, acne AND anger.  A very unhealthy combination," cooed
BobbiJo."Well, at least one of us has an even temperament AND clear skin."
She turned on her heel and waltzed into the closet.

   SueEllen just stood there, a smile on her lips.  With quietsatisfaction
she waited for the reaction of her younger sister.

   "SueEllen!  You BITCH!" BobbiJo appeared in the doorway, her armsfull of
crumpled clothes.  "You dumped all my clothes on the floor!"

   SueEllen just flashed a triumphant smile, scooped up her own skirtand
blouse off the bed, and quickly headed for the door and into thebathroom.
She needed a little time to make sure her makeup wouldcover her blemish,
after all.



   "Colin, don't!" whined SueEllen as she struggled to remove
Colin'soffending hand from beneath her skirt.  She was scrunched up
againstthe car door, her blouse open and her bra scrunched up over
herflushed and swollen breasts.  Her nipples were slick with Colin'ssaliva
as he licked and sucked on her, all the while trying in vainto push his
hand up her thigh and into her panties.

   She clamped her knees together, trapping his hand.

   "Owww!  That hurts, SueEllen!" He jerked his hand free and shookit,
trying to get the stinging to stop.  "Why'd you do that?" hecomplained.

   "Because you were being an asshole," replied SueEllen as she pulledher
bra back down into place.

   Colin sat up, pouting.  "So how come you don't want to do it with me?"

   SueEllen lifted up her butt so she could tuck her blouse back in.  It
was demurely buttoned once more, and as she smoothed the wrinklesout of her
skirt, she said, "Because you're in too big of a hurry.  Agirl likes to be
treated special, you know.  I don't want to give itup for the first time in
the back seat of a high-school boy's car."

   "We're in the front seat," grumbled Colin.

   "That's right, sweetie," retorted SueEllen.  "And that's where
we'restaying." With that, she sat back and reached for the seat
belt,effectively signalling the end of the date.

   Resignedly, Colin started up the car and headed for the Goodtimehouse.

   When she got up to her room, SueEllen was surprised to find thatBobbiJo
wasn't back from her evening out yet.  In fact, it was atleast two hours
later, just as SueEllen was falling asleep, thatBobbiJo came stumbling in.

   SueEllen sat up in bed.  "And just where have you been?" she
askedacidly.

   BobbiJo looked up blankly.  A look of drunken slyness crossed herface as
she slurred, "What's it to you, Sissy Suzy?" Her clotheswere disheveled,
and her hair was damp and matted.

   "'Sissy Suzy'?  BobbiJo, are you all right?  Who were you out with?"

   "None a' your business." BobbiJo chuckled throatily.  "Or maybe itis
your business," she added in a stage whisper.

   She plopped suddenly down onto her bed and hiccuped.  "Oops," shesaid.

   "What did you mean about it being my business?" asked
SueEllensuspiciously.

   BobbiJo just looked at her with a loopy smile on her face.

   SueEllen was getting madder.  "Well?  Are you going to tell me whereyou
were, or aren't you?"

   BobbiJo burped.  "Ohhh, I can still taste him," she said, almost
toherself.

   SueEllen's eyes opened wide in surprise.  "You can taste him?  BobbiJo,
what did you do tonight?"

   BobbiJo looked slyly at her older sister.  "Just something youwouldn't
do tonight," she replied.

   SueEllen's hand went to her cheek.  She was a little frightened, anda
little nervous.

   "What do you know about what I wouldn't do tonight?" she asked,afraid to
hear the answer.

   "Oh, nothing," said BobbiJo exaggeratedly.  She pulled the coversdown
from her bed, and crawled between the sheets without taking offher clothes.
"G'night," she mumbled as her eyes fluttered closed.

   SueEllen jumped out of bed and leapt on top of her younger
sister,grabbing her by her shirt front and shaking her awake.  "What did
youdo tonight?" she growled.

   "All right, all right, just lemme go," mumbled BobbiJo as
sheineffectually tried to fight off her older sister.

   SueEllen let her shirt go, but stayed straddling BobbiJo.  "Whathappened
tonight?" she asked again.

   "I was at the bowling alley with a bunch of kids when Colin camein,"
said BobbiJo slowly.  "He was really upset about something, butwouldn't
tell us about it.  Anyway, we were passing around a Spritebottle full of
vodka that Jeremy had swiped from his old man's stash,and Colin kind of got
a little tipsy..." She was fading out again,so SueEllen grabbed her shirt
front and shook her again.

   "Cut it out, bitch!" cried BobbiJo.  "I'm gonna hurl all over you ifyou
don't stop it!"

   SueEllen dropped her again.  "Just tell me," she gritted.

   "Okay, okay, Colin and I took the last of the vodka and split.  Weended
up on Sunset Road, and by then we were both pretty wasted, andhe told me
that you had shut him down, and gave him a real set ofblue balls, and I was
feeling kind of bad for him, so I..." BobbiJowas fading out again.

   "So you what?" asked SueEllen as she once again grabbed her
sister'sshirt and gave her one hard shake to wake her.  SueEllen was not
sureif she really wanted to know, but of course it was too late now.

   "So I fucked him, of course.  Got him off real good, too.  He
reallyloved the thought of doing his girlfriend's sister, I guess.  Just
ashe was about to shoot off, he pulled out and I let him do it into
mymouth. God, I could barely keep up with him, he was coming so much.  I
must have swallowed about a half a gallon.  I can still tastehim..." She
was drifting off again, but this time, SueEllen let herfall asleep.

   How could she do that to me?  SueEllen was thinking murderousthoughts as
she sat back.  She crawled back over to her own bed, butit was a long time
before she finally fell into a troubled sleep.  Meanwhile, BobbiJo was
blowing bubbles as she lightly snored,blissfully unaware of the plans her
sister was brewing.



   SueEllen knew that BobbiJo liked to date around, but she also knewthat
her sister had a real thing for one particular guy, a fairlynondescript kid
named Darrien, whose main interest seemed to beskateboarding.  SueEllen
asked BobbiJo one time what she saw in him.  SueEllen, after all, would
never have given such a scarred-up andtattooed slacker as Darrien a second
glance.

   "Just look at his hands," said BobbiJo.

   "His hands?"

   "Sure.  His fingers are long and slender, very graceful the way theydo
things.  In another life, I'll bet he was a piano player.  Andbelieve me,"
BobbiJo continued, "his fingers know how to play a tune.And so does his
tongue."

   "Yuck.  That's disgusting, BobbiJo."

   "You only think it's disgusting because you've never tried it."

   "How would you know I've never tried it?" asked SueEllen defensively.

   BobbiJo just smiled that little, enigmatic smile that drove
SueEllencrazy.

   So, on the afternoon following BobbiJo's drunken confession,SueEllen
went out searching for Darrien.  She wasn't sure what shewas going to do to
hurt her sister, but talking to the skateboarderseemed as good a place to
start as anywhere.

   She drove around to the spots she thought were most likely hangoutsfor
boarders and slackers, but didn't find him at any of them.  For aquick shot
of solace, she stopped at the shopping center and spent anhour or so
looking at sweaters, and then headed toward home.

   As she pulled out of the parking lot, she noticed a sign in the
parkacross the street.  "Millenium Municipal Skateboard Park", rightthere
in big, bold letters.  She wheeled across the street and intothe parking
lot, hopped out of the car, and sauntered down theconcrete walk toward the
ramps.  She spotted Darrien right away,standing with two of his slacker
friends.  He was smoking a cigarette- at least she hoped it was a cigarette
- and almost the first thingshe noticed was the way his fingers caressed
and rolled the cigaretteas he talked.  She walked boldly up to the group.

   "Hi, Darrien," she cooed.  "I've been looking for you."

   He looked suspiciously at her from hooded eyes.  "Yeah?  What for?"

   She looked down demurely.  "Ummmm....could I talk to you for amoment,
Darrien?  Alone?"

   He squeezed the glowing end off his cigarette, stepping on the ashwhere
it fell.  He tossed the butt into a garbage can, shrugged hisshoulders as
he glanced at his buddies, and stepped off in thedirection of the
refreshment stand, apparently unconcerned ifSueEllen was going to follow
him or not.  Without a word to her, hestrode to the window and ordered two
Cokes, pulling out some rumpleddollar bills out of his back pocket.  He
took the drinks to a roundcement table off to the side and sat down. 
SueEllen followed and satacross from him.

   "Is this Diet Coke?  I hope it's Diet Coke," she said nervously.  Now
that she was here, she didn't know what to say or do.  She wascompletely
out of her element.  She took a sip of her drink.  Itwasn't diet, but she
decided not to say anything.

   Darrien stared at her.  "Well?" he asked.

   SueEllen fidgeted.  "I...uh...you...I mean..." She took anotherpanicky
gulp from her Coke.  The sugar seemed to be racing directlyto her
bloodstream.  "What I mean is..." She took a deep, calmingbreath.  She
looked down at the table in embarrassment.  "Would youlike to go get a
pizza or something with me tonight?" She refused toraise her eyes, afraid
of what she would see in his face.

   Silence.  What was he thinking?  She finally had to look up.  He
wassitting there, staring at her as if she was an alien or something.

   "Why?" he finally asked.

   "Why?" SueEllen didn't understand his question.

   "Yeah, why?  Why me, why now, why you?  Why?"

   "I...I...I heard you were a nice guy," she stammered.  "I
justthought..."

   "I thought you were with what's-his-name, Colby..."

   "Colin," she corrected automatically.

   "Yeah, whatever," he said a little derisively.  "What about Colin?"

   "I...I think I've broken up with him," she said quietly.  Sheglanced at
his hands.  Darrien was rolling and tipping his paper cup,his fingers in
constant motion.  'He does have beautiful hands,'thought SueEllen
distractedly.

   "Okay," he said as he stood up abruptly.  "I'll meet you atDeLorio's at
9 tonight." He tossed his empty cup into a nearby trashcan, and walked away
from the table without a glance.  SueEllen satthere, watching him as he
headed back toward the skate park, silentlyasking herself just what the
hell she thought she was doing.

   When she finally got home, there was a message from her mother onthe
chalkboard that Colin had called twice.  She was determined notto call him
back.  "Let him be satisfied with the lesser, easierGoodtime sister," she
grumbled to herself as she roughly erased theboard.

   Later, as she was in her room getting ready to go out, SueEllen hadtime
to think about the position her audacity this afternoon had puther in.  It
was becoming apparent as she was standing in the closet,trying to decide
what to wear.

   'He probably likes a sluttier look, more like BobbiJo,' she
thought.'What can I wear?'

   She decided that none of her clothes were right, so she startedrifling
through BobbiJo's side of the closet, looking for somethingappropriate.

   After dumping most of BobbiJo's clothes on the floor once again,SueEllen
finally decided on wearing a pair of short-shorts with oneof her father's
dress shirts she found hung up on BobbiJo's side ofthe closet.  She tied
the tails of the shirt around her waist,leaving her midriff bare, and kept
the top three buttons unbuttoned,so the shirt appeared to be held together
by just two strategicallyplaced buttons.  She also spent a long time trying
to decide if sheshould wear a bra or not, and finally decided on a frilly
demi-cupthat would allow a bit of cleavage to show.

   She nodded to herself in the mirror as she gave her reflection onelast
inspection.  She thought she gave the slutty look a bit moreclass than
usually seen.  It was more than good enough for the likesof Darrien the
skateboard slacker, she thought to herself.

   She got to the pizza restaurant right on time, but there was no signof
Darrien.  She sat at an empty booth and ordered a Diet Coke,mildly
surprised that he wasn't here, panting like a lapdog.

   Forty-five minutes and two more Diet Cokes later, she was steamed.  She
was just sliding out of the booth, intending to go home in asnit, when
Darrien shuffled in.  He glanced around the room, his gazesliding over
SueEllen as if she wasn't there, before he ambled overto the booth and
slumped in the bench across from her.

   "Hey," he said.

   "Hey yourself, buster," she snarled.  "Where have you been?  Do
yourealize you have kept me waiting here for almost an hour?"

   He just looked at her for a moment before shrugging.  "BobbiJo'salways
late," he said nonchalantly.  "How was I to know you'd be hereon time?"

   "Because I'm most definitely not my sister?" SueEllen
askedsarcastically.

   The look he gave her, the one that said that maybe she should bemore
like her younger sister, took the wind out of her sails.  Shetook a big,
deep breath and willed herself to be calm.  She was inthis now, no point in
antagonizing the poor, unfortunate boy.

   If the evening started badly, at least it progressed satisfactorily.Once
the antagonistic aura had dissipated, SueEllen found that sheactually
enjoyed Darrien's company.  He was actually quite amusing,especially when
he started imitating other classmates, teachers, evenold Dr.  Oglethorpe,
the principal at school.  His zingers wereamazingly accurate, and he even
did a passable BobbiJo imitation,calling her BobbiHo' instead.  That set
SueEllen to giggling, and shehardly stopped all night.

   When they finally left DeLorio's, several hours and several DietCokes
later, SueEllen was holding Darrien's arm to her side.  Hewalked her to her
car, and he bent down to kiss her goodnight.  Thekiss lingered, and it felt
so natural to her to open her mouth just alittle when she felt the gentle
caresses of his tongue on her lips.  He teased her just a bit, allowed his
tongue to play with just thetip of hers, then withdrew, daring her tongue
to follow.  Again histongue teased her, darting in and retreating, keeping
SueEllen fromknowing his taste completely, keeping his actions unexpected,
untilfinally he broke the kiss, turned, and walked away without saying
aword.  SueEllen collapsed against her car door, breathless from thekiss
and the departure.  It was so unlike anything else she had everexperienced
from a guy before, she was completely confused by hisactions.  She fumbled
for the handle, and finally managed to get intothe car and find her keys.
She drove home in a daze, befuddled byDarrien, but also pretty sure she was
going to be able to take himaway from her slutty, deceitful sister.

   Darrien, on the other hand, was not nearly as dazzled by SueEllen asshe
would have liked, as she was to find out.



   That week at school, Darrien pretty much ignored SueEllen, but thatwas
okay with her.  She now had a plan of action, and she wasimplementing it.
She avoided Colin, and brushed off her otherfriends, concentrating instead
on cultivating some new friends, kidswho just happened to be part of
Darrien's circle.  She dressed alittle more sexily, and was secretly quite
satisfied when BobbiJoasked her if she was feeling all right.

   "Of course.  Why do you ask?" she asked coquettishly.

   "You've been acting real funny all week," said BobbiJo.  "It's notlike
you to be so...normal," she continued.

   By Thursday, SueEllen had managed to get Darrien to commit tomeeting her
on Saturday night.  'And that's the last time he willever think of
BobbiJo,' she thought gleefully.

   Saturday afternoon, Darrien called SueEllen.

   "Hey."

   "Hey yourself, stud."

   "We're gonna go to a party at Matt's house."

   "We are?  I kind of wanted to be alone with you tonight," she saidin her
best sultry voice.

   "Yeah, well, maybe later." He seemed unaffected by her sultryvoice.  "I
told Matt we'd be there about 9."

   "Well, all right, but you promise we can leave early?" She triedher
little-girl voice.  'Maybe I should dress up in a plaid skirt andbobby-sox,
put my hair in pigtails, like Britney did,' she thought.

   "Yeah, whatever," mumbled Darrien.  "Pick me up at 8:30," he added,and
the line went dead.

   'Oh, yeah, he's digging me,' she thought.



   They pulled up in front of Matt's house a few minutes before 9:00that
evening.  Cars were parked haphazardly in the driveway, spillngout into the
street, and even on the lawn.  When they got inside,SueEllen was dismayed
to find that the place was packed with all thekids she had spent her entire
school career trying to avoid.  All theslackers and losers were there, with
not a single cheerleader, nofootball hero, nobody from any of the "right"
cliques anywhere insight.  'Oh, well,' she thought, 'at least none of my
friends willsee me here and report me to the Fashion Police.'

   Darrien grabbed her hand and led her toward the kitchen, threadinghis
way familiarly through the crowded rooms.  There was a smoky hazein all the
rooms, and bass-heavy music was pounding from speakersmounted high, tucked
in the ceiling corners of most of the rooms, themusic absorbed as much as
heard, reverberating inside her body.  Shestumbled blindly as she was being
pulled through the house.  She gotthe impression that she was being watched
as Darrien led her deeper,but that couldn't be.  These kids were too zoned
on smoke andwhatever they were drinking to care if she were here, slumming.
Weren't they?

   The smoky environment was making her eyes water.  Maybe this
wasn'tcigarette smoke, she thought distractedly.  She thought it smelled
alittle sweeter than tobacco.

   When they finally made it to the kitchen, Darrien leaned down andshouted
into her ear, communicating against the volume of the musicand the voices
around them.

   "What do you want to drink?"

   "A Diet Coke," she replied.

   "What?" Darrien shouted.

   "A Diet Coke!" yelled SueEllen.

   Darrien turned and fixed a drink for each of them.  He handed apaper cup
to SueEllen.  She took a sip and started coughing.

   "What IS this?" She practically had to spit it out, it tasted so vile.

   "It's a Diet Coke," shouted Darrien.  "I put a little rum in it foryou."

   "Oh." She really didn't want rum in her Diet Coke, but she didn'twant
him to think she was prissy, so she tried to shut down her tastebuds as she
took another small sip.  She could just barely tolerateit.

   A couple of hours later, SueEllen was finding the concoction quitetasty,
indeed.  She was on her fourth or fifth Diet Coke Special, shehad lost
count somewhere along the way.  The drink, combined with theheady aromas of
burning incense and funny cigarettes around her, madeher feel quite relaxed
and happy, as long as Darrien was nearby.  When he left to fix another of
her drinks, she could feel eyes on heragain, staring and wondering what she
was doing here.  As soon asDarrien came back, though, she forgot about the
eyes and theuncomfortable feelings, and focused on the boy sitting on the
floorbeside her.

   Her short-shorts, borrowed from BobbiJo's side of the closet onceagain,
were digging into the tops of her thighs and riding up intoher slit, and
her shirt was gapping, giving anybody who cared to lookquick flashes of her
bra and the tops of her plump breasts, but shewas beyond caring about such
trivialities.  She was just happy to bethe center of Darrien's attention.
Without warning, he suddenlyturned to her and kissed her hard, forcing his
tongue into her mouth.This sudden barrage hit SueEllen like a highway
flare, and sheinvoluntarily moaned as she sucked on his tongue, trying to
bringmore of it into her questing mouth, kissing him back as hard as hewas
kissing her.  She was so focused on the sensations he wascreating with his
tongue and lips, that she didn't notice for amoment that his hand was
casually cupping her boob through her shirt.When she realized what he was
doing, she felt her nipple expand andharden, and she knew that Darrien felt
it, as well.  His fingersplayed her pliant flesh, squeezing and kneading
her breast, pinchingand rolling her nipple through the layers of her
clothes, all thewhile waging a battle, tongue vs.  tongue and lips vs. 
lips, as theirmouths opened wider and pressed harder against each other. 
Once hehad her breast swollen and excited to capacity, he abandoned
it,brushing his hand across her chest to her other breast, starting
theexploration all over again.  SueEllen grasped his wrist, intending
onremoving his hand from her boob, but by the time she grabbed hishand, he
was already working on her, and she ended up pressing hishand harder
against her sensitive tissues, increasing the friction.  She distractedly
wished she didn't have so many clothes on, keepingthem unnecessarily apart,
as she pressed her chest harder against hismanipulating hands.

   Darrien suddenly broke the kiss and sat back, leaving SueEllengasping
from the transition.

   "Let's go get something to drink," he said.  He stood and held hishand
out for her to grasp, and pulled her up.  Instead of leading herback to the
kitchen, he looped his arm around her waist, resting hishand casually on
her hip.  SueEllen did the same, except she tuckedher hand into the back
pocket of his jeans, feeling the muscles ofhis ass bunch and relax as he
walked.  Darrien reciprocated, lettinghis hand float down until it was
pressing against her butt, as theymade their way to the kitchen.  SueEllen
was stumbling a little,leaning against Darrien as they shuffled through the
throng.

   "Bafroom", mumbled SueEllen.

   "What?" said Darrien.  "Did you say something?"

   "Gotta go bafroom," SueEllen slurred.  Darrien led her back throughthe
house to the stairs leading to the second floor.  SueEllendistractedly
noticed that the house was not nearly as crowded now asit was earlier. 
There were maybe 15 boys sitting around, with just 3or 4 other girls
scattered through the rooms.  She stumbled up thestairs, Darrien at her
side, and he steered her into the bathroom.  He gently guided her in, and
closed the door for her.

   When she was finished using the toilet, SueEllen leaned forward onher
arms and stared at her reflection in the dirty mirror.

   "You're buzzed," she told her bleary-eyed image.  She splashed coldwater
on her face, and blotted the water off her face with a damphand towel.  She
opened the bathroom door.  Darrien was standing inthe hall directly
opposite the door, leaning back with one footpropped up on the wall behind
him, a cigarette between his fingers,the very picture of Steve McQueen
cool. He held out his other handto her.  She reached out and took it, and
he pulled her to him.  Helowered his face and kissed her hard, an
open-mouthed, demanding kiss.

   Her response was immediate and nearly violent in its intensity. 
Shelifted her knee and rubbed her thigh against his leg as she thrusther
tongue into his mouth.  He felt his expressive fingers touchingand
exploring her ass, and she could feel intense heat and moisturedampening
her panties.  Her pelvis was pressed against him, and shecould feel the
lump of his manhood against her mound.  She justcouldn't resist squirming
against him just a little, sending sparksof desire through her, and causing
him to bump his erection againsther a little harder.  Her senses spiraled
up and out of control, andhe knew it.  He duck-walked, with SueEllen still
clinging to him,down the hall to a closed door.  He turned the handle and
walked herbackwards into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot.
Sheperipherally noted that they were in Matt's room as she felt the edgeof
the bed hit the back of her knees, and she fell backwards, Darrienon top of
her, still kissing her and clutching her ass.

   He rolled over, pulling her on top of him, until she was straddlinghim.
He ran his hands up under her shirt, under her bra, to grasp abreast in
each hand, manipulating the soft flesh with those wonderfulfingertips.  She
threw her head back and surrendered to thesensations he was creating. 
Darrien unbuttoned her shirt and pushedit off her shoulders, and then
reached behind her to unsnap her bra.  SueEllen shrugged off the loosened
bra, reveling in the suddenfreedom, and reached for the hem of Darrien's
t-shirt, wanting him tobe as naked as she.  She struggled to get the shirt
up over his headand off his arms, giving him time to work the snaps and
zipper of hershorts, yanking them apart.  As SueEllen was tossing aside
Darrien'st-shirt, he was slipping his hands beneath the elastic of her
pantiesto grasp the soft skin on the globes of her ass.  He pushed
hershorts and panties down off her ass, and then grasped her around
herwaist, picking her up easily.  He turned and dropped her on her backon
the bed, yanked her shorts and underwear off, and pressed hismouth against
the damp and matted hair of her drooling pussy.

   All this took SueEllen by surprise.  He was so quick and strong,
shedidn't expect to find herself naked in bed with him so fast.  She
wasjust about to ask him to slow down when she felt his tongue lick upher
pussy lips, spreading them open in its passage from her floodingvagina to
her swollen clitoris.  She had never felt anything remotelylike the
sensations he was causing within her, and her resolve tomake him stop
disappeared, washed away by the flood of desire thatrolled from her pussy,
up through her suddenly tender nipples, andinto her overloaded brain.  One
hand grasped the back of his head,the other reached up to pinch and rub her
swollen nubs on herflattened breasts.  Darrien reached up with one hand and
manipulatedher one nipple, creating sensations she had only imagined
before, andshe pinched her other nipple in time with the tides flowing
withinher.

   'BobbiJo was right,' she thought distractedly, 'He does know how touse
that tongue...' Before she could finish even this short thought,she was
taken down a path she had never traveled before, driven alongby Darrien's
tongue trilling her distended clitoris.

   She orgasmed.

   This was no mere cum, this was the end of the world, a head rush
tooblivion and back in a nanosecond.  It was beyond anything she hadever
experienced in her life.  Her legs trembled, and she bent herlegs until her
knees were practically on her shoulders, openingherself completely to him.

   This was Darrien's golden opportunity.  He stood, dropped hisdrawers,
and crawled up to where SueEllen was curled up on her back.  He supported
himself on his hands as he poked and prodded at herspasming pussy with his
prick, until, almost by instinct, she rockedup just as he was plunging
down, and the connection was made.  Heslid into her, opening her for the
first time, feeling no resistanceexcept for her constricting walls, until
he was buried in her to thehilt, their pubic hair meshing like Velcro.

   He barely stopped to enjoy the sensation of SueEllen's tightness,but
instead began to stroke as deeply as he could, pulling out untiljust the
head was still encased inside her, to plunge back in.  Whenhe was at his
deepest, he ground against her, creating heat andfriction on her clit.  In
and out he pistoned, enjoying the cries ofthe girl beneath him, delighting
in the rhythmic creak of the bed andthe thumping of the headboard against
the wall as he used her.

   Downstairs, the other partygoers could hear the bedsprings sing,
andcould feel the wall shake as Darrien worked.  It was the cue theywere
all waiting for.  By the time Darrien was ready to spew hisseed, there was
a small audience standing in the doorway, watching.  They all crowded
there, enthralled, as Darrien groaned, flexed, andpushed as deeply into
SueEllen as he could as he came.  He stayedthere for a moment, deep within
her, enjoying the aftermath of hisexplosion, until finally he sighed,
lifted up off the still moaninggirl, and turned to his friends.

   "Who's next?" he asked.

   SueEllen, eyes glazed in passion, could only watch as Matt,
takingadvantage of his position as host of the party, dropped his
jeans,rolled on a condom, and hopped up on the bed, immediately
coveringSueEllen and rubbing his dick up and down her swollen slit, until
thehead lodged itself in her opening.  He pumped, burying himself to
thehilt, and started stroking in and out, oblivious to SueEllen's
weakprotests.  After a few moments, she gave in to the inevitable,admitting
to herself that her body was aroused beyond caring, andwrapped her arms and
legs around the boy on top of her.  She glancedat the doorway and saw,
standing there among the boys waiting theirturn, BobbiJo.  She was smirking
as she stood there, each handstroking a boy's exposed dick, watching
SueEllen get the fucking ofher life.

   As SueEllen watched in disbelief, BobbiJo knelt down in front of thetwo
boys.  Still stroking each of them, she alternated licking andsucking the
two dicks pointed at her.  One of the boys reached downand pulled BobbiJo's
t-shirt off, exposing her small, braless boobs.  As he got his blowjob, he
let his hands wander from her head to hershoulders to her chest, pinching
and squeezing her breasts as shepleasured him.  The boy groaned and shoved
his dick deeper into herwilling mouth, shooting his seed down her throat.
She gulped andswallowed, and then abandoned the wilting shaft in favor of
the stiffone in her other hand, licking up and down the length of the
boy'sthrobbing dick.

   "Are you ready for a BobbiJo blowjob?" she asked sexily as she gazedup
at him from below.

   "Yeah, give him a B.J.  b-j special," said Darrien with a smile. 
Shegrinned up at him as she stuck her tongue out to begin her task.

   SueEllen felt Matt stiffen, and when he went off into the latexcovering
his cock inside her, it triggered another orgasm for her.  She barely felt
him withdraw, only to be replaced by another, longerdick in her overflowing
cunt.  All she cared about anymore was thespeed of the stroke, because that
was what determined how often shewas able to get off.  Eventually she lost
track of the boys, and ofthe climaxes she experienced, and of the loads
that were deposited inher.

   BobbiJo, in the meantime, was taking on as many boys as she could,until
finally her jaw got tired.  She hopped up on the bed next toher sister,
pushing on her to move her over a little, and eagerlyspread her legs,
wanting to join in on the action.  Darrien, as theinstigator of the party,
got to be the first to fuck her.  As he slidinto her wet pussy, he heard
her whisper, "This was a really goodidea, Dare.  I think she likes it
almost as much as I do." At that,she pulled him down to her for a wet,
open-mouthed kiss, theirtongues mimicing the movements of his dick in her
cunt.

   SueEllen was vaguely aware of her sister beside her, and heard
hercomment to Darrien.  "You helped planned this?" she asked.

   BobbiJo smiled at her sweetly.  "Of course," she replied.  "Darrienand I
both thought you needed a lesson."

   SueEllen rolled her eyes at her sister, and went back toconcentrating on
the sensations being created between her legs.

   An hour later, everyone was exhausted.  SueEllen's thighs werechapped
from the friction of so many bodies and so much of her ownjuices leaking
from her, and she was laying there on the bed, legsakimbo, in a gigantic
wet spot.  BobbiJo was on her side, headpropped on her hand, a cigarette
dangling from her lips.  The boyswere sprawled around the room, or leaning
up against the wall.

   From the doorframe, Darrien said, "Okay, did everyone who wanted oneget
a b-j from B.J.?" He looked around as kids wearily nodded theirheads.  "And
did everyone who wanted a piece of SueEllen or BobbiJoget satisfied?" Again
the weary nods of agreement.

   BobbiJo smiled at Darrien, and Darrien grinned back.  "In thatcase," he
declared, "I guess this party's over.  A Goodtime was hadby all!"



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