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JZL11_10A: Saturday In The Park - Our First Real True Serious Date

Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000.  Please don't
distribute in an altered form, or with any charges for acquisition.

JZL is my life story series.  You can find out more about the entire
series at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzlstories.html, and more
of
year 11 at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzeleven.html

At eleven, I get to actually experience this thing called sex. - by
Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000-2002..     




JZL11_10: Sitting in a Tree on Saturday: F U C K I N G! 
 (mf mff oral rom) by Jeff Zephyr



Sherry and Jeff... Sitting in a Tree.  F U C K I N G!  (on Saturday)



JZL11_10A: Saturday In The Park - Our First Real True Serious Date

Mom bugged me about it being too cold to go swimming.  I was ready to
go out that Saturday morning, bright and early, and she just had to
interrupt me.  I wasn't thinking about swimming at all.  My two
girlfriends weren't getting together with me to swim.


"We'll be playing in the park, or at Sherry's house, or maybe at
Louis's or Tom's, or you know, somewhere around there."  It wasn't
unusual for me to do that, and yet, I knew, unlike our last weekend
together, that we were going to get naked and have sex.  Just two
weeks ago and I still kept thinking of it, imagining what might happen
today.

Despite my worry that mom would notice my unusual excitement, there
were no signs of suspicion, no odd inquiries.  I did try to stay cool
about what was about to happen today, but I couldn't stay calm.  It
was so exciting, so inspiring, so hot and sexy, knowing that I was
going to make love with my girlfriends!  Mom did notice my enthusiasm,
but put it down as simple "spring fever," a chance to do more outside
after the long cold winter.  That made me feel a lot better, because I
did have a fever of sorts, but it wasn't just the nicer weather that
brought it on.





Sherry and Maureen and I had been a set, a threesome, for over a year,
maybe even longer. We'd been friends since second grade, holding-hands
friends.  At age twelve, that was like forever.  I wasn't quite twelve
yet, but I felt close enough to figure that all of us were the same
age. We didn't call what we did `going out' or `dating.'  We would
hold hands when walking home from school, me in the middle of the
three of us.  Sometimes we'd kiss, but chastely, lips closed kisses
most of the time.  No tongues, and definitely no sex.  Up until two
weeks ago, we had a wonderful grade-school `kid crush' romance.

I never expected that to change, not quickly anyway. A flirting,
teasing girl named Annie, who I also `liked' - grade school talk for
being in love - played a game of get naked and kiss in the woods.  We
did way more than just kiss.  In fact, we did just about everything.

Then I had to get together with my best girlfriends, Sherry and
Maureen, the next day, which turned out to be two days after due to
parental interference. We'd planned to go swimming but somehow it
turned into a skinny dipping confession session of my sexual
experience with Annie.  We `acted out' the scenes from my confession,
and during the process I discovered that my two girlfriends had
discovered sex between each other last summer.  We'd spent the entire
school year, fall, winter, and all of spring up until now, dancing
around our desires. I'd wanted them, and they'd wanted me.  Or at
least, we wanted to do more than just play at romance.

I had Lesbian girlfriends.  I hadn't suspected it, and if you've
ever...  well, just think about explaining to your boyfriend that you
and your best girlfriend are having sex together.  Showing me by
kissing each other was maybe a bit safer than just blurting it out,
especially as my naked body showed what I felt.  But it was still
brave to reveal such a secret.  I loved them both, and figured they
were so very lucky to be together all the time.  I was even more lucky
to have them as girlfriends.

Even better, Annie was OK with this whole arrangement.  We divided up
my time, so that I got to spend about an hour or so after school with
Annie, and then got weekends with Sherry and Maureen.  No jealousy,
just love.

Sex, too.  I don't know if it always takes sex to make you decide that
you're in love.  Maybe it was just that our `kiddie' love seemed more
like good friendship, with just a hint of romance, than adult love. 
But having sex, making love together, I just couldn't explain as just
`having sex.'

I was thinking about all this sort of stuff, going over what had
happened in the last two weeks, because today, this very day, I was
going on my first `date' with Sherry and Maureen.  The first time was
unplanned, even the first time with Annie was just a game of "showing"
at the start.  The three of us had no chance for a similar situation
the previous week, and our interrupted impromptu pants-dropping play
after school this week was nice, but nothing like a full day in the
sun together.

Annie and I had almost every day after school to get together, and
we'd made love this Friday.  I could still taste and feel her.  Our
encounter was intense and fabulous, and even better, Annie told me she
loved me!  Annie was just such a tomboy sort of girl, no girlish
curves, no breasts yet, not even much hair on her pussy despite being
twelve like the other girls.  Yet she was at least as enthusiastic as
I to get together after school and make love.  Or fuck, like we did
last night.  Not every time did we do that act.  Oral sex was
something which we all fortunately enjoyed tremendously.  I hadn't yet
gone past that with my Sherry, and today, this Saturday in the park,
we might do that.

I can hardly say we'd `finally' do it when it was only to be the
second time we three could get naked together for a day.  I was
excited, but it was much more than just about a chance to have sex
with these two girls.  They were still my best girl friends, probably
my best friends, and while we'd talked some about what happened
between us, I needed to know more.  I'd explained a lot of things to
Annie last night, and I still wasn't sure how she felt, other than
that she loved me, but I knew we all loved each other. However, that
one word doesn't explain all of what we felt.

I had no one else to really ask or talk about it with either; no way I
could ask my parents, and my siblings weren't quite ready for this
kind of discussion.  Soon, maybe; my brother Jack had a girlfriend,
they were two years younger than I but then, I'd been close to Sherry
and Maureen at that age.  Then there was Debbie, the girl from the
farm who got naked with me.  Nothing sexual happened between us, but I
imagined that we would have grown up together and done it. 

Pretending to Mom that this was just another day in the park with my
friends wasn't easy.  I couldn't help thinking about this over and
over.  It was a great day for getting naked outdoors, if not for
swimming naked.  I walked and skipped my way to Sherry's house, and I
don't think I noticed anything I saw along the way.

***********


We met at Sherry's again.  Her mom invited me inside because the girls
were getting stuff ready for our day trip to the park.  Sherry's mom
gave us all sorts of instructions about not playing by the water,
staying away from the rocky places, and all the other usual worrying
sorts of advice moms like to give kids.  That made me feel better,
safer, because there was nothing different or new in her reaction to
me.  I was just Sherry's friend, maybe one who had a crush on her but
it wasn't more than that.  We were too young yet for more, and had
been friends for a long time, as far as our parents believed at least.

Maureen packed up a lot of stuff for us to carry along; A couple of
blankets, snacks and soda, an umbrella in case it rained. We bundled
it up so we three could carry it on our backs.  She is the one who got
us going, telling Sherry's mom that we all wanted to go and play. 
Walking along to the woods by the lake, we held hands, me in the
middle, and chattered about all sorts of things other than sex.  I
wanted to bring it up, to tell them all of what happened, but we all
knew that getting caught wasn't worth it, and Sherry reminded me of
that.

*****

It felt strange to talk about school and other friends, even ordinary
things like the weather.  I listened more than talked, kind of lost in
my own feelings.  Maureen was taller than Annie, and her red hair and
freckles were very different from Annie's straight brown locks and
smooth, clear skin.  Underneath her clothes she had a red-furred
pussy, more mature looking than the other two girls.  Her breasts were
slightly more than the points of her pink nipples, unlike Annie.  But
neither one needed a bra.  Annie didn't wear a bra, but Maureen had a
training bra on, and probably always wore it.  It was like how she
always had one-piece swimming suits.

If I'd had only one girlfriend, maybe I wouldn't have thought about
such details.  I found both Sherry and Annie delightful beyond
imagination, and despite Annie's less than developed appearance,
making love with her was a perfect experience.  But I'd loved Sherry
first, if not by that much.  Sherry's long light brown hair was more
girlish than Annie's.  Her breasts needed a small bra, though not
quite up to the letter-cup sizes yet.  Her adorable pussy had a wispy
bit of fluffy pubic hair, and though she called it just `baby fuzz' it
was more than Annie had.  My seven- year-old sister Cher had none at
all.

Mom had much more, and with that thought I let myself get back into
the conversation again.  I hadn't told Sherry and Maureen about all
the things which had happened to me before, especially about my sister
or my Mom.  But I'd told Annie a lot of it, and she hadn't freaked out
or anything like that.  I couldn't do less with these two.

"When we get there, I think we need to talk," I said.  We were talking
now of course, but they got my meaning.  A serious talk.  The kind of
thing which we couldn't do in class, or even on the sidewalk . . . 
Not even in a quiet alley . . .  The kind of things which required
trust and privacy.

I wondered if the girls were thinking about me, or sex.  I didn't feel
safe asking about that, not in the open.  I knew that they thought
about it, but were they thinking about it like I was?

"I love you, Jeff," Sherry said, and she pulled me close and kissed
me.  Maureen hugged me on the other side, and when Sherry let me go,
she kissed me too.

"I love you both too," I said.  "I can't wait until we get there.  It
should be just perfect today."

Now, I was thinking how wonderful life was, with two girls who love me
holding me, kissing me.  We moved on, holding hands, one girl on each
side of me.

****

After we got to the park, we talked more about romance, and wondering
if anyone else at school had discovered what we had.  We decided that
if they had, they were keeping it a secret just like us.  Then, that
led into the story about how cool the tree house would be, and
directly into how much fun the girls had talking about it last night.

"It was really hot," Sherry said.  "I kept thinking about you and
Annie doing it, and then I thought of how you'd be doing it to
Maureen.  While I was touching her in the same place, you know?"

"Yeah, Annie and I had a real good time, and thinking about you made
it really cool, er, hot," I said.

But we were still afraid of being overheard today, and quickly clammed
up, not talking about anything at all for a while except for which way
to turn, to walk.  We held hands, walking along, until the path was
too narrow to easily do that.

When we got to the place, Maureen said, "Here we are!"

I couldn't spot the tree house right away.  I looked around, and
finally Maureen pointed to it.  It blended into the tree, no longer
looking like manmade boards nailed into place.  It helped that part of
it was made using tree branches, and I figured that if I couldn't spot
it, then anyone wandering by wouldn't see it, or us, either.

"How did you find this place?" I asked.

"Oh, we've just been around all the places by the park, exploring.  I
think it looked better before, easier to spot it last year.  You'll
need to be careful climbing up.  The tree is OK, but some of the
boards nailed to it aren't so good, or are slippery," Sherry explained
to me.

Once up in the tree, which was indeed tricky to climb and I had
slipped a couple times, I looked around.  From below, it looked like a
wooden platform, like a shipping pallet, stuck up in a tree.  Inside,
it didn't look all that great to me at first.  It was just a bare
wooden floor, dirty in places, with only partial walls, and half the
ceiling had fallen down. The door was big, too, making it easy to get
in, but also easy for wind or rain to enter as well.  But it wasn't
overgrown inside with vines and moss, unlike the tree itself, and it
was definitely more private than being out on the beach.  We dropped
our packs, and Maureen quickly spread a blanket out on the floor. We
all helped with that, making a nice little camping place for us to sit
and snuggle together.

Without announcing it or anything, Maureen started to strip naked, and
Sherry did so too.  I matched them, catching up because I had skipped
underwear today.  Nothing coy, nothing teasing.  We just got
completely naked together, not saying anything.

I was struck by the fact that there seemed to be no evident flaming
passion, desire or sense of astonishment.  We were just so casual
about this, as if we'd been getting naked together all the time,
rather than this being just our second time together like this.  I'd
felt that with Annie a little, but not nearly as much as this day. 
The two girls looked lovely naked, I was hard and hot for them, and
yet they kept on talking, chatting with me as we stripped, not even
staring too much at me, just smiling and happy.

That was part of the difference.  Annie and I were untalkative once we
got naked, at least until after we'd finished having sex, then she'd
stared at me as hard as I did at her.  I was still doing that with my
girlfriends, but they were comfortable being naked with me . . .  And
definitely with each other.  Even in the subdued light under the
shadows from the tree branches, they looked so awesomely lovely. 
Sherry's soft, pretty breasts, her almost hairless pussy, and
Maureen's big hard nipples and fluffy red pubes were just too hot for
me. I was stiff, almost hurting with desire, just looking at them.

Maureen said, "Now we can talk about what we'll be doing, and I really
want to talk about what happened this week, especially yesterday!" 
Now, she was staring at me, looking at my hard dick which was pointing
at her.


Both of them were looking at it.  Maybe at my entire naked body, but
they seemed fascinated by that shaft of hard, pink flesh bobbing
slightly as I moved.  I had little more pubic hair than Sherry, just a
wispy bit above, nothing below, my totally hairless scrotum hanging
down between my legs.  I could see the sunlight was highlighting my
leg, and I moved to put my sex parts into the `spotlight'.

I was in love.  It wasn't just a crush, not just lust.  Not even lust
plus a tight friendship.  Even if I was wrong, that was how I felt.  I
could tell them everything, and we were so happy being together that I
have no words which truly fit it.  It wasn't like a simple
infatuation.  It was as though we'd always been together like this and
we'd just forgotten for a while.  How else could I explain how easy we
were getting naked together, openly showing our bodies and our
desires? They wanted me and  I couldn't measure my desire for them. 
There was magic in our mutual lust . . .  A flow of energy between us
all.  Most of all though, I just knew we were meant to get together
like this.  Naked, and happy that way.

Maureen walked over to me as I stared at her and grabbed my dick,
squeezing it in her hand.  She kissed me, a standing-naked kiss, with
our naked bodies touching.  She rubbed my dick against her pussy,
letting the tip enter her moist opening ever so slightly, then pushed
it up to rub her slit as our hips pushed together.

Sherry moved behind me and hugged me, kissing my neck on the right
side, licking my ear.  Not nibbling it, just licking softly, and I
giggled, unable to hold still.  But I didn't move my body away,
letting both girls press their bodies against mine as we kissed.  I
was alive with desire, and my hard dick jumped against Maureen's soft
pubes.  The heat of her pussy against my dick was blazing, hotter than
the sunshine.

Other than being naked and our sexes touching, this wasn't much
different than how we'd kiss after school, if we got the chance.  But
sandwiched naked between two naked girls while kissing, my dick softly
stroking Maureen's pussy, not under my control but hers, was a
magnificent feeling.  I think I honestly would have been happy to do
this sort of thing all day. Well, with a short break to get off before
the pressure in my balls got too much.  But I was in no hurry.

That was another special thing.  With Annie, we only had about an hour
after school to play naked together.  That might seem like a lot, but
between getting comfortably undressed and making love to each other
until each got an orgasm (and we didn't manage that every day), there
wasn't a lot of time to relax and talk, or even just kiss.  In fact,
I'd been late a few times simply because we cuddled and kissed
afterwards.

This Saturday was different however.  We'd started bright and early in
the morning.  We had enough time for a week's worth of loving before
lunch, and we still had the whole rest of the day to play together.  
Maybe Sherry and Maureen had the better deal, getting way more time
with me than Annie. I knew I was lucky to have all three in love with
me.  But it just seemed how we should do things.

Sherry and Maureen also had all that time together, just the two of
them in their bed each night.  I could imagine the sex between them,
after watching them together, but I still wished that somehow we could
all sleep together like that.  Their parents let them swap houses
whenever they wanted, and now they were together all the time, rarely
sleeping apart.

Yet I just didn't think that it was unfair either.  Annie and I got
together every day, and on Friday - last night - we'd taken way more
than just an hour.  Time to cuddle and do it again, and talk a lot. 
Even if Sherry was the sort to get jealous of my time with Annie, she
spent more time with Maureen.  Or vice versa.

It would have confused me a lot if we were jealous, or argued about
who was getting the best times and such things.  But instead, somehow
we all just got along and enjoyed this situation.  I wished I could
spend more time with all of them but I wasn't jealous, not even
envious, at least not yet.  I couldn't see how I could ever be
jealous.

Thinking this sort of thing while kissing naked seemed a bit strange
to me.  It was as if I couldn't stop my brain from analyzing things,
even while I enjoyed the delights of the sensations.  When I let my
mind go, it felt like I was floating on a cloud of love, held up by my
two lover's naked bodies.

The girls seemed in no hurry either, so this went on for quite some
time.  When we finally parted, it was only our mouths that were freed,
not our bodies.  Maureen's hand remained around my hard dick, and
Sherry stretched her arms across my chest, crossing them and catching
Maureen's nipples.

We talked for a while.  The most obvious thing was what happened
between Annie and me this last week, especially the day before.  But
in that, I explained about telling Annie `everything," and how I
really wanted to do the same with them.

"We can tell you everything too," Sherry said.

"Yes, that will be great.  No secrets, not between us?"  Maureen
asked.

I started off the story-telling. The girls told me a little of how
they got together like they were on Wednesday, so my curiosity about
them wasn't completely unsatisfied. Mostly, I wanted to tell them, and
have them approve, just as I accepted what they'd done.

I didn't get too far in my rambling tales about my early childhood
before Maureen interrupted.  I'd planned to get back to the very
beginning, what I could remember of my experience with Sheila the
babysitter, but Annie was still on my mind, and the girls were
naturally curious about my other lover.

"Let's lay down," Maureen asked.  She didn't let go of me, at first. 
She wanted to guide me down, holding my hard dick in her hand.  That
almost worked, but I slipped a little on the blanket and slid out of
her grip.

I finally got comfy, laying down on the blanket with a folded coat as
a pillow under my head, as the girls took "position" to help me tell
the story better.

Maureen grabbed my dick again, and said, "We can still `do stuff' and
talk at the same time, OK?"

Sherry lay on her side next to me, and kissed me.  Maureen put her
lips on the tip of my dick, still holding it, and gently kissed and
licked there.  Sherry broke off kissing my lips long enough to say,
"Go on, please.  I really want to know, just tell me what you want,
what happened."

She stroked my chest, rubbing my nipples lightly.  I noticed her
breasts were within reach of me as well, so I gently petted them as I
continued my story.  Maureen was blowing me, softly, playfully,
gently.  No hurry, relaxing-like, very blissful.  Part of me wanted to
speed up things, to just go fast and intensify this pleasure.  But we
had all day, and telling my story was important.




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