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The following is a work of fiction and is just a fantasy.
Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely
coincidental and entirely unintentional.  There may be
references to people in a historical context, but they are
not really characters in this story.

This is a story that describes sexually explicit situations
in a fictional universe that only vaguely seems similar to
the one we live in.  Most of the characters in this story are
under aged.  However, the target audience is adults (people
over the age of eighteen) with broad minds.

* * *

This is a sequel to the story "Lucky Tickets," and as such,
you may want to read that story first to get a better
introduction to the characters present in both stories.  Like
a lot of sequels, it's not really meant to be read out of
order.

* * *

Chapter 21--Senior Weekend III

        The autumn wind, and the winter wind,
        Have come and gone.
        And still the days, those lonely days,
        Go on and on.
        And guess who sighs his lullabies,
        Through nights that never end?
        My fickle friend, the summer wind!
                -- Summer Wind (Frank Sinatra)


    Kristen found me after the party.  "Why did you do that?"
she asked.

    "Do what?"

    "Tell Lynette to love me."

    "You mean, 'Pussy Slave,'" I pointed out.

    "Jim, you told her to love me."

    "She already told me that she loved you.  If she really
loves you, then her party request is fulfilled."

    "Why did you do that?" Kristen repeated.

    I sighed.  "Kris, I love you, Will loves you, Cammy loves
you, and now Lynette loves you.  I have absolutely no
jealousy over any of them.  I will feel no jealousy when
we're with Tiny and June later.  Do you want to know why?
Because I love you, that's why.  I love you, and I love you
completely, and I love you utterly."

    Kristen looked shocked.

    "Kris, what I want is a world in which everybody can see
you for the Goddess you are.  A living, breathing, walking,
fucking Goddess."

    "I'm not really a Goddess," Kristen said, softly.

    "I say you are," I answered.  "I will prove it one day.
Until then, you'll have to trust me.  You've told me many
times that you trust me, so be true to your word."

    "But..."

    "I just listened to Patty tell me for fifteen minutes
that I was a jock and that all the girls are dying to get
into my bed," I said.  "I would like you to at least allow me
to call you my Goddess."

    "But..."

    "But, nothing, darling." I put my finger on her lips,
quieting her.  "You are my Goddess, and you will be loved as
such.  Will, Cammy, Lynette, and I all see it.  I will be
creating your congregation one by one.  If I can convert Tiny
and June over, I will.  If not, I'll find others who are
willing.  Patty said that next year, I'll have any
cheerleader offer to take Lynette's place."

    Kristen shook her head.  She had a slightly frightened
look on her face.

    It was time to take charge.  "Say, 'yes, Master.'"

    Kristen looked at me, and said it, softly.

    I smiled at my Goddess.

    "You scare me," Kristen said, softly, hugging me.

* * *

    At two o'clock, Tiny and June met us in the master
bedroom.

    "Hey, Tiny!  Hey, June!" I said, cheerily.

    June said, softly, "Excuse me, Jim?"

    "Huh?"

    "Please, Jim," June said.  "If you want to be close to
Archy and me, please use Archy's name."

    "I'm sorry... Hey, Archy!"

    Archy grinned.  "June hates the name Tiny."

    "You're not to use it at all, Archy!" June said, but she
was smiling as she said it.

    "I'm sorry, June," I repeated.  "I only knew him by that
nickname."

    June nodded.  "His parents even call him that!  There are
only three people that can call him anything else.  Cammy and
Lynette call him TB, and I call him my 'Teddy Bear.' From now
on, Kristen, you can call him TB as well."

    We all laughed at that.

    "How do we do this?" June asked.  She sounded nervous.

    "Are you really up to this, June?" I asked.  "This isn't
mandatory, you know."

    "I really do, but... except for a little cuddling, Archy
has been the only guy I've been close to."

    "So, why don't we just cuddle?  I think you look very
cuddly," I said.

    June looked sweet as she blushed.

    Kristen suggested.  "How about this, June?  Let's take
turns taking off bathing suits.  First the girls' tops, then
the guys' suits, and then the girls' bottoms."

    June nodded.

    Kristen started by taking off her top.  June followed
suit, eying me nervously as she did so.  I went next, untying
my bathing suit to reveal my erection.  June and Kristen's
toplessness started breathing life into it.  Tiny was next,
as he slowly pulled down his bathing suit.

    To say that Archy was large was an understatement.
Actually, he wasn't really longer than I was, but he was much
thicker.

    Kristen actually whistled.  "If Jim owned one of those, I
think I'd wait a while before I let him split me in half with
it!"

    Kristen's remark had the effect of breaking the ice.
June and Archy both laughed.

    Kristen was next and pulled down her bottoms.  June did
so afterward.

    "Archy?" I asked.

    "Yes, Jim?"

    "I know you are a wonderful guy.  Please take care of my
Goddess and I'll treat June like a fragile piece of glass."

    "That sounds fair to me," Archy answered.

    Kristen moved over to Archy and reached up to kiss him.
Her body pressed against his groin and Archy bent down and
kissed her.

    I took my cue from Kristen and took June into my arms.
It wasn't the first kiss I had with her while the two of us
were naked, but the fact that we were alone in the master
bedroom made it much more intimate.

    June's mouth tasted as though she recently brushed her
teeth.  I held her tight against me and I felt my very hard
erection push against her belly.

    Kristen led Tiny to the bed, and I saw that she put Tiny
on one side with her in the middle.  This made it easy to
bring June in the same way, so that I'd be laying between the
two girls.

    June whispered to me, "Jim?  I feel funny being on the
same bed with Archy and Kristen.  Could we go somewhere else?"

    "Certainly," I said.  "Would you like to use your own
room, or would you feel weird with that?  I could use
Camille's room, or would you prefer to stay here and maybe
put a quilt onto the floor?"

    "Camille's room.  Making out on the floor sounds so...
cheap."

    "Sure thing, June."

    I whispered our intentions to Kristen who nodded without
breaking her kiss with Archy.

    I found a towel for June, but she simply picked up her
bathing suit and walked out of the room, naked.

    Nobody spotted us going into Camille's room, but then
again, everybody already saw everybody else naked.  When we
got into the room, June pulled me onto the bed.

    "Jim?" June whispered.

    "Yes?"

    "This feels so... naughty!  I've never made it with a guy
like you before.  Actually, Archy is the only one I've done
it with, but I've always thought it so... naughty... to be,
like, with someone like you..."

    "Yeah," I sighed.  "People always fantasize making out
with musicians.  I fantasize about cheerleaders, so I guess
we're even!"

    June playfully punched me.  "I mean the black and white
thing, Jim!"

    "I know what you meant, June.  I've wondered about black
girls, too.  I've always known you as a cheerleader, though.
Most girls think of me as a band nerd, so I'm kind of used to
labels."

    June looked at me.  "It's funny.  The same girls who
wouldn't think of sleeping with a guy in a school band, will
line up at the back stage door waiting to sleep with rock
singers!"

    I nodded and laughed.  "I guess we're late bloomers." I
stuck my right index finger into June's mouth, surprising
her.  She sucked it in.  I pulled it out and then traced it
around the chocolate circle that surrounded her nipple.  I
saw her shiver in response; I was doing all right.

    "How far do you want to go?" I asked.  "I don't want to
cross any boundaries that would make you uncomfortable."

    "I intend to cuddle you until I get warmed up.  I expect
you to do more than just diddle my nipple, Jim.  Then I will
expect you to move down between my legs, and rub me with your
fingers.  After that, I will take your white dick into my
black mouth..."

    "Pink mouth," I corrected.

    "Whatever.  I'm going to take that white dick, and I'll
show you what deep throat means.  I will continue until you
are satisfied, and then we'll come up with something else.
Does that meet with your approval?"

    "Is there anything you wish me to avoid?"

    "I'm a virgin, and I want to remain one.  However, I told
Archy that he can do anything with Kristen that he does with
me, and I'm going to give you that same permission."

    I smiled at the cute black cheerleader.  I now had both
of my hands on her breasts, and was rubbing her the way that
my partners showed me they liked.  Too bad we were in bed.  A
shower with a bar of soap would have been interesting...

    "All right.  Is there anything that I might have left
out?" June asked.

    "Yes," I said.  "A couple of things."

    "Really?"

    "First, each time I have an orgasm, if you swallow it, I
want a long kiss afterward."

    June looked surprised at that.  "Archy doesn't..."

    "I'm not Archy.  That doesn't turn you off, does it?"

    "Do you really like that?"

    "Kristen and others have taught me the pleasure.  I don't
want you hogging it all!"

    "You said there were a couple of things," June said.

    "Let's just do what comes naturally," I said.  I found
that once things got started, the rest would just work out.

    June laughed.  "I need to warn you.  I know it's not too
common, but when I get really excited... I... get wet."

    That wasn't unusual.  "All girls get wet."

    June said, "I squirt!"

    "Ooh.  Will you let me taste it?"

    "You nasty white boy!" June laughed.

    I was still rubbing one of June's breasts, and my other
hand moved slowly down her body.  I parted her lower lips and
found that she was already wet.  I think the talking really
turned her on.

    "Do you like talking dirty?" I whispered.

    "When I get excited, I say... nasty words..."

    "Do you know you have the darkest nipples that I've ever
seen?  They're even darker than Kristen's.  Your breasts are
really pointy, and you seem to shave your pussy, but not
entirely..."

    "Oh, Jim!" June breathed.

    June's eyes were closed and her lips were puckered into
an "ooh" as her hand found my member and was gauging its
size.  I knew from Camille's remarks that I wasn't small in
the dick department, but I would imagine that compared to
Archy, June might have been disappointed.

    I moved my finger up and down June's slit.  I discovered
her cunt hole and found what I thought was June's clitoris.
I avoided both after making the discovery.

    Since June seemed to enjoy me talking, I decided to give
her some more verbal stimulation.  "Last night, Kristen had
Lynette's face to the shower wall.  Kris was on her knees,
lapping Lynette's cunt as if she were a happy little puppy.
Then the two switched places, and Camille masturbated me
until I shot my load all over Lynette's face, and then
Kristen licked her face clean.  After that, the two girls
kissed..."

    "Ooh..." June was getting very turned on hearing about
our exploits the previous night.

    I spread June's cunt lips apart with my index and ring
fingers and moved my middle finger in between.

    June moved closer to me and we were kissing again.
June's tongue was probing into mine, and her hands started a
gentle stroking action.

    Our kiss was long and lingering.  June moaned softly and
she seemed to like it when I gently squeezed her breast.
When I finally grazed her clitoris, I heard June's breath
catch, indicating that my mental map of her pussy was on
track.

    I felt June move her crotch in order to make my finger
graze over that spot again, but I moved my hand with her
motions.  I moved further and then gently pushed into her
actual cunt.

    "Ooh," June breathed.

    June started to caress my head with one hand in a
movement that was universal to all the women I have ever
taken to bed.  She wanted me to move down.

    I broke our kiss, and planted little kisses on her chin,
moving down over her neck and shoulders.  My finger, which
was still rubbing between her legs, was finding the going
more and more slick as June's excitement heightened.

    When I finally reached June's breasts, I gave them scores
of tiny kisses, working my way in a spiral until I just
touched the chocolate ring surrounding her nipple.  Instead
of going further, however, I moved over to the other breast
and repeated my action there.  June tried to move my head
back to the other nipple, but I was patient.

    "Archy..." June said, surprising me, as if she were
calling her lover's name.  "takes... a long..." June sighed
as I continued assaulting her right breast.  "time... to...
have an... orgasm..."

    I chuckled to myself as June was telling me about Archy.
I decided to give June the payoff she desired, and finally
allowed my lips and tongue to enter June's ring of desire
surrounding her right nipple.

    "Ooh," June repeated.  "I'm your filthy whore!" June
cried.

    I continued licking and sucking on June's nipple.

    "I'm your cum slut.  I'm your pussy slave, Jim!"

    I switched to the other nipple.  My hand was finding
June's wetness getting past saturation.  Her fluids were
flowing freely.

    "I'm going to suck you dry!" June said, her excitement
building.

    June words were very sexy and amusing to me.

    I gave June's left nipple a final lick, and then kissed
the right one good-bye as I started to continue my downward
descent.

    June tried to push my head downward faster, but I wasn't
having any of it.  It took a minute to reach her belly
button, an erogenous zone that I knew a few women enjoyed.  I
found myself lucky.  June stopped pushing and started to keep
my head in place.  I licked her belly button and kissed it,
sucking at it.

    "I'm... I'm... I'm..."

    June sounded like a broken record.  I gave another
farewell kiss to her belly button, and started my examination
of the dark, virgin forest of her pussy hairs.

    A couple of hairs ended up in my mouth--a common
occurrence--but I continued kissing and licking my way down
and inhaled my first close-up scent of Eau de la June.

    "Lovely," I said, savoring her aroma.

    "Please... I'll be Kristen's pussy slave!"

    I decided that the wait was worth it.  I was amazed at
how the pink of June's pussy accented the chocolate darkness
of her skin.  I took my first lick... and found myself the
recipient of a stream of liquid that I figured was the start
of June's orgasm, which her loud vocal cries confirmed.

    I allowed the stream--it wasn't long--to catch into my
tongue, which was curled in order to collect it.

    "Fuck me!" June cried.  I knew that this wasn't a
request, but an impassioned cry.

    I moved my face off June's crotch, and surprised her in
mid-orgasm as I kissed her, sharing the liquid that she
squirted into my mouth.

    "Oomth..." June said, her voice muffled by my kiss.

    "Oomth..." I agreed.

    I moved back and finished the job that I started.

    "You... you did that..."

    I pulled away from June's crotch.  "Are you angry?" I
asked.

    "You are such a nasty boy!" June sighed.

    That was interesting.  I went from "nasty white boy" to
simply a "nasty boy." I moved back to June's crotch, and
moved my tongue into her virgin hole.  I didn't know how deep
a virgin cunt was, but I imagined it would allow at least the
inch or two of tongue that I could insert into her, and found
myself not hitting any obstruction.

    I then moved out of her hole, and licked up and finally
grazed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

    "I'm your fucking cunt whore!" June cried, once again
approaching her ecstasy.

    I decided it was time to lay it on thick, so I puckered
up my lips and sucked her clitoris from its hiding place.

    "Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!  Lick me, Oogie!"

    I pushed my tongue between my lips, and licked a little
circle around her nub.

    "Shit!  Shit!"

    June was very vocal when she was excited, I decided.

    June's grip on my hair was starting to hurt, but I
continued to bathe her clit until I felt the squirting start
again.

    "Fuck me, baby!  Oh, Oogie... Fuck!  Fuck!"

    I didn't let up.

    "Aaaaahhhhn..."

    More licking... an occasional suck...

    "Eeeeeeeee..."

    The squirting stopped, but June's orgasm continued.  Her
legs were wrapped between my shoulders, pulling me closer.

    "Eeeeeeeee..."

    I rubbed my tongue even harder...

    "Eeeeeeeee..."

    June was so cute when she came...

    "Eee-nough!"

    Oh, my!  I pulled my tongue back into my mouth.

    Despite her request that I stop, June's hands continued
to press my face into her crotch.  Her crotch, in turn,
continued to grind against my lips.  She wasn't being easy on
herself.

    "Aaaaaaahhhhh..."

    Luckily, I could still breathe through my nose, and
June's arousal was intoxicating.

    June's hands loosened their grip, finally.

    "I'm your fucking cunt whore pussy slave!" June said.

    Finally, I was released.

    I went back up and kissed June, again surprising her.

    June sucked at my tongue greedily.  I felt her suction
pull it very far into her mouth.

    At the same time, June's hands found my organ, which was
quite hard, and happy to shake hands with June once again.
June took me in both hands, which was unnecessary with my
organ, but was something that June probably learned from her
experiences with Archy.

    June's hands were moving back and forth, rolling my dick
between them.  At the same time, they were moving up and down
my shaft, at first going a bit too far, but quickly finding
the right depth.

    We broke the kiss, and June said, "Wow!  You really did
that.  You kissed me after I..."

    "You've never tasted your own excitement?" I asked,
surprised.

    June shook her head, but then meekly said, "Sometimes,
when I... play with myself... I sometimes lick my finger
afterward."

    "Archy has been hogging this wonderful feast for himself!
How greedy is that?"

    June giggled and started moving her head down my body
until her lips reached my cock.

    I have received blow jobs from a few girls.  My favorite,
of course, is Kristen.  Kristen used a technique that didn't
require the use of her hands and she also took me deep.  The
only other girl that took me deep was Camille.

    June, on the other hand, was much different.  She used
her hands, but only as foreplay.  She used a twisting motion
with two hands, and her lips followed her thumbs as they went
up and down.

    Suddenly, the hands moved away, and June impaled her
throat onto my cock.

    Kristen and Camille took me deep.  June, on the other
hand, took me *DEEP*.

    After that quick impalement, June actually had her lips
rubbing my ball sac... and she seemed to be able to go even
deeper!

    "Oof!" I grunted, shocked at June's oral technique.

    June slowly moved her head up until she was completely
off my cock.  "You like, little boy?" June said, a wicked
gleam in her eye.

    "Oogie like!" I said, trying to sound like the Hulk.
"Oogie want more.  Oogie like June!"

    June giggled and without using her hands this time,
returned to where her lips were caressing my balls.

    The back of June's throat was massaging the head of my
cock.  After about thirty seconds, June lifted her head off
my cock again.  "That's just a taste!" June said.

    "Oogie June's slave for life!" I said.

    Instead of deep throating me again, June simply started
to lick the head of my cock.  She knew exactly where my dick
was the most sensitive, and teased and tantalized me at every
opportunity.

    I looked down and saw June kneeling between my legs,
licking up and down my shaft.  She saw me looking, and blew
me a kiss.

    June positioned her head on my cock and locked her eyes
onto mine.  She then lowered her head, millimeter by
agonizing millimeter, her tongue flicking the little bit that
she had in her mouth and my body was going crazy.  I tried to
push upward, but June seemed to have expected this and moved
with me, agonizingly, just as I did with her earlier.

    After what seemed an eternity, she had a few inches of me
in her mouth and her tongue was dancing lively on the shaft.

    Still June moved downward, never stopping, always
plodding onward.

    I'm not sure how long it took, but eventually, June had
me very deep.  I felt something on my balls, and I realized
that it was June's tongue.  She took me completely and still
managed to move her tongue out to bathe my balls!

    Once again, June moved upward, but instead of coming off
my cock again, she started moving back down.  She started a
new rhythm, quickly up and down my cock, not particularly
deep but definitely in her throat.

    June's tongue was talented, and she continued moving up
and down my cock.

    "June?" I called out.

    June didn't answer, not wanting to break her rhythm.

    "Please, June?" I repeated.

    June pulled off my cock.  "Yes?"

    "Move into a sixty-nine position," I requested.  "I don't
think my heart can possibly withstand you doing this more
than once to me!"

    June laughed.  "Your poor heart?  You sound like Archy,
you baby!"

    "I though you were my pussy slave!"

    "Ooh," June said, reminded of her declaration.  Of
course, I would never hold June to that.

    June repositioned herself so she was on top of me, and I
started licking her.

    "Comfortable?" June asked.

    Instead of answering, which was difficult, I nodded,
knowing she'd feel the movement.

    June lowered her mouth back onto my cock, and restarted
her quick up and down motion.

    I tried to take my mind off June's actions and consulted
my mental map of June's pussy.  I made a tentative jab at
what I remembered to be her clitoral hood, and her shudder
told me that I was oriented correctly.  I started to lick
between her pussy lips, up and down, and once again avoided
her clit.

    It wasn't easy ignoring what June was doing, because she
was fucking talented.  People sometimes describe me as a
music virtuoso.  I disagreed with them on that, but June was
definitely a blow job virtuoso.  She was to blow jobs what
Picasso was to oil paints.  She knew how to work her canvas
and how to elicit the exact sensations that she desired to
get.

    I decided to try something with June that I knew Kristen
liked.  I moved my tongue so it was just touching her clit
and then I stopped all movement completely.

    June didn't react immediately, but then I felt her hips
press down, trying to move her crotch so her clit would move
against my tongue.  I continued to keep my tongue stiff and
unmoving, allowing June to generate her own pace.  This
wasn't easy for me, as it required me to keep my tongue out
of my mouth and stiff for a while, but I knew Kristen loved
it and I hoped June would enjoy it as well.

    June continued to grind her hips to get the desired
feeling.  I could feel my dick thoroughly enjoying June's
oral attentions and when I started getting a bit extra
excited, I suddenly flicked my tongue.

    "Oomph!" June said as her crotch convulsed in surprise.
She definitely hadn't expected that.  June's mouth actually
descended very deep once again, as my dirty trick threw her
off her rhythm.

    June, however, was the blow job maestro, and wasn't off
her game for long.  I started to move my tongue around and
around her clit, never quite touching it.  June started
moving her crotch again, but I was quite familiar with all
the tricks girls would do in order to get me to touch that
one special place.

    Soon, June got me near my limit again.  I decided that we
were in the end game, and I gave June what her crotch
demanded for so long.  I licked, sucked, and teased her
clitoris.  At the same time, June did something similar on
her end, and was once again very deep.  Her tongue was once
again licking my balls, and just as I started to spasm, I
felt the same coming from her crotch.

    June was now taking me shallow, allowing me to pump into
her mouth.  She adjusted her suction expertly in time with my
spurts, working with my cock to achieve a very powerful
orgasm.

    At the same time, June was moaning as her own orgasm
washed over her.  Her crotch was grinding into my face and I
continued teasing her clit again and again, trying to extend
her orgasm for as long as it could possibly last.  My face
was soaked as she squirted her arousal.

    My orgasm finished first, of course.  I continued to lick
June's slit, and added an index finger to probe into her hole
very gently.

    After a few moments, June's orgasm started to fade.  I
tried extra licking to see if I could get her to start up
again, but she moved her crotch away in another universal
female communication that meant that she didn't want that.

    June moved off me, and moved over to me and kissed me.
My semen was still in her mouth, and June seemed genuinely
surprised as I accepted it from her mouth.

    Once her mouth was clean, June started to lap at my face,
licking her fluids, apparently having decided that she liked
the taste, or perhaps just the "nastiness" of doing so.

    The two of us cuddled together, both of us totally spent.

    "You really like that?" June said.

    "As I said, Kristen and others taught me to like it."

    "I think that Archy might think it would make him seem...
well... you know..."

    I shrugged.  "If it's good enough for you to take in your
mouth, then it should be good enough for me.  It's not as if
it will make me pregnant, but I will have to tell you that I
can't lick you any more."

    "I'm on the pill," June said.

    "Oh?"

    "I'm a virgin, but I'm not stupid.  One slip and then,
good bye to the life I want.  Too many girls like me get
pregnant too early.  Not me, mother fucker!"

    I laughed.  "You are a very smart and wonderful woman,
June.  I actually envy Archy, although I would never trade
anybody for Kristen."

    "You are talented as well.  Archy never... well... he's
not that... you know..."

    From the way June was talking, it was clear that she
didn't think Archy was as talented as I was.  "Um, thank you,
June, I think."

    "You were... fantastic!  I actually saw stars during that
last one!"

    "You are quite talented yourself, June."

    "Maybe you could teach Archy..."

    I shook my head.  "The best way to destroy a friendship
is to insinuate to a guy that you can teach him how to
satisfy a woman.  Such things are personal, June, and guys
just don't go there.  What would you think if Archy asked
Kristen to teach you how to give a blow job?"

    "Oh," June said, disappointed.

    "I didn't say I couldn't help, though."

    "Oh?"

    "Camille and Lynette are here this weekend.  Both of them
are very talented, with boys and with girls.  Neither one has
your oral talents, but they can easily teach Archy the basics
of loving a girl.  They may even get off on helping him!"

    June looked at me as if I was crazy, but then realized
that I came up with a great solution.  "You know, it's crazy,
but it might work!"

    "I was thinking of asking the same from you, you know."

    "Huh?"

    "Kristen never took me that deep before."

    "Oh," June looked thoughtful.

    "However, I don't want you to teach her anything.  I want
to have memories that I can associate only with you.  There
will be your face, your breasts with the chocolate kisses
with light pink tips, your wonderful pussy, and the deepest
blow job of my life."

    June laughed.  "You are a real romantic, Jim.  I can see
why Kristen has that look in her eyes whenever she thinks
you're not looking."

    "Huh?"

    "Kristen has this look that everybody calls her 'puppy
dog look' when she thinks about you.  She's got it bad for
you, even more than Sherry.  You know, when the two of you
first started going together, people were gossiping.  They
said you were blackmailing her.  Some even said that you were
paying her, which doesn't make any sense at all, since she
has so much money.  They said all sorts of weird things.
Then the other stories started.  You set up a recording
session just for her.  She was no longer the ice queen with a
group of bitches surrounding her.  She became human, and it
was obvious that she's in love with you."

    "I used to think bad things about Kristen, too," I
admitted.

    "That girl is head over heels in love with you--much more
so than Sherry Jordan.  This weekend was a shock to me, when
she didn't mind you kissing Camille when she was nude... she
even joined in.  She didn't mind you kissing all the girls in
the hot tub last night.  She's a much different person than
anybody suspected.  She's a warm, loving, compassionate
person who loves one of the most strange and wonderful boys
in school."

    "I'm not the most..."

    "Humble, too," June continued.  "You barely knew Archy,
but you had no hesitation asking for help when a few of the
cheerleaders were attacked.  I'm still not sure what
happened, as the girls are quite embarrassed and refuse to
say, but all of them say that the two of you fixed the
situation.  Everybody has an 'Oogie Story,' Jim.  I do, too!
You asked Archy into the jazz band, and when you found he
couldn't read music, you didn't throw him out.  You helped
him.  Cammy told me that you were supposed to go somewhere
that weekend, but you changed your plans immediately just
like that." June snapped her fingers to emphasize her point.
"Do you know, if anybody says anything negative about you,
Archy would probably rip the guy's arms off?"

    I shuddered at the image that June was painting.

    "Just like you won't give up Kristen, I won't give up
Archy," June said.  "Still, I think that this afternoon is a
special memory for me.  My next 'Oogie Story,' about how I
had multiple orgasms for the first time in my life, while
Archy made love with the one girl that you love more than
anybody else in the world.  The two of you are so giving of
love, affection, sex... you name it!"

    "I'm not that good, June.  I'm just a regular guy."

    "A regular guy that can turn a commercial jingle into an
improvisational jazz piece?  A regular guy that has scores of
girls in the school scheming about how to get you to maybe
kiss them?"

    I shook my head.  "I know that Patty..."

    "A regular guy that, in tenth grade, is still the most
popular guy in the school?"

    I sighed.  This Jim Crittenhouse fan club was starting to
get out of hand.  It was one thing hearing this from Patty,
who may have been a bit biased.  I just didn't believe June.
"No, June..."

    "A regular guy that is the only person in the whole
fucking world that could possibly have had me give up my
virginity before I married?"

    It took a couple of moments for June's words to sink in.
This one was a shocker!  "Huh?"

    "I talked with Archy before we went to your room, Jim,"
June said, her eyes quite serious.  "I told him that I really
wanted you, and that I was seriously considering offering you
my virginity if you wanted it."

    "What?  That's impossible!"

    "No, Jim," June said, shaking her head.  "I told Archy
that if you wanted it, I'd give it to you willingly.  I'd be
so proud, in fact, to have you be the first and only person
to take that from me.  Instead, I told you what Archy really
wanted, not what I wanted.  You didn't ask for anything from
me, Jim.  Nothing at all, except for me to share your... your
sperm with you."

    I laughed.  "I would never take anything that isn't
offered, June."

    "I hoped that, Jim, but I also secretly wanted you to ask
me for it.  I wouldn't mind if you demand it now that you
know that I truly, truly want it.  Archy would never blame
you or me if it happened.  He'd pretend it didn't happen, and
he would never mention it again.  He likes you that much."

    "I don't want your virginity, June," I said.  "You have
me on this fucking pedestal that I may never be able to get
off.  You told me that you always planned that you'd give
your virginity away on your wedding day, and my wedding will
be to Kristen only."

    June nodded.  "Even when you reject me, I don't feel
rejected."

    I sighed.  What would I have to do to make people think
that I'm really a regular guy?

    "Jim?  You made some requests of me, and I'm willing to
accept them.  Can I make one request?"

    "Anything other than your virginity, June."

    "Can we masturbate together?"

    "Huh?"

    "I'd like to watch you do it while I do it to myself,"
June said, grinning wickedly.  "Archy is too shy to do that,
but I have a feeling that you wouldn't mind."

    I didn't have a problem with that, so I just shrugged.

    "When we masturbate... when you do it, could you do me a
favor?"

    "What?" I asked, curious.

    June blushed.  She was quite beautiful to begin with, but
her blush made her absolutely radiant.  "When you shoot off,
could you do it so it lands between my legs?"

    "Huh?"

    "I'll masturbate afterward, and yell out so that
everybody that is anywhere on the property will hear me.  I
will yell out, 'FUCK ME!' as loud as I can, and then I will
walk out of this room with your fresh cum between my legs.
Everybody will think whatever they want, and almost everybody
knows that I'm a virgin."

    "Why?"

    "There are two reasons, Jim.  First, I want people to
think I've been fucked, even Archy.  Second, I want to see
the expression on Archy's face on our wedding night when he
finds out that his assumption was wrong!"

    I laughed.  "That could be dangerous, June."

    "Why?" June asked.

    "What if Archy takes offense?"

    "He gave me his permission, Jim."

    "He's human.  I know how much he loves you.  If he thinks
I took something from him, then he might be angry, and not
just at me."

    June laughed.  "I know Archy better than you do.  He will
truly pretend it didn't happen, even with the incriminating
evidence in front of him."

    "Are you willing to gamble that on such a silly thing?" I
asked.

    "You seem to resent that people think that you are as
wonderful as you really are.  What would people think if they
believe that you deflowered me with Archy around?"

    Hmm.  They would think that I was less of a perfect
person...

    "It will also give me yet another 'Oogie Story.'"

    I laughed.  I wasn't comfortable with these "Oogie
Stories" but June had a great idea.

* * *

    I tried to do my best, I really tried.  However, there
was a mental image of Archy, Kristen, Camille, and Patty
shaking their head in disappointment in me, and I found
myself getting soft.

    "Oh, fuck," June said, disappointed.

    "I'm sorry," I said, sheepishly.

    June moved between my legs and took my limp member into
her mouth.  It didn't take long for my organ to remember June
the blow job maestro and it quickly got hard.

    "June?" I called out.

    "Yes?" June answered.

    "Over the next year, before you graduate, I'd like to
make another request of you."

    "What, Jim?"

    "Can you pay me a visit and do what you do so
wonderfully?  I don't want it on a regular basis, but as
something special.  I don't think I could ever face the idea
of never having one of your wonderful blow jobs ever again."

    "Jim, you could ask me to do it on stage during the high
school commencement, and I'd drop to my knees right then and
there."

    I shook my head.

    Despite June's oral talents, I just didn't have that much
to shoot between her legs at the right time.  It was little
more than a dribble.  Between Kristen, Camille, and now June,
I think that I reached some sort of limit.

    As June wiped my dick against her legs, I heard her start
to shout.  "Fuck me, Oogie!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME
HARD!  YEAH!  YEAH!  FUCK ME!  I'M YOUR FUCKING CUM WHORE
PUSSY SLAVE, OOGIE!  AAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

    It was a performance worthy of an Oscar.

    June and I exited Camille's bedroom.  I wore my bathing
suit, and June was naked, with her bathing suit in her hands.

    Patty and Toby saw us exit, and Patty noticed June's
nudity and the "evidence" of our indiscretion.  She also
noticed that Kristen and Archy were nowhere to be found.
June walked over the Patty and Toby and said, "Hello, Jim
told me to introduce myself to you.  Because he agreed to
fuck me, I'm his Pussy Slave, and you are to call me only by
that name for the weekend.  You can see his sperm between my
legs.  I'm not allowed to wear clothes until we leave."

    Fuck!  June was going out of her way in her little scheme.

    June knocked on the door to the master bedroom and
entered it, alone.

    It just occurred to me that June was going to repeat her
little speech to everybody.  June assured me that Archy
wouldn't mind, but I hadn't considered Kristen's reaction!

    "You fucked her?" Patty asked, completely surprised.

    I shrugged.  I did promise not to spoil June's game.

    The two shook their heads in surprise and walked away.

    June came back out the bedroom door.

    Neither Kristen nor Archy came out with her.

    June moved over to me and kissed me.  "Thank you, Master!"

    Apparently, June hadn't heard Lynette's "proper" name for
me.  I didn't really feel like "Mr. Big" right now.  I felt
like "Mr. Asshole."

    June noticed Wendy and Gerry and went over to them to
make her announcement.

    Wendy's reaction was interesting.  She walked over to me
and said, "Ooh, Oogie!  Can I be your Pussy Slave, too?"

    The big smile and the laughter in Wendy's eyes told me
that she was just kidding.

    Kristen came out of the master bedroom.  She was nude.
"Can I see you, Jim?"

    This was my moment of truth.  I nodded and went into the
master bedroom.

    Kristen shut the door behind me and demanded, "What's
June's game?"

    I pretended innocence.  "What game?"

    "June said you fucked her.  I just convinced Archy that
you didn't."

    "Huh?"

    "Tell June that when a virgin gets fucked, most of the
time, there's blood."

    I laughed.  Archy noticed this and realized that I just
confirmed Kristen's observation.  "Can the two of you keep a
secret?"

    Kristen and Archy nodded.

    "Do you remember what Patty was telling me in the pool?"

    Kristen nodded, but Archy was confused.  Kristen filled
him in.

    "Patty told me that people tell 'Oogie Stories,'" I said.
"June told me the same thing, and then she admitted that
Archy gave her permission to lose her virginity."

    Archy nodded his head slowly.  There wasn't any anger in
Archy's eyes, I noticed.

    I continued.  "June's idea was to let people see she was
fucked, and to surprise Archy on her wedding night.  She said
that if Archy thought that I fucked her, Archy would simply
pretend that it didn't happen.  She also said it would give
me a bit of nastiness that would keep people from thinking
that I'm Mr. Perfect."

    It took a few moments, and then both Archy and Kristen
laughed.

    "You know, Jim, we now have our own 'Oogie Story!'" Archy
said.  "I'll have to wait until my wedding night to tell
June.  I think that I'll write it in a letter and have her
read it the next morning."

    I smiled.

    "You're also going to have to follow through on this,"
Archy said.  "I know June, and if you don't treat her as
Pussy Slave, she's going to get more and more outrageous."

    I think my face must have registered my shock.

    Archy laughed, while Kristen was confused.

    Archy turned to my Goddess and said, "Jim just realized
something that I was dreading this weekend.  He's thinking of
what it will be like to have two of June's blow jobs in two
days."

    I nodded, and said, without thinking.  "I've already
received two today."

    "What?" Archy said, completely surprised.

    I repeated myself, still dreading what Hurricane June
could do to a young person like me.

    Archy shook his head.  "Now I have another 'Oogie Story!'
I don't think I could take two in two days, let alone two in
ninety minutes!"

    I dumbly nodded my head, realizing what I let myself in
for.

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