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Subject: {ASSM} "Afternoon" by deirdre  (ff)     (reposted by H. Jekyll and PleaseCain)
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Date: Fri, 25 Nov 2005 18:10:03 -0500
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"Afternoon" (ff)

by deirdre

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. The author, "deirdre" was
considered by many to be the enigmatic queen of Usenet sex stories in
the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in just over two years, using an
anonymous remailer and apparently *never* corresponding with anyone.
She was last heard from in late April 1996. We will repost all 156
stories, with comments by her, in alphabetical order, between now and
the 10th anniversary of her "retirement." In the coming months, we will
announce a "deirdre-fest" for next Spring. Meanwhile, enjoy!

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or pleasecain@aol.com.

  hj

*****

Afternoon 
by deirdre 

It was the first really hot day of late Spring. Like the first day of
Summer. There was no way we were going to class. Stacy got her car and
we went driving: Stacy and her roommate Cathy and me. We didn't really
know where we were going: it was just so nice that we knew we had to
get off campus. We got on the highway and headed for a waterfall that
we knew of. It was a number of miles away, but we were ready for a
ride. We got out at the waterfall and walked around the small park,
enjoying the sun and the warmth. We didn't have any beer or anything,
but you might have thought we did if you saw us: we were definitely
feeling silly. 

Then we were driving back. On the highway we passed a woman,
hitchhiking. Cathy suggested we pick her up. I never picked up
hitchhikers, but, well, it seemed like a kick--the right thing to do on
such a day. Stacy stopped and backed up. The woman looked like she was
in her mid twenties, had long brown hair down her back, and wore jeans
and a blouse. She got in the back seat with me. She asked us if we were
from the college, so we told her yes. She didn't say any more but I
noticed a sort of *knowing* look on her face. I realized she saw us as
immature, giggly girls. It wasn't quite fair because she was seeing us
when we were out to enjoy ourselves. Cathy talked to her and found out
her name was Jen and she lived out in the country near by. She told us
she was a free- lance writer. I looked at the way she talked to us so
confidently and the way we were hanging onto each word, and I realized
we *were* giggly girls compared to her. And it sounded like she had a
life that I would *love* to have. 

We came to the turnoff toward Jen's place and Stacy volunteered to
driver her home as it wasn't that far out of our way. She had a little
cabin underneath some tall pines: it was beautiful. Jen invited us in
to see the place. It wasn't as small as it looked--I guess the tall
trees made it look smaller. Jen introduced us to her housemate, Lisa. I
was a little surprised: she hadn't said anything about having a
housemate, but she hadn't said otherwise either. Lisa was tall and
slender with long blonde hair and was wearing shorts and a tee- shirt.
She had beautiful long legs and I could imagine that she had guys after
her all the time. 

Jen offered us wine. Cathy and Stacy accepted the offer, but I could
see Jen noticing us trying to act sophisticated. She told Stacy not to
drink too much since she would be driving. Stacy answered she was
capable of dealing with it, not quite annoyed, but trying to make Jen
think she was used to wine. It struck me again that Jen had about the
perfect life--I'd love to be in her shoes. Lisa suggested we go
swimming, as they had a pond behind their cabin that was perfect for
it. We didn't have our suits, but Lisa said no one lived close by, the
back was private, and they swam nude all the time. I looked at Cathy
and Stacy, and they looked at each other and back at me. I had never
been swimming nude, and I'm sure they hadn't either. We came to one of
those group decisions--probably none of us was willing to back down in
front of each other. 

Jen and Lisa led us back behind the cabin, carrying a bunch of towels.
The area was beautiful, all filled with tall pines, with needles all
around the ground. A hundred feet back or so was a clearing with the
pond. I had never been swimming in a pond and was a little leary, but
it looked clean and tidy for a pond in the woods. I looked back toward
the road. You could see through to the road, but it was far and there
was absolutely no traffic on the road. I looked back at everyone else.
Cathy and Stacy were looking scared to death. Lisa had her tee-shirt
off, and hadn't been wearing a bra. She was taking off her shorts. Jen
was taking her blouse off and she hadn't been wearing a bra either. 

Both Lisa and Jen were very slender, neither had much of a chest. Jen
soon had her jeans off. Cathy was nervously unbuttoning her blouse and
Stacy was still standing there. I felt embarrassed that we had agreed
to this and then were standing around, frozen and gawking. Lisa walked
into the pond and Jen encouraged us to hurry. I finally started
unbuttoning my blouse. I got undressed as quickly as I could so as not
to look afraid. Jen walked around to a spot at the edge of the pond and
dove in. I was nude before Cathy and Stacy was still standing there,
looking frightened and stunned. I dipped my foot into the pond. It felt
cool but I knew that was just because I was first feeling it, and it
would be great for swimming. I started walking into the pond. Cathy was
almost undressed and was telling 

Stacy she'd better hurry. Stacy finally started, still looking nervous.
It was something to see Cathy naked, in the middle of the forest. I
don't know why it struck me so much--I'd certainly seen glimpses of her
in her room and in the bathroom now and then. She really has a great
body: breasts any man would drool over and the rest of her figure to
match, and just seeing it out in the open like that affected me more
than I would have guessed. But this was a situation I never dreamed I'd
find myself in anyway. Cathy walked into the pond and started swimming.
I noticed her rear end flash by as she dove under. 

Stacy was finally undressed and in the pond in a couple of minutes and
Jen was out again and drying herself. She lay down on a beach- towel in
the sun and soon Cathy got out and joined her, laying next to her.
Cathy was white compared to Jen. Lisa, who was still in the pond told
Cathy she ought to have some lotion on. She got out and dried herself
and invited Cathy to go to the cabin to get it and they walked off. 

They had been gone a few minutes and I started thinking about laying in
the sun. I decided to go find Lisa and Cathy and get some lotion on and
walked back to the cabin. I realized I was getting closer to the road
and was self-conscious again. But the place really was deserted and the
cabin blocked most of the view and I reached it without too much
nerves. I walked into the back door into the kitchen and didn't see
them. I almost walked into their living room, but stopped short! Lisa
was putting lotion on Cathy: *on her breasts*! They were both sitting
there facing each other, absolutely silent, and Lisa's hand was moving
much slower than necessary! Lisa looked at Cathy's breasts and then up
at her face. Cathy had her mouth hanging open and looked transfixed.
She just sat there. Lisa's hand wondered down from her breasts and
rubbed gently up and down her stomach, sometimes getting down, close to
between her legs, but never quite reaching it. Cathy came out of her
stupor and looked down, watching Lisa's hand. Lisa's hand went back up
to her breasts and then she was unabashedly caressing her breast,
drawing her fingers together over Cathy's nipple, and repeating the
motion. Then Lisa took one of Cathy's hands and put it on her own
thigh. Lisa smiled at Cathy and pantomimed a kiss. Then Lisa took
Cathy's head in her hands and started drawing Cathy's head toward her
own. 

I chickened out. I backed out quietly before they would catch me,
quietly went back out the back door and wondered what to do. Finally, I
just walked back to the pond. 

No one was in the pond and it took me a few seconds to spot Stacy and
Jen. They were behind a tree, almost hidden. Stacy was sitting against
the tree, her back to me, and Jen was kneeling in front of her. I
quietly moved sideways to where I could see them better. Jen was
leaning forward, kissing Stacy. I stared. I had never seen anything
like it and never expected to. I slipped behind a tree and peeked
around to watch. I don't know what got into me. I didn't want to
interrupt them but I wanted to see. Jen kept kissing Stacy and then she
leaned down and started kissing Stacy's nipples. Stacy still sat there.
I could see her breathing. Then Jen drew Stacy away from the tree and
lay her flat on the ground, no towel or anything! She leaned over and
put her face right between Stacy's legs! I could see her moving just a
little, and Stacy started moving more, sort of writhing slowly. I
realized my fingers were on my cunt and I glanced back at the cabin as
well as made sure I was behind the tree, hidden from Jen and Stacy.
Stacy was writhing harder. I fingered myself more. I heard a moan from
Stacy and I came on my own fingers. 

I sat there, no longer looking at them. I don't know how long I sat
there, looking at the woods and at the patches of blue sky I could see
between the trees. I heard splashing and voices. Then I saw Lisa and
Cathy walking back from the cabin. I dragged myself up and went into
the pond again. Stacy and Cathy were completely self- conscious, and
all four of them seemed happy--almost giggly. They splashed each other
some and even playfully grabbed each other a bit, but I wouldn't have
thought a thing about it except for what I had just witnessed. 

We ended up staying for supper and then Lisa and Jen suggested we spend
the night! Cathy and Stacy immediately agreed, and I wondered what I
was going to do. I had no choice! We sat in front of a fire, drinking
more wine and talking, but everyone seemed to decide to go to bed
before too long. It turned out the plan was to put 

Cathy and Stacy in Lisa's bedroom while Lisa and Jen took the other one
and I could sleep on the living room couch. I felt I was being dragged
along for the ride. 

That night, I heard footsteps. Someone went through the living room,
and soon someone went through again, the other way. I thought I heard a
giggle. I lay there awake, thinking. Finally, I crept to one of the
bedroom doors. I heard whispering. More whispering, but I couldn't tell
what was being said. I crept to the other door and listened. Someone
whispered "Yes! Yes!" I heard breathing, harder and harder. I fingered
myself. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I guess hearing a
woman reaching climax has an affect on me. 

Whoever it was, reached climax. I did too. I sat there, leaning against
the wall, listening through the door. I heard kissing. I snuck back to
the other door. There was nothing--absolute silence. 

Then I heard someone say "Oh! You're learning just *nicely*." Then more
silence. Then I heard a soft "mmm" sound. Whoever it was, kept saying
it, almost continuously, almost singing. Sometimes it got louder, and
sometimes softer. Whoever it was started having to stop to take a
breath more often. Then it stopped and I heard a soft 

"Yes yes yes yes yes!" 

I crawled quietly back to the couch and got back in. I heard more
noises through the night. I fingered myself to come two more times that
I remember. 

Somehow I was the last one up. They were in the kitchen, making
breakfast. I stared at how they were dressed. Jen was in a robe, but
Lisa was obviously wearing nothing but a long teeshirt--long, but
barely long enough to cover her well. When she reached, well, it was
obvious. I was wearing what I had come in, but Stacy and Cathy were
both in something else. Stacy was in bikini pants and she had a little
top that hung over her breasts, but nothing more. Cathy was in some
skimpy shorts and a tight tee-shirt. They were all busy making
pancakes, as happy as can be. We all sat down and ate. I couldn't talk
much--I was too afraid of saying something wrong. 

After breakfast, we got ready to go. Jen had changed right after
breakfast and was in a long, mid-calf summer dress with this red
printed pattern. It had just lightweight straps over her shoulder and a
lot of her back was bare. Lisa stayed in that obscene outfit, but Cathy
and Stacy went off to change back into their own clothes. 

Cathy was out in a jiffy and I was wondering what was keeping Stacy. I
peeked in the bedroom and stopped in my tracks. Stacy was naked, on her
hands and knees, looking at the floor. Behind her was Jen, standing in
her dress and bare feet, with one foot raised, at Stacy's crotch. Jen
glanced at me, but was paying attention to what she was doing. Stacy
was breathing hard. Then Jen looked at me again and smiled and winked.
I backed out quickly. 

Cathy and Lisa were out at the car. Lisa didn't seem to mind parading
around their front yard dressed as she was. Cathy was in the passenger
side, sitting waiting, and Lisa was leaning on the window, talking to
her. Her rear was hardly covered. They were just talking. But then I
saw Lisa reach into the car. Her rear was even more exposed. She
withdrew her arm right about when I got there. 

Then she turned around and gave me the sunniest smile and told me how
nice it had been to have us. I heard the front door and looked around
to see Stacy heading out. She was dressed as she had come, but was
carrying something--her underwear! I could see she wasn't wearing a
bra. Jen came out the front door and waved to us. 

Lisa kissed me right as I was about to get in the back seat. It wasn't
anything extraordinary, but she did kiss me on the lips. She smiled at
me again and I mumbled my thanks for their hospitality. As I sat in the
car, I thought about the kiss over and over--did it mean anything? 

A couple of weeks later, I found out that Stacy and Cathy had driven
out together each weekend since that visit, not asking me. I asked them
if they had seen Jen hitchhiking and they told me they had visited Jen
and Lisa again. They seemed a little standoffish. The following Monday,
Cathy asked me if I'd like to go visit Jen and 

Lisa. I declined, but she asked me again several times that week. Come
Saturday, I got a telephone call from Lisa inviting me over! She told
me that Cathy and Stacy were there and they missed me. I felt nervous
and declined. But I went back to my room and masturbated. 

Stacy and Cathy switched roommates and started rooming together. Soon
it seemed like I saw them everywhere together and they also spent
evenings together in their own room. I wondered if there would be talk.
Once I ended up walking with Cathy back to the dorm and at their room
she invited me in. I stood there nervously. I remembered the way Cathy
had looked in the woods, completely naked. She had that body the rest
of us dreamed of having. She talked about changing clothes and started
getting undressed. She took off her bra and was down to her underpants
and was taking them off. I stared at her body, but was scared. She
hadn't gotten anything out to change into yet. I told her I had to
leave and slipped out quickly. In my room, I masturbated again. 

Stacy and Cathy left school after that semester and I haven't heard
from any of them since. 

 



	
		
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