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Subject: {ASSM} What I Did on My Summer Vacation 1 (mf 1st con) [summer solstice]
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   WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual activity between men and
women, or women and women.  Some of the participants in the story may be
under the age of 18.  If you are too young to read about sex please do not
read this.  The law says you teens should remain in ignorance of the thing
you think about the most.  If that makes sense to you please write and tell
me how it does because it sounds just insane to me.



   Like most things, I'm late for the summer solstice...



   What I Did on My Summer Vacation

   Part I

   Dan looked around the furnished basement.  It was filled with friends
and family.  He smiled, remembering how this had all started, just the five
of them: Dan 16, Mike, Kevin, and Sue all 15 and Debbie 14.  That summer,
25 years ago, they had run wild because their bodies were all juiced on
hormone overdrive.  One afternoon, in an abandoned barn, the hormones had
all come spilling out.  The five of them played truth or dare until they
were all naked.  Then they played until they couldn't stop.  Mike and Sue
had been first, Sue dipping down on Mike's erect cock and ripping her
cherry as the others watched.  Dan and Debbie were screwing before Mike and
Sue had finished.  Sue then helped Kevin lose his cherry and Debbie
surrendered her virginity to Mike.  The rest of the summer had been one
long orgy, a continuously changing pattern of coupling as they learned
about the joys and tribulations of sex from each other.

   How the years had changed the five of them.  Dan had married Sarah and
they had three boys: Ryan, Ray, and Richard, called Ritchie.  He had built
up his small business until it was earning 800 million in revenues.  He was
ready to go public and make a ton of money.

   Mike had become a college professor and married Michelle.  They had two
kids: Tiffany and Justin, both redheaded like their mother.
Kevin had stayed home, becoming an auto mechanic, and marrying Melanie,
his high school sweetheart.  They had two daughters, Sara and Stacy.  Both
girls filled out their barely concealing suits so that every male in
viewing distance noticed them.  Melanie had been a knockout in school and
the others wondered how Kevin had attracted her.  Sue and Debbie claimed
they had been responsible for teaching him to please a woman.  Who could

argue?

   Sue had become a doctor marrying a doctor and had three kids: Darlene,
15, Scott 14 and Caitlyn 13.  The others constantly kidded them that once
they started, they couldn't stop.

   Debbie had married a long haul trucker, Stephen, and they had two kids,
Cheryl and Tommy.

   Dan looked over the teenagers, eager to begin having fun and get away
from their parents.  Ryan and Sara were the oldest at 18 and Caitlyn the
youngest at 13; twelve teenagers who only saw each other for two weeks each
summer.  He wondered if any had sex yet with each other.  They probably
had. It would also probably be Ryan and Sara's last summer since they would
be graduating the next year.

   Kids know little of their parents, really.  They were about to find out.
It promised to be a different summer.  The kids were pretty relaxed.  The
parents were all a bit uneasy.  How would this go?  Were they right that
the kids could handle being told?  How would the kids react?  They were
about to find out.

   Dan stood up and got everyone's attention.  "Welcome to summer.  As you
all know, in the past, the second floor belonged exclusively to the adults
and you kids were forbidden entry on pain of severe punishment.  You kids
never did figure out why."

   There was some uneasy shifting among the kids as they looked at each
other and their parents.

   "It wasn't just because you are a nuisance, though you can be." Sara
gave him a raspberry.  Dan laughed.  "We have all discussed it and we think
all of you are now old enough to be told the truth."

   Now you could hear a pin drop.  He wasn't sure the kids were even
breathing.

   "First, let me tell you some things some of you know, but not everyone.
All of the girls have been put on birth control pills by your mom.  I'm
sure some of you have either had sex on these summer vacations or come real
close.  We don't want any accidents this year."

   The kids were now looking around at each other.  The tension in the room
rose palatably.  Dan could see several of the older kids trading looks.  He
knew what that meant.  Those were the ones.  Ryan, his oldest, was looking
at Cheryl who looked back.

   "Ryan, why are you and Cheryl looking at each other?" They both gasped
and turned red.  The rest of the kids quickly understood and several
giggled.

   "Well, those two weren't the only ones.  Let me tell you a story." He
quickly told them about that first summer.  The faces of all of the kids
were plainly surprised.  "Now, I need to tell you something even more
surprising I expect.  The five of us never really fell out of love with
each other after that first summer.  Even though we all fell in love and
married and had wonderful children, you guys, we still felt an attraction
to each other going back to that summer.  The first summer we all got back
together here at the coast, it all came back.  We talked among ourselves
and we brought in the rest of the parents and we talked.  We talked for
days and we decided that once a year, what happened at the beach would stay
at the beach."

   Dan paused.  He could see that a couple of the older kids were reaching
to understand, and were maybe getting it.

   "That's why the second floor has been off limits to you kids.  This
year, we've decided that you kids are all old enough, and we are going to
extend the same courtesy to you.  The basement is going to be off limits to
the adults.  The second floor is for us and the basement is for you.  If
you need us, get someone on the first floor to come up and get us.  But you
might have to wait a few minutes.  And we'll do the same.  We love you all
and we expect that you'll respect each other, and maybe love each other the
way all of us continue to love each other, twenty years from now, just as
we have from twenty years ago."

   The adults all stood up and went upstairs.

   The silence in the basement was thunderous.  Finally, Caitlyn said, "I
don't get it."

   Her older sister, Darlene, lashed out, embarrassed by her drippy little
sister, "Caitlyn.  Don't be stupid."

   "I'm not stupid."

   Sara had been stunned.  As the oldest, she outranked Ryan by two weeks
and had always let him know it; she quickly realized she needed to do
something.  "Quiet." There was some rustling but the room was divided in
two; those who got it and were stunned and those who didn't and were
confused.

   "Okay, who doesn't get it?" About half the hands went up.  "Ryan, help
me explain it."

   He stood up, hemming and hawing, made his way through the explanation.
"You guys know about swingers?" Some nods, some shakes.  "That's when
people who are married have sex with other couples.  It's not cheating
because everyone knows."

   Caitlyn burst out, "You mean are parents are all..."

   Sara said, "That's exactly what he means."

   "Oh my God..."

   Sara continued now that Ryan had broken the ice.  "Do you know what it
means...  that they are turning over the basement to us kids?"

   Ray said, "Damn.  They are allowing us to do the same."

   Sara confirmed it, "Exactly." That's when the uproar exploded with every
one talking at the same time.

   Ryan finally stepped in and whistled everyone quiet.  "We need to have
some rules."

   "I can't believe the folks are letting us, well you know," Cheryl said.

   Ryan laughed, "I think they already know we have.  I mean, our guilty
look confirmed it from what my dad said."

   "And mom didn't say a thing," Cheryl said shaking her head.

   Caitlyn spoke quietly, "I don't know if I want to go swinging."

   "That's fair.  Rule one.  Nobody forces anyone to do anything they don't
want or we all beat you to a pulp.  Okay Caitlyn?" She nodded.

   Ritchie spoke up, "I hope she changes her mind," to general laughter. 
Even Caitlyn had to laugh after blushing.

   Tiffany pointed out, "There's not that many cots." In the past most of
the kids had simply spread sleeping bags on the floor, one side the girls,
the other the boys.  There were a few cots, commandeered by the older kids.
But the floor was the bedroom for all.

   Sara smiled, "Well hopefully we won't all be doing it at the same time,"
to more laughter.

   "Rule two, if someone is involved with someone and we happen to see, we
don't notice.  No staring and no teasing, or rule number one applies."

   Justin spoke up, "Nobody does nothing with Tiffany." He put on a hard
face and clenched his fists to let the boys know he would defend his
sister's honor.



   "Rule three," Ryan said, looking at Justin.  "Nobody tells anyone else
what they can or can't do.  No jealousy.  If you can't handle it, stay out
of the basement.  Got it?" he asked looking at Justin.

   "Tiffany?" he asked her.

   "Thanks for the offer bro, but I'll take care of myself," she said.  She
winked at Tommy.

   Justin looked around and Darlene winked at him, making him blush and
bringing on more laughter.

   Ryan looked at Darlene and said to Justin, "I think you're going to be
glad you changed your mind and decided to stay." Once the laughter died
down, Ryan asked.  "Anyone else?" There were no other comments.

   Sara held up her hand.  "I don't think this means that we are supposed
to have a non-stop orgy.  But as Ryan and Cheryl have seemingly admitted,
there are times when we kids have well, gotten involved.  Now, we don't
have to hide.  By the way, where did you guys do it?"

   Cheryl blushed before explaining, "We took a blanket into the woods, way
back and found a dry spot.  It wasn't all that soft.  And they damn bugs
were biting everywhere.  A cot in the basement would have been better."

   *****

   Upstairs, the parents gathered in the kitchen.  The women started
preparing lunch as the men stood around the coolers and opened beers. 
There was small talk, nothing important, but it was apparent that each
parent was wondering, 'Had they done the right thing?' They knew that
parents can't keep teenagers from having sex.  The best parents can do is
provide guidance, safety, and advice, if it is asked for.  Otherwise, just
like any person, girls and boys are going to do what nature has designed
them to do, screw like crazed weasels.

   When they heard the first laughter, the mood brightened.  The second
outburst of laughter and they knew it would be all right.  There were
smiles now as the women quickly made sandwiches, and the men helped by
staying out of the way.  The chattering was gay and light.

   *****

   Dan stuck his head downstairs into the basement.  "Lunch!" he yelled. 
He jumped back to avoid the stampede as hungry teenagers stormed out of the
basement.  The smiles on their faces told the parents all they needed to
know.

   After lunch, the parents all went upstairs to the second floor to start
their summer vacation.  The real vacation started with drawing cards.  The
men each drew a card and lined them up highest to lowest.  Then the women
each drew a card and lined them up.  The only rule was you couldn't be
matched up with your spouse.

   The high card man grabbed the high card woman and pulled her off to a
bedroom, and on down until Mike and Debbie were left.  "Just us," Mike said
smiling.  "I think the last bedroom is waiting."

   Debbie smiled.  "I can't wait.  I'm wet just thinking about it."

   Mike stood and bowed, "My Lady.  Your bed awaits."

   Debbie took his hand, "Sirrah.  Your wench awaits." Laughing, they
headed off to the last bedroom.  On the way they passed the other rooms
where the four couples were already coupling.  The sounds of sex filled the
hallway.  By tradition the doors were never closed so as to preclude
jealousy.  It is difficult to be jealous when nothing is hidden.

   *****

   As the kids finished lunch, they began their summer vacations.  The
girls ran down to the basement to put on their swim suits, grabbed towels
and headed out to the beach to work on their tans.  The boys, of course,
followed the girls.  They naturally paired off, Ryan with Cheryl.  Ray sat
down next to Sara.  Justin, of course, managed to sit next to Darlene and
everyone knew why.  Tommy somewhat stiffly put his blanket next to Tiffany.
Scott put his towel down next to Stacy.  And the two youngest, both very
self-consciously, put their towels down at the end of the line, Caitlyn
first, then Ritchie.

   They were paired up and each wondered exactly what it meant.  The girls,
except Cheryl, who already knew she and Ryan were going to pick up where
they left off last summer, wondered if they really would have sex this
vacation.  Sara, Tiffany, and Darlene weren't virgins anymore, but they
also weren't very experienced either.  Stacy and Caitlyn were virgins and
quite conscious of the fact.  Behind their sunglasses, the girls all
checked out their boy and decided.

   The guys, except Ryan, were all face down to hide their boners as they
considered the chances.  Would they really get laid?  Would they really get
to see a naked girl?  Since it was in the basement where the sex would
happen, would they get to see someone else have sex?  Then the thought
thundered in their head...  If they had sex it would be in the basement and
others might be there.  That thought shriveled their cocks.  No way would
they have the courage to fuck with someone watching.

   Ryan looked up at house.  The blinds were drawn on the second floor. 
"You know, our folks are probably doing it at this moment."

   Cheryl looked over her shoulder.  "You think they, um, switched?"

   "Sure sounded like it." He glanced at Cheryl.  "You want to go back in
and take a quick shower.  I'm kind of sweaty."

   She smiled.  "Yeah, me too." They bounced up and ran back to the house,
heading down to the basement.  Cheryl went first, the basement shower
washing the sand and lotion off along with the sweat.  Ryan joined her in
the shower causing her to squeal in pretend distress.  Soon soapy hands
were getting them both clean and ready.  They jumped out of the shower and
quickly toweled dry.  Ryan took her hand and led her to a cot in the back
corner.  He dropped his towel, his erect cock sprang up.

   "Happy to see me?" Cheryl asked.

   "Yes," he said pulling her into his arms.  "I've been hoping since last
summer that we could, you know, pick up where we left off."

   Her towel dropped to the floor as she put her arms around his neck,
their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.  "This is going to be way better
than having to sneak off and worry about getting caught," Cheryl commented
in a pause between kisses.

   Ryan lowered her to the cot.  Cheryl spread her legs as she lay back and
Ryan lay between them.  It had been a year and they were both eager.  Ryan
sucked her nipples, feeling them harden and grow between his lips.  Cheryl
moaned as he sucked and licked her nipples.  Her tits were still small, but
firm and very sensitive.  His sucking connected to a nerve directly to her
pussy and she was flooded with arousal.

   "Ryan," she moaned.  "I want you."

   Ryan moved up over her, his lips finding hers in a hot kiss.  Cheryl's
hand found his cock, leading him to the goal.  He slipped into her easily.
Back and forth, Ryan greased up his cock until he was able to thrust all of
the way into her pussy.  "Yes," Cheryl moaned as he bottomed out in her.

   Outside, the kids had noticed Ryan and Cheryl disappearing and not
reappearing.  They were all thinking about going in and spying.  Tommy
couldn't stand it and got up, taking a step towards the house.

   Sara had been waiting.  "Where you going, Tommy?"

   "Uh, the house."

   "Why?" Sara asked.

   "I forgot something," he stammered.

   "Rule two, no spying.  Sit back down," she commanded to several laughs.

   "I think that was rule three," Darlene said.

   "Either way, sit down Tommy," she said.

   As he sat back down, Tiffany looked up.  "I'll go in with you, Tommy."

   "Uh, really?"

   "Sure.  Let's go."

   Sara watched as Tommy and Tiffany ran back to the house.  It was going
to get crowded real fast if this kept up.

   Unlike Tiffany, Tommy was a virgin.  And as a virgin, and a boy, he was
supremely unconfident and nervous.

   "Let's take a shower together," Tiffany suggested as they came down the
stairs.  At the bottom, they heard the rhythmic noise of a cot.  Tommy
nearly fainted.  Over in the back of the basement, they could see Ryan
bouncing between Cheryl's spread legs.  Tommy's cock could not have gotten
any harder.

   Tiffany tried to pull Tommy into the shower.  He stalled, hoping his
erection would go away.  "Don't you want to see me naked?" Tiffany asked.
His head nearly exploded from the dilemma.

   Tiffany took off her top, exposing her small tits to Tommy.  She grabbed
his shorts and pulled them down.  Tommy could no more stop her than he
could have made his cock flaccid.  Tiffany dropped her bottoms and Tommy's
eyes fastened onto her cute vee above her pussy.  "Come on," she said
pulling him into the shower.  It was tight, but not claustrophobic.

   It was apparent to Tiffany that if she was going to get laid, she would
have to take charge.  Tommy was on mental overload.  She took the soap and
ran it over his chest.  His eyes never left her chest.  She rubbed the soap
over his belly, then soaping up her hands; she ran them along his cock.  He
flinched, then spasmed and began spewing his cum in giant blasts over her
thighs and belly.

   Tiffany was surprised it happened so quickly, but not all that much
since pretty much the same thing had happened with her boyfriend.  Tommy
spent the last of his cum and fell back against the wall of the shower.

   "Looks like I have to wash too," Tiffany said laughing, as she soaped
her body, washing off the suntan oil, sand, and cum.

   Tommy quickly recovered.  "Oh God, Tiffany," he plead red-faced.  "I'm
so sorry."

   "Why?  That's what I wanted to do.  Tommy, we're going to have sex you
know."

   Tommy's mouth hung open.  "Really?"

   She cupped some water in her hands and tossed it up towards his open
mouth.  "Why do you think we came in, silly?" Tommy mumbled and spit out
the water.  Tiffany finished rinsing.  "Now, get clean and join me." It was
the fastest shower Tommy had ever taken.

   Tommy dried quickly and stepped out of the bath.  He didn't see Tiffany.
He saw Ryan and Cheryl still on the cot, but no longer moving.  Then he saw
Tiffany on another cot in the opposite corner.  She was lying on the cot
and her towel lay on the floor beside it.  She was naked and Tommy's cock
sprang back to full erection.

   Outside, Justin had watched his sister disappear with Tommy.  He was
simmering in resentment and jealousy mixed with a little bit of brotherly
protectionism.  Justin had no idea how to separate those emotions, so for
him, it was all protecting Tiffany, even though she didn't need it or want
it.

   Darlene watched him and smiled.  Women much more natively understand
these emotions of men and are able to manipulate them.  She had already
decided and Justin was going to just have to get used to it.  "Justin," she
whispered seductively.

   He jumped, "What?"

   "I'd like to go downstairs," she said turning to him.  She had untied
her top while she sunned and did not re-tie it.  When she turned, the cups
had moved and her breasts were on full display.  Justin stared at them. 
They were so different than Tiffany's, the only other girl's tits he had
ever seen in the flesh.  They were beautiful.  "Let's go downstairs."

   "But..." he said.  He looked at the house, then back to Darlene.

   "Let's go downstairs," she said seductively.

   "Okay," Justin agreed, his mind afire with conflict; Darlene and him
having sex, Tiffany in the same room having sex with Tommy.

   They walked back to the house.  Darlene didn't fix her suit so that the
cups hung down covering her tits, but bounced around showing glimpses of
her tight breasts.  It was highly erotic and drove Justin crazy.

   At the bottom of the stairs, their eyes adjusted to the dark.  They
heard a voice from the back, "Take a shower first.  It's better without the
sand and oil." Darlene headed for the bath.  The same voice said,
"Together." Darlene laughed and grabbed Justin, pulling him into the bath.

   "You first," Darlene said.

   Justin paused.  It shouldn't be that difficult.  His parents practiced
casual nudity around the house so he and Tiffany had grown up walking to
the bath naked.  When she had hit puberty and the social pressures that we
all pick up from books, classmates, and movies caused her to start hiding,
their parents had teased her until she got over it.  He hadn't even
attempted to get body shy when he hit puberty.  His mom had already made
him leery by teasing him about his upcoming changes.  He knew he'd never
hear the end of it.  More than once, Tiffany or his mom had seen him
walking to the bath in the morning with an erection.  Why was it hard to
show it to Darlene?  He shrugged and pushed his suit down.

   Her eyes locked on it.  The time when she'd had sex, she never really
got a good look at the boy's cock, it was all so hurried.

   "Your turn," Justin said.

   Darlene tossed her top aside, and pushed her bottoms off, blushing a
little.

   Justin had recovered enough that he was now more in control than
Darlene. "Let's shower," he said, leading her in.

   Sara looked over at Ray from behind her sunglasses.  He was only
sixteen. Ryan was the only boy her age and he had paired up with Cheryl. 
Did she want to join in the sex?  If she did, it would have to be with a
younger guy.  Demi Moore had her boy toy.  Ray was pretty good looking, his
chest had filled out and his waist was small.  His butt looked tight in his
shorts.  She decided.  "You want to go inside, Ray?"

   He looked up surprised.  He didn't think he had a chance with Sara, she
being two years older than him.  "Sure."

   "Let's go," she said standing.  They ran to the house, both laughing at
the implausibility of it all.  Who would have thought?

   As they came down the stairs, Darlene and Justin, both naked, were
emerging from the shower.  Darlene pointed at the shower.  "I guess you're
supposed to take a shower first."

   Sara laughed, "Good idea.  Come on boy toy."

   "Yes, Ma'am," laughed Ray as they disappeared into the shower.

   Justin looked over to see Tommy slowly fucking Tiffany, his ass moving
up and down as she groaned in satisfaction.

   Darlene put her hands on his shoulders, turning Justin to look at her.
He stared at the naked vision before him.  "If we're going to do this, you
have to concentrate on me," she huffed.  "It's your job to see I'm
satisfied."

   Justin was taken aback and in his uncertain state, simply said what was
foremost in his mind.  "I don't know how," he confessed.

   Darlene softened.  "I'll show you.  Just pay attention to me." She came
into his arms and their lips met.  His cock swelled and pressed against
her. She pressed back.  Their lips swirled together.

   Darlene led Justin the last empty cot in the basement.

   Sara and Ray emerged from the shower as Darlene and Justin were mounting
the last cot.  Tiffany and Tommy were relaxing on one.  Ryan and Cheryl
were hard at it again, Cheryl riding him on another.  Sara took his hand
and pulled him to an open sleeping bag.  She lay back and Ray lay down next
to her.  "Have you done this before?" she asked.

   "No," he said looking away.

   "Have you eaten a girl before?" she asked.

   He blushed crimson, shaking his head.

   "A blow job?" she asked lightly.

   "Jesus, Sara," he said.

   "Ray," she said quietly.  "We're about to fuck.  It's okay to talk about
stuff like this."

   His cock finished getting erect at that.  Sara noticed and smiled,
taking his cock in hand.  "Tell you what.  I'll give you a bj, then I'll
teach you to eat me, and we'll fuck.  What do you say?"

   "Okay," Ray said, his carefully practiced machismo blown away by this
glimpse of Paradise and his voice squeaked as he said it.

   Sara pushed him onto his back, his cock still in her hand.  She bent
down and licked the tip.  Ray felt his balls contract and almost lost it.
Sara felt the shaft grow in her hand.  She had several boyfriends and knew
the signs.  She took his cock in her mouth and sucked and licked while her
hand slowly jacked him off.  It only took seconds before she felt the jets
of cum filling her mouth.  She sucked him dry; swallowing his sweet cum. 
Ray went limp, everything except his cock which remained rigid as her mouth
worked on it.  Sara smiled as she pulled back.  That was a good sign that
he stayed hard.

   She looked over to see Justin crawl between Darlene's legs, line up, and
enter her.  She was going to enjoy this vacation, she just knew it.

   The two couples outside looked at each other.  The tension was
palatable. They knew their sisters and brothers were all inside having sex.
The four youngest were all virgins: Scott and Stacy, Caitlyn and Ritchie.
Ritchie spoke first, "You guys going to go in?"

   "I don't know.  You?" Stacy answered.

   "I don't know.  I'd sure like to see..." he said wistfully.

   "Yeah," Scott said.

   Stacy, at fifteen, was the oldest and so had been feeling sexual
longings more.  "I suppose we could go in.  We don't have to do anything."

   There was silence as each waited for someone else to take the lead. 
Scott looked at Stacy.  She was so gorgeous and sexy in her little bikini.
Maybe...  "I'll go," he said looking at Stacy.

   She blushed but said, "Me too."

   Ritchie joined in, "Me too."

   All eyes were on Caitlyn.  She didn't really want to go, but couldn't
chicken out in front of her cousins.  Always the youngest, she had felt
left out of the older kids' games too many times.  She didn't want to get
left out of this most important game.  "Okay."

   The four kids slowly went to the basement, each eyeing the other for
signs of backing out.  None did.  As they reached the basement and their
eyes adjusted to the low light, they beheld a sight they never expected to
see.  Cheryl was still riding Ryan.  They could see his cock appear then
disappear inside her.  Tiffany and Tommy were naked but quiet on the one
cot.  Darlene and Justin were wildly thrashing on the last cot, his bare
ass rising and falling between her legs as Darlene moaned and cried out. 
And last, closest of all, Sara was naked and holding Ray's head between her
legs, shouting obscene curses, "Yes, Ray.  Eat me.  Lick me.  Like that,
eat my pussy."

   Caitlyn threw her hand over her mouth and bolted up the stairs.  Ritchie
didn't notice, so caught up was he in the scene.

   Stacy felt her pussy get hot and flooded as she watched Sara getting
off. Without looking away, she asked Scott, "Do you know how to do that?"

   "I've read about it," he said.

   "Would you?" she asked.

   "I'll try," he said uncertainly.

   "Please," Stacy pleaded.

   He took her hand and led her to an empty sleeping bag away from the
others.  They quickly stripped and Scott lay between her legs, looking at
his first pussy.  He spread her lips, exposing her hot wet interior.

   "Lick me, Scotty," she begged.  "I'll suck you if you want."

   Scott felt that in his balls.  Would she really suck his cock?  Now he
was committed.  He extended his tongue and tried to remember the stories he
had read on the Internet.  He ran his tongue from bottom to top as Stacy
moaned.  He must be doing something right.  He had to remember to lick her
clitoris.  Girls liked that, or so the stories said.

   Upstairs, Sue was taking a break and had come down to the kitchen.  She
saw Caitlyn tear from the basement, crying, and run out the door.  She
followed at a sedate pace, hoping she hadn't been wrong about Caitlyn being
ready for this.  She was a year younger than Debbie had been on their
summer.  But she was also more mature in some ways.

   Caitlyn had run down the ocean and was standing in the waves, her face
covered.  She didn't hear Sue come up.  "Are you all right, Caitlyn?"

   Caitlyn turned away and said nothing.

   Sue touched her shoulder, "Caitlyn, please tell me what happened."

   "I ran out.  I always get left out and I didn't want to be left out this
time.  But when I went down there...  I got scared and I ran," she cried.

   Sue took her in her arms, "Caitlyn sweetie.  You don't have to be
scared. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to.  Don't you see
that?"

   "What about Ritchie?  He'll be mad if he's the only one left out,"
Caitlyn moaned.

   "There are other girls," Sue said.

   Caitlyn looked confused, then she understood, "You mean like Stacy or
Darlene?"

   "Like even Sara and Tiffany.  And that goes for you too.  If you don't
want to do things with Ritchie but you do with Scott, then ask him," Sue
said.

   Caitlyn had stopped crying.  "I don't know."

   Sue tipped Caitlyn's face up so they were looking at each other.  "I
know this seems strange right now.  Let me ask you something.  What would
you like to do with a boy?" Sue waited a moment, then continued, "Come on,
there's things you've dreamed about."

   Caitlyn blushed.

   "That right there, what you just thought," Sue said.

   "Mom!" Caitlyn shrieked.

   "Caitlyn, it's not like I haven't done it and seen others do it.  What
was it?"

   Sue held her eye forcing her with her will to answer.  Caitlyn mumbled,
"I dreamed of a guy, you know, licking me down there."

   "Ask one of the boys to do that," Sue said quite reasonably.

   "But they'll want to..." Caitlyn mumbled.

   "Ask one of the older boys after they've had sex with one of the
cousins. They'll be more under control.  Caitlyn, just be truthful.  Tell
him you're still a little nervous about going all the way but you really
want to see what it feels like.  Then ask him to eat your pussy," Sue said.

   Caitlyn blushed red, her mouth hanging open.  Her own Mom had just told
her to go get her pussy licked.

   Sue spanked her on the butt.  "Go.  Go find out how good it feels."

   Caitlyn looked contrite.  "Does it really feel good?"

   Sue laughed.  "There's a reason they say sex makes the world go round."

   Caitlyn followed Sue back to the house.  Inside, Sue pointed to the
basement door.  Caitlyn slowly descended.  Several of the couples were
quiet, in post-orgasm quietude.  She saw Ryan and Cheryl lying together and
watching the others.  Caitlyn went over, having to screw up her courage
since both cousins were naked.  They looked up, a question on their face.

   "Uh, Ryan.  I, I um, am nervous about going all the way.  But I'd really
like to know what it feels like to have a guy...  eat my pussy," Caitlyn
said and blushed.  Ryan looked at Cheryl who was working hard to suppress
her laughter.

   Cheryl rolled off the cot.  "Caitlyn, you'll love it."

   "Really?" Caitlyn asked.

   "Lay down and you'll see.  Ryan is good with his tongue," Cheryl said.

   Blushing, Caitlyn lay on the cot.  Ryan lay beside her and slowly
brought her lips to his.  He knew he should go slow and let Caitlyn enjoy
and overcome her nerves.

   Cheryl headed for the shower.  On the way she saw Ritchie by the stairs
looking glum, an erection tenting his swimsuit.  What's good for Ryan
should be good for her.  "Ritchie, want to join me for a shower?"

   Disbelief spread across his features.  She waved him to the shower.  He
bounced over and Cheryl pulled him into the shower, pushing off his suit as
she turned on the water.  Soon her soapy hands were washing him as he
stared at her close up naked body.  She wrapped her hand around his cock.
It took about ten jerks before Ritchie was spewing his cum across the
shower.

   They finished washing and Cheryl led him out.  As they dried off, Cheryl
asked him, "Have you ever eaten a girl?"

   Ritchie blushed and shook his head, "Um, no."

   Cheryl smiled and whispered, "Well, you better learn how because several
of the boys know how.  In order to get a girl into the sack, you better
learn how to please her."

   "But how will I learn?" Ritchie asked desperately.

   Cheryl smiled, having maneuvered poor Ritchie exactly as she pleased. 
"Tell you what, Cuz.  I'll let you practice on me.  Come on," she said
leading him to a sleeping bag in the middle of the room.  She spread it
open and lay down on it.  "Come on," she said.  Ritchie lay down next to
his older cousin.  "We'll start with kissing," Cheryl said pulling his
mouth to hers.

   Ritchie was a quick study and soon, he was lying between Cheryl's wide
spread legs, lapping at her pussy.  Cheryl was loving it, little Ritchie
was doing his duty just like his older brother.  Cheryl felt the need in
her pussy.  She pushed him away so she could get her breath.

   "Something wrong?" Ritchie asked, panicked that he had somehow messed
up.

   "No," Cheryl moaned.  "I need to get laid."

   Ritchie was crestfallen and his face reflected it.

   Cheryl nearly laughed but she was too horny for that.  "No, Ritchie.  I
need you to fuck me."

   "Really?" he asked.  Cheryl nodded.  A smile a mile wide filled his
face. He scrambled up between her legs.  Cheryl took his cock and led him
to his goal.  "Slowly," she coached him.

   Slow as he could, he felt his cock sinking into her pussy, hot, wet, and
beautiful beyond belief.  Ritchie was feeling the first pussy around his
cock.  Cheryl released his cock and he buried his cock all of the way
inside.  It was the best thing he had ever felt.

   It was only her second cock; Ryan had been her first.  It wasn't as big
as his older brother's but it felt good to Cheryl.  Further, it was really
exciting to be fucking her boyfriend's brother, which is how she thought of
Ryan.  There was a delicious dirtiness to it, a forbidden aspect which made
it even better.

   Ritchie's natural impulse was to hump away like a rabbit.  Cheryl had to
keep grabbing his ass, slowing him down so that she could enjoy the fuck as
well.  And she did.  He didn't quite get her to orgasm, but it was a good
fuck, filling her with pleasurable sensations.  As Ritchie blasted his
second cum into her pussy, she was filled with the pleasant sensation of
hot male seed in her pussy.  He collapsed on her breathing hard.  She
gently soothed him, feeling warm and loved.

   As his little brother was fucking his girlfriend, Ryan was between
Caitlyn's legs lapping away at her virgin pussy, filling her with new
sensations.  Her pussy tasted clean and fresh, young in some indefinable
way that drove Ryan crazy.  He knew he wanted to fuck Caitlyn before the
vacation was done.  He took Cheryl's cherry last year.  He wanted to add
Caitlyn's this vacation.  His cock grew hard just thinking about his cock
filling the pussy he was sucking and licking.

   Caitlyn was lost in new sensations.  Of course, she had started
masturbating when she was ten, just as many of her friends had.  But this
was different, so different, to have a boy licking her pussy, touching her
in her most intimate place.  She had dreamed of it, but her dreams hadn't
prepared her for the intensity of it.  Stronger than any previous orgasm,
Ryan's tongue filled her body with pleasure, higher and higher until she
couldn't take anymore and it burst out in waves, her body shuddering and
pulsing.  Ryan smiled as the girl moaned and came, filling his mouth with
her cum.  As she wound down, Ryan slowed his assault, lightly licking, then
stopping.  He crawled up next to her and held her in his arms.

   "Oh my God.  Thank you, Ryan.  That was awesome," Caitlyn said.

   "My pleasure," he told her.  "And if you decide to go all the way, would
you please chose me?" he asked.

   "Okay, if I do," she said.  She didn't say it out loud but her mind was
already weighing, already thinking about how good would it feel to have a
cock inside her?



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