Christmas with Summer Ch. 03

Dave wrapped his big arms around her, his hands settling on her lower back.

"Who'd she choose as her victims?" I asked, laughing over what I pictured her doing to poor Dave.

"Just some super-stoked high school kids," Dave said. "I think she made their year, if not their whole life."

"They were sweet!" giggled Summer, looking back at us over her shoulder. "They just wanted to play!"

"Yeah, they 'just wanted to play' with this..." Dave said, cupping Summer's bare ass so forcefully that it made a loud smacking sound. With a squeal of delight she jumped; then, giggling adorably, she settled her sexy bottom right back into his lap, adding a little finishing wriggle.

"That kinda stung," she pouted playfully, taking his hands and returning them to her ass.

Getting the message, he began caressing her lush curves. "There, there, sweetheart...does that feel better?"

Giggling again, she got up from his lap and turned to offer him her ass.

"My pleasure..." he grinned. Grasping her hips, he made sloppy slurping sounds while planting slobbery kisses all over each beautifully displayed cheek.

"That's much better. Be nice," she said, turning to straddle him again, whereupon she immediately brought his hands straight back to her ass. "Be nice," she repeated, smiling solicitously.

He gently squeezed and fondled her bouncing bottom, making her coo in appreciation. Running his hands all over her succulent globes, he kept pulling the little string out of her tempting split; again and again he exposed her deep crevice, showing us her winking star, and the moist petals of her open pussy.

"They wanted to play with these too, I think," she grinned, shaking her tits against Dave's chest. Her tiny triangles slid away, leaving her bare-breasted in his lap, and she smiled as he took in the glorious sight of her naked tits.

"So," John asked, "did they get to play with those, too?"

I said, "I'm guessing you let the guys rub tanning cream all over your body, right?"

"Mmmm-hmmmmm," she said, thoroughly enjoying Dave's hands squeezing, fondling, and otherwise eagerly exploring every bit of her smooth, firm bottom. "They rubbed their cream all over me. They didn't miss a single spot!" she added, with another pleased little giggle.

"Not a single spot? You mean they--"

"Yes, sweetie, they did," she smiled. "That's what I meant when I said, 'Maybe I went a little too far this time.' Baby, I got completely naked."

"How is that going too far? You've done that plenty of times," I said.

"Okay, but has she ever gushed cum all over a stranger's hand while his two friends and your buddy looked on in amazement?" laughed Dave.

"David!" she guffawed, burying her head in his shoulder. Gently punching him in the chest again, she meekly offered, "So maybe I went a little farther than usual, but it was only because of you."

"Don't blame it on me, little girl. All I did was agree to watch you flirt. I didn't tell you what to do," Dave said, lifting her face.

"Still..." she smiled, staring into his eyes.

"Wait," said John, seriously blown away. "So let me get this straight. You got completely naked AND you let some kids finger you until you came? Holy shit!"

"No, John," she said. "I did get naked. It started with me taking off my top so they could cream my breasts without having to work around the material. It wasn't covering anything anyway, and they'd already seen me topless--similar to the way you guys keep 'accidentally' getting me naked--so I finally decided, 'What's the point in keeping it on?'"

She turned to face us, her breasts still bare from the triangles having slid away.

"Like I said, what's the point? You've already seen my breasts, and this teensy thing doesn't hide anything anyway," she continued, reaching back to untie it. With a flirty smile she held out her arm, teasingly dangling the top from her fingertips before playfully tossing it to the floor. Giving us a sultry grin, she squeezed her magnificent tits as Dave's arms snaked around her waist. "So, okay, the guy whose turn it was to do my top half would help himself to my breasts. Sure, he'd do his job by creaming them, but he was mainly just fondling me. The guy at the other end would cream my legs and ass, his fingers exploring inside my panties. After letting them touch me through my g-string, I eventually allowed them to pull my panties aside and really play. I let them have my ass, and they also tried my pussy. I only let them do my pussy for a little bit, though.

"The thing is, it felt so good, and David was watching everything. While pretending to be asleep, he was keeping an eye on them, so I knew I was safe."

"And that's when the kids made you come," John said.

"No, that's what I'm trying to tell you. Yes, I let them touch me, and, sure, their hands moving all over me felt wonderful. Even under normal circumstances, of course it would've been a serious turn-on. The thing is, under normal circumstances I would never allow total strangers to take me that way."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Damn, babe! You allowed some high school guys to finger your pussy, and even your ass? You must have been absolutely on fire."

"Yes, I was, although not because of them."

"It was Dave watching you, right?"

"Exactly. Knowing he was watching me flirt with those boys was driving me crazy. Plus, god, he was staring right between my legs. The way he was looking at me, I was becoming so turned on."

"That's when you pulled your panties off, wasn't it? Were you even aware that the one kid was all the way inside your ass, after the other guy had already fucked your pussy?" asked Dave, the lust clear in his voice.

"Honestly, no, not really. I just wanted to come! God, I wanted to come."

"So you DID let the kid finger you to an orgasm!" John exclaimed excitedly.

"No, sweetie, that's not how it happened. Like David said, by that point I was barely even aware of the guy who was fucking my ass. All I was thinking about was making the other one come before he tried to make me suck his dick, and I wanted to come so badly that I could almost taste it. The guy who was fucking me didn't make me come. I did that myself."

"Whoa, hold up!" laughed John. "You made some kid come? How?"

"She jacked him off through his shorts, and he shot off almost instantly. The poor guy...it was hilarious," snickered Dave.

Glancing over at me, Summer actually blushed.

Chuckling, I smiled while shaking my head. She knew I wasn't upset. If anything, I was highly amused.

She picked the story back up....

"Yes, I stroked him through his shorts. I was trying to get him to shoot, thinking maybe then he'd leave me alone long enough to let me come. I really wanted to come, and finally I just decided to go for it. Even though the other guy had his fingers buried deep in my ass, that wasnot what put me over the top, nor was it the first guy's cock in my hand. John, it wasn't anything they did; it was mostly David driving me insane with the way he was staring so hungrily at my bare pussy. When I simply couldn't stand it anymore, I took my panties off and fucked myself crazy. God, I masturbated for him like a total nympho. Mmmmmm...that's what made me come so hard."

Grinning at John, she slid a hand inside her g-string and started gently fucking herself, demonstrating what she'd been describing. "Got it now?" she moaned, slipping a finger all the way inside her audibly wet pussy while caressing her clit with her other hand. Bringing her arms together, her breasts thrust forward beautifully.

Unable to resist, Dave cupped and bobbled them for our amusement, earning him a giggle from Summer.

"So that's it. That's everything, you pervs!" she said, withdrawing her hands from her pussy and laughing along with the rest of us.

Dave continued to cup and squeeze her breasts, making her moan when he tugged on her nipples. Thrusting her heavy mounds into his palms while reaching behind her head to clasp her arms around his neck, she leaned back against him.

"Now you know the whole story," she said between ragged breaths, arching her back to offer us the full visual of her bare breasts being fondled by Dave. "I got naked on a public beach. I flirted with some high school guys--or they may have been college guys, I don't know--and let them have a little fun with me. I made one boy come in his shorts. I masturbated until I squirted cum all over another boy's hand. David saw everything, and he was the reason for everything. Right out in the open, I showered naked beside the snack stand. I put my tiny shorts and top on, with nothing underneath. David wanted to see me wear that outfit in a restaurant, so on our way back we stopped to grab something to eat. We talked the entire ride home, flirting like crazy with each other. When we found you three here, I listened to you goofballs stumble around some silly secret you're obviously keeping from me. Then you guys attacked me again, manhandling me and tickling me until I nearly peed on you--which I absolutely will, next time. Go ahead, gang up on me to tickle me again. I promise you, I'm going to let loose and pee all over every one of you!"

Grinning happily, she wiggled her ass in Dave's lap. She looked back at him, then at John and Aaron. "And don't think I won't enjoy it, because I will. You guys wouldso deserve it."

Moaning in response to Dave tugging hard on her nipples, she slid her hand back down to her pussy. "Oh, god, yes, David...mmmm, I'm so wet...okay, then you guys made me naked again, right here on the floor. When I was leaning over David, someone ate my ass and licked my pussy. It was probably Jake, although it may have been Aaron, or maybe more than one of you took me. I had my eyes closed, so I don't know, but I loved it."

"It was Jake. He couldn't resist," John grinned.

"You should've kept going," she said, smiling at me. Turning again to the guys, she added, "Anyway, then you had me put my little bikini back on. Returning to the living room, I answered a barrage of questions about what I wore and what I did at the beach with David, and finally here we are. Everybody all caught up? Everyone completely edified? Are we all happy now?"

Beautifully naked, she held her hands out, palms up, as if to say,"Is there anything else?"

"I'm good," Aaron said, grinning in amusement.

"I'm great!" John added, shaking his head in wonder. He made threatening little tickling motions to her with his fingers, making her laugh.

"What about you? Still doing okay back there?" she asked, pressing Dave's hands to her breasts while looking over her shoulder at him.

"Never been better. Oh, and by the way, you were spectacular in that restaurant," he grinned, earning himself a long, wet kiss from Summer.

When she was done tongue wrestling with him, she turned to me, waiting for my response.

"I just wish I'd been there to see it all myself. It sounds like you were simply amazing today," I said, sighing wistfully.

Giving her a surprisingly emotional hug, Dave kissed her bare shoulder. "She was. She always is. She is a blessing, and you're incredibly fortunate to have her in your life. God, we're all incredibly fortunate to have even this small window of time with her."

She let out a small gasp, and a subtle tremor rolled through her.

Caressing her hair, he turned her head to gaze into her beautiful, loving eyes. "Jake, she's an angel."

With sparkling tears streaming down her cheeks, Summer turned in his lap. Facing him, she draped her arms around his neck and was just beginning to kiss him again when suddenly she pulled away and ran to the kitchen.

I started to get up to go after her, until we heard her call to us, "Please, stay there. Just give me a moment, okay?"

We heard a cupboard open, and the sound of a faucet running.

Dave looked at me, his stricken expression laced with confusion.

"I don't know either," I said, lamely.

For what seemed like ages, we sat there in silence. Picking up Summer's bikini top, John idly ran it through his fingers while staring off into space.

A few moments later, Summer returned to the living room. She had a glass of water, and except for her microscopic g-string bottoms she was still gloriously naked. Her bare breasts stood high and proud, gorgeously juddering with each elegant step. Taking a seat on the floor, she leaned against the couch while wrapping her arms around her raised knees. Although the backs of her thighs and pouting pussy were beautifully apparent, for once we weren't focused on her sexy display. We were only concerned about her.

"David, I'm sorry," she began. "I just needed a second to pull myself together."

"There's no need for apologies," he said, taking her hand.

"Are you okay, baby?" I asked, searching her eyes and body language for clues. "What happened there?"

One by one, she studied us. She wore a small smile; rather than her usual ebullient grin, it was more a look of faraway revelation. Hugging her knees more tightly, she lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought. When she finally exhaled, her entire body appeared to relax. She lay down on her side, facing us with one knee bent, one leg straight, her head cradled in her hand; there were her fulsome breasts with their elegant caps; her bare hips; her precious slit; her slender arms; her graceful legs...and the face of an angel.

She was simply impossible. The thought occurred to me that she was too beautiful to be real. In ways that I couldn't quite fathom, she was literally perfect.

Smiling warmly at Dave, she slowly pulled her long, auburn hair away from her face.

She was a Renaissance painting.

"The truth?" she began again. "I was about to go too far. I'm sorry, David, it's not your fault...although itis your fault."

When Dave and I both started to say something, she held up her hand to stop us. "Please, just let me get this out."

We nodded patiently and waited.

"David, it's what you said to me, and what you've been saying to me. It's what you're all saying and doing to me. In my entire life I've never been this happy...or this turned on. I've also never cried so much. The way you guys keep making me cry from sheer joy, I feel so lame, always breaking down in front of you. I just didn't want you to see me cry again."

I touched her sweet face, caressing it with my fingertips. Kissing my hand, she pressed it to her cheek. "It isn't only the crying, though. It's a lot more than that. I'm sorry, David, and I apologize to all of you. I really am sorry, but I'm just a normal girl. I'm not some emotionless robot. I have normal feelings and desires, and I get swept off my feet the same as any other girl. I swear, no one has ever said the things you keep saying to me, plus I always seem to be practically naked when you're saying them! I'm already horny enough as it is from being nearly naked around the man I love and his beautiful, sexy friends, and you guys keep adding to it by saying all these wonderful things to me! I'm sorry, but I become really turned on! My heart aches, and so does my pussy. Everything you're saying, everything you're doing--stripping me naked, holding me, touching me--you're making me so wet, and I want it...badly. I want exactly what you want."

Pausing, she looked at each of us.

No one said a word. We just let her go on.

She turned to Dave. "That's what happened. There was the crying I didn't want you all to see again, and there was the desire I felt when you said such a heartbreakingly wonderful thing to Jake. It almost overcame me. If I would have allowed myself to do what I wanted to do to you, god, this would've turned into a crazy orgy, with all of you fucking me together. I don't think I'm ready to push us that far. What I was feeling...what I was dying to do...I couldn't go through with it. David, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to get all weird on you like that. I had to pull away, though, before I lost control."

Climbing back into his lap, she curled herself into a little ball. Looking up after a few moments, her happy smile had returned. "Just know that what you guys say and do to me really does have an effect, okay? That goes for you as well, John. You always tease and joke around with me, but I can feel what you're saying. You get to me too, you know, and I'm not even saying you need to slow down or stop. All I'm saying is that you need to be aware of what you're doing to me. I'm not immune to any of you. I'm going to respond, so please be careful."

"Indeed," Aaron said, sharing a secret smile with Summer.

Feigning exasperation, she turned to me with a final grin. "That's the best I can do, honey. Hey, at least they've been warned!"

She smiled to Dave, who couldn't help but kiss her again. Melting into his arms, she passionately returned his kiss.

Smirking, Aaron and John came to their feet, saying they wanted to go scarf down some Tommy's Burgers, which we hadn't done in years. They convinced me to go too, but when they tried to get Summer and Dave to come along she laughed, "Tommy's Burgers?! Those things are absolutely disgusting! You may as well just drink a pan of bacon fat!"

"Besides," Dave added, "we already ate on our way back from the beach. Denny's is always open, but I bet Tommy's is closed on Christmas Day."

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"What if they hadn't been here? What would you have done?"

"What would you have wanted me to do?" she volleyed, flashing an inviting smile.

Alone with David on the living room floor, Summer was still curled up in his lap.

"I'm almost surprised that their being here deterred you. I would have thought that it would turn you on even more, knowing they were watching us," Dave said, caressing her beautiful legs.

"Oh, believe me, it definitely did," she said, turning to straddle him again. "It was driving me crazy, knowing they were watching you touch me. I was already super turned on from our day at the beach, then you were all holding me down, basically stripping me naked. I was surprised you guys didn't just go ahead and pull my shorts off when you were tickling me."

"Did you want us to?" he asked, returning her volley.

"I would've gladly let you. I even would have helped, if that tells you anything. I was seriously excited, and I love the way you all look at me. It wouldn't have made much of a difference, though. You guys were already seeing everything you wanted to see. Besides my top being wide open, I'm sure my pussy had to be showing through the gaps in my shorts, especially when my legs were spread. Then you managed to wrestle my shorts down my thighs, until it no longer mattered. At that point, since they were already well below my lips, I thought for sure that someone would pull them the rest of the way off."

"Okay, but with you being so turned on by having everyone there, what stopped you with me?"

"It was just what I told you. I was embarrassed over crying again, and I was about to turn it into an orgy, with me as the cream filling in a four-man Oreo."

"Would you ever let it go that far?"

"I almost did today, twice. When I was lying here with my legs spread, and everyone had their hands on me, yes, I would've let you all take me. I was almost expecting it then, and because I wouldn't have been the one starting it--like I would have had I gone ahead and fucked you while I was in your lap--I definitely would have let it happen. David, I was incredibly turned on. I was thinking, 'If this is what everyone wants, then I want it too. Please, one of you, fuck me.'

"I just needed someone to make the first move, and no one did. You were fondling my breasts, which was driving me insane, but you didn't go any further. Jake was eating my pussy, then, completely out of nowhere, he stopped. Aaron and John only touched my legs while watching you and Jake play with me. All anyone had to do was take my shorts off, or put my hand on his hard cock, or start fingering my pussy. At that point, simply making out with me would have done it. Anything would've worked. I was there for the taking.