Christian College Sex Comedy Ch. 13

"Rio, you have a good friend in Zane; don't lose him," Tawny advised her.

"I know; I'm getting a dog collar and leash for Christmas so I can keep him in line," Rio beamed to Tawny. Tawny chuckled and shook her head in amusement.

"Just for that, you get to sleep on the floor for the rest of the morning," I grumbled to Rio.

"You try that, Jungle-Boy," Rio snapped playfully as we made our way to the property line.

"I'm going to staple-gun your bra to the floor," I explained.

"I'm not wearing a bra," Rio snorted.

"Yeah, wrestling you into one is going to be half the fun," I teased her. Rio laughed and took off running. We were still snickering over events when we snuck back into my room.

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Aunt Jill was curled up on my side of the bed asleep in her nightgown. Rio looked at me questioningly and all I could do was shrug. I walked over to the bell and knelt beside Jill.

"Zane...I came in to check on you and you two were gone," she yawned.

"Leigh had a bad date and Paris asked me to go over and have a talk with her," I related.

"Did you...have sex with her?" Jill asked as he propped herself up on one elbow. Her breasts nearly spilled out of the partially buttoned top. I tried not to ogle.

"No," Rio interjected. "He held her hand and let her rest her head on his shoulder until she fell asleep. Trust me; I kept an eye on them the entire time."

"Yes," I confirmed Rio's statement, "she had been treated shabbily and needed to talk to a guy."

"Zane, do you really want to be sneaking into young women's bedrooms well past midnight?" Jill inquired, somewhat exasperated. My initial answer would be 'Yes', but that certainly wouldn't be the correct one for right now.

"Jill, it would have been unchristian to have ignored a neighbor's request for aid," I suggested. "After all, it was Leigh that saw to it that I didn't totally screw up your new clothes collection." Jill digested that bit of news with conflicted emotions.

"Let's go to bed," I yawned. Jill stared at me, so I stepped over her and collapsed on the bed.

Rio winked at me and walked around to the far side of the bed, wiggled out of her jeans and climbed in on her side of the bed. I was still in my jeans mainly because I didn't have underwear on.

"Night, Aunt Jill," I muttered before dropping off.

It was inevitable that bedroom dynamics would push me to the edge of the bed. Rio has the habit of wrapping herself around her bed partner while she sleeps -- it is a body-heat issue. It seems that Jill does the same thing, so as the skyline went from night to grey, the heat of their combined bodies woke me up.

For a moment I thought I was the only one awake but I felt Rio's hand run along my thigh to my crotch. She moved her hand up and down over it for a few moments when I felt her head tilt and her look at me. Our eyes locked and a wicked glint came into her eyes. Her hand wandered over my hip to Jill's thigh that was resting there.

I incrementally shook my head but Rio flexed her eyebrows in amusement, refusing my warning. Instead, she inched Jill's gown up and began tracing a finger along its length. Jill stirred but fell silent in a moment.

"Don't!" I hissed. Rio gave me a toothy grin in response.

I couldn't move my arm that was pinned by Jill but I could maneuver the one next to Rio. I wiggled my arm between her legs and she ground against me, trying to press me too tight to get free. Upping her game, Rio reached up and scooped up Jill's right breast. Jill stirred and we both froze.

"Stop it!" I hissed.

"Her nipple is so hard in my hand," she taunted me. Jill shifted, causing her gown to shift up to her hips when her leg moved, and dropping her hand on my abdomen while pressing her groin against my wrist. When she went still, Rio went back to massaging her breast. First came the moans, then Jill's hips gently pumped against me, and finally her eyes sleepily opened.

Rio and I had shut our eyes barely a second ago but it seemed enough to make her believe we were still asleep. It took her another second to figure out where Rio's hand was, then another to figure out that pressure between her legs was my wrist and hand. She stiffened and held her breath. Slowly she started to untangle herself but I felt Rio's hand flex.

"Ah," Jill gasped. Her hand flattened against my stomach and her body trembled. Jill kept very still for several moments and I figured she'd take the opportunity to slip out of bed and let me settle down for some more sleep. She did move; her head rose and I'm sure she was looking over me and Rio for signs of life.

She slowly put her head back down and moved her hand around in slow circles on my stomach. Jill kissed my shoulder softly but I elected to stir anyway, causing her to feign sleep as well. Rio couldn't let things go, though. She gave Jill's breast a squeeze, then another, followed by a low moan on my friend's part. I really needed to kick Rio.

Jill began to rub her crotch along my arm while flitting her hand down to the zipper on my jeans. Reflexively my hand stroked her thigh just below the panty line. For over a minute Jill kept her tempo against me slow but steady.

"Zane?" groaned Rio, pretending to just be awakened.

Jill slowly withdrew. Rio gave Jill's breast one last feel.

"That's not Zane," Rio whispered for dramatic effect, then louder, "Jill?"

"Oh...what? Huh?" Jill stammered. "Uhmmm...is that your hand?"

"Oh," Rio mused, then gave yet another squeeze, "Whoops; that would be me. Sorry."

"I...what are you doing?" Jill whispered.

"I was having this sweet dream," Rio grinned back.

"I...you...my," Jill questioned. I took that moment to stir and open my eyes.

"What's going on?" I yawned.

"Nothing," Jill declared abruptly. "I should get up and make breakfast."

"Jill, it is still dark outside," I smiled. "Let's go back to bed."

"I'll go to my bed, Zane. You get back to sleep and I'll wake you at 7:00," Jill assured me. She backed out of bed and quickly made for the door.

"You are going to pay for this," I grumbled to Rio. She rolled onto her stomach.

"That's right, Big Daddy, spank my bottom and call me a bad girl," she giggled.

"Oh, God!" I groaned to the ceiling. "You are incorrigible."

"If it is any consolation, I wuv you," Rio batted her eyelashes. I swatted her panty-covered bottom; she giggled and I willed myself back to sleep.