Dana's Side Ch. 06

I decided to try something new, myself, and slowly leaned back, arching my back so much that I was able to get the tip of Jack's throbbing cock into my mouth, and Jack put his hands under my back to support me. It was a crazy position, but it was working, because, Jack had incredible access to my clit and pussy, and he prodded me toward the best orgasm I had had in a very long time. I tried to muffle my yelling, aware that Ariel was in the next room, and my mother was upstairs. I was able to roll off of Jack before he came, and quickly climbed on top of him facing forward, directed his cock into me, and began to bounce up and down, successfully bringing him to a massive orgasm of his own, which caused me to climax again. Smiling, I lay down next to Jack, who held me in his arms.

We recovered for a few minutes, before I asked him about the thing he did with his tongue, and he said that Gina had found the move on the Internet. I laughed and said, "I'm going to send her a thank you card."

We lay there, until I heard Jack's breathing slow and become regular, and I fell asleep soon after.

Sunday

I was half sleeping, when I felt Jack's hand very gently stroking the outside of my pussy. I lay quietly, enjoying the sensation, and found myself happily purring. I opened my legs a little, and Jack took the hint, slowly inserting one finger into me, then increasing the pressure and intensity of his touch until I was moaning and moving my hips in time with the thrusts of his hands. I threw off the sheets, so I was fully exposed, and Jack added to his pleasuring by kissing my hard nipples and my tits.

I opened my eyes and he looked at me as I smiled at him. I wanted his cock inside me, so I pulled his hand out and pulled him toward me. I guided his rigid cock into my dripping vagina, and we began to move together in rhythm. Jack was kissing my face, neck and tits as we fucked, and I first spread my legs wide to take him fully in before wrapping my legs around his hips. We went at it like this for a while, increasing our speed and varying from thrusting to grinding until we both came at the same time and crashed down on the bed. That was definitely the way to wake up in the morning, and I lay there, being held by Jack, smiling and satisfied.

Jack turned to me and said, "this 'friends with benefits' thing is amazing."

I felt my stomach drop, but if that is what he wanted, I wasn't prepared to say anything. I guess I was going to need to ride this out a little longer until he realized that I was the right girl for him, so I said, "yeah, I guess it is pretty amazing."

He responded, "I mean, I break up with Gina, and you break up with Kevin, and we are here for each other."

I thought about what to say, and nothing good came to mind. "You're right," I said. "'Friends with benefits'".

That didn't mean anything, but I still had the weekend to turn him around. I needed to get away, so I got up and got into the shower. The hot water felt good and washed away a few tears. A few minutes later, Jack came into the shower. He noticed my red eyes, and I lied and told him I had gotten soap in my eyes. We washed up and I held on to him tightly, worried that I was going to lose him before I really ever had him.

We got out of the shower and dried off, and went into the room where Ariel was sleeping. She was awake, and asked "So, how did it go?

"Great until the end," I said.

"What happened?" I replied, "We were lying in bed after some nice morning sex, and he basically said how much he liked the 'friends with benefits' arrangement."

"So," Ariel asked, "wasn't that your chance to try to change it?"

"Maybe, but I couldn't. I just couldn't say it. Not to mention that it wouldn't have made sense if you were then going to sleep with him."

"You know I would have passed," she said.

"Yeah, I guess so," I responded, continuing, a little confused, "but he seemed so happy with the arrangement. But I still have the rest of the weekend."

Ariel looked at me. "Make up your mind, because you might blow the whole thing."

I responded, "You're right. I really need to. But I'm going to keep putting a good face on this."

"Whatever you want," Ariel said, some exasperation coming through in her voice.

Ariel and I came out of "our" room, and I saw Sarah give Jack a knowing look. Sarah, Steve and Jack were drinking coffee, and Ariel and I joined them. Jack started making eggs and frying bacon. A little while later, Mom and Mark came downstairs together, looking cheerful.

Mark said, "I smell bacon and Jack's famous eggs, right?"

"Correct you are, my father," he responded, sounding very pleased before handing them mugs of coffee and turning back to the eggs.

While we were eating, Mark suggested that we go into town and go antiquing. This clearly was Mom's idea, and although I knew that Ariel and I were not really fans, we agreed, as did everyone, and Mark promised to take us out to a nice lunch. After cleaning up the kitchen, I went to change, and put on a cute sundress, which I knew was a little different from my usual look, but was, I thought, flattering. And I thought that Jack would like it.

As much as I like shopping, my interests tended to run towards clothes and shoes, not antiques, but we had a pleasant time, and a nice lunch. Jack was friendly, and we touched a few times, but we didn't hold hands or put our arms around each other, like Sarah and Steve were doing.

We got back to the house in mid-afternoon, and Jack mentioned taking a swim, but Ariel asked him to help her find some weights that apparently Mark said were in the basement. I had nothing to do, so I decided to go out to the lake for a swim. I changed into a one-piece suit and put my frustration into the swimming, and stayed in the lake for a long time, until I could feel myself tiring. I dried off and lay down on a lounge chair, and tried to sort out my feelings. A part of me wanted to storm in and confront Jack. Tell him how I felt, and tell him that I didn't want him to see anyone other than me. But another part of me was still worried that he would break my heart, and find some smarter girl that he would like better. In so many ways, the easiest thing would just be to let things stay like they were, and not shake things up with everyone around and to deal with it when we got home. So, I decided to play it cool. Let him screw Ariel tonight, and then I would get him back the next day. And when we get back home, I'll get him alone somewhere and we could figure out the situation.

My course clear, I walked back to the house to find commotion. Mom and Mark were packing to leave, apparently because Mark had to run back to work. Mark said that although we were originally going to leave the next day, we now could stay as long as we wanted. Sarah and Jack, luckily, had no jobs because they were basically rich, but Steve had to be back at work on Wednesday. I knew that Dana and I had our next shifts set for late Tuesday, so we all agreed to stay through Tuesday morning. We helped them pack up the smaller car, and they drove off. I showered and put the sundress back on, because it was comfortable and I kind of thought that Jack really liked it.

When I came out, Steve and Sarah were nowhere to be found, and Ariel was in our room, napping. Jack was passed out on the couch, with the TV on, and a book tented over his face. I sat at the end of the couch, put Jack's feet in my lap and changed the channel, all without waking him. Ariel must have tired him out with the weights in the basement. I was rubbing his feet, not really paying attention, as I watched TV. At some point, Jack must have awakened, because he started to make happy sighing sounds when I rubbed his feet. I looked over and his eyes were closed and he was smiling. Then, he opened his eyes and met my gaze.

"Thanks," he said, "that feels amazing."

"No problem," I answered. "Rumor has it that Ariel gave you quite a workout downstairs."

"Yeah," he responded, "I'm so fucking sore, I can't believe it."

"I hope that won't stop you from giving her a workout tonight," I said.

"I hope not," he responded, "and you're fine with that?"

"Why shouldn't I be?" I responded, keeping my real emotions hidden, "I don't own you, and Ariel is looking forward to it."

Sarah and Steve came out of their room and Jack suggested that they take the master bedroom upstairs, but they declined, so Jack moved his stuff upstairs. Steve offered to make dinner and Jack handed out beers and turned on a baseball game. I decided to walk outside and think about what was going on. I went over it in my head all different ways, and always came out the same way—it didn't make sense to bring things to a head here, but that I would when we got home.

Steve did a nice job with dinner, and we ate and drank some good wine. We all decided to watch a movie, and it was pretty exciting. Ariel and I sat on the couch, on either side of Jack, but we weren't touching. When the movie was over, Ariel followed Jack upstairs and Sarah went with Steve to bed, leaving me alone in the living room. I went to the kitchen and found some vodka and orange juice and mixed myself a stiff drink, which I sipped as I watched TV. I was pretty buzzed and tired when I dragged myself to bed, alone.

Monday

I woke up with a headache and feeling a little angry. I could have been upstairs, with Jack, maybe having some sweet morning sex; instead, my sister was up there. It may have been the fact that I was blaming myself that made it worse. I lay in bed, feeling a little sorry for myself, until I needed to go to the bathroom. I peed, then drank some water and took a couple of Advil. I looked at myself in the mirror, and tried to objectively think of another girl that Jack should choose over me. There were none, I thought.

Eventually, I got dressed and made it downstairs, where Steve and Sarah were having coffee and breakfast. They said that Ariel and Jack had gone for a run. I wasn't up for that. I tried to watch TV for a while, but I felt like crap, so I went back to bed. I woke up a little while later, and Ariel was in a bikini getting ready to go to the lake.

"Sarah and Steve went down a few minutes ago—you should go upstairs and wake Jack up and come down and join us."

"Did you have fun," I croaked.

"We did, but he's all yours now. Don't fuck this up," she admonished.

I smiled, weakly and watched her head out of the bedroom.

I went into our room, slapped some cold water on my face, put on a little makeup and pulled out my smallest, sexiest bikini. It was striped, and its cut definitely made my boobs look incredible. I walked up the stairs to the master bedroom and walked in without knocking. The room smelled unpleasantly. Jack was sprawled on the bed, on his stomach, wearing just a pair of boxers. I watched him breathe for a few minutes, before I shook his shoulder and said, "time to get your sorry ass out of bed. We need to open a window. This room smells of sweat, and sex and my mother's perfume."

Jack rolled onto his back and looked at me, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. I smiled at the effect that I had on him, and at his goofiness. He groaned as he moved, and reached out to me, trying, it seemed to lure me into bed. But I was not going to cooperate. I wanted to make him wait.

I said, "You need to come to the lake—do you think I want Ariel to be the one to rub sunscreen on my back?"

Jack slowly got out of the bed. It looked like between the workout, the run and the sex, Ariel had worn the poor boy out. We changed the sheets and opened the window. Jack changed into a swimsuit and we went downstairs. I noticed that he let me go ahead of him, and I swayed my hips provocatively as we walked down the stairs.

"Where is everybody?" he asked,

"At the lake," I responded.

We grabbed towels and Jack took his iPod and book. When we got to the lake, only Ariel was there.

"Where are Steve and Sarah?" Jack asked.

"They took the boat out." I smiled at Jack, remembering our boat ride.

I found a chair, and lay down on my stomach. I untied the strings and handed Jack the sunscreen, and he coated my back and legs. I still liked making him do things; I felt that I had lost the upper hand in whatever our relationship was, and wanted to equalize it a little. I knew it would never be like it was at the start, where I was the unattainable hottest girl at school and he was a nerdy outcast, but I didn't want that anymore, anyway. But I couldn't let him take my friendship, and its benefits, for granted.

Jack decided to sit in the shade, and he moved a few chairs away, turned on his iPod and started to read. He was still kind of shy and liked his solitude, it seemed. After I got bored lying on my stomach, I turned over. I decided that it would be O.K. to go topless. The only person who hadn't seen my breasts was Steve, and I suspected he was more than satisfied with Sarah's not insubstantial set. I began to rub sunscreen on my exposed tits, not wanting to get sunburned, and not coincidently, giving Jack a little show that I could see he was enjoying.

Ariel looked over at me, turned over, left her top off and slathered on sunscreen. At that point, Sarah and Steve returned from the boat, smiling and looking a little disheveled. Steve took a quick look at me and Ariel then quickly, and intelligently, turned back to focus his attention on Sarah. They sat down on two chairs next to Ariel, and Sarah shrugged, took off her top, too, and put sunscreen on her breasts. I could only imagine what Jack and Steve were thinking.

I saw Jack get up, take off his shirt and jump into the water. I watched him float, quietly, his arms outstretched. After watching for a while, I walked up to the lake, dove in and swam toward Jack, who stood on the lake bottom and received my hug. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held on tightly.

"I got hot, and wanted a hug," I said.

We held each other in that position until I let go of my neck and leaned back and floated just under the surface, except for my tits, which peeked up out of the water. I felt Jack's cock stiffen, and I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck again, ground my crotch into his, and said, "Not here. Later."

"I don't know," he said, "I hope I'm not too tired."

I knew he wasn't being serious, but I looked at him with one of my hotter looks and said, "I can't imagine how that would be possible," as I grinded my crotch against his hard cock.

I unwrapped my legs, kissed him and swam away. Jack followed me out a little bit later.

Sarah and Steve went out to get pizza, because there wasn't enough food in the house for dinner and we didn't want to go out. I sat on the couch, cuddling with Jack and watching TV, when they returned with the food. Before we ate, Steve said that he had some amazing hash, and wanted to smoke it. I hadn't smoked hash that many times, but I really enjoyed it. And if regular weed made me horny, hash was even more powerful, and it made sex incredible. I looked at Jack, who seemed a little hesitant, but looked excited when the rest of us were enthusiastic. He had no idea what he was in for tonight. We passed the pipe around, and the sweet smoke filled my lungs and made my head light and dizzy, but in a good way. It heightened my senses, so that the pizza was the best pizza I had ever had, and we were all laughing, hysterically.

We tried to play Pictionary, but it basically turned into a makeout session with body part flashing and obscene stick figure drawings. It is possible that Jack and Steve kissed at one point, but I can't really remember for sure. We were already pretty blasted, when Sarah brought out tequila, and we started doing shots. It was all pretty amusing, and at one point, Steve picked me up, then realized he made a mistake, put me down, tossed Sarah over his shoulder and carried her into their bedroom.

Jack, who seemed to find the hash very enjoyable, loaded the pipe up and grabbed a lighter and started to walk upstairs, I followed him, and Ariel followed me up. It seemed cool that she was coming upstairs, too. The three of us got to the master bedroom, and Jack lit the hash pipe, and we passed it around, filling the room with thick, fragrant smoke. Jack opened the window to let some of the smoke out, and I was very high and very, very horny. Jack was grinning, looking at me and Ariel, and he just started to get undressed. That seemed like such a good idea, that I did too, and Ariel must have agreed, because she got naked, too. We were laughing, and I looked at my sister and realized that she really was a strikingly beautiful woman. Jack sat on the bed, staring at us and started to laugh.

Ariel said, "Are you laughing at us?"

"No," I said, "I'm laughing because I think it is funny that I am in a room with two beautiful naked women and my cock is pointing at them."

It was true, and seemed funny, so we both started laughing.

More than anything at that moment, I wanted Jack's cock in my mouth, so I went down on my knees and started sucking on it. Its salty taste made my tongue tingle, and the sensation of its skin against my lips was intense. Ariel knelt next to me and pulled Jack's cock out of my mouth and put it in hers. Rather than get angry, I found it incredibly sexy, watching Ariel blowing Jack in front of me. I had seen some porn in my life, and generally didn't find it that interesting, but I felt like I was watching a pretty good one. Jack must have agreed, because he was giggling.

I decided that it was my turn, so I took the cock from Ariel's mouth and jammed it into mine, and began to work it over with my lips and tongue. Ariel grabbed the shaft and began to stick it deeper into my mouth with one hand, while stroking his dangling balls with her other hand. We alternated sucking his cock and playing with the shaft and balls for what seemed like forever, and Jack moaned and writhed on the bed. We started going faster, switching more often until Jack panted, "I'm cumming."

Ariel pulled Jack's cock out of my mouth and Jack shot a huge load of cum on my face, then she turned the head toward her, and he shot a second load on her face.

It was silent for a moment, as we all looked at each other, and then Ariel began to laugh uncontrollably. I looked at her laughing, cum dripping from her face and I couldn't help myself from laughing. Jack, sitting on the bed, his cock hanging limp and slick between his legs, joined in and we were giggling like little kids. Ariel and I stood up, and Ariel leaned over and began to lick the cum off of my face, so I did the same to her. I looked over and Jack was sitting there, with a stunned smile on his face.

I was enjoying giving him a show, and the feeling of Ariel's skin against my tongue, and her tongue on my skin. I leaned over and licked a drop of cum off of Ariel's breast and started to suck on her beautiful nipple. Ariel grabbed for my tits and started rubbing them. I knew it was weird, but it felt great. I had a couple of lesbian experiences before, and was kind of lukewarm about it—I liked having a man's cock fuck me, but I knew that Ariel enjoyed it occasionally. We fell onto the bed, and began kissing and groping each other while Jack watched. I looked up at him briefly and saw him standing there, fully aroused and said "What are you waiting for?"

Jack fell on top of us, and the three of us went a little crazy. I can't remember all that happened that night, except that it was intense, and I had innumerable orgasms. I know that I definitely went down on Ariel as she sucked Jack's cock. I remember Ariel sucking my tits while Jack fucked her. And there was one point where Ariel and I were eating each other out, and Jack fucked me from behind. There was pretty much no time where I didn't have a cock or tongue in my pussy, and a cock or pussy or tit in my mouth. It stopped being about people, just about body parts giving and receiving pleasure. It felt like Jack was cumming constantly, in or on one of us. I remember screaming, and sighing and moaning and panting. The last thing I remember was Jack, asleep between me and Ariel, and the two of us stroking him, and each other.