My Best Friend Katie Pt. 03

"Well, thank you, Jim," she sniffed, still trying to regain her composure. "I just wish I had someone, someone like you. I knew Katie liked you even when you were in middle school, I'm happy for you guys, really, but I wish I had that kind of connection with someone."

"You will, Sally," I said, "it's just a matter of timing."

"Most of the guys who are interested in me are jerks, they just want to get their hands on me."

"Well, that's because most guys are jerks, unfortunately. Come on, there must be someone you know that would be alright."

"Most of the guys are either brainless jocks or lame nerds, the kind who are into video games and don't know how to talk to the girls."

"You just described most of my friends, the latter part, that is. I bet there's someone."

"Someone, who?" Katie said, stepping into the room. She too had entered naked, and was now picking up her clothes from before and putting them back on. I was not prepared for all of the sudden nudity, and my flaccid penis was already regaining strength.

"Jim was just telling me there must be someone out there that isn't too much of a dork to know how to talk to a girl, or not too much of a jerk to talk to me like I'm a human with a brain."

"What you need, Sally, is a guy like Jim," Katie said, beaming. "He's smart, but he's confident, and he treats a girl like a woman, not a trinket."

"So I need a confident, smart guy. Seems tough to find."

"It takes a while, in the mean time there's always the squiggle writer," Katie said.

"Squiggle writer?" Sally asked.

"I'll explain later."

By sunset, the house was clean and unpacked, and Katie and Sally were returning from a trip to buy some last minutes groceries. Katie looked pleased with herself. Katie was also relieved, when I told her in private, that Sally also got jealous of her some times. I was grilling burgers on the back porch, overlooking the pool which had finally finished its shock treatment and was ready for us to swim. Katie and Sally sat on to of our three deck chairs while I finished dinner. We ate as the sun set; Katie's dad had set up citronella torches that surrounded the small deck and pool. The pool was small and not very deep, five feet at most, which meant it was warm for a good part of the year.

We ate, chatting about our anticipation for the coming school year and Sally's plans for the year. It was comfortable, and not the least bit unnerving. I guess when two cousins undress each other, and then one masturbates while she watches her cousin grinding against her boyfriend, it opens up some of the tension. I think both Katie and Sally were relieved that they were not the only person who felt jealous of their cousin occasionally. When, at the end of dinner, I returned from the kitchen, I found Katie digging in a small grocery bag for something.

"I got this for you, Sally," she said, producing a small pen from the bag. She handed the package to Sally, who removed it from its plastic shell, looking at it curiously.

"It's a squiggle writer," Katie explained. "It vibrates when you write. They were huge when I was in middle school. Jimmy got it for me, and I quickly put it to good use."

"What kind of use?" Sally asked suspiciously, but she had a smirk on her face.

"Let's say when your best friend, who you happen to have a crush on, is too obtuse to ask you out, and you're alone, and then, while you're writing with it, an idea comes to you."

"I was not obtuse," I protested.

"You're alone," Katie continued, "and then you're thinking about your best friend, and how much you like him, and then you slowly lower the pen until it's brushing against your shorts. Then you press it a little, against yourself, and then after a little bit of that, when you're starting to get excited, you just so happen to slide it under your waistband and..."

Katie trailed off as Sally grinned even more. Katie stood up, her cheeks flush, touching her stomach tentatively. She hooked her thumbs under her shorts waistband, and in one movement wiggled out of them. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, and one tossed shirt and bra later she was naked, standing on our deck. We had tall trees around the house, and no one could see. The lights hanging from the decking and porch lit her magnificently. I wasn't sure what she was going to do, when she suddenly turned and walked over to the pool. She dipped one foot in, gauging the temperature, then stepped in.

"You got her a vibrator when she was in middle school?" Sally asked, examining the pen.

"I didn't think she was going to use it as one," I said sheepishly. She laughed, looking at Katie as she swam in the pool. The pool light was on, illuminating Katie's body as she swam.

"Well, I think I am going to put this to good use tonight," she said, patting her leg. She stood up, stretching. "If you don't mind, I'm going to join my cousin." She too stripped off her clothes, and dove into the pool. I sat on my chair, watching them swim for a few minutes, until Katie got out of the pool and came over to sit with me.

"You okay?" she asked, looking at me with her searching eyes.

"I guess so. It's surprise, all the nudity. Not yours, I mean, hers."

"I can tell her to put a swimsuit on if you want," she said.

"No, I'll suffer through it," I said with a smirk.

"Come on, join us. She's my cousin, it's nothing sexual."

"It was this afternoon," I said. I was a little uncomfortable, but Katie kissed me and pressed her wet body against me.

"Well now you're all wet, you might as well get in the pool," she said. "Come on," and with that she jumped in. I walked to the pool edge, where Sally and Katie were hanging onto the ledge. "Come on in, don't be shy," Katie said. Sally smiled, and Katie beckoned me in. I nodded, then turned around to head inside and change.

"Good grief, Jimmy, just get in," Katie said. "It's not like I've never seen you naked before."

"What about Sally?" I said.

"You've seen me naked twice. Besides, I've seen one before, you won't kill me with fright." She looked at Katie, and then both girls looked at me again.

To hell with it, I thought, and stripped off my shirt. I awkwardly took my shorts off, struggling around my erection, until I stood there completely naked, and Katie applauded and Sally giggled. I jumped in, feeling the warm water envelop me, and when I emerged I saw Sally and Katie swim over to me.

"Okay, I admit it, that was the first time I'd seen a real penis before, sorry," Sally said. "Thanks for the show, Jim."

I looked at Katie, who laughed and splashed Sally with water. Sally returned the favor, and I swam away to keep water out contacts. When they stopped I was sitting on the steps, watching the girls swim and wrestle.

"So do you always have an erection, Jim," Sally said.

"Only when I'm around Katie, so yes," I said, surprised to find myself relaxing a little bit and joking around. The girls continued swimming, and I joined them. I decided, as I passed Katie, to brush my hand over her round, firm ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. Sally saw me, and I blushed, but she didn't say anything.

"I wanted to thank you both for letting me stay here. I know I've been in the way."

"Not at all," we said together.

"I meant in the way, because I saw how excited Katie got this afternoon, she was like in a trance."

"I get that way, especially when I haven't been with Jim in a long time, which is a day or two for me," she added, "Sorry to freak you out, Jimmy."

"Well, to be fair, I was able to maintain my storied cool...oh, stop laughing you two, what was I supposed to do?" I said.

"You seemed to get over your surprise just fine," Sally said, swimming close to me. She swam closer and turned to face Katie as she glided past me. She was too close, though, and her round ass brushed against my erection as she drifted past me.

"Oh!" Sally exclaimed. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I said, blushing.

"I know they get hard," she said, blushing, "but I didn't know they got that hard."

"Oh he gets very hard," Katie said. "And it stays hard."

My erect penis was pulsing, and I couldn't wait to get inside the house and enter Katie, but Katie swam over and suddenly wrapped her hand around my penis, stroking it once or twice.

"Now, since we've completely corrupted my cousin, and my boyfriend looks like he's ready to explode, I want to show you something else, Sally. Katie moved to the edge of the pool, leading me gently. "Hop up, Jimmy," she said, patting the pool edge.

I did as she asked, my penis throbbing. "When you're ready, this is a great way to keep your boyfriend very, very happy, right Jim?" Before I could answer she took me into her mouth. Sally was only a few feet away, watching intently as Katie sucked me into her mouth, bobbing up and down. Sally swam closer until she was side by side with Katie, her arm around Katie's waist. Katie was sucking me in earnest, her eyes locked on mine, waiting for me to climax. I ran my hands through her wet hair, enjoying the look and feel of her in the pool. I was close to orgasm, and just as my body started to tense up Katie took me out of her mouth and stroked me vigorously, letting me ejaculate in large spurts. It flew outward into the water, leaving streaks of semen in the water, they moved slowly around Katie and flowed in ropes toward Sally like some kind of serpent. Katie grabbed the based of my penis, gripping it firmly.

"If you hold him here, he'll stay hard and you can keep going," Katie explained, as if she was giving cooking instructions. Ropes of cum swirled both girls, sticking to them both. Katie licked my penis so that I was throbbing hard, and then she let go and swam to the steps, getting out of the pool. I followed her, with Sally in tow. I caught up with Katie, picking her up so that she wrapped her legs around me. She hopped onto me, and quickly I entered her, supporting her while thrusting into her. I didn't care that her cousin was right there, sitting on a deck chair. I thrust into her, knowing I was nowhere close to orgasm, letting Katie climax over and over until my arms were exhausted. After her fourth orgasm, I set her down, sliding out of her. She crawled onto the deck chair, setting it to recline completely, and laid down. We both looked at Sally, who was putting her new squiggle pen to good use, rubbing her labia with it and moaning with her own orgasms as she watched me enter her cousin slowly. I teased Katie, only slipping in an inch or so and then retreating.

"Come on," she sighed, "go inside me."

I obliged, sliding into her all the way as she climaxed again. Next to me I heard Sally reach an orgasm, her body shaking, as I fucked Katie. I kept up a steady rhythm through more of Katie's orgasms, until I came again, ejaculating into her. Katie came one last time, finally curling up like a kitten by a warm fire. When I sat up, I saw Sally turn off the pen, her labia swollen.

"Don't burn that thing out," Katie said, "you'll find all kinds of uses for it."

Chapter 5

I woke up on the deck chair, the sun streaming over the trees. A towel was wrapped around me like a blanket. I sat up to find Katie gone, but Sally was asleep on the deck chair next to me. She was naked, her considerable breasts falling to her side. Her legs were spread, and I marveled at how similar her labia were to her cousin's. Sally stirred, turning on her side, so that I was now looking at her ass. Like Katie's, it was round and firm, with pronounced dimples on the small of her back. I was getting an erection, and instantly felt guilty. Just as the flood of guilt swept over me, Katie stepped out onto the deck.

"Is that for me, or for Sally?" she whispered, pointing at my erection. I blushed, and she sat down next to me, kissing me for a long time before speaking again. "Don't be embarrassed. I think any man would have the same reaction, and I trust you."

"I'm glad, because I love you more than anything." I paused, trying to formulate the words I had wanted to say to Katie. "But, Katie, I can't help but feel that this is a bad idea, doing it in front of Sally."

"I'd rather her learn from us than with some boyfriend who's just trying to get into her pants. This way, she learns what she can enjoy in a loving relationship, but doesn't have to experience it first hand. I also wanted her to know some tricks to keep a guy happy without letting him inside her."

"So this is educational?" I asked. Katie was an expert at walking the line on these kinds of issues.

"It's fun, too, I'll admit it, but also educational. I mean, it's really a turn on to have someone watch, I'll be honest. But not some creepy person or someone I don't trust. I can't imagine doing it in front of anyone but Sally. Now come on, she's been bugging me for weeks about sex advice. I figured, we might as well quench her thirst for knowledge while I quench mine for my boyfriend."

"But, still," I said, searching for the right words. "What we have is special, and, well private, too. It seems wrong to do anything in front of her. I mean, she's young and impressionable, but also this is sort of...well sort of a thing that should be just between you and me."

"If you feel that strongly about it," Katie said, "then I'll get dressed and ask Sally to do the same. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." She looked upset, perhaps feeling some of the guilt I harbored. I took her hand in mine, and brushed her hair back away from her forehead.

"Don't be upset and don't worry about me. I mean, it's fun and sneaky, I'll admit it. It's just a little weird getting used to a third party observing things."

"Well, it's just Sally," she said.

"And she's like family to me," I said.

"I'm so relieved," she said with a mock sigh. "I thought you were going to run off with my cousin or something. Come on, I know how you feel."

"Feel about what?" Sally said groggily as she woke up. She rolled onto her back, her breasts moving on their own accord. She looked at me, then at my erection, and then at Katie.

"Is he always hard like that?" she asked with a yawn.

"Yes," Katie said. "Although it's hard to tell if it's for his girlfriend, or for your chest." She then laughed and punched me lightly on the arm.

"Okay, so I've seen a blowjob, and I've seen you two actually do it, but what about using your hand, Katie?"

"Oh, that works great, especially if you're tired," she explained matter-of-factly. "In fact, I bet you that a guy wouldn't turn one down if offered. Right, Jimmy?"

"Of course not," I said. "I mean, we're basically hard wired to orgasm. It doesn't matter how."

"Which is why you want to be careful," Katie said to Sally. "A guy will tell you anything. How special you are, how pretty, how much he loves you, whatever, because he wants to get off. You need to wait for the right guy."

"So, can you demonstrate a handjob?" Sally asked tentatively. "I got the idea yesterday, but I'd like to learn your technique.

"Are you okay with that, hon?" Katie asked me. She looked intently into my eyes, letting me know I could refuse.

"Okay," I said, "if it's educational."

Both girls giggled. Katie had me sit on the edge of the deck chair and she knelt on a cushion in front of me. She motioned for Sally to kneel next to her. There, in front of me, both girls knelt, their bodies side by side. Katie's firm body and Sally's immense breasts and Katie explaining a handjob to her cousin in scientific detail.

"Now, a guy will try and get you to put it in your mouth, but you don't have to," she said. "The trick is to not rub him too hard, and to take your time." She was now stroking me slowly, telling her how to use her other hand, and how to look right into a guy's eyes with a hungry look on her face.

"Bite your lip when you do it," Katie explained, "let him know you can't wait to see him come."

"About that," Sally said, her eyes transfixed on my swollen penis and Katie stroked it. "Won't it make a mess?"

"Oh, it will," Katie said casually. "You've got three options. Let him come everywhere, which is fun but makes a mess. Or you can catch it in something like a shirt, but you'll still have evidence. Or, you can put the tip of it in your mouth right before he comes and swallow it all."

"Whoa, really?" Sally said.

"Yup," Katie said with a satisfied smile. "It kept either of our parents from ever discovering all the handjobs I've given Jimmy. But that's only if you are ready to suck it anyway, because the next time that's what will probably happen. Stick with a t-shirt at first."

This science class description of handjobs would have been comical if Katie hadn't been stroking me slowly the entire time. The girls were less than a foot away from my penis and I was getting closer to coming. Katie continued her lesson, taking her eyes off me momentarily to address her cousin.

"You have to tell him to tell you before he comes. Otherwise you may end up with a mess you didn't intend to get. Now I know when Jim will come, but that's only because I've done this at least fifty times, right sweetheart."

I nodded, unable to form a complete thought. I was getting closer and closer. I looked at both women, so young and beautiful, the two of them discussing handjob techniques, and I was barely aware of their conversation. I felt myself tense up and Katie noticed, too. She kept stroking me, and I erupted in her hand. Jets of semen sprayed outward, hitting both her and Sally. I was too lost in my orgasm to register immediately that I was covering both of them with semen. It was only after my euphoria subsided and Katie let go of me that my eyes focused on the mess. Both Katie and Sally had cum on their breasts and stomach, and Katie's hand was coated in it. She grinned, and gently cupped Sally's breast, coating it with think strands of semen.

"So this is the stuff, huh?" Sally said, looking down at the smeared white substance glistening on her. "Well, I didn't expect that to happen."

"I'm sorry..." I began.

"Don't be, it was my fault for being so close. Besides, Katie's got some, too," she said, pointing at the trail of semen running down Katie's stomach. Sally ran her finger along my semen, then licked her finger. I looked at Katie, but Katie seemed to take this in stride. "Sorry," Sally said, "I was just curious about how it tastes." She smeared the rest of it around her stomach, exploring the texture and stickiness of it, which was exciting to watch as she smeared the last bit onto her breasts.

"Katie, do you like it when Jim does this on you?" she asked.

"I do, at least on my body, not on my face," Katie said. In truth, we had never tried it that way, but once or twice a strand of it went high and hit her face. I did enjoy ejaculating on her, it was thrilling and always fun to see my handiwork afterwards, but we rarely did it because up until now we were always sneaking around and had to hide our actions.

"Well, I'm going to take a swim and wash this off," Sally said, and seconds later she dove into the water. The second she was out of earshot I leaned over to Katie.

"Katie, I'm sorry about what just happened, I didn't know you guys were going to..."

"I'm not mad, don't worry. She's just curious, and it's a better way to satisfy her curiosity than obtaining it from another source. Besides, how could I be mad at anything you do? I hope I didn't upset you by getting it on her."

"No," I said. "It was kind of fun, to be honest."

"I know, for me, too," she said.

Sally emerged from the pool, glistening wet. Katie jumped in to rinse off and Sally sat right next to me. She leaned in a little, her breast pressed against my arm.

"That was fun," she said. "Thanks."

"Um, no problem, I guess," I said. It was awkward but she and Katie gave no indication that what had happened was unusual.