Senior Year Memories Ch. 30

Unfortunately for her, I don't think she was able to stem the tide of pleasure well enough from Josie's and my onslaught.

"HOLY JESUS FUCK, THIS IS.... GNAAAAAAAAAAAH FUCKFUCKFUCKINGHELLAWESOOOOOOOOOOOME!!!" Brooke cried out, laughing and squealing as she came so hard her legs gave out underneath her. She was a shrieking, shaking mess, held up by Josie and me before she could slip and hit her head on the floor. For my own safety and despite my own intense arousal, I pulled out of her and focused on holding her up. It was an orgasm that went on for a long time at Josie's insistence, leaving Brooke a babbling, dribbling mess with her juices leaking down her thighs.

"Fucking... awesome..." Brooke moaned through half-lidded eyes, leaning in to kiss my chest, then blindly seeking out Josie for a sweet, lingering kiss. "We should totally do this more often... now if I could only walk..."

"We got you," Josie said, nodding to me. I nodded back, and between the two of us we helped Brooke out of the bathroom and plopped her down on the bed. It was hard finding a spot that wasn't occupied by the impressive pile of sex toys from my "toybox", but with a little clearing we managed.

For a moment, I was taken with fear by the light pouring through my window. The three of us were naked, the window was open, and that gave my 18-year-old neighbor and friend Alice Talbot a great view of us. Though we'd had a pretty good flirtation since meeting a few weeks prior, I wasn't sure if I was ready for this.

I went to close the curtains.

"She's already watching, if you want to know. I saw her when I was getting naked and decided to put on a little bit of a show. I think she liked it," Josie said, turning and waving out the window. "Hi, Alice!"

I didn't get a good look at Alice, but I did keep out of view. Alice and me were in an interesting sort of holding pattern, and while I was hoping one day the two of us might be naked and having fun with each other, I didn't want her to have to see me naked if it wasn't something she wanted.

Neither Josie nor Brooke had such restraints. Through eyes that had regained some of their life, Brooke rolled over on the bed and waved out the window. "Hi, Alice! I know you can't hear me, but, look at me!"

I knew that Alice and Brooke had spent a night together, and that Josie had been talking with her over the phone while she was away. I was happy that the three of them were chummy, but I would have been even happier if they'd all been chummy with the curtains closed.

And yet, looking at Brooke and Josie on the bed, smiling and happy and having a good time with each other, an inspiration hit me.

I found my clothes, and I started getting dressed.

Josie looked at me, amused. "You know, this is kind of the exact fucking opposite of the expected dress code for what we're doing right now."

"Yeah, Ryan," Brooke said cheerfully, rolling over onto her stomach and looking at me cutely. "Get naked and pumping and fill one of us with cum!"

"I will," I said, pulling on my underpants, then my jeans. "But not yet."

"Still not understanding the clothes," Josie replied.

"Let me explain," I said. "I know both of you, but you two don't know each other very well, right?"

"Right," Josie and Brooke confirmed.

"And you could get to know each other with me here, but I don't want you to get to know each other only because I'm here. So, in the spirit of today being unhurried and the exploration of a new relationship, I think I'll leave you two alone for a little while. Step outside, get some fresh air, maybe even take in a bike ride," I said.

"And your boner?" Brooke asked, pointing to the rather pronounced bulge in my pants.

I pulled on my shirt. "It'll go down, shortly, and it will be ready for you when I get back."

"Hey, if it's not hurting you, I'm totally down for some private time with this hottie," Brooke said, reaching over and playfully running a couple fingers up Josie's slit.

Josie hissed with pleasure, opening her eyes only halfway and giving me a wry smile. "You're sure?"

"Positive," I replied.

She cocked her head toward the door. "Then get the fuck out of here."

"I'm working on it, I'm working on it," I said, picking up my shoes and socks and exiting the room.

"Oh, once I can feel my legs again, I'm so gonna fuck you so hard with my strap-on..." Brooke promised Josie.

"You're on," Josie replied.

***

A few minutes later, I sat on the front porch of my house, taking in a cool-but-not-cold winter day and smiling at all that had happened. Uncertainty had fallen by the wayside in my life, and I felt well and truly free. Josie, Brooke and I were going to make a go of this in an unconventional relationship, and though I still didn't know what form that was going to take, I was excited to see where it would take us.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and fired off a few quick texts.

Me: So much has happened today

Me: Josie is back in town

Me: She found me and Brooke together

Me: We had the polyamory talk

I wanted to say more, but it was difficult to say how I wanted to put it. So I left it there, hoping to have my thoughts together by the time she replied.

I hadn't expected her to reply so quickly.

Rachel: And?

I smiled. It always felt good to talk to Rachel.

Me: And we're giving it a go. The two of them are in my room right now, probably getting ready to have sex if they haven't started already

Me: After what we all did this morning, it might take them a while to get started

Rachel: Busy morning

Me: You don't know the half of it

Me: Wish you were here so I could tell you everything

Rachel: Not just because you want a redhead for a foursome?

Me: Well, the thought had crossed my mind...

Rachel: Hey, if I were there, I'd be there in a heartbeat. Those two are hot.

Me: You have no idea.

Rachel: And why aren't you with them? Not just to talk to me, I hope.

Rachel: You got two beautiful girls in your bed; you better be treating them right.

I laughed, and I explained to her why I was sitting out here talking to her rather than pleasuring my girlfriends. She seemed to understand.

Rachel: I'm proud of you.

Me: Thanks.

Fuck, what else could I say to Rachel McNeil? I'd gotten into a lot of trouble for what I'd done with her, but ever since then she'd been one of my closest confidantes and a person I trusted more than anyone for advice. I'd never even considered polyamory before I talked with her, and now that the subject had been broached I couldn't have been happier.

Though the words felt inadequate, I finally typed out.

Me: I owe you for this one.

Rachel: Damn right you do.

Rachel: Introduce me to them when I'm in town. That'll be a start.

I smiled.

Me: Deal.

"Seems like you're having an interesting morning."

I looked up to see the source of the lightly accented voice, and was hardly surprised to see Alice Talbot standing before me. She was as beautiful as ever, with her pretty face, soft dark skin and lovely and large loose afro of curls. Her tight, athletic body was shown off quite well in her black yoga pants and tank top, the visible straps of her sports bra holding up her firm, C-cup tits. I looked her over appreciatively because I liked looking over appreciatively, but I was most happy for her presence because I was happy to have a friend to talk to.

"Interesting... that's one word that could be used for it," I said, taking in her attire. "You going out for a jog?"

"I was, but then the funniest thing happened. I got to see the lovely Josie Wong in the flesh for the first time through your window, all luscious and naked and putting on a show for me. It was quite a fun sight until she disappeared, only to bring back Brooke and you with her. You were quite timid, but Brooke and her, they started to put on a real fun show after you disappeared. I was thinking I'd delay my run somewhat to enjoy the show, but then what do you know, I get an urgent text from Brooke telling me that you were about to leave them alone, and that I should come and take you to my room so you wouldn't be alone and could watch the show," Alice said, her tone every bit as mischievous as her smile.

"Really?" I asked. It made sense, actually. I wanted to give Brooke and Josie some alone time together, and they wanted to take it while keeping me close. What better a way to do this than stay a short distance away where I could look but not touch, watch but not hear.

Not bad.

"Really," Alice confirmed. "So... you wanna?"

This didn't take much debate. "Yeah."

"Alright then," Alice said, cocking her head back toward her house. "Then, why don't you step into my parlor..."

***

Alice's house wasn't so much a parlor as it was a house for two people who'd quite recently moved in, with furniture yet to find its place mixed in with unassembled boxes from IKEA, and tall towers of moving boxes that had yet to be attended to. Alice's room was a little more lived in already, with her bed, desk and dresser all looking well used, a few family photos hung up among pictures of Alice and what I assumed to be old friends dressed for renaissance faire, and some band posters.

We sat on her bed looking out the window, sipping on ice cold bottles of water from the fridge and watching Josie and Brooke. Though they knew they were being watched, they were keeping rather sedate, chatting and looking at toys, occasionally experimenting with something or making out a little. After a time, they settled in with the Hitachi vibrator, which they definitely seemed to enjoy as they greedily fucked each other.

"So... the three of you?" Alice said, taking a long, luxuriant sip as she watched the two of them play with each other. "Impressive. You're a lucky man."

"I think we're all lucky we found each other. What we've got is definitely different and not for everyone, but it might just be for us," I admitted.

Alice shook her head. "This fucking town..."

She'd only moved here recently, and while she definitely fit in with the girls I'd come to know, she'd also come from a background where she'd been judged and given a hard time for her own sexual proclivities.

"Hey, even I'm surprised by it sometimes. I didn't know it was like this until September," I said.

"With the volume of sexual activity that seems to go on here, you must've been rather willfully ignorant to not see all of it," Alice replied.

"Probably. Or maybe my sudden ascension to manhood brought it all out of the woodwork," I replied.

"So, you think your magic cock led to all of this?" Alice teased.

"I always heard it was something in the water. Or perhaps this town was blessed to be given a particularly cliched narrative by a porn-loving god," I said.

Alice paused, mulling things over and looking at her bottle. "Water sounds most likely."

For emphasis, she took a nice, long drink.

"That probably wasn't bottled here," I quipped.

Alice smiled. "It's called a joke, you prick."

"Though you've got me thinking I should try to open a bottling plant here when I grow up. 'Regan Hills Magic Sex Juice', we could take it on the road out of the back of a wagon and charge two bits a bottle," I suggested.

Alice stayed silent for a moment, crossing her arms under her breasts and cocking her head in a mocking way.

"I should let someone else do the marketing," I said.

"You should let someone else do the marketing," she mirrored, smirking at the joke.

I looked back out the window at Josie and Brooke. "Though if we put the two of them in all the advertisements, I doubt anyone would actually care about what I'd call it."

"This is true," Alice said, following my gaze and shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "I'd still sell it for more than two bits, though."

"Three bits?" I suggested.

"Now we're talking," she said, not taking her eyes off of the other two.

Now, Alice and I had been in plenty of sexually charged situations, having an oddly intense flirtation with each other almost since she moved in. At first it was notes through the window, and then in person. We'd danced around the tension between us for a while, always assuming there would be a resolution of some sorts, but never being sure of when or how that would be.

This, truthfully, didn't help with the confusion in the slightest.

There was something about the way she watched them with such intensity, the way she was writhing without fully writhing in her seat that was, while undeniably enticing, spoke to something we'd never discussed before.

"So... I knew you were an exhibitionist," I said. "But I never took you for a voyeur as well."

"You don't define yourself by one sexual inclination, and neither do I," Alice answered easily without once taking her eyes off of them. "I get off hardest by being seen, but having someone know that I'm watching, wanting me to watch and enjoy myself is powerfully erotic as well."

I looked her up and down, noting her ragged breathing and pointed nipples stretching against the fabric of her tank top. "I can tell. Do you want me to leave the room so you can do something about that?"

Biting her lip, Alice looked at me, then got up from bed. She scrawled a quick message I couldn't see on her white board and placed it in the window for Brooke and Josie to see.

"What does it say?" I asked.

Alice didn't answer.

I looked out the window at the others across the way. It took a moment before Josie and Brooke noticed, but when they did, I saw them flash broad smiles and thumbs up, urging Alice on.

Though I had a sneaking suspicion, once again I asked Alice, "What does it say?"

Alice turned the sign around to show me its text: SHOULD WE PLAY TOO?

My heart beat heavily as months of anticipation and hope seemingly came to a head all at once. This was the day when Josie, Brooke and I were establishing a new status quo. That was a major enough milestone to have to deal with. Was I really ready for Alice's and my connection to develop into something new?

"It seems as if your girlfriends have given a resounding endorsement," Alice said, nervous yet clearly full of anticipation.

"It does seem that way," I said, unconsciously shifting in my own seat. I was already quite hard from Brooke's efforts earlier and the show we'd been watching, but if it was possible it felt like I'd gotten even harder.

"I don't know what I want to happen here. You'd think that would be clear, but it isn't," Alice said.

Since I was full of seemingly good ideas today, I took a stab at a suggestion, "Maybe... let's watch them, masturbate, clear our heads and see what happens from there?"

Alice considered this. "Yes. Yes, that sounds good."

She bent over, taking off her shoes and socks. Her yoga pants were tight enough that I expected she might touch herself through them, but I was greeted to a very pleasant sight when she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and began to pull them down. I watched with growing anticipation as the clingy fabric traveled down her impressively toned legs, every inch of her gorgeous, dark skin exposed to me. Her panties were pale blue and sensible, but she managed to make a show of them anyway by turning slightly to me and showing off her tight ass.

"Wow," I whispered, looking her over.

She smiled at this. "Thank you. Since I'm going to go full Pooh Bear on this, I think it might be sensible for you to do the same, no?"

I glanced out the window, and while Brooke and Josie had gone back to playing with each other, it was clear they were watching us with some anticipation.

Silently, I took off my shoes and socks and pulled my jeans to the floor. My erection was quite apparent straining underneath the fabric of my underwear.

"Same time?" I asked, putting a thumb under the elastic of my underwear.

"Same time," she confirmed, doing the same with hers.

With a wordless countdown, we then pulled down our underwear simultaneously. My thick ten inches stood at proud attention, but I couldn't have cared about what it was doing at that moment for how focused I was on Alice's pussy. She shaved, allowing me to take in the dark outer folds of her sex and the swollen, moist pink underneath. I could smell, even more than see, that she was utterly soaked, and her scent was utterly intoxicating. My mouth watered, wanting more than anything else to bury it between her thighs and lick her until she came all over my face.

Maybe that would even happen, but that wasn't the plan.

First things first.

Alice sat beside me, looking down at my cock. "I see the rumors weren't just rumors."

I looked down at her engorged sex. "You're not so bad yourself."

She lowered her head, blushing. "So... I know that your girlfriends are a truly enticing sight and that looking away must take something resembling a labour of Hercules, but can I offer one request while we do this?"

"Anything," I replied.

"Would you... watch me?" Alice asked.

Unhesitatingly, I said, "I would love to watch you."

Quietly, she replied, "Thank you."

Without another word, she spread her legs, running her hands down her body until they settled on her sopping wet sex. She groaned, a low, deep sound of pleasure I knew I wanted to hear more of. Her fingers were deft, knowing her pleasure as no one else could, running tight circles around her clit as she moaned and tensed.

Though the sight was undeniably erotic, and one I wanted to get lost in, I also watched for exactly what she liked. Not taking notes, exactly, but if she ever wanted my help, I wanted to be ready. She was forceful, but precise, playing her sex like a finely tuned musical instrument. I would need to be attentive and use all of my skills if I wanted to make her cum, but it was something I knew I could manage.

"Touch yourself..." she whispered huskily, never slowing down in her pace. "Stroke yourself for me. Take pleasure in my pleasure, please..."

Alice was in desperate need of release, and if it helped her to watch me, I wasn't going to disappoint her. I took my cock in my hand, spreading the precum liberally around the head and began to stroke myself while we watched each other.

She groaned in response, fingering herself more vigorously as she watched me. I tried to keep up with her, masturbating neither too swiftly, or too slowly. We touched ourselves as we wanted to touch each other, the short bit of distance between us strangely bringing us even closer, as the gap between our houses had for this past month.

I didn't know what I was aiming for on my end, whether I was trying to cum or simply put on a good show for our first time nearly naked and in the same room as each other, but it felt good to touch myself while watching Alice touch herself.

She'd become very vocal after I joined her, writhing and shaking in her seat as she masturbated. I looked into her eyes, both of us never losing focus of the other as we touched ourselves. I'd never done anything exactly like this before, but it felt amazing. There were only a few feet between us, and we weren't yet touching, but it felt as if we had a greater intimacy than if we'd just gone in and started fucking each other. Our entire world might as well have just been each other, our soft sounds of excitement, the way each of us tensed and released in pleasure, getting so close to cumming but never pushing past that barrier.

I wanted to do so much to Alice, for Alice, after all the buildup we'd had to this exact moment, but keeping this distance between us by choice, getting lost in touching ourselves while watching the other do the same, it was incredibly hot.

That Brooke and Josie were fucking each other only a short distance away, occasionally taking a glance our way, only made it that much more erotic.

"You like this?" I taunted, hoping I was going in the right direction for Alice's desires. "You like me touching myself while I watch you? Does it feel that much better knowing I'm watching you?"