Summer Ch. 19

After toying with the elastic John gently and deliberately slid his hand up under the leg of Jackie's knickers, he was moving slowly, giving her time to object although he was now confident that she was a full and willing partner. His hand could be clearly seen beneath the material, a puppy beneath a blanket, moving slowly, feeling its way in the darkness. His hand flattened out across her mound, curling around the shape of her, feeling the hidden, curling, patch of pubic hair, coarse beneath his palm and the narrowing v of her mound, curving down to be lost in the dark and exciting shadows between her legs. There was no movement from her, she lay quiet and passive, her eyes firmly closed, a slight smile at the edge of her mouth, as his hand slid downwards between her legs to close finally and firmly over her sex. There was a moment's hesitation and then she exhaled, almost a sigh, as his hand found her, cupped her, felt her, exploring her before finally slipping a finger casually but confidently between her lips.

Chris slid his hand down Sue's stomach, moving over her mound to slip unhurriedly between her legs. He was following the path that John had just charted with Jackie and Sue gasped as he held her sex, his fingers lightly curling around her. Like her sister before her she never moved as his fingers pressed softly against her, renewing his memory of her before he moved back up her stomach. He slipped his hand down under the waistband of her knickers as she breathed in to help him, sliding down inside, moving between her legs to cup and cover her naked sex. Sue started as his fingers covered her. "Too late to complain," he whispered as his fingers caressed the silky soft lips of her sex. "You should have said something earlier." Sue bit her lip as he ran his finger along the length of her, feeling her wetness, his finger trailing a path he had already travelled earlier in the day.

John withdrew his hand and sitting up he reached for the waistband of Jackie's knickers. Without opening her eyes she raised her hips and allowed him to pull them down onto her thighs. The crutch of her knickers caught between her thighs and he reached between her legs to pull the material clear. With her knickers down around her knees he lay back alongside her, placing his hand back between her legs. She sighed as he slipped his finger back between the moist lips of her sex. Jackie moaned softly as his finger explored her and she spread her legs as wide as her restraining knickers would allow. She stiffened slightly as John began to work his finger deeper between the pink folds of her sex. He was opening her up, spreading her lips, laying her bare, warming her up for the climaxes they were all now sure were soon to follow.

"Looking good," Chris whispered, his hand softly buried between Sue's legs, his finger slipping easily between the folds of her own sex. Sue blinked but continued to say nothing, she was not sure if he was referring to John's fingers inside Jackie or his own inside her; and then she thought that it didn't really matter, they were both part of the same seduction, both lost, both interchangeable parts of the same act. Holding her by the hip Chris gently turned her over onto her back. "No Vicar watching this time," he said as she allowed herself to be gently manhandled into position, "shall we finish what we started?" Sue stared back up at him as he leaned forward and pushed her knickers down her legs, stripping them down as far as he could reach. "Very nice," he offered as a compliment, looking down at her sex, shining pink and gold in the strange direct light of the similarly naked bulb. He opened her thighs with his hand, opening his access to her sex. Her glistening lips shone wetly in the light, a beacon for his ambitions, an aspiration for his desires. He reached down and ran his fingers lightly across her sex and felt her move at his touch. He slowed his eager fingers, stoking her gently, easily; he didn't want to spook her now, not when the final prize was within sight.

John now had two fingers inside Jackie and was beginning to work up to a steady rhythm, his fingers sliding deeper into her with every push. He could see it was beginning to have the desired effect, her hands were now less casually folded behind her head and her hips were beginning to rise in answer, lifting slightly with every push of his fingers inside her. Despite Jackie's warning Steve had decided that he really wanted a piece of this action and he had been moving slowly and hesitantly forward, inching every closer to the reclining girl. Slowly and tentatively he eventually plucked up the courage to reach out and place his hand carefully on her knee, just above her tightly stretched knickers and there he waited, eyes half closed and wincing, for the expected outburst.

Taking hold of the hem of her t-shirt Chris slowly worked it up over Sue's tummy. She quietly lay looking up at him, her blue eyes soft and unreadable. Chris had blue eyes she noticed, a similar blue to her first full seduction, in bed at home not long ago, Jackie had been there as well, perhaps they were always meant to be together when they had sex; but this current seduction was not the same, it did not have the same depth of affection as the first, no love with this one, This was a technical seduction, sex for sex's sake and nothing else, Chris just wanted to fuck her; and she was letting him.

Seeing her watching him Chris paused for a moment to give her time to object but when there was no refusal or complaint forthcoming he took the bottom of her shirt and balling it in his hand he pushed it up above her breasts. She simply lay there while he exposed her, unresisting, acquiescent, strangely remote from the action; applauding his technique as he bared her sex first with her knickers pushed down on to her thighs and then her breasts, with her shirt held high up on her chest. She knew what he was doing, titillating himself, exposing her by degrees, laying her bare, preparing himself and her for sex.

She knew he was taking his time with her, slowly laying her naked from nipple to knee, opening her to his hands and his gaze; and despite her sense of remoteness from the overall event part of her rose to his slow steady seduction. He was turning her on with his unhurried, almost casual, unclothing of her, the obvious pleasure he was drawing from her naked body; and slowly, in pace with her steady disrobing, his controlled desire, the warm anticipation of sex finally stole over her, hardening her nipples and moistening her sex.

She wanted to look at Jackie, to see how she was doing, but she knew that with two men to deal with she would probably be naked by now. And these boys weren't family or even particularly close friends, they wouldn't back off if she changed her mind, she would be expected to go all the way now, to open her legs to them and let them in; and the thought frightened her and also made her wet. She looked up at Chris and he smiled, reaching slowly between her legs to insert a finger inside her again and she gave a small cry and closed her eyes, leaving herself open to him to do with as he wanted.

Sue didn't know it but she was indeed right, Jackie was now naked. When Steve had placed his hand on Jackie's leg and the expected attack had not materialised Steve had gained a little confidence and had moved his hand slowly higher up her body. He had seen her straining her legs wider as John rocked his fingers in her sex and he had moved still higher, to cup her breast through her shirt and bra. Jackie had slowly risen to the pressure of Johns fingers as Steve had felt her nipples, hard and prominent beneath his palms. Jackie had groaned while Steve had squeezed her breasts before finally siding his hands up under her shirt and pulling her shirt and bra up over her breasts to feast his eyes and his hands on her soft and tender skin; and while John had kept her occupied with his fingers inside her Steve had finally finished her undressing; removing her shirt and bra, raising her arms to pull them off before placing them neatly to one side.

Despite their small town machismo the boys were still unsure of themselves, not confident of the etiquette of seduction. Steve still reverted to his middle class upbringings by neatly folding Jackie's clothes after removing them. Jackie would have laughed had she noticed and had she not been so preoccupied with the fingers moving with insistent intent inside her.

In truth Steve was still afraid of Jackie and so took care with her clothes, afraid of the woman who now lay naked before him. Both John and he were both still bruised from her earlier attack and Steve was still bloodied and he had no intention of provoking another. Girls who could fight as well as boys were not at all uncommon at his school and in general they were treated with the respect reserved for the berserkers of old; and Jackie had already proved she could fight he had the fat lip and bruising to prove it. But she was now naked and nothing had prepared them as to how they should make love to such a sexually attractive and at the same time extremely dangerous a creature.

To both boys she seemed much less formidable now, lying naked and compliant before them, beautiful and open, on her back with John's hand between her legs and Steve's on her breasts. Their confidence was slowly growing and the memory of their recent humiliations fading. Watching John's fingers moving in and out of Jackie's sex had given Steve the confidence to finally undress her and feeling her breasts beneath his palms his fear receded as his excitement grew.

She had opened her eyes to look at him as he had pulled at her shirt and Steve had panicked, but she had raised her arms and Steve had slowly pulled the shirt off her, over her head and away. He had tentatively reached underneath her and Jackie had arched her back as he had fumbled with the clasp before he had mastered the hook and eyes and her bra had suddenly sagged lose on her chest. In triumph he had pulled the bra away and down her arms, leaving her naked on the floor before him and he had smiled, she did not seem so invulnerable now.

Reaching forward he cupped a naked breast and Jackie closed her eyes again. He squeezed and she squirmed, already rising to her climax from the fingers inside her. Steve laughed quietly and took her other breast in his other hand, kneading the soft flesh until Jackie moaned and again pushed her chest upwards against his hands. He seized her nipples, taking them between his thumb and fingers, turning them, squeezing them harshly until she gasped.

Between her legs Steve spread her thighs as wide as he could get them, using his elbows to get her as wide open as possible before he pushed his fingers fully inside her, his knuckles bruising against her sex, feeling her rise as her climax began to take her. She bucked her hips against the pressure that was building, thrusting her sex back against his hand, her chest up against Steve. She cried out and arched up off the floor, only her shoulders and her feet in contact with the hard wood floor beneath her. The two boys punished her as she rode them noisily to her climax, partly out of excitement and partly out of revenge for recent humiliations. They clung to her, half holding her down and half working her higher, Steve hanging onto her breasts and John trying to keep his fingers inside her as she thrashed around, her cries almost rising to a wail as she climaxed under their joint ministrations. As spectacular a climax as either of them had ever witnessed.

Then she was done, deflating like a holed balloon she sank back down on to the floor' John, with his fingers still slowly moving deep between her legs and Steve, still grimly holding onto her breasts as though she might at any point suddenly try to escape. The boys looked at each other in amazement, staring at each other across Jackie's naked and prostrate body.

John slowly took his fingers from Jackie's sex and looked at the juices coated thickly over them, turning them in the light so that the moisture glistened and flashed. He smiled and looked down at the body laid out before him, her breasts reddened and her nipples distended from John's rude handling, her sex gleaming wetly between her widespread legs, her pubic hair matted and flattened, her juices smeared and her lips puffy and red from his own fingers. Catching Steve's excited glance he knelt up and tugged at his shorts, pushing them and his underpants down over his hips. His erect cock sprang free, bouncing briefly as if taking a bow at its sudden appearance, excited to be loose from its confinement. He sat back on his arse with his legs in the air, kicking his pants free. Sitting up to pull his shirt over his head in one movement and he was naked. He knelt back up leaving his clothes where they fell. Steve watched him strip, sitting back, unsure of what to do as his eyes darted between Jackie's sex and John's newly released erection.

John was not suffering from any such indecision. Moving onto all fours he crawled up between Jackie's open legs. When he was in position he reached down between his legs and took hold of his penis, he was so rigid it almost hurt. He jacked himself off a couple of times, smearing his precum around the helmet-like head of his shaft and Steve laughed and licked his lips excitedly as he watched. Leaning forward to brace his arms on either side of her head John lowered himself down until he had positioned the straining head of his cock at the wet and open entrance to her sex. Jackie lay supine, still wrapped in the warmth of her post climactic daze. She felt John lean forward and take control of her breasts again, his hands warm and softly exciting as this time they gentled across her nipples, drawing her slowly back to the present.

She stretched languorously as she felt the head of Steve's penis push gently at the entrance to her sex, lubricating itself with her juices, moving forward with a steady intent. Jackie opened her eyes when she realised what was happening but it was already too late even if she had wanted him to stop. She felt her lips part as Steve slid forward and with a long slow push he slid fully inside her. Jackie's eyes opened wide in surprise as her sex opened to accept him and her breath left her in a long drawn out sigh. She lay there for a moment almost dazed as he settled himself inside her, feeling his length filling her, feeling her insides adapting to his shape. She spread her legs wider as he settled between them, laying himself slowly down on her, hip to hip, chest to chest. Steve had taken his hands away from her breasts and sat back to watch.

Sue had turned to watch her sister's noisy climax. She had watched as Steve and John alternatively held her down or worked her body as she had trashed and cried out; a climax that had surprised Sue with its ferocity and intent. She had watched Steve shed his trousers, his erection springing clear, hard and proud in the harsh light. She knew what was going to happen and she watched John settle himself between Jackie's legs with a detachment that surprised her. As Steve slowly slid into her sister she felt Chris place a finger under her chin and gently turn her head back to face him. She looked up at him as he took her nipple between fingers that were still wet and shining with the juices from her sex, alternatively rolling and stretching it, making her breasts move with the gentle pressure.

His gentle treatment was still working and she could feel herself rising easily to his hands. He looked over her to where John now lay between Jackie's open legs. "He's fucking her now," he said quietly and Sue looked up at him as he continued to watch, his hand roving over her body, sliding down her flank to slip between her legs again. She opened her legs to allow him access to her sex. His finger slipped inside her and she could the soft, warm flames rising around it. "She we do the same," he asked, "shall I fuck you?" His finger was creating wonderful sensations inside her and she shrugged noncommittally, her eyes closing. He slid a second finger into her, sliding easily between her wet lips to join the first, spreading her, working the length of her sex with the palm of his hand.

"You're good," she said at last, relaxing into the very intimate and personal massage, her hips beginning to move in response.

"Thank you," he answered quietly, "you're very easy to make love to."

"Thanks," she said quietly without knowing why. He continued to work her, his fingers slick with her juices, his palm massaging the front of her sex. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth and she sighed and lay back, her legs falling open.

"That's the way," he said quietly, taking her nipple back into his mouth. He suckled her deeply, drawing her deep and hard into his mouth. She groaned and arched her back, thrusting her breast up to meet him. He sucked and nipped gently on the hard nub of flesh, his fingers constantly moving between the lips of her sex, drawing her higher, setting her body alight. She began to moan, quietly, deep in the back of her throat and he increased the pressure of his fingers and his lips.

He curled his fingers inside her, exploring, experimenting and pushing her ever higher towards her climax. She began to shake, her moan becoming a cry as she suddenly began to spiral upwards, rising rapidly, her climax coming upon her like a wave. She wrapped her arms around him pulling his head into her breast, crying out as his teeth pulled gently at her. His fingers worked inside her sex and she gripped his hand with her thighs, her hand gripping his wrist as she curled wetly around him.

Her climax was intense. Not as fierce as Jackie's but leaving her exhausted and limp as it passed. He held her close until the final spasms had washed through her and she at last lay quiet. When her breathing had stilled and she at last lay calm in his arms he half sat up and reaching down, he pushed her restraining knickers down her legs until he could slip them off her feet. With one arm still holding her he unbuckled his belt and slid down the zip on his trousers, Sue opened her eyes and watched him quietly, saying nothing, her eyes deep and fathomless.

Sliding his arm from underneath her he sat up and rolling from side to side, he quickly pushed his trousers over his hips and down his thighs. His penis sprang clear, rising from a shock of brown pubic hair, rearing up from his groin, proud and eager. Sue looked at it and following her gaze he sat back to allow her to see it, his arms outstretched behind him. He looked down at his penis, twitching softly against his belly and then back up at her. "you've already seen him," he said smiling, "already had your hand around him although you may not remember." She looked at him but said nothing as he slowly kicked his legs, working his pants down to his ankles until he could kick them clear. Once they were gone he sat back again, his legs apart, his penis lying hard and erect against his belly. He looked at Sue and then back to his erection. "You should be pleased," he said, "he's very happy to see you." He looked pointedly between her open legs, "to see all of you."

He sat forward again and pulled his shirt up over his head, discarding it carelessly to one side. He was now naked. Sue watched him in silence. "Cat got your tongue?" he asked. She looked up at him, studying his face as if searching for something. He glanced past her to where Steve and John were busy with Jackie. He smiled and lay back down alongside Sue, she didn't move, she just followed him with her eyes. He took hold of the bottom of her rucked up shirt and tugged, she raised her arms and allowed him to pull it off. He smiled, "Now we're both naked," he said quietly, placing his hand flat on her stomach. "Any ideas?" he asked and slid his hand down her stomach, pausing to twirl the soft blonde hair of her pubic mound around his fingers. He tugged lightly before releasing her and sliding his hand down between her open legs.