What Sandy Was Not Told Ch. 02

We all grinned at each other. We sure had managed that well, I thought, but what were we going to do? What to whom?" There was a very pregnant pause - very, but not long.

"Whose idea was this?" Trish asked with a snort to fill the vacuum.

"Pat's,"

"And Jean's,"

"And Rick's,"

"And Jean's,"

"Not mine, apparently," I added, grinning: "... I am entirely innocent. Hm-hmm! Almost as innocent as Mary; she just asked if she should take her shirt off."

"I wanted to," she replied with a grin and snickered: "... the rest, too."

"And we wanted you to, too," Pat commented with a smile: "... we all wanted to, apparently."

"Um-hmmm!" we all agreed emphatically.

"So what are we going to do?" Mary asked. We all snickered.

"Good question. What would you like to do?" Jean asked in a more even tone than our snickers suggested. We were all silent for a moment, Mary looking like she had been put on the spot by Jean's direct question, but that only made her appear more innocent, as though she didn't know anything about it. But she did; still looking a little bashful, she answered:

"Me? ... I want to do that again. ... Should I say it? ... I want to suck another ... cock."

A bit flustered by her admission, she added quickly:

"You all have more ..." and she glanced at the other girls, who only nodded slightly.

"Good idea," I agreed: "... and you're lucky; I just happen to have one."

Mary giggled with a grin, apparently relieved at my jocular response, and the others then did chuckle, nodding approvingly. But then Mary looked more serious and said:

"I want to do it ... 'right side up,' - that funny place. I remembered that this morning; he really liked me to rub him there. That must be especially good."

The others tried to suppress their chuckles as I nodded and agreed:

"It sure is, ... it sure will be."

She gave me a smile for this and then murmured:

"I want to see it, too."

"I hope it's light enough in here," Jean remarked.

Mary just nodded, looking at my cock, that was becoming aroused in anticipation. I made it twitch, and she snorted slightly and took a step closer, her hand involuntarily reaching out as she asked softly:

"Just here, like this?" and then asked the others: "What are you going to do?"

She dropped to her knees, apparently not disturbed if the others just wanted to watch. Her hand found him, now quite aroused, and the fingers of her other hand found my balls, still nice and loose. She looked at him as her fingers explored, moving my balls and raising him up so that she could see that "funny place," as I heard Jean say:

"Good idea, I want another cock, too. If you both haven't, your own fault."

She dropped down on her knees in front of Rick.

"And us? Pat asked.

"Whatever you want. No questions asked. ... Hmm! ... If you want, four to choose from - well, I guess just three."

It took me a moment to understand that Jean was referring to four pussies and assuming that Pat and Trish had done it together, perhaps because I was more appreciating what Mary was doing, curiously watching her fingers explore, and feeling them. She didn't have to raise him up now to see that funny place.

"You want to?" I heard Trish or Pat murmur.

"She knows we've done it."

"Guess so."

"She'd like it."

"She'd be surprised."

"Pleasantly."

"Um-hmm."