Spring Break Ch. 15: Tue Evening

Spring Break Ch. 15: Tuesday Evening

Steve beds a friend's sister; Alta and Wilma explore each other.

Category: Mature

Tags: Boobs, Creampie, First time, Friends, Lesbian, Pregnant, Red head, Sister, Strip fighting, Swimming pool, Threesome, Voyeur

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Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. The work may draw on actual historical events, but the actions of the characters within these events are purely fictitious. Where actual institutions are mentioned, their names are used purely to fit the plot. No real person, group of persons affiliated with these institutions or the institutions itself, have engaged, to the author's knowledge, in the acts described in this work.

All characters in sexual situations, real or implied, are 18 or above. Any similarities between real persons and characters within this work are coincidental and unintended.

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Acknowledgements:

I am much indebted to kenjisato for the thorough editing of the text and making this story much more readable and enjoyable than I could master on my own. I take responsibility for any error that remains.

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Local words:

Matric: Final year of secondary school, equivalent to Grade 12 or Senior Year.

Rage: A short holiday following the final Matric examinations, where scholars celebrate their scholastic freedom. Without adult supervision, some matriculants indulge in alcohol and sex.

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Earlier in the series:

Dirk and Steve had decided to visit Dirk's home on a farm near Tzaneen, where Dirk's young, widowed stepmother Ingrid and his sister Alta, lived. Their holiday started when they hit the road, in Dirk's red Citi Golf, to travel the 1,800 kilometers (1,200 mi) from Stellenbosch where the two study at university. They would overnight at Steve's home, in Bloemfontein, in both directions, and would stay in Tzaneen from Sunday night to Saturday morning:

Chapter 1: With the radio broken, Steve initially hassles Dirk about his sexual encounters, or fantasies thereof, with his young stepmother, Ingrid. When Dirk denies all, they decide to tell each other about past sexual experiences to pass the almost twenty hours they expect to be on the road, travelling over two days. Steve is first to tell about the sex he had had with Juliette, a lactating young mother, during his Matric Rage holiday.

Chapter 2: Dirk tells of how he had taken the virginity of his best friend's twin sister.

Chapter 3: Steve tells of the recent sex he had had with his sister's friend, Sandra, on the theme of Final Fantasy.

Chapter 4: While the pair overnight at Steve's home; Steve's mother, Laura, relives some erotic memories. Sandra and Steve, meanwhile, continue their Final Fantasy tryst.

Chapter 5: Back on the road after an intimate farewell with Laura, Dirk tells of his adventure with a girl, whose life he had saved after she was swept into the sea.

Chapter 6: Steve tells of his group-sex escapade during his Rage, having sex with three girls at a strip game during his Matric Rage.

Chapter 7: Dirk tells how Steve's sister, Sis, and her friend, Sandra, had surprised him in his bed the previous night. See also 'Sandra's Challenge' and 'Sis's Transformation' for more of Sandra and Sis's adventures.

Chapter 8: The two horny friends, from all the sex talk in the car, arrive at Dirk's home, where Dirk discovers that his stepmother had had fantasies about him impregnating her.

Chapter 9: Steve gets his chance to have sex with Alta, Dirk's sister, and to get even with Dirk for having his way with Sis.

Chapter 10: Alta tries to match Dirk up with her best friend - Wilma. But Wilma's boyfriend, Wimpie, arrives unannounced and Wilma spends the night with him.

Chapter 11: Dirk is doing his rounds on the farm with Paul, the farm manager. Alta takes Steve and Wilma to 'The Archives', an idyllic cave, obscured from view by a waterfall's curtain, with a romantic history. The waterfall feeds a mountain pool, next to a clearing in the mountain forest on the farm. The trio's erotic trysts end with a spasm of Steve's back. See 'Rudy Ch. 4' and 'Rudy Ch. 5' for more action at 'The Archives'.

Chapter 12: Wilma honors her dare with Alta and enjoys a passionate night with Dirk.

Chapter 13: Dirk continues his inspection of the farm with Paul, the farm manager. Alta and Wilma leave for a birthday pool party, leaving Steve unexpectedly alone with Ingrid, and he makes the most of the situation, until a visiting school friend invites him over for a sleepover.

Chapter 14: After doing his rounds of the farm with Paul, Dirk finds himself unexpectedly alone at the farmstead. Ingrid was out shopping, Alta and Wilma were at a sleepover party, and an old school friend of Steve had learned of his visit to Tzaneen and invited him over. While playing video games to pass the time, Dirk hears a splash in the swimming pool, and finds Jolindi, Paul's fourteen-week pregnant granddaughter, swimming. She asks him to help her to apply suntan lotion onto her back. The request escalates into a 'full-body' application and ends in hot sex. Their tryst is interrupted by Ingrid's arrival, with the prospect of intimate meetings for the next two days.

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Characters:

Several characters (at various locations) feature in this work, and based on critique in an earlier work, I provide character and location information below for the interested reader. This also serves as easy reference if you are unsure where a character fits in, but it may spoil some of the plot development. Yet, it may be useful for some readers, who lose track of characters, to have a preview of the characters. You may skip to the '****' marker below if you want to skip the introduction below:

Poolparty - Sharon's home:

Alta: Dirk's sister. (18)

Wilma: Alta's best friend. (18)

Sharon: Alta's friend who had turned eighteen and who is hosting the pool party. (18)

Marli: Sharon's elder sister. (22)

Frederic: Marli's boyfriend. (23)

Dawn: Sharon's girlfriend. (18)

Julia: Sharon's school friend and Frederick's sister. (18)

Rynhardt: Julia's boyfriend. (19)

Farmhouse:

Dirk: One of the two friends on their spring break. (20)

Ingrid: Dirk's (widowed) stepmother. (29)

Debra's flat in Tzaneen's town center:

Steve: The second friend on the university's spring break. (20)

Erik: Steve's old schoolmate visiting his sister. (20)

Debra: Erik's sister in whose flat the action takes place. (31)

Heidi: Erik's girlfriend. (20)

NOTE: Erik and Heidi leave Debra's flat at some stage to go to Heidi's uncle's home on the outskirts/suburbs of Tzaneen.

NOTE: Frederic and Rynhardt joined the party later on.

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Late afternoon at the Pool Party:

Birthday girl Sharon was lying on her tummy next to the pool, sunbathing on a towel. Her white bikini with medium-sized cups, with a tied halter, had no problem covering her developing A-sized breasts. The bottoms would have been regarded as being conservative, with ample coverage on her front and rear, if it hadn't been worked into a bundle into her butt-crack.

Sharon was a skinny, five-foot-four, butter blonde with a pixie haircut. Lying head-to-head with her, was her girlfriend, Dawn. Her blue bikini was slightly less conservative than Sharon's, with adjustable shoulder straps and hooks in the backstrap, allowing a fair amount of her D-cup boobs to be seen. Similarly, more of her bum-cheeks were showing than the design intended, because the material had been worked into the 'cleavage'.

Dawn had a pear-shaped body, and was, at five-foot-one, slightly shorter than Sharon. She normally wore her mid-back-length charcoal black hair in two ponytails, which were normally plaited.

They were looking at Julia, who was sitting nearby, applying suntan lotion onto her body. The 'cups' of Julia's top was little more than thin yellow strips, which didn't fully cover her E-sized boobs' large red areolae, connecting the under-boob chest band with the adjustable shoulder straps. Her areolae complemented her copper red hair, which was cut in a bob.

Sharon snickered softly before she whispered to Dawn, "She should just as well wear nothing." If Sharon had her wish, Julia wouldn't have been at the party. The only reason Julia was there was because she was the sister of Marli's boyfriend, Frederic. Marli was Sharon's elder sister, and their parents' designated chaperone for the sleepover party.

Dawn giggled and whispered, "Do you think that she has something bigger that could at least cover her areolae."

Julia became aware of the whispering and their staring in her direction. "What are you two looking at?" Julia excelled in discus throwing due to her bulky five-foot-eight body.

Sharon responded without thinking. "Do you at least have a bikini that can cover those oversized nipple salamis?"

Julia snarled back. "You're just jealous of my melons. I'll bet my 'nipple salamis' on their own would be bigger than your flat titties!"

"Hey, cut it out." Marli's voice came from the pool where she had taken a dip and was aiming for the shallow end to get out. She knew Sharon was jealous of Julia's big boobs and tried to rescue the situation. "Don't worry about your boobs, Sharry, you're just a late developer, like me. And my boobs came out nicely." She cupped her D-sized breasts, which were covered in a conservative black bikini with shoulder straps, to show Sharon what boob size she could expect.

At five-foot-nine, Marli was the tallest of everyone around, and her robust stature could be intimidating. Her golden brown hair was cut into a choppy bob.

Marli's intervention seemed to have de-escalated the tension, and Sharon turned her head the other way and noticed Wilma applying suntan lotion onto Alta's legs. Alta was lying on her back on her towel, next to the pool.

Sharon could only see Alta's torso; the conservative cups of Alta's pink bikini top covered her C-cup breasts well.

"Happy?" Wilma looked at Alta.

Sharon chortled as Alta slid the cups off her chest to expose her breasts - the hem at the bottom of the cups formed a tube, so it could slip along the chest band and either be bundled together for a more risqué presentation, or spread out for a conservative appearance.

Alta handed Wilma the lotion. "Can you do my boobs as well?" She looked at Sharon. "You don't mind if I uncover my boobs to tan, do you?"

Sharon chuckled. "Not at all, it is a girls-only party after all!" A smile crept onto her face. She had, for a while, suspected that these two friends were into each other, even though they had denied it to date. She had invited the pair for moral support - she hoped to get more intimate with Dawn later in the day. Alta's display of her tits, and her request for Wilma to rub them with lotion had affirmed her intention to take her relationship with Dawn to the next level.

The loud chirping of African cicadas penetrated Sharon's mind - this wasn't what she had envisaged for her birthday party. She stood up, her voice overpowered the cicada choir. "Time for another activity, what shall we play?"

"Let's see who can make the biggest cannonball splash! Two of us jump in at the same time, and the others observe the splash and declare a winner." Marli looked expectantly at her sister's friends - she was the tallest of them all and with her robust build, she felt confident that she would win.

Julia shook her head as she looked up at Sharon, she wasn't interested in Marli's suggestion. "That wouldn't keep us busy for long, it will all be over in a few jumps. What about a chicken fight?" She hoped to team up with Marli, being her brother's girlfriend.

Sharon looked back at her friend and a smile crept onto her face. "Chicken fight can work!" She looked at her other friends for approval. She figured that she may succeed in working Julia's bikini off her melons.

Dawn hooked her arm into Sharon's. "I'm in, and I'll partner with the birthday girl."

Julia was quick to claim her partner. "I'll partner up with my future sister-in-law." She smiled triumphantly.

Alta looked at Wilma. "I guess we'll have to partner up."

Wilma nodded. "Suits me, I'll be the vehicle so you can attack." Wilma had a green tube top, which barely covered her D-sized boobs, while the conservative bottoms were held in place by tied spaghetti strings.

Sharon looked at her friends. "Why wait, let's get in!"

Splashes of bodies jumping into the water could be heard, and soon, everybody was in the water. Julia was already riding on Marli's shoulders, when Sharon stopped everybody. "If you pull a fighter down, your team gains a point and the losing team loses a point. First team to reach five wins."

Alta chimed in while she reset the cups over her breasts. "Do I understand the scoring correctly? Teams may have negative points if they have more losses than wins?"

Sharron thought about the implication a bit before she nodded. "I guess!"

Marli spoke up, "A win is if the rider's head is under the water. And allow the losing team to reset properly before taking them on. The losing team will be deemed ready when they join the fight."

Alta turned to face the opposition and spread her legs for Wilma to pick her up. From the deep end, they approached Marli and Julia and started to fight. Julia's hand reached for Alta's back and she got hold of a shoulder strap, which she used to pull Alta off Wilma's shoulder. In her desperation to stay on Wilma's shoulders, she grasped towards one of Julia's 'cups' and dislodged the cup off Julia's breast.

Sharon chuckled as she looked at Julia's large red areola. While Julia struggled to cover her nipple again, Dawn swooped in so Sharon could pull Julia off Marli's shoulders, which she managed without any resistance, taking them into the lead.

Alta looked down and noticed her light brown nipple poking out next to the cup. She realized that Julia had pulled the cup off her breast, but she took her time to reset the cup before getting back on Wilma's shoulders.

Julia, who had reset her cup while underwater, didn't waste time getting back on Marli's shoulders. She wanted to take revenge on Sharon as soon as possible. Marli charged in and Julia got a good grip on Sharon and dislodged her off Dawn's shoulders, but not before Sharon got hold of a shoulder strap to pull it off past Julia's elbow.

Julia decided to ignore her naked boob and got back on Marli's shoulders. Marli, unaware that Julia was busy working the strap off her arm, stepped closer to engage with Wilma and Alta. Alta had no problem to dislodge the distracted Julia, leaving the score tied at zero points each. In claiming victory, Alta had pulled Julia's second shoulder strap past her elbow.

Julia breached the water, her top reduced to an under-boob-band with the cups hanging down like mini flags. She looked at Marli. "They'll get it if they want to play dirty. Let's focus on Alta for now."

Sharon and Alta were equally matched when Julia joined the fight.

Julia worked herself in between Alta and Sharon, facing Alta and her back presented to Sharon. The temptation was too big to resist and Sharon unclasped Julia's backstrap, pulled the top off and swung it victoriously over her head before she tossed it out of the pool.

Unperturbed by her dislodged top, Julia grabbed both of Alta's cups to pull Alta off Wilma's neck. This left Alta's cups bundled up in thin strips on the sides of her breasts.

Mali couldn't turn around fast enough, and Sharon had, yet again, an easy victory over Julia.

With Sharon and Dawn's back turned to her, Alta sensed the opportunity to take an easy win against Sharon and ignored her exposed breasts to get back onto Wilma's shoulders. She took hold of the end of the halter's tie and pulled it loose before wrapping her arm around Sharon's waist and instructed Wilma to walk backwards.

Wilma, who also had witnessed the stripping nature of the game, unclasped Dawn's backstrap, before retreating.

Sharon fell down, her cups drifting off her breasts, when Dawn lost her balance. Dawn's top floated off her breasts, and after a failed attempt to reset the top, she decided to throw it out of the pool.

Wilma's retreat left them some distance away from Marli and Julia, who engaged with Dawn and Sharon once they were ready. Julia disposed of Sharon with ease, while pulling the backstrap of Sharon's top free and tossed it onto the grass.

By the time that Wilma had closed the distance, Marli and Julia were ready for them. Wilma stiffened when Marli pulled her top down, it slipped off her breasts to wrap around her waist. The hesitation allowed Julia to reach around Alta's chest and unclasp her backstrap. From there, she twisted her body to dispose of Alta, while holding onto Alta's top. She victoriously swung the top a few rounds above her head and released it where it landed in the shallow end of the pool.

Marli gasped, as she turned around to face her sister. "We're two up. I'm tired, first to three wins." Nobody objected.

Julia got a strong hold of Sharon's upper arms. But, determined to rob her sister from a victory, Sharon grabbed Julia's melons and gave them a squeeze. When Julia covered her breasts, Sharon worked her arms free and helped Julia off her sister's neck.

Marli rose between the two opponents and faced Wilma and Alta. Dawn stepped closer and unhooked Marli's backstrap before passing her on their way to Wilma and Alta.

Julia got impatient when Marli tried to fasten the top, pulled it off her and tossed it aside. "Everybody is topless." She was impressed with herself, talking authoritatively to her brother's girlfriend.

Marli pointed her eyes at Wilma. "One to go. Let us surprise them from the back."

Dawn and Sharon had started to engage with Wilma and Alta, but with Alta's greater stamina, she had more power left in her, and she easily overpowered Sharon.

Marli and Julia approached Wilma and Alta from the back, even while Alta was fighting Sharon. They pounced as a team, Marli worked her hands around Wilma's waist and groped her breasts. The unexpected attack of her breasts let Wilma release her grip on Alta's legs, causing her to fell backwards. "Back at two! One to go!" She looked at the others. "What are your scores?"

"One down." It was Alta who responded first.

"Same here." Sharon's out-of-breath voice was barely audible.

Marli had moved strategically back, planning to strike as soon as there was a winning team between the Wilma/Alta team and the Dawn/Sharon.

Wilma looked around and noticed that everybody else was topless. She pulled the tube off and tossed it out of the pool. She helped Alta back onto her shoulders, knowing that this battle would be their last as Marli and Julia would surely win their next engagement, irrespective of which team they encountered. "We have to win this one."

Both teams battled it out bravely, but with Alta's endurance, she slowly managed Sharon into a twist before she flipped her off Dawn's shoulders.

Wilma reported on the score. "Our score is now level, and Sharon's team is two down."

The extended fight had taken its toll, and Julia had an easy win, flipping Alta off Wilma's shoulders unceremoniously.

"Whaa hooo! Take that, you bitches!" It was Julia, still on Marli's neck, pumping her fist in the air.

Sharon looked around. "That was fun, but exhausting. Anything else to do?"

"Let us stand in a circle and nominate whose boobs you'd rather have and why." Dawn was in her element and herded the friends into a circle.

Marli still objected, she wasn't interested in these teenage games - her puberty had ended, and she, too, was jealous of Julia's bigger boobs. "Count me out."

Dawn blocked her on her way to the steps. "This won't take long. You can go when we're done."

Marli reluctantly joined the circle. After some uneasy stares, Dawn thought she would break the ice. "It was my idea, so, let me begin." She looked at Julia next to her. "If I could choose, I'd like some smaller boobs. I don't know how you manage with those melons of yours." She squeezed and rolled one of Julia's red nipples and then looked at Alta. "I think one size down like Alta's would be nice."

Julia took in a breath to make her pick, but Dawn held her hand out to silence her. "But I don't want her small, almost invisible, light brown areolae." She looked at Wilma. "I'll be happy with your medium-sized areolae with their darker shade on Alta's boobs."

Julia looked at Dawn to see if she was finished. When Dawn nodded, she looked at Dawn and took a deep breath. "You're right, my 'melons' are a source of frustration with loads of men brushing 'accidentally' into them. I don't think I would like to downscale to Alta's size." She assessed the boobs on display in the pool and continued. "I think I would like Wilma's boobs, I like my red areolae, but only if they could be a tad smaller."

Dawn objected. "You can't choose your own color."

Julia scanned through the boobs again. "Okay, make it Alta's light brown, but bigger like Marli's."

Wilma was next, and she had already made up her mind. "Marli's D-cup boobs with Dawn's mid-size dark brown areolae and nipples for me."

All eyes turned on Marli.

Marli blushed and looked to the middle of the circle. "I agree with Dawn, one size down to Alta's size down would make it just a tad easier to go around." She chuckled. "Except, I do love the appreciative glances I get from my colleagues and comments from my boyfriend. I would love Dawn's full package, her nice large boobs with smaller but darker areolae." She chuckled. "The darker areolae would be more visible through sexy lingerie." She shook her torso until her boobs jiggled.

Alta felt the group's attention coming her way and took a deep breath. She felt for the birthday girl, and thought her girlfriend was being insensitive. "I'm happy with my size, but if I have to choose between going bigger, or going smaller, I guess I would go smaller." She looked at Marli. "I don't get the stares you get from the opposite sex anyways, and wouldn't miss the lack of their attention. So, I'll go for Sharon's boobs, even if it is a big step down." Her gaze shifted to Dawn. "And I would like Dawn's somewhat darker and bigger areolae, but puffy like Sharon's."

Sharon blushed; Alta choosing her boobs was unexpected, and she didn't think her puffy nipples were sexy. She cupped her breasts from below and lifted them. "I guess the only way I can go is bigger, the question is by how much." She looked at the boobs on display to make sure of her choice. "Wilma's boobs for size, and Alta's areolae, in Marli's darker color."

Marli looked at the group. "Let me get out so I can get some stuff ready for the braai." When no one objected, she collected her top and, while putting it back on, stepped out of the pool. She tossed the other tops into the pool.

Wilma looked at Julia putting on her top. "Hey Julia, did you even try your bikini on before today?"

Julia smiled. "I did!"

Alta continued. "And you didn't see the wardrobe malfunction?"

Julia chuckled. "I did, it is a gift from Rynhardt, and he insisted that I wear it today."

Alta looked confused. "Why would you humor his request if he wouldn't be here to enjoy the view?"

Car doors slammed closed even before she had finished.

Julia blushed. "I believe he has just arrived!"

Sharon gasped. "This is a girls-only party. He shouldn't be here!"

Julia chuckled. "Tell this to your sister, she ordered our boyfriends to do the braai." She blushed. "And to service us afterwards."

Dawn looked at her four classmates, hoping to extend the activities on her girlfriend's behalf. "What about we line up, standing wide-legged and take turns to swim through all four?"

Alta shook her head while spreading her cups back over her tits. "I'm done. I'm going to help Marli."

Wilma looked at Dawn while putting her top back on. "Same for me. I'm done swimming."

Julia called after Alta and Wilma as they exited the pool gate. "Send Rynhardt this way when you see him!"

Dawn took Sharon's hips and pulled her closer. She waited for Sharon to take hold of her upper arms before she tried to press her nipples against Sharon's. When she finally succeeded, she leaned forward and kissed her girlfriend.

"Aren't you two going to cover yourself up before my boyfriend shows up?" Julia tossed the two tops towards Sharon and Dawn.

Dawn pulled back and looked at Sharon for direction. When Sharon seemed undecided, she looked at Julia. "How long before your boyfriend removes your top?"

Julia considered the situation - Rynhardt had seen her naked before and had fucked her numerous times. "I guess after a brief inspection." She blushed, her heart raced at the thought that she may have spectators when she and Rynhardt would have some intimate moments.

Dawn looked back at Sharon, who shook her head. Then she looked at Julia. "If your boyfriend is around, we'll keep our boobs to ourselves."

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At the farm:

Ingrid was glad that she didn't run into Dirk when she arrived. She was wearing a knee-length white sundress with a floral pattern. The hugging bodice had a straight cut, fully covering her C-cup breasts, with spaghetti straps, and a zipper at the back.

She had just peed and was washing her hands when she heard Dirk calling for her from the passage outside her bedroom. "I'm here! There are groceries in the car. Can you bring it in please?"

"Sure."

Ingrid waited for Dirk's footsteps to fade away, took a deep breath and took the small 'Plan-B' box out of the pharmacy's packaging bag. She opened the box and looked at the single pill in the blister pack, contemplating whether to take it or not. She read the print on the box, even though she knew what was stated - 'Take as soon as possible'.

Her thoughts went back to the advice the pharmacist had given her, that the medication was only effective for four days. It would be useless to take it five days before ovulation, because no fertilization of the ovum could occur, since it wouldn't have been released yet. The medication would act in two ways - it would prevent, or delay, ovulation and subsequent fertilization. And, if the ovum was fertilized, then it would prevent the fertilized egg from attaching in the womb. She recommended to take the capsule one or two days before ovulation.

The events since Sunday mulled in her mind. Dirk had dumped loads of his seed into her pussy on Sunday night, but that wasn't her concern. Ovulation would only be on Saturday, and Dirk's sperm wouldn't survive.

It was the sex she had had with Steve mid-morning which was her concern. He did finish in her backdoor, but he managed a few strokes directly in her pussy before she managed to stop him. Although his penetration was brief, it was still likely that he had left traces of his seed in her.

The pharmacist also mentioned that, although sperm may survive up to five days, that it would be unlikely, but not impossible, for a small deposited quantity of sperm to survive the entire five days. She bit her lip, considering to keep the pill for later use, when the probability of getting pregnant was more stacked against her.

She stiffened as she heard Dirk dropping off groceries in the kitchen. She needn't hurry as there should be enough groceries to justify at least two more trips.

Her thoughts returned to the time before and shortly after her marriage to Rudy. She was called a 'whore' among other unsavory names by the community. A shiver ran down her spine and she slid the blister pack back into the box. She would rather be safe and take the pill on Friday, than to risk a repeat of the name calling and associated abuse.

Ingrid stowed the box in her dresser's drawer and went for the kitchen to start unpacking the groceries.

"Hi Ingrid, what kept you on the road?"

Ingrid stiffened and looked at Dirk, his swimming trunks tenting slightly, but unmistakenly. Should she tell him that she went to Pietersburg to get a morning-after pill? That she didn't want to risk running into a local, at one of the Tzaneen pharmacies while doing such a private purchase. She took a deep breath. "There were a few hard-to-get items on my groceries list, so I decided to shop in Pietersburg." She pointed at the heavy bag of maize meal. "Can you please take this to the pantry?"

Ingrid relaxed, as Dirk seemed to accept the explanation.

Dirk returned with another load and picked up the sugar. "So, where are all the others?"

Ingrid placed the cheese in the refrigerator while Dirk took the sugar to the pantry. "An old school pal of Steve's had invited him for a visit and sleepover. The pal is visiting his sister during the break and learned of Steve's visit, to Tzaneen, from his contacts back home."

"And Alta?"

Ingrid smiled. "Alta and Wilma are at Sharon's for her birthday sleepover pool party.

Dirk stepped in behind Ingrid and slipped his hands onto her breasts. "So, the two of us will be all alone tonight!" He lowered his lips onto her neck.

Ingrid took hold of Dirk's hands, while the excitement of their wonderful trysts Sunday night flashed through her mind. Her knees grew weak as Dirk started to probe for her nipples. She knew she had to stop him.

Determined, Ingrid turned around to face him. His dick pressed into her, but she managed to shake her head. "No, Dirk, please. No matter how much I would love to do it again... with you, I can't do it. I can't risk a pregnancy - not now."

Dirk leaned forward and kissed Ingrid's forehead. "Okay then, how are we going to spend the night otherwise? Playstation?" Dirk stepped back and picked up the ten-kilogram (22-pound) bag of potatoes.

Ingrid used the time to think of a response to Dirk's question. She could read a book, and 'Passion' came to mind. She smiled at herself, it was her reading of 'Passion' which had made her receptive to Dirk's advances on Sunday. She thought of board games, and Monopoly came immediately to mind. She discarded the idea, although two can play the game, more players would be needed to really enjoy the game.

The other board game she knew was Risk. The thought made her heart race, was she about to take a 'risk' playing the game? She looked at Dirk when he returned from the pantry. "Let me think while I prepare supper.

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Meanwhile at Debra's:

Steve's body swayed on the three-seater as his car on the screen entered a tight corner at high speed. His shoulder bumped into Erik, whose car was some distance behind his.

Erik nudged Steve with his elbow. "You slow me down." He shifted a few inches away from Steve.

The nudge in his arm was enough for Steve to lose control and his car slid off the road and into a ditch. "Hey, look what you've done!"

Erik chuckled. "Serves you right." He had already entered the dust cloud that Steve's car had left in its wake.

A key rattled in the door.

"Shit!" Steve watched helplessly as Erik sped past him while his car flickered back into existence where it had left the track. He bit his lip as his car started to accelerate. He was better than Eric at the game, but only by a small margin. With this unexpected accident, the race was going to be tight.

"One lap to go!" Eric was excited as he crossed the line to start the final lap, he may just win this race.

"Dinner's here," Debra called from the door. "And I picked up your girlfriend from her uncle's."

Erik hadn't seen his girlfriend for two weeks and was tempted to jump up to greet her, but the taste of a sweet victory was too strong and he kept his focus.

Steve's curiosity was his downfall. He hadn't met Heidi yet, and looked at the door. The five-foot-nine redhead caught his attention long enough to miss the next turn in the road.

"Yesss! You're toast, pal!"

Steve watched as his car flickered back into existence yet again, while Steve's car approached the far end of the track. "Oh well, you may take this one!" He halfheartedly continued the race, merely to finish the race and not losing points for not completing the race.

Erik raced, more cautiously at a lower speed, to the finish line. When finished, he stood up to welcome his girlfriend.

Steve ended the race and stood up to greet Heidi, who was still in an intimate embrace with Erik. Steve checked out her firm bum, which filled her Jamaican shorts tightly. Her white sleeveless body-hugging blouse reached from her neck down to her hips. Steve's dick stirred when he failed to notice any signs of a bra.

Debra cleared her throat to draw Erik's attention.

Erik and Heidi broke their embrace and stepped apart. Erik looked somewhat embarrassed at Steve. "Hi, Steve, this is my girlfriend, Heidi." He stuttered as he looked at Heidi. "And... uhm... this is obviously... uhm Steve." He pointed to Steve with his head.

Heidi extended her hand, but Steve missed the gesture. His eyes were drawn to the blouse's keyhole. Or rather the amount of her cleavage peeking through the hole.

Heidi blushed at the attention and waved at Steve. "Hi, Steve, pleased to meet you."

Debra saved the situation. "The food is getting cold. Let's eat." She had already placed four plates at the four-seater table.

Steve noticed the KFC bags on the table. "KFC, yummy." Then he chuckled. "Dirk warned me about the number of chicken takeaways in Tzaneen. He said it would be a feat to get something other than chicken."

Debra shrugged. "The KFC was on our route." She waved the holder with coleslaw. "Besides, I made sure that I ordered a balanced meal."

Steve and Erik let the ladies take the two thighs before they helped themselves to two pieces each, leaving a drumstick, wing and breast piece. They split the remaining fries and slaw between them and got seated.

Steve sat between Erik, to his right, and Debra to his left. This left Heidi to sit across the table from him. They sat a few moments uneasy when Erik looked first at Debra and then at Heidi. "You two have dibs on these last pieces, we already had two each."

"I'm done." It was Heidi.

"Me too."

He looked at Steve. "You fine with the drumstick and wing?"

Steve shrugged. "Fine either way." He took the wing and broke the tip off to nibble the skin off the bones. The 'forearm' was next, leaving the two bones in his plate when finished.

Steve became aware of Heidi's stare. He looked briefly at her and her gaze shied away. He took the remaining part and took a bit of the white meat that was attached. Heidi shifted uneasily in her chair and he looked up at her. She blushed as she, again, shied away.

"Ask him!" It was Debra's voice.

Erik looked at his sister. "Ask who?"

It was Debra's turn to blush. "Heidi wants to ask Steve something.

Heidi covered her face with her hands. "No, you want to know. You dared me to ask."

Steve started to enjoy the altercation while finishing off the wing. He took the drumstick.

Debra straightened herself, took a deep breath and looked at Steve. "I'll be blunt... There's a rumor back in Bloemfontein that you know how to eat pussy."

Steve had gotten used to this comment, and shrugged. "And?"

Heidi giggled and looked at Debra.

Debra looked at Heidi and almost whispered into Steve's ear. "And she wants you to demonstrate, on her, to Erik how to do it."

"Wha--" Steve choked on the food in his mouth and started coughing. Heidi's objections were drowned by his desperate coughs. He only coughed the piece of the bun out of his trachea after Erik gave him a few solid blows on the back.

Steve looked at Heidi. "You want what?" His voice was hoarse.

Heidi blushed. "She dared me to ask!" She looked at Steve. "I think she wants you to eat her pussy but she doesn't want to admit it to herself."

Debra countered. "I'm lesbian. Why would I be interested?"

Defiantly, Heidi took Erik's hand and looked at Steve. "There's no need to show Erik." She blushed as she realized that her statement confirmed that Erik had eaten her pussy in the past. "No one is going to eat my pussy, okay!"

Debra shook her head. "That's not what you told me on your way here. You seemed very interested when I mentioned Steve's special talent." and his big dick

Heidi blushed and took Erik's hand. "Your sister is humiliating me. Let's go!" Without hesitation, she stood up and walked to the door. She looked at Erik. "I hope your overnight bag is packed."

Erik tried to salvage the situation. "Let's calm down."

Debra also tried to do some damage control. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Heidi wasn't interested and looked at Erik. "I'm leaving in a minute, with or without you."

Erik scrambled to the spare bedroom. "Okay, I'm on my way." He knew Heidi well enough to sense that she was serious.

Steve looked perplexed, as the door slammed closed behind the pair. He looked at Debra. "What happened?"

Debra seemed as shocked as Steve. "Beats me." She sensed that her carefully planned evening just got ruined and she rushed to her ensuite bathroom without excuse.

Steve's called in her direction, daring to stand at her bedroom door. "Do you think they'll be back?"

"They'll probably be back in the morning - they're off to Heidi's uncle's, I think Heidi wants Erik to sleep over." Debra had to suppress a sob. "The love birds haven't seen each other for two weeks. So, they'll probably spend some intimate time together."

"Then I guess the sleepover is over. Can you take me back to my friend's farm?" Steve stood up. "I'll get my backpack from the guest room." He was secretly hoping to have another chance to fuck Ingrid, especially if Dirk was doing rounds of the farm again.

Debra's voice made him pause. "Do you know the road?"

Steve thought a bit and the smile evaporated off his face. "No? It is my first visit to Tzaneen." His eyes lit up. "Do you have their phone number?"

"No, Erik got the number. And I don't like to drive in the dark outside of the town."

Steve's shoulders slumped. "Then I guess I'm stuck here with you." He mumbled to himself, 'All on my own with a lesbian for company.' Then he looked at the PlayStation and mumbled to himself, 'I guess this is an option.' Then harder towards Debra's bedroom. "Wanna play on the PlayStation?"

"You're welcome to play on your own. I'm going to read a book."

Steve smirked, he wasn't interested in playing on his own. "It isn't fun playing on one's own. Do you have a video that we can watch?"

Debra's voice came from her bedroom. "I started to watch 'Home Alone'. It was fun and should still be in the player. If you don't want to watch it, I can search for something else."

Steve responded. "I was five when home alone was released. I watched it again when I was about twelve, you're right, it is a fun movie. Shall we watch it?" He chuckled, realizing the irony of him being 'home alone'!

"The remotes are on top of the TV cabinet. Start without me, I've seen the first twenty to thirty minutes." Debra had mostly gathered herself.

Steve had located the remotes. It took him a few minutes to have the correct channel selected for the DVD player, and to get it started.

Steve was surprised when the first images flickered onto the screen - it wasn't 'Home Alone' playing, but rather an adult video about a sexy real estate agent, using her body to close deals.

Meanwhile, Debra used the isolation that her bathroom afforded her, to do some introspection. She knew for some time that she wanted a baby, and, at thirty-two, her biological clock was slowly but surely ticking to her expiry date.

She had done some homework, and her most likely route was to get a home-pregnancy kit from the sperm bank. But the cost of a kit seemed excessively high, especially if it didn't work the first time. Her thoughts drifted to Steve, thinking that he had everything to get her pregnant. Her heart raced, thinking that if she trick Steve into having sex, and allowed him to offload inside her, then she may get pregnant. It could be a solution, except, she would know the father of her baby personally, and she had decided that she didn't want to have contact with the father.

She sighed in resignation, she was a week past her fertile window and wouldn't get pregnant, even if she allowed Steve to progress all the way to home plate.

Debra's thoughts returned to the home-kit, it would afford anonymity of the father - but at a great cost. Her mind ventured again, as every time she thought of her situation, to the idea of getting anonymity by had sex with a stranger, which she was sure she could pull off.

Debra smirked, although the 'father' would be oblivious of the fact that he got her pregnant, she would still know who the father was. She shivered thinking that she may have sex with various strangers for two or three dates up to her day of ovulation. It may mask the identity of the eventual 'father', but she was unsure if she could pull a stunt like that off. And then there was the risk of picking up more than a 'bun in the oven' to consider.

The more she thought about the idea, the more she liked it. She wondered if she would have the nerve to have sex with a stranger, or a number of strangers. She bit her lip - the best way to prepare her for such a scenario, was to start off with someone she knew. She had the perfect candidate in her lounge, and she had the perfect ice breaker.

She took a deep breath and stood up from the toilet. She splashed water over her eyes, hoping to reduce the red from the few tears she had spilled, before touching up her face. She bit her lip before removing her bra, without removing her blouse.

As soon as she opened the door, her confidence waned. She took a deep breath, thinking 'let us see where this goes' as she stepped out into the lounge.

Heavy sensual breathing, and the unmistakable mewling of a woman enjoying the ministrations of a lover penetrated Debra's mind. She looked at the screen where a man was eating the pussy of a woman in a dimly lit bedroom. "Is that 'Home Alone'?" The shock in her voice was evident.

Steve chuckled. "No, but I guess these two are 'home alone', just like us. This is what came up when I started the player, so I decided to keep watching."

Debra looked at Steve. "Why don't you pause the action so we could get snacks and something to drink?" She walked into the kitchen.

Steve grinned, as he followed Debra while appreciating her plump backside filling her miniskirt. He whispered to himself, 'Home alone with a sexy lesbian, who doesn't mind watching porn with me - this may get interesting.'

He almost bumped into Debra when she stopped in front of the refrigerator to open the door.

Debra looked at Steve. "I have coke, beer, cider, wine and water." When Steve remained silent, she continued. "I may have something stronger somewhere..." She stopped when she realized that Steve was staring at her chest and looked down.

Steve looked at her E-cup boobs, duly covered, except for a modest cleavage, with her collared blouse. He couldn't miss the way her nipples pressed against her blouse and was entranced by their asymmetrical positions. The left nipple aimed for the ground straight ahead, while the right nipple pointed up and out in a ten-o'clock direction from his perspective.

He eventually became aware of the awkward silence in the kitchen and looked startled at Debra. "What did you say?"

Flattered, Debra cupped her boobs and lifted them slightly. "Do you like them?"

Steve's smile grew across his face. "Hell yes!"

Debra smiled and covered her breasts with her arms, thinking that it may be worth her while, playing hard to get. "Dream on, they're for girls only. While you feasted your eyes on my boobs, I asked you what I can get you to drink..."

Steve felt the blow and responded. "Do you have Castle?"

"I have." Debra nodded and pointed at an eye-level cupboard door. "Get yourself a beer glass from there." She took a deep breath, realizing that something stronger than Coke may calm her nerves. "And while you're at it, get a wine glass for my rosé."

Steve watched, mesmerized, as the hem of Debra's skirt slipped up her hamstrings as she bent forward to get the beer from deep on the lower shelf. Her full buttocks came into view and split open, revealing the thin string running towards the somewhat damp gusset.

He fumbled towards the door when Debra stood up. "These?" He held a long glass and white wine glass in Debra's direction. "Shall I pour our drinks?"

Debra handed him the drinks, and without answering, walked to her groceries cupboard and looked inside. "Peanuts, crisps and licorice. What do you think?" Debra had noticed that Steve was staring at her backside and decided that a bit of teasing would be helpful.

Steve looked up from the glasses. "Sounds great." He got treated with another eyeful of Debra's luscious behind as Debra retrieved bowls deep on the lower shelf of her ground-level cupboards. He poured the drinks and waited for Debra to get her head out of the cupboard. "Is this enough?

Debra bit her lip, Steve had poured her a courteous amount of wine with two-thirds of the glass empty. "It will last longer if you fill it up." She realized that she needed more wine to calm her nerves.

After Steve filled Debra's glass, almost to the brim, he returned the wine to the refrigerator.

Debra looked at Steve as she shook peanuts into a bowl. "You can help, if you don't mind."

Steve took the bag with licorice and shook a variety into the second bowl.

Debra blushed as she noticed the notable bulge in Steve's pants. Playing nonchalant, she picked up the bag of crisps and started to shake it into a bowl. When done, she folded the bag closed and looked at Steve. "Shall we go back and watch?" She picked up the bowls and started walking to the lounge.

Steve hesitated, but finally asked what was on his mind. "You mean continue with what is in the player?" He picked up the two glasses and followed Debra, again appreciating her plump backside.

Debra chuckled as she placed the snacks on the tea table. "You decide."

Steve waited for Debra to sit down and handed her her rosé. "I don't mind." He pressed the 'pause/continue' button and the action resumed. He pulled the tea table closer to the three seater, to have the snacks within reach without the need to get up.

Debra looked at Steve as the moaning and whimpering continued. "So, is it true?"

Steve looked at her. "Is what true?"

Debra blushed lightly as she put her glass down. "That you know how to eat pussy?" She looked at the screen. "Like that?"

Steve took a breath to answer, but hesitated, as he thought of something. He smiled and looked at Debra. "My talent is highly praised by those who have tried, including some 'women-only' models - rumor has it that they had all converted." He picked his beer up and took a sip. "But you can be the judge of that one."

Debra's pussy spasmed when she realized what Steve had meant and she sniffed to make sure that her nether scent hadn't escaped. She took a deep breath to compose herself and looked at Steve. "Would you like to eat Heidi out?"

Steve smiled broadly. "Eat her, fuck her, suck her tits, you name it. I want to hear her scream for more." Then he took Debra's hand. "But why get a secondhand account from someone else, if you can test it for yourself?"

Debby looked at Steve, as the images of the movie continued on the screen. She was curious if a man could be that good. How could he tell what women liked? "So, this special skill of yours, where did you learn it?"

Steve smiled. "It happened during Rage after my Matric exams. We were in Plettenbergbay and I ended up in the flat of a young mother, whose husband was more interested in chasing young girls on the beach than in his wife."

Debra chuckled. "And she handpicked you to get back at him?"

Steve nodded. "Not exactly handpicked me, my back had acted up, and she took pity on me. I guess she was desperate, and horny. She massaged my back, and as soon as my back had barely recovered, she helped my dick into her pussy."

Steve chuckled. "When I took her tit into my mouth, I also got a mouthful of mother's milk as she was still breastfeeding, which made me dump my load in her much faster than she had expected. To have more fun with me, she taught me how to kiss a girl.

"During my second visit, she taught me how to eat pussy, before she allowed my dick to access her pussy."

Debra looked at Steve. "You said she showed you how to kiss?"

Steve smirked. "You want to try it out to prepare for the main meal?"

Debra bit her lip - she had also heard rumors about Steve's kissing prowess. It may just be the catalyst for Steve to take things further. She bit her lip, pondering her next step, while faking playing hard to get. "Okay, but keep your hands to yourself. No touching my boobs and down there." She hoped that Steve would live up to the praises she had heard.

Steve took a sip of beer and noticed that Debra's mind was in turmoil. "Are you trying to backtrack, are you afraid that you'll love it?"

Debra sipped from her rosé to clear her mind. "Okay, braggart! Convince me that men can please lesbians." She decided to be unresponsive to his initial attempts.

Steve leaned over and pecked a kiss on Debra's lips, without any reaction. He looked at Debra. "If you want me to show my skills, you'll have to participate. If need be, think of me as your female lover with whom you had a fight."

Debra smiled as she rubbed her hand over Steve's day-old facial hair. "Difficult to think of you as a lesbian with this scratchy stuff."

Steve wasn't deterred. "Still, allow me to nuzzle up to you, to touch you. I'll try to avoid your boobs and your pussy, but I guess your neck, shoulders, tummy and thighs are open territory." He chuckled. "By the way, most women love the variation my facial hair brings to the act."

Debra gasped, she didn't realize that her thighs could be targeted. Her vagina contracted, thinking that Steve's hand may stray onto her inner thighs, even exploring the area right up to her crotch. "Point taken, but you must stop if I tell you to."

Steve smiled, Debra didn't pick up that he'd 'try' to avoid her breasts and pussy, and that he didn't plan to stop when asked. "I can always back off when you feel like I'm about to overstep your bounds." He wrapped an arm around her neck to cup her shoulder and pulled her onto him. His other hand slid onto her tummy and he lowered his lips onto her neck. A single thought crossed his mind as his lips started to devour a hickey onto her neck - 'Game on'!

****

Later at the pool party:

Between Marli, Alta, Wilma and Frederic, the bulk of the party snacks was moved to the patio in a short time. Marli 'released' Alta and Wilma from duty so she could spend some time with Frederic.

Alta and Wilma, both in their pool cover-ups, had found a quiet, inconspicuous, corner of the patio on a two-seater, from where they could simultaneously see the action in the pool, and the activities at the braai.

Alta looked in the pool's direction. Julia and Rynhardt were floating in an embrace in the deep end of the pool, while Sharon and Dawn were hanging onto the pool's edge. "I thought the action in the pool would be steaming hot by now."

Wilma smiled and whispered back, "The action over at the grill is much hotter than the fire itself." Frederick and Marli stood in front of the grill where a stack of wood was set alight. Marli stood in front of Frederic, with his hands wrapped around her. A soft mewling drifted from their direction onto them.

Alta looked at the action in front of the grill and offered her thoughts. "I bet he's working her pussy. Look how she arched her neck back onto his shoulder."

Wilma nodded. "I can hear her whimpering, I'll bet she is close."

An unmistakable gasp, followed by a moan, drifted towards them and Marli's neck arched even more as she went onto her toes. The moan morphed into short interrupted yelps as an orgasm ripped through Marli's body.

The pair watched as Marli slowly lowered herself back onto her feet. Frederic released her, once her heels touched the ground. Marli turned around to face her boyfriend. "Fuck, this was good. Keep it up and I'll be soaking wet by the time we go to bed."

Alta sensed that Marli would soon realize that they were being spied on, and scanned the pool area. She reached for Wilma's hand to draw her attention. "Look at what is going on at the pool."

Sharon and Dawn had gotten out of the pool and were toweling their bodies. Rynhardt and Julia were then hanging onto the pool's edge in an intimate kiss.

Sounds from the fireplace sidetracked Alta. Frederic was still standing with his back to them, and Marli was on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing. A soft rumble of contentment drifted onto them.

Wilma looked at Alta. "Fuck this, I'm going to help myself." She slid a hand into her top and onto a breast and slipped her other hand into her bottoms.

Alta smiled while she followed her friend's example. "Why make it difficult for ourselves? Let's indulge like everybody else."

They were indulging themselves into self-induced carnal pleasures for about five minutes, when a voice interrupted them. "Why don't you use some toys?"

Alta looked up, bewildered, at Dawn who was walking past them. Then she noticed Sharon nearby, delving into her backpack. "What do you mean 'toys'?"

Sharon had found what she was looking for and waved a double-ended dildo in Alta's direction. "We're going to my bedroom for a test drive. She's going to pop my cherry so I can upgrade to be a woman."

Wilma looked at Alta, as the pair walked into the house. "I don't think that that double-dong would make her a woman."

Alta nodded in agreement. "Yes, she'll remain a fake woman until a real dick does the upgrade."

Wilma blushed as she looked at Alta. "I noticed bananas in the kitchen, you want one?"

Alta frowned questioningly. "I'm not hungry."

Without saying a word, Wilma got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Movement at the pool caught Alta's eyes. Julia was sitting with her legs facing the patio, and she allowed Rynhardt to remove her top. He helped her to lie on her back before he leaned in. Rynhardt started to kiss a boob while his hand snaked down her tummy. Julia pulled her knees up and spread her legs wide, when his hand reached her mons.

Alta involuntarily slipped her hand back into her bottoms and probed her wet folds. She gasped, as Rynhardt pulled the gusset aside, exposing Julia's hairless pussy. Alta's finger probed her own wet folds and soon slipped into her vagina.

Moans from the grill drifted to Alta and her gaze turned to the action. She was just in time to see Frederik step back and take hold of his dick. "Hhhaaarrrlll!" He tried to suppress the roar when ropes of his man juice got plastered onto Marli's face.

"Shhh, they'll hear us." Marli's voice vibrated with excitement.

Frederic laughed loudly. "Who? Your sister and her girlfriend went to her room with the birthday present from her girlfriend, and the other two followed them into the house."

Marli was still concerned. "And your sister?"

Frederic looked in the swimming pool's direction. "Rynhardt is sucking her tits." He reached for a paper towel and handed it to Marli. "Here, clean your face so you can see your way to the shower."

Marli wiped most of the batter off her face, some of which ended up on her bikini top and breasts. She looked at Frederic. "I hope to see you in the shower. Surely, the fire will be fine if left unattended for a few minutes."

Marli almost bumped into Wilma who had returned from the kitchen. "Sorry!"

Wilma looked at Marli as she walked away before she continued her way to Alta. "What's up with them? Was that cum on Marli's face and tits?" She handed a banana to Alta and sat down onto the three-seater."

Alta looked at Wilma. "I told you I'm not hungry."

"It is not for eating, dummy!" Wilma lay down and rested her head on the armrest. She pulled her gusset aside and slid the banana into her vagina. "I'm sure your pussy is hungry. We may not have toys or boyfriends here, but we know how to improvise." She cupped a breast and started to pull a nipple. "I washed it."

Alta lifted the banana in Wilma's direction. "Thanks." She pulled her gusset aside and mewled contentedly while the banana filled her wet vagina.

Wilma motioned for Alta to look at the pool from where Julia's voice could be heard, "I think it is time for you to eat my pussy!" She weaved her fingers through his hair and helped his face towards her pussy.

Rynhardt rolled onto his back and helped his member out of his Speedo. "Only if you return the favor."

Alta chuckled and looked at Wilma. "No competition for Steve."

Wilma smiled. "You wouldn't know, but Dirk's cock is even bigger." Being unaware of Steve's sleepover, she pondered the situation back at the farm. "Who do you think is going to do it with Ingrid tonight, Dirk or Steve?"

Alta shrugged. "They may even team up? Dirk taking the pussy and Steve doing her arse."

Wilma chuckled. "Don't count Dirk out for doing Ingrid's arse. He asked me to show him the basics."

Sharon was lying on her bed, her feet planted next to her buttocks at the edge of her bed and her knees spread wide. Her fingers pinched and pulled her puffy nipples while Dawn enjoyed the discharges from her honeypot.

Dawn sensed that Sharon was approaching a climax, and probed with her tongue into Sharon's hood. She could feel how her lover stiffened when she touched the glans.

It became too much for Sharon and she took hold of Dawn's head as if to keep it steady in the right place. "Ooohhh fuck yesss!" Sharon bucked her hips into Dawn's ministrations and spread her knees even wider. "Fuck, this feels good."

Dawn allowed Sharon to return to Earth. "So, what do you think?"

Sharon blushed. "It is better than you told me. Should I do you now?"

Dawn shook her head. "No, today is your big day. The day I'm making you a woman. Are you ready?"

Sharon nodded nervously. "I guess."

Dawn reached for the dildo. "I'm not going to penetrate you immediately. I'll slip the head in your folds, and nudge it every so often onto your hymen, adding a bit of pressure every time, so you can get used to the feeling."

Sharon nodded. "Let's do it."

All the action was lost to Frederic and Marli in the main bedroom's shower. Frederic had his dick in Marli's pussy from behind, one hand working a nipple, the other working her clit.

Marli was leaning forward onto the wall with her forearm for support. Her other hand worked the nipple Frederic couldn't service.

The wet slaps, as Frederic rammed his dick into Marli, were drowned out to others by the running water and the closed doors.

Marli was the first to approach her climax. She bucked her hips and pulled harder on her nipple. "Oohhh fuck, you're the best." Her body started to tremble.

Ferderic allowed Marli to take him into his own land of bliss. He released the nipple and grabbed onto Marli's hair, causing her back to arch. "UUUuuunnnggg!" With a roar, he thrust hard into Marli and kept it there. His dick kept on pulsing, spewing man juice onto Marli's cervix.

Frederic chuckled as he pulled out and whispered into Marli's ear. "We'll take this further tonight in the bed, I'm going to check up on the fire."

"Oowww... OOOwww..." Soft moans carried from Sharon's bedroom through the open windows onto the patio. "No... stop!"

"Okay, I'll back off a bit." Dawn didn't realize that her voice carried.

"AAAhhhuuwww... What! You said you'd back off!" Sharon's voice was sharp. After a bit of silence, she continued. "Oh! Is it in!" Then in an uncertain voice, "So, I'm a woman now?"

Alta sighed and slid the banana deep into her into her vagina, pushing blobs of nectar out of her pussy.

"That was the hard part, now for the fun part!" Dawn's voice carried onto the patio, in spite of her efforts to whisper. "Do you like it when I move this in and out?" A soft mewling carried through the walls.

Alta smiled in Wilma's direction. "I also like it when it moves in and out." With her free hand she rolled a nipple. Her gaze returned to the pool where Julia straddled Rynhardt's face and was bent over with his cock in her mouth. On her rear end, Rynhardt held her hips in position while licking her wet folds.

Dawn's voice drifted onto the patio. "Okay, time for me to skewer myself onto the other end of your birthday present."

Soon, wet sounds of crotches slapping together came from Sharon's room.

"Oh yesss, fuuuck!" Wilma got vocal as she orgasmed on her banana. She pinched her nipple and pulled on it while she arched her back, her body quivering. It took her over a minute to gather herself. She took a deep breath, slid the banana out of her pussy and placed it into her drink's glass. She didn't notice Frederic's beaming smile.

She walked over to Alta and went onto her knees to take a nipple into her mouth. With her free hand, she reached for Alta's rosebud and wet her thumb with Alta's nectar, which continued to seep out of her vagina. She nibbled roughly onto the nipple as she thrust her thumb into Alta's arse.

It took Alta over the edge, and her legs straightened and clamped Wilma's hand between her firm globes. "Fuckfuck, yesss! Oohhh!"

Alta, too, needed more than a minute to compose herself. She looked at Wilma. "That was intense!"

Wilma smiled and pointed to the pool with her eyes. "That is also intense."

Rynhardt was ramming his dick into Julia's pussy. Julia's legs were wrapped around his waist.

Julia wailed, "Yesss, yesss, keep going! Ooohhh yessss... FFFuuuck!" Her hips rolled into Rynhardt's thrusts and her nails dug into his back.

"Aaarrrghhh!" Rynhardt climaxed in a hard thrust. He thrust again without pulling back. He gave three more thrusts, each slightly weaker than the one before.

When Rynhardt rolled off Julia, she sat upright and looked at the flow of her boyfriend's batter out of her pussy. She giggled and looked at her boyfriend. "I shouldn't have used my new towel, look at the flood you have created with your cum!"

Rynhardt nodded. "I did well, this must be one of my best eruptions, don't you think?" He smiled boastfully. "I saved it for a week!"

Julia held her hand out. "Help me up, so I can clean up." She took Rynhardt's hand, got onto her feet and folded the towel to contain the cum. She waited a bit to allow her vagina to drain before she wiped the excess jizz off her legs and pussy. She pointed at a garden tap with a hosepipe. "Open the tap and bring me the end of the pipe."

She douched her vagina and rinsed the bulk of Rynhardt's batter off of the towel before she reset her bikini bottoms' gusset over her vulva and donned her bikini top. For good measure, she pulled a semi-transparent pool cover-up over her shoulders and boobs.

Frederik walked to the fireplace and acted nonchalant. "The fire is looking good, did you two keep an eye on the fire for me?"

Alta and Wilma looked knowingly at each other, then at their glasses, each filled with a banana with a shiny glimmer. It was Wilma who responded. "We thought you were in charge of the fire."

Frederic scattered the embers and lowered the grid. "I think we're ready to go."

Marli entered, she was wearing a black tube-top and black shorts. "I warned the birthday girl and her girlfriend to join the party."

****

Back at the farm:

"This isn't working for me, it's no fun looking at the bouncing tits of teenage girls. There isn't even a hunk to admire." Ingrid put the X-Box control on the side table.

Dirk looked at her and noticed the zipper on her back. "For me it is, especially if you take part in the action and your boobs sway as wildly as those on the screen." He paused the game and put his controller onto the side table and shifted closer to Ingrid. He slid a hand around her waist and his other onto a boob. "You know we're all on our own tonight?" He lowered his lips onto her neck.

Ingrid removed his hand from her breast. "No, this has to stop, I'm not a whore, and I don't want to be called unsavory names again when walking in the streets."

Dirk smiled at the hickey on Ingrid's neck when he removed his lips. With his hand, which was dislodged from Ingrid's boob, he worked his hard dick out of his pants. "Then at least suck my dick. It is your fault that I am hard."

Ingrid shook her head. "No, please. Don't let me do it." Her body quivered, the ember, which she thought had died down after Steve had claimed her anus, had flared up again.

Dirk helped her hand onto his dick. "Okay, just stroke it for a while." He smiled as Ingrid's hand started to work up and down his stiffening shaft. He leaned towards Ingrid and sucked her earlobe into his mouth.

Ingrid stiffened. She wanted to flee, but the glowing ember in her had reignited, and had gained strength. She didn't stop Dirk when his hand slid back onto her breast. Instead, she purred contentedly.

Dirk slid his hand up her back and took hold of her shoulder. His second hand slid off her breast onto her other shoulder. Then slowly he worked her torso towards his lap.

Ingrid realized too late that her lips were approaching Dirk's dick. She stopped stroking Dirk's dick and tried to sit upright again, but Dirk was too strong. She looked at Dirk. "Please don't let me do this." She knew she should stop, but, instead, her grip on Dirk's dick tightened and she started to work it on her own volition. The ember was burning with renewed energy.

Dirk took a deep breath. "Just help me to get off, I'm almost there." He didn't need much force to guide Ingrid's mouth onto his dick. His dick twitched in her mouth as her tongue swirled around his mushroom.

Dirk started to rub his hand lovingly over Ingrid's back while Ingrid continued to fellate with greater enthusiasm.

Ingrid froze when Dirk started to unzip the back of her dress. She knew she had to stop, pull her mouth off his dick and tell him to stop. The burning ember in her made her hesitate, long enough for the zipper to reach the end. She continued to bob her head and swirl her tongue when Dirk resumed to rub her back, adding fuel to the burning ember.

It didn't take Dirk's fingers long to zero in on Ingrid's bra clasp.

Ingrid's fingers gripped stronger onto Dirk's shaft and her head froze on his dick when he gripped the clasp to release them. Her mind, knowing that this had to stop, was fighting a losing battle against the glowing fire of desire. She sighed as the first hook was released and her head started to bob again.

Dirk's fingers slid in under Ingrid's dress and bra, slowly working the straps off her shoulders.

Ingrid lifted her shoulder, enabling Dirk to remove the straps off her arm. She mewled contentedly and twisted her torso to help Dirk's hand onto her breast.

****

Late evening in the suburbs:

Erik looked at Heidi, the blanket which they used to cover their bodies was tucked up to under their chins. They sat in front of the television where some advertisements were playing - Heidi's uncle had watched the news and was then leaving to join his wife in bed.

"Do you think they would mind if we sleep in the same bed? They did prepare beds in two separate bedrooms for us."

Heidi shook her head. "They're cool, just playing it safe. They can always tell my parents, if they enquire, that they had prepared beds in separate rooms for us." She curled her hand around Erik's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. "Did you see how Uncle Ben straightened himself, to give his cock some space, when you slid your hand into my pants."

Erik frowned. "He wouldn't have seen it, it all happened under the blanket.

Heidi chuckled. "The blanket may have hidden the visuals, but not much of the movement, and the shape of your arm. I noticed his sideways glances, every time you made a move. I could hear him moan when you slipped your hand onto my breast."

"I hope he enjoyed the show." Eric chuckled. "But to change the subject, what do you think is going on at my sister's? Do you think she took Steve back to his friend? We left so unexpectedly."

Heidi mewled as Eric hit a good spot in her pussy. "Hhmmm, I don't think she would be eager to take him back to his friend. I'm prepared to bet that she is determined to get laid, even though she vehemently denied it when we were alone in her car. It would serve her right if he give her a good fuck and make her pregnant."

Erik was shocked. "Why would you wish something like that onto her? She's my sister, and I know she insinuated that you are not satisfied with my oral skills, but still..."

Heidi bit her lip, thinking of limiting the information. Then she sighed, realizing that the truth would come out soon in any case. She took a new breath. "While we were alone in the car, she confessed that her biological clock is starting to run out and the desire of having a baby is growing in her. It had become an obsession, to the point where she had stopped taking her birth-control pills about a month ago in preparation to get pregnant."

Erik looked up, startled. "If she isn't interested in men, why would she be on birth control?"

Heidi nodded. "Before she switched to being lesbian, she started to take birth control as she was with her boyfriend at the time. Both of them were inexperienced and she was wary of getting pregnant the first time they had sex. She did, however, notice an improvement in her skin quality, and when their paths separated, because their first sex was a disappointment, she kept on using the birth-control pills for her skin's benefit."

Erik was curious. "So, if sex was a disappointment, where did her lesbian inclination come from?"

Heidi shook her head. "She didn't elaborate on that aspect. I can only guess that she complained to a friend, or sought the help of a student counselor, about the bad experience - it is something that I would have done.

Erik nodded in understanding. "And the friend or counselor was somewhat more experienced, and helped her to overcome the disappointment."

Heidi smiled. "Exactly."

Erik looked at Heidi. "Do you think she'll let him go for home plate? Let him make her pregnant?"

Heidi smiled. "She initially said that she wasn't interested in sex with Steve, or any man. She claimed that she was thinking of getting a home-pregnancy kit from a sperm bank when she's ready, but complained about the excessive cost. She said she was more interested in his cunnilingus skills, to see if he knows what women want. But I could tell that she had a case of cognitive dissonance. I think she is considering a natural pregnancy -"

Erik interrupted her, "You mean, get a man to knock her up?"

Heidi smiled. "Yes, I think she wants to try Steve, and maybe a few other dicks out, while scouting the field for her baby's father. She wants the father to be a total stranger, so that he doesn't pitch later in her life and make demands. It is one reason why the sperm bank remains an option for her."

Erik frowned. "If she opts for a 'natural pregnancy', I guess she'll do the deed during the December holidays, with one, or more, of the lifeguards. I understand that they don't mind to fuck around."

Heidi gasped. Erik's mention of a lifeguard reminded her of an incident during her Matric rage. She and two of her friends were 'dating' three guys from Cape Town, fooling around and having occasional sex with the designated boyfriend. There was a fourth friend, but he was an outsider. His mother had died the year before, and he had relocated to his father and stepmother's.

This outsider friend wasn't a qualified lifeguard, but he did several lifeguard-training courses while living in Cape Town, and rescued a girl, who got swept into the sea by a riptide. This drew the interest of several girls on the beach and his friends got jealous and isolated him even more.

Heidi took in a deep breath, recalling that she came up for the guy, and broke the association with the asshole 'boyfriend', hoping to get laid by this 'lifeguard', only to learn that he had returned home, a day earlier than his pals. There were rumors that the 'lifeguard' had fucked a girl or two, even one of the other two girlfriends in her group.

Heidi chuckled. "Yes, I believe lifesavers do fuck around. I almost fell for one during my Matric rage."

Erik frowned. "You should tell me about that sometime, but let's get back to the present. Wouldn't Debra risk getting pregnant if Steve does make it to home plate?"

Heidi shrugged. "She said she's a week away from her period, which is safely out of her danger zone."

Erik thought a bit. "But even if she gets pregnant, then she would have achieved what she wanted. And there would be no need for a 'lifeguard'."

Heidi nodded her head. "Yes, she'll have her baby, but sooner as to what she planned. And she wouldn't have the anonymity of a stranger."

Erik tossed the blanket aside and rolled Heidi onto her back on the three-seater. "Shall we now pretend that I want to make you pregnant?" He pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it aside. "You are still on birth control, aren't you?"

Heidi lifted her hips and worked her shorts off her hips for Erik to pull off her legs. She spread her legs wide, while Erik hastily removed his own shorts. "I'm on birth control from before we've met. But let's pretend that I'm not!"

Erik looked Heidi into her eyes while her pussy ate at his dick. "Thank you for saying that Steve doesn't have to show me how to eat pussy. Did you mean it?" He had bottomed and started to pull back.

Heidi nodded. "Four men had the privilege to have a taste of my pussy, and you're the best of all of them. But I'll wait for your sister's feedback before I make up my mind." She grunted as Erik drove his dick hard into her. "I'm sure he'll make it at least to third base."

Heidi's eyes smiled at Erik. "Are you jealous?" She grunted again, as Erik rammed hard into her.

Erik shook his head as he held the pressure inside his girlfriend. "I have a secret which would make him jealous if he knew." He pulled back and started to pump rhythmically into Heidi.

Heidi frowned, as she looked into Erik's eyes. "I'm curious?"

Erik smiled and held his dick, once more, deep inside. "His mom was the first woman I had fucked. And her pussy was the first that I had eaten."

Heidi smiled. "She taught you well."

Erik continued to drive with new purpose into his girlfriend.

Satisfied, Heidi smirked. She had heard the theory that a man's sex drive would improve if he was jealous. "Apparently, Steve's cock is also big and sought after." She grunted, satisfied, as Erik drove with more vigor into her. "I'll hear from Debra if it is worthwhile giving him a test drive." She rolled her hips into Erik's next thrust and mewled contentedly. Fantasizing that it was her lifeguard who finally took possession of her pussy. "Yes, Dirk, fuck me hard. Make me pregnant with your child!" Her nails dug into Erik's back, as she pulled him onto her.

"Haaarrrr!" Erik drove hard into his girlfriend, plastering his batter onto her cervix.

"Ooohhh, fuck yesss!" Heidi's neck arched as an orgasmic wave overwhelmed her, her nails scratched skin off Erik's back.

Erik pulled back. "Who is Dirk? Huuunggg" he thrusted back, blasting more semen into Heidi's vagina.

Heidi bit her lip before she answered. "He's the lifeguard from my Matric Rage. The one I almost fell for. He rescued a girl, who was swept into the sea. I had fantasies of the two of us doing it afterwards, but it never happened. I guess our earlier talk of the sex life of lifeguards had triggered the fantasy again." Heidi gasped, when she recalled that Dirk was from Tzaneen!

Erik pulled out. "I'll sleep in my own bed tonight so you can fantasize about your Dirk as much as you want!" He stood up and left.

Heidi tried to contain the spillage and shuffled to the shower. She wondered if she would run into Dirk during her stay in Tzaneen, maybe in an aisle in one of the supermarkets, or in a queue at a takeaway.

Heidi popped her head into Erik's bedroom after she had showered. "I'll be next door, dreaming of you. You would be welcome to come and make my fantasies real," she sighed, as she closed her bedroom door. She did hope that Erik would come and make up, but she was more eager to revive some of those long-forgotten fantasies of Dirk, saving her from drowning, and the sex they had as a way to thank him for saving her life.

****

Meanwhile at the pool party:

Alta woke up, unsure what had disturbed her. She shared Marli's three-quarter bed for the night with Wilma. Her head was facing Sharon's bedroom, where Sharon shared her bed with Dawn. Marli and Frederic had claimed the main bedroom, with its king-size bed for their covert activities.

It took her a moment to realize that she wasn't sleeping in her own bed, and that Wilma wasn't in the bed with her. She relaxed, thinking that Wilma went to the toilet to take a leak.

*Knock*

Alta held her breath, trying to figure out what she heard.

*Knock... Knock*

A giggle from Sharon's bedroom penetrated through the walls followed by Dawn's soft voice. "Do you like it when I thrust hard into you?"

*Knock. Knock. Knock... Knock. Knock*

"Can you feel it when I try to roll my hips into your thrusts?" There was a light tremor in Sharon's whisper.

The closing door distracted Alta. Wilma looked at her from the door. "Oh, did they wake you up as well?"

Alta nodded. "Yeah." Only then did she notice the cucumber in Wilma's hand. "What's up with the cucumber? It's hardly a sensible midnight snack."

Wilma giggled. "Not for a hungry pussy." She slid onto the bed to lie next to Alta. "I thought we'd try it out, are you game?"

While the headboard knocks from Sharon's room continued, Alta and Wilma tried to find a workable position. They tried a missionary position with Wilma on top, and the cucumber in her vagina, but the stiff cucumber wasn't flexible enough for the position to work.

They tried a doggy-style adaptation, with their buttocks facing each other. But that didn't work either. Alta sitting on the edge of the bed, and Wilma straddling her was similarly not working.

They tried to scissor each other, the position seemed promising. Lying down to rest, Alta found the tension on the cucumber had reduced. She took hold of Wilma's leg, and pulled it onto her chest. "Lie down like me, and pull my leg onto your chest."

Wilma tried it out and immediately, the pressure of the cucumber onto their pussy walls eased. "That may work." With their vulvas more than a hand's width apart, Wilma shuffled her hips towards Alta.

Alta giggled as their pussies touched. "That felt weird."

Wilma rolled her hips for an extended time, causing Alta to purr. "This?"

Alta tried to imitate Wilma. "What do you think?" It wasn't necessary to ask when Wilma wailed in response. When done, Alta pulled onto Wilma's leg and pushed her nether lips harder onto Wilma's. She began to roll soft thrusts into Wilma and reached for her clit with one hand. "I like this better."

Wilma followed Alta's example, and soon the two were thrusting enthusiastically into each other, interspersed with the rolling of one of the pair's hips. Alta bit into a pillow to silence her orgasmic cry.

Alta's spasms also pushed Wilma into the abyss. She clenched her teeth together to keep quiet in her orgasmic tremors. "Uuuhhhmmm."

****

Back at the farm:

Two of Dirk's fingers dug deep into Ingrid's vagina, hoping to collect enough of her sweet nectar.

Ingrid was bent over on the backrest of the two-seater, her torso lying on the backrest, her hips hanging in mid-air, somewhat off the backrest and her feet slightly apart on the ground.

When pulling out, Dirk worked the nectar up her perineal raphe, past her rosebud. Then, unexpectedly he slid his middle finger down into her anus.

"Uuunggg, what are you doing?" Ingrid tensed up from the unexpected intrusion.

Dirk chuckled. "Playing it safe, you said you'll get pregnant."

Ingrid shook her head. "No, it is sore, please don't do it there."

Dirk worked his index finger into Ingrid's anus. "Why is it sore?" He had his suspicions.

Ingrid grunted before she answered. "Steve... Steve did it. He did it there when I told him I'll get pregnant."

Dirk thrust his fingers deep into Ingrid's back door. "So, where should my dick go then?"

"My pussy, please do it in my pussy!" Ingrid's body began to shake in anticipation.

Dirk pulled his fingers back and thrust them back into his stepmother. "You'll get pregnant! Do you want to risk it?"

Ingrid nodded. "Yes, I want it, I bought protection today."

Dirk's dick stiffened even more, rubbing against Ingrid's inner thigh. "You sure?" He took his dick with his free hand and brushed the tip over Ingrid's wet folds.

"Pleeease," Ingrid's voice almost squealed. "Don't play games." She reached with a hand for her clit, but only managed to pull the hood off the glans.

Dirk rammed his dick hard into Ingrid. "Is this what you want me to do?"

Ingrid yelped, the impact helped her hand onto her glans. "Yesss... pleeease."

Dirk pulled back and probed for Ingrid's tits. He waited until he cupped both, before he drove his shaft back deep into Ingrid. A soft, contented wail came from Ingrid while Dirk continued to work his cock back and forth into her pussy.

Soon, Dirk could sense his imminent eruption. "Where do you want my load?"

Ingrid whispered, her voice trembling. "In my pussy, please. Cum in me, fill my pussy." She lifted herself onto her toes.

Dirk pulled back and thrust hard into his stepmother. "AAArrrrhhh!" Ropes of virile semen blasted into her fertile womb. He pulled back and thrust back in, delivering more of his batter into his stepmother's hungry pussy.

Ingrid, too, was thrust onto her cloud of sensual bliss. She lifted her torso and rolled her hips into her stepson's thrusts. "Ooohhh, fuuuck yesss!"

Ingrid waited until the waves of bliss had died down. The ember was quenched, and only logic prevailed. "Shit, fuck, it shouldn't have happened."

Dirk pulled out. "Sorry, I didn't think that it would go this far. Are you okay?"

Ingrid shook her head. "I'm acting like a whore. How am I ever going to attract an honest husband?" She looked at Dirk. "I want a baby, and if I don't take the morning-after pill, I'll have yours. But this is not the way to do it. I want a baby, but only if it is in an honest marriage."

Dirk wrapped his arms around Ingrid. "I'm truly sorry, I know you asked me repeatedly to leave you alone, but I couldn't. I should be more mature than this, more responsible."

Ingrid sobbed. "Let me go, and go to your room." She broke out of Dirk's embrace and rushed to her room.

Dirk waited until he heard water splashing from Ingrid's shower, then switched off the X-Box and the screen, and walked to his bedroom.

****

Meanwhile at Debra's:

"Yesss... That's it! Yesss... Fuckfuck fuck! I'mmm... I'mmm..." Debra forced her legs wider open, to the point where she felt a discomfort in her hips. She wanted to give Steve the maximum access to her pussy.

The movie credits scrolled over the screen, but neither Debra, nor Steve paid any attention.

Steve sensed that Debra was again on the edge of the abyss, ready to fall into the depths of an orgasm, like about the seven times before; only this time, she was much closer to the edge. He swept his tongue sideways, off her clit to pull her back, away from the edge of an orgasm. His hard dick was starting to get uncomfortable, and he knew he should end the game soon.

It took Debra a moment to realize that she was, yet again, denied an orgasm. "Fuck you, Steve!" She pinched harder onto her nipples and pulled onto them, as if that would pull her into the abyss which Steve had denied her all night. "Make me come, pleeeeease." Her body trembled from all the built-up tension.

Steve's dick grew even harder as he lifted his head. "Is this as good as I had promised?" A gush of Debra's nectar got worked out of her vagina, due to an involuntary vaginal spasm, when Steve's lips returned to her vulva. He continued his ministrations, zeroing in on her clit, and more particularly, on her glans. He didn't want Debra to slip too far away from her orgasm.

It worked, Debra started to make mewling sounds as she closed in, yet again, on an orgasm. The pitch of the mewls increased as Steve nudged her closer to the edge of her abyss. "Pleeease, pleeease, let me come, let me come!"

Steve's ball-sack churned, he feared that he would offload soon, but decided to take Debra even closer before he sought his own release.

"Yesss... that's it! Yesss... I'mmm... fuckfuck, I'mmm... keep it there... fuck! I'mmm..."

Steve lifted his mouth off of Debra's vulva, where another blob of nectar gushed out. "Say it! Say I'm the best." Steve dove back in, ready to work Debra afresh to the edge of her abyss.

"Fuck you, Steve! I need to come! Pleeeeease, make me cum now." She released her nipples and took hold of Steve's head, hoping to keep his tongue in the right spot for her release. She mewled anew as Steve nudged her closer to her climax yet again. "Fuck, Steve, just do it! You know you're the best!"

Steve wanted to see if he could work Debra, one last time, even closer to the edge of her abyss, without her taking a free-fall into her land of bliss. He worked her slippery nectar onto her rosebud.

Debra got vocal again less than a minute later. "Yesss... that's it! I'mmm... yesss... fuckfuck, yesss... I'mmm... fuck... keep it there... I'mmm..."

Steve had to suppress a chuckle as he lifted his lips off Debra's vulva, in spite of Debra's efforts to keep it down. "Say it like you mean it! Tell me I'm the best." Without wasting more time, he lowered his lips back onto Debra's vulva with his tongue probing her clit.

"Fuck, Steve, pleeeease. Let me cuuuuum!" She took a deep breath. "You're the best... I mean it. You're the best!" Her fingers slid back to her nipples and she mewled anew.

Steve's magic soon got Debra to the edge again, nudging her closer as evidenced in the increasing pitch of Debra's mewls, turning into yelps.

Soon, Debra experienced the instability of being close to her edge. "Yesss... that's it! I'mmm... yesss... fuckfuck yesss... I'mmm... I'mmm..."

Steve started to hum onto Debra's vulva, sending micro-vibrations into her core. At the same time, he thrust his thumb into her anus.

"I-I-I'mmm cuuuummmmming... fuck, I'mmm cuuuumming!" Debra's back arched and she pulled hard onto her nipples.

Steve lifted his lips off Debra's vulva and thrust his thumb deeper. His dick tucked as he watched her melons swirl on her chest.

"Fuckfuck shhhiiit!" She flung her knees wide open and thrust her hips higher, releasing three squirts in the process. Her spasm started to subside.

Steve pulled his thumb back and thrust it back in.

Debra's back arched anew and another burst squirted from her pussy. "Fuck... shhhiiit... Stop, pleeease staaawp!"

Steve removed his thumb slowly, and allowed Debra to settle.

The first thing Debra recognized when she had gathered herself was the big grin on Steve's face. "Fuck, shit. What happened?" She propped herself onto her elbows to look at her pussy and saw the wet mess on the seats of the three-seater. "Shit! Did I do all of that?"

Steve nodded. "So, where would you rate me out of ten?"

Debra bit her lip. "I don't know, you're off the scale."

Steve smiled at her as he lowered his torso over Debra. "So, I've earned my right to fuck you?" He helped Debra's hand onto his dick. "You can have the honor to guide me in."

Debra sighed contentedly as Steve's dick pierced her lips and slowly filled her vagina. She grinned. "You're way bigger than my toys."

Steve looked at her. "Am I your first man?" It was on top of his bucket list, to have sex with a virgin, to be the first man to have sex with a woman.

Debra shook her head. "You are also bigger than my ex-boyfriend, we had sex three times that one night. He was the only man I had sex with before you."

When he was balls-deep in, Steve felt his balls churning and looked at Debra. "Well then, you know what to expect from a short, but wild fuck." Although he couldn't go deeper, he thrust his hips into Debra. Her large boobs gyrated, which caused Steve's dick to tuck inside her vagina.

Debra gasped from the impact. "I hope your filling skills are as good as your eating skills. Go for it!"

Steve's dick tucked again. "Did I hear right? You want me to fill your pussy? Are you sure?"

Debra nodded. "I have never been filled before. My boyfriend always used condoms."

Steve's dick grew rock hard. His dick may not be the first to visit this tight pussy, but he would be the first to fill her with loads of baby batter. Then he realized that Debra was lesbian. "Are you on birth control?"

Debra shook her head. "No, but it is safe, I expect my period to start in less than a week!"

Steve made a quick check on his sex-education classes back in school. The danger period is the week before, up to the day after ovulation, which is roughly two weeks before the start of the woman's period. "Okay then, let's fill your pussy." He pulled back and slammed his dick hard back in.

Steve then settled into a rhythm and soon approached his own release. He checked with Debra. "I'm about to come, should I pull out?"

Debra shook head and wrapped her legs around Steve's waist, locking her feet behind his back. "No, I want it inside. I want to experience a creampie."

"Heeeaaarrrghhh!" Steve thrust hard into Debra, plastering strings of baby batter onto her cervix. He kept the pressure up, while more strings got pumped out of his staff. He pulled back and thrust again until he started to relax. When he had restored his breathing, Steve rolled off Debra. "I guess we should clean up."

Debra took Steve's hand. "I think I'm converted. You're welcome to join me in the shower for another fuck. And when we're done, I want you to join me in my bed and fuck me there again, and again. I've missed out on a real dick for too long and want to catch up."

Steve looked at Debra. "Shouldn't we clean this up before going to bed?"

Debra smiled and flipped the upholstered cushions over. "The damage is now hidden. I can wash the material later when everyone is gone." She pulled him towards the shower. "I want you to take me from behind in the shower. I'm cock-starved."

****

Late night at the farm:

Ingrid lay in a fetal position on her bed, sobbing quietly. She was ashamed of herself for not being strong enough to resist Dirk's advances. She had taken a sleeping pill and covered her eyes with a mask, hoping to be rescued by peaceful sleep.

She inhaled deeply, with liquids seeping down her buttocks. Regretting that she hadn't persisted in her search for panty-liners, which she knew she had, Ingrid patted the bedside table for the paper towel roll. She tore a sheet off, folded it in two and rolled it into a short tube.

Ingrid lifted her top leg and exchanged the soaked roll, in her folds, with the new one, hoping it would be the last exchange. "Fuck, shit." Her whisper barely audible to herself, as she added the soaked roll onto the growing pile. "I have to be stronger, I'm not a ho."

As if to justify herself, she counted the number of men she had had sex with. First was Daniel at the after-party of the Matric-ball. After that, it was Rudy, whom she had married after she discovered that she was pregnant with his child. She had been celibate after Rudy's death, until Dirk had seduced her, tallying her body count to three.

She contemplated adding Steve to the tally, but preferred to think that he only reached 'third base', he didn't make it to home plate because he hadn't conquered her pussy. She suppressed the nagging thought that his dick did slip into her pussy for a few strokes, shivered, and decided to rather 'count sheep' to distract her thoughts.

The sleeping pill, thankfully, kicked in soon and pulled Ingrid into a peaceful sleep.

At the other end of the passage, Dirk was paging through the leather-bound journal he had discovered in his deceased father's cupboard, where it was stowed away in a back corner. He had gone through the four sections of the journal before, and checked if there was more to the journal than his initial assessment.

The journal contained the records of couples who had sex in 'The Archives' dating back to 1896. The Archives, as the secluded cave behind a waterfall's curtain in the mountain forest became known over the years, was selected as the place where Dirk's great-great-grandfather, Rudolph, had deflowered his bride, Dorothy. They also scratched out a mark on the cave's walls to commemorate the event. The mark consisted of an X with their initials scratched into the top (R) and bottom (D) spaces and the year (96), in the left and right spaces.

When Dirk's great-grandfather, also named Rudolph, similarly deflowered his bride, Monique, in the same cave in 1925, they too left their scratched out mark on the cave's wall in the same style.

Soon afterwards, this great-grandfather's favorite sister, Helen, convinced her brother to allow her to leave her mark when her husband deflowered her. He eventually gave in, on the condition that another section of the cave wall was used. His intention was to restrict the initial area with marks to the farm's owner's first sex in the cave with his wife.

Rudolph, realizing that this admission could open a floodgate of requests from family, decided to keep records of these 'events' in a journal, the one Dirk was reading. The records were split up into 'The Vault' where the farm owner's records would be recorded, and 'The Safe' where the owner's siblings' records would be recorded. This was the birth of the name 'The Archives' for the cave.

Rudolph's brother-in-law died, and with Helen's second marriage looming, she once again convinced her brother that the newlyweds could have their first sex in the cave and leave their mark. Rudolph gave in, and suggested that the mark should be a plus sign, because she was no longer a virgin, with their initials in the top two spaces, and the year, scratched into the bottom two spaces.

When Helen got pregnant, she begged her brother to allow another adaptation onto the mark they had left - a circle around the mark would signify that the sex a couple had in the cave had led to a pregnancy.

The existence of 'The Archives' soon came to the attention of cousins, neighbors and close friends, and more requests to be part of the tradition of 'The Archives' were made. Rudolph eventually relented, and allowed a section of the rock-face outside the cave be used, which he named 'The Library'. The one strict condition, because he wasn't running a brothel, was that the couple who had sex in 'The Archives' must be married. This condition was later relaxed to couples in a serious relationship.

The fourth section was called 'The Notebook'. Dirk's father had started this section, and it contained records of couples in no relationship whatsoever. He had started it, when the pregnant sister of a neighbor tricked Dirk's father into having sex with her in The Archives, when he was eighteen years old. Luckily, this section had only four records.

Dirk shook his head and got out of bed. He should add two more. Steve had sex in 'The Archives' with both his Alta and Wilma earlier in the week and left their marks on the boulder near the cave.

When done, Dirk flipped the book closed, the last bundle of pages flapped against the remaining page, leaving the back cover temporarily exposed. Dirk's heart skipped a beat - he was sure there were pages tucked into the leather-cover's inside sleeve.

His curiosity got the better of him. He opened the back and slid the pages out. He gasped as he noticed the title given on the last page - 'Cheat Sheet'!

A boost of adrenalin got injected into his body and he started to read. It was a confession of his great-grandfather, Rudolph, that he had cheated on his wife, Monica, claiming that he had to 'confess' what he had done. He also admitted that 'the acts' didn't happen in 'The Archives', but in his own bedroom.

The confession piqued Dirk's interest and he flipped the last page over. After reading his great-grandfather's confessions, he snorted, whispering to himself, 'That prude old bastard had a thing for his wife's cousin to cheat on his wife, three times - every time she had to attend to an out-of-town family crisis.'

He flipped the next page over to see if there was more, his heart racing. To his surprise, the words were in a woman's fine handwriting. It was his great-grandmother, Monique's, writing. She must have written it, when she had discovered the journal, after her husband's death.

She revealed that she had set her husband up, to get her cousin, Olivia, pregnant. She had exaggerated the family crises, which she had to attend to, and planned her trip at the time that Olivia would be receptive, hoping that her cousin could seduce her husband. It worked every time.

She added the names and dates of Olivia's children-- Anne was born in 1931, Paul in 1933 and Nicole in 1943. Dirk gasped, he recognized the names. Paul, the farm manager, was Granny Aletta's half-brother! He flipped another page, but the next page was clean. He took a deep breath when he slid the pages back into the flap. These pages should remain hidden.

Dirk walked to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, he had to do something to calm his nerves. The steady breathing from Ingrid's bedroom told him that she was sleeping peacefully. Once in the kitchen, he drank a glass and poured a second, to take back to his room. He only noticed how the glass shook in his hand from the rattling sound when he placed the class on his study desk. He took one sip, switched off the light and slipped in under the duvet, unsure if he would be able to close an eye.

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After midnight in the suburbs:

Heidi slipped into the shower behind Erik's back, and reached for his dick. "Thank you for waking me up in bed, for allowing me to make up for last night." She nudged him to turn around and went onto her knees to take his helmet into her mouth.

Erik moaned and wrapped his hands around Heidi's head. "You know I can't stay angry at you for too long. Besides, Dirk may have been in your fantasies, but that lifesaver has never fucked you!" He could feel his dick getting hard. "Can I do it in your pussy again?"

Heidi smiled. "Sure." She stood up, turned around and leaned forward against the wall. She mewled contentedly, as Erik filled her up while cupping a breast with one hand, and pulling her hips into him with his other.

Wet slapping sounds, when Erik's hips slammed into Heidi, soon filled the bathroom. Heidi reached for her clit, and soon, a shiver ran through her body as an orgasmic tremor overwhelmed her. "Ooohhh fuck!" She arched her back, pushing her pussy further back.

"Rrrhhhaaarrrlll!" It didn't take Erik long to fill Heidi's pussy with a new load of batter.

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Early morning at the farm:

"Dirk, telephone!" Ingrid was calling from the patio.

"No, hold it there." Jolindi got hold of Dirk's head to ensure his tongue worked her clit. "I'm almost there," she mewled contentedly, as Dirk's tongue swirled around het clitoris.

Dirk knew he couldn't keep Ingrid waiting for too long and slid his middle finger out of Jolindi's pussy, leaving his index finger inside. Then, unexpectedly, he shoved his middle finger into Jolindi's anus, while driving his index finger back into her vagina.

"Fuckfuck, yesss... fuuuuck." Jolindi's body started to tremble when the orgasm ripped through her body. "Shit fuck! That was intense."

Dirk looked apologetically at Jolindi. "Sorry, I have to go." He pulled his swimming trunks up from his knees and over his hips. "Come over for a cold drink when you are ready."

Dirk rushed into the house and looked at Ingrid on his way to the telephone. "Who is it?"

Ingrid grinned. "Your ex-girlfriend's twin brother. Do you think she wants to make up?" She secretly hoped that Dirk's romance with Melissa could be restored. He had been loyal to her while they dated. It would make it easier for her to remain celibate.

"Hallo Ingrid!" Jolindi's voice startled Ingrid, who didn't expect a visitor.

"Hallo Jolindi, nice to see you. How are you doing?"

Jolindi shrugged her shoulders. "Good under the circumstances, I guess."

Ingrid raised her eyebrows. "Circumstances?"

Jolindi sighed. "I guess you haven't heard. I'm fifteen weeks pregnant after being gang-raped in a night club." She pulled her T-shirt tight to show Ingrid the beginning of her baby-bump.

A shiver ran down Ingrid's spine. "Are you going to keep the baby?"

Jolindi nodded, but Dirk interrupted them from the passage before she could elaborate. "Ivan invited Steve and me for a pool party. Would you like to tag along? He said it would be okay. He said 'the more, the merrier. Even Pierre would be welcome."

Jolindi shook her head. "I don't think so, not in my condition."

Dirk smiled at her. "Can't be worse than being all alone the entire day. Come on, be a sport."

"Okay, I guess there is nothing to lose."

"Good." Dirk turned back into the passage to give feedback to Ivan.

Ingrid was still curious. "How did it happen? Being raped must have been awful."

Jolindi looked at Ingrid. "It wasn't as awful while, I was being raped, as one would think. I was spiked and unconscious for most of the time. I only saw a new face on top of me the few times I came to. The worst part was realizing that I was pregnant, and waiting for the results of the STD tests - luckily, I'm clean."

Ingrid took Jolindi's shoulder and gave her a comforting squeeze. "Let me know if I can help in any way."

Dirk handed Jolindi a glass of Pepsi. "Have this while I call Steve and Alta." He looked Jolindi up and down, she wore one of Pierre's long T-shirts to conceal her skimpy bikini, and her towel hung around her neck. "You'll pass the dress code like this." His gaze shifted to Ingrid. "Do you have Steve's pal's number? And Sharon's to invite Alta and Wilma."

Ingrid nodded. "I wrote Sharon's numbers down in my room. I didn't get Steve's friend's number, but I have their address. Let me get those for you." She was secretly glad that Dirk would be out of the house for the rest of the day. She shook her head as she handed only Sharon's number to Dirk. "Steve must have taken the address with him."

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At the pool party:

Alta joined Wilma, Marli and Frederic in the kitchen, each one holding a mug. She had just showered and was surprised by the amount of their juices that had dried on her thigh. "Ahh, coffee!" She walked to the percolator and poured herself coffee.

Marli looked at Alta. "Did you sleep well? I heard some moans around midnight."

Alta blushed. "I did, until the knock of Sharon's headboard woke me." She bit her lip and her eyes lit up. "You must have heard the moans from your sister's bedroom."

Marli wasn't finished. "Any idea what happened to my cucumber? I planned to make cucumber and cream cheese sandwiches, but now it's missing." She winked in Wilma's direction.

Alta's blush intensified. "Uhmmm... errr... well, we..."

Marli helped her out. "You two used it as a toy when the action in the room next door got hot." She waved her finger between Alta and Wilma.

Alta nodded and took a sip of coffee. "Sorry..."

Marli continued, pointing at the two drinks glasses with a banana in each of them. "Any idea what this strange gooey coating on them is?"

Wilma chuckled when it seemed as if Alta couldn't handle the interrogation. "Relax pal, I spilled the beans. Marli thought that we were into each other, and I said we are good friends, not girlfriends. Then I told her everything about the bananas and the cucumber. I admitted to her that I enjoyed the pleasures of another woman, but I would still prefer a real dick."

"What's that? You're not girlfriends?" It was Dawn's voice. She looked at everyone in the kitchen and smiled proudly. "I made Sharon a woman last night."

Marli shook her head. "I also thought I was a woman after I popped my cherry with my mother's vibrator. But I realized that it was a foolish idea once I tested a real dick." She looked at Dawn. "Wouldn't you agree? You had a real dick in your pussy, didn't you?"

Dawn blushed. "I did, my cousin popped my cherry during the winter holidays. And it is different."

Marli continued. "And was it any good?"

Dawn blushed. "Not the first time, but afterwards, I guess it was real good."

Marli put a condom in Frederick's hand. "I hear the shower running, will you help my sister to become a real woman?"

Dawn chased after Frederic. "Wait for me, I want to be part of it!" She stopped in the door and looked at Marli. "Would you mind if he does me as well? I am on birth control."

The telephone rang as the shower's door closed behind Frederic and Dawn. Marli excused herself to answer and came back, looking at Alta. "It's your brother. I think he wants to find out if you are ready to go home.

Alta looked at Wilma after talking to Dirk. "Ivan and Melissa are hosting a pool party. Dirk wants to know if we're in."

Wilma's chuckle was drowned by a yelp from the shower. "I guess it can't get any wilder than this pool party... I'm in!"

Soon, a whimpering over the splatter of the shower could be heard...

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At Debra's:

Erik lured Steve outside. "So, did you reach third base and eat her pussy?"

Steve smiled wide. "Fuck third base, I made a home run and passed with flying colors. She even had me pump my load into her pussy. Not once, I did it four times." He chuckled. "By the way, thanks for swapping 'Home Alone' with the movie of that nymphomaniac of a real estate agent."

Erik blushed. "Fuck, I thought I'd cleared my tracks." Then he looked at Steve. "Did you watch it all the way?"

Steve shook his head. "No, but the cunnilingus scene was a real ice-breaker. After that, I focused on your sister."

With the men not in earshot, Heidi got curious. "Did Steve try his luck with you?"

The sparkle in Debra's eyes gave her away, even before she spoke. "Hell, yes. Trust me, he knows how to eat pussy. You'll miss out if you don't try it."

Heidi's eyes went open in surprise. "Really?"

Debra nodded and smiled. "He kept me on the edge of an orgasm for several minutes. It was torture, I begged him to make me come?"

Heidi frowned. "I thought you said he was good, now you're telling me that what it was torture, and you begged him to make you come? That doesn't tie up with the praises I heard of his skills?"

Debra chuckled. "Torture, but in a good way. When I finally orgasmed, I even squirted, I had never squirted before. Trust me, the man's tongue knows how to drive a woman's happy button."

Their gossip was cut short when the men entered. Steve looked at Debra. "Can I call my pal to pick me up? I guess I'll be overstaying my welcome soon."

Debra looked at him. "Nonsense, you're more than welcome to stay for another day. Tell him to pick you up tomorrow, I'll give him the address when you are done."

Steve dialed, and after a lengthy discussion, he handed the handset to Debra. "He wants your address."

Debra looked at Steve. "Didn't you tell him that you are staying another night?"

Steve shook his head. "I did, but he had invited me to a pool party at his ex-girlfriend's place, and, after what he told me about her, I'm dying to meet her and her twin brother." He looked at the other three with a sly smile. "If they give me half a chance, I'll let them play a strip game with dares." He looked at Debra. "And you know well where that may lead to. He said there may be up to five puss-- five girls and five guys." He looked at Heidi, who looked dejected. "Sorry, I know Debra sung my tongue's praises, but you are going to miss out. Unless..."

Heidi frowned, curiously, but she glanced at Erik, suppressing any further reaction.

Curious, Erik looked at Steve. "Unless what?"

"Unless you want to join the party tomorrow. Dirk said the party may well spill over into tomorrow, and they may need new participants. I told him I'd invite you for tomorrow. He gave me his pal's number so we can confirm."

It wasn't Steve's offered opportunity to eat her pussy that had piqued Heidi's interest, it was the name of his friend - Dirk!

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