Marion's Bedroom

KABOOM!

The thunder clap and lightning bolt were simultaneous.

I don't know how long I was out, but when I regained consciousness, my head was cradled in Marion Simmons lap and Karen Zolton was kneeling beside me, holding my hand.

I was lying on the grass, just outside of Marion's bedroom.

My Harley Davidson was lying on it's side a couple of meters away.

Beyond that was the smoldering remnants of a massive Maple tree.

It was raining... hard.

As the fog in my brain subsided, I struggled to make sense of my current dilemma.

Slowly, I managed to piece my last memories together.

I had just turned into my friend's driveway. Then came the loudest noise and brightest flash of light I had ever known.

"I'll call an ambulance." Karen spoke.

Aside from the ringing in my ears, I felt no pain. "I don't think that's necessary."

"Let's help him up." Marion spoke.

The two young women assisted me toward the nearby open patio door to Marion's bedroom.

They sat me on her bed, and although my knee was throbbing, I was certain I had suffered no serious injury.

Marion left the room and returned moments later with a large towel and terry bath robe. "Dry yourself off. You can use Robert's robe. We're going to change."

My name is Trent Gallow. Robert Simmons is my best friend and Marion's twin brother.

Karen is Marion's BFF.

If our school had an official Nerd's Club, they would have been President and Vice President.

We were all 18, graduated from high school just a month earlier.

When the girls returned, I was dry and robed.

Marion was dressed in a short terry cloth bathrobe similar to the one i now wore.

Karen wore a colourful full length silk shift. I was pretty certain she had nothing on under it.

Karen's short red hair had been dried, but left messy. Her large hazel eyes sparkled when she smiled. She smiled a lot. The most striking feature of this petit teen was the large freckles that covered her face.

Karen reclined on Marion's bed with her hands behind her head. The thin silk fabric clung to her body, prominently highlighting her small breasts and pointed nipples. It was the first time i noticed that Karen Zolton was actually pretty cute.

Marion, on the other hand, was a green eyed blond, a little on the chubby side. She had just always been my friend's sister. I guess I had never given her a second look.

She sat leaning against the headboard with her knees tucked up to her chest, I was looking now.

From my prone position on the foot of her bed, her short robe did nothing to conceal her pretty pink pussy.

Karen's eyes got bigger as she noticed my penis swelling beneath my robe.

When she looked toward Marion, the reason for my arousal became clear.

"Uh Marion. You are kind of exposed." she chuckled. "You're giving Trent a boner."

Embarrassed, Marion turned and rolled on to her stomach now facing me, propped up on her elbows. The new position did nothing to diminish my erection, as I now had a clear view of her cleavage.

"I don't think that's much better." Karen laughed.

Out of the blue, Marion asked. "So Trent. Have you had a lot of sex?"

When I left the question unanswered, Karen spoke. "We know about you and Penny Stone after Grad. Has there been others?"

Penny had been my prom date. I was unattached and had not intended to even go to the prom. It surprised me when Penny asked me, but I said yes.

She had a reputation of being a 'fun' girl and after the dance she asked me to skip the after party and take her home.

Initially I thought the date was over, but she led me to room and took my virginity.

In all honesty, I gave it willingly.

"He's not talking." Marion said. "We may have to water board him for answers."

"We overheard Penny telling some of the other girls about your 'date'." Karen continued. "She said you have a nice penis."

"I believe the words she used was "awesome cock". Marion laughed. "Can we see it?"

I blushed and was getting redder by the second. I was also getting harder as the two young women flanked me.

Marion pushed me to my back as Karen worked at the knot of the belt holding my robe closed.

Impatiently, Marion pulled the garment apart and gasped as my fully erect member was freed.

"Wow." Karen exclaimed. "It is a nice one. Have you ever seen one as big as this?"

Marion demurely confessed, "It's the first one I've ever seen for real."

Both girls moved to get a closer look and Marion tentatively reached out and captured the drop of precum that had oozed out.

"I dare you to taste it." Karen challenged her.

Marion hesitated and then brought her finger to the tip of her tongue.

"It's better than I thought it would be."

Karen leaned in and sought a taste for herself, going straight to the source. My cock jumped when her tongue made contact.

Marion gave no resistance when I undid the belt on her robe and pulled it apart.

Her soft natural breasts surprised me. They were capped by large dark areolas and long soft nipples. They were fuller than I had imagined. My eyes travelled down to her full blond bush, before she shyly moved her hand to cover herself.

An instant after I gently pinched one of her nipples and felt it harden,

Karen took the tip of my cock into her mouth and tongued my slit.

Somehow, I managed to keep from erupting into Karen's soft warm mouth. I had no complaints about the attention I was getting from Karen, but my real desire was to deposit my load deep inside Marion.

"I want to fuck you." I told Marion.

"Do you have protection? I'm a virgin."

"Not with me."

Karen released my cock and removed her garment as she stood. "I'm on the pill. fuck me."

Like her face, her slender body was completely freckled.

Her tits were tiny with small hard pink nipples. A small patch of red hair decorated her pubic area.

Despite how slim she was, her ass was nicely shaped. She reclined on the bed, opening her legs wide, inviting me to take her in the missionary position.

I could wait no longer and lined my rod up to enter her wet pussy.

Karen winced as my cock stretched her vagina, but she gamely pushed into me until I was deeply lodged inside her.

Marion sat near Karen's head and I watched her begin to play with herself, getting more aroused by the second.

Karen and I found a pleasant rhythm and I sensed she would soon orgasm.

I increased the pace as I watched her face contort, prior to climaxing.

A moment later, I could hold back no longer and spurted my load into Karen's tight cunt.

When we regained some composure, Marion was still masturbating, frustrated that she could not reach a climax of her own.

Karen reached out to fondle Marion's breast and then leaned in and took the nipple of the other into her mouth and sucked gently.

I pushed Marion's hand away and buried my face between her thighs, eager to get my first taste of a woman's juices. I slipped a finger in and started a gentle motion.

When my tongue found her clit, she thrashed and moaned loudly. "I'm cumming... don't stop... oooooh... now... now."

I made love to Karen again and manually brought Marion to another orgasm.

We all fell asleep together in Marion's bed.

Returning from a bathroom break in the middle of the night, I detoured past the unoccupied master suite.

Standing in the open door, memories of two years prior rushed back.

On that occasion as I passed by, Robert's mother had just come out of the bathroom, stark naked, freezing me in place in the exact same spot that I stood now.

Michelle Simmons was oblivious to my presence at first, but noticed me when she turned.

I marveled at the full frontal exposure of her toned athletic mature body.

I could have sworn that Michelle had a bit of a mischievous smile as she turned unhurriedly and withdrew to her dressing room.

In the past two years since that incident, there was never any mention of it.

I could swear I saw that same smile several times when no one else was around.

From that day forward, she had a starring role in my masturbating fantasies, including my most recent one this very morning.

Michelle Simmons had been my introduction to the charms of a mature woman. I learned to appreciate older women in general, to the point where they became my fantasizing preference.

As I made my way back to it Marion's bed, it occurred to me to check Robert's room.

Eureka!

I found a packet of condoms in his bedside table.

Marion was awake when I got back to her room. Her eyes got big and a beaming smile crossed her face as I rolled a condom onto my raging erection.

While Karen slept, Marion pushed me on my back and knelt above me.

She tentatively took the tip of my cock into her engorged pussy.

Moving in slow motion, she lowered herself, taking me in inch by inch. She winced and stopped.

She pushed again until I was fully lodged inside her.

For the moment, I managed to stay still until she began rocking her hips. Gradually she increased the tempo and I was even more aroused as I watched her swaying breasts.

It was then that I saw Karen was awake and watching us. Soon Marion was panting as her orgasm began.

At it's peek, she moved more rapidly, clenching my cock inside her. It was at that moment I felt Karen's hand squeezing my balls and I filled the condom with my spunk.

The next morning as I prepared to leave for home, I wondered if my Harley would run.

I had not given it a single thought since Marion and Karen took me into their care.

My inspection showed a broken mirror and the gas tank was scratched.

The starter cranked and a moment later the sweet rumbling sound of the engine filled my ears.

As I donned my helmet, Karen stood naked in the the open doorway to Marion's room and waved.

Marion was beside me.

She had a soulful look as she leaned in to kiss me goodbye and whispered, "I'm going on the pill as soon as possible."

As I motored toward the street, a white Porsche turned into the driveway.

Michelle's Boxter convertible slowed, almost stopping as she passed.

She looked me directly in the eyes.

This time, there was no mistaking the mischievous smile my friend's mother flashed.