18

A few days before my 18th birthday, my parents bought a house just outside of town. To tell you the truth, I was pissed about their decision, as it cost me my friends and forced me into a new community college. I was apprenticing to be an electrician. Now that I think about it, it was probably their best decision. That house was one of those once-in-a-lifetime finds. It was isolated on a cul-de-sac, between two other houses, and backed onto a heavily forested escarpment. It became our island of peace in a sea of chaos. The house itself was laid out on a half-acre lot and was finished with stacked stone on one end and floor-to-ceiling glass on the other. The first time I saw it, I thought it was a shithole. The previous owner, a little old lady, had decked every room in baby-crap yellow shag and eye-clashing floral print wallpaper. After the renovation, the place was back to its original design, and it was gorgeous.

When that school year started, I fell into a new routine. I raced home, changed my clothes, and then grabbed my bike to hang out with friends until supper time. That lasted until one long weekend when I ignored my lawn care duties one time too many. When I arrived home, my father was waiting for me, and he was pissed. Then, I did something really foolish and talked back. This earned me a week's detention, which turned into two. If only I could keep my mouth shut.

So there I was, home alone and stuck in my room, when I heard a car door slam. When I looked out, I saw Linda, our next-door neighbour, and a new divorcee. Her husband had been caught shagging a 16-year-old house sitter and dog walker. Anyway, Linda, in my opinion, was a real bombshell. She was in her late 30s or early 40s, with long red hair and had the body of a 20-year-old. Upon entering through the front door, she came out onto the back patio, wearing a two-piece. Well, it would have been if she had worn the top. After several laps, she got out and sunbathed next to the pool. To tell you the truth, my eyes were glued to her large, gorgeous tits the entire time. They were full, with large pink, stiff nipples, and, when she moved, they jiggled like stiff jello.

As she headed back into the house, I thought the show was over. But she reemerged with a glass of wine and headed for the hot tub. As she got in and turned the jets on low, she closed her eyes and slowly sipped her drink until her glass was empty. After putting it aside, she turned the jets on high, reached under the water and pulled off her swimsuit. For the next several minutes, nothing appeared to be happening until she began to fondle her tits. As she twisted and pulled her nipples, she began to gasp. Then, as she flushed red and came with a loud groan, I spewed all over myself. But the show wasn't over. She continued to play with her tits until her body stiffened a second time when I came even harder. Then, as she turned the water off and headed back inside, I desperately tried to get another glimpse of her snatch.

This situation lasted another six months, until Bob entered the scene. He was a tall, handsome man in his mid-forties. When I first saw him sitting in the tub, across from Linda, I was envious, well, until he stood. The guy looked like he had mugged a horse, and the horse got the shitty end of the stick in the deal. They made it as far as the patio door before he pulled her down to the lounger. As they fucked, she came several times in quick succession before he creamed her. This lasted until they got married and moved away.

After that, the house stood empty for several months until our new neighbours arrived. As they surveyed their new acquisition, I thought they were childless. Then, as they unpacked, Janet, their daughter, stepped out onto the patio and headed for the pool. I had such a huge crush on her. I shared classes with her and her friends, Cindy and Helen.

To describe her in a word, she was drop-dead gorgeous. She was five feet three, with long, auburn hair and an hourglass shape. Several guys at school called her fat, but I thought she was perfectly proportioned. Then there was Helen, a tall, slender, athletic redhead with small tits and a really tight ass. The last member of the trio was Cindy, a short, slender, raven-haired, Asian girl, maybe five feet tall, if she stood on her tiptoes, and 95 lbs, when wet. She reminded me of an Asian doll. At school, these girls had the reputation of 'putting out' or, at least, that is what several guys claimed. They said as soon as they were in the backseat, they immediately went to third base and scored. Although I would take their word with a grain of salt. Most teens I know bragged, exaggerated and/or outright lied about success with women.

Anyway, later that day, as her parents were watching TV, Janet came out and sat in the hot seat. As the water jets purred on low, she lulled before turning the jets on high. Instantly, she sat up and gasped. Then, as she braced against the tub, she worked her hips back and forth until she threw her head back, covered her mouth with her hand, and tried to stifle a groan. God, what a gorgeous sight.

On the following day, as I trailed them home and shamelessly ogled their asses, Janet stopped to describe her experience in the hot tub, saying one of the water jets had been misaligned, and she came like a rocket. Then, as I slowly walked past them, she invited Helen and Cindy over for a try. Helen accepted immediately, but Cindy replied, "No, I can't, I have gymnastics in 30 minutes and I can't afford to miss any more time or, for that matter, be late," as she glanced at her watch. As they separated, I rushed home in anticipation. Then, as I sat naked and next to the window, I slowly stroked my erection in anticipation until I heard them on the patio. As I carefully looked out, I saw them in the hot tub.

As Helen made herself comfortable, Janet asked, "Are you ready?" Then, before Helen could answer, Janet flicked the switch on high. Immediately, Helen gasped in pleasure.

As she closed her eyes and braced against the tub, she moaned, "Oh my god. Please, I can't do it, it's too much," when Janet turned the switch to low. Then, as Helen purred, "Oh wow, I thought my heart was going to explode," Janet quickly returned the switch to high. Immediately, Helen fought to control herself as she braced against the tub, gritted her teeth, and closed her eyes. Several minutes later, she groaned very loudly and came. As her body convulsed in extreme pleasure, I exploded onto the wall like a volcano, before covering my hand in goo. As Helen then hammered at the switch, Janet turned the water off. At that point, she collapsed against the back of the tub and purred, "Oh my God, I needed that," then ran her hands over her body before tweaking her very erect nipples through the material of her top. As Janet reached for the switch a second time, Helen gasped, "No. Don't. I can't, my heart will explode".

Several minutes later, they switched positions and, as Janet worked her hips, she arched her back and squeezed her tits. As she pinched her nipples, a long guttural groan escaped through her lips, and she came.

After that, as they lulled in the water, Helen said, "Oh my gosh, my legs are like putty."

Janet replied, "Ah, I know. I was afraid my parents would catch me," and then, they both laughed.

On the following day, it was Cindy's turn in the hot seat. As Helen flipped the switch, Cindy cooed, "Ooohhh," and then closed her eyes. Over the next several minutes, she seemed immune to the pressure of the roiling water between her thighs until she begged, "Oh my gosh, turn it off, I can't take it anymore."

On the following Monday, as I trailed them home, they stopped and formed a line in front of me. As I approached, I feared the worst. Had I been caught ogling their asses, or watching them in the tub? As Janet and Helen then linked arms with me, Janet said, "You know, you don't have to peek through the curtains. You can join us in the tub, if you want," when I blushed down to the soles of my feet.

Helen then continued, "Your arm must be getting so tired. I'd be so happy to give you a workout, if you would let me," then caressed the growing pecker through the material of my jeans. At that point, I couldn't believe my ears. I mean, here I was with three young hotties, and instead of being angry with me or calling me a pervert, they were offering a front-row seat.

I don't know where my bravery came from, but I quickly said, "Yea, sure, just let me get my swimsuit." Then, I raced home and as I found my trunks, I wondered who would be in the hot seat today. Would it be Janet and her magnificent tits, Helen with her cute smile or enigmatic Cindy? To tell you the truth, that question became irrelevant, because as soon as I rounded the corner, they were sitting in the hot tub, topless. As I faced Janet and Cindy, Helen flicked the jets on high. As the water then pounded against my calves, I could only imagine what it must be doing for Janet.

As she gasped, beads of sweat formed on her brow, when Helen said, "Why don't you take your suit off and join us?". So, I lifted my hips, pulled it off. Then, as it dropped to the ground, Helen's hand circled my cock, and as she caressed, it felt as if Janet and I were pacing on another. As Janet bit her lower lip and gasped, I could barely contain myself, and when she came, I blew my load like Mount Etna. God, was that ever good.

After that, as she caught her breath, Janet looked at me with pure lust and said, "Oh God, I'm so horny, I need a cock right now," then led me into the house. After drying off, she grabbed my cock and led me to her bed. I'd read, if you go down on a girl and make her come, she'll be yours forever. So, I knelt and bowed my head. Then, I parted her damp lips and slid two fingers into her. As I teased the tip of her clit with the flat of my tongue, she gasped and then her hips ground in tight circles. As they pumped, I placed her legs over my shoulders, rubbed the head of my cock against her, before pressing into her.

Then, As my strokes quickened, I thought, "Oh my God, she's so tight. She was like a vice." Then, I couldn't stop, and as I spooged inside of her, I was embarrassed by my lack of self-control. So, to redeem myself, I continued to pump, hoping she wouldn't notice my oopsie until I pulled out and painfully squeezed the base of my cock. As I slid back into her, my hips took on a life of their own. Soon my cock swelled a second time, and as I flooded into her. As I then pulled out, I watched my goo leak between the cheeks of her ass.

Later, as we rejoined her friends, Helen remarked, "Good god, girl, we thought you had forgotten us. We were about to form a search party and look for you."

On the following day, it was Helen's turn in the hot seat. After what I thought was a rather quick orgasm, Helen took my hand and said, "It's my turn now, lover boy". We made it as far as the living room couch before I took the towel from her hand. As I knelt between her thighs, I dipped my head and pulled her closer to the edge. At that point, I discovered the only hair that remained was a small patch just above her lips. Next, I discovered her outer lips were thinner in comparison to Janet's, but her inner lips were larger and wrinklier. These merged under the tip of her large clit. As I circled and flicked my tongue over it, Helen placed her hands on the back of my head before placing her legs over my shoulders. At that point, I wanted to prolong her pleasure for as long as possible. So, I alternately kissed her inner thighs and tongued her inner lips before taking her clit into my mouth.

Then, as I slid two fingers into her and hooked them, I thought, "Oh my god, is she ever wet." So, I thrashed the tip of her clit, and as Helen moaned, she tensed until she could no longer control herself. As her hips bucked like a wild horse, I tried to continue, but she pushed me away. So, I returned to kissing her inner thighs and outer lips until she calmed. At that point, I asked her to turn around and, as she knelt on the couch, I rubbed the head of my cock between her lips before pressing into her. As I pounded against her, I was trying to force that orgasm, but nothing seemed to work. So I continued to rapidly plow into her until Helen began to saw at the tip of her clit.

Almost immediately, she came violently, and then again, minutes later. "God fucking almighty, she so fucking hot," I thought, as I tried to psych myself to orgasm, but again, nothing happened. Five minutes later, my situation was totally reversed. As I held her hips and urgently pounded against her, I was desperately trying to last as long as possible before jetting inside of her.

Next in the hot seat was Cindy. As the water swirled between her thighs, she was as cool as a cucumber. I mean, her face barely betrayed her emotions. When I got her inside, I immediately went down on her and tried to provoke a stronger reaction, but I was unable to. So, I took this as my challenge, and slid two fingers into her. As her face scrunched, and the muscles of the pelvis pulsed, Cindy began to squirt. Then, as I lay in her wet spot, Cindy straddled my hips and took my cock into her hand and, after aligning the tip, pressed downwards. I thought I would tear her into two. I'm not saying I'm huge, but I am longer and thicker than average, and in her hands, I looked enormous.

Then, as she drove her hips down against my cock, I couldn't believe how excited she was. Within three strokes, my cock was glistening with lubrication, and within a dozen, a foam ring had formed around the base of my cock. As she closed her eyes, I ascended toward orgasm until I exploded inside of her like a volcano. After rolling her onto her back, I again attacked the tip of her clit until an even louder gasp burst through her lips. I have to say, there is no greater aphrodisiac than sucking on a girl's pussy for waking the dead, as I soon had her legs over my shoulders. Then, as I forcefully drove my hips against her, I spooged a second time and then, a third.

On the following day, it was my turn in the hot seat. As I rounded the corner, the only seat open was the hot seat. So I slid into it. Then, Janet flicked the switch from low to high. At that point, I wasn't expecting much, but as the water swirled around the head of my woody, it felt as if a hundred angel wings and lips were brushing against my cock. So I closed my eyes and, as I braced against the tub, I tried to find a better position, but I couldn't. So, I stood and then, as I jacked, Janet pulled my hand away and said, "No, that's for me to do." Then, she led me back towards the house, and we made it as far as the patio door.

As I sat in a chair, she straddled my lap. Then, as I slid into her and that sensation was truly out of this world. As her hips rose and fell, I felt that orgasm building, but instead of letting me cum, she got off my cock and squeezed the base until I regained control of myself. Then, as she knelt on a chair and looked over her shoulder wantonly, I got behind her, guided the tip of my cock until I was deep inside of her. At that point, I noticed we were being watched, so I decided to put on a show. As I really gave it to Janet, I closed my eyes and threw my head back. As I pounded against her. I groaned loudly until my muscles tensed. As I then creamed her, that sensation was truly out of this world. Doing it in public and before an audience added a completely new dimension to fucking that Janet and I would later explore in depth.

The rest of that school year was pure pleasure as we fucked like rabbits until Heather, then Cindy, found their boyfriends. Janet and I continued to enjoy each other's bodies until she went to university. Boy, was that ever great.