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After the Saturday movie adventure, I stayed away from the pool, not sure how to act around the girls. I was a lust-filled fool; I wouldn’t say I was in “love” with either Barb or Bren, but I loved the moments with them. It was uncomfortable to be around then not knowing if they knew what the other had done with me.It was now late July and the best summer of my life was fast drawing to a close and school would start soon. I arranged to hang out for few days with a school buddy across town.Brad was a favorite among the girl in class, as was his older brother. He didn’t think about his status; he was just a cool guy to hang out with. We started chatting about girls and such after getting settled in his spare bedroom.We were playing Duck Hunt in the basement when it started. I asked about his girlfriend and chatted about them and if he had kissed her, felt her tits or played with her ass. Being the cool cat that he was, he didn’t want to brag but told me about getting to play with her tits at a movie.The conversation turned a little more sexual when he asked about me and anyone I was interested in. I didn’t mention names but told him about admiring Barb’s ass and getting caught beating off down by the pond. We carried on for a few more games before calling it a night.After getting ready for bed, Brad came by the room and told me to come to his room in an hour; he had something to show me. I had no idea what he was going to show me, but I wasn’t prepared for what I walked into; that’s for sure.As I approached kaçak iddaa his door, it wasn’t closed all the way, so I just pushed into the room. I found Brad with a small lamp on next to his bed, a pile of magazines next to him and him beating off with one hand and a magazine in the other.He saw me walk in and said, “Damn it,” as he tried to cover up his swollen cock. I just chuckled and told him that he couldn’t make fun of me now because he had just been caught as well.He laughed it off and said, “Well…mind if I finish?” Shaking my head, I picked up one of the magazines and started to flip through the pages. As I did so, my dick was instantly rock hard. Here were pictures of the most beautiful women I had ever seen and they were naked! This was my first introduction to the world of porn.I drooled over the layout of women posed in various positions and “read” the bios and got hung up on the favorite sex act to perform or have performed on them question. It seemed to me, in my lust -illed mind, that they all liked the same thing: oral sex. I had no idea what this was but needed to find out and quickly.After flipping through the layouts, I found the “letters” section and started reading them as I joined Brad stroking the shit out of my cock. I read a letter where the guy described loving to “eat” his girl’s pussy and how it made her squirt. I mean, for me, he went into graphic detail about where he started, what he did, the attention he paid to her clit and the results of his work.This pushed me over the top, kaçak bahis and I exploded all over my t-shirt, shorts and Brad’s blanket. It seems that I wasn’t the only one, as Brad’s load landed on the blanket and some even made it to my hand.We laughed about it, cleaned up our mess and promised to never talk about this, ever! After getting cleaned up, I went back to the spare room and fell fast asleep. In the morning we ate breakfast, played a pickup game of basketball and did the usual teenage boy during the summer things.A couple of days later, I made it home with a newfound desire. I wanted to eat a pussy. I wanted Bren’s, but would take anyone’s in reality. I lay in bed, hand wrapped firmly around my dick, precum oozing from the head, slowly stroking it into submission, trying to formulate a plan to lick a pussy!I didn’t have long to wait; the end of July brought about the end of summer break and the start of school. It also brought Barb’s birthday bash. Every year that I had been invited, it always seemed to be better than the year before. This year, it was going to be a pool party and they had about thirty teens scheduled to attend.When I arrived, the pool was packed with teenage bodies. The guys were laughing and splashing; the girls were screaming, sunbathing and running around the pool trying to stay out of the splash fest that was going on.Looking around for the birthday girl, I found Bren looking at me, smiling with that I-know-you-had-fun type of smile and Tricia just hanging out with some of the illegal bahis other girls sunbathing. Then I found Barb, surrounded by five or six guys all trying to get her attention. She locked eyes with me and winked. I felt a sudden rush of blood to a familiar part of my anatomy.As the party worn on, partygoers started to leave and the night started to die down. I hung out on the pool deck enjoying the warm night air, trying to figure out how to get Bren alone and how to get her panties off!It was getting late, around 11 or so, and the only light was the pool light at the deep end, which was casting that eerie glow broken up by the ripples of the pool.Lost in my thoughts about eating pussy and making Bren cum, I never heard her walk up and push me in the pool. I came up sputtering water out of my mouth and nose when the splash washed over me again.After recovering from the near drowning I had just gone through, I found Barb smiling at me hanging on to the pool ladder. She whispered to me that she knew. Confused, I asked her what she knew. She chuckled and whispered again that she knew. The look of terror mixed with confusion on my face made her whisper to me, “Back to the Future.” I was mortified; she laughed loudly and said not to worry, the secret was safe with her.This safety would come with a cost, as Barb went on to explain in quick, hushed tones. It seems that Bren couldn’t take the feeling anymore and had to tell someone about what it felt like to have someone else make you cum. She had spilled it all: the pleasing of herself, the feeling of my hand on her over her panties, what it felt like to have my finger find her slick pussy, the magic that happened when I touched her clit and the kiss at the end.
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