Back home for the Christmas break my mother caught up with me one night when Dad was working late. After the usual questions about school, boyfriends, plans and such she paused.

“Amber, can I ask you something?”

“Sure Mom.” I tried to act nonchalant, but this could get uncomfortable.

“There’s been, talk. Among the Moms after PTA. Rumors, just talk.”

“About what.” Oh fuck I thought, who talked.

“Sex parties. Girls having sex with lots of boys.”

“Oh Mom, that probably just gossip. Or old..um, Moms overreacting. Sure some of their daughters are having sex, it’s..”

“Yes I know. And you don’t have to say it, I know of course you’re on birth control, but..”

“Mom, yes, stuff happens.”

“So you know about some of this, these parties?”

“I may have heard some things, but I think it’s exaggerated.”

“Hmm.”

“Why? What?”

“You know your cousin Harold?”

“Yeah Harry, what about him.”

“My sister and Harold are coming for the holidays. Staying a week. She says she’d like him to meet some different people. He’s so shy around girls. Well, Aunt Sally is, concerned.”

“Oh Mom, so he’s shy. He’ll grow out of it.”

“A year in college and he’s still the same. Do you think you could take him along to holiday parties, maybe he’ll meet someone?”

“What? You want me to introduce him to the virgin busters?”

“So that is true!”

“Mom, it’s just a silly name we kid about.”

“For me?”

“Let me get this straight. I’m supposed to get cousin Harry laid over Christmas?”

“Amber! No need to be crude.”

“But?” Mom just looked away.

A couple days later Aunt Sally and Harold drove up to our house. I hadn’t seen Harold in 2 or 3 years. He seemed to be a perfectly regular 18 year old. I think one of his issues was that he’d been skipped a grade somewhere along the line. He was always young for his age through high school and now at the university. Aunt Sally waved and looked me over,

“Oh Amber, you’ve grown into such a lovely young lady!”

“Thanks Aunt Sally, hi Harry.”

“Hi Amber.” He looked at me, then looked down, pausing at certain parts, but then keeping his eyes down. Hmm. Mom welcomed them in and showed Sally around our new home. I showed Harold where he’d be staying. As he was dropping his bags near the bed I stood leaning against the doorframe.

“So how’s college?”

Still avoiding eye contact, “Good, pretty easy.” Well he always was very smart.

“C’mon Harry, you’ll be here a week. You can talk to me. I’m your same old cousin Amber.”

“You’ve grown up a lot.”

“So have you. We were just kids last time. Surely you don’t have to be shy with me.”

“I guess not.” He looked up at me.

“See, not so hard. Let’s go downstairs and see what the grown-ups have in mind for dinner.”

We all caught up on recent events. Aunt Sally loved our new place and the new neighborhood. She and my Mom made plans for shopping and seeing some holiday shows. Kind of following my Mom’s suggestion I invited Harry to join me hanging out with some friends. He agreed, but somewhat reluctantly. I thought he might be more comfortable with less of a jock crowd, so we met up with Britney, Christy, Tim and a couple of Tim’s smart friends. Everything seemed ok, but he’d barely acknowledged Christy or Brit. He did fine talking the finer points of some game with the guys. I noticed Roger looking longingly at Britney a few times. I could see what Mom was saying about Aunt Sally’s concerns. Probably not a long term problem, but he might need a push. Later that night I called Britney.

“What did you think of my cousin?”

“He’s nice enough, but jeez he barely talked to me or Christy.”

“Yeah shyness problems. His mother is concerned enough to have mentioned it to my Mom. That’s why I invited him along to hang out”

“You think he, you know, likes girls?”

“Yeah, I could see him checking you out. I’m thinking, he just…”

“Oooh, are you really thinking?”

“Would you. I mean, Cam and all?”

“I KNEW you’d use that against me. What about you? Not like he’s your brother.”

“If I knew I wouldn’t get caught sure I would.”

“Really?” I knew better than to make any hard and fast claims, so I changed subjects and finished the call. I lay back in my bed, closed my eyes and began rolling my left nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I was waiting for something to come to mind before sliding my hand down into my pjs. Whose cock, real or imagined would it be? But, a surprise. I could feel myself tingling, my nipples getting hard, and a hot steamy scene coming to mind. Britney looking up at me from between my thighs. Just her eyes gazing at me looking for approval as her tongue worked over my pussy. MMM, that was enough. My hand moved, found the spot, nice and easy, then increasing the pace, just how I liked it. Or at least how I liked it by myself. I came, which always relaxed me in my own bed. Then I was able to sleep.

The next day Mom caught me in the kitchen before breakfast.

“So, how was Harold, and your friends?”

“My friends were fine. Harry is nice enough but can’t talk to girls. He chatted plenty with the guys about games.”

“Can you try breaking him out of his shell?” I rolled my eyes. “What’s the matter, Amber?”

“What am I supposed to do? He’s too shy to talk to girls. I know what he needs, but unless you want me to go up there and,”

“AMBER! Don’t be gross.”

“I’m not gross. Neither is Harry. He just needs to get laid.” Mom hmphed and walked away. Maybe I should go up and fuck him. I probably wasn’t getting laid dragging him around all week. After breakfast Mom announced that she and Aunt Sally were seeing a show and doing some shopping.

“We’ll probably miss dinner, so you two can find something here or go out with friends.”

When they left Harry told me he was going upstairs. He’d be on his laptop. Well this was going to be fun. Harry’s door was closed. I decided to take a shower. Thinking what the fuck, I walked to the bathroom naked. After showering I wrapped a towel around me and headed back to my room. I stopped in the hall and looked at the guest room. Weighing options and possibilities I walked towards the door. Would he tell his Mom? My Mom? Yell at me? I knocked.

“What do you want Amber?”

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah ok.” I opened the door and leaned against the doorframe as I had done previously. Only now I had wet hair hanging to my shoulders, a towel showing a decent bit of cleavage and barely covering my pussy.

“I’m bored, what are you doing?”

He turned and took in the sight. Stared way too long, opened his mouth to say something, closed it again.

“Should, should you be in here like that?”

“Like what? I’m covered.”

“Just a towel.”

“Afraid it’ll fall?” I moved my hands quick as if catching it. I noted that he didn’t turn away.

“You shouldn’t. We’re cousins.”

“Shouldn’t do what? Talk? You can ask me anything.”

“This is the part where the nerdy guy doesn’t know what to do, but the hot girl drops the towel and walks in the room.”

“This isn’t one of your games. And I don’t think you’re a nerd. But do you want me to drop the towel?” He shook his head up and down. “No, that’s not how this game is played. You have to tell me. Clear complete sentences. Say ‘Amber drop the towel and come in my room’. Go ahead, you can say it.” I could see sweat forming on his brow. The sentences trying to form in his mouth.

“Amber, would you drop..”

“No, no asking. Tell me.” He looked unsure. The towel had settled a little lower on my boobs, I had no idea if anything was showing down below.

“Amber, drop the towel and come in the room.” I stood straight, took a step forward, released the towel where it was tucked in, and, “Wow you’re beautiful.”

“Thanks Harry. I know lots of hot girls. I bet a couple of them would go for you if spoke up more.” I did a turn, let him see my ass, my tits. Then I posed, hands on hips. “Now that I’m naked, what should I do?” He shrugged. Mostly he stared at my tits. They do hang nicely, small areola and nipples sitting up near the end. This was going to be slow going. I walked closer to him. “Touch whatever you like.”

“I like it all. But you’re my cousin.”

“For tonight I’m not. I’m the hottest girl you fantasize about.”

“That’s you, since we got here. And Christy. She was fun too.”

“OK then. I’m Christy. And I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Can I touch…”

“No, tonight you don’t ask, just do. You’re confident Harold, ladies man. I’m swooning over you and I’m at your mercy.” Then I tried my best swoon and fell back onto him. Harry now had a naked teen laying across him. He held his hands up as if he might get burned from touching me. But my left breast was inches from him, my nipple staring him down. Finally he reached for it. Held it as if it might break. “Go on Harry. I won’t break. I’m pretty tough actually.” So he touched and pulled. When he leaned down to lick my nipple I intercepted his mouth and brought it to mine. His eyes opened wide when his tongue met mine, then they closed as he worked out what to do. He’d worked something else out too as I felt his fingers, sifting through my pubic hair, then down lower. “That’s it Harry, touch me everywhere.” I could feel his hard cock pressing through his shorts against my ass. I moved a little to stimulate him. He broke our kiss, looked down at me, he was looking at me with a hand between my legs. Good. We were getting somewhere.

“Do you? Have you. I guess so?”

“Had sex, fucked guys? Yep. I like it. It’s the best thing. I wish I could do it all day. I bet there are lots of horny girls who would fuck you at that college. Hot girls, nerdy girls, athletic girls, shy girls, all kinds of girls.”

“How do I?”

“Be confident. It starts with general conversation. Find something that might interest both of you. Maybe that will be sex.”

“What if they don’t want to?”

“No harm. You can still be friends, or move on. You can have friends you don’t fuck and people you fuck who aren’t really friends.”

“Do you fuck guys that aren’t friends.”

“Can you keep a secret?” He nodded. “You remember Tim from the other night? We’re not exactly best friends. He’s into gaming and stuff, but we fuck when we’re in the mood.”

“You and Tim from last night? Really? I figured you’d like..”

“Jock football players? No, not my type. I like regular guys who are fun. Like you.” He’d been pawing at my pussy long enough. I was getting turned on. Time to move this along. I sat up and straddled him, pulled his face to mine and took our earlier kissing to another level of need. I unbuttoned his shirt, and found a nice hairy chest and a soft but not exactly chubby non-athletic body. “Now tell me what you want to do. And if you don’t say ‘fuck my brains out’ I’ll claw out your eyes.”

“Get on the bed. I want to fuck you.” I stood up.

“Now that’s the spirit.” I bounced on his bed, laid back with my arms over my head, my legs spread, offering my body.” Harold got up from the chair, dropped his shirt and then his shorts. I was pleasantly surprised to see a most generous cock. Nice length, nice thickness, turning up at the end, topped by a flared head. He paused, seeming to seek my approval. “Harry, that’s a cock I WANT to fuck. Bring it here.”

He hovered over me a moment. “I can’t believe..”

“Sshh.” I grabbed his hard cock and pulled it to my pussy. He said nothing more and let me lead him. When he was in the right spot he looked at me for just a moment, closed his eyes and plunged forward. Damn he had a nice cock. Long and thick, oh it felt so good. As was my habit with first timers I let him do his thing. This was for him. He opened his eyes again, watch my tits jiggle and shake, but never let up. I moaned when appropriate, touched his arms and chest, sighed with pleasure, then the grimace, the final push and Harold came in what felt like several large explosions of cum. He held himself inside me, not wanting it to end. I let him lay on me keeping his cock in me as long as he could. I’d done it. I’d taken my cousin’s virginity. Wouldn’t Mom be so proud? Ha. Ah well I’d gotten laid, Harold maybe got some confidence, it was a win win. He seemed to want to explore my body a bit so I lay with him, and we touched and tickled and amused ourselves. Then I was off to bed.

In the morning I passed Harold in the hall. I whispered to him, “Morning Harold. I still have your cum inside me. Yes, I think Harry has grown-up.” He blushed and headed down to breakfast in a wonderful mood.

Next time I talked to Britney I asked her about bringing Christy into our little club.

“Why? Your nasty cunt getting worn out?”

“Ha, bitch, no way. It’s just, I think Harold likes Christy.”

“Oh, I’m not good enough? What about you?”

“Let’s just say I’ve taken the edge off.”

“Oh wow? Your cousin? You are a baaaad girl.” She shook her head at me. “OK, the parents are out tomorrow night at some party, they’re staying at a hotel. So my house at 7. I’ll talk to Christy. It’ll be you, me, Harold and Christy. And maybe Cameron, if he’s not staying at a friend’s house.

“What about us, if Cam isn’t around? I’m ok with just you and me, but in front of Christy? I’m not sure if that would shock her more or me fucking my cousin.”

“Or me fucking my brother.”

“Yeah so maybe not a big deal.”

I talked to Harold. He was definitely in for having a chance with Christy, or Britney. Anyone who he could than point to as his first. It seemed I’d turned on a faucet that wasn’t running dry anytime soon. He asked me,

“So, can we? Again?”

“Why don’t we see how it goes tomorrow? Probably better if we don’t. The whole cousin thing?” He seemed a little disappointed, but I assured him tomorrow would be all he could hope for. The next day I gave him Britney’s address and told him I’d meet him there. I was going to meet there with Britney and Christy first. Christy was already there when I showed up.

“Hi girls, ready for some fun?” Christy gave me a hug then began peppering me with question. That girl has more energy than any five others I know,

“Brit’s been filling me in a bit. I think she’s leaving stuff out, but you two have been the ones fucking virgins and each other and who knows who else?”

“It hasn’t been that many. I haven’t even gotten through the junior class yet.” I smiled to show I was kidding, sort of.

“But isn’t this?”

“Around here? Everyone has good healthcare, goes to their doctors regularly and by definition, the virgins, don’t have a history to worry about. And besides, I LIKE fucking. I like the variety and enthusiasm with no expectations.”

“I get it. I’m as horny as the next cheerleader. But you two? Aren’t the guys enough?”

“Not really. Yeah I need cock. Lots of cock, but girls are different.”

“So what DO you want?”

“Hmm, let’s see. A hard cock each day, a soft woman each night and for Saturday, only virgins.” Britney chimed in,

“I like a chick with a plan. Speaking of which, our guests will arrive shortly. I confirmed that Harold would be joining us,

“I think you’ll find him not quite as withdrawn. And Christy he’s packing some cock.”

“Wooh. I’m ready for some fun. What about you?” Brit cut in,

“Oh yeah I was supposed to tell you Amber, Christy’s bringing her brother.”

“John? Isn’t he?”

“He’s old enough. He’s ready. Eager even. We both listened to our sister Lindsay tell us about all the action she was getting at college while she’s been home on break.”

“Cam is staying at his friend’s house. I didn’t exactly tell him about the plans. That was before I knew about John. So two guys for the three of us. Will that work?” I thought about it a moment. More cock is always good, but…

“The fewer who know is better I guess. Christy, just make sure your bro knows the rules. You too.”

“Yep, mum’s the word, or else.” We decided to get comfortable. Brit found three robes her parents had picked up over the years. We all stripped down. After many locker rooms we were completely comfortable naked around our cheerleader teammates. Still the room had a little bit of a different vibe. To test out the situation a little Britney and I got on either side of the much tinier Christy.

“I feel like a midget between you two. And you guys have such big tits.”

“Mine aren’t so big, not like Brit here.”

“Still.” I cupped her B cup breast, “Yours are perfect for you Christy, they actually do look bigger on you.” Now Brit and I each held one of her tits. They were perky just like their owner, with nice sized nipples perched on the tips. I cupped her tight little butt and complimented her some more,

“You might be pint-sized but you have a hot tight little bod, Christy.”

“I prefer to think of myself a fun-size.” I tipped her head back and took a chance with a my lips on hers. She kissed me back and moaned as Brit bent over and ran her tongue around a nipple. “OOoo, I think I might hang out with you two some more. But I think I’m up for some cock tonight.” Still she placed her hand on my mound to let me know, she was interested. Then the door bell rang.

Brit broke up our little touchy feely session, “Sounds like we have company, girls.” We put our robes on to wait for today’s fun to start. Brit went to answer the door. I heard multiple guys’ hellos and guessed they were both here. Brit led them downstairs and it was quickly apparent that Christy’s brother John was just as outgoing as she was. He might be a virgin but shyness wasn’t an issue.

“Hey girls, let’s get this party started! John’s here and he’s ready for some naked women. I’ve done the research and I’m ready to play!” Christy confirmed,

“Yeah, you should see all the porn on his laptop”, with an exaggerated roll of her eyes.

“You shouldn’t be snooping sis. And when do I get to check you out? I won’t need porn anymore.” I found John to be a refreshing change from the shy types. He was lots of fun like his sister. “So who’s up for some John?” My turn for some fun,

“Oh, you must have misunderstood. We’re just getting naked so you can sit there and wank your peckers.” He paused for a moment, scowled at his sister, then perked right back up again,

“OK, fine with me, let me see those tits and pussies and I’ll stroke myself for you. Still better than porn.” The kid was quick, I had to give him that. He was still skinny, though already taller than his sister. His smile showed braces and he had some acne going, not much, still it gave him a younger look. Britney now took over.

“Why don’t you men get comfortable on the sofa and we’ll put on a bit of a show for you?” Harold nodded agreement, John was ready for action.

“Should I get naked to watch?” His sister answered,

“Just don’t wank it all out before the good stuff starts.”

“Oh don’t worry, I can jerk off all day.” Christy rolled her eyes again. John decided to put his words into action and quickly stripped out of his clothes. As I’d been told, he had a respectable cock for his age. Nice. Harold, glancing over decided he matched up well and also removed his clothes. Christy and Brit smiled at his big cock. John looked and shrugged,

“It’s all how ya use it.” He was a cocky little guy. John and Harold took seats at opposite ends of the sofa. John waved his hand. “Let the show begin, let’s see some tits!”

Britney stepped forward first, may I present Amber. “She’s new to our neighborhood, but has really added to the excitement. Get ready for a knock out bod, nice tits and an ass to kill!” I coyly untiled my robe and shifted the two sides, then with a ta da opened it and let it drop. I did a turn and walked in front of the guys to give them a good luck. John was actually licking his lips. I was happy to see both of them now sported very hard cocks. Next Britney introduced Christy. John sat forward to get a good look at his sister.

“Next we have the mighty mite. The only thing as perky as her personality are her tits. And check out that tight little ass!” Christy dropped her robe, I heard John, whisper,

“Holy shit, finally.” As he began tugging at his cock. Christy made a point of stopping in front of Harold,

“See anything you like?” Harold seemed to forget he didn’t talk much to girls,

“Hell yeah, you’re beautiful.” Christy turned her hips left, right, at that. Then she leaned over and gave him a kiss. She pointed at Harold,

“You, I’m gonna fuck.” Then she sauntered over to her brother, leaned forward with her arms on his shoulders. “And you take a good look at the titties you’ve been trying to see.” John sat, stared, stared more, he reached up and touched, just barely. Christy slapped lightly at his hand. “Now, now, I’m your sister.” Christy joined me either side of Britney. We took turns, I started,

“She’s tall.”

Looking up, “Real tall.”

“She’s got the biggest tits.”

“Biggest ass too.”

“She’s the hottest girl at school.”

“Hmm, maybe?” We both looked at Christy. Then I summed it up.

“Our host and Captain!” The robe was gone. The guys were duly impressed.

Britney took over again. “OK let’s have our guest from out of town have first choice. Harold what is your, deepest, dirtiest, sexiest, perverted desire?”

“Oh, uh, no offense but would Christy be interested?”

“Oh you bet, big guy.” In no time Christy was straddling Harold and running her nails through the hair on his chest. As they moved on to a make out session Brit and I turned to John. Brit asked,

“And you?”

“Why stop at one? Bring all those big titties over here.” He stood up and walked to us. His cock preceding him, ready to go. “I have a feeling I’m going to get to know both of you tonight.” I noticed he looked over at his sister as he said this. I asked,

“So, a blowjob to get things going?”

“No, what I really want is to have you sit on my cock and be done with virginity. Fuck me Amber.” As he said this he was holding one of my tits and one of Brit’s. He began sucking on mine, while still working on Brit’s. We made our way to the floor and he laid back with his cock sticking in the air. “I can’t believe this is happening. Let’s go for it.” I knelt either side of him and let him work his cock around until he found his goal. Then I sat back and had the thrill of watching another young guy take his big sexual step. He sighed. He reached for my boobs. He pushed his cock into me then enjoyed my ride on him. With nothing else to do, Brit got behind me and ran her hands over me, touching my back and sides and stomach, then reaching for my clit. She teased me there while John’s cock gave me that satisfying full feeling. I looked over to see Christy now riding Harold. She squealed and moaned as his cock stretched her tight pussy. John came first, followed by Harold and then me as Brit had continued working my clit. I sat on John’s cock and asked him how it was. “Better than I thought it would be. Really, thanks.” Christy was still moaning, grinding herself onto Harold. She offered him her tits and he began rolling her nipples in his fingers. This was getting to her and she encouraged him,

“Oh yeah do it harder. OUCH! Yes like that. Pressure, squeeeeeeze, OH fuck yeah, yeah..oooooooh. Ow, you can stop now. MMM.”

We had all fallen back to recover. Well other than Britney who was looking for some relief of her own. I thought, oh who cares, we’re all in on this now anyway and rolled over diving in with gusto on her pussy. She put her hand on the back of my head, holding me there,

“Oh fuck yeah, Amber, just like that.” I could hear reactions around the room.

Harold, “Oh shit that’s hot.”

Christy, “Wow! Go Amber, eat that pussy.”

John, “Who needs porn. Warm her up for me, I’m gonna be hard in no time.” I had Britney pushing herself into me, moaning, ready to go when we all heard the front door. Britney jumped out of her revelry,

“Oh shit, they can’t be home. Cover up, fuck fuck.” We were scrambling when we heard feet on the stairs, then Cameron’s voice,

“I heard there’s a party going on. I changed my plans.” We looked over at John. He looked guilty, but shrugged. Cam again, “Damn look at all these naked people. Christy! Let me see.” Christy stood and walked over to Cam. She looked at him,

“Seems Brit’s little bro is the only one here with clothes on.” She pulled his t shirt over his head. Then kneeling she loosened his belt and jeans. They and his underwear came down all together. Cam’s smallish cock was staring her down. Without a word Christy took him into her mouth and licked the underside. Cam began pumping his hips forward. Christy let him fuck her mouth, then closed her lips onto him and held his balls as he caught up with the other guys, releasing a full load into her mouth. She swallowed it all and stood to welcome him. “Welcome to the party Cam. Did John really call you?”

“Bros don’t tell. Maybe I sensed hot naked babes in my home. I have to say, it’s nice to have someone my size. And nice pussy, I like some dark hair down there.” He said all this while groping her boobs.

“Such a smooth talker.” Now we had three couples, but some complications due to familial relationships. Brit, now relaxed again reminded us that she hadn’t gotten any yet.

“Hey what does a girl have to do to get laid around here? I think I’ve been a good enough host.” Brit got on her knees, she pointed at Harold, “Get that cock in me, big guy”, then pointed at John, “Bring that cock in here.” She licked her lips. In moments Brit was being serviced at both ends by two eager cocks. Cam was happy sitting between Christy and me, comparing the taste of our tits. Once Brit had her fill of cum we had a short break. We tried getting the boys to go down on us but they were squeamish about the other guys’ cum. Men. So we showed them how it’s done. Brit laid on the floor and I dove in lapping up Harold’s cum, while Christy settled on Brit’s face to have her clean up after John. They still weren’t convinced. John stated their point of view,

“I’m liking the girl on girl action, but you’re still getting cum. No big deal for you.” Christy looked over at her brother and shook her head. Boy cum AND girl cum doofus.”

“Sis, do you eat pussy too?”

“I might.”

“You’re cooler than I thought.”

We were pretty much lost in our world, but I could hear the guys whispering, scheming. I looked up from the juicy cunt I was feasting on and asked, “What are you guys up to?” John, of course, had the plan.

“We’re all ready to go again. Why don’t you line-up and let us show you how men do it?” Christy laughed at him,

“Oh really? Now all of a sudden you’re men? Ok girls let’s see what they’ve got.” Christy hopped off Britney’s eager tongue and got on hands and knees. I joined her and Brit was soon in position on my other side. I looked to either side.

“You know what they’re going to do.” It wasn’t a question. Christy’s eyes opened a little wider.

“You really think he would?”

“Have you seen him following the bouncing boobs?” She thought a moment, then…

“OK guys, have at us. But one condition..”

John, “And what’s that?”

“Afterwards, we choose who has to eat our cum filled pussies.” Now the guys were thinking. But their cocks were hard, our butts were in the air and our open pussies waiting.

John, “OK, but no looking.”

Christy glanced over at me, “Fuck, he is going to.”

I whispered back, “I’ll know in a second…oh fuck, yeah that’s Harold, oooh.”

Christy put her head down, but I could hear her, “Fuck, my brother’s fucking me. He’s really fucking me.”

“You ok?”

“Too late now. Feels pretty good. Hey John, how do you like fucking your sister?”

“Dream come true. Sis. Feels great.”

To my left Brit’s tits were shaking as her brother Cam slammed into her. What he didn’t have in size, he made up for with energy. Now I was losing track of what was happening beside me. Cousin Harold was giving me his big thick cock hard and deep. He really did stretch me out just perfectly. I put my head down on my arms and let him go to town on my pussy. I was lost in my own world, vague voices drifting in,

“Fuck, John, just keep fucking.”

“Sis you’re so tight.”

“Ow. OK slap my ass again. Ow, harder. OOOh fuck.”

“Uh, uh, Brit. Oh, I’m. Oh, uhhng.” One down. And oooooh fuck, here comes Harold. Ohh, that was good. We turned to watch John, apparently the happiest guy in town jackhammering his cock into sister Christy. Her ass was red from the slaps. Her tits were jiggling, she could do nothing but say, “ooh, ooh, ooh” over and over. Whereas Brit had only done Cam the couple times I was there, I had the feeling Christy and John would be wearing each other out. Too much energy. With a final slap, John held Christy’s ass and gave her several short hard jabs with his cock before cumming in his older sister. He held her there not believing his cum was now inside her. Christy looked back over her shoulder.

“You can climb off any time now.” Britney looked at the three happy guys.

“OK you pervs. The incest express has left the station, now girls, assume the position. Guys, hold on. We’re switching up. Cam, dive in and clean out Christy. Harold, over here. John, show Amber you can eat pussy as fast as you fuck.” There was grumbling. They didn’t really want to do it. But pussy. Prime cheerleader pussy. Spread out and calling. Once they got over their initial reluctance they showed their inexperience and willingness to learn. John’s tongue was all over me, adding as much saliva as their was pussy juice and cum. When I’d had enough of his efforts, I pulled him up on me and feeling a hard cock, had him insert and ride me. We went on for awhile sucking and fucking. By the end of the night you’d have thought John was a stud of many years’ experience. At least the way he was telling it.

The holidays ended. School meant going back to the routine. Cheerleading was over. Everything quieted down for a bit. There was some talk around school, but that went away. I’d get together with Britney, and sometimes Christy, for some girls’ time. Over several months Cameron had a bit of a growth spurt, in a good way. He was five inches taller in no time and one afternoon in their basement proudly showed me his more mature cock. He readily agreed to let me take it for a ride. Otherwise the cherry crew gave it a rest. I had scratched that itch for the moment. I did prod Britney to continue using her sources to come up with a list of likely virgin candidates. Just in case.

Britney dated a couple of guys, while I kept my options open. Apparently Christy and her brother John were fucking every available moment. I went over a couple of times to give her a break. John was relentless. Cam had become something of a ladies man in the sophomore class. Now experienced, confident and growing into his mature body, he was becoming a choice pick of the 2nd year ladies. When prom time came around I asked Brit for her list.

“No shit, really? You’re going to pick a prom date from the list?”

“Sure, why not? I’ll pick the handsomest virgin in the junior class and we’ll make a memory. After perusing the list and checking notes with Brit, I settled on Will Stevens. Then I made it know that if Will didn’t invite me to the prom I’d be devastated. He caught up with me after school one day. He seemed a little nervous, but I didn’t mind waiting as I stared into his dark eyes.

“Amber, I heard, and please don’t be offended if it isn’t true, but if you do want, well, would you go to the prom with me?”

“Oh Will, I thought you’d never ask. Yes. I’m going to wear a blue dress, dark blue. You’ll be so handsome.” He seemed almost shocked that it was true. Truth be told he wasn’t knock out, weaken your knees gorgeous. But he was a good looking guy and that appealed to me. I got the dress I wanted. Mom did NOT approve, but she didn’t complain too much since I’d helped her nephew have a good holiday. If only she knew the whole story. The dress was short, displayed enough boob and was juuust this side of appropriate for the prom committee.

The prom was the usual. It’s always the after prom that makes the night. I’d arranged with Brit to have her date, who was older and more mature looking, book two rooms at a nice hotel a couple towns over. Brit’s date drove and she was up front of course. Will and I sat in back. I sat very very close. As I nibbled at his ear he asked,

“Where are we going.” I whispered in the ear I was nibbling on,

“Somewhere private. Just the two of us.” He looked down, my tits were now more on display, my dress was high up my leg, he was decidedly hard on his pants. “And I’m going to get out of this dress. And you’re going to have more fun than you imagined you’d have tonight.” Then he groaned when I felt his cock through his pants.

“Wow, I didn’t think. I figured. You’re so pretty and all.”

“It’s prom night Will. You didn’t think you’d get laid?”

“I. No. Well you’re.”

“I’m a girl, you’re a guy. I’m also a horny girl. And it seems to me, you’re ready.” I squeezed. He just shook his head. We had a great night. He was fast the first time, then better the second. The third time he kept going and going. We could hear Brit and her guy going at it in the adjoining room. Brit was screaming in orgasm, but the bed hitting the wall blocked most of it. Will fucked me once more in the morning. I hope he always remembers me.

The end of the school year meant warmer weather, pool time, sun bathing, bathing suits. The smaller the better. And yes, Brit’s family had a beautiful in ground pool, changing room, hot tub, the works. When her parents were likely to be around it was generally a few of the girls. Cam would breeze through to check out the flesh on display. He didn’t need to go far. Brit was usually in a two piece suit with a top that would have struggled to contain Christy’s B cups.

“Damn Brit, that’s about a half inch of material from being declared obscene?”

“Oh piss off Amber, you’ve got plenty of boob on display yourself. And if you’d shave the rest of your kitty you could wear this bottom.”

We all had thongs, the better to tan our asses, but Brit’s just barely covered her lips. And when the parents went out for awhile the suits often came off. No tan lines allowed. Occasionally we’d have the house for the day and a few guys might be invited over. This might lead to couples finding their way to the changing room for some private time. Still, I’d begun having that feeling again. The one that started me on this lifestyle.

“Brit. I’ve been thinking.” It was just the two of us, late morning before anyone else arrived. We were sunning topless which didn’t seem to bother her mother if it was just a couple of us and her father was at work.

“Oh shit. Here it comes. What plans for debauchery are forming in that pretty little head?”

“Well, I’m getting that itch.”

“THAT itch?”

“Yeah. The one where I need a LOT of cock.”

“I’m listening.”

“You still have your list? Is it updated?”

“Girl, you KNOW Brit is up to date on everything and everyone.”

“What if we cleared the list?”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“You want to fuck every virgin at school?”

“Not every. Seniors and juniors, maybe some sophomores.”

“That’s a lot of guys.”

“You and Christy can help.”

“You are crazy. Our school isn’t that big, and there’s plenty of sex going on, but still.”

“For the boys. Think how much better for the ones going to college, not to show up totally inexperienced.”

“And the juniors?”

“You’ll be off at State, leaving Christy and me.”

“So you want to put a dent in the junior class.”

“They’ll be seniors.”

“And how do you plan to make this happen?” So I told her. It was crazy. It was perverse. It was the most ridiculous thing ever.

Late June. We had the pool to ourselves. Bright sun, no breeze, my tongue in Brit’s pussy.

“Oh, yeah, right there Amber. Mmmm, just keep, aaaah. Aaaaah, mmm thanks.” A satisfied sigh. I sat back admiring her now hot and fully tanned body. Though I liked going down on her completely bare pussy, I preferred to keep some of my blonde bush. Guys seemed to like it. “Hey, big news. The parents are going on a cruise. Just the parents. Five days.”

“When?” My pussy was already getting wet.

“Two weeks.”

“Let’s get the crew over here and go over everything.” Brit made some calls and we soon had Christy and John, Tim and Brit’s brother Cam sitting at the pool side table. Brit let them know the date, I filled in the rest.

“Tim, you’re the bouncer.” He was mild mannered, but still at 6-2 and with the weight training for the team, the average guy wasn’t going to take a chance with him. “John, you talk more than any five people, you’re the one to fill the guests in on rules and procedures. Cam, since it’s at your house, you’ll need to be around. The man behind the event.” He nodded. He had told Brit he was a little concerned if something went wrong. But what could go wrong? I looked at Brit and particularly Christy, “You sure you two are up to it?”

John piped in, “No worries, Christy can do it at least six times in a day.” She did her classic Christy eye roll,

“I told you, he’s relentless.” Cam looked at his sister,

“Hey Brit, how come we never did it six times?”

“Can you get it up six times in a day?” I cut in,

“OK, ok. We’re all on the same team here. So here’s how it goes. Remember, the blindfolds are key. We don’t want the guys to know who they’re fucking. They can touch and feel, but there will be no proof. If anyone gets pushy or complains upstairs, out they go, Tim. Cam, you’ll bring the guests downstairs. We’ll decide who does what with them. We have the bathroom down there for breaks and clean-up. “Is that everything?”

Christy looked at me, “Condoms?”

“OK, yeah. A big bowl of them. They can use them if they want, or you can put one on anyone you want.”

She nodded, satisfied, “You’re not using them?”

“Depends. But generally no. I want to be so filled with cum I can’t walk.”

Invitations were handed out. Different groups had different times. Instructions said it was strictly private, DO NOT DISCUSS. When the guests arrived Cam met them and led them into the living room where John went into action.

“OK boys, time to make men of you. You’ve been invited to this special event, because, let’s face it – You need to get laid. Now tell me honestly, you are all virgins, right?” Every so often someone would proudly proclaim that they were NOT a virgin. They were politely asked to leave. “So here we are. A private location, a secret room downstairs. You’ll be asked to wear a head covering to block your vision. It’s all for privacy. What awaits you is one of multiple women whose only desire is to pleasure you and take your virginity. You can touch, feel, poke and prod. You MUST follow any directions they give you. But mainly the idea is, you stick your dick into a hot babe and walk back up here a man. Believe me, these are not skanks, whores, or prostitutes. Just young women who like to get laid. So, who wants to get laid!”

For the first group all hands shot up. Later on there would be several who were saving themselves and passed on the chance. Most of those asked if they could get a blowjob or just feel the girls. They were asked to leave too.

“OK everyone take a slip from the bowl. That’s the order. Numbers 1 through 3 get the extra honor of getting a fresh cunt for their cum.” Numbers were ***********ed. Bribes were offered. Then the first three were led downstairs. Christy, Brit and I looked them over and decided who got who. They were a little more picky so I let them choose first. I didn’t care. As long as the guy had a hard cock I was ready. So I got the chubby ones, the pimply ones, the ones who REALLY needed to get laid. And they were grateful, fucking hard into the first pussy to ever grip their cocks. Many lasted no more than a few thrusts. Those I let stay just a bit longer to fondle my tits, caress my ass, admire my pussy, now dripping with THEIR cum. I avoided kissing as much as possible. I didn’t want intimacy. I wanted sex. So I’d send them on their way and welcome the next eager guest. After every few I’d signal Cam that I was taking a break and go into the bathroom to freshen up. Sometimes I’d meet Christy or Brit there and compare notes. Who we’d laid, who had a nice cock. One time, leaving the bathroom, Brit and I stood and watched Christy taking on a guy with a particularly nice hard ass. She seemed to be enjoying this one. Once he’d finished we saw why. I felt like jumping that cock myself, but there was a line waiting. By the end of the day there would be very few virgins left in our recently graduated class. Most guys wanted to jump right on and fuck away. Some wanted me to ride them so they could play with my tits. Then there were the ass men. They had me on my knees so they could hold my ass while they did me. A couple asked if they could ass fuck me. But that wasn’t on the menu this day. During a planned lunch break we talked with the guys running the show for us. Tim relayed,

“No problems so far. I sent a few away for not following rules.” John told us,

“You know, we could have made a fortune. Guys were offering me all kinds of money to go a second time.”

We shook our heads, I told him, “I may be a cum slut, but I’m no prostitute. I fuck cause I like it.” Christy giggled,

“How classy. Cum sluts. Mom would be so proud.” Cam asked,

“How much longer?” Brit told him there were enough invitations for the afternoon. “I can’t wait until this is over.” Brit questioned,

“You don’t like seeing your big sis getting fucked?”

“I’m still worried something will go wrong.” I assured him,

“Nothing to worry about. What’s the difference, one, two or ten? Oh, look at the time, more cocks on the way!”

The afternoon was going well; we were working our way through the previous year’s juniors when Christy asked for a break,

“I don’t know how you do it Amber, my pussy is worn out. And I’ve had them using lubricated condoms the past hour or so.”

“Nothing to worry about. I’ll get them excited and cumming faster to pick up the slack. Anyone know how many we’ve done?”

Brit, “I’ve lost count. It’s been quite a workout.”

“Oh come on girls, there are virgins waiting. Give me some more cock.” I said this with cum running down my leg, dried in my pubic hair and coating my stomach from a couple who panicked and pulled out. I washed myself down and told Cam to send one for me.

“Make it two Bro, I’m in. Can’t let my girl down.”

Christy shook her head. “No I need to sit out a few rounds.” For once she didn’t appear to be the perkiest person in the room. Cam went back to work, but in a half hour he mentioned that it was getting backed up. The invites hadn’t taken into consideration only two girls. We looked over to see Christy asleep in the corner. I thought a moment.

“Cam, see if any will come back another day. We’ll work out something extra.” He came back down.

“The natives are getting restless. Bob Hendricks says he’ll do someone’s ass if you want two at a time.”

Brit shot that down. I considered it, then agreed it might cause other troubles. “Let’s just go without a break.” We went as quickly as we could. Guys were filling me faster and faster. By now I was laying back just enjoying the cock. I wasn’t getting tired of it yet. I felt like I could do the whole school. Christy got up from her nap.

“You two ho’s still fucking? OK, I think I can get a few more up the twat.” The guy currently humping me stopped in mid thrust,

“Hey I know that voice.” Oh fuck just what we needed. “Is that you Christy?” She froze. I could see the look of panic on her face. I went for the save.

“Who’s Christy? We’re in from Farmingdale.”

“No, that has to be…” And he took off his mask. “Amber? Oh fuck, I’m fucking AMBER?” Now the guy fucking Brit stopped, then his mask was off. We had a potential disaster. I tried another tack,

“Kev, Kev please.” Kevin Wilson was in a lot of my classes. Now his cock was in my cunt and he was unsure what to do. To my right Steve Kennedy went back to pumping his cock into Brit. While fucking he said,

“We can work this out, but I’m almost there and I’m not missing my chance with Britney. He increased his pace then, shot his load. In his confusion Kevin had gone limp. Now he sat back completely lost. We had a situation.

“OK you two”, I tried, “you know what and who. This CAN’T get out. You’re the only two who KNOW. What’s it gonna cost.”

Steve looked at the three of us. We didn’t exactly look our best. But we were cheerleaders, and we were naked. And he’d gotten laid exactly once in his life. He must have figured, what the fuck. “Uh, you three and me. All I want. Then I never say a word.”

Brit, who’d already fucked him once, “One day, I’m in.” I quickly agreed. Christy who may have started regretting her friendship with us shrugged,

“Me too.” Now we looked at Kev. His eyes hadn’t really left Christy. He probably should have asked for Steve’s deal. But he was fixed on Christy.

“I, I’d like a night with Christy. In bed, everything.” Christy blew out a breath.

“This is what I get for sleeping on the job. OK, but not tonight. And it’s someplace nice and you buy me dinner.”

“Agreed!” Cam came downstairs and took in the scene. He had the expected reaction,

“Shit. Shit shit shit shit. What the fuck, they KNOW who you are? That’s it, I’m sending everyone home.”

“Bro, wait.”

No, Brit. We’re done. Nice job and all that.” He went bounding upstairs. We heard complaints and mild threats, but Tim apparently cleared the room. Five minutes later there were eight of us crowded into the basement room. Brit took charge.

“OK Kev, Steve, you’re out of here. Remember, you know nothing. No one knows you saw anything.” The remaining guys looked around at the carnage. There were towels and wipes and condom wrappers strewn about. John summed it up,

“Damn it stinks of sex in here. Must have been 50 guys through here today.” Christy looked at him with doubt,

“No fucking way.” Brit cut her off,

“You slept through a few princess. OK, now let’s clean up. And no boys, I don’t want to fuck any of you.” We cleaned the basement room, picked up what was laying around the living room, sprayed some disinfectant and took turns showering. Christy and John had left when there was a knock at the door. Cam peaked out a side window.

“Oh fuck, police!” I sent Cam and Brit upstairs and told Tim to go sit in the kitchen. I was still just wearing a towel.

“I’ll handle it.” They all scrambled as the knock on the door was louder this time. When I answered it Officer Nelson, who couldn’t have been more than 23, introduced himself. I noted that he carefully took in my wardrobe.

“Excuse me miss, but there was a report of a party here. Lots of people in and out?”

“No, nothing here. I was, having a little private time with my boyfriend. Care to look around, I’m not really dressed for outside.”

He took the opportunity to step inside. His eyes roamed the room, then roamed me again. “Sorry, but some kids said people were having sex here.”

“Yes, I was having sex.” He blushed more than a little.

“Um, ah, were there other people here?”

“It’s my friend’s house. She or her brother may have been in and out. She let me have some privacy. Um, you’re not going to get her in trouble? I just needed, well you know, so bad.” By now he was crimson. Sweating a little. His eyes now almost never left my cleavage.

“Well, the call. I need to make a report.”

“Please? It’s not her fault. I was the one…” Since he was staring, I adjusted the towel, giving him a good look. “Please? A girl has, needs.” I dropped the towel and turning, put my hands behind me. “But handcuff me if you must.” I looked back over my shoulder.

“No, uh, no need to handcuff. You can…” But the words stopped when I turned back around. I raised my hands giving him a full view.

“But I liked to be tied up.” Without thinking, he reached out and felt my breast. “OOh, I like a man in uniform. Can we work out a suitable punishment to let this drop?” I led him to the edge of the sofa where I bent over offering him access. “Go ahead, I’ll take my sentence.” By now he had no doubts. His pants were down and a rigid cock was ready to administer justice. I felt his cock enter me. He held my waist and gave me a good solid flogging. His cock going deep, his body banging my ass with each thrust. I encouraged him to “punish me, go hard” He slapped my ass, very hard. “Ow, yes, I was bad.” Slap, slap. “I deserve it. Ow, ow” My pussy had been filled most of the day and still this was a nice extra. He seemed to be getting off on smacking me, but it added another layer after hours of mostly straightforward sex. Whack. “OOOw, oh fuck. It takes a real man. OW.” Then he grabbed my sore ass as he pumped his cock in and gave me yet another load. When he’d pulled out, I stood and turned. “Are we ok now? Nothing happened today?” Buckling up he smiled,

“Can I see some ID?”

“Do you really need to know my name, I…” He stood there back in uniform, arms crossed. I was going to get my fake ID, that I save for nights out, but then, no… I came back from where my purse was on the kitchen table. “Here you go.” He looked at it.

“Hmm, Amber. You’re pretty new around here, and…oh shit.”

“What’s the matter? That’s my real ID, see it says right there, I’m 17.” I looked at him all innocent. He was now looking at me with something approaching horror.

“OK, I’m leaving now. I think we can let this ALL drop. I saw nothing wrong here.” And he was gone. When he left Brit came downstairs,

“Took one for the team?”

“You could say that, now do you have some lotion for my ass?” I turned to show her the red hand marks.

“Wow, he really did punish you.”

“He’ll be punishing himself worrying about me filing charges. You should have seen the look on his face.”

And that brought an end to our more outlandish escapades. Oh sure we kept our bargain with Steve. We wore that kid out. Then Kevin had his dream date with Christy, who was very complimentary towards him when she filled us in on the details. The rest of the summer was more of the normal pool time, nude sunbathing, catching a quick fuck in the pool house and mornings with Brit. As we came to late summer and the anniversary of our move to our new home my parents asked me what I thought of the move now.

“I couldn’t be happier. I really feel a part of everyone here.”

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