"This is its maximum and perverted". Lisa thought to herself as she crept down the hallway, moving closer to the soft moans coming from the guest bedroom. It was almost three in the morning, and Lisa, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie kept fighting the urge to peek. Images of being caught peek- ing in flashed into her mind, the outrage of her friends, the embarrass- ment of it. But other images flashed too. Of passionate, wriggling bodies, of glistening skin, a hard cock, swaying testicles, sensual legs spread wide and spasming. Lisa quietly opened the bathroom door, the one that connected into the spare room. Just as she had hoped, the door to the bedroom was open. In the darkness, she crept silently forward, until she could see the bed, and the writhing bodies upon it.
The soft creak of the bed could be heard now, and in the dim light of the room she could see Jack kneeling behind his girlfriend, Anna, who was also Lisa's friend. Jack had a handful of Anna's hair, from behind, and his body was pressed firmly to hers. Her head was arched back and her luscious ass was arched up against her man. The dimness of the light reduced the image to black and white, Anna's ass looking smooth, round, and unblemished. The covers were a heaped mess on the floor at the foot of the bed, and Anna was threatening to shred the sheets with her grip. Lisa felt a knot in her stomach, one that twisted all the way down between her legs.
Jack moved in slow, even strokes, arching his back and thrusting into Anna with a long, even movement. Each thrust brought a primal growl from deep inside Lisa's friend, and her hips move back instinctively, forcing Jack's shaft deep inside her.
"God! You're so fuckin' tight!" Jack whispered, his words carrying easily to Lisa's ears in the nearby bathroom. Anna half moaned, half sighed her response. Anna pushed her upper body up on her hands, her full breasts swaying underneath her.
"Fuck me hard." Anna breathed. "Pump me hard and fast. Cum in me."
Lisa's nipples were already hard, excited by what she'd seen and heard so far. Now they ached to be touched and Lisa's right hand found her nipple, teasing it. She watched as Jack began thrusting faster into Anna, their bodies making an audible "smack", Anna's breasts bouncing, and the flesh of her ass rippling. Lisa felt her panties clinging to her crotch, moistened with her own juices.
"Yes!" Anna hissed. "Fuck my ass. Pump your cum in my asshole stud."
Lisa heard the words and let out a deep sigh, a sigh of lustful arousal. Her left hand replaced her right on her nipples, and her right hand slid under her panties and between her legs. Lisa knew she was wet, and she slipped one finger deep into herself, rubbing her clit frantically.
The two bodies undulated and writhed about, glistening even in the darkness of the room. Anna's long dark hair flailed about as her body heaved and bucked to Jack's rhythm. It wasn't long before Jack groaned and began thrusting hard against Anna, trying to drive his cock and maybe even his balls inside her. Their groans filled the air for a few long moments, and then fell silent.
In the sudden silence Lisa stopped cold. Her own heavy breathing was covered by theirs, as was the wet, squishing sounds her fingers had been making in her pussy. She slowly caressed herself and watched the two lovers lay on the bed, him on top of her from behind, both kissing and floating along together. Lisa finally realized the show was over and she crept back to her bed, still excited by what she'd witnessed. Her own sleep came only after fantasizing about feeling Jack coming in her ass, not Anna's.
The next morning Anna was in the kitchen first, having made coffee and preparing to make breakfast for the three of them. Lisa shuffled in wearing her light robe, shaking out her long golden hair.
"Well! Good morning!" Anna said cheerfully, handing over a hot cup.
"'Morning." Lisa said blearily. "Thanks."
"Well, you look dreadful. At least I have an excuse." Anna joked.
"Ummm. I know." Lisa said automatically, then regretted it.
"Oh. I'm sorry, did we wake you?" Anna asked.
"Yeah, it's okay though." Lisa said. "It's better than David Letterman."
Anna laughed. "ANYTHING is better than David Letterman. Especially a..." Her voice trailed off.
"A good ass fucking?" Lisa asked. "Oh, shit. I shouldn't have said that." She argued, "I'm cranky before my first cup."
Anna had blushed, even through her early summer tan. "Well, Jack does have the right equipment for that." she giggled.
Lisa smiled. "I've gotta take a shower." she said, walking down the hallway.
Before entering the shower, Lisa surveyed herself in the mirror.
What she saw pleased her mostly. Fair skin but with a few too many freckles (never mind that her boyfriends told her they were sexy), a pair of slightly bloodshot blue eyes, even though there were some circles forming under them, a very attractive face, but her nose was too big she thought, but no one ever complained. Her best features, the ones she knew would always get the guys to look still pleased her. Her hair was straight, and long, stopping just below her waist, like a golden-blonde waterfall. And her eyebrows, which matched her hair exactly. Many men had asked her if her "other" hair was so perfectly matched. If he was that bold, she invited him to see for himself that it was.
Her breasts weren't as large as she wanted, but they were well proportioned to her body. Her waist was slender still, and she was trim, but she always criticized any flab on her butt or thighs, even though most men would have killed to kiss her naked form. At five foot seven, she was leggy, but still nicely put together.
Lisa stepped into the shower and soaped up, thinking of Anna and Jack's performance earlier. She didn't masturbate, she never could in the shower, but she did feel much better after she'd cleaned up and put on what little makeup she usually wore. She brushed out her long hair, still wet, and used the blow dryer for about ten minutes. It was still damp when she stopped to answer the knock on the bathroom door.
Jack stood in the hallway wearing jogging shorts and trying to keep an erection down. Lisa wore her robe but was obviously naked under- neath. Lisa smiled and let Jack into the bathroom, while she returned to the kitchen and the smell of bacon and eggs.
Anna's t-shirt was outside of her shorts now, something Lisa noticed quickly. "I see Jack's said good morning to you." she said.
Anna glanced down at her top, then looked over at Lisa, grinning.
"Yeah. The animal!" She added with a wink.
They ate breakfast when Jack returned, and afterwards, Anna braided Lisa's long blonde hair. She took her shower with Jack, and Lisa tried to ignore the sounds of splashing fun the bathroom.
Anna and Jack went out to visit the casinos on the North Shore of Lake Tahoe, while Lisa contented herself with sunning on the deck and reading a new book by her favorite writer. This vacation started out wrong, with Mike cancelling out at the last minute, leaving Lisa feeling alone, and like a party crasher. But then, she didn't gamble and besides, she wasn't old enough anyway. Lisa worked on her tan, hoping that her freckles would blend into a semblance of a tan at least.
It was pretty and quiet in the mountains, but still warm. Lisa only stayed in the sun for a short while before moving into the shade. She read for about an hour and a half, then dozed off.
Lisa awoke, stretching like a cat, and then stood up. The light coating of sun-screen still glistened on her skin and felt slippery since she'd perspired during her nap. She picked up her towel and turned to enter the rented cabin when she saw Anna and Jack inside.
Lisa watched through the large glass doors, her eyes wide, blinking in amazement or sleepiness. Anna lay on her back on the sofa, her ass at the edge of the cushions. She was naked with her legs high in the air, and Jack was crouching between her legs, rolling his face around in her cunt. Anna was shaking and rocking her hips, obviously enjoying his tongue. Lisa wondered what to do as she watched. Somehow they'd come back while she'd dozed off, and hadn't seen her on the deck. Jack made Anna come in a gasping orgasm which made Lisa very wet, and she wanted to finger her pussy, but she didn't dare. She didn't want them to catch her masturbating while she watched them.
The two lovers swapped places, and now Anna was sucking on Jack's cock. In the daylight Lisa could see that Jack's cock was just about right for fucking, in any hole. Not too big, not too short, just nice.
Anna sucked him with practiced expertise. Anna's body was smooth and evenly tan, except for the small light areas that showed the tiny suit she normally wore. Lisa felt her feet moving, and she felt as though someone else was controlling them.
As she moved, it came to her that she was going to walk in on them, and she prepared and "excuse". If they objected or were embarrassed, she would simply go to her room, then shower off from her sunbathing. If they didn't object then...well, she'd see.
Lisa took a deep breath and opened the door, walking in and closing it carelessly behind her. Just as she entered, Anna looked up, and Jack began to shoot. Both young women locked eyes for a moment, then Lisa's were drawn to the thick white cum spurting against Anna's neck and tits. Anna looked down, paused, then gulped down Jack's spurting cock, making him cry out with loud "ahhh's".
Lisa decided to go to her room, as if she'd interrupted completely by accident. As she walked she could feel the slipperiness of her own pussy and the stiffness of her nipples.
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