Chapter 3: Passageways

It was a Wednesday when I gained my next sexual partner. I had slept in Mindy’s bed and awoke to her riding me. That is definitely the best possible way to wake up by the way. I heard the bathroom door shut and she said, “Fuck.” And rolled off of me.

My aunt walked down and opened the sliding glass shower door. I stood and grabbed my sister’s hand and pulled her towards the stairs to my room. Soon enough I guided her to my bed and returned to where I belonged.

After, she turned to me, “That was too close, we almost got caught. We should do it up here from now on.”

“Risky, Alex could swing in at any point. We at least we have warning if we’re in your room with the door to up here shut, besides they have to already know.”

“What do you mean?”

“The grandmother’s room is separated from yours by a folding door with slats. The bathroom is open. Should at least get some beads or something for that. Aunt Ginny is on the same floor as you and the grandmother. GG said this was ‘normal’ for this family. We also tend to be active and you tend to be a bit loud what with the ‘harder baby brother, more please, oh god how can you do this to me?”

“That’s your impression of me?”

“Only when we’re fucking, my impression of you when we’re not fucking isn’t as flattering. Ginny and the grandmother aren’t idiots they’ve figured it out. They either don’t care, are happy about it, or just don’t want to get involved.”

“Yeah, but were careful.”

“I fucked you in the living room last night, before we went to bed.” Not to mention my session with my little Suzie and it’s Wednesday so I usually get Alex in my arms tonight. Life is good.

“Ok so what do we do?”

“They don’t seem to be upset. I say we just keep going the way they are.”

“You need to seduce them.”

“What?”

“GG at least, I think Granny is too old.” That’s the kind of logic that’s not logic.

“Why?”

“If you’re fucking her, she won’t tell.”

“She’s not telling anyone now.” Did GG ask her to try and get me to do this?

“We also wouldn’t have to be discreet.”

“Yes, because me eating you out on the stairs on Monday while the grandmother made breakfast and Ginny was reading the paper is the very definition of discreet.”

“Just trust me. GG doesn’t date. She hasn’t since her divorce three years ago.”

“If I make a play for her, she’s more likely to react badly.”

“I know her secret.”

“What secret?”

“She likes to be told what to do.”

“You mean she’s a submissive?” That may be interesting. Suzie briefly described dominance play to me when she mentioned it was on the syllabus and I ‘borrowed’ a few books on the subject from the library.

“Yes. She talks a bit when she drinks.”

“She drinks?”

“Yes, Baby brother. Sometimes you’re so dense.”

“Why’d she get a divorce?”

She sighed and produced a frown, “Her being submissive doesn’t mean she’ll do what anyone says, it just means she likes it when she’s told what to do in the bedroom. She can and will say know. Her ex-husband wanted to pass her around to his friends, she didn’t like that and he wouldn’t let the idea go.” Okay, why would anyone do that? You get the girl and then hand her off?

“Ok, so what are you suggesting I do?”

“If you can get her alone, just tell her to do something with you she may go for it.”

“And if she doesn’t?”

“I don’t know we’ll talk about it later.” GG had to ask for this, no way it makes sense otherwise ... I guess she changed her mind about the intergenerational thing.

Average day, breakfast, School, quality notebook conversations with Alex, Basketball with Scott and Daniel at lunch. Then cheerleading practice happened. I took my time to shower after the long game of Volleyball that amounted to gym. I’d switched to Gym from Civics after being conscripted into the squad.

When I got to the auditorium, I was both amused and aroused. Stacy and Jill were making out on a mat, and Angie was between Beth’s legs munching away. I knew they did these things. Stacy and Jill were a couple to the people in the know and I knew the group played around, but it was the first time I’d gotten a bird’s eye view of it.

Lis was sitting in the first row with a hand under her skirt. I walked up and asked, “Feeling left out?”

“John! We didn’t think you were coming. So ... we kind of took the day off.”

“I was running late enjoying the show though.”

“Yeah.”

“You want to join in?”

“Huh?”

“No reason we should be left out of the fun, just because we don’t have a partner.”

“Um, ok?”

“Why don’t we go to the alcove where we’ve been keeping the mats? A little fun and a bit of privacy.”

She grasped my hand and we walked through the mini-lesbian orgy to the alcove. The alcoves were small, there was one on each side. It was shaped like a chevron. This one had a pile of blue gym mats I’d moved up here once I’d joined the squad the other had folding chairs in it.

I turned to my Sweet Lis and kissed her, her raven hair draping over my shoulder with the sudden movement. My tongue found hers and within seconds I had my hand beneath her jumper. Slowly I worked as we kissed to disrobe her; eventually her jumper, bra, knee highs, and skirt were in a neat pile by the mat.

I kissed my way down her body, taking the time to gently nurse from her till I made my way to her last article of clothing. “Can pussy come out to play?”

The only response was a groan and a subtle lifting of her hips which I interpreted as “Please.”

I glided her panties down her legs and then shifted her onto the mat, she was on her back and I was over her. My lips met hers once more.

As I pulled back from the kiss, I spoke, “I love a little pussy, her coat is so warm” I nuzzled her neck offering a gentle bite, “And if I don’t hurt her, She’ll do me no harm.” Her left breast and nipple, “So I’ll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,” Her right breast and nipple, “But pussy and I, Very gently will play” I drove my tongue through her navel, “She shall sit by my side and I’ll give her some food and pussy will love me because I am good.” I teased her inner thighs she was already fully exposed and glistening, “I’ll pat pretty pussy, and then she will purr; and thus show her thanks for my kindness to her.” With that I began to eat her. Her hands were grasping my head and pushing it downwards into her cunt. I used every trick I had learned from Suzie, every hint my sister had provided. I guided her to her peak twice and then moved up to kiss her lips, “Guide me in sweet Lis.”

She took my cock in her hand and positioned me at the entrance to her velvet folds, “FUCK ME!”

I thrust forward until I was fully engulfed in her. “Gladly.”

Her eyes met mine and I pushed us to another peak. “More!” She asked and I answered. Twice she convulsed on the tip of my cock before I had the thought to ask, “Pill?”

“What?”

“Are you on the pill?”

“Yes, god just cum in me, I can’t take much more.”

“Happy to oblige.” I picked up my pace driving towards my peak eventually finding it I sprayed my cum deep inside Lis.

She looked back at me glassy eyed, “so good.”

I kissed her gently, “That was wonderful, my sweet Lis.”

“Can we do that again?”

“If you’d like but not today as practice is likely over.”

“What was that rhyme?”

“I never will vex her nor make her displeased but pussies do like to be worried and teased.”

“Yeah, that one.”

“It’s a nursery rhyme, heard it when I was a kid. Now it will always remind me of you.” I slid my jeans and tee back on and she took far longer to dress.

When we walked back out onto the main stage hand in hand, I was greeted by applause. Lis blushed and I bowed and said, “For my next trick I will need a length of rope and a volunteer from the audience.” Jill raised her hand and I laughed, “Hey can I get a ride?”

Angie seemed perturbed, “I’ll run you home, the girls will want to talk.” About what?

I addressed the group, “Be seeing you.”

I followed Angie the couple blocks to her house then slipped in her car and she started towards the grandmother’s house before asking, “Home or Alex’s?”

“Over the river and through the woods, please. Alex will probably swing by later.”

“You’re a moron.”

“Did I do something wrong?”

“You fucked Lis.” “If you say so.” Yeah, I’m denying it to a witness? Might as well keep it up.

“She still has a crush on you from those non-dates.”

“She knows we’re just friends.”

“I’ll talk to her. Are you sure you don’t want to date her?”

“Seriously Lis knows were just friends, it’s no different than what you and Beth were doing. A bit of fun, some stress relief.”

“So, are you going to be helping the others out as well?”

“If they wanted to I would, probably wouldn’t want to though. Not Beth though.”

“Why not her?”

“She’s Scott’s girl. Stacy and Jill are gay and you have a boyfriend. Matt?”

“Mal.” Gold star for me! I was close.

“So, what’s the big deal?”

“I don’t know. She still has a crush on you and Lis is a bit of a gossip. You did a number on her and she’ll probably tell everyone.”

“As opposed to which member of my little squad that doesn’t treat school like a game of Chinese whispers?”

“Okay, we all like to talk. Seriously, she’s going to be talking about you to every girl in school.”

“That’s her choice, I don’t kiss and tell.”

“Seriously, so what happens when Scott and Daniel confront you tomorrow?”

“I’m not going to tell anybody. I give you my word. Seriously I’m happy to play the virgin.”

“Where did you come up with that rule anyway?” Definitely not telling her that story.

“That would be telling.”

“Don’t get any ideas about cheerleader orgies either.” Yes, because seeing one pretty much guaranteed the thought would never enter my brain.

“Who do you think I am?”

“You know what I mean.”

“I assume this was a one-time thing. If it doesn’t turn out to be that’s good, if it does that’s fine too.”

“So, how was she?”

“How was who?”

“Lis, fuck you’ve got me calling her that now. Melissa.”

“Lis is my friend. Same as you?”

“But the sex?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“She’ll tell me later.”

“That would be her right. I’d be interested to hear what you think happened.” She dropped me off and I completed my minimal homework, before hanging out in the living room.

I was lounging on the couch flipping through TV channels. Mindy was studying fiercely on the other end of the couch. The grandmother was preparing dinner which always had to be ready as mealtimes are not negotiable when Aunt Ginny made her announcement, “I’m going to take a bath.” This had been a clue during the initial stages of the teasing initiative that if I waited about thirty minutes I could watch her masturbate through the vent from the attic to her room. I’d only done that once when Mindy dragged me to it, but it did imply she did prompt Mindy’s morning suggestion, “Mindy?”

She looked up from her book, “Yes Baby Brother?”

“Were you serious during our conversation about Ginny?”

“Yes, why?”

“Cover for me then. We may be late to dinner.” I walked up the stairs into Ginny’s room and hid myself in the closet with the door cracked. Ginny had the largest of the bedrooms though it had an odd L shape to it.

I had to be patient. Eventually, I heard the door to her room open and glanced through the slats as best I could. She laid out clothes for the next day, and something to wear to dinner along with setting her glasses on the pile and then moved over to the drawer where she kept it. She removed the ancient white vibrator and plugged it in. She lay down on the bed and began to rub it on the exterior of her mound. I watched the motion, only getting twinges of blond hair shaking from the insidious angle I had to work with.