Chapter 2

Lisa and I were on a deadline that week. We talked often enough to know that her period was expected on Thursday, so we only had two afternoons for fun. I teased my lover with my bare cock in her pussy just before we got it on each time. I knew Wednesday afternoon, with her period due tomorrow, that it was safe for us to screw without the rubbers.

Lisa allowed me half a dozen strokes inside her without protection before she said, “Time to put on the rubber.” I knew it wasn’t necessary but I didn’t argue. I understood how deathly afraid Lisa was of getting pregnant. I didn’t push the issue. Why should I? I was getting way more sex than nearly any other guy in our ninth-grade class.

Lisa and I were one of three long-term couples in our class. We hit the six-month mark. Kelsey and Jared had been going together for nine months. Matt Wolf and Amy Brubaker held the record. They started dating in seventh grade. They had been a couple almost two years. They were so close that we teased them like that one cartoon. They were MattandAmy, one intertwined organism. Lisa and I got some grief from teachers for PDAs in school. We were nothing compared to MattandAmy. They were constantly getting talked to about public displays of affection.

I managed to get alone with Lisa after lunch before fifth period. “I assume we’re doing fingering and a blow job today, not more.”

“No, we are good to go,” Lisa answered. “My period hasn’t started.”

“This isn’t anything we need to worry about, is it?” I asked. I was pretty sure we hadn’t screwed up, but the first sign of pregnancy was a missed period.

“My periods were irregular when I was eleven and twelve,” Lisa explained. “Since I turned thirteen, they are regular. They are anywhere from twenty-seven to thirty days apart. This is day twenty-eight. If I am still waiting on Sunday, then we could have a problem. Now, we’re fine.”

“That’s a relief.”

Later in the afternoon when we are naked in my bed and I’m rubbing my dick up and down her slot, I think about what it feels like to screw without the rubber. I dip my hips lower and skewer Lisa with my bare dick. I stare down at her. She’s smiling, so I start giving her thrusts. Half a dozen thrusts and she’s still smiling. I keep thrusting my dick into her. God, it feels so sweet. I’m doing her without protection for fifteen ... then twenty seconds.

Lisa lets out a sigh and announces, “You better put on the rubber now. We shouldn’t take any chances.”

“Yes, sweetie,” I agree as I reluctantly pull my bare dick out of her. We had a good fuck, in spite of the rubber between us. Lisa allows me about twenty seconds of skin-on-skin our second round before she insists on a rubber again. I do it. I know how nervous unprotected sex makes Lisa.

I checked with Lisa about her period on Friday before home room. Nothing. She reassured me we were fine. Still no bleeding when we were together at lunch. She tried to reassure me, but I wasn’t assured.

I had read enough on-line to know anytime a boy puts his bare dick in a girl, there is a chance of pregnancy. I had my bare dick in her frequently but had never shot a load of sperm inside her. Still, that clear liquid that drooled out of my dick when I got excited could have a little sperm in it. Lisa most likely day to be fertile was January 26th, and we had screwed twice that afternoon.

I caught up with Lisa before we boarded buses for home after school. “Text me and let me know when your period arrives,” I asked after a hug. “Your being late scares me.”

“I’m not late,” Lisa replied. “Things are fine. Twenty-eight days between periods is the average. I have had them as soon as twenty-seven days and as late as thirty days. We will be fine.”

“Text me when you get it,” I said. “I hear what you’re saying but, you’re late ... er, later than average. That makes me nervous. We won’t see each other again until your dad picks me up for our date tomorrow night. That is the end of your thirtieth day. Text me.”

“I will,” Lisa promised as we parted. “She laughed. “My science geek boyfriend is spooked.”

Well ... Lisa was right. I am very, very good at math and science. I would probably be called a geek by my classmates, if I wasn’t dating a hot girl like Lisa. Everyone knowing I was dating someone as hot as Lisa and that we were screwing did a great deal to tamp down geek comments about me.

Lisa was right about one thing. I was spooked at the idea that she might get pregnant. I knew the chances were very, very small that Lisa was pregnant. Still ... she was late! Well ... later than average. Her being pregnant would be a disaster for us.

My phone buzzed during dinner that evening. Afterwards I checked the text. Lisa informed me her period started. That was a huge relief for me.

Lisa and I hooked up as usual after school Monday. Lisa wasn’t sure during school if we would get the chance to screw. She was still bleeding a little in the morning. She changed pads at lunchtime. She headed to the bathroom when she arrived to cleanup and see if her period was over. She returned to my bedroom sporting a big grin.

“Cleared for action,” Lisa giggled.

“Cool!” I declared as I hopped in bed. Lisa joined me. We made out for a little. I played with her titties and then she rolled me onto the bottom and gave me my blow job. We swapped spots and I fingered her to climax. I lay over her again and ground my dick against her slot. After a bit, I slid lower and pushed the head of my dick against her hole and pushed in. Another hip thrust bopped my pubic bone against hers.

I looked down at Lisa. She was grinning back at me. I pulled out and thrust forward again. Once, twice, half a dozen times. Lisa was still grinning back at me. I continued stroking my boner in and out of my lover. She rubbed her hands against me. I continued screwing away. Twenty seconds, thirty seconds, what was going on?

“You OK with this?” I asked. Lisa grinned back up at me.

“Go for it,” She said. I continued stroking my dick in and out. “That French study ... it says there is a 0.2% chance of pregnancy today.”

I was right. Skin-on-skin sex was mind blowing. I continued balling her. Lisa grinned and pushed back towards my thrusts. Somehow, my wonderful girlfriend had overcome her fear of unprotected sex during safe times. God, I loved her.

Skin-on-skin was more ... way more stimulating to my dick than screwing with a rubber. I felt my balls churn much sooner than we were used to after a month of frequent sex.

I slowed for a bit. Lisa understood and reached between us and massaged my balls for a few minutes. We resumed humping together. I edged almost to climax twice more and Lisa massaged me until I was ready to continue. We went at it again.

I stroked for maybe five seconds more and I felt the urge to come rise again. I knew I was too close.

“Should I...” I panted, “ ... pull ... out?”

“You...” Lisa said. My dick throbbed and I felt my come surging. I whipped my hips backwards to withdraw. “ ... don’t need...” My come sprayed all over her hole. “ ... pull out.”

I painted her crotch with stripes of sticky white semen and sperm. Lisa giggled at me.

“That works too.”

I climbed off her and grabbed a handful of tissues to clean up Lisa.

“I didn’t expect this, you know,” I commented as we cleaned up. “I hope you didn’t feel pressured to do this. I am fine screwing with rubbers.”

“You are right about the chances of me getting pregnant,” Lisa said. “I pulled an ‘Ian’ and researched the hell out of pregnancy chances and natural family planning. I am learning the signs of ovulation. My cervix is hard like the end of my nose and closed. You can’t get me pregnant today.”

“Really?” I asked.

“You can put the rubbers away all week,” Lisa said. “We shouldn’t need them. That study put the chances of pregnancy at 1% tomorrow, 3% Wednesday and 6% Thursday.”

“No rubbers all week?” I replied, my smile as wide as my face. “Damn! This sounds like fun.”

“It will be,” Lisa replied. “I like the feel of you filling me without that rubber too.”

“This week sounds like a lot of fun,” I replied.

We cuddled for a bit and then browsed porn on-line. Nearly half of the pornos featured the guy going down on is girl. I could see the idea intrigued Lisa. The idea of licking her pussy squicked me out.

Lisa took my dick in her mouth every time we screwed. Maybe I needed to rethink this. I remembered Mark’s advice to make sure Lisa had fun. She was worried about screwing without rubbers but did it anyway. I needed to re-evaluate my concerns. Maybe I should do this to make her happy.

We screwed a second time that afternoon, again without benefit of a rubber. I loved how it felt. Lisa seemed fine about taking this very small risk.

We were laying cuddled together afterwards. “Why today? I asked. “That study says the chances of you getting pregnant were the same last week as they are this week.”

“I know,” Lisa agreed. “You remember last Wednesday when I allowed you to keep thrusting more than a couple times with the rubber?” I nodded yes. “I was planning to allow you to do it without the rubber that day. I chickened out. Same on Thursday.”

“Why were you OK with it today?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” Lisa said. “Last week I thought, what if my period came really quick, like in a couple weeks from then? We’d be doing it when I am fertile. I read up on signs of ovulation over the weekend. I know I don’t have any of them now.” She giggled. “Except being horny sign. That won’t be a good indicator. You always make me horny, you sexy stud.”

“You make me crazy too,” I agreed. “Thank you for being willing to try this.”

Lisa and I enjoyed our couplings sans rubbers during the week. I tried to work up nerve to go down on Lisa Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons but couldn’t bring myself to try it.

Wednesday after dinner, Dad called me aside. He tossed me a big box of rubbers. I had no idea they came is boxes of thirty-six.

“I will need $13.20 for these,” Dad stated.

“Um ... I have plenty right now,” I answered. “I don’t really need more right now.”

“I needed to find a better way to keep you and Lisa protected without me getting the leers from the clerk at Rite-Aid,” Dad explained. “I don’t need the money from you right now. Buying on-line is cheaper and more anonymous than buying at Rite-Aid. The ones you are using now cost $1.08 each. These are 73 cents each.”

“OK,” I agree.

“Put these in your closet and use them when you need them,” Dad said. “At the rate you and Lisa are going, that will be before the month is out. It stinks that my youngest son is getting more action than me.”

“You’re just jealous,” I teased.

“Damn straight I am,” Dad responded. “If I were sixteen again...”

“Not fourteen and doing it with the cute Dutch girl?” I laughed.

“Daydreaming of being sixteen and getting it on with your Mom doesn’t get me in trouble,” Dad laughed. “Young Dutch babes? That is a different story. Get out of here and you and Lisa be careful. No grandchildren!”

“None on the way nor any planned,” I laughed as I left.

I didn’t feel it necessary to inform Dad that were going need roughly half as many rubbers going forward.

Thursday was our last day of skin-on-skin sex for a number of weeks. I put my face close to Lisa’s pussy while I fingered her prior to our first round of sex that afternoon. It didn’t smell bad, like I sort of expected. I tried to work up my nerve to lick her as I fingered her. Lisa reached climax before I overcame my reluctance.

We had a good fuck afterward. I felt kind of shitty about being chicken. Lisa willingly sucked my dick for the past five weeks, almost daily. I was too chicken to return the favor. Many of the pornos we watched featured the guy going down on the girl. Fuck! I needed to man up for Lisa.

We headed back to my bed for round two. After making out a little I got between Lisa’s legs and began fingering her. I took a deep breath and leaned in. I ran my tongue down Lisa’s wet slot.

“WHAT?” my love squeaked. This didn’t taste too bad. I swiped my tongue up towards her clit. Slightly sweet ... a bit of funk ... salty too ... I can do this. I licked around her clitoris.

“OH!” Lisa gasped. “Shit!” I slipped my tongue down her slot again. My two fingers worked in and out of her tight hole while I tongued her. I worked my tongue up and down through her slot. Her floppy inner lips felt cool! I popped my head up, grinned up at Lisa and asked, “Am I doing this right?”

“No talk...” Lisa groaned. “Lick!”

“I’ll take that as a yes,” I giggled.

“LICK!” I got back to work. I inserted a couple fingers in her hole while I licked and teased the way I saw guys do on the pornos on-line. I must have done it correctly. Lisa quickly came unwired. Her hands were pressing against the back of my head as I licked, to keep my tongue exactly where it was. I couple erotic stories I read suggested that I keep away from her clitoris until she was close to climax. Her pants and gasps told me she was close. I finally teased her clitoris with my tongue and yanked at it with my lips. Fifteen or twenty seconds of that brought her to a shrieking climax. I sat up to avoid my thrashing girlfriend’s thighs as she orgasmed. I smiled to myself. I did good.

Lisa and I made love. It was sweet. We cuddled afterwards.

“That was so sweet of you,” Lisa said. “It was mind blowing.”

“I enjoyed it,” I responded. “It was fun for me too. Plan on me doing a lot more of that for you.”

“I love you,” Lisa sighed.

“I love you too,” I agreed before we shared another kiss.

We continued our afternoon fun for the next couple weeks, until baseball practice started. I had practice Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday after school. Wednesdays became the only day Lisa and I could get together for sex. We’d been doing the deed long enough that cutting back to sex two or three times, one day a week was pretty terrible. Thankfully, baseball season was only two months. We’d be able to resume our normal screwing in the middle of May.

Lisa’s dad drove Lisa and me over to Jared’s house for his slightly belated birthday party. His birthday was March 22nd, but the party was the closest Saturday, the 24th. This was our first mixed-gender high school party for most all of us. Ninth graders did not get invitations to the upper-class men’s parties. Jared scored a bottle of vodka, thanks to a twenty-one-year-old friend he worked with last summer. Jared’s parents were home to supervise the party, in theory. Jared knew they would allow us some leeway and wouldn’t check up on us too often during the evening.

We did cake, ice cream and presents with his parents upstairs. When we were done celebrating, the ten of us went downstairs. The guest list was predictable mostly – Jared and Kelsey, Lisa and me, Peter and Madison. Peter had dated Madison since mid-January and been going steady with her for the past month. Max brought Jackie DeMarco. They had dated a few times. Bill was the odd man out. He had asked Ashley Johnston to be his date two weeks ago when the party was organized. Ashley came down with the flu Thursday during school and was sent home. Jackie asked her friend Jade Landis to be Bill’s date at lunch Friday when it was apparent that Ashley wouldn’t make it to the party.

Everyone headed downstairs to the family room in the basement when the refreshments were done. Jared put on some music for us as we gathered on the couch, the chairs or cushions on the floor.

“I have a few ground rules, everyone,” Jared announced when we were settled. “First, let’s have fun but keep it reasonable tonight. I don’t want to get busted by my parents. I guarantee if we get busted for acting wild, phone calls will go to all our parents. Every one of us will be in deep shit if we don’t keep our party under control. Everyone agree?” All of us agreed with Jared.

“Two: We can have lots of fun without violating rule #1,” Jared said. “My buddy Davey got me a fifth of vodka. It’s odorless and won’t get you busted when you get home. I have a cooler full of soda in the laundry room over there.” Jared pointed towards a door at one end of the room. No vodka comes into this room ... looking like vodka. Kelsey and I set things up for all of us to enjoy a bit of alcohol and NOT get caught. When you want a drink, grab soda from the cooler, pour a shot glass of it and drink it. Now you can pour a shot glass of vodka into your soda can and bring your drink out here. If my parents come downstairs to check us, we look clean. Can everyone agree to this?”

“Shots of vodka?” Madison asked. “That’s the hard stuff. My parents will skin me alive if I come home drunk.”

“You won’t,” Jared promised. “Kelsey?”

“I did an on-line blood alcohol calculator,” Kelsey explained. “Girls our size can get drunk on two shots in a couple hours.”

“Which brings us to Rule #3: No more than two shots per person tonight,” Jared added. “I will run out of vodka if you take more. Now, Rule #4: All booze must be finished by nine o’clock. That will give everyone time to sober up before your parents pick you up. Even you, Madison, will no longer be legally drunk when you get picked up at the end of the party.” Madison was the smallest girl, weighing around 105 pounds. Everyone accepted Jared’s conditions.

“Good,” Jared said, smiling. “We can have a fun party and not get busted and grounded by our parents.” Jared took us into the laundry room, where we prepared our drinks. Lisa and I did Coke spiked with vodka.

We gathered in a circle in the family room and gossiped about our classmates, our teachers and our classes at school. We talked for about fifteen minutes before exhausting the school topics. Kelsey suggested our next activity, a purity test. She handed out a test she found on-line.

Everyone went through the one hundred questions to determine his or her purity. I checked 43 boxes, making my purity score 57.

“OK, everyone done?” Jared asked after a few minutes. “Time to reveal your score. Lisa and I were sitting beside him on the couch. You first, Ian.”

“Uh... 57,” I said. I had no idea if that was a high or low score.

“You’re shitting me,” Bill gasped. “I got a 76. No way. You’re bullshitting us.”

“I got a 62,” Lisa said. “What five things have you done that I haven’t?”

“I don’t know,” I answered.

The others reported their scores as we went around the circle. Peter scored a 68. His girlfriend had a 67. Bill already reported his 76. His last-minute date, Jade Landis scored a 65. Max had a 68. Jackie scored 57. The two of us were teased about what we had been doing together. We denied everything we were accused of doing.

Kelsey reported her score as 60. We teased Jared when he revealed a 61, one point purer than his girlfriend. I was amazed to be tied for most debauched in our group of friends.

“Now things get interesting,” Jared announced. “Guys hand your test to the guy on your right. Girls, pass yours to the girl on your left. It is time for our second game, Truth or Dare.”

“No way!” Bill protested.

“Yes, the first game is source material for our second game,” Jared said. Kelsey pulled out a deck of cards.

“This is the starter deck of dares,” Kelsey added. “These are tame dares anyone can do. If things go the way we hope, we have a second deck of dares ... kinkier ones. Couples don’t have to participate, if they’re uncomfortable with the dares.”

“We will know what the second set of dares are BEFORE we commit to playing with that deck? Jade challenged.

“Completely voluntary,” Kelsey answered. “We have three couples here. I feel sure you guys will be OK with the kinky deck. Those of you just dating, you can pass on the game or keep using the safer dare deck when we move up.”

We drew cards from a standard card deck, high card went first. Max drew a queen and went first. Max went for the jugular, challenging Bill to truth or dare. Bill took truth.

“Tell us when and where you smoked pot,” Max challenged.

“Shit, you had to ask me that,” Bill snapped. “It was a year ago. I was with my cousins, who are a couple years older than me. They decided to light up a joint. I took a couple tokes.”

Everyone was shocked. Mr. Purity had smoked pot! We went around the circle. We learned a lot about each other. Jared, Kelsey, Lisa, me, Peter, Madison, Jackie and Jade had all lost their virginities. We got a bunch of first-time stories. Peter and Madison’s revelation that they had sex was a surprise. All of us thought they were virgins. They had done the deed for the first-time last weekend.

We got to see some dares too. It was gross but Peter had to lick peanut butter from my armpit. I had to remove my socks with my teeth. That wasn’t as bad as Bill’s one dare. He had to smell the feet of everyone and rate them from freshest to stinkiest. Lisa won freshest. Max was hands down winner of stinkiest feet.

Some dares were dumber. Peter ended up going commando (no underwear) the rest of the night. Max had to tie his shirt tail up so he displayed his midriff. Lisa had Jared redo her makeup. Bill had to twerk to an NSync song. His performance was just wrong!

I suspect Jared and Kelsey stacked the deck. As we got deeper in the deck of dares, we got more intimate dares – deep kissing and such. Peter had to post a photo of himself on Facebook for ten minutes where he was wearing nothing but his boxers. Jackie had to give Bill’s thumb a blow job.

Jade had a nasty dare to do. She was blindfolded and had to kiss whatever body part Bill presented to her. She didn’t know the card said Bill had to drop his pants and have her kiss his ass cheek. Everyone laughed hard when she kissed his ass. She had no idea why we laughed and we didn’t reveal the reason.

Jackie had to arouse Max without touching any of his sensual parts. We included lips, ear lobes and neck as well as nipples and his crotch as erogenous zones. Jackie had her date hard in no time at all.

“I think it is time for the kinky deck,” Jared announced. “Is everyone in?”

“What’s in the deck?” Jade asked. “I need to know before I will agree to it.”

“Here is what we found on-line,” Jared said.

“1. Give your partner a hickey

“2. Get naked and make out. Touch nothing below the shoulders

“3. Bring your partner to climax with your hand

“4. Dry hump with your partner for two minutes

“5. Cover your partner’s genitals with whipped cream and lick it off

“6. Insert a vibrator in your partner

“7. Make your partner climax without using your hands

“8. Give your partner oral sex

“9. Do 69 until both of you climax

“10. Have sex with your partner.”

“In fairness to Max, Jackie, Bill and Jade,” Jared said, “ ... you guys can pass on the last card and draw again if you don’t want to screw, since you guys aren’t committed couples. This will be a couples game, dares only. Sound like fun?”

“I don’t have a problem with any of the cards,” Jackie commented. Max looked at his date in surprise. She gave him a smile and a wink.

“I don’t have a problem in principle with the last one,” Jade said. “No offense Bill, but this is our first date. I’ll pass if we get that card.”

“Fair enough,” Kelsey agreed. Jared nodded in agreement with his girlfriend.

Everyone headed to the laundry to get more drinks. All of us finished our Coke and vodkas a while ago. Every one drew a card to see who went first when we were seated in the circle again. Bill won the first dare. Of course, he drew the ‘have sex with your partner’ card. The second draw brought something they were willing to do. ‘Give your partner a hickey.’

“Do we do this in front of everyone?” Jade asked.

“I have a sleeping pad on the floor in the laundry,” Jared explained. “That will give you two privacy and give the rest of us time to warn you in case my ‘rents come downstairs to check on us.

The two came back a few minutes later. Peter looked over Jade’s neck. “I don’t see any hickey,” Peter challenged. Bill and Jade sat down. She gave Peter a grin and then pulled the neck of her T-shirt down until we could see a red mark on the top of her left titty.

Jackie was next in the circle. She drew the ‘insert a vibrator in your partner’ card. “Oh ... hell no!” Max snapped.

“Why don’t Max and I swap,” Jackie suggested. “I’d enjoy a vibrator. You do have one down here, I assume.”

“Of course,’ Jared replied. “We have everything available the cards call for.”

“Let’s go, Maxie dear,” Jackie giggled. “I’ve got a date with a vibrator.” Maxie dear? The rest of us guys managed to stifle laughs. We’d save those for later at school when the girls weren’t around. Based on the sounds coming from the laundry room, I assume Maxie dear did a good job on Jackie. She was sporting a big grin when they returned to the circle a few minutes later.

Kelsey drew next. “Damn! Get naked and make out. Touch nothing below the shoulders.” Kelsey pouted. “That wasn’t the card I wanted.”

“Foreplay, honey,” Jared said. “I’ll pick the right card next round. I promise.”

Jared and Kelsey were back a couple minutes later. Lisa drew the next card. It was, “7. Make your partner climax without using your hands.” Lisa giggled, “This one works for me.”

“Me too,” I grinned. At minimum I was about to get a blow job. Just as likely, Lisa could use her pussy to get me off. That would be just fine with me too.

When we were alone in the laundry room, I teased, “What’s your pleasure? I could sit on the washer while you sucked me off.”

“Not what I had in mind,” Lisa giggled as she started to undress.

“Titty fuck?” I teased as she popped her bra open.

“That isn’t the body part I planned on using, Lisa said as her pants dropped. “Get undressed, sweetie.”

I did not argue with my girl. “Should I finger you some before we start?” I asked.

“The card said no hands,” Lisa countered. “I expect some tongue action if I am going to allow you to screw me with this dare.”

“I can do that.” Lisa leaned back against the washer and spread her legs. I knelt in front of her and started licking. Surprisingly, she was pretty wet already. I only needed a couple minutes to prepare Lisa for screwing.

“Ready?” I asked. Lisa turned around and leaned against the washer, her ass pushed out towards me and her legs spread to give me access. We’d tried this position once before. I stepped behind her and used a finger to locate her hole. I replaced it with me dick and thrust upwards. Damn, this felt good! It wasn’t going to take long for me to come. I began thrusting as I steadied us with my hands on Lisa’s hips. We tried to be quiet but we weren’t totally successful. I am sure our friends in the other room knew how Lisa was bringing me to climax.

I had a nice buzz going, thanks to the two shots of vodka in my soda. I was close to climax when I realized what I forget. The damned rubber!

“Lisa... [pant] ... is this... [pant] ... a safe...” I grunted, “ ... day?” I continued drilling her while I waited for a response. My urge to come was rising.

“Uh ... let me ... think...” Lisa gasped. Thirty pounds lighter than me, I knew she was drunker than I was. “Seven ... fourteen ... uh ... seventeen ... almost eighteen days ... unnnhh!” Lisa grunted as I slammed in. “Should be ... OHHH! Ohh ... KAY!”

I banged into her rapidly. That set me off. I ground my throbbing dick into her pussy as I spewed a load of come in my lover. We used some paper towels to clean up. We got dressed and rejoined our friends. The paper towels went in the trash in the family room. Proof that we completed our dare glistened on the paper towel.

“No hands?” Peter teased.

“No hands at all,” I confirmed. “Lisa got me off without laying a finger on me.”

Madison was the last girl to pick in Round 1 of the kinky dare game. She picked, “9. Do 69 until both of you climax.”

“What is 69?” Madison asked.

“You give Peter a blow job while he licks your pussy,” Kelsey explained.

“I what?” Peter snapped, his smile appearing at the word blow job and then disappearing when she said, “licks your pussy.”

“Man up, Peter,” I said. “It’s isn’t gross like you’d think. Madison will love this.”

“She will,” both Kelsey and Lisa confirmed. From the sounds in the laundry room, Peter figured out how to bring Madison off with his tongue. He had a smile and a slightly dazed look when the couple returned to the family room.

“Why don’t we take a short break before Round Two?” Jared suggested. “We can grab some sodas from the cooler and relax before we have more fun with this deck. Remember, no more booze. It is after nine o’clock.”

Everyone grabbed drinks. Lisa and Madison headed to the bathroom, so Peter and I were hanging out, waiting for our girls.

“You were right about licking pussy,” Peter commented. “You do that a lot for Lisa?”

“Drives her wild,” I said. “No better way to get her excited and ready for sex.”

“Any other tips for a newly de-virginized guy?” Peter asked. “You’ve been holding out on the group. We could use some secrets for our girlfriends.”