Chapter 7: Peyton

Monday, June 8

When I woke up Monday morning, I was surprised to find Peyton sitting on the foot of the bed again, still in her sleepwear. But today it was a Laker’s jersey and a black thong. I knew because she was sitting the same way, showing it to me.

“Good morning,” I said with a rumbling voice, not quite awake. “What can I do for you this fine morning?”

“Do you all always sleep naked?” she asked.

I lifted the covers and looked at Heather and then down at myself. “Yep!” I told her.

“Oh!” she said meekly. “Does that mean you’re going to have sex again?”

“I hope so,” I told her. “But Heather’s still asleep, so I can only hope!” I said with a chuckle.

“You seem to have sex a lot,” she stated flatly.

I just raised my eyebrows at her as if to say “So?”

“I mean I’ll be seventeen in October and you’ll just be a year older than me and it just doesn’t seem fair that you get to go to a sex camp and I had to beg you for a kiss!” she sighed.

“Tell me, Peyton. Just what is it that you’re wanting?” I asked.

I could see the tears welling in her eyes.

“I don’t know!” she cried. Then she collapsed into a ball on the foot of the bed and started crying harder.

Heather opened one eye and then looked to the crying girl and back at me. I just shrugged.

Throwing off the covers, she crawled to the crying girl and just hugged her as she whispered in her ear.

I hate to admit it, but I found the sight kind of sexy. I mean two girls, one naked and the other scantily clad, sitting on my bed, hugging and touching each other. I had realized on Friday that Heather might be bi, although we had never discussed it. But seeing her with my stepsister, it seemed obvious to me, even if they weren’t doing anything.

After about ten minutes I heard Heather tell her, “We’ll talk more later, Sweetie. But right now, I have to go take care of Ryan.”

“Take care of him?” Peyton asked, perplexed.

“Yeah. He can be a real grouch if he has to walk around all day with that flagpole waving. Even you wouldn’t be safe!” she giggled as they both looked at my crotch. “C’mon. I’ll show you the easy way to do it!”

The next thing I knew, they were on their knees at my crotch and Heather was showing her all the different parts of a man’s reproductive system. Heather started using her tongue and then suddenly, I felt a different tongue on my cock. Then they switched and Heather was taking me into her mouth. Then they switched again.

I was certainly enjoying the different sensations, and the fact that one of then was Peyton was stimulating, but the changes were offsetting as every time I was close, they changed and I had to start building again.

“My mouth’s getting tired and this isn’t working,” Heather told Peyton as she prepared to straddle my face. “But you have to be sure you’re well lubed or he’ll hurt you going in.”

“What are you doing?” Peyton asked.

“I’m letting him get me ready,” Heather told her as she settled her pussy on my mouth. “Have you seen his tongue?”

“His tongue? What about his tongue?” Peyton asked.

Heather raised up and told me, “Show her your tongue!”

I stuck my tongue out and winked at Peyton as Heather immediately settled her pussy back down on my face. Peyton just stared at us, mainly at where Heather’s pussy rode my face and I could tell she was trying to figure it out.

Suddenly Heather slid backwards, grabbed my cock and swiped the head through her now sopping pussy lips. When she had it where she wanted it, she slowly settled down on it.

“Go ahead. Hop on his mouth and try his tongue out,” she told Peyton as she continued to bounce slowly up and down.

There was hesitant confusion on Peyton’s face for a moment before she began carefully trying to straddle my face without disturbing Heather. But she finally made it and slowly sank towards my lips. I reached up and repositioned her hips slightly and then began teasing her virgin pussy. I could tell it was virgin as I quickly discovered her hymen with my tongue.

Peyton was already making noises, a mix of short screeches and moans as I feasted on her tender lips. But it was hard to concentrate on Peyton because of what Heather was doing to me. This wasn’t like when I was filming. When I was filming, I was focused on making a good video and also pleasing the girl if I could. And when Heather and I were alone, I focused on her. But sometimes, Heather made me the center of our lovemaking and I loved it.