Chapter 2

When Adam’s mother sat down and grabbed Maura’s hands, all that nervous excited energy inside Maura was witnessed. The girl was in the waiting room chair, clenching her teeth, bouncing her knees, and shaking her shoulders. She had to get out. She had to get back to Krysten’s. She had to have Adam with her.

“He’ll be OK.” The mother said, brushing the girl’s hair back from her ear.

“Yeah he’s fine.” Maura nodded. “I wanna--”

“Young lady, I am his mother.” She warned. Maura nodded, uncaring. Adam, his father, and the doctor came out of the back room. Maura was abandoned as the woman strode and hugged Adam.

“Oof.” Adam mumbled. His mom jumped back.

“X-Rays are clear. No broken bones. No sign of a concussion. A couple Tylenol for pain if he needs it. He’s going to have some bruises and scrapes on his thigh. That will clear up in a few days. He should come back in immediately if he has any nausea or other symptoms.” The doctor said as if reiterating things for the seventh time. “Good thing you had your helmet, eh?”

“Uh, yeah.” He said with a frown. His mom had grabbed him again. Maura waved at him from the back of the room. “Hey, look who’s not dead!” and “Let’s get the fuck out of here!” were megaphoned in her little gesture. Adam’s father nodded.

“Sweetheart. Just because his ribs aren’t broken doesn’t mean you get to finish the job.” Father said to mother opening the hug. “Sheriff still around?”

“No, he left after talking to Mr Zucker.” Adam’s mother thumbed her dry eyes, daring them to cry again. “Now, let’s get you home and fed--”

“I think he has a ride, hun.” Dad toe tapped mom. Mom turned and saw Maura. This wave was more of a “NOTHING SUSPICIOUS!”

“Maura, he’ll meet you at the car, OK?” Mother said. Maura zipped out of the clinic room.

“A man now, eh?” She stared into her son’s eyes.

“What are you talking about?” Adam asked. He wasn’t full of morphine or something right?

“C’mere.” Adam was force marched ahead of his father. The doctor had gone back to his room. There was a pharmacy attached to the clinic. Adam’s mother walked him straight to the family planning aisle.

“Uh, mom?” Adam asked through red cheeks.

“Buy condoms and you can go with Maura.” She had dared him. She did not want her boy out of her sight. She figured this was a brutal strategy. Adam’s father’s laughing skyrocketed when Adam grabbed the box of extra large condoms without hesitation.

“And I’m going to grab some tylenol too. Doctor’s orders. Love you mom.” Adam darted off with far more vigor than someone who was in a traffic accident and flung bodily down a hill ought to be.

“Don’t look like that, honey. Maura’s kinda the girl you run that fast for.” The father smirked with pride.

“Oh? You don’t run that fast for me.” Mama Bear baited Papa Bear.

“That’s because I know, no matter how fast I run, you will catch me.”

Maura was waiting on the hood of her car in the parking lot. Mr Zucker, Emmy’s father, was standing by the car in the next spot. Adam’s family’s car was in the next spot. Adam came bolting out of the pharmacy.

“Finally!” Maura grinned. She hopped off of the car and swung her keys around her right ring finger.

“Ah, hello. Adam, is it?” And Mr Zucker had to get in the way. Maura silently punched the air in front of her in frustration six or seventeen times.

“Hi,” Adam said recognizing the car.

“I just wanted to say how sorry I am, I--”

“Don’t worry about it,” Adam interrupted and rushed by. He said from Maura’s passenger side door. “It’s your daughter who’s the fuckup.”

The well dressed man was shocked long enough for Maura to put the key in the ignition and Adam to buckle his seatbelt. He stepped over and looked into the open passenger side window.

“Still, it’s best I made this right. Do you need a new bike? It’s the least I could do.” Mr Zucker tried to smile.

“Yeah, that would--” Adam was interrupted by Maura grabbing his arm.

“Emmy did a really shitty thing. She needs to take Adam out for dinner and apologize. Now get your hands off my car and get your toes clear of the wheels. Bye!” Maura smirked, put the car in gear, and was gone before Mr Zucker had anything else to say.

“Emmy buy me dinner, huh?” Adam asked as they pulled out of the parking lot. “I just survived a car accident, put your seatbelt on.”

“You’re not my dad.” Maura stuck out her tongue and did her belt. “You’ve never been on a date.”

“Neither have you.” Adam countered.

“I was on a few, then I realized Krysten wasn’t actually hitting on me so we became friends.” Maura claimed. “Anyway, I just got you an in with hot, tall, and frosty. You’re welcome.”

“Uh, yeah.” Adam shook his head. “I think I’ve got much more interesting things on my plate than a cute girl.”

“Hot! Emmy’s hot. You want a cute girl? You can fuck Krysten.” Maura grinned.

“Or you.” Adam threatened with a broad grin. He and Maura had been friends since the training wheels had come off his bike. They hadn’t ever flirted or pushed those boundaries. Maura was grinning when Adam had. That surprised him. He tried to temper his reflex smile.

“Me?” Maura snorted.

“Mom wouldn’t let you take me tonight if I didn’t buy these.” He dug the condoms out of the white plastic bag.

“Extra large, huh?” Maura grinned. “You won’t need those.”

“I know right?” They both laughed. Adam thought it was a joke. Maura knew there wouldn’t be condoms involved. She stepped on the gas a bit more. She was getting back to Nut as soon as she could.

Krysten and Jen pulled on t-shirts when they heard the door open. Maura was the kind of friend who never had to knock.

“You’re going to need to clean up more.” Jen waved at Krysten’s thighs.

“Jahdajahdo.” Nut gestured. He was enjoying himself bouncing on the springs of the bed. The silver angel over her bed wobbled on its nail.

“You know better, don’t let Adam--” Jen growled at the alien who retracted his long red phallus. “I’ll send Maura in here and I’ll have Adam in my room.”

“You can’t do that. You know I like--”

“Clean up first!” Jen scowled. She hopped climbing into the shorts she wore as pajamas. “There’ll be plenty of time to tag in.”

“Nn-Nut!” Nut shouted throwing his arms up and running past Krysten and Jen. His big irises catalogued his achievements, his small irises aimed forward sniffing the air. He waddled out onto the landing, grabbed the rail and vaulted himself over and onto Maura.

“Shit!” Adam managed to catch Maura’s hips and hold her upright as the alien climbed onto the red haired girl.

“Hey buddy!” She grinned as Nut hugged her. She felt the pressure of something growing into her belly button. She squeezed him hard against her as Adam thrust his angry face into Nut’s.

“No!” He shouted as he stared into the small irises and the big irises wondered at Maura’s breasts. “That was dangerous. She could’ve fallen down those stairs.” The words came out harsh, clipped, short, clear. He made sweeping gestures of the stairs. He turned back and frown both sets of irises on his face. Maura let out a relieved sigh and lightened her embrace. “Now, up with the other girls.”

They climbed the stairs and Jen peeked out of Krysten’s room. “Maura! Great! Um, she needs to talk to you.”

“Oh?” Maura rushed across the carpet in her sock feet and stopped at Krysten’s door. “Cool.”

Adam looked down and found Jen’s hand stopping him. She shook her head, “You really don’t want to hear that shit. Girl crap.”

“Oh.” Adam took a long breath. He wasn’t happy, despite the goofy grin he got from Jen’s hand on his chest. He had been thinking since Nut climbed up his body and yanked his ear that he had to keep the number in the know as small as he could. The girls who came to mind on who to tell were Maura and Krysten. He didn’t even know Jen. She was just a knockout.

Jen was about as tall as her sister. She had darker blonde hair, a deeper tan, tighter shirts, and more visible legs. She had also been around while his body was beginning to scream “GIRLS!” A couple years older, only a step or two away from Maura, not instantly dismissive. Now, they were both older and she had only leveled up.

Her pajamas were a strategically ripped t-shirt and tiny shorts. She looked excitedly at him with her crystal blue eyes.

“A real live alien!” She whispered. The mystique of silent seduction burst. Adam was not disappointed by bouncy excitement. “Oh my God! This is so cool.”

“It’s nuts.” He felt bad for that joke. Ashamed.

“It’s just the four of us, right.” She poked him. “Well does he count as five? We should keep him a secret.”

“That’s what I was thinking--”

“Great!” She took her hand from his chest and grabbed his wrist. She led him three steps to her bedroom.

“Um, Jen?” He worried.

“What?” She asked. She followed his eyes to her perfectly made bed. Black comforter with pink sheets. “Is this too fast? Do you want to talk first? I’m kinda too excited to talk.”

“Yeah?” He nodded. She pulled him in. “Um, why?”

“Are you kidding? You are literally the only guy I get to share this with! It only makes sense to keep as much as we can in house.” She snorted. “You a virgin?”

“Ish?” He worried.

“OK,” she grinned. “I’ll be on top, roll me over when you get going. So you’re ready for K and Maura.”

“Wait!” He stopped and pulled back. She counted to five in her head.

“That’s all of the waiting you’re going to get.” She grabbed his shirt, spun him around her and pressed him onto her bed.

Jen’s top came off and Adam’s eyes lit up. Yeah, he could not have pictured this. For one, in his mind’s eye, he always got the tan lines of Jen’s bikini top wrong. Hesitation, still there. Excitement, winning out. He unbelted his jeans. He threw them off. He snaked out of his boxers. Jen licked her lips and grinned. She thrusted down her shorts and spun them on her finger as she climbed onto the bed.

“Hey,” She asked as they took off his shirt. “Kissed a girl?”

“I--No.” He shook his head.

“How about I leave that for Krysten?” She grinned. He didn’t know what to say to that. Jen was clearly bonkers. Obviously, she was the only one he’d be in bed with. He wanted to tell her no. Kiss me! I’d love for you to be my first kiss. She didn’t wait. She crawled over him, kissed his throat and took his cock in her hand.

“You going to blow early? It’s your first go. Better safe than sorry, right?” She grinned and kissed her way down his chest and tummy where her hand had begun stroking. “Rule one. I need to hear if I’m doing things right. Don’t hold your breath, make noises if it feels good, and you’ll get more of it.”

“Rule two?” He asked. Maura’s shriek cut through the wall. Adam almost had the chance to get up. Jen grabbed his hand dragged it to her breast and squeezed his fingers closed around her tit.

“Rule two: everything’s up for grabs. Go for it!” She beamed. He lost himself in her eyes but she was turning her head and facing right into his crotch.

Adam froze, well his fingers didn’t, he was going crazy on her tit. She was soft and squishy and tough underneath where it was soft. Her breath was cool and her spit was warm. Her hand gripped tighter and her tongue came out to play.

“You had a second hand, Adam.” She taunted. He squirmed and panted and forced himself to moan. For the first time, his hard cock was in a girl. He only took one shocked minute to luxuriate. Then he was motivated. His other hand crossed their bodies and grabbed the flesh of Jen’s ass. The pair slipped because Adam turned. They lay on their sides, face to pleasure. Jen growled and moaned. Make noise when you like it. You’ll get more of it.

Adam let go of Jen’s breast and reached for her thighs. He opened her up. He breathed in the hot smell of sex. He was eye to clit with her thrumming red sex. He slid his hands in, running his fingers through the cleft of her sex. He ran one hand over her hip and teased over her asshole. She gargled, the muscles at the back of her throat rippled over him. He made his noise. He gulped for the next breath, struggling for it. She had to gulp too. His body spasmed and he dumped his pleasure into her mouth.

“Oh! She laughed pulling herself from his hands. She grabbed his hip and pushed him onto his back. Her tongue ran the outside of her lips. She swallowed to be certain she had it all. “Nice, did you feel how wet I am?”

“Uhh...” He nodded in blissful euphoria. That exploded when Jen stuck her nails in his chest and dragged her claw down to his cock. His wide eyes and the hint of pain chased away the approaching post coital nap.