Chapter 29

I woke up from an incredibly sexy dream, moaning softly. I moved my hands downwards, and ran my fingers through a head of long soft hair. And it was several minutes before I started to realize it was not a dream.

I was still laying on my back, and I looked down my body. And in the darkness barely lit from the light from outside, a head bobbing slowly up and down, and eyes looking up into my face. Holly was moving slowly, most of my cock in her mouth.

“Oh fuck” I softly moaned. “Holly, this feels amazing, but we shouldn’t be doing this.”

She pulled her head up, and softly kissed the tip of my cock. “Yes, we should. I want this, and am going to have this. So unless you are going to push me away and get out of this bed Peter Culver, lie back and let me finish.”

I sighed softly, and laid my head back on the pillow. But I continued to watch as she took me back into her mouth, and lightly sucked as her lips moved up and down my shaft. I moaned deeply as she took a deep breath, and slowly lowered her head. Only stopping when her lips were wrapped around the base of my cock. I moaned again, feeling myself slipping past her throat, and her lips massaging the base. Then she moved back up, eyes still locked with mine.

Holly then reached up and wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, and with the tip inside her mouth she started to bob up and down. Slowly at first, and I gasped as she licked my shaft, sometimes seeming to wrap her tongue entirely around me as she bobbed her head. And I groaned louder as she started to hum.

Her hand and mouth were moving faster, and I did not even try to hold back. And when she started moving up and down very quickly, I could feel my balls tighten up as I grew closer and closer. It was like she went into overdrive, and I could hear the squishing noises as she sucked harder, head bobbing quickly up and down on my cock.

“Holly, I’m gonna cum. Oh I love you, you are gonna make me come baby” I moaned. As I felt my cock start to throb she moved so just the tip was in her mouth, and her hand flew up and down my saliva slick cock. I moaned “I love you Holly” as I went over the top, cumming into her mouth. It felt like she was sucking my body inside out through my cock, and spurt after spurt left my body and entered hers. As the last spurts came out she slowed the motions of her hand, and just gently squeezed me as she licked the tip, capturing the last drops oozing out.

She moved up, lips caressing my now sensitive head as she smiled at me and swallowed. I pulled her up and crushed our lips together, kissing her deeply. We moaned into each other’s mouths, then slowly easing the passion and dwindled to soft gentle pecks.

“God, I did not expect that Holly. And that was farther than I planned on going with you, to be honest.”

“Hmm, I thought so Pete. But I wanted to do that so badly, I had to take a chance because I was afraid if I had asked, you would have said no.”

I kissed her softly. “Well, actually I would have. This is a bit more intimate than I planned on going, to be honest. I had planned on limiting things to mouths above the waist, fingers below the waist.”

“Well, me too Pete. But I woke up and you were so hard, and pressing against my ass as your hand was cupping my breast. And, I just could not help myself. But I really wanted you to cum in my mouth, badly. And it is a memory I will be able to keep for the rest of my life, my love.”

We kissed again, and after a few minutes I started to kiss my way down her neck. But Holly had other ideas, and pulled my head back up so I was kissing her again with one of her hands lightly pulling my hair, and she used her other to grasp my hand and push it down her body. “Uh-uh” she moaned into my mouth, so not wanting to disappoint her I let her guide my hand. She moved my fingers so the pads were resting over her clit and started to move them quickly back and forth, so I continued the motion she started.

Holly was very wet, almost dripping as my fingers moved quickly over her wet vulva and clit. Both of her hands now gripped my face almost tightly, mashing our lips together as her hips started pumping against my fingers. A few moments later she started almost whining against my mouth, and her hips rocked harder and faster.

Suddenly her entire body went rigid and she practically screamed into my mouth, and her hips pumped her pussy against my hand. I could feel her pulsing under my fingers, and knew she was cumming hard. As the contractions started to ease and her hips slowed I slowed my own hand, finally cupping her pussy in my hand and pulling my lips back as she panted, whimpering softly.

“Oh fuck Pete, that is what I needed. But no more, no more baby, so sensitive.”

I gathered her into my arms, and cuddled her until she almost bonelessly collapsed against me. I gently nuzzled her neck, and softly whispered “I can’t return the favor Holly?”

“No, you can not be blamed if I broke the rules. If you do that, I can not guarantee I will be able to hold myself back. But I make you a promise, if when you come home I am still single you can do that as much as you want. As long as afterwards, you fill me with your cum. You have no idea how much I want that.”

We kissed and caressed each other for another few minutes, then she slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom. I watched her ass as she walked across the room, her thighs a bit more spread than usual it appeared. When she came back a minute later I excused myself and took my own turn.

I slid back into bed, and Holly had me lay on my back as she rested with her head on my chest again. “OK, time for a serious talk. And no talking until I ask for you to say something. But before I begin, you need to know this. This is nothing new, I wanted to make love to you for ages. When you told me you were coming back, I thought Mandy was still with Matt, and I had dreams of us making love over and over again. But that ended, and I accept that we are sharing you. And no, I am not upset at all, nor am I jealous. I love her even more than I did her sister.”

She looked up into my face, and I smiled at her. “But Pete, you have to understand this. Like me, Mandy is in love with you. And by that, I mean really in love with you. Not a crush like you have been thinking, both of us really and truly love you, and would want you to be our lover. Not together, I know that would never work permanently. But she wants you as a lover, not just as friends who do things. And I feel the same way.”

I looked at her with my eyes open wide. “Really?” I softly said.

“Uh-huh. Just like me, if you pushed just a little you could have either of us before you go back to Japan as a lover. But if you did, you risk losing the other. So it is best you do not put yourself into either one of us. And no, for both of us it is way beyond crush. Each of us can see you as a lifelong lover, and we have talked about it together. And we both agreed, just touching until you go, and wait until you are back forever before seeing what happens next.”

She sighed, and I bent to kiss her briefly. “As for this morning, I will talk to her tonight after I drop you off. She deserves to know that I broke the agreement, and it is entirely on me. Be aware, she may demand the same right, so I will leave that between you two. If she does also, I accept that. But please, no more than that. Do you understand what I am saying?”

I nodded my head, and she smiled. “Go ahead, let me know what’s on your mind Pete.”

“Well, I have to admit I am almost at a loss for words. Holly, I had absolutely no idea you both felt so strongly about me.”

“Oh, Mandy has been in love with you for ages. And yes, at first it was puppy love, a crush which grew stronger each year. She spent a weekend with me a week or so after Linda sent you the rings, and Mandy was crushed. Mad, sad and furious that Linda would hurt you so bad. But also ashamed to admit she was happy, because she might actually have a chance to be with you as a lover, not just a friend. And I admitted to her it was almost the same with me.”

We hugged tightly, and she sighed. “That is something I have repressed for a long time now, because of Linda. And no, Mandy and I will not compete for you. As you said, a lot can happen between now and then. I might be seeing somebody else, or she might be seeing somebody else when you come back. Heck, for all any of us know you might be seeing somebody else by then. But realize this, when you come home to stay and we are all single, we can keep this kind of arrangement for only a short while. But eventually, you will have to make a decision. This kind of three-way setup is working for this vacation, but it would never last otherwise.”

I nodded and looked down into her eyes. “Well, this is so much more than I ever expected. You two have had time to discuss this and accept it, but I’m gonna need to think it over. But Holly, understand this. I love you deeply, and I love Mandy deeply. And it would be only the smallest of pushes for either of those loves to tilt from the deep love and affection I have now, and into a deep passionate love for either of you. So yes, I understand what you mean, and just wish I had known this before today.”

“Well, I know Mandy tried to tell you, and I tried to tell you before but you did not seem to understand how deeply we both felt. But you needed to know, and I agreed to be the one to tell you since I have known you the longest. Although neither of us expected to maybe having competition.”

“Yeah, but to be honest Becky is not competition.”

“I know that, she is a vacation fling, and if you never see her again she is just a happy memory. I am not jealous, and am glad you made a new friend. And please, do not behave any different when you go back to Japan. I understand we may not have a chance for another year and a half to three years. I accept that, and a lot can happen between now and then. But at least you now know, and as hard as it was to say this I had to tell you. Tell you for both of us, or maybe all three of us.”

I tilted her head up and bent down, giving her a long passionate kiss. Her arms wrapped around my neck and held me tight, until a minute or two later we broke apart. “I love you Holly, and even if this is never repeated, I will still love you forever.”

She sniffled, and nodded. “I know Pete, me too. And if nothing else, I will be able to look back on this morning, and realize at least one of my fantasies came true.”

We smiled at each other, then she gave me a soft kiss. “OK, we need to get up, daylight is wasting. I am gonna go take a shower, and you can take yours after me. And no, not together. I might be tempted to try something else and that would not be a good idea. But after we get checked out we can go get some breakfast, and spend the rest of the day together.”

So as Holly slipped into the bathroom and started the shower, I sat in the bed, my mind whirling. How in the hell did this happen? We were telling the absolute truth, and I knew it. It would only take the lightest of pushes to cause me to fall completely and utterly in love with either one of these two amazing ladies. But how could I ever pick between them?

I took a deep breath, and tried to contemplate the last 12 hours. Until the night before, I had honestly expected the night to be no more than what we had done in the past. Kissing, caressing, holding each other. Not almost making love and giving each other orgasms. That was completely unexpected, and also completely amazing. Holly had never hinted that she felt so strongly, but it was a feeling that I had long shared.

Finally I sighed, and knew it was something that would only be worked out over time. When I came back, Holly might be with somebody. Or Amanda. Or heck, even both of them. We really were talking years, and a lot could happen between now and then.

I heard the shower shut off, and got out of the bed and walked over to grab a towel. When Holly came out, her hair still damp and with a towel around her body we shared another long tender kiss before I slipped into the bathroom. I took my shower, then got out as she was drying her hair. We took turns brushing our teeth and doing other morning things, then packing our bags. I put them in the trunk of her car as she turned in the room key.

We drove to a local Denny’s, and we each got a big breakfast. I smiled at her as she gave a mock shudder as I took a bite of my sausage. “Holly, just realize that if we do get together, you are going to have to get used to this. I will have no problem about not having pork in my house, but you can not expect a Gentile like me to never again eat it.”

“Oh, I know. And I would never make you decide that. But just as an FYI so you know. If that was to ever happen, I would insist our kids be raised in the Hebrew faith.”

“Agreed, on the caveat that we will raise them that way. But if when they reach 16 they decide to follow a different faith, we will both accept that.”

She smiled at me and nodded. “Of course that may never happen, I know that of course. But now that we both know that is a possibility, I had to make that clear. So if that was not acceptable we would know now before much more happened.”

I nodded, then asked her what we were going to do for the rest of the day. She gave me a grin, and said I would have to wait and see. And since I had done that to her before, it was not like I could complain about her keeping me in the dark.

Soon we were driving in Buena Park, and pulled into this strip mall called “Hobby City”. I had never seen this before, and it was amazing! There were over a dozen little shops, offering everything from Cabbage Patch dolls, models and leather working to RC cars, kites, and handcrafts. And the back was a half-scale replica of the White House which was a doll museum.

We spent almost three hours there going from store to store and looking at everything they offered. The doll museum was fascinating, having some that were over 200 years old. Finally we finished, and we were both eating chocolate-covered frozen bananas as we talked about it. “Holly, this is awesome, thank you for bringing me here.”

“Oh, you are welcome Pete. I found it about a month ago, but waited because I wanted to bring you here when I finally came. OK, time to go to the next stop. Bathroom break first if you need it.”

Soon we were on PCH heading South, and after a bit she pulled over near some beachfront houses that apparently were on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Hand in hand she guided me to an alley between two of them, and we started down a set of steep stairs. It was about 100 yards down, and I could see the rocks and a small beach at the bottom.

We walked for a bit, then when we turned around a small cove I stopped dead in my tracks. Ahead was what looked like a castle tower, embedded right in the rocks of the cliff! “Oh my god Holly, what is that?”

“Well, they call it the ‘Pirate Tower’. It was originally part of a mansion that used to be at the top of the cliff, this was their private way to get to the beach. The stairs are long gone now, but it is amazing. One of the girls at school told me about it, and I thought she was pulling my leg. But she was not kidding, it blew me away also the first time I saw it.”

We walked around the base of it, and it was impressive. Like something you would see in Europe, or a D&D adventure. And somehow I knew I would have to incorporate it into a future adventure. “It’s about 60 years old, but it looks like it has been here for 200 years.”

“It really does, Holly. This is amazing. I am seeing it now, and can hardly believe it.” We walked between it and the base of the cliff, and it was amazing. I stopped and leaned against it, and Holly gave a small squeak when I pulled her against me and wrapped my arms around her. Our lips came together, and I kissed her deeply, our tongues caressing each other as she pressed herself snugly against my body.

My hands moved down to her ass and gave a squeeze, and she lightly rubbed herself against me. It felt amazing, holding her in my arms as we kissed and caressed each other. Finally she broke the kiss, and gave me a gentle smile as she moved away and held her hand out towards me. I smiled back, and hand in hand we headed back to the car.

We still had some time to kill. So we did not get on the freeway, and instead drove back on PCH. It was a nice drive, and we had the windows open and chatted the entire way. At one long stoplight I leaned over and lightly caressed the underside of her breasts with my fingertips, and saw two indentations appear in the front of her blouse as she knocked my hand away and lightly admonished me. But it was with a smile, I know inside she had enjoyed my light teasing caress as much as I had.

It was just getting dark when we pulled in front of my house. We shared a long deep kiss, and I thanked Holly for an amazing weekend. “I have a lot to think about, but thank you Holly. I’m still seeing you next weekend, right?”

“Pete, I would not miss it for the world. And by the way, Mandy and I have already worked it out. You are sleeping with her the first night, then me the second. The last night it is with both of us. And no, not like with those other girls. I am still straight and will always be straight. But I have no problem sleeping with Mandy. And who knows what may end up happening?”

We kissed one more time, and she gave a little squeak as I reached up and cupped her breast lightly and slid my tongue into her mouth. Then slightly breathlessly she broke apart, then we got out and pulled my bags from the trunk. And after a last kiss I watched her get in and drive away.

The next day or so were mostly cleaning up some more articles, and packing some things. I decided to leave a bunch of my clothes in the garage, and that gave me more room for things like books, tapes, and a few things I had picked up while I was here.

On Wednesday before Dee put Georgie down for his nap he had been sitting in my lap watching a cartoon show, and something about it caught my eye. It was an old one, I think from Belgium or France and quite good. The main character was this kind of newspaper reporter with a white dog, that kept getting into various adventures. Pirates, drugs, it was quite mature. And it got me thinking.

Dee had gone to lie down also, so I was writing how such a story could be adapted for say Top Secret or some other contemporary spy game. After all, who says a spy game actually has to involve spies? And was not a reporter in many ways a kind of spy, trying to uncover things that others want to keep hidden?

I heard a knock on the door, and saved the article and went to open the door. I opened it, and in no way expected to see out in front who was standing there.

“What do you want?” I gruffly said.

“Pete, I want to talk to you.”

I closed my eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath. I then opened them again and looked at her.

The last year or so had not been kind to Linda. She did indeed look underfed. If she topped over 90 pounds now I would be amazed. The long brown hair I remembered reaching past her shoulders to the middle of her back was now a frizzy blonde, looking more in fashion with a Valley Girl of three or four years ago. She was wearing short tight blue shorts, and a tank top that was equally short.

And lewdly tight across her torso. I had caught a glimpse before, but now I was seeing the “New Linda” in her full glory. Good god, those things must be at least 40D, maybe even DD. Hard, stiff, it looked like she had cut a football in half and shove it under her top. In short, it looked hideous on her small frame.

I slid out the door and closed it behind me. “OK, so talk. Tell me what you need to say to me, then go away.”

“No, not here Pete. Can we go somewhere else to talk? Please?”

“No Linda, we can’t. And I’m not sure what there is to say anyways. You said it all when you sent back the rings.”

She bit her lip, but I was not buying it this time.

“Pete, I mean, I tried...” And that was as I let her get.

“Linda, do you want to know the funny thing? Even after that, I had ideas I might come back here and we could get back together. It was not even sending me the rings that hurt, as much as you could not even include a simple little note explaining why. By then I already knew you had another boyfriend. No, don’t look at me like that. I know about Carlos, and about Melissa. And about how you drove away everybody else.”

“Well, we could still try Pete. I really have missed you, and I need you in my life.”

“Linda, the only part of me that is in your life now is that I am part of your past. Just as you are part of my past. No, that all ended months ago. You see, that ended forever when I went to my room one night and was reading when I heard something.”

“You heard something, in Japan? What could you have possibly heard about me over there?”

“Oh, my roomie was watching a movie. He is quite a movie collector, we have stores like I found here where we can buy copies of movies for about $5. But this one was called ‘She Just Can’t Get Enough’, and I remember the actress in it begging a guy to cum on her titties as another guy fucked her.”

I was looking right in her face at that, and her eyes got big and her complexion became ashen. But I was not done yet.

“Then a few days later, it was a movie called ‘Schoolgirl Confidential’, kind of a strange movie since not much of it was confidential. And I rewound it the next day to watch the opening credits. I thought the ‘Introducing Holly Wood’ was quite interesting. As well as seeing on the title screen that it was made in 1985. Linda, I thought we were still together then. And you were only 18 for less than two months before the end of that year, so you certainly did not waste any fucking time.”

She was crying, and I really did not give a fuck. “No, having a fling with a guy I might have understood. And just so you know, I did absolutely nothing the entire time I was there before you sent me the rings. Nothing! I never cheated on you, and yes I had chances. But I stayed true. You, you not only were fucking somebody else and taking your clothes off for money, you were fucking for money.”

“You didn’t tell anybody else, did you?”

I sighed. “Holly, they know. Your mom knows, Mandy knows, Holly knows. Your mom is trying to figure out how she is going to tell this to your father, he deserves to know also. And no, I have never watched your movies, just caught bits and pieces before I got promoted and moved into a room of my own. But I have to admit, I was in that store on the Boulevard the other day and had to chuckle at ‘Anal Virgins: First Time Anal’. Can you get in trouble because of that one for false advertising, Holly?”

She was not even trying to wipe her cheeks now, the tears were flowing down her face freely. “No, it’s over Holly. The funny thing is, I probably would have forgiven one of those things. Maybe even two of them. But the stripping, the cheating on me, the making porn when I thought we were still together, your fuck buddy wrecking my truck and then lying to me about it, and then add on top of it the fact that you look like an anorexic junkie whore? No Holly, that ship has long ago sailed now and will never return to port.”

“Pete, I...”

“Holly, it’s over. I just wish I had seen this about you long before. I want you to tell me honestly, how many guys have you been with since I left?”

“I, I don’t know.”

I shook my head sadly. “That’s what I thought. OK, how many have you had sex with that did not involve a camera?”

“Uh, I’m not sure.”

“Yeah, that is kinda what I thought. You lost count long ago I bet. Well, I wish you luck in your new career, Holly Wood. You could probably have passed yourself off as a teen for a few more years, but not anymore I imagine. Heck, if nothing else maybe you can even start a new series. Advertise yourself once again as the’Handjob Queen’. I bet that market is not fully tapped out yet. Goodbye Holly.”

She was still crying as I turned around and went back inside. I heard her as she stood there for another five minutes or so, my back to the door and crying myself. It was all I could do to hold them in when I was confronting her.

Fuck.

Finally I heard her walk away, and peeked through the curtain as she got into what looked like a new Mustang convertible and drove away.

“Who was that?” I heard a sleepy Dee ask from the top of the stairs.

When I did not answer she came down, then seeing me crying she came over and wrapped her arms around me. I held her tight and rested my head on her chest, crying. Finally I was getting control again, and simply said “It was Linda.”

She took me to the couch and I held her and cried as I told her everything. And this time everything, including the movies. She was shocked at that, and said softly “And I used to have her watch Georgie back then.”

“Oh, she would never hurt him. But that’s why we could never be together again. Ever. Not because of the movies, but because we were together and she hid it from me. Funny thing is, if it was just that and she told me I might have forgiven her. Might have. But combined all together, no way. Rosie told me she wanted to talk to me, and I said no, that I did not want to see her. I did not even want to see her that first day back, but that was just a fluke. I just never expected her to come over like this.”

“Well, if she comes again I will tell her she is not welcome. Fuck Pete, is there any difference really between a porn actress and a whore?”

I wiped my eyes and chuckled. “Yeah, some of them really can act. And some of the movies are actually quite good. But she admitted to me she has no idea of even how many guys she has been with off-camera since I left. So that has to be what, over 30? 40? No, at this point she is really only different in that she does it on camera sometimes.”

I saw her nod, then I took a deep breath. “And there is one more thing, you know that her boyfriend at the time is the one that wrecked my truck. Well, Carlos Santiago was arrested later for pandering. In other words, he was a pimp. And it does not take a really intelligent person to figure out that the odds are that she was actually working as a prostitute. I suspected that, but her not being able to tell me how many guys she had slept with off-camera is what really confirmed that to me. If she had said one or two, I could have believed that. But she could not figure out how many it was, which means she was getting screwed by a lot of different guys even outside of porn.”

Dee looked sad, and nodded. “Actually, that makes makes complete sense. How am I going to tell your dad about all of this? I have to tell him, Pete.”

“Well, I suggest give him a few beers first. And telling her the same thing I did if she ever returns, she is not welcome. Honestly, I do not think she will. Hell, when I said my final goodbye before I closed the door on her I did not even call her Linda. I called her Holly. And I bet before I fly back to Japan next week, she would have fucked a bunch more guys.” She sighed softly, and said she was sorry I had to go through that.

“Thank you, Dee” I said, then pulled back and softly kissed her cheek. “This is just what I needed. And the funny thing is, I actually am a lot better now. I have moved on, and am now making my life without Linda in it. I just wish I could occasionally get a porn movie, but I could never do that again. Yes, I do like watching some. More for the excitement with a special gal. And to be honest, some of the stories are good and funny. But now I would be afraid if I got one she would be in it.”

She chuckled, and said I should stick to the older ones then. “But Pete, go and wash your face. Then come on down, I’ll make us something to eat.”

Dee whistled when I told her what Linda had been driving as she put a plate of hot dogs in front of me. “Well, at least she is making good money at it. I guess that is all she cares about.”

“Oh, she is for now. But to be honest, I can’t see it lasting. Oh, I’m sure she did great at first. She was 18, looked 16, and would do almost anything sexually I’m sure. But Dee, she looks like hell. Probably around 85 pounds, and her face is all pulled in and thin. And she looks, hard I guess. I bet her looks will not last much longer, we all think she is into drugs. And even worse, she sometime recently got these really bad implants. You should realize, I never really had a boob fetish. And sometimes she would complain about how small they were, but I never cared. Well, she went and did something about that, and it looks freakish. I mean literally, they are huge, somewhere between a D and DD cup. And hard, like footballs in her top. And she was not wearing a bra, and I could see the material stretched over them. Combine that with the drugs, and I bet in another few months, she will probably look like a druggie hooker on Sepulveda. Not the almost schoolgirl she did at the start of the year.”

“I’ve seen that myself in school. Girls that started slightly plump and adorable get to using drugs, and then the next year they look ten years older. Pete, after your dad gets home we are going to take a walk. I want you to take me to one of those stores, and point out some of her movies to me. I have not seen her since last year, and before I tell your dad I should see some of it for myself.”