Chapter 16

There were a couple cars at the gas station, but nobody could see us on our bikes when we first saw it.

“We made it!” I laughed in triumph. I was so excited and I felt like I had accomplished something. I know it sounds crazy because it was just a silly dare, but for a shy bookworm like me I had overcome my own conservative, quiet nature and done something totally wild.

“We aren’t done yet,” Harley looked at me quite seriously and said that we had to get off of our bikes and run up and touch the glass window in front of the gas station.

“They never told us we had to do that!” I yelped.

Harley laughed when she saw the look of shock on my face.

“When we get home they are going to say we didn’t do it. If we don’t flash the cashier, then they’ll make us do it again but probably with Clackers hanging off of our assholes!!This way they can call him and see that we did it!”My cousin was prone to outrageous exaggeration and hyperbole. I wondered if Eddie would really attach something to the nubs of our assholes or if this was just Harley being facetious. I shivered as I imagined a clacker biting into the sensitive pink flesh around the rim of my asshole – OUCHIE.

It made sense that they might want to verify that we really did it. I had wondered why my cousin hadn’t suggested we just go hang out in the woods for a little while and tell them that we did the dare.

It was one thing to ride the bike over six miles in the nude down a nearly deserted stretch of highway. It was an entirely fresh hell to run up to a gas station and touch the front window while it was open, and customers were getting gas.

“C’mon, don’t be a chicken!” Harley flapped her arms as she slid off her bike like a chicken. She stopped when I got off my bike and admired the opaque slime that I left behind on the seat. “Wow, those are some impressive snail trails! You REALY enjoyed that bike ride!”

I blushed and looked at my feet. Harley teased me playfully and then we ran as fast as we could toward the gas station. There was a trash can, signs, lamp posts and places we could have hidden and snuck up on the gas station. That wasn’t’ Harley’s style though.

She just went for it – full tilt. Her tits were flapping as she ran as fast as she could straight for the gas station window. We were laughing because it was so absurd and silly by the time we reached the building. A guy in a car watched us streak all the way across the parking lot and tap the glass. We waved at the old guy behind the cash register and made sure that he saw our faces (if that’s what he was looking at).

“What are you dumb cunts doing?” I heard the familiar sardonic voice of an older teenage girl behind me. I had noticed Doris Godwin and her sister Lori. They were standing by their bikes and hanging out at the gas station. Doris was drinking a bottle of Pepsi and she seemed to be passing the time checking out guys.

There wasn’t much to do in Laurel, and hanging out at the gas station wasn’t all that uncommon. They were probably looking for some trouble to get into.

“I thought I smelled a pile of dog shit,” Harley spun on her heel and addressed Doris with sneering vitriol.

“Are you two slits so desperate for attention that you are running around naked?” Doris sneered right back.

“Look at their pussies!” Doris’s sister Lori laughed at us for having bald pussies. That was pretty much unheard of back then.

“The skinny one probably hasn’t grown any pubes, but Harley probably had to shave hers off because of crabs!” Doris laughed.

Harley stood there flat-footed. We had been a whirlwind of motion dashing through the parking lot. I felt incredibly embarrassed as I stood there motionless with my cousin.

“We are streaking, you dumb cows!”

At the time, one of the most popular songs in the country was a song by Ray Stevens. He told comedy stories in many of his songs. The most popular of those was called “The Streak”

“Oh, yes, they call them the Streak, (Boogity, boogity), These slut likes to show off their physique,” Doris teased us by singing her version of the song about us.

“(Boogerty, boogerty), they pick their nose, streakin’ around, showing their bald little frowns to any tom dick or harry, oh yes, they call them the stink!” Lori finished the song.

“Laugh it up,” Harley turned and stalked off, walking without trying to hide or cover her body.

The gas station attendant outside stared at us and cheered us on! “You other two girls are over-dressed!” he chided Doris and Lori for not being naked.

Doris was wearing a tank-top with no bra. You could see her pokey nipples right through her top. Her sister was wearing what is known as a “Tube Top”. You never see those anymore but it was green, made of polyester and a simple little strapless top that just covered her boobs. They pulled down their tops and showed their tits to him.

The gas attendant was much older than us. He probably thought was great that two teenage girls were naked, and two others showed him their tits. He cheered us and I think that made Doris and Lori a little jealous of us.

They were clearly VERY bored and killing time. The sisters followed us to where we left our bikes to run the length of the parking lot.

“You are like your mom’s herpes, you never go away,” Harley flipped the two of them off.

“Seriously, why are you out here? Did somebody pay you?” Doris asked. Harley told her that we did it for kicks.

Lori was shocked that we had brought no clothes at all when we got to our bikes. She seemed genuinely impressed that we left our trailer without any clothes. “You rode all this way completely stark naked?”

“Yes,” I said as I sat down on the bike. It was the first word I said to the two girls. They were so well developed and mature. Doris was around Lloyd’s age and Lori was probably 19 years old.

“Let’s race,” Doris suggested. Harley wasn’t interested in that at all and told her to fuck off. “C’mon, you win and we’ll let you wear our tops home. If we win, you eat our pussies.”

“I am not a lezzie,” Harley insisted and then said that if we won they would have to eat our asses. I assumed she was being facetious but she wasn’t.

“Fine, race to the speed limit sign, last two eat the asses of the winners?” Doris said.

“How about if I win, you jump off a bridge and I never have to hear from you again?” Harley asked sarcastically.

“Chicken!” Doris made bawk-bawk noises and flapped her arms like a chicken.

“I am not going to take the bait,” Harley insisted. A second cluck from Doris and then Harley laughed, started pedaling hard toward the speed limit sign as she announced the race was on. The rest of us had to struggle to keep up.

“No fair, you had a head start!” Doris yelled at us.

“No fair, you get to wear clothes, cunt!” Harley kept her lead. She eventually stopped when Doris promised to take her clothes off as well.

Harley whispered to me that she would try to trick these girls into streaking with us and then steal their clothes.

Doris and Lori popped their tops but kept their jeans on to race us. When we had a fair race, it was hard pumping the pedals. I didn’t have as good of a bike as the other girls. Doris and Harley won easily.

“Alright ass lickers,” Harley said as she pulled me into the woods next to the road. “Just play along,” she whispered mischeviously.

“I don’t want to lick my sister’s ass,” Lori protested as she followed Doris.

“I don’t blame you because your sister probably doesn’t wipe, but this won’t be the first time you licked her ass!” Harley said.

Doris and Lori were very slutty girls, and even though they were sisters they definitely played together sexually. There both seemed very experienced. When we got into the woods, Harley got on her hands and knees by a tree and bent over. She stuck her ass out and told me that it was “mealtime”.

I stared down at her pink butthole. I couldn’t believe that Harley was inviting me to lick her asshole – it was sexy, dirty, and wild. Her pussy lips were sticky, and her dainty little poo-hole was slightly open and inviting.

Doris removed her tight fitting jeans and told her sister that a bet was a bet. I did not watch the two of them but I heard them. Doris bent over and presented her ass. Lori put her face between her sister’s ass crack and licked.

I was reluctant but found the courage to put my face between my cousin’s sweaty ass cheeks. She whispered not to actually lick her hole but it was too late. I already had my tongue planted between her ass cheeks – it tasted good.

Harley backed up her ass into my face and called me a “Lez” and then promptly stood up, grabbed Doris’s clothes and made a mad dash for the highway and our bikes. I followed her.

“You dirty cunt! I knew you were trying to cheat!” Doris gave chase and her sister followed. Doris tackled Harley and brought her to the grass and they began to fight and roll around.

I surrendered to Lori without a fight. I wasn’t holding any of the stolen clothes. I put my hands up. Instead, of letting me go, Lori kicked me with the top of her foot as hard as she could between the legs. “Cunt punt!!”

I went down on the ground and rolled around, while Lori kicked my tummy and butt.

“Stop, Uncle! Uncle!” I heard Harley exclaim.

“Your Uncle fucks you just like your daddy!” Doris didn’t accept the surrender and pulled Harley’s hair, pinched her and slapped her bald pussy. The girls roughed us up and wrestled us, but something funny started to happen.

Doris was naked on top of my Harley, and Lori was topless on top of me. I don’t remember who started laughing first, but in a few minutes we were all laughing, slapping each other playfully and grinning. I am not sure why it happened but I wasn’t going to keep struggling if I didn’t have to struggle.

“I knew you would try to fucking steal my clothes. Didn’t I tell you, Lori?” Doris said as she helped my cousin to her feet. Lori left me to get up on my own as she agreed with her sister.

“Did you really think we’d eat each other’s assholes?” Lori asked us incredulously.

“Yeah, you strike me as an ass licker,” Harley was still defiant, even though she was amused.

“Just like you,” Lori agreed with an angry but amused expression.

“Look, just because our moms fight, doesn’t mean we should,” Harley said. The Godwin girls put their jeans back on but left the tops off. We were just off of the highway where if a car passed by they might not see us – but still out in plain view.

“Juggs really kicked Cheryl’s ass,” Doris didn’t seem very broken up about that – she actually seemed glad her mom got her ass kicked. “She’s been licking her wounds for the last couple of days.”

“Licking the bottom of a shot glass, more like it,” her sister agreed.

I found it fascinating that these teenage girls called their mom by her first name as well.

“If it’s any consolation, Eddie went off the deep end and he’s been making my mom march around the ranch like a pony and crawl like a dog in the house,” Harley grimaced.

“That’s hot as fuck, really?” Doris seemed excited and didn’t seem to think that was weird at all. “Does she pull carts and wear a saddle?”

“If you REALY want to know, you should join her,” Harley sneered as she caught her breath and dusted herself off. One of her pony tails came completely unbraided and she asked me to braid it back up for her.

“I am kind of into that kinky stuff, but you know how Mike is,” Doris smiled warmly at Harley. I noticed that when Doris and Harley spoke in sweet tones to one another – that’s when they were saying the meanest things. Doris knew that Harley still liked Mike.

“Mike loves anal, which is probably why you can drive a truck and park it between those ass cheeks of yours,” Harley smiled and offered in honeyed tones.

She sounded so much like her mother when Juggs was genuinely trying to be nice and supportive.

The girls started arguing and teasing one another but it never developed into a fight. We moved to the woods after a car drove by and honked at us. We sat around some trees Indian style.

“Do you hookers have any weed?” Lori finally asked in between one of the rounds of insults.

“Where would I have it? In my tight little pussy?” Harley slapped her pussy.

“Why did you shave it?” Lori asked.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Harley shrugged.

“Well, you are a notorious liar,” Lori laughed but said to try her.

“My dad has been making my mom shave her pussy in the living room. He makes us shave her ass, and then trim ourselves, but last night my brothers dared us to shave our cunts bald in front of my Dad.”

“I thought it made you look like little girls at first, but it’s kind of sexy,” Doris admired Harley’s slit.

“Stop staring, you fucking lez!” Harley put her hand over her slit, but I think she was flattered.

“Our little brother would never be creative enough to dare us to do something like that. Lloyd thought this up?” Doris observed.