Chapter 42: A Birthday

We continued to see Stacy and Kim, regularly. They were still shocked over the events. Both were so glad I was okay, I got embarrassed over how they fussed sometimes. Most of the time, we just hung out at their house. Stacy was between boyfriends then, and Kim was often frustrated. She wanted Stacy to go away, so we could 'play', as she called it. We had created a monster. Kim would attack me, or Jane, when Stacy left. She was horny, and if Stacy were more observant, she would have noticed the looks coming from her little sister. I was also writing places recommended by the university, looking for an apartment. We were to look at three the day we got into California.

Kim had a birthday party. It was the traditional type of party. Lots of her friends from school were there. No boys were invited, except for me. Jane and I both went to the party. Mr. Jameson treated me like a son, of sorts. The fact I was going to his school, was enough of a bond for him. I liked him. He treated me like a man, and we lamented the trials and tribulations of the fairer sex. Of course, I did not mean anything I said. Most of my good friends were girls. We took our post by the grill. In his opinion, it was a man's job to burn meat over an open flame. He even gave me a beer, of which I gave Jane a couple drinks, when I thought he was not looking. Neither one of us really liked it, but the novelty was worth it.

There was a lot of giggling and whispering between Kim and her friends. Jane was privy to some of it, and would almost always get them blushing. She told me that they were talking about boys, and more specifically, me. Stacy spent most of her time with her Mom, being too old for all of the silliness.

I played right along with it all, though. The playfulness of their giggling and teasing was impossible for me to ignore. They did all the normal stuff. One would come up to me and whisper that 'so and so' thought I was cute, or 'that one' liked me. I would respond with little teases of my own.

Whispering back in the girl's ear, I would say, "She's cute, but you're even cuter."

Sometimes I would brush my cheek against hers. They would leave, blushing bright red, and squeals could be heard when the girl rejoined the group. Mr. Jameson would laugh at us.

"I give as good as I get," I merely explained to him.

"Well I think you probably have started about a dozen crushes this afternoon," he smiled at me.

Kim came over, finally, and sat in my lap to whisper something in my ear. She made sure her Dad could not hear.

"Jane says she is wet and is going to ride you raw."

I knew Jane was trying to get me and Kim worked up.

"Well you tell her that she can ride me, and you can sit on my face, and I will have you both moaning."

Poor Kim about kissed me, right there.

"I will just start right at this end now, and work my way lower."

With that, I kissed her cheek, and sent her back to the girls.

They had seen the whole thing, and were all over Kim when she was back in the circle.

Mr. Jameson was still grinning, and I said, "The birthday girl needs a little extra attention, in my opinion."

"Oh, definitely. Of course Kim has had a crush on you, since she first saw you. They just grow up so fast," the last said in a wistful voice.

While we ate, I had Jane on one side of me, and Kim claimed the other. There was some touchy feely going on under the table, hidden from view by the table cloth. I had two hands snake inside my shorts, to hold my erect cock. My hands would slide over smooth thighs, and brush panty covered pussies. I would slip inside occasionally; to feel a hairless lip, slick with arousal, on both girls. They both would try to capture my hand as it caressed their centers.

After singing happy birthday, and eating cake and ice cream, the girls decided to play hide and seek. Whether it was my sister's idea or not, she was all for it. Stacy even allowed herself to play some. Of course I was 'IT' and had to be the seeker. Jane signaled which direction she would be going to me, and I dutifully counted.

I managed to find Jane and Kim, and not stumble across anybody else. They were on the ground, passionately making out. Jane had her hand down Kim's pants, as she lay on her, kissing. They paused to look up at me, then went back to each other. I watched them for a few minutes, then moved in. On my hands and knees, I kissed Jane on her neck, and she turned to kiss me. Kim just continued to kiss Jane's neck. We broke apart, and I claimed Kim's lips. She tasted of the cake we just had. We could have spent the rest of the night like that, but I knew it was time to continue the game. Jane announced that I had found her, and took her turn.

It was not hard to get alone with Kim, then. As soon as we were, she was in my lap, and her tongue in my mouth. I held her tightly, and moved my hands down to her waistband. She sucked in her belly in encouragement, and my fingers found the elastic of her panties. I slipped underneath, and found her smooth sex, hot and moist. Skipping my usual teasing and exploring, I got directly to work. Sliding her little covered clit between my fingers, I teased her opening. Kim was quickly thrusting her hips, and just breathing into my mouth, and she hung onto my neck. Her little pussy got a little wetter, and she came with a squeak that I silenced with a kiss.

The rest of the game was less erotic. I only got little chances to get physical with Kim. Jane, on the other hand, I kissed for everybody to see. The girls avidly watched us. With the audience and the circumstances, Jane and I kept our passion muted.

We left Stacy, and her parents, to the girls' mercy. It would prove to be a long night in that house.

On the drive home, Jane asked, "Do you wish you could be a fly on the wall, and watch them tonight?"

"Not really. The teasing was fun and all, but they would get boring quickly I think. Why? Would you like to have stayed?"

"Not really. Not when I get to go home and fuck you all night," Jane said, trying to shock me. She just did not use the word 'fuck', that often.

"I don't think so. I am going to fuck you. You don't get to do the fucking. No way. You just are going to get fucked."

"You wish!"

"Just you wait. I think I just might take you in all your tight little holes, tonight," I said, with by best lecherous voice.

Jane just gasped, and looked at me wide eyed.

Turning off the engine I asked, "So are you mine, or what?"

She nodded.

"That means I can fuck you any way I want, right?"

"Uh huh," she sort of moaned, and nodded again.

"Good. Now, go inside, and get ready. I am going to wear you out tonight."

Jane just leaned over, gave me a quick kiss, and hoped out to run inside the house. Our little play acting had me as hard a rock, already. I took a few minutes to sit there, and calm down, before I followed her inside.

Jane had moved fast. There were a couple candles lit in our room. I could see the KY on the nightstand, with a couple towels. My sister was in the middle of the bed; naked, on her back, with her legs spread. She was slowly playing with herself. One hand was squeezing a nipple, while the other was massaging her hairless vulva.