There were seven of us in the Belle Club, a name we had given ourselves when we were about 16. We made custom t-shirts and everything. We all played Lacrosse as kids and continued to do so in high school. We had known each other for that long, and lived within a few miles of each other. We were one tight group. All of us were children of divorce, and while all the other girls lived with their mothers, I lived with my dad.

Of course, we had lost a couple of members over the years. Jenny’s mom got transferred, and Patty sort of just stopped being a member. She got into the cool crowd and started hanging out with them instead of us. But the rest of us remained close-knit.

My house was pretty centrally located in the group, and my dad, who had become a workaholic after divorce, was rarely home. This gave us the place to ourselves most of the time. Even when Dad came in from work, he usually just grabbed a beer and headed for his office. But he was cool, and sometimes even made an effort to come and watch our lacrosse games if he could.

Jane, the oldest in the group by a couple of months, was the only ginger, and a self-proclaimed nudist. And she had the body to show off too. On the field, Jane’s nickname was “Boobs”. Ever since she was about 17 years old, whenever she came over, she would shuck off her shorts and t-shirt at the door, carefully fold them, and make herself completely at home.

Over time, all of us in the Belle Club had adopted the nudist lifestyle, at least when we were all hanging out together. And that was pretty much all the time. Like I said, we were one tight group.

On any given summer night, you could find the Belle Club hanging out at my house. We were usually watching music videos and having a good time, while I was in the kitchen cooking up some burgers or hot dogs for everyone. Sometimes we would mix it up with spaghetti or pizza, which was always a fan favorite.

The kitchen window had a blind on it, so we didn’t have to worry about any nosy neighbors seeing us in our state of undress. And even if someone did see us, we didn’t really care. It was our own little world and we were happy just being ourselves.

My dad would often come home from work and see us all hanging out in various stages of undress and just smile. He thought it was great that we were such a close group of friends who felt comfortable enough to be ourselves around each other.

After a few times of coming home to this scene, my dad didn’t even bat an eye anymore. He would sometimes stop and chat with one of us about our latest lacrosse game before heading into his office for the night.

One of the perks of my house being the hangout spot was that my dad allowed us to have beer. The rule was strict though - only two beers per person per night. We all kept each other in check because no one wanted to lose that privilege.

Mina, our goalie, was also known as the movie hound. She always had the latest Blu-rays or would bring over some old school favorites like “The Big Lebowski”. We must have watched that movie at least once every summer.

Mina had come out to us as bi last year and none of us gave it a second thought. She was still Mina - our quirky goalie who could kick anyone’s ass on the field. We joked around with her all the time and she never took offense to anything.

That’s what I loved most about our group - we accepted each other for who we were, no matter what.

One night, after we all had our two beers and were feeling it, Joan, my neighbor from next door, started complaining about her boyfriend Mike and his oral skills. She said it was the most un-erotic thing she had ever done. We were dying laughing at her imitating Mike’s disgusted face as he tried to lick her clit and being unable to find it. I was laughing so hard that I was crying by the time she was done.

At the end of her story, Joan said to Mina, “Hey Mina, why don’t you give me a good one, it’s been too long since I’ve had one.”

Mina responded, “How much?”

Joan, wanting to keep the joke going, says “$20, Mina. That’s all I can afford.”

Mina said, “$30” and Joan thinks about it for a second. “I’ll take you up on that one, Minay!” Joan said, using Mina’s field name.

Mina smiled, knowing that she could make Joan back down. “Where?”

“Right here right now, bitch!” Joan ordered.

“That coochie of yours better be clean, because it’s gonna get it now,” Mina said, getting a laugh out of all of us, including Joan. “I can fix that,” Joan said and quickly ran to the bathroom. Three minutes later, she was back, her scant hairs still wet.

“Get over here, Minay” Joan said and Mina stood up, clearly a little excited as her cunt was all wet. She headed over and got on her knees between Joan’s legs and said, “Where’s my $30 bucks, Joan?”

“In my wallet in my shorts on the table, you dyke.” Joan answered. With that, Mina put her nose on Joan’s pussy, looked at her in the eye, and dove on it.

“What the fuck!” Paula said. “Holy shit” was all I could contribute. The other girls just stared.

But Mina wasn’t going to stop and Joan had a look of both surprise and pleasure on her face. “Damn” she said, looking down at her friend. “Don’t stop, Minay, that feels damn good.”

It didn’t take more than a minute until Joan started squirming a bit and threw her head back. “YES” he shouted as she clearly squirted into Mina’s mouth. Mina kept nursing on her beaver, then looked up, smiled at Joan, and said, “Thanks for the $30 bucks, Joan! And you might go harder on the soap next time.”

She freaking ATE Joan’s discharge! Holy shit! I had never seen something like that, even in the movies Paula sometimes brought. She ATE IT! Damn!

We all burst into laughter, unable to believe what we had just witnessed. Joan and Mina were both blushing and trying to compose themselves.

“Damn, Mina. Who knew you had such skills?” Lily said, high-fiving Mina.

“I mean, I always knew you were good with your hands on the field, but damn,” Paula added, laughing.

Mina just shrugged nonchalantly. “I gotta make some extra cash for college somehow.”

We all laughed and joked about how Mina was now officially a prostitute, earning $30 at a time. It was all in good fun and we could tell that she didn’t mind being the butt of the joke.

As the night went on, we continued watching music videos and chatting about random topics. But every so often, someone would bring up “the $30 bet” and we would all break out into giggles again.

Eventually, it was time for everyone to head home. We cleaned up the kitchen and hen got dressed, still giggling and snickering about the whole thing. “Tasted good?” Jane asked as she pulled her shorts up over her red pubes and fat lips. Mina smiled and said “Yup, it was the right amount of spicy. Jane, you should try it!” As I locked the door behind everyone, I couldn’t believe what a crazy night it had been

The summer went on and it seemed like every few days, one of the girls would say, “Hey Minay, wanna earn $30?” And Mina was more than happy to oblige. She would eagerly drop to her knees and start eating out whoever had agreed to the payment. And the rest of us watched in awe as she skillfully licked and sucked on their clit, driving them wild.

At first, we were all a little hesitant about the whole thing. It was definitely a new experience for all of us and we weren’t sure how to react. But as time went on, we grew more comfortable with it. We even started making jokes about having our own personal prostitute.

But there was no denying that it was kind of hot. Watching Mina pleasure our friends in front of us was definitely a turn on. Most of us would get a little wet just from watching her tongue down on somebody’s coochie.

I remember one Thursday night when it was my turn. I had been hesitant at first, but after seeing how much pleasure Mina had brought to the other girls, I couldn’t resist. I sat back in one of our lounge chairs and spread my legs, feeling a bit exposed but also excited.

Mina didn’t waste any time diving in between my legs. Her tongue was so soft and skilled as it traced circles around my clit. I moaned softly, gripping onto the arms of the chair as she continued to lick and suck on me.

It wasn’t long before I felt an intense wave of pleasure wash over me. My hips bucked off the chair as I reached my peak, crying out Mina’s name.

“Damn girl, you’re good!” I said breathlessly as she pulled away from me with a satisfied smile.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Mina replied with a wink.

And damn did I enjoy it. It was probably one of the best orgasms I had ever experienced. No wonder all the girls were happy to pay.

One Saturday afternoon, after a lacrosse match, Mina and I headed back to the locker room to change out of our sweaty gear, shower and get clean clothes. As we were showering, we had been joking around and making fun of some of the girls on the other team. But as we were toweling ourselves, Mina leaned over to me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

“You know, Diane,” she said slyly, “I would totally suck your dad off if I ever got the chance.”

I burst out laughing at her boldness. “Oh my god, Mina!” I exclaimed. “You wouldn’t charge him $30?”

Mina winked at me. “Nah, for your dad? I’d do it for free.”

We both dissolved into a fit of giggles and high-fived each other before getting back to warming up.

But later on, as I was getting ready to leave with my dad after the game, Mina’s words popped into my head again. I couldn’t resist telling my dad about it as we drove home.

“Dad,” I said with a smirk, “you’ll never believe what Mina said today.”

“What’s that?” he asked curiously.

“She said she would suck you off if she ever got the chance,” I replied with a grin.

My dad laughed loudly and shook his head. “Well damn!” he exclaimed. “That would be the first head I’ve gotten in a long damn time.” He chuckled again before adding teasingly, “Lemme think about that one.”

I couldn’t tell if he was serious or just joking around like usual, but either way it made for an entertaining conversation during our car ride home.

The next night, the girls and I were hanging out as usual at my place. We had all decided to watch a movie and have some drinks. As I stood up to grab another beer from the fridge, I couldn’t resist telling the girls what Mina had said about my dad.

“Mina was just saying that he wanted to suck off my dad,” I announced with a smirk.

The girls’ eyes widened in surprise but then they started laughing and joking around.

“She should!” Jane exclaimed. “We can’t keep Mina all to ourselves.”

“That would be a nice payback for all the beers he’s been giving us,” Joan added with a mischievous glint in her eye. “But your dad has to hang out with us first and get blown here on the couch, just like the rest of us.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My friends were actually willing to see my dad being sucked by Mina. But at the same time, I couldn’t deny that thinking about it turned me on.

Later that night, before going to bed, I told my dad about our conversation and what the girls had suggested. He chuckled and replied, “Well, I sure could use a little help in that department.” My heart skipped a beat at the thought of my dad taking Mina up on his offer.

The next night, we were all hanging out in the living room when we heard the front door opening. It was my dad coming home from work earlier than usual.

“Hey girls, mind if I join you?” he asked with a grin.

We all looked at each other in surprise before quickly nodding our heads eagerly. This was definitely not something we were expecting.

Dad headed off to his bedroom to change while we continued chatting excitedly amongst ourselves.

“Bitch,” Jane joked playfully as she nudged Mina’s shoulder. “Looks like Diana’s dad wants you to suck on his dick!”

As we all gathered around the TV, Mina popped in one of the recent Bourne movies and we settled down with our beers in hand. Dad was sitting in his recliner, clad only in his boxers, while the girls and I shared the couch.

As the movie played on, I couldn’t help but glance over at my dad every now and then. He looked so relaxed and comfortable, not at all like an old man as I had thought before. In fact, he looked pretty good for his age; his muscles from his college days still visible beneath a thin layer of fat.

I suddenly realized that I had never really paid attention to my dad’s body before. Sure, I had seen him shirtless plenty of times before, but it wasn’t until now that I really took notice of how fit he actually was. And even though I had seen his dick a few times when he was in the bathroom, it never occurred to me that he might be bigger than my former boyfriend.