Chapter 16

The first guy she saw at the party was already involved with two other women. He was on a couch; one girl was straddling his face, her eyes closed as he tongued her clit; the other had his cock firmly in hand and was licking his balls.

Not wanting to intrude, Sammi looked elsewhere. The party was in a large room that opened onto the patio next to the pool; she'd stopped in the pool's locker room to hang up her clothes. There was a buffet table at the far end of the room, a barbecue on the patio next to the pool, and kids and adults from the tournament scattered all over the furniture. There were more people in the pool, and one adventuresome couple lying on towels on the diving board, bouncing up and down in their excitement.

"My kind of party," Suzy said from beside her.

"Yeah, makes the pool parties we have seem tame."

A guy who looked like he was their age walked past, the tight muscles of his buns flexing as he walked. Suzy eyed him. "I'll see you later," she said. "He looks like the kind of guy I'd like to get to know better."

"Have fun," Sammi said. She saw an older guy standing in the corner with a drink in his hand. He had to be 25 or 30. She'd wanted to try sex with a more experienced guy; this looked like the perfect opportunity. She licked her lips in anticipation and walked up to him.

"Hi, there," she said, wrapping her hands around his cock. She knelt and began licking it and his balls. "You look lonely."

"Not really, I have someone coming back."

His cock stiffened out a bit. Sammi straightened up, keeping one hand around him possessively. "I'm Sammi."

"Ah, I've heard about you. I'm Joe." He put his hand on her waist. "I saw you play in Center."

"Oh, that. I wasn't having a good day."

"Good enough for your first time there." He looked over her shoulder. "I'd like to stay and chat, but here comes my friend."

Sammi followed his look; a tall woman with a thick head of red hair and carrying a pair of sandwiches was picking her way across the floor, stepping over bodies that were already joined, and around others that were still involved in foreplay.

"So... three would be out?"

Joe nodded. "I wish I could say yes, but not tonight. That's my wife, and right now we're being exclusive with each other."

She wanted to ask him why they'd come to the party, but didn't. They probably had their reasons. If nothing else, they were at the party to just enjoy the company. Nothing said you had to have sex with someone, though that was sort of understood.

"Well, good luck," Sammi said. She gave his cock a friendly squeeze, smiled at the woman, and went looking for someone else.

She knew that telling people you were exclusive with someone was something the girls she'd met in Center wouldn't understand. Couples would get exclusive when they were trying to make a baby. Most couples tried to have three kids. By custom the first and third kids were by the same father. The second, though, was often with someone else. The reason was to provide a broader mix of genes—the founders of Three Valleys had only numbered a few dozen, not enough to avoid inbreeding. They'd had a steady flow of people attracted to the lifestyle, but every girl knew they needed more diversity in the gene pool; it was something girls were taught in their first Health classes.

Some women would attend parties, leaving the biological father of a child to chance. Others would pick out a potential biological father and do an exclusive with him. Her mother had never said which she had done. Sammi knew her older brother had been born just after her parents had returned to Three Valleys from Center, and her sister had come along two years later. They looked so much like their parents that Sammi had no doubt her mother had not picked a different father for her sister.

There was a four year gap between her sister and she and her brother. Her mother had never said much about it. Sammi wondered how hard her mother had tried to get pregnant. She had been in the middle of her movie and television career at the time, and pregnancy just didn't mix very well with that. Sam had told her once that he thought their mother had just let chance take its course. Sammi wasn't so sure, but she could see her brother's point. Neither of them looked like their Dad, nor did they look like any of the neighbors. Their biological father might be an actor, or just someone their mother had met at a party.

None of that really mattered, not in Three Valleys. From what she'd read she knew it mattered everywhere else. In Center, for example, women would marry a guy, and have all of her kids by him. She knew there were guys and gals who never got married or even had kids; somehow being exclusive like that seemed wasteful.

Sammi looked around the room. She didn't want any of the guys going to waste tonight, but all of the older guys seemed to be taken. Reluctantly she headed back across the room. She'd just have to settle for someone her own age.

Suzy and her chosen guy were already well into it. Sammi paused, watching. Suzy was on her back, her ankles hooked behind the guy's butt, pulling herself up onto him even as he thrust down into her. Her hands were clutching the guy's arms and her breasts were bouncing in all directions. As Sammi watched Suzy's mouth opened in the silent scream she always gave when she came.

Curious, Sammi shifted slightly to see a little more. She could see the guy's cock pistoning into Suzy's distended sex. His balls were tight up against his body. He shifted to short, fast strokes. After a few seconds Sammi could see traces of white on his cock. He slowed to a stop, breathing hard. A thin skein of white oozed down Suzy's bottom.

She'd never been turned on very much by seeing someone else having sex. What was the excitement? She saw it every day in class. But for some reason seeing her friend like this turned her on.

"Quite a sight, eh?" asked a familiar voice.

Sammi turned in surprise. It was Mike! "Wh-what are you doing here?" she asked. "I didn't know you played tennis."

"I don't, but I knew you'd be here and I thought I'd crash the party."

With a start Sammi realized he was naked, not that she minded at all. "I wasn't expecting to see you until Monday."

"My folks decided to come back a couple of days ago. We live on the west side of town, and I was tired of puttering around the house, so I told them I was going to go out."

"And they let you go?"

"Why not? I'm old enough. Besides, they're visiting some friends and getting reacquainted."

She let him take her hand, and subtly led him toward a corner of the pool. "Well, I'm glad you crashed the party."

He smiled. "I couldn't have stayed away. After last weekend I knew I had to see you again."

A warm glow filled her. That was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her. She'd been looking forward to a night of going from one partner to another. She still wanted to do it, but now she wanted to do it with him.

"Do you want to go somewhere?" she asked. "Or do you want to stay and..."

"What do you want to do?"

She smiled. "Well, I've been thinking of this party for the last few days."

"Then we'll stay." He looked around. "I don't think I know anybody."

Sammi waved toward one end of the room. "Those are the older people, the Seniors, which really means they're older than 19. The rest of us are the Juniors. That's 16 to 19."

"What about anyone younger?"

"Those are the Youth level. They have their own party."

"Probably not as much fun."

"No, not as much fun as this is."

She slipped her hand into his and they began walk around. Most of the people their age were already occupied with each other. Those who weren't looked like they were resting. There were a few in the pool, but they were busy, too. Finally, though, they spotted one couple standing by themselves and looking uncertain.

"Hi," Sammi said as they walked up. "I'm Sammi, this is Mike."

"I'm Otto," the guy said, "and she's Holly. We play mixed doubles."

"Women's Singles," Sammi replied. "So... you're not partying?"

"We don't know anybody," Holly said. She was a slender brunette with small breasts and a long face. "We just got back from two years in Center."

"Ah." Sammi nodded. "I know how that is. I was there for the Center Cup."

"We could only watch," Otto said. "We had to qualify in Center, and there were just too many mixed doubles who were better than we were."

"So, are you starting school here?" Mike asked.

"Oh, no," Holly said. "We're from here originally, well, the South Valley. Our parents both had jobs in Center, and that's where we met." She smiled at Otto. "We've been going together for more than a year."

Sammi smiled for them. They knew the customs in Three Valleys, then. "Well, we could party with you."

Holly looked down, smiling shyly, and then glanced at Otto. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble," she said.

"No trouble at all," Mike said. He released Sammi's hand and edged toward Holly. "Have you been back long?"

"What were your parents doing in Center?" Sammi asked, sliding over to stand in front of Otto. He was just taller than she was, with brown hair and a slender, wiry build.

"My Dad had some work assignment that took him away from town for weeks at a time." He glanced at Holly, and then dropped his eyes to take in Sammi's breasts. "I, uh, we stayed... we were living in one of the apartment buildings in Center, you know, where people from Three Valleys live."

"Ah. And did you go to school there?"

Otto nodded. "Yeah, everything except the courses unique to Three Valleys. Somebody organized evening Sex Ed classes in the apartment building."

"Sounds like you need to make up for some lost time."

"Well, we both kind of thought that," Otto said, laughing. "There were only a few kids our age in Center."

Sammi took his hand and led him to a place along the wall that was unoccupied. "We should get you started, then." They lay back on the cushions. Mike and Holly settled in next to them.

"Well," Otto said, slipping one hand under her and sliding his other hand up to cup her breast, "I didn't have many girls to practice with, but as I recall, girls liked this." He kissed her just under the ear, a light, fluttering kiss that tickled, and yet was warm, too.

"Um," Sammi said, "yeah, that works."

"And... this?" He kissed her again at the base of the neck. At the same time he gently squeezed her breast.

"That, too."

He kissed her shoulder, her chest, and, finally, her breasts, going back and forth between them, slowly circling in on her nipples. She gasped when he finally got to her peaks. He might not have had many girls to learn from, but he had definitely paid attention.

"I think..." She stopped to swallow. She was wet, she could feel it on her thighs, and she wanted more than just the foreplay. But she didn't want that to stop, either. She slid her hand up his chest and around his neck, pulling herself against his lean, hard body; like all the tennis players she knew he had a strong chest and shoulders.

She tilted her mouth up for a kiss. Their tongues dueled briefly before she had to break off to breathe.

"You think... ?"

"I think you learned well." She kissed him again, letting him hold her while she worked her way down his body, one kiss at a time. She eyed his stiffening cock. She didn't want to suck him off, but a little action beforehand might not be out of place. She picked him up and gave him a friendly kiss.

He was already leaking pre-cum fluid; he tasted salty, and she rolled the drops around her tongue. Then she realized that if he was this close, he might not last too long when they got down to the main action. She'd better take his edge off.

She wrapped her hand around his length and sucked him deep into her throat. He quivered, took a deep breath, and pulled back a little. She got the message: too much, too fast. She began to jack him slowly, pursing her lips and bobbing her head back and forth on the head of his cock. She could taste more of his fluids; he was getting worked up pretty quickly.

She moved both hands to his butt—nice and hard, and she could feel him tensing—and began taking his cock all the way into her mouth. Suzy had once said it was like letting the guy fuck your mouth, only you controlled the depth and the tightness.

Otto began to quiver. She was pressed against his legs, and she could feel them tightening. She smiled to herself. He was so close almost anything would set him off. She fondled his balls, and began sucking him as well as moving back and forth.

His hands went to her head. His whole body tensed, and with a groan he came, filling her mouth with spurt after spurt. She swallowed the first few, but as he ran down she let some dribble across her chin. He finally pulled free, breathing hard.

She snuck a look at Mike. He had laid Holly out on one of the cushions and had his mouth buried against her pussy. It looked like he had his fingers involved, too. Whatever he was doing, Holly's face and breasts were red, her mouth was open, her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and she was arching up into him.

The girl hung there for several seconds, not breathing, and then collapsed on the pillows, running her hands through Mike's hair.

Sammi looked at Otto. He had already regained his composure. "Think you're up for some of that?" he said, looking at Mike and Holly.

"I think so." Sammi made herself comfortable on the cushions. Otto settled in between her legs.

"One of the things I learned in Center," Otto said as he dropped a kiss on her inner thigh, "is just how sensitive a woman's legs can be."

"Oh, really?" He kissed her again, his tongue tracing a light, tickling pattern across her skin. "You—you may be right."

He kissed her other leg, and again, going back and forth, slowly working toward her apex. She wanted him to hurry... she wanted him to take his time. She wanted him to keep right on doing what he was doing. He was drawing closer to her center. He wasn't there... yet, and the anticipation was exciting.

"How about... ?" He paused to lightly swipe the entire length of her furrow, ending with just the barest brush of her clit.

"Do that again," she said. Her whole body had clenched at the touch.

He obliged, with just a little more pressure on her clit. Sammi closed her eyes. All of her attention was focused on his tongue, trying to anticipate where it was going to go next. Every touch from that agile digit sent a ripple of heat through her. She could feel it gathering at the base of her tummy, building up, getting her hotter and hotter.

He probed her entrance with his tongue, little pushes that just barely got into her. She rolled her head, trying to fight off the sensations. It felt like he was fucking her with his tongue, but it wasn't the deeper touch she got from his cock. She wanted that, but not yet, not yet.

He circled in on her clit, licking that little nub while pushing two fingers into her. The flood of sensation was too much. She arched up into him, pushing against him, her whole body quivering at her need for release. At his next touch her will crumbled, and she came in one shuddering wave after another.

When she came back to herself he was kissing his way up her body, fiery little kisses that he dropped on her tummy, her ribs, her breasts—most especially on her breasts—her neck, and finally her mouth. She could taste her juices on him, and that turned her on even more. She could feel his cock against her leg, and tried to twist to capture it in her heat.

"Let me do that," he said in a thick voice.

She felt him reach between them, felt his cock nudging her entrance. She held still, wanting it, wanting what she was feeling there. And then, after a pause that seemed to last an eternity, he pushed in.

She stared up at his face, seeing a look of concentration and joy as he slid his first couple of inches into her. He paused, drew back, and then pressed forward again, sliding deeper, opening her up. Another thrust, and she felt his balls against her bottom. He had sheathed his entire length inside her.