Chapter 36

"Well?" Krissi asked that evening as they picked over the dinner buffet. "What did you and Evan do today?"

"We went to a baseball game," Devlin said. "It was a high school game, and it was the last thing I expected."

"How was it?"

"No bad. I think I only made a partial fool of myself. He stuffed my head so full of facts about baseball that I'm probably more confused than before. I had very little idea of what was going on. But he loves it. From the way he spoke it's a very complicated game."

Krissi smiled. "It's also a lot simpler than it looks. The pitcher throws the ball, the batter hits it, and everybody runs around for a bit. Eventually somebody gets the ball and throws it back in."

"Sounds like you've played it, or at least watched it," Devlin said.

"When I was living in Europe we consciously tried to do American things," Krissi said. "We always celebrated Fourth of July, Thanksgiving, and so on. They have European NFL for those who like football. The Europeans are only sort of learning about baseball, so we played slow-pitch softball." She laughed once. "I wasn't very good at it. I 'throw like a girl', but every girl I know does, so I guess that doesn't count."

"Last year I sold some sports bras to the Women's Softball Team at ISU." Devlin paused to push the remaining spaghetti around on her plate. "They don't throw like girls, but then they have coaches to teach them how to throw."

"Do you know what you're going to do tomorrow?"

"Only that we won't be meeting his parents. I don't think he wants that." She grimaced. "I can just see it. 'Mom, Dad, there's this girl I met who came down here for Spring Break... ' I've heard some of the comments the locals make about the people who come down here for Spring Break."

Linda, who was walking by at the moment, stopped. "It's a love-hate relationship," she said. "They're tourists, and so you love their money, but they're tourists, so you wish they'd stop bothering you and go home. It's probably the same in every tourist destination."

"I don't live in one," Devlin said. "Why on Earth anyone would want to spend their vacation in Central Illinois is beyond me. Chicago... I could see going to Chicago on vacation, but not Bloomington."

"I'm sure Central Illinois just lovely," Linda said.

"It's flat, it's hot, and unless you like looking at crops, there isn't much to see, at least in the town where I grew up. The only vacation places in Central Illinois I know about are the parks along the river, and those are booked weeks in advance."

"It isn't as flat as large parts of Holland," Krissi said, "but parts of Holland are below sea level. Not to change the subject, but what do we have on tap for tonight?"

"A movie," Linda said. "My husband found this one, God knows where, and after viewing it we decided everyone else should see it."

"What is it?" Krissi asked. "A romantic comedy? That might not fit around here."

"Sort of," Linda said. "I will add that it has a strong sexual content."

Krissi rolled her eyes. "That figures. The guys'll like it."

"I think the girls will, too. The guys are slabs of beefcake, and their equipment is pretty good. The girls... the girls aren't bad looking, either."

"Something to look forward to, I guess," Devlin said after Linda had left. "Sex movies have never appealed to me."

"Me, neither," Krissi said. "I think that's common to a lot of women. We need more than just visual cues to get us worked up."

"Though I won't ignore a nice hard body," Devlin said. She looked at what was left of her meal. Shall we go see what this movie is?"

The 'theater' was a covered area with bug screens around the edges. There was a table with drinks and snacks, folding chairs arranged in a two rows in the sand, and a PC with a projection camera in front. Everyone else was already settling in. Devlin picked a chair in the second row. Trey, a guy from the University of Georgia, settled down next to Devlin.

"Have you seen some of these?" Devlin asked.

Trey shook his head. "I like dirty pictures just as much as the next guy," he said, "but most movies don't do that much for me. The acting is atrocious, the dialogue is a joke, and don't even get me started on the cinematography."

"Pretty bad?"

"I've majored in the subject, and I'm embarrassed by what I see."

"Still..."

"Have you seen many of them?"

Devlin shook her head. "One, I think, and parts of two others. I found them boring. But then girls aren't as turned on by visual cues as guys."

"You might get some argument about that," Trey said. "But that's a discussion for some other time."

Linda started the picture. After a brief title scroll the main characters came on. Devlin suppressed her surprise: it was Rick and Marie. There was another couple who were supposed to be their teenage kids, but they didn't look that young, the girl especially. Devlin wasn't sure her boobs had been that big when she was 16.

The plot was that they were attending a wedding, and visiting Marie's sister and brother-in-law who lived in a small town 'back in the hills' of Central California. The first few scenes were of them packing, loading the car, and rolling down the highway to a small airport. There they boarded a small commuter plane. The plane took off, flew over a range of hills, and landed at an airport.

"Notice the number on the plane isn't the same as the one they boarded?" Trey asked quietly. "That's stock footage."

Devlin gave him a smile and tried to ignore him. The movie was slow, but she was still willing to give it a chance.

They airport was surrounded by mountains that looked much taller than the hills they'd flown over. They picked up their luggage and left the terminal. There were two cabs at the cab stand. Another couple who had been on the plane was there, having sex with the cabbie and the girl from the ticket counter.

Rick and Marie, and their 'kids' walked right by that as if it was the most normal thing in the world. The other cab took them to a hotel. The clerk at registration had her head buried under another girl's skirt. She paused long enough to check them in. By then the other woman had walked away, but the cabbie bent the clerk over the desk and slipped his suddenly hard cock into her.

Their hotel room had two Queen-sized beds. Marie's 'daughter' went to the balcony to take in the view. The pool was one floor below them, and there were three couples next to it, all of them having sex.

"I can't believe this movie," Tina said as Marie's 'daughter' changed into a pair of bikini bottoms, picked up a towel, and left for the pool. "Do people do anything in this place except fuck?"

"I've seen it before," Rosie said, "and the answer is no. Everybody screws everybody else all of the time. If they're not doing it directly in front of the camera, they're doing it in the background."

Devlin began looking around at the people watching the movie. She put her hand on Trey's knee. "Do you want to stay and see this to the end?"

"We should," he replied. "It would be the polite thing to do."

On the screen Marie had just met her sister at a house. It was only to be expected: they hugged, they kissed, they fondled, their clothes came off, and soon they were kissing, licking and touching each other. After a mutual climax that might have almost been real--at least Marie's neck turned red when she was supposed to be climaxing--the men got involved. Then the nieces, nephews, and Marie's 'son' and 'daughter' got involved. The living room was soon filled with naked people fucking and sucking each other on every piece of furniture.

After a bit people got tired and began to leave. Marie decided she had to run to the store to get something. When she got out to the bus stop there was a woman already there. The woman had pulled up her skirt and was doing herself with a dildo. Marie helped her, the woman helped Marie, and then the bus came. They boarded it, and picked up right where they'd left off.

Marie's bus stop came up and she got off; the woman she'd been with began sucking the dick of a guy who'd gotten on.

The movie continued in a similar vein. Everyone, at every opportunity, had sex with everyone around them. The wedding was more of the same. It was outside, and when the couple said "I do", they stripped and did it right there. After a moment the rest of the people at the wedding joined in.

By then Devlin was doing everything but watch the screen. This turkey had to be coming to an end, and in the vague hope that it would get better, she began paying attention again.

Marie and Rick, and the two actors playing their kids, were obviously ready to go home. They got to the airport to find other people there, and of course everyone promptly had sex with everyone who was close at hand. The girl playing Marie's daughter was caught in a beautifully framed shot with jism in her hair, more all over her face, long strings of it on her breasts and tummy, and a positive torrent pouring down her legs; that wasn't a surprise to anyone who'd been watching--in the last sex scene she'd been involved with at least four guys who appeared to be inexhaustible.

The plane pulled up to the terminal, and everyone hastily cleaned up and boarded. Ten minutes later they were landing at the same airport they'd left. The daughter's boyfriend was there to greet them. As he was driving off with her he put his hand on her knee.

"What kind of girl do you think I am?" the daughter said as she pushed it away.

The camera zoomed in on Marie just as the credits started to roll, but she was dressed in a severely tailored navy blue suit with her hair pulled back. You wouldn't have believed it was the same person you'd seen naked through most of the movie.

"We attended a wedding," she was telling several people in an office. "It was okay; I think the kids had fun."

"It's important to do things together as a family," a woman said. "I think it helps if people in a family can have similar interests."

"We do," Marie said, "at least when we're on vacation."

"That has to be the lamest excuse for a movie I've ever seen," Devlin told Trey as they walked away.

"They ought to rename it," Trey said. "You know, something like Covered in Come."

"How about something classical," Devlin said. "I Fucked 30 Guys."

Trey laughed. "That's probably accurate. I'm not sure if either of the actresses did fuck 30 guys, but between them I think they did."

"They didn't seem to spend much time doing anything else."

"That's the way most x-rated movies go. Everything that happens is just a set-up to get them in bed."

"... and on the couch, the floor, the lawn, the bus stop..."

"You forgot the ticket counter, the wedding chapel, a half a dozen tables..."

"And let's not forget the middle of the street, on the bus, and at the cosmetics counter," Devlin said. "I liked that touch, cumming on her face at the cosmetics counter. The guy's cum forms a foundation," she said, sounding just like a teacher. "Try not to lick up too much of it, but rub it into your skin..." She laughed. "It sounds just like when I was learning about make-up."

"It might be easier to list the places they didn't do it," Trey said. "It'd be a shorter list." He chuckled. "It got to be pretty repetitious after a while. Meet someone, suck or fuck them, and then go on to the next person. I got to counting."

"Counting?"

"The daughter--she had sex in every scene she was in, and I don't mean just sucking someone--somebody fucked her in every scene."

"I thought we saw an awful lot of her, more than I thought we should."

"And with the close-ups we know more about her anatomy than anybody but her gynecologist should."

"I didn't pay attention to those parts," Devlin said. "Well," she amended, "I did, but only when the guy's dick was present. But a close-up of his dick sliding in and out of her isn't that exciting, at least to me."

"They're not meant to get women excited," Trey said. "They're meant to get guys to jack-off in the theater."

"Guys do that?" Devlin looked at him in surprise. "I didn't know that."

"More than people are willing to admit. It's why guys don't sit that close to each other."

"Somehow I don't see me fingering myself off while watching a movie."

"Do you do it when you read?"

She laughed. "I suppose, but not so much as you think. I've almost never had to rely upon my fingers for my sexual needs."

"Really? I thought all girls did themselves."

"We do, but not so we admit it." They stopped at his bungalow, and after a moment went in. "It's not something a girl is supposed to talk about. I've never been sure why, either."

"Girls giggle and guys smirk, when a guy admits to beating his meat," Trey said. He turned on the light in the room, and then ran his hands across Devlin's body. "Um, nice and soft."

She played briefly with his nipples before flattening her hands across his chest. "And this is nice and hard, just the way I like it."

He drew her down on the bed. "I think your chest is much more interesting."

"I've heard that a few times."

"How about a real compliment, then?" He kissed her breasts, slowly circling in on her nipples. His fingers caressed her, just brushing her skin in an electric caress.

"Your skin is so soft," he murmured around his kisses. "I like that."

He cupped her breasts, mounding them up, pushing his face between them to kiss the valley he'd created. The stubble on his scratched so deliciously, and she put her hand on the back of his head, holding him there. His warm body was pressing against hers, but there was no urgency, not yet. That would come later.

He moved slowly up to her neck, his fingers continuing to fondle the soft flesh of her breasts. His kisses were like fire, burning and exciting her at the same time. When he nuzzle the hollow at the base of her neck she crooned, running her hands across his strong shoulders and down his back. This was promising to be a very good evening.

"Do you want it fast?" he asked when he paused for breath. "Or do you want me to continue what I'm doing?"

"Don't stop what you're doing," she said.

He dropped a kiss on her lips. "Your wish is my command."

He zeroed in on her nipples, nibbling and sucking on them with just his lips, pulling them into exquisite peaks of tightness. Every touch, every brush went right through her. She wanted to pull him down, let him get a good suck, but she wanted him to keep teasing her just like this.