Chapter 25
Girls & More Girls
You would think all guys would be in heaven with girls always wanting your affection. I used to believe that and envied the boys at school who had several girls on their arms. Like them, I have to admit I was quite the stud. I had a bodybuilder-like appearance with toned muscles and a sculpted physique. I wasn't always like this, but I developed my physique by consistently working out in the gym and participating in various sports such as swimming, wrestling, gymnastics, kickboxing, and practical martial arts to maintain my fitness during the off-season. I played church basketball and baseball and ran Lapps, swimming laps on my own as well, working the weight room at home or in the gym with Shane and Dad.
Yet the problem with having such good looks that I sorely miss and my fantastic hair and body as I got older and stopped doing these things because of health problems because of all the abuse. I am not the same guy as I used to be. I still help out when I can when people really need me, just not the way I used to.
When I was sixteen and living as a nudist, my biggest issue was that people were interested in me not because of my body, but because they saw me as a hero. However, I don't consider myself to be like Superman. Yet I am not saying having a great body doesn't help or give me the edge over other boys my age. Being a nudist made it harder to hide that well-defined tan body of mine compared to if I was fully dressed.
Mom and Dad made me stay inside until it was safe, but the girls refused to leave the beach. As a result, I couldn't help them prepare for the barbecue, such as setting up tables and games. All I could do was help Mom in the kitchen with Mrs. Rock-water and her three daughters lending a hand. While my guard dogs, Mr. Rock-water and the Bishop kept them away from me. Yet Mom and Dad were bound and determined that I was going on my date with Nora. She would be first, considering I saved her life, and a promise was a promise.
Unlike my parents, who didn't take care of my grooming, they made sure I was well-groomed. Mom would shave me, and Dad would do the same down below, leaving us smoother than a baby's bottom. This way, when a mom or a girl stimulates us with their tongue, lips, or hands, we can have a pleasant experience. Plus, making sure our underarms were free from hair. Having to be careful in both places because they are quite ticklish, not that it stopped Mom from doing so. Mom and Dad went over the basics with me, including a book that details the areas on the body that can bring pleasure through massage.
Mom marked the pages for me, underlining the best places for the best results. She also had me practice on her. Having Dad take over when we got to stimulating a girl. Mom reached several more climaxes with Dad as he showed every spot known to man and still not to be called having sex.
Mom returned the favor with Dad and only teased me considering she was saving me for Nora, while Dad grabbed a ladder and placed it right under my window. Below, Nora will be waiting for me with my horse. Everything will be packed and ready to go, including a nice blanket tied to the back like a sleeping bag. In the saddlebag, there will be a large bottle of lotion, cold sodas, and towels for drying off after the hot springs.
The first thing I noticed was that she smelled of exotic fruits and candies, making my mouth water. She took my glasses off, handing them to Dad telling me I won't be needing them. Knowing I could see just fine without them, only needing them to read and make things just a little clearer for distances. I could see her real good without them and hadn't really needed them to stimulate us. Besides, they just fog up and get in the way. I had given the wish of getting contacts but always declined because I feared touching my eyeballs and being very skirmish about it, but now I could see the benefits to them.
I helped her up onto the horse, letting Dad help me up behind her. All he said was to be back before dark, giving us three, maybe four hours, allowing time to get there and back. The moment my fans saw me leaving they rushed towards me as Dad slapped the horse on his hindquarters, making us sprint out of there while they dealt with my disappointed fans.
I quickly placed my hands around her waist only to have her move my hands closer to her breast. I smiled as I drew closer to her and started teasing the back of her neck, taking several long licks said. "Strawberries, my favorite." Letting my hand tickle that special spot as the horse slowed down to a nice walk while I tasted the other side of her shoulder. Finding that side tasted like cherries. She moaned, telling me to slow down and save some when we got there.
Yet I denied her by letting my tongue find each of her earlobes and worked my way back to the other side while I kept stimulating her on horseback. She didn't complain, just spurred my horse faster, telling me all the things she was going to do to me, including if I was wearing clothes, she would rip them off me. I whispered that I was waiting all day like a good boy so she could. She climaxed three more times before we reached the meadow. She nearly wobbled from it. She didn't complain about letting me picket my horse while she spread out the blanket on the soft grass near the bubbling pool.
When I arrived, she was reading the same book Mom had me go over before we left. I smiled and crawled up behind her stealthily, trailing my fingers down her back. She dropped the book, swung me onto her lap, and leaned me back for a passionate kiss. With one arm supporting me, she drew me closer to her lips while her other hand eagerly found my arousal. I moaned as she laid me gently on the blanket. Telling me it's her turn. I smiled. Knowing I had given her permission to have her way with me and her, too. After all, I was a gentleman, not a rapist. If she said no, I wouldn't have touched her the way I did on horseback or now.
I closed my eyes only to open them as she found new spots to stimulate me. She made me arch my back, craving her touch. I yearned to taste her juicy breasts, but she pinned me down, restraining my hands and arms. Telling me playfully that I was all hers and I would get my chance.
I laid there like a good boy and let her have her way with me only kissing her when she wanted me to. I moaned that this was cruel. Earning me another pleasure that didn't think existed on my body. When she performed oral sex on me, I initially wanted to stop until I realized she wasn't Shawn or his gay friends.
Mom and Dad told me that only a girl could do this and or a boy I really liked. So, I let her as I forced my legs open when she spread them enough to get access to what she wanted. Man, I was glad I bathed first, and Mom checked to make sure I was squeaky clean. I informed her of my nearing climax, but she disregarded it and continued to pleasure me, licking every part of me. After I climaxed, she cleaned me up and carried on with her actions.
When she kissed me, letting me taste her and me, it wasn't as bad the second time. In fact, it was just different and not gross. She playfully teased my nipples with her teeth before licking me again, covering my chest and stomach for the second time. I tried to do likewise, but she denied me by forcing my hands above my head.
She teasingly said no, but then proceeded to kiss and nibble my fingers before moving up my right arm. As she licked and kissed along my armpit, my arousal returned. Then I followed my right shoulder and trailed her tongue and she found my mouth again. Torturing me, as took my lips and worked her way back down to my left shoulder and did the same thing that she did to the right.
She allowed me to touch her breast but quickly moved them out of the way. Then, she ran her tongue down my chest several times before reaching my fully erect penis, which she then took into her mouth. My screams reverberated through the meadow. Then stopped before I could climax fully for the second time; repeating cruelly as she licked me again. She took her time between my legs, covering every spot on my smooth crotch. Then she carefully took each side of my scrotum into her mouth, bringing me pleasure I didn't know existed. Finally, she put my penis back into her mouth. Taking it and shook it softly between her teeth like an animal shaking a chew toy, letting it drip a little before I fully cum and climaxed again.
With a cruel giggle, she denied my release and removed it from her mouth. She leisurely traced her tongue back up my chest, taking her time, until finally returned to my mouth. She left me panting as I placed my hand on her sweet spot. It stimulated her, causing her to reach climax faster than I expected. Her screams echoed in the meadow, confirming that I was a bad boy. Placed both my hands to the sides again, laying on top of me, and nibbled my earlobes.
She smiled at me, taking my mouth and pulling my lips with her teeth, making me moan again then released me as she returned to herself to the upright position. Telling me she's going to punish me for that. I grinned, wiggling underneath her with anticipation as she straddled me making me lie still by stroking me softly. Then moved down out of my reach as she took me in her mouth again, then let it go as she licked my shaft, making me suffer as she licked my crotch and between my legs again. And slowly licked me down to my right knee making her way back to play with my penis and sack again, before she went down my left leg, and did the same. Finding another spot that should have been illegal, caused me to scream with pleasure.
As she moved further down, I observed her as she sucked on each of my toes and licked the bottoms of my foot and ankle. Making her way back up to my left side crossing me with her tongue again, stopping to tease my penis and crotch again. Punishing me by denying that needed release. While she made her way down my left leg and foot doing the same and came back up and finished me at last. Letting me climax fully, and took my mouth as she locked my feet and legs with hers and rolled me over with our mouths locked. Releasing me so I could have my chance while I regenerate for the third time.
I wasted no time kissing her forehead, slowly making my way down to her left earlobe, neck, and back to her mouth, exploring it with my tongue. I took a deep breath before releasing her, then traced a path from her earlobe and neck to her mouth, leaving her breathless as she moaned beneath me.
As I lay flat on top of her, I slid slowly down, kissing her Addams apple, neck, left shoulder, and then crossed over to her right shoulder. She wrapped her legs and feet around me as I slid down, reaching her plump round breast. I focused on the right one, bringing her to climax. She arched her back and ran her fingers through my hair. While I made it to the other, spending time on her neck and breast line causing her to scream how cruel I was. Causing me to smile knowing Mom's screams when Dad did it. I wanted to laugh at myself for being afraid of doing this to a girl, and now I am really enjoying it like Mom and Dad said I would.
As I took the left one, she arched her back and screamed. I circled my tongue on her nipple, teasing it with my teeth as I cupped it. Letting her moan my name, using my nickname "Tiger, you are so bad." Screaming as she arched her back again. I gave her no time as I tortured her with pleasure as she did with me. Sliding ever so slowly as I reached her stomach playing with her belly button finding it tasted like grapes and strawberries. Another spot Mom and Dad told me about.
Circling slowly as I made my way back up to her breast and doing them again in the opposite order. Tasting cherries and going back for seconds. I realized I missed a spot as it changed to coconut. Slid up just enough to kiss her, pulling her lips as I made my way back down until I reached her sweet spot; I call it that because I don't like the other names men use when describing a woman's sweet spot and find it crude and un-respectful.
I lingered there, taking my time as she did with me, remembering how Dad had to force me and Jared. Now it's like a meal for a king. Like me, she took the time to groom it, making it nice and inviting. She groaned as I spread her legs just a little more so I could have what I wanted between her legs. Another spot Mom told me about. Making me promise that I would only do this to girls I really liked. I knew what she didn't say and had to do with Shawn and his friends. She shuttered as her legs and feet rubbed the back of my legs and the soles of my feet as she climaxed again, letting her screams echo the meadow. I gave her no rest as I took my fingers and opened her up as Dad showed me, using my tongue and fingers. Felt her shutter again as she arched her back, climaxing, her body shaking as she panted.
I still gave her no rest as I slowly made my way back to her lips. I let her taste me and worked my way down to her left shoulder and arm, finding vanilla as I trailed kisses and tongue down to her fingertips, lingering on the palm of her hand. Listening to her moaning my name, finding a new spot from the book I read at the base of her wrist, and making my way back to her fingers. With a gentle touch, I moved my hand across her body, exploring her curves and stimulating her nipples.
I punished her for making us wait as I made my way down to her left leg and knee; she giggled finding a tickle spot. As I found the spot I was searching for, she moaned. I proceeded to move down to her feet, starting with her left one. The tickling sensation caused her to kick it away, but I brought it back and placed her leg under my arm. I then continued to torment her toes and ankles. I slowly made my way back, making another pass at her sweet spot, and trailed my tongue to her belly button and worked my way back up to her mouth.
I knew she had enough as I kissed her, locking my legs as we rolled back to our original position while we both panted breathlessly. Letting me roll to the side of her as we took a moment to catch our breath. She noticed my very hard penis and gently stroked me, whispering in my ear that it was her turn. Meanwhile, I drank cold soda, taking long sips from the same bottle.
She had me lie down so she could do the other side of me. I wasted no time taking the last sip and prepared to be pleasurably tortured. She settled in comfortably and began applying lotion to my back. With her hands, she skillfully worked on my shoulders and neck, occasionally pausing to kiss my shoulders. Then, she sensually made her way down my back, using a combination of her tongue and fingers. As she made her way back up, teasing my neck and earlobes, I groaned and felt my body shudder. The sensation intensified as she took her time moving back down, exploring every inch of my back and sides, leaving nothing untouched.
I jerked when she reached my butt only to have her just kissed each cheek and told me to spread my legs again. I asked as I moaned why she asked me. She simply said. "Her parents told her about Shawn. She and her sisters wanted you to have a more pleasant experience, hoping to take what they had tainted and make it something wonderful again." I cringed that she knew.
I told her. "I am not gay."
She giggled. "That's for sure my little yummy spider."
Giggling, she continued until she had my penis in her hands, rubbing it underneath me. Then, she turned me sideways to face her and lay on her side, stroking me every so often to ensure no inch was left untouched. Licking my thighs and crotch, giving me the chance to stimulate her at the same time as she placed my penis back into her mouth, letting me draw her closer. I wished I had the same capabilities as a woman when it came to sexual satisfaction, despite my efforts.
I shuttered against her, taking my time with her sweet spot, bending her leg just enough to give me access as we lay sideways. I was new to this position, having only seen Mom and Dad do it only once an hour ago. Telling me, he and my brothers like it because we can stimulate ourselves together, having me question it. Thinking about Shawn and how he and his friends go further than they are supposed to. I still question if it was morally right to do so. Dad tells me it's no different doing it the other way it just lets us do it together. Telling me again to make sure I get their permission and mine beforehand or else.
When he asked if I was ready to try it, I declined the offer. I explained that I needed to think about it, primarily because I didn't have straightforward answers regarding the boundaries between family and close friends, which became ambiguous because of Shawn's actions. I didn't want to be like them. I remembered the hurt in his eyes when I turned down the offer. Even after Mom told me it was ok, but she would prefer it, if I only did it with Dad and my brothers, but only that everything else was off limits.
I never wanted to kiss or lick them. Those acts were reserved for special girls like Nora and her sisters, or any girl approved by Mom and Dad. Trusting that they would never hurt me or lie to me telling me it's ok when it's not. With a renewed focus, I pushed those thoughts aside. I knew that I wasn't doing anything wrong. Nora and I engaged in mutual stimulation, finding it highly enjoyable as we patiently waited for each other to reach climax together.
After a small, needed break, I grabbed the lotion, setting it near me, as we climbed into the hot springs and we continued on right where we left off. It was almost another hour before we rested, taking a break and hating it as we drank our sodas. I softly mentioned that it was my turn once more. I carefully lifted her out of the water and gently laid her on a towel. Then I rolled her over and slightly parted her legs, allowing me to position myself between them. This time, I applied lotion as I moved up. After three hours of stimulating each other, we sagged against each other, exhausted and unable to give any more. To ease the taste of sulfur, we headed back.
When we arrived, it was nearly dark. Dad was waiting for us, looking at his watch. He told us he was just about to go looking for us, mentioning that it had been a while since he heard our faint screams on the trail. I smiled as we both climbed down, falling on each other, giggling as we kissed one last time as Dad said. "Ok, lover boy let the poor girl go."
I assisted her to her feet and playfully swatted her bottom. She turned around and grabbed me, pulling me in for one final kiss. As she kissed me, she whispered what she and her sisters had planned for me after the barbecue. I played with her earlobe with my tongue, whispered I couldn't wait to let her stroke me softly, and walked away, leaving me wanting.
Dad escorted me into the house, and I noticed that the girls had left, most of them anyway. Dad put his hands up, pushing them back from the doo,r and said. "Later ladies, you'll get your chance I promise." Seeing them pout as I went into the house. Mom placed her hands on her hips and then laughed at me, seeing me covered in lipstick. I looked down at my chest only seeing red blotches as Dad handed me my glasses while Mom shooed me upstairs to get ready for tonight. When I looked in the mirror, I was covered in lipstick all the way down to my toes. I turned around when the door opened as Isza and Fiona came in, giving me a silly smile.
Mom closed the door, telling them not to keep me long. She then reopened it, telling them. "Take as long as they like. His fans can just keep waiting." Mom and Dad only gave the Rock-water daughters their approval and the other girl that I saved her life, and I still didn't know her name. When it came to a fully stimulating experience, she only allowed Jared and Jason to do what she had given them permission to do. However, there was a bit more leeway when it came to me because I was sixteen, and the sex laws here are more lenient towards minors. Furthermore, our location in a gated community on private land gives me the freedom to determine my boundaries with no consideration of gender.
When I had my parents' or guardians' consent and each other. I'm still uncertain about whether it was illegal, but according to Dad, in some states, having sex that involves sexual intercourse is forbidden until both parties are eighteen or have been given permission. However, in the state we were in, Nevada, the age of consent is sixteen. Besides, I promised Mom and Dad I wouldn't until I was married.
I had reasoned out that I would never have a private bath or moment alone where I could put a sock on the door or lock the bathroom door. Personally, I simply didn't care if that ever happened anymore. It was more exciting when I climbed into the tub and let the two girls soap me down. I took my time to pleasure both of us, making them scream and stimulating them repeatedly until we were all panting.
When we were done, I couldn't raise an erection if I tried. Mom only smiled at us even more, so seeing my very tired, limp noodle. She gave me a large milkshake, telling me she wanted me to drink these three to four times a day now. Telling me it helps me stay healthy and be able to perform more and better. Dad gave me a wink as he drank his and watched Jared lick his lips, finishing every last drop. The milkshake comprised of these ingredients.
1 cup blueberries
1 whole frozen banana
1 tablespoon ground flaxseed
½ cup plain yogurt
½ cup whole milk
1 tablespoon spirulina powder.
Basically, an energy shakes to pick our spirits up and everything else in between. I groaned as I saw the entire table at the door stacked with endless letters, all with my name on it. Having just had four hours of sex or stimulation, I found myself overwhelmed by the number of girls who wanted their turn. I felt so tired that I wanted to collapse on the couch and asked Dad to wake me when the party started. I didn't get a response as I closed my eyes and died right there thinking of Nora's lips and those nice, juicy breasts.