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44 Next Gen
JUDY AND LEXI were all over me at ten on Friday morning. I’m almost ashamed to say that I was still in bed, but I had a full casa and I wasn’t about to let any one of them go without loving this weekend. Our loving had been too sporadic this fall and I wanted each of my lovers whenever I could. Even Sora and Tim were with us and occupied one of the bedrooms on the second floor. Josh, Cassie, and Mary had moved in on the third floor most of the time now. I had plans for the four of us to be together this weekend, too. Not to mention that I was going to join my hearthmates at Casa del Agua and love all over my baby’s mommy this weekend.
I really didn’t care if I ate, slept, drank, or peed this weekend. I was going to love every single woman that I loved. I started off by taking Lexi and Judy down to the master bedroom. I planned to use that room a lot this weekend. When we went into the room, I closed the door behind us and locked it. Both girls looked at me.
“You can get out if you want to,” I said. “I just don’t want others coming in to disturb us. Come on, let’s get a shower.”
“All three of us together?” Lexi squeaked.
“Um… is there a problem with that?”
“We, uh… no,” Judy said, apparently making up her mind for the two of them. “No problem.” We were already naked so I just walked into the bathroom and turned on the water in the big shower. I’d refreshed all the towels and linens after Heaven left on Monday, so the room was just waiting for us.
“Come here, Shorty. I want to wash your hair. I’ve got some really nice shampoo here,” I said.
“But then we’ll have to dry it,” she said. “It takes forever.” Her hair was shoulder length and as thick as Whitney’s. I pulled her to me and began gently soaking her hair and running my fingers through it. Lexi stood in the corner of the shower not touching us.
“Okay, you are going to have to tell me what the problem is,” I said. “Neither of you has ever been shy like this before. What’s going on?”
“Are you going to take our virginities today?” Lexi asked.
“Hmm. Let me think. Have you graduated from high school? Are you moving to Bloomington now?”
“No-o.” Lexi had that lilt that turned a single short syllable into two with a slide from one note to another.
“Then why would you think I would take your virginity today?”
“Well, you brought us to your private space and locked the door,” Lexi said. “We’ve touched each other before, but it was always out where people could see us and…”
“And protect you?” I asked. Lexi nodded.
“I don’t care,” Judy said. “You can have my virginity today. Let’s just do it.”
“No-o,” I mimicked Lexi. “I just wanted time dedicated to the two of you without anyone else interrupting us. If it makes you uncomfortable, we’ll just finish in the shower and go back upstairs or downstairs in front of the fire. Lexi, honey, may I hug you?” She approached me and I wrapped my arms around the two girls and hugged them to me. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” I said. “I’m sorry if I just assumed that when you came up and jumped on me, you wanted some play time together. Nothing else needs to happen, now or ever.”
“Oh, don’t stop,” Lexi cried. “I do want time with you. I want you to wash my hair, too. I don’t care how it dries. I just got surprised. You really just want to spend time with us?”
“That’s really what I want.”
We didn’t really play in the shower. I washed both girls’ hair and made sure they were squeaky clean, but I didn’t try to do more fondling than it took to actually soap and rinse them. We had big towels in the master bath, so I took my time drying each girl and then wrapping them in a towel. When I finished that task, I toweled myself off and led them to the bed. I just stretched out and let the two girls cuddle me on either side.
“Tell me about what the two of you do together to help each other out,” I said. “You’ve both told me that you do help each other, and the guys, too.”
“Brian, that’s kind of personal,” Lexi said. I didn’t think I’d ever seen Samantha’s sexy little sister blush before.
“Sexy Lexi,” I whispered as I kissed her ear and let the kisses trail down her neck, “you are lying naked in bed with Judy and me. You’ve asked me to make love to you and take your virginity in just eight months from now. You came and jumped on my bed naked this morning and chased poor Mary away while we were basking in our afterglow. Exactly how much more personal is telling me what you do with each other?”
“We kiss,” Judy said from my other side. “That’s how we learned. We kissed each other. Ross and Monte are good kissers, too.”
“And that’s all it takes?” I asked. I kissed all along Lexi’s collar bone and beneath her chin. Her head went back as I lingered at the hollow of her throat. Lexi wasn’t saying anything.
“The kisses are never like that,” Judy said. She propped herself up where she could watch me as I loved on Lexi. I could feel her rubbing her nipples against my arm and back. “We just put our mouths together and lick each other’s tongues.”
“Like this?” I asked. I pulled back slightly and lightly licked Lexi’s lips. Her tongue immediately snaked out of her mouth and I pulled back just out of reach. Then I touched again. And again. Lexi whined. I put my lips on hers but kept them sealed against the assault of her tongue. I knew Lexi and Judy could both kiss, but I was enjoying teasing them—Lexi by not letting her go as fast as she wanted and Judy by making her watch. Judy was getting into the role of observer/narrator. Just as Lexi gave up her assault and retreated, I followed her tongue into her mouth. Lexi moaned.
“Sometimes we touch each other’s breasts,” Judy panted, beside me. “When kisses get really intense, we—well, we usually have clothes on and then we can put our hands inside each other’s blouses and bras. Lexi’s got really big soft breasts. I like to hold them.”
“Like this?” I asked. Lexi arched her back to make her breasts more available. I started with my hand on her flat tummy and slid up just below her swelling breasts. I gently caressed her ribs, sliding back and forth. I circled her breasts and then dragged my hand up her side under her arm until my wrist grazed her nipples. She gasped.
“I never made her do that,” Judy said. “We just cup each other’s breasts and pinch our nipples a little. Not very hard, though. Lexi’s nipples are really sensitive.” I could feel Judy pinching her own nipples as she continued to rub against me and watch what I did to Lexi. Lexi was incapable of anything but gasps and primitive grunts. I cupped her right breast in my left hand, careful not to press down against her nipple. Lexi had coal black hair and the same slightly olive Northern Mediterranean complexion that Samantha had. Her areolae and nipples were dark in the center fading to almost transparent as they reached the perfect skin of her breasts three-quarters of an inch out. I brought my fingers together and up the slopes of her breast, just letting them lightly slide along the nipple until I pinched gently at the very tip.
“Oh!” Lexi cried out. “Oh, Brian! Oh, Judy!” She shook and shivered as she came.
“And that’s all it takes to help her out?” I asked as I continued to minister to her nipples and she shook through her orgasm.
“Usually, she touches herself down there in order to come,” Judy said. She was panting from just watching Lexi get off.
“She just touches herself?” I asked.
“Well, sometimes I touch her a little. Especially if we wake up with each other in the middle of the night. I… I like touching her smooth, wet lips down there. Not all the time, but once in a while,” Judy said. She had hold of my left arm as I was touching Lexi’s breasts and dragged it down toward Lexi’s stomach. It was obvious that Judy wanted me to continue pleasing Lexi by touching her sex. Lexi’s eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply, her stomach pressing up into my hand as I moved south. Her nether lips were parted slightly and I could see the pronounced nub of her clitoris at the top of her inner labia. As I approached, Lexi pulled her right knee up to open herself further. I caressed her bare mound around the edges and then up the crease until I touched her clit.
“Yes!” Lexi screamed as she arched herself up into my hand for firmer contact. “Ahhh!” I kept pressing against the tender nubbin, working her into more intensity as we went. Finally, Lexi had a full-body spasm and then relaxed out on the sheet. The air rushed out of her lungs in a long moan and I let up the pressure on her clit. She was out of it.
“Can you… Brian… Can you make me come like that?” Judy pled in a very small voice.
“No, sweetheart,” I said softly as I turned to her.
“No?”
“No. I can make you come much differently than that.”
Judy was surprised, but not unpleasantly so, when I pushed her onto her back and immediately began kissing her breasts and stomach. She was considerably smaller than Lexi in all directions, but was also well proportioned and had a highly toned body that reminded me of Whitney, even though Judy was a foot and a half shorter. Where Lexi had the sensual flexibility of a cheerleader, Judy had the hard lines of a martial artist. Whitney felt she was our best trained cousin. Like me, Judy had compensated for her shortness by training to defend herself… and her friends.
I pushed her legs apart and kept kissing down across the soft brown hair of her pubic mound. Judy was already primed after watching and narrating my encounter with Lexi and each breath was punctuated with a little ‘Mmmpf’ as she panted.
“No one’s ever done that, Brian,” she said. “I mean kiss me there. Will you? Please?” The answer was my tongue slipping between her lips to lap up her juices. When I found my way up to her clit, Judy was already coming and continued to do so for several minutes as I drank from her fount.
“Do I still get Friday afternoon loving?” Elaine asked. “I don’t mind if someone else joins us, but I’ve gotten used to my weekly dose of love.” I hooked an arm around my girlfriend’s waist and led her back to the master bedroom. “Do we need a bed-making service for you? It’s bad form take a girl to a bed you’ve just gotten out of. Or gotten out of another girl. Do we need a shower?”
“I might, but…”
“Don’t worry. There’s no wet spot. Come and love me.” Elaine practically dragged me down in the bed and pulled me into a long, loving kiss.
“What would you like, lover?” I asked softly. I nibbled on her earlobe and her shoulder came up. It’s so cool how that happens with a girl. Nibble on her ear and automatically she tries to get that ear and her shoulder in touch with each other.
“What I’d like is a little break from the intensity,” she giggled. “Ever since Nicolette got here, we’ve been working on new routines. She just didn’t have that much sense of humor last year when we worked on the barn.”
“I think you brought it out of her. But some of the material is yours, too, isn’t it?”
“Oh, lots of it. But she’s been going through all the routines I’ve written in the past month tearing them apart and rewriting them. Then she hands them to me and they are ten times better. Not to mention the fact that she brought a ton of new material with her.” Elaine paused to pull my head down to her nipple and my hand to her already damp pussy. “The thing is that my stuff is funny, but when she gets her hands on it, it turns edgy. And her material is almost as dark as Nat Hart’s poetry at times. She has a variant on that poem you did in speech competition about burning the witch at the stake? She has a version of it that is bitingly humorous and leaves the reader stunned and then a minute or two later it hits you and you can’t stop laughing.”
“Wait!” I said, popping off her nipple. “I thought Hannah wrote that piece!”
“If so, then Nikki parodied it. Oh my God! I wonder what Hannah will think when she hears it.” I kissed her. She rolled me onto my back and mounted me. Being small, Elaine really likes to be on top so she can control how deep and how fast and can keep from being crushed beneath me. When Elaine came, she threw her head back and yelled, “One ringy-dingy!” She was convulsing in laughter as I convulsed in orgasm. I love coming in a girl who is laughing!
Six of us headed out late Friday afternoon for a ride. Of course, Hannah and Samantha were on Silk and Rika. Jennifer was on Jubal and Courtney on Lady. Whitney decided to ride with us and towered over all the rest of us on Timber. That horse was seriously big, but gentle as a lamb. While I was saddling Jingo, April came running out.
“Can I ride, too?” she asked. “Look! I bought boots!” We laughed. I had thought we might do some playing around in the woods, but certainly we wouldn’t with April along. I didn’t think. Hannah brought Penny and taught April how to groom the horse and get the saddle on. Poor Queenie was standing at the fence whinnying.
“Oh, poor baby,” I said as I approached and gave her a carrot. “You want to go, too, don’t you? Jen? Could you get Queenie ready? I’m going to find another rider. She doesn’t want to be left alone.”
“She’s not alone. There’s Diablo and…”
“But Lady’s saddled. That means she’s alone,” I explained.
“Oh, what a baby,” Jen said. “Come on you. Let’s get you brushed for your mystery rider.”
I ran toward the house, but veered off to stop at the barn. It was pretty quiet and I ran up the back stairs to the dormitories.
“Addison? Are you up here?” I called, knocking on the girls’ dorm door.
“Yes?” she answered. A second later she opened the door. She didn’t have any clothes on. Neither did Lexi, Judy, or Dawn, who were all sitting in the middle of one of the beds. It looked like a big naked powwow.
“I came to invite you to go riding. If you don’t want to get dressed, I’ll go ask someone else. But if you can get jeans and boots on, we’re saddling Queenie for you.”
“Me?” I nodded. “Just jeans and boots? Shouldn’t I put a shirt on?”
“Addy, if it were my choice, I wouldn’t have you put pants on either. I kind of like looking at you like that.”
“Brian! You’re staring into the girls’ dormitory with all of us naked! Just like a boy,” she said suddenly. “Go away so I can dress. I just got invited out!” Addy said. I laughed and headed back outside, stopping at the refrigerator for another batch of carrots. Addy joined us a couple minutes later and we were finally mounted and ready to ride.
It was just a fun trail ride. The horses wanted to get moving and we let them trot a little on the well-worn parts of the trail. We opened gates and rode all the way to the back entry. Then we came back on the gravel road and let the horses move into a controlled canter. It was a task for the newer riders—Whitney, April, and Addy—to keep their horses from thinking it was a race. Jubal, Jingo, and Lady took the lead across the road so the other horses couldn’t pass us. That helped to keep them all in line. Eventually, we rode through the front gate and took care of our mounts.
I’m not sure who started it, but as soon as the horses were turned back out into the pasture, we stripped. It was an unusually warm day for October with the temperature near eighty. We hung our clothes on fence posts with our hats on top and headed for the outdoor showers. Before I knew it, Jennifer was leaning with her hands against the wall and her butt pushed out while I pushed in. She was quickly followed by Courtney.
“Can we all get in line for some of that?” April asked.
“If you want some of that, you have to come to bed with us tonight,” Hannah said. “I think it’s Samantha’s and my turn, finally!”
Wow! It’s still only Friday!
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