The short journey was wordless, for the most part. Lisa tried to ask conversational questions about the movie they'd seen, but her thoughts kept wandering. Nickie and Suzanne quietly decided that she was either stoned or drunk.
But Nickie had also noticed the rapidity of Lisa's breathing-and what Jeremy was doing.
Jeremy had his left aim around Lisa's shoulders, but his hand was out of sight. From the movements of Jeremy's arm, it was easy for Nickie to deduce what was going on-and she wondered why Bob, who was supposed to be Lisa's date, wasn't objecting.
When they reached the house, Suzanne hurried Nickie towards the door with only a brief 'thanks'. They made a show of letting themselves in until the car pulled away.
Suzanne turned to Nickie. 'Come on,' she said in a conspiratorial tone. 'If we hurry, we can watch them at it down by the boathouse. We can take the shortcut through the woods.' She tugged Nickie by the hand towards the back of the house. 'They have to go all the way around the park to get there, but we can go straight across.'
Quickly, quietly, the two girls scurried through the backyard and then through the brush and woods.
The boathouse was situated near a small natural inlet that was used for the town's marina. A small river ran through the town, joining eventually with another and running from there down to the ocean. In the status- conscious town there was a surprising number of medium-range cabin-cruisers anchored at the well-kept docking facilities.
The boathouse itself was part boathouse and part cafe. Since the cafe was open only to members and only for the regular Saturday night club-parties, the rest of the time, the boathouse and grounds were an ideal place for clandestine encounters between young men and women.
'Get down!' Suzanne hissed, pushing Nickie to her knees behind the low shrubbery.
A moment later, a car's headlights pierced the darkness as the auto came around the last turn of what was evidently a winding road.
The car pulled up to the back of the boathouse. The engine was silenced, and the headlights darkened.
They heard the car doors slam and Nickie leaned over to Suzanne. 'Now what?'
'Come on,' Suzanne whispered. But be quiet!'
Nickie let Suzanne lead her by the hand across a small clear patch of grass to the corner of the boathouse. They crept along the wall to the back of the structure, started to ease around the corner-and then pulled hastily back.
Putting her mouth to Nickie's ear, Suzanne breathed, 'The lock must have been changed on the boathouse door. Usually they go inside and you can watch through the windows.'
Barely suppressing giggles, they peered around the corner.
Twenty or thirty feet away, in the light of the half-moon shining from the clear night sky, they could see the three figures moving about. The two boys were about the same height and difficult to tell apart at first. But after a few minutes, as the clandestine observers' eyes adjusted to the darkness, they were able to distinguish between Bob and Jeremy easily. At the same time, their ears were becoming attuned to the three subdued voices, picking them out from among the night sounds.
'-have to make up your minds,' Lisa was saying petulantly. She was wearing short-shorts and a light blouse with the top few buttons open. The dark fabrics contrasted with her creamy, pale flesh.
'Why don't you pick?' Bob asked.
'Yeah,' Jeremy agreed, you're the one who should decide.'
'But-I-don't-know-how… ' Lisa sounded as if she were having trouble ordering her thoughts. Then she brightened. 'I've got it,' she cooed happily. 'The smallest hard-on goes first.'
'The smallest?' Bob repeated, obviously disappointed.
'Right,' Lisa answered. 'Just for the fun of it. But it has to be a hard-on, and no fair cheating.'
'Cheating?' Jeremy echoed, bewildered.
'Uh-huh, I'm going to make sure there's no cheating,' Lisa mumbled. And with that, she began unbuttoning her blouse.
As the dark fabric parted, it became obvious that she wore nothing beneath it. When the blouse was completely undone, Lisa peeled it off-slowly, tantalizing the two boys. Her breasts were revealed in all their rich abundance. They swung full and firm, luxuriant globes that didn't have the slightest trace of a sag to them. The nipples were large and contrasted darkly with the sun-starved flesh of saucy young boobs.
'You know,' Jeremy muttered, 'she's right, there's no way we can cheat on that.'
Sinuously, Lisa stepped towards the two boys. She cupped first one, then the other thrusting breast in her slender fingers, uplifting the sensitive mounds of flesh as though to offer them to the two horny males.
The only sound from the threesome was that of their husky breathing.
Lisa's fingers found their way to her shorts.
Snap.
ZZZippp.
The tight hot shorts were slipping slowly down her long, shapely legs to rest around her ankles.
Lisa slipped her hands into the back of her brightly colored panties and stepped towards Bob, halting only inches from him. Grasping her fleshy buttocks in her hands, she ground her hips forward against his crotch, moving them slowly from side to side.
There was a groan, source unidentifiable. It could have been any one of them.
Then the panties were sliding down to the dark green of the grass. The dark red foliage of Lisa's cunt hair was a contrasting shadow against her creamy skin.
Lisa stepped over to Jeremy, letting her body brush against his side as she moved up behind him. Her arms went around his waist, then her hands began exploring his chest and stomach.
She let her fingers glide over the wide leather belt he wore, then down the outside of his pants, to linger ever so lightly over his bulging groin.
And suddenly she moved away from him.
Standing behind Bob, then, she reached around and began unbuttoning his shirt. When it was open, she pulled at first one sleeve, then the other until he was naked from the waist up.
Lisa rubbed her hands urgently over his chest, pressing herself tightly against him so that he could feel the sweet weight of her breasts against the bare flesh of his back just above his belt.
Her hands went to his waist, undoing the belt buckle and then opening the zipper. The waistband snap parted beneath her deft fingers, and then she was pulling the overheated boy's pants and underwear down… down… down over his waist over his knees, to the earth, kneeling lower behind him. She pressed her lips briefly to the back of his thighs-then pulled back.
Lisa crawled almost comically on all fours around in front of him and pulling off his shoes and socks.
Then she went back to her knees, her full ass cheeks resting on her heels, and stared point-blank at the head of Bob's swollen cock. She leaned her head forward and blew her hot breath softly across it.
He moaned and shuddered with arousal-then moaned again when Lisa bounced cheerily to her feet and approached Jeremy, leaving Bob taut with desire.
'You too,' she said throatily.
Jeremy hadn't needed the instruction, though. He'd already pulled off his sleeveless sweatshirt and kicked off his sandals while watching her tease Bob to a nearly frantic peak of excitement. At her words, he almost tore the clothes from his body and stood before her completely naked.
Lisa glided to him and glued her sensuous softness to his bare flesh. Her arms slid up and around his neck and she pulled his lips down to hers. Her mouth opened to him and their tongues twined as his greedy hands slipped between and found her marvelous breasts, tracing the outer swelling as the pressure of their embrace forced the full mounds to flow outward.
Bob stepped behind Lisa and tapped her on the shoulder. Rather than turning, she took a short step backward till she was leaning against his chest, her long hair caught against his stomach.
Bob's hands came around her and found her breasts, his fingers toying with her stiffened nipples.
Jeremy stepped in closer to her, his cock standing stiffly out at a ninety-degree angle from his groin. His prick prodded at the juncture of her thighs.
Lisa spread her legs slightly, just enough for his penis slip partway between them-and then closed them tightly again. She swayed gently, rubbing his dick back and forth between the wanton flesh of her thighs until there was
