'Not as long as I'd like,' she answered. 'God, I was a fool!'
'About sex?'
'About sex, about my parents, about virginity, about a lot of things. You know about Jan's parents?' she asked warily.
Charlie nodded. 'They're into-uh-swinging.'
'Yeah, well, my parents know her parents. All the time they're hitting me with the chastity, purity, virginity bullshit, they're coming over here and balling away. First I knew about it was when Jan clued me in.'
Charlie decided he better ease her out of her mood. 'Hey, look, this is getting too heavy. Let's go watch Jan and Ralph. Maybe it'll give us some ideas.'
'The thing that really bugs me,' Polly went on, following him to the edge of the pool, 'is all the fun I missed all these years. I'll bet Cookie is into all sorts of things.'
'She's only eighteen!' Charlie protested sharply. 'She's a virgin!'
Polly pulled herself up out of the water with an easy grace. 'Are you sure!'
Charlie opened his mouth, then closed it, realizing that he had no reason to be sure. The thought was like a knife in his guts. He remembered how Cookie had looked, sprawled naked on her bed. He felt as if his insides were being shredded. Nothing was what it appeared to be anymore-not Jan, not Polly, not himself, and probably not his baby sister, either.
'Come on, let's go grab the lounge,' Polly said, leading the way to the ladder. 'And we better get oiled up before we get burned.'
Charlie strolled past Jan and Ralph, trying to appear casual and get a good look at them at the same time. Jan was sucking Ralph's cock. Charlie bumped into the handrail of the ladder and groped his way down. Polly was already on her back on the lounge. She was holding the sun tan lotion.
For a moment, Charlie just stood over her and stared. His throat knotted. Polly was softer, sweeter, more feminine than Jan, more developed than Cookie. Polly was curvy and pink and warm-looking. Taking the sun tan oil from her, he began spreading it over her body. There was no subterfuge or delaying. He spread the oil over her breasts, feeling her soft flesh yield to his fingers. He made her nipples stiffen and swell by rubbing them vigorously with his fingers. One after the other he kissed them, sucked them into his mouth, rolled them with his tongue. Polly ran her fingers through his brown curls encouragingly. Her breathing quickened, became ragged.
Kneeling beside her on the lounge, he slid one hand down her soft tummy. He dug a finger into her navel before continuing down to her pubic bush. Her thighs opened and he pressed his finger to her hot, slippery, juicy pussy.
'Ahhhh,' she sighed softly, pulling on his head as he suckled on her tit. Arching her back, she thrust her soft breast into his face. She rolled slightly, making just the soft flesh of her boob twist as he retained possession of her nipple. Her stomach fluttered with lust as he rested his arm on it, while he worked his finger in her cunt.
Aching from being doubled up, without relinquishing his grip on her pussy and her tits, Charlie straightened slowly and stretched out beside her. His own lust was burning with stellar brightness, melting his nerves. His cock, stiff and heavy, lay up against one of her soft warm thighs.
Still holding his face to her breasts with one hand, she reached down with her other and curled her fingers around his prick. She played on his tool like the accomplished oboe player she was. He felt thick lubricant being smeared into a slick, hot layer over the end of his penis. Her finger found the nerve bud under his glands, and milked out a hot spurt of juices with deft skill.
Drawing back from her breasts, he lay with his head resting on her arm. Her fingers tickled his ear. He watched the play of her expressions as he explored the hot folds of her pussy. Her labia were wet and swollen. He fingered them gently. He brushed her clit with his slick fingers, and watched her mouth sag open with pleasure. Her chest heaved when she gasped, and her nipples seemed to stiffen even more. Her hand convulsed around his phallus, then loosened and began playing with him gently again.
'So nice,' she murmured softly.
Charlie remained silent, and continued playing with her crotch with his left hand. Shifting his head, using her chest as a pillow, he gazed down along her belly. Her skin was unblemished perfection. When he blew on it, her stomach contracted sharply. He fingered her clitoris delicately, gauging her excitement by the heaving of her chest under his head, the drumming of the heartbeat in his ear.
'God, you're driving me nuts,' she sighed. 'Don't stop, don't stop yet. But don't make me cum, either. Ahhh, God, I'm so close, but I don't want to cum. I want to be driven crazy, crazy, crazy.'
Charlie was being driven mad by the fingers playing on his prick, and the knowledge of what he was doing to Polly. There was incredible pleasure in tormenting her carnally, keeping her on the verge of orgasm, yet not tumbling her over the edge. The hand on his prick clenched tight, and he withdrew from her pussy until she relaxed, slid back from the edge of her climax.
'Bastard,' she hissed. 'I love it! But when I cum, I want your cock up my ass. Understand that? Up my Ass!'
'Just tell me when,' he answered, shifting his head off her chest, easing his hand back in her cunt. 'How about now?' he asked. He was so excited he was having trouble talking.
'Yeah.' Her face was sweaty, strained with carnal need as she struggled up. 'Have to grease your cock. Where's the sun tan oil?'
He lay propped up on his elbows, staring down at himself as she tenderly covered his entire prick with the slippery lotion. She crooned to his cock, bent her head and kissed its tip tenderly, bringing it to a still higher pitch, then backing off before he could cum.
'You get to oil my butt,' she informed him, handing him the lotion. 'Make sure you get a lot into my hole.'
Turning away from him, she got to her hands and knees. The round, firm, white moons of her buttocks gleamed in the sun. Her spread legs gave him plenty of room between them.
Kneeling between her calves, Charlie dribbled a stream of sun tan oil at the top end of her crack. The heavy white stream oozed slowly down into the dark crevice as he set the squeeze bottle aside. Then he slid his fingers down her crack, smearing the oily liquid over her flesh. He could see the brown hole of her anus, and touched it. Reflexively, it clenched at the contact. Polly shivered.
Meticulously, Charlie spread the lotion between her buttocks until her skin was shiny with it. He worked it into the bud of her asshole without penetrating her at all.
Then he covered his finger with a heavy dose of the greasy fluid and spread it thickly over her anus until it gleamed like a white eye. Putting his fingertip on the bright button, he thrust inward. He watched his finger disappear into her hot, greasy bowels. The sight turned him on as nothing ever had before. He drilled his index finger into her ass until the knuckles of his other fingers ground into the floor of her crack. Then he rotated his finger in her, twisting it like an awl.
'Aww, Jesus! Stop torturing me,' Polly rasped, shaking her head like a bewildered, agonized animal. 'I need your cock, your cock, dammit!'
Pulling his finger out, Charlie redosed his phallus with cream before setting the bottle aside. Then he set the bulbous head of his prick against the dark pucker of her asshole. Stiffening his already steel-hard cock with his fist, he pressed forward. Her anus pushed in, then slowly and agonizingly began to yield as his glands compressed under the pressure being put on it.
'Awww,' Polly gasped, her arms folding. She rested her cheek on the lounge. 'Awww!'
Charlie rammed into her with steady pressure. The rubbery end of his cock squeezed slowly into her tight ring, gradually forcing it wider and wider. The dark blush of the sphincter tightened as it gradually stretched to admit him.
'Uh!' Polly's grunt was sharp, a hard convulsion as her anal ring snapped into the groove behind his glands.
It felt almost as if her anal channel sucked his cock inward from that point. Her resistance was broken. He powered his brutal phallus into her hot, greasy bottom in one steady drive. The velvety walls of her rectum gripped his prick, rubbing his nerve endings into searing ecstasy, scraping the nerve knot on the underside of his penis until he thought he was going to erupt right away.
Then his hips jammed up against hers. His cock convulsed, on the verge of an orgasm, and then slowly quieted inside her. Gripping her pliable white waist in his hands, he held her tight against him and waited for his
