Hot Asian Nights

“We’re leaving!” Cat shouted back into the house as
she pulled open the front door. The first thing she
spotted was a very familiar red Mustang parked on the
street outside the house.

She didn’t realize she had stopped in her tracks until
she felt Jane walk right into her back.

“Hey,” Jane poked Cat in the back. “Are we going or
are we going to stand in the doorway all day?”

“Looks like we might have a ride to school today,” Cat
glanced over her shoulder at her friend and then
pointed towards the idling sports car.

“What?” Jane craned her neck to look around Cat,
“What’s he doing here?”

They both easily recognized Roger’s car even before
the passenger side window started to roll down.

“I dunno,” Cat shrugged. “Want to find out?”

Jane replied with a shrug of her own and watched Cat
as she lead the way to the street.

“Thank you for letting me sleep over, Ms. Lo!” Jane
turned and screamed back into the house, a slave to
her manners no matter what the situation.

She pulled the door closed and ran down the walkway to
catch up to her friend.

Roger did his best to look calm and casual. He wanted
it to look like he just happened to think of picking
them up. He wasn’t much on the spontaneous cool
thing.

And he had been waiting almost an hour now. He had
been weighing his options for a while now.

Maybe they had left already and he was sitting waiting
for no one. Or maybe they weren’t going to school at
all.

In any case, he was close to having to make a decision
of his own. Leave and go to school alone or sit here
and wait and maybe skip school all together.

He was relieved when he saw the door open making him
not have to commit to one decision or the other.

“What are you doing?” Cat said in a mock accusingly
tone as she leaned through the open window. “Are you
my new stalker? Because, you know, I didn’t order a
replacement yet.”

“Um, ok.” Roger stared at the young woman, confused
at how to even respond to this. Unsure if she was
actually seriously accusing him of stalking her.
“Should I ask what happened to the old one?”

“No, not really.” Cat shrugged, glancing around the
inside of the car.

“Hello Roger!” Jane mimicked Cat’s usual greeting,
shouting as she shoved her head through the open
window beside Cat’s head. Her voice was way too
chipper and animated for this early in the morning.
“You gonna give us a ride?”

“Of course he is.” Cat answered, talking like Roger
wasn’t even there. “He wouldn’t be sitting out here
waiting if he wasn’t.”

“Yeah, sure, get in.” The words were hardly out of
Roger’s mouth before the passenger side door was flung
open and the bodies piled into the backseat.

Roger glanced at the girls in the backseat then
reached across the car and pulled the car door closed.
“One of you could sit in the front once in a while,
you know.”

“With the way you drive, the backseat is the safest
place to be.” Cat sarcastically replied, Jane
snickering in the background.

Roger looked at Cat like she had mortally wounded him.
“What’s wrong with the way I drive?”

“Nothing, nothing.” Cat waved her hands in an
exaggeratedly dismissive way. “We gonna go or what?
I want to get there before the bell rings. I want to
make sure everyone sees us arrive in style.”

Roger grumbled as he shifted the car into gear and
started to pull away. He was being even more cautious
in his driving than normal.

Cat would never admit it out loud, but she was glad
for the morning’s escort. She had been somewhat
scared of the idea of the goons from the night before.
But admitting something like that would put her
hellion reputation in serious jeopardy. She was
supposed to not care, after all.

“So what did you two do last night?” Roger asked as a
desperate attempt for some sort of small talk. As
soon as the words left his lips, he felt like taking
them back. After the previous night’s conversation,
he was very eager to hear about what the two girls had
gotten up to after he dropped them off. He had
planned to be a little more discreet about asking
though.

“Was that why you were waiting? You just want a cheap
thrill girl on girl play by play?” Cat shot back, in
the expectedly annoyed tone of voice that Roger had
already flinched from.

“What? No!” Roger quickly protested, doing his best
to keep his mind on the road. “That’s not what I
meant.”

“So what did you mean?” Cat crossed her arms across
her chest, shooting an accusatory stare at the back of
Roger’s head.

“You’re acting more Cat-like than normal.” Roger
vainly attempted to explain while also trying to
deflect the conversation slightly. “So something is
going on.”

Cat was about to sling another insult when Jane’s
elbow in her side made her catch her tongue. Instead
just a small, annoyed grumble came out of her.

“I find you two on the main street about to have a
rumble.” Roger recanted as he made a right onto
Willow Drive. “Then in the backseat of my car you
admit you had sex with your mother. Then you start
professing love for each other.”

Roger took a second to glance over his shoulder at the
two girls. “So forgive me for trying to find out
what’s going on. I won’t ask again.”

He felt a little smug now. Not only had he managed to
make a somewhat believable argument, he even managed
to paint himself in a better light. The morning was
looking better already which meant there was only a
second or two before some verbal barb deflated his ego
balloon.

The two girls remained silent for a moment, until the
palm of Jane’s hand hit the side of Cat’s head in a
sarcastic way. “Apologize.”

Cat glanced at her friend, not sure if she should be
annoyed or confused. She gritted her teeth, but
turned to look at the back of Roger’s head again.
“Sorry Roger.”

Roger blinked in surprise, not having expected to hear
an apology out of Cat. He wanted to pinch himself to
make sure this wasn’t a dream. But that seemed sort
of 60s sit-com clichéd, the kind of thing that Greg
Brady might do.

“Uh, yeah, thanks.” Roger managed to stumble out.
“Apology accepted.”

Cat stared at the back of Roger’s head for a second,
and then glanced at Jane. Cat gave her friend a
questioning look, one that Jane could only shrug a
reply to.

“You want to know what happened? You really want to
know?” Cat asked, trying to stress her voice to make
it sound like what ever she was about to say was
really important.

Roger nodded without hesitation, it sounded like
another one of Cat’s overly dramatic, look at how
persecuted I am, stories was coming. “I sure do.”

Cat looked back at Jane, “You care if I tell this
numbskull?”

“Go ahead.” Jane shrugged, doing her best to look
like she didn’t care one way or the other. In truth,
she was thrilled to hear Cat recount the private
events of the night before. She felt like it was
something she could be proud of.

“Well, I’m only going to tell you because you helped
us out last night.” Cat commented, slightly
defensively. She felt like she had to provide a
reason for talking about this, rather than just
talking. “But you can’t tell anyone else. Promise.”

Using the rearview mirror, Roger looked at Cat’s face,
and saw that she was intently staring back at him.
Her dark almond shaped eyed were narrowed in a sort of
seriousness he wasn’t accustomed to seeing on her.
“Yeah, sure. I promise.”

Cat stared in silence at him for a moment longer, as
if she was able to somehow gauge his sincerity on a
level beyond just words. “Okay, but we need to make
this quick. My mom is going to flip if Jane is late.”

Jane’s headed nodded quickly, confirming her friend’s
statement. “And you know my dad will be calling
school to make sure I showed up.”

Roger just nodded, giving a little shrug of
understanding.

Cat glanced at the streets outside the car, and then
seemed to spot what she was looking for. “Pull in
over there.”

Cat pointed to the parking lot of one of the outdoor
strip malls that dominated the main street. At this
hour of the morning, none of the stores were open yet
so the parking lot was relatively empty of cars. Not
a complete wasteland, but enough others to provide
some urban camouflage.

“Uh, why?” Roger asked, surprised at the request.

“Because I don’t think you want to drive into anything
when I tell you.”

Roger glanced at Cat through the rearview mirror
again. Again he found her staring right back at him,
her thin eyebrows knitted together under the furrows
of her forehead.

“Fine.” Roger shrugged, turning the mustang into the
parking lot. It wasn’t a reluctant maneuver, but his
words were tinged by a slight bit of sarcasm. As if
he wasn’t sure that this was really necessary.

Jane sat back in her seat, watching this go on. At
first she thought that Cat was going to be telling him
about what they had done. But now it seemed like it
was more than that. She knew something had been going
on in Cat’s house, but she wasn’t quite sure of what.
She had just been waiting for Cat to tell her herself.

“I wasn’t lying last night.” Cat said as Roger pulled
into an inconspicuous space towards the north side of
the parking lot. “I really did have sex with my
mother.”

Roger rolled his eyes as he turned off the car. He
turned so that he was sitting side long in his seat,
half facing the backseat. “Yeah, sure.”

Cat glanced at him, and then looked at Jane. She
really wasn’t sure how to make this sound more
believable. It was obvious that Roger didn’t believe
her, but the look in Jane’s eyes said that she did.

“I did. And I gave my dad a blow job too.” Cat
decided that she’d try to use shock factor to convince
him. “Angela slept with my dad. And Ben has fucked
my mother too.”

“Lucky guy.” Roger said with a smirk, still not
convinced.

“Roger!” Jane shouted at the older boy, giving him a
very annoyed look.

“What?” Roger shrugged. “If it’s true, then he is
lucky. Cat’s mother is hot.”

Jane watched Roger for a second, trying to think of a
reply to that. Then glanced at Cat and gave her
friend an apologetic look. “Well, he does have a
point. Your mother is hot.”

Cat wasn’t sure if she should roll her eyes or agree.
She was feeling pretty confused at where to continue
from.

“Well, it’s all true.” Cat voiced a little protest.
“But you can’t tell anyone. No one. Not even as a
joke.”

If there was anything that was going to convince
Roger, short of seeing it happen himself, this seemed
to be it. Cat was never one to keep secrets. If
something happened to her, she wanted everyone to know
about it. Make her the center of attention for a
while.

So the emphatic request for secrecy was very much
un-Catlike.

“She fucked me with a strap on.” Cat said, fixing her
jaw as she stared at roger, almost challenging him to
argue. “And I fucking loved it.”

Jane’s eyes went wide, staring at Cat for a moment,
and then looking at Roger. She couldn’t figure out
whom she wanted to watch, Cat, to see if she was
actually serious or Roger to see what his reaction
would be.

“No fucking way.” Roger replied, instinctively.
“You’re fucking lying.”

Cat didn’t even bother to shake her head no. She just
kept her head in place, staring back at him. “I am
not. She absolutely did.”

A staring battle ensued, Cat motivated by stubbornness
and Roger by disbelief. He was the first one to
crack, shaking his head after just a few seconds.

“Wait a minute.” Roger held up a hand in protest.
“Why would your mother even have a strap on? Who
would she be using it with?”

The smug look on Roger’s face showed that he thought
he had found a way to poke a giant hole in the logic
of Cat’s story.

Cat stared at Roger, blinking, unable to think of a
reply. It was something she hadn’t even thought about
until now. Why did her mother own a strap on? And
what had she been using it for?

“Ha!” Roger sat back down in his seat, triumphantly.
Cat’s lack of response told him that he had succeeded
in proving her wrong.

“Roger.” Cat said with a calmly level voice. “It’s
true. If you don’t believe me, then I won’t bother to
tell you anything else.”

“I don’t think she’s lying.” Jane frowned at Roger.
She had no doubt of Cat’s sincerity and she was dying
to hear the rest of the story. But it wasn’t in her
to ask for more. Not in front of Roger especially.
She was sure she’d get a chance to; it was just going
to take some patience.

Roger was unfamiliar with Cat having this sort of
reaction. She was stubborn yes, but usually in a way
that always promoted a confrontation. This sort of
stubborn ambivalence gave him reason to pause and
doubt his assumption of victory.

“Okay, fine.” Roger relented, he didn’t entirely
believe Cat’s story, but he was willing to give her a
second chance. “What else happened?”

Cat took a deep breath and then slowly went over the
events of the weekend in front of her two friends.
She told them how her little sister, Angela snuck into
her bedroom in the middle of the night. Told them how
Angela told her about how the eight year old had
played with their father’s cock.

Cat’s eyes quickly flashed between Roger and Jane,
judging their reaction. Trying to decide what to
mention, what would be safe and what would be too
dangerous. To say that the other two were shocked and
surprised would be an understatement.

“I think she was making up parts of it.” Cat added,
deciding to create a sort of alibi for her little
sister’s adventures. “She has quite an imagination.”

Cat then told them about how she used her vibrator on
her little sister. How she made the little girl shake
and cum. And how she enjoyed feeling Angela’s mouth
at her breast. She didn’t mind repeating these parts,
after all, she was directly involved now. And in her
mind, there was nothing wrong with any of it. Angela
was just a little girl discovering things and Cat had
provided a helping hand.

Cat particularly enjoyed the reaction that her two
friends were having to this portion of the story.
Roger looked dazed and distracted; in that entirely
teenaged male way that happens any time boobs are
mentioned. Jane, on the other hand, was intensely
interested in the vibrator itself. Recognizing it as
being a treasure they had purchased during an illicit
trip into the city.

Cat’s story then revisited the morning after, when her
father found both of his daughters in bed together.
She illustrated, with great detail, how she
“accidentally” showed off her naked body to her father
while pretending to still be asleep. Turning over and
letting the sheet come loose, letting him see her
breasts. Eventually letting him see all of her, but
only after considerable teasing.

She decided not to mention watching her father jack
himself off while he looked at her. She definitely
decided to wait on mentioning him putting his cock in
her mouth. Besides, she had already mentioned that
she’d given her father a blow job, if Roger wasn’t
smart enough to remember that, then it was his own
loss.

It didn’t matter that she left out these high points,
one look at Roger and she could see that he was
entirely entranced by her story. His eyes were glazed
over and staring at her, hanging on her every word.
She could only imagine what thoughts were dancing
about in his head and how she figured into them.

Jane was in a similar state of attention. Her hands
were twitching and gripping her own knees tightly.
Trying to restrain herself and hide the reaction she
was having to Cat’s words.

Cat knew better though, she could recognize her best
friend’s reactions. The idea that her story was
causing Jane to want to masturbate was even more
exciting to Cat, encouraging her to continue.

Cat continued her story by telling them both about how
she came home in the afternoon and found the vibrator
missing. Only finding that her mother had taken it
and was waiting for her.

She told them about how her mother ate her out. How
her mother’s tongue felt very accustomed to her, like
her mother had done this before. How she enjoyed
sucking on her mother’s breasts, feeling her nipples
between her lips.

Cat glanced around the car, making sure she still had
both her friend’s attention, which she certainly did.
Making sure that Roger could see, she placed a light
hand on Jane’s thigh, just below the hem of her skirt.

The touch of flesh on flesh was almost electric.
Jane’s eyes flaring open for a second, expectantly,
but with a hint of nervousness. Immediately looking
to Roger for his reaction.

Roger, for his part, looked like an antelope trapped
by a lion. Unable to make a decision and equally torn
between wanting to hear the rest of Cat’s story and
wanting to see what the two girls might get up to.

Cat didn’t do anything more, though, instead returning
to her story, leaving her hand right where it lied on
Jane’s knee.

She told them about how she decided to try and return
the favor, licking and nibbling on her mother’s pussy
in a much less practiced fashion, but that her mother
still seemed to enjoy it.

She then related how her mother had gotten the strap
on out of the master bedroom closet. How the older
woman had fucked her with it. How she stared into her
mother’s eyes as she guided the plastic dildo into her
pussy.

She had more to tell, but Cat could easily see how
both her friends were on sensory overload now. She
pushed her hand up under Jane’s skirt, fingers moving
dangerously close to Jane’s panty covered pussy.

“Look what I did to you.” Cat whispered, not
teasingly, almost apologetically. “Do you want me to
help you with that?”

Jane’s eyes watched her friend for a moment, and then
glanced at Roger. Embarrassed, her eyes quickly
returned to Cat. Her lips moving slightly, like she
was about to say something, but she said nothing.

Holding her hand still in place, fingers rubbing the
tender flesh of Jane’s inner thigh lightly, Cat looked
at Roger. “Do you mind if I help Jane get off in your
backseat?”

Roger swallowed, glancing quickly between the two
girls. The words were something he thought he’d only
hear in his wet dreams. “No, go right ahead.”

He wasn’t sure where to look now. He wanted to look
down to where Cat’s hand was, but he felt like a
gentleman wouldn’t do that. The urge was almost
overwhelming, but he managed to keep his attention
solely focused on the two girl’s faces.

“After that dad came home. And I helped him fuck
mom.” Cat added to her story, almost as an
afterthought. She moved her hand higher, her fingers
finally finding the thin fabric that covered Jane’s
pussy. “You’re all wet.”

Jane nodded slowly, a crimson blush appearing across
her freckled cheeks. She attempted to put the blame
of her body’s reaction entirely on Cat’s shoulders.
“Your story did it.”

Cat nodded in reply, sympathetically. Her fingers
rubbed the warm moist spot on Jane’s panties, feeling
the damp hair clumped underneath. She turned her
attention towards Roger, “How about you? How are you
doing?”

“Uh, what?” Roger was entirely dumbfounded at being
addressed. He had half expected and half wished that
he had been forgotten. Entirely content at just
watching what was going on and maybe, eventually,
mustering up the courage to glance down at Jane’s lap.

“How are you doing?” Cat repeated, while her fingers
continued to rub Jane. “Are your jeans tight too?”

Roger blinked for a second, processing the words. And
then wasn’t sure what to reply. Certainly the answer
was yes, but he wasn’t really ready to admit that.
Instead he just stared.

“They must be.” Cat smirked; she pressed her hand
against Jane’s panties now, cupping the girl’s pussy
in her palm. Then shifted her ass on the seat,
scooting over closer to her friend. “There’s room
back here, why don’t you join us?”

Roger instinctively twitched at the offer, wanting to
leap over the front seat and dive into the carnality
already ensuing in his car’s backseat. But, still a
gentleman, managed to restrain himself. “Are you
sure?”

“Yes.” Cat smiled, “I have another hand and I bet I
can satisfy both of you.”

Roger blinked, he was sure that he misheard her. Or
that he was actually dreaming. Things like this
didn’t happen to him. Hell, the most action his car’s
backseat had been the time his sister spilled a soda
on herself and had to change.

“I can’t be late.” Jane reiterated, breathlessly.
She didn’t want to stop things and she was seriously
considering if upsetting her father would be worth it.

“Well?” Cat repeated, her voice slightly more urgent,
now sitting in the middle of the backseat, one side of
her body pressed against Jane’s side. She let one of
her fingers slip under the hem of Jane’s panties,
slowly burrowing it through the girl’s dark hair.

That was all the encouragement Roger needed, he
quickly opened the car door, hopped out, and was
getting in the backseat within seconds. It was going
to be a tight fit; he didn’t think his backseat was
fit for a single human, never mind three of them.

He squeezed in just in time to see Cat and Jane
kissing, their faces close together. Hell, their
whole bodies were close together, packed like sardines
like this. The entire length of Cat’s left side was
pressed against Roger’s side, and he imagined that it
was just the same between Cat and Jane.

No sooner had he sat down, and then Cat’s head turned
to face him. Her mouth clumsily looking for his,
missing and finding his cheek on the first try, but
quickly moving to his lips. Her tongue pushed into
his mouth, rubbing against his lips and teeth as it
passed.

He had only once before been kissed like this, and
that one was much more subdued. That one had lasted
just a couple of seconds while being in the basement
closet with Michelle Newberry-

His mind shot back to the backseat of the car as he
felt Cat’s tongue reach deeper into his mouth. He
wasn’t sure why the memory of a kiss from five years
ago would be haunting him right now.

Jane sat back in the car seat, watching Cat and Roger
kiss. She didn’t feel envious or left out; she was
actually quite enjoying the show. Besides that, Cat’s
fingers were moving even more energetically now.
Finding their way down deep and just starting to enter
her.

Cat pulled her head back, causing Roger to lurch with
her, the boy instinctively attempting to keep their
kiss joined for a moment longer. Once their lips
fully parted, he opened his eyes questioningly, only
to immediately focus on Jane’s hiked up skirt.

Because of the tight confines, Jane’s thighs were
pressed together, but that didn’t seem like much of a
challenge for Cat’s nimble fingers. Beneath Jane’s
plain white panties he could see the outline of each
of Cat’s digits. The outer most two extending across
the other girl’s flesh, while the middle two were
curved, presumably already somewhere inside Jane’s
pussy.

The white of Jane’s panties were discolored to a
darker shade of moist grey. Short wisps of dark brown
hair peeked around the white elastic hem of the
panties.

Roger, thoroughly embarrassed, glanced up at Jane’s
face. Words of apology were already forming in his
head, ready to be verbalized, but Cat interrupted him.

“Take him out for us.” Cat said, looking at Roger’s
face for a second, and then dropping her gaze to his
lap.

Roger blinked for a second, looking back to Jane to
see her also looking expectantly down at his lap.

“You want to see it, right?” Cat asked as she turned
to look at Jane.

“Umhm.” Jane’s voice sounded eager and excited now.

If there was any hesitation on Roger’s part, it was
only for a split second. His hands moved in a flurry
of motion, quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling
his zipper down. He was about to free himself fully
when Cat reached into his boxers and began feeling
about.

“Not there.” Cat said playfully as her fingers
lingered through Roger’s locks of hair, her words
causing Jane to giggle. “Not here either. Oh, wait.
There he is.”

Cat’s fingers wrapped around Roger’s painfully stiff
rod and maneuvered it free until the bright pink head
was sticking up out of his underwear. The tip of it
was already glistening with leaked pre-cum.

Jane watched with intense interest as more and more of
Roger’s shaft came into view. It was the first cock
she had ever seen in real life. And so far she wasn’t
sure what the big deal was.

“Oh god.” Roger groaned, sitting back in the seat and
trying to relax. “If someone catches us, we could go
to jail or something.”

“Relax Roger.” Cat resisted the urge to roll her
eyes. “No one is going to catch us. But if you’re
that worried, I could stop.”

“No!” Roger quickly protested, he attempted to sink
down in the seat a bit, but found his knees already
pressed up against the back of the driver’s seat.

“I bet I know something Roger would like to see.”
Jane teased, her hands reaching for the bottom of
Cat’s t-shirt and slipping them underneath. “Can I
show him?”

Cat smirked, leaning forward slightly to let her
friend lift the t-shirt higher. “Go right ahead.” At
the same time, Cat slipped her index finger fully
inside Jane, trying to show her encouragement.

The sudden entrance into her pussy caused Jane to
shake, gasping unexpectedly. Her hands jerked
upwards, yanking Cat’s t-shirt up with them. Cat’s
small, tangerine size breasts were still hidden behind
a thin white sports bra. The fabric was tight enough
to show the very erect bumps that were her nipples.

Roger openly stared now, even though the two girls
were two years his junior, he had spent many hours
imagining what Cat’s body looked like. In particular
her breasts fascinated him, he often wondered if her
parents knew of her penchant for going braless at
school. He decided he’d never inquire though; the
last thing he wanted to happen was for his peep show
to be taken away.

Cat felt Roger’s cock twitch in her hand, a sudden
surge of blood rushing down through the shaft. The
bulbous end bulged, turning an angry reddish color for
a moment, then a small bubbling bit of semen leaked
out.

“Did he just cum? Already?” Jane asked, her eyes
locked on the older boy’s cock now.

Cat glanced at Roger’s face, which was contorted in an
amusing mixture of bliss and pain, and then shook her
head. “I don’t think so.”

“Uh, no.” Roger barely managed to choke out a reply.
Speaking seemed an alien concept to him at the moment,
the energy spent trying to speak seemed better spent
on other pursuits now.

His hand shook with nervousness as he reached towards
Cat’s chest. He half expected her to bat his hand
away, but she didn’t. Instead his fingers managed to
trace their way along her left breast. Coming to rest
over her nipple, still hidden behind the white cloth.

Cat gave out a little moan at the touch, looking to
Jane. “Take your panties off?”

The words were more a request than anything more, but
Jane was eager to comply. Wiggling her ass up from
the seat and she attempted to push her panties down,
finding the going hard with her thighs still pressed
together.

In frustration, Jane lifted her left leg and dangled
it over Cat’s knee, which finally provided enough
space to pull the sticky fabric of her panties down.
She managed to get them to dangle around her knees,
but didn’t bother to push them any further.

Roger couldn’t believe what he was seeing; he felt
like he had somehow he must have died on his way to
school. That heaven for him was actually the stuff of
his wet dreams. He stared openly at the brown curls
of hair between Jane’s legs, the darker spots where
dampness had penetrated completely through the tufts.
Cat’s fingers moving over and between Jane’s crimson
lips, her thumb stroking the top of Jane’s pussy while
one of her other fingers slowly pistonned in and out.

Jane leaned closer to Cat, nuzzling her face against
the side of Cat’s right breast. She let out a little
mewl of a groan as she felt Cat’s fingers graze across
a particularly sensitive patch of inner flesh. Jane’s
tongue slipped out from between her lips and licked at
the cloth covering Cat’s nipple, making a dark wet
stain that highlighted the erect nub of flesh.

Roger, eager to help, quickly moved his hand to lift
Cat’s tight bra, exposing her breasts for Jane. He
swallowed as he watched Jane’s mouth wrap around Cat’s
stiff nipple, a soft sucking noise slipping out from
the gap between Jane’s lips and Cat’s skin.

Cat kissed the top of Jane’s head, before turning to
suck hungrily at Roger’s neck. She could feel him
flinch slightly from her mouth; she knew she was
sucking hard enough to leave a mark which was entirely
her plan, to give him something to show off too.

She drew her face back and admired the roundish bright
red mark she’d left on his neck. “I’d let you fuck
me, but I’m not ready for that yet.”

Roger blinked at hearing those words. It wasn’t
something that he was expecting to get this morning,
but now that he was told it wasn’t a possibility, he
couldn’t help be feel slightly disappointed.

“I don’t…” Due to loss of breath that bordered on
hyperventilation, he just barely managed to say in
reply, “….don’t need to…”

There was more he wanted to say, to show that he was
still a gentleman. Sort of. Even though he was half
naked in the back seat of his car with two other half
naked girls. He still thought there was a bit of
decorum he should show.

“I’ll do it.” Jane groaned, letting Cat’s nipple pop
out of her mouth.

Cat glanced at her friend, surprised. Not really
having expected that. “You sure?”

Jane nodded, leaning across Cat’s lap and kissing the
end of Roger’s cock.

Roger’s cock twitched violently in Cat’s hand, she
could feel another surge coming from it. She knew he
didn’t have much to go before he came. She squeezed
it tighter in her hand, cutting off any other cum.

Roger’s eyes went wide at the combination of
sensations. Jane’s mouth was warm around the knob end
of his cock, and Cat’s brutally tight grip seemed to
amplify the sensations, causing the entire length of
his cock to tingle. He could feel his balls
tightening up, spasming slightly for release.

“He’s not going to last long enough to fuck you.” Cat
whispered, apologetically.

Roger wanted to voice a protest, declare his manhood,
but he knew she was right. And besides, he didn’t
feel like he could talk even if his life depended on
it.

Without taking her mouth off of his cock, Jane made a
small mewling sound of disappointment.

“Don’t worry. We can try again after school.” Cat
smirked; amused by the way the pair of her friends was
tossed in the throes of lust. “I bet he can recover
by then.”

Roger’s hips began to twitch uncontrollably, trying to
push up deeper into Jane’s warm mouth. The movement
surprised Jane, but she didn’t back away.

“He’s about to cum. Hold on.” Cat whispered,
relaxing her grip ever so slightly. She could feel
the blood rushing quickly past her fingers, making his
cock inflate more.

Jane’s mouth descended, still sucking, as Cat fully
relaxed her grip. Less than a second later and she
could feel surges of cum rocketing through Roger’s
shaft.

Jane swallowed as quickly as she could, the first
blast of liquid shooting all the way to the back of
her throat. She resisted the urge to gag, instead
forcing it down her throat. What seemed like an
unending stream of cum continued to pulse out of him.

She only just barely managed to swallow the last of it
as she heard Roger let out a low, satisfied groan.

Cat pulled her fingers out of Jane and was just about
to lick them clean when she thought of something
better. Without pausing to ask, she ran her middle
two fingers, the ones that had been the deepest inside
Jane, along Roger’s lips. When his mouth parted just
slightly, she shoved them inside.

She half expected him to gag in surprise, but he
didn’t. Instead he just suckled at them, his tongue
tickling the softer flesh just under her nails. In
her other hand, she could feel Roger’s cock deflating
like a burst water balloon and Jane’s mouth still
sucking at it.

With her fingers still in Roger’s mouth, she craned
her head to look at the wristwatch that was only
inches from his chin. “Shit, we got to go. Or we’re
going to be late.”

Jane reacted almost instantly to Cat’s words; sitting
up and pulling her panties back up. Roger, on the
other hand, was unfazed, still sucking on Cat’s
fingers like a starving baby at a full teat.

“Roger!” Cat shouted, pulling her fingers out of his
mouth. “We have to go!”

Roger, startled by the sudden movement, gazed around
the car in numbed shock. “What?”

“School.” Cat replied, with a calm, but forceful
voice. She decided that the only thing this guy was
going to understand now was single word commands.
“Us. Late. We go. Now.”

Roger stared at Cat’s face, blinking for a second as
the words percolated their way into his brain. They
had a tough time forcing their way through the more
primitive, sex starved layers of grey matter that now
seemed to dominate his mind.

“Shit.” Roger rarely cursed, but he couldn’t think of
a better response as he watched Cat tap the wristwatch
that she was holding up in front of his face.

“Put your boy away and let’s get a move on.” Cat
shouldered against Roger’s side, trying to knock him
into motion, like his mind was a skipping CD that just
needed a good jolt.

Roger looked down at his lap where his deflated cock
still stuck out of his shorts. Instinctively he
shoved it back down into his jeans. “Got it, got it.
Stop pushing!”

All of a sudden, for Roger, going to school had lost
all its appeal. Right now he’d rather just be driving
home and going back to sleep, with or without company.
Still he managed to zip himself up without injuring
himself and got out of the backseat.

“I just sucked a dick.” Jane whispered into Cat’s ear
while Roger was still standing outside the car and out
of ear shot.

“I know.” Cat resisted the urge to roll her eyes at
her friend’s bewildered, but proud voice.

“I really did it.” Jane repeated with a sense of
urgency, recognizing that her friend didn’t seem to
share her enthusiasm at this recently conquered
milestone. “I just sucked a cock!”

“I know.” Cat repeated as she pulled her bra back
down and into place. “How was it?”

Jane paused and stared at Cat for a moment, trying to
think of an answer. “I honestly don’t know.”

Cat couldn’t help but laugh, which prompted a confused
look from Jane. The confused expression didn’t have a
long expectancy, as Jane joined in on the laughter,
unable to contain her own excitement.

“What’s so funny back there?” Roger didn’t expect to
hear giggling as he sat back down in the driver’s
seat. He checked his lap instinctively, wondering if
some part of his anatomy was still hanging free.

“Nothing.” Cat shook her head. “You gonna be okay to
drive?”

“Yeah.” Roger still felt a bit dazed, causing his
hands to fumble around the cars controls. “I just
need to remember to start the car before I try to
drive.”

“If you can’t handle it, I can do it.” Cat
enthusiastically volunteered. “I have my learner’s
permit in my bag somewhere.”

The offer was enough to shock Roger’s mind back to
reality. His fingers finding the ignition and
starting the engine back up. “No, I don’t think we
need anything that drastic.”

“Damn.” Cat frowned with disappointment. “I was
looking forward to opening this baby up.”