The Time of My Life
by Gary Johns



Status: Completed
Published: 2002-01-06 18:01:25
Updated: 2002-01-06 18:01:25
Packaged: 2019-11-24 14:17:57
Rating: Much Sex
Chapters: 10
Words: 22,160
Publisher: storiesonline.net
Story URL: https://storiesonline.net/s/36085
Author URL: https://storiesonline.net/a/Gary_Johns
Summary: Gary returns from Vietnam and finds a different world. He meets sisters Sandy and Jessica while hitchhiking across the country.





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10



	Chapter 1

After all these years, I can finally look back on 1968 and 1969 with nostalgia. It was a time that changed my life forever. I was just out of the Army, confused and lonely, hitchhiking my way across the country. (Those were the days when hitchhiking wasn't suicide, when someone would still pick you up just to be a good neighbor.) I was barely 21 but already an old man; twenty-two months of combat in Vietnam had a way of aging one long before their time.

I had spent two tours in Vietnam; re-enlisting after my first tour because when I arrived home on leave I hardly recognized the world that I had left just 12 months earlier.

It was the era of the Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy assassinations, the Chicago Seven trials and race riots in the streets. It was a time of tremendous change in America. The world had gone crazy, stark raving mad. In fact, I felt more at home in the jungles of Vietnam than I did on the streets of my own neighborhood. I guess, in truth, I missed the camaraderie and the true friendships that were forged by the incredible life and death struggle of combat. I probably would have re-enlisted for a third tour had I not been hit in the leg by a sniper's bullet, taking a piece of my thigh bone with it.

In those months of combat, I had seen things that no young man should ever have to see. The death, destruction and sheer terror of war leaves a lasting impression on anyone, especially a teenager still "wet behind the ears." Nevertheless, in many ways it was a rewarding experience, forcing a confused 19-year-old kid to become a man and look at the world in a different light.

When I arrived home after my second tour, my family said that they didn't recognize me and that I had changed. They were right. I acted different, I even looked different; my normally brown hair was bleached sandy blond from the relentless tropical sun, my bright blue eyes had that "thousand yard stare" and I had lost weight.

That jagged hole where the bullet had passed through my thigh was the only physical scar that I had. However, mental scars were another matter altogether. The stress of combat leaves demons that I now know can be controlled but never conquered.

There have been far too many nights during the past years where I would wake up screaming, faces of the dead and dying flashing in my mind. Any delusions of the glory of war died with four of my buddies that day on the side of a nameless hill, in the middle of nowhere. There are times to this day that I can still hear their screams, smell the odor of cordite in the air and hear the screeching of artillery shells passing overhead.

As soon as I arrived back in the States, I wanted to put it all behind me, to try to forget those faces and to find myself, to exorcise my demons. I immediately knew that I would not be able to do it at home. My family could not possibly understand. They wanted me to act the same, and just take up where I left off, to just be "me" again. However, that happy carefree teenager was gone forever. They could never understand that.

My friends all seemed so immature, worrying about cars, girls, and parties. Whenever the subject of the war came up and they would express their uninformed views, I felt like hitting them. Then, when I almost hit my best friend, my anger flaring in an almost murderous frenzy, I knew that I have to get away.

Even my former girlfriends seemed so silly. When I tried to re-establish that incredible sexual tension that was there before I left for the Army I found boredom. Maybe my expectations had changed and I expected too much. On the other hand, maybe I just needed more maturity--sex and someone to talk to about the important things in life.

The truth was that my family and friends hadn't changed; I had.

So there I stood on that lonely stretch of highway, the cold September wind blowing the pouring rain sideways. I stood with my back to the wind; my thumb stuck out at the passing cars, my green duffel bag at my feet, water forming a puddle on the canvas. The wetness had begun to soak through my Army field jacket; the dark area where my buck sergeant stripes had been was barely visible on the sleeves. The hood over my head was no longer preventing the cold rain from running down my back.

For the millionth time I asked myself, what the hell am I doing here on this endless stretch of highway?

Car after car passed me by. Several times, I saw brake lights but then the cars would speed off before I could reach them.

Finally, I saw one slow then pull off the road to the emergency lane. I grabbed my bag and moved as fast as I could on my bad left leg. The blowing wind pushed my hood back and rain ran down my face, blurring my vision. I was desperately hoping the car wouldn't pull away at the last minute like so many had done before.

"Need a lift?" a pretty, young woman asked as she rolled down the window.

"God yes," I answered, quickly opening the back door and throwing my bag on the floor then jumping in. "Thanks for stopping," I said sincerely, using my hands to wipe the rain from my face.

"I'm Sandy and this is my sister Jessica," the driver said, motioning to a sullen teenager on the passenger side of the car. She didn't turn to greet me so I assumed that she didn't much like the idea of her sister picking up a stranger.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Gary," I said.

"That's Justin beside you," Sandy said.

I turned and was surprised to see a two or three year old boy sitting in the seat next to me. I was surprised that I had missed him because my powers of observation were normally very keen from months of searching the jungle for the enemy. Those same powers had kept me alive many times in dangerous situations. Then I had to tell myself that those skills didn't mean anything anymore, they weren't needed on the streets; that was the past.

"Hi Justin," I said and reached over to tickle the bright eyed little boy. I liked kids; most of the time better than adults. I liked their innocence, their honesty, and their ability to see things without years of accumulated bias.

I looked back at the two women in the front seat. Jessica looked to be about eighteen or so with reddish hair falling straight down her back. Sandy was older; maybe twenty-two or three with dirty blond hair, curling over her shoulders. Both of them looked like those fresh faced, all-American, girls I had missed so much during the past two years.

"Where you going?" Sandy asked, keeping her head turned forward but looking in the mirror at me.

I could see her pretty eyes and freckles across her nose. "Across the country... wherever the road leads me," I answered in a much more cavalier tone than I really felt.

"We're heading home to San Francisco. You can ride as far as you want with us," Sandy said.

"That's great, thank you!" I said, happy to be out of the pouring rain and inside this dry, sweet smelling car.

Jessica turned and glared at her sister, her lips tight in anger.

"May I ask why you stopped to pick me up?" I said, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"You're a soldier right... or at least were?"

"Yes, I just got out two weeks ago; a free man," I answered, trying to sound light and cheery, but most likely failing.

"My husband was a soldier too. He died in Vietnam several months ago. Jessica, Justin and I are going home now," Sandy said, her voice sad, almost choking with emotions.

"I'm sorry. I saw too many good friends die there," I answered before I thought.

"You were in Vietnam?" she asked excitedly.

"Yea, in my other life," I answered, and then added quickly, "Do you think this rain is ever going to stop?" I wanted to change the subject.

"Probably by the time we reach California... that's only 2000 miles away," Sandy said lightly, sensing my discomfort.

I liked Sandy immediately; her sister was another story.

Sandy and I talked for several hours, sharing stories and laughing. For some reason I found that I could talk to her, we seemed to share many of the same views on life. She had been through a life changing experience, having to grow up very quickly, just like me.

Jessica sat stoically, grunting occasionally when she heard a comment that she didn't agree with.

I found out that Sandy had been married for three years. Her husband was a helicopter pilot and had been shot down near the Cambodian/Laotian border. It had taken several months to retrieve the bodies and his helicopter. His body had finally been sent home and he was buried last week. The family had flown to Virginia for the funeral and Jessica was driving back home with Sandy and Justin. Sandy's belongings were somewhere between California and Virginia in a moving van.

"I think it's time we stopped for the night, I can't feel my legs anymore," Sandy said with a moan.

We pulled into a cheap looking motel with a flashing vacancy sign. There was a diner next to the motel and it was dinnertime. I hadn't eaten at all that day.

The rain had let up some when Sandy parked the car and we got out.

I looked at the dilapidated metal building that housed the diner. "I hope we don't get food pois... " I started to say and stopped in mid-sentence when I saw the full view of Sandy. My shock was obvious.

"You've been in the jungle a long time huh?" Sandy said with a sweet smile when she saw my eyes moving up and down her body.

She had on a white blouse and the shortest skirt I had ever seen in my life. The mini skirt had just come into fashion when I went into the Army, thanks to pantyhose. I hadn't seen any of these new short skirts close up. However, Sandy wasn't wearing pantyhose and her legs looked tanned, firm, and very very long.

"I... uh... well... yea... uh... I'm sorry," I stuttered, my face turning red.

"It's all right, that's why we wear these things," Sandy said, trying to ease my embarrassment. "I don't generally dress this way to travel. Although it does give me a lot of freedom when the skirt pulls practically up to my butt when I sit," she said laughing. "We stopped to see my Aunt earlier today and she insisted that we go to church before we left. I wanted to get out of there so bad that I didn't even want to stop to change," she laughed. "My aunt's not that bad but Uncle Harry is a lecher. Unfortunately, I didn't really bring any church type clothes for the trip back so I had to borrow these from Jessica. Almost everything else is in the moving van. I guess I'm a little taller than my sister huh?" she said as she reached to tug the skirt down to cover more of her thighs.

"No... uh... no, it looks fine," I stammered. God, I hadn't been this tongue tied talking to a girl since I was sixteen.

However, I wasn't flustered enough to miss the fact that she was braless under her blouse. I could see her nipples poking through the thin material and her breasts bounce freely as she laughed. (The late 60's were the beginning of the era where very few young women wore bras. Now those were "the good old days.")

"Come on Sandy, Justin's hungry," Jessica said in irritation as she stood waiting on the steps of the diner. She was wearing a pair of tight hip hugging, bell-bottom jeans with flowers sewn on the legs. Her blouse covered what appeared to be substantial (braless) breasts but left her midriff bare. The blouse had long puffy sleeves. She looked like the typical hippie or "flower child" as we called them later.

I got a great view of Sandy's legs, almost to her buttocks as she walked up the steps to the restaurant. My shame at being a "lecher" was overcome by my own long suppressed sexual longings. I could feel my lower region begin to tingle and pulse with a life of it's own. It had been a long time.


	Chapter 2

We had a pleasant dinner with Sandy and I doing all the talking. Jessica was still sulking, her anger at her sister obvious.

Justin seemed to be a great little guy. He sat across from me laughing and giggling; Jessica sat next to me, keeping as much room as possible between us.

I started to shoot little pieces of paper with my straw at Justin, making him giggle louder. I often played these games with my little brothers and sisters. Because I was the oldest of six kids, with two brothers and three sisters, I spent a great deal of time helping my mother after my father died in a car accident when I was fourteen. The fact was, I could have gotten out of the draft because I was the "breadwinner of the family"; however, I was looking for adventure and wanted to do my "patriotic" duty.

When we finished dinner, I insisted on paying. I had a little bit of money that I had saved in the Army. Even though I needed to conserve it because I was not sure when or if I wanted to find a job, I still felt obligated to pay something for the ride.

As Jessica and I waited by the car, Sandy went into the motel and got a room. When she came back out she looked at me and said, "The room is real small but you can sleep on the floor if you want."

"Sandy!" Jessica practically screamed.

I looked over at Jessica then back at Sandy and said, "That's okay, I'll just sack out in the back of your car if that's alright with you? I've slept in far worse places."

"Well, suit yourself, the offer stands, regardless of my rude sister," Sandy said glaring at Jessica.

We drove around to the back of the building and parked in front of the door to the room.

"You can come in after we take our showers and get cleaned up if you want. I'll let you know when we're done."

"Thanks."

About an hour later, I saw Sandy standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her waving me into the room. I grabbed my shaving kit and a towel and hurried into the room, trying not to limp.

I saw Sandy look at me with what could have been sadness or maybe pity. Then she caught herself and smiled. "Good, you have a towel. I was afraid I was going to have to let you have mine," she said with a sexy smile as she held her towel around her otherwise naked body.

"If I had known that, I would have left mine in the car," I answered, smiling as I hurried into the bathroom past a scowling Jessica, playing with Justin on the bed.

It had been several days since I had had a shower and the hot water felt great. It felt wonderful to be clean again. Not too long ago I would go for months without the benefit of a shower. At the time, that never bothered me because everyone else smelled just as bad.

As I shaved I looked around the bathroom and almost felt at home. With three sisters, the bathroom was always a wreck, clothes, hair curlers, and wet towels all over the place. I felt a little pang of homesickness but put it aside.

I dried my face and packed up my shaving kit. As I started to leave, I noticed a pair of panties lying in the corner on the floor. I impulsively reached down, picked up the panties, and quickly stuffed them into my shaving kit. Then I hesitated, feeling guilty, but not guilty enough to put them back.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Sandy sitting on the bed, still in her towel, rubbing cream on her legs. I didn't mean to stare but I couldn't help it. The towel barely covered her legs. I thought I could see a wisp of pubic hair as she worked to smooth the cream on her thighs. My face turned scarlet when she looked up and smiled at me, seemingly unconcerned that I could see between her legs.

"Uh... thanks, good night," I stammered, that tingling feeling starting in the lower region again. I rushed out of the room and through the pouring rain to the car.

It only took me a few minutes to get situated on the back seat, my blanket over me, and my throbbing erection in my hand. I wished that I had some of that skin cream right now I thought as I began to move my hand up and down the shaft.

In my mind, I could still see Sandy's smooth cream covered thighs and that dark area just above. I sighed to myself and moved my hand faster. Then I remembered the panties. I reached down to the floor and pulled them out of my shaving kit. I brought the soft material to my nose and inhaled the sweet fragrance of a woman. It brought back so many memories and made my erection pulse with need. I didn't know if the panties belonged to Sandy or not but I pretended that they did. It wouldn't have mattered if they belonged to Jessica; she was a sexy girl as well, regardless of her demeanor. As my excitement grew, I wrapped the panties around my erection and used the silky material to masturbate.

My hips were moving up and down slowly, forcing my penis in and out of the panties when suddenly I heard a tap on the window. Startled, I opened my eyes to see Sandy, looking in the window at me. I didn't have time to put my shrinking penis back in my pants so I kept the blanket over my waist and reached over to unlock the door for her to get in out of the rain. As she slid in, I saw that she had a jacket wrapped around a nightshirt, which came to mid-thigh; her legs and feet were bare.

"I'm sorry to bother you but I though you might talk to me for a little while."

"Uh... yea, sure... I uh would love to," I said nervously as I saw her short nightshirt pull up her thighs to reveal those sexy legs and the shadowy area between. Again, I thought I could see pubic hair. A little shiver ran through me as I realized that she didn't have panties on.

Almost immediately, the back of the car was filled with the sweet smell of scented soap and shampoo. It was a wonderful clean and fresh smell after so many months of nothing but the pungent smell of rotting jungle vegetation. Her smell was almost intoxicating, making my head spin.

Sandy curled up on the seat with her bare legs under her and sat back, a serious look on her face. "Can you tell me about what it was like over there? I want to know what my husband... Rick... went through before he di... he crashed."

I sighed and rubbed my eyes, trying to think of a way to gently tell her that I didn't want to talk about this. Yet, as I looked at her tearing eyes I knew that she needed something, needed to feel a connection with her lost mate. So, I began to talk, telling her some of the details but keeping much of the horror and pain from her. I'm sure his situation was very different from mine as a helicopter pilot. It was certainly no less dangerous than the infantry but it was different.

I was surprised at how easy it was to tell her things that I had told no one else. I told her of the loneliness, of the friends that I had lost and of the sheer terror of combat. All of the things that are universal to every soldier.

After a while, she began to cry. I wasn't sure what to do so I reached out and pulled her close to me. I wanted to cry too but there were no tears.

Sandy pulled back and looked into my eyes as the tears streamed down her cheeks. Suddenly, our lips were pressed together in a gentle kiss that gradually became more passionate. I moaned when her tongue slid into my mouth to duel with my own tongue. The windows of the car quickly began to steam up as our passion grew. I was desperate to go further but hesitated, not wanting to take advantage of her delicate emotional state. Then she solved that problem when she reached over, almost in frustration, and pulled my hand to her thigh.

I moaned as my hand caressed the smooth and warm skin of her thigh. Hoping that I had a green light, my hand moved higher hesitantly; still unsure until I felt her move her legs apart giving me access to the warm area between her legs.

My fingers moved slowly up her thigh until I found that my eyes had not deceived me; she wasn't wearing panties. My fingers found her swollen sex lips, covered by a soft down of pubic hair. A moan escaped from both of us as I began to gently rub my fingers up and down her slit, separating the slick, juice covered and swollen inner lips.

It was obvious how excited she was by the warm and sticky juice that quickly coated my fingers. I used it to gently massage her clit, taking the little nub between my fingers and squeezing. Sandy moaned into my mouth and pushed her hips off the seat in need as I slowly slid my middle finger between the lips and into her warm cavern. I could feel her breath catch in her throat as her wet hole sucked my finger deep inside.

"Oh God, oh God," she moaned as my finger began to saw in and out. "Yes, yes, yes, rub my clit, rub my clit," she gasped as her hips began to move faster.

I brought my lips to her mouth again and pressed my finger into her vagina as deep as it could go. Immediately I could feel her begin to tremble. I used my thumb to rub her little button as my finger began moving in and out. I felt her body tense as I began to move my fingers faster, creating a sloppy sound, her juice spattering on my hand and her thighs. Her legs were spread wide apart now, giving me total access.

I pressed her body to the seat and almost brutally shoved my hand between her thighs. She didn't object, instead her hands grabbed mine and helped it move rapidly in and out of her wide-open hole.

The car began to fill with the smell of Sandy's excitement and her moans of pleasure. It was a stronger smell than the scent of soap and shampoo but no less sweet.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sandy moaned as she began to convulse in pleasure. "Yessssss, oh God, I'm cummmmiiiinnnngggg!!!"

My fingers kept moving in her wet hole as her climax raced through her, making her shudder over and over. Her body tensed and her thighs clamped onto my hand, her fingernails digging into my arm, holding my finger deep inside of her convulsing vagina.

Sandy moaned over and over, my lips kissing hers gently until she collapsed onto the seat. I pulled her still trembling body to me as she finally began to settle down.

"Ohhhh... wow... I needed that," Sandy sighed sheepishly, barely whispering, her face pressed to my neck. I could feel her warm breath tickling the skin.

Then she looked up at me and said, "Thank you," almost embarrassed.

"You're welcome," I answered, not entirely sure how to respond; I had never had a girl thank me for getting her off.

I held her for a long time, content to feel her soft body next to mine, her breathing now slow and gentle. Eventually she looked up at me and smiled sweetly. Then she kissed my lips quickly before pushing me back on the seat.

As I watched Sandy pull the blanket from my lap, I started to say that reciprocation wasn't necessary but my mouth was so dry from excitement that no words would come out. No, it was not necessary but I would have gone crazy if she had left me in my state of excitement.

"So that's where my panties went," Sandy said with a little laugh as she uncovered my crotch.

I had forgotten that I had her panties wrapped around my penis. If it hadn't been dark in the car, she would have seen my face turn three shades of red. However, embarrassment soon turned to pleasure as I felt her soft hand wrap around my throbbing penis and begin to move up and down. My eyes closed, my head went back on the seat, and I began to moan. I felt Sandy moving. I was hoping for a nice hand job when I was surprised by something wet on the swollen head. I opened my eyes and saw Sandy's tongue licking the head, her face turned to the side, looking up at me, a smile on her lips. Then she moved around and got to her knees on the floor of the car between my legs. She opened my belt and pulled my pants and shorts down to my knees.

I felt Sandy hesitate for a moment when she had my pants to my feet. I knew that she could see the scar from the bullet wound on my thigh. Suddenly I felt almost embarrassed by its ugliness. She didn't say a word but bent and kissed the scar tenderly. Then her hands went to my penis and pulled it to her mouth.

"Oh God," I moaned as her mouth closed over the throbbing head.

Sandy sucked me for a long time, bringing me very close to my peak on several occasions before she pulled away. I looked down and saw her take her panties and place the crotch across the head. Then her hand squeezed the shaft. We both watched as a bubble of clear juice forced itself through the material, shimmering in the dim light coming through the rain spattered windows.

Again, Sandy looked up at me as her tongue came out to gently lick the large drop of clear juice into her mouth. She then licked the cloth-covered head repeatedly until the wet panties molded to the swollen head like a second skin. I moaned and closed my eyes as my body began to shake with need. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer when her hand began to work up and down the shaft rapidly.

"I'm going to cum," I whispered breathlessly in warning. Her mouth covered the pulsing, panty-covered head of my penis again.

Two more strokes and I could feel my juice rushing up the shaft.

Sandy pushed the wet crotch of her panties from the head just in time to catch my juice in her open mouth as it rocketed from the slit. It felt like my balls were going to explode as I shot stream after stream into her mouth. I heard her choke once but that didn't stop her from drinking every drop of sperm that I could produce. It felt like my soul was pouring through the swollen head of my penis.

I could hear Sandy moaning quietly as she swallowed and sucked repeatedly. Then she used her tongue to lick the last dribbles of cum that her hand milked from me. When she could squeeze no more out she looked up, her eyes were sparkling with delight. She had several drops of my juice on her lips.

I watched her use her panties to wipe her mouth clean then sit back up.

"Thank y... " I started to say when she pressed her fingers to my lips.

"No, thank you," she said with a smile and tenderly kissed my lips then opened the door of the car.

Just before she got out she threw her panties onto my still exposed crotch and said, "Good night, I'll see you in the morning."

I watched in stunned silence as she went back into the room. My head was spinning. I looked down at my sticky crotch to confirm what had just happened. Later, I used her panties to jerk off twice more with the vision of her pretty face and mouth between my legs. I put the panties into my duffel bag and went to sleep with a satisfied smile on my face.


	Chapter 3

The following morning I was up early as the sun finally broke through the clouds. It was a gorgeous September morning. I stepped out of the car and stretched, feeling refreshed even though I had slept fitfully in the back of the cramped car. I went to the diner and got a paper, sitting down with a cup of coffee, waiting for Sandy to get up.

Reading the paper was depressing. It was filled with casualties of war and pictures of college students protesting in the streets. I put the paper down when I felt rage growing within me. I was not sure if my anger was directed at the war or the protesters; that was my dilemma. I was pretty much against the war now but I knew my buddies back in the jungle needed our support.

Finally, I left the diner and went around to where Sandy's room was. As I turned the corner, I saw Sandy come out of the room and look around apprehensively. I waved my arm at her as she walked over to the car and looked inside. When she saw me, she waved back and smiled brightly. It seemed that she was relieved that I was still around. Maybe she thought I was going to steal her car.

As I approached her I saw that her car had something dripping from under the engine. "Looks like we have a problem here," I said pointing to the green liquid on the grown. I squatted and looked under the car and saw that her radiator had sprung a leak. "I think your trip home is going to have a little delay."

Sandy moaned in frustration.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

I found a repair shop and had them tow the car to the garage to replace the radiator. We were stuck in this one horse town until the shop could repair the car.

By 4 p.m., we realized that we were not going anywhere that day so Sandy got another room for the night. I chipped in some money this time since I would not have the car for me to sleep in.

To say that I distressed Jessica by staying in their room was an understatement. I heard her talking heatedly with her sister, occasionally looking over at me. I just smiled back.

We went to dinner at the diner again and then went to the room to watch TV. I chose a spot between Sandy's bed and the wall and spread my blankets on the floor. Sandy pushed the twin beds together and gave me a pillow from her bed. We turned out the lights at about 10:30. Justin had been asleep for some time.

I lay there in the quiet room for a long time, unable to sleep. That was not unusual for me. I didn't sleep through an entire night much anymore and when I did, it was very lightly.

It must have been about midnight when I heard the bed covers rustling. In the dim light coming from the slightly opened bathroom door, I could see Sandy get off the bed. I thought she might be going to the bathroom.

I saw her look down at me.

"Are you still awake?" she whispered.

"Yes," I answered.

"Need some company?"

Immediately I could feel my heart start to race. I wasn't sure what she meant by 'company' but I was hoping it was a replay of last night. "Yes," I whispered, my voice strained.

Sandy knelt next to me. I could see her looking down at me hesitantly, almost like she was trying to make a decision. Suddenly she bent over and brought her face close to mine. Her soft, wet lips met mine in a slow sensual kiss. I tried to withhold a moan as our tongues began to work into each other's mouths. When she pulled away, I almost groaned in disappointment. Then my breath caught in my throat as I watched her pull her nightshirt over her head. While the light was dim, I could still see her beautiful naked body.

Sandy stayed on her knees looking down at me for a little while. It gave me the chance to gaze at her large soft breasts. They were full, like a woman that has had a baby but were still young and firm. The nipples were large and erect with excitement. I watched them rise and fall with her breathing.

I could see her narrow waist and the soft brown pubic hair between her legs. It almost looked like her pubic hair was shinning with moisture.

After she had let me take in the beauty of her nakedness, Sandy leaned forward again, pressing her soft breasts to my bare chest. I could feel her nipples almost burning into me like hot coals. Then I felt her hand begin to slide down my body until it reached my shorts. As her tongue pressed into my mouth again, she slid her hand under the waistband and down to my erection. My penis had been throbbing since she had kissed me the first time. I moaned quietly as her warm hand wrapped around me and gently stroked up and down.

My arms wrapped around her back and slid down her soft skin until I held her ass cheeks in my hands. I squeezed her firm cheeks, pulling them apart and slipping my finger slowly down the crack until they gently grazed her little rose.

Sandy moaned and pushed her ass back at me, spreading her legs. My fingers rubbed the little back hole for a few seconds, feeling it pulse with excitement. I could feel Sandy's heart beating rapidly against my chest as I probed the tight little hole, the tip of my finger pressing briefly inside.

There was a moan, almost of frustration, as I pulled my finger out and moved further down to tickle her swollen lips. I could feel her juice streaming out of her open hole like a warm river. I smoothed the juice around the sex lips bringing murmurs of pleasure from her mouth.

"Fuck me," Sandy whispered breathlessly. "Oh God, fuck me!"

I pushed the blanket off my hips, and quickly stripped my shorts down my legs. I knelt like Sandy had done, letting her see my pulsing shaft, bobbing up and down, the clear juice running from the head like a silvery strand of oil. I let the strand of juice drip into my hand then brought it up to the head of my penis and rubbed it across the smooth head. I did it several times until my shaft was lubricated and shinning with my juice.

Sandy watched me, her hand going between her legs to rub herself. Her eyes were wide with lust, burning into my naked groin. As I lay back down, she turned around until her ass was pressed to me. I snuggled up behind her in a spoon fashion, loving the warm feeling of her body next to mine. I bent my head and began to kiss her neck as my hands came around her body and began to squeeze her breasts. My erection slid between her thighs as I continued to lick her neck all the way up to her ear. I took her ear lobe in my mouth and gently bit it.

Then I circled her ear with my wet tongue and said in a whisper, "Put it in!" My voice sounded hoarse with excitement.

Sandy moaned again and reached down, using her fingers to rub my penis against her pulsing lips. She slid it back and forth between the lips and then across her clit, teasing herself, holding back, making our excitement almost unbearable.

Finally, I felt her push my erection down and through her swollen and very wet lips. I moved back slightly and let her fit the head into her sex hole. We both moaned when I began to slide slowly into her, inch-by-inch, deeper, and deeper, until I could go no further. By this time, we were both shaking with excitement. I pulled her hips tightly to me, keeping my rod buried inside her.

"Oh God, you feel good," I moaned into her ear. Then I placed my mouth on her neck again. I couldn't help myself and I began to suck the soft skin into my mouth.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Sandy moaned as goose bumps formed up and down her body.

I knew that she would have a suck mark on her neck tomorrow but at that moment, I didn't care.

I began to move my shaft slowly in and out of her sopping wet lips. Gradually, I began to move faster and faster until I was moving in and out in a rapid tempo. Her ass was pressing back at me in time with my thrusts, forcing me back inside her after each outward movement.

"I'm going to cum," I moaned quietly and grasped her breasts in my hands. I wanted to warn her just in case she wanted me to pull out before I came inside of her. I took each of her nipples between my fingers and squeezed hard.

"Yes, yes, cum in me! Squeeze them hard, ohhhhhh! Oh God, I'm almost there, yes, yes, oh yes, I'm cummmmiiiinnnggg!!!"

When I felt Sandy's body tense with climax, I released my own pent up passion, pouring my hot sperm deep into her body. We were both biting our lips to keep from crying out and waking Jessica and Justin.

I found out later that Jessica was awake the entire time, listening to her sister and I make love.

Finally, both of our bodies collapsed in exhaustion. I held Sandy tight, keeping myself inside her until I softened and slowly slipped out, followed by a stream of my thick juice. Sandy snuggled tightly into me as I kissed her neck lovingly. I could see a bruise in the nape of her neck and felt a pang of guilt.

We fell asleep with her ass pressed to my groin and my arms wrapped around her, still holding her breasts in my hands.

Sometime during the night, I awoke when Sandy pulled away from me and got back in her own bed.

In the morning, I woke up when light began to stream into the room from the slightly opened curtain. I had slept for a couple of good hours without any bad dreams. When I looked toward the bed, I was surprised to see Sandy lying on her side; her eyes were open, looking at me. She had a satisfied smile on her face. I smiled back at her.

Then I watched her push the blanket off her body. My eyes opened wide when I saw that she had a hand at her crotch and was playing with her vagina. I could see that the remains of our love making from last night were on her fingers and thighs. Her hard nipples indicated that she was already very excited and had probably been working on herself for some time.

Not to be outdone, I pulled my blanket down and took my half-hard penis in my hand and began to stroke it. I could see her excitement increase as she watched my hand move up and down in time with her fingers.

It didn't take very long for Sandy to begin to tense. I watched her close her eyes and squeeze her thighs on her fingers as she shivered silently in climax.

That was enough to bring me to a peak. My eyes closed as my hand moved rapidly up and down my penis until my sperm shot out in an arch, splattering on my chest and stomach.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Sandy smiling at me again. As I watched, she brought her wet fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean of our combined juices.

I wasn't going to let her get away with that. I lifted my sperm covered fingers and brought them to my mouth. Her face showed her shock when she saw me suck my fingers clean.


	Chapter 4

Later that morning, I walked to the repair shop and got the car then we hit the road after breakfast. Sandy invited me to sit up front with her. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a tight sweater that softly outlined her firm breasts. I saw, with some embarrassment, that there was a large suck mark on her neck. I assumed that she didn't mind the mark because the sweater she chose was cut low, leaving the mark obvious to me and, unfortunately, Jessica.

Jessica was wearing another pair of hip hugging pants and a flowery blouse. She had a bandanna wrapped around her head.

We had driven for several hours up into the mountains when we passed a sign that indicated that there was a historic park a few miles away.

"You want to stop there for a break," Sandy asked.

"Sure, sounds great to me," I answered.

"Okay with you Jessica?" Sandy asked.

"Sure, I need a break and Justin is getting wild back here."

That was the most I'd heard Jessica say since I had joined them.

We found the park and pulled into a concession stand. There was a place to get lunch so we picked up some food and sat at a picnic table near the woods to eat. After lunch, I could see that Justin needed a little exercise so I asked if I could take him to the swings. Sandy said yes immediately.

I took the little guys hand and hurried to the play area. He was giggling as he tried to keep up with my rapid pace, his little feet barely touching the ground. As I put him on a swing, I noticed that Jessica had followed us. She wasn't letting her nephew get out of her site. I couldn't blame her.

Jessica sat on a swing next to us silently.

"You don't like me do you?" I said as I began to push Justin.

Jessica didn't respond for some time. Finally, she said, "I don't trust you."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know who you are and I think you're taking advantage of my sister's emotional state!" Jessica said without looking at me. "Besides, I don't like what you... you... what's happening over there," Jessica added, referring to the war. "You might be a great guy," Jessica continued, softening her tone a bit. "But you're just some stranger that my nutty sister has picked up off the road. You could be an ax murderer for all I know."

"I understand what you're saying. Truthfully, I would feel the same way as you do if I were in your position. I don't mean to take advantage of your sister," I said as I continued to push Justin on the swing. "I think Sandy and I are both lonely and need something right now."

"Maybe you should find what you need with somebody else," she said, obviously protective of her sister but also maybe a little jealous.

The truth was that I admired her protectiveness. I could understand loyalty and I knew how important it was in life. My life had depended on it many times. I had no desire to complicate things between the two sisters. "Alright, I'll leave tomorrow after we get out of these mountains to a main road," I said.

Jessica turned and looked at me with surprise, as if she didn't believe me. Maybe she was just surprised that I had feelings.

"Don't worry, I'll go. And I've never killed any babies," I added with some sarcasm. I had already heard what some protesters were calling Vietnam vets.

I took Justin over to the sliding board, put him between my legs, and slid down several times. He kept grabbing my hand and pulling me to the ladder to go down again. I was getting a little tired when I saw Sandy walking toward us.

"Hi sweety," Sandy called out to her son. When Justin saw her, he ran to her open arms. "Jess, can you take Justin for a little while, I want to take a walk with Gary?"

"Fine," Jessica said reluctantly, but not, I didn't believe, because she didn't want Justin. I was becoming increasingly convinced that she was jealous.

Sandy took my hand and led me to a trail that wound up the mountain. We walked up the hill and through the woods, holding hands.

On the top of the hill, a stone watchtower was the centerpiece of the park. It was a tall structure, maybe a hundred and fifty years old, which was apparently built by the Calvary to watch the Indian movement in the valley below.

The two of us walked up the dark, damp stairs inside the tower to the outlook. From the top, there was an incredible view of the valley below.

Sandy and I stood side by side and watched several hawks floating on the September breeze, looking for their prey in the forest below. The trees in the valley had just begun to change colors, the wind causing them to rustle gently.

I felt Sandy move close to me. I put my arm around her and held her to my side.

"It's beautiful up here," I said.

"Yes it is," Sandy said and turned her face to mine.

I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. I could feel her soft breasts press to my chest, bringing that familiar excitement to my groin. When Sandy felt it, she pulled back and smiled up at me like I was a naughty little boy. I smiled back and shrugged as my eyes moved down and saw that her nipples had hardened under her sweater. I wasn't the only one getting excited.

Sandy looked around the tower then smiled at me with a twinkle in her eyes and said, "Looks like the park is pretty deserted today."

I turned to look at the area around the tower. When I turned back to Sandy, I saw a mischievous grin and she started to pull her sweater from her jeans.

"What are you doing?" I said excitedly as I watched her pull her sweater up and over her breasts. My eyes grew as big as saucers as I stared at her large breasts bared in the bright sunlight.

"Suck them!" Sandy said and pulled my head down.

I was fairly sure that no one could see us on the top of the tower and we could see anyone coming up the trail long before they got to the tower. So I relaxed and began to suck on her offered nipple. I sucked and licked first one nipple then moved to the other, leaving them both wet with my saliva. I cupped one breast in my hand and squeezed the nipple. Remembering Sandy's excitement from last night when I was a little rough with her nipple, I increased the pressure until I was squeezing the still wet nipple very hard. At the same time, I bit the other, gently squeezing it between my teeth.

Sandy moaned loud, her legs trembling as she pulled my head tight to her soft flesh. When I pulled away, releasing her hard nipples from my teeth and fingers, our mouths met and I pulled her now naked breasts to my chest. We were both moaning, our lower bodies pressing together. I knew that she could feel my full erection tenting my pants.

We were breathing hard when our lips parted. Suddenly Sandy started to slide down my body.

"Sandy, are you nuts!" I said as she squatted at my feet and started to open my pants.

"Just keep your eyes on the trail," she said in a lusty tone, then reached inside my pants and pulled my erection out. It was already throbbing and the head was shiny with my juice.

I watched with wide eyes as Sandy opened her mouth and took the head inside. Her tongue lashed the swollen head then tried to force itself inside the drooling slit. To pay me back for my use of teeth on her nipple, I felt her bring her sharp teeth down on the sensitive skin just below the head. She increased the pressure just enough to bring a little tremble to my legs. I couldn't help a moan as my hips pushed forward, forcing my shaft halfway into her mouth.

Sandy's hands went to my thighs and rested there as I grabbed her head in my hands. She covered her teeth with her lips and let me gently move her head back and forth, sliding my penis in and out. My fingers intertwined in her hair and my eyes closed in pleasure. I could feel her tongue working on the throbbing head again, tickling it with little butterfly movements.

"Oh God Sandy, we shouldn't be doing this. Oh yes, oh God," I moaned as I opened my eyes and watched her mouth bulge with my swollen shaft, saliva trickling from the corners of her stretched lips.

I lifted her face up until our eyes met and she stopped sucking for a moment. "Sandy, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your mouth," I said.

Her answer was a moan as she closed her eyes, her lips beginning to suck even harder.

"Oh God, oh God," I groaned. I watched Sandy's eyes open and look up and me again, then hood in pleasure. I could see her cheeks suck in as she created a wonderful vacuum. "Oh yes, oh yes, I'm going to... yes, I'm cumming," I warned as my penis pulsed in her mouth. Suddenly I felt my juice rush up the shaft and begin to pour into her willing mouth.

Sandy grabbed my shaft and began to milk it into her mouth as she swallowed repeatedly. My knees began to buckle as my climax rushed through me. I held her head in my hands, my fingers twined in her hair as if I was afraid that she would pull away.

When Sandy had sucked every drop from my still throbbing penis, I collapsed against the stone wall. My penis pulling from her mouth with a loud sucking sound. My breathing was ragged and uneven. I still held her head in my hands.

When I could think again, I looked down at her smiling face. I pulled her up and held her close. She hesitated when I brought her lips to mine. I persisted and locked my mouth onto hers. Sandy's body relaxed and she moaned as my tongue sought hers. Then, I moaned also, as I tasted my own cum in her mouth, our tongues pressing it back and forth between us.

Suddenly we both jumped apart when we heard voices coming up the stairs. I had been so involved that I hadn't even noticed people approaching the tower. I barely had time to turn around and press myself up against the stone overlook; my still exposed penis forced against cold stone wall.

Sandy had pulled her sweater over her breasts but she didn't have time to stuff it back into her jeans. As the two of us stood side-by-side looking out at the valley, trying to look innocent, Sandy started to giggle. It became infectious and both of us started to laugh hysterically. It was very difficult to keep my groin pressed to the wall as I laughed uncontrollably. My antics made her laugh even harder.

The family looked at us like we were both crazy. We had to wait until they were gone before I could make myself decent so we could leave.

We walked back down the trail arm an arm, still giggling occasionally at what had happened at the tower.

"Well, it's about time!" Jessica said when she saw us approach.

"Sorry, we just got carried away on top of that tower. The things you can see up there are amazing," Sandy said, not looking at me for fear that she would start laughing again. At least she hadn't lied.


	Chapter 5

Sandy asked me to drive for the next several hours. She, Justin and Jessica slept most of that time. It was about dinnertime so I pulled off the road to a small restaurant. I woke everyone and we went into the restaurant.

The food wasn't very good but we were hungry. I sat next to Sandy, our thighs touching. Several times she reached down and rubbed my thigh, trying to be discrete but not fooling Jessica who watched with a mixture of contempt and what might have been envy.

When Sandy went to the ladies room, Jessica looked over at me and said, "You're leaving in the morning right?"

I sighed and looked back saying, "If that's what you want."

"Yes," she answered, her voice less convincing than before.

"Don't you think that's going to hurt your sister?"

"No more than when you leave her when we get to California."

"Maybe I won't leave. I hear San Francisco is a very nice place to live," I said half serious.

"You'll leave, I know your type."

"What is my 'type'?" I asked with some anger in my voice. For someone that acted so liberal, she had a very closed mind I thought.

Before Jessica could answer, Sandy came back and sat down next to me. "You guys getting to know one another?" she asked facetiously when she saw our faces.

"Yea, Jessica thinks she knows me really well now," I said sarcastically, looking at her with more sadness than anger.

I saw Jessica's face turn red with either anger or embarrassment.

When we walked out of the restaurant I saw several motorcycles and a couple of unsavory looking guys leaning up against them. Unfortunately we had to walk past them to get to the car. Sandy was carrying Justin as we walked past.

There were three guys. One appeared to be the leader. He was fat with long hair, a beard and tattoos up and down his arms. The other two were skinny and had teeth missing. They had their own tattoos and their clothes looked like they had never seen the laundry.

"Wow, baby that's one hot piece," the fat guy said as Sandy walked by. "And this must be her baby sister," he added looking at Jessica.

"Kiss my ass, slob," Jessica said to the fat guy.

I had to give it to Jessica she had guts I thought.

"We got us a feisty one here Vern," the skinny guy said then stepped in front of Jessica.

"Come on guys," I said, starting to get concerned.

"Oh the punk wants us to 'come on'," the fat one said standing up from his motorcycle. "I think he might be one of them there baby killers Lucas. Look at that Army field jacket. You a baby killer punk?"

I knew that we were in trouble at that point. Unfortunately, I had made the mistake of wearing my field jacket into the restaurant.

"Come on guys, we don't want any trouble," I said.

"Looks like we got one of them baby killers and a coward guys too," the fat guy said with a sneer.

Then I felt rage begin to grow in the pit of my stomach. Settle down, I told myself.

"Get out of my way asshole!" Jessica said.

I saw the guy in front of Jessica reach out and grab her arm. Suddenly I was back in the jungle. My instincts began to take over. There was no fear; I had long ago stopped worrying about being wounded or dying.

The three punks thought that they were in control, however, they had no idea of the danger they were in. Even today, I shudder at the thought of what might have happened. I learned in combat that once you could kill one person, you could kill anyone; the only difference was your justification.

Many people couldn't understand how soldiers could kill women, children, or even their own men. The Army trains soldiers to kill, and then they put them in a position to use that training. Once one gets over the initial shock of taking a life, then, if your perception is that a person is a threat to you, it no longer matters who they are.

These three were a threat.

I wasn't trained in martial arts but my instincts were honed to such a point that I could sense what someone was going to do before they knew it themselves.

I saw the skinny guy in front of Jessica reach over and touch her breast. She froze in shock.

Suddenly, my anger turned to rage. The three Caucasian men turned into Vietnamese soldiers. It was what I feared most about being on the streets of America again.

"Get your fucking hands off her," I screamed.

I saw the guy to my right move quickly toward me, his hand rose in a fist. I ducked and rammed my shoulder into his lower half, flipping him into the air, causing him to land on his face in the gravel of the parking lot. The second skinny guy had to jump back to avoid being hit by his friends flying feet. I took that opportunity to extend my right foot and catch the fat guy in the groin. He bellowed and bent forward in pain. Then I saw that he had a baseball bat in his hand. I reached out and grabbed the bat as he went to his knees. I swung it at the other guy, hitting him in the upper arm. There was a loud snap, followed by his scream of pain. I turned back to the fat guy, now on his knees in front of me and raised the bat over my head intending to bring it down on his scull.

Lights were flashing in my eyes. I could hear the crash of mortars all around me and the "snap, snap" of AK47 rounds whistling past my head. It was life or death. These bastards had killed my friends; now they were going to die.

Suddenly I heard a high-pitched voice screaming from behind me. Had it not been a woman's voice I'm not sure I would have stopped. Instantly I was back in the "world", standing on a parking lot between three moaning men, a baseball bat raised above my head.

"Gary, stop, stop!"

It was Sandy's voice. I turned and saw her and Jessica standing staring at me, their faces a mask of fear. Justin was screaming, tears running down his face.

I was disoriented as I lowered the bat. I saw that people had come out of the restaurant and were looking at me as I stood in bewilderment. Then I felt Sandy grab my arm and pull me away. I dropped the bat as she practically dragged me toward the car.

"Drive!" Sandy said to Jessica as she pushed me into the back of the car. As the car sped off the parking lot, throwing stones at the three surprised punks, Sandy turned me toward her and said, "Gary, are you alright?"

"I... I'm so... so... sorry," I stuttered, beginning to realize what had just happened. "I didn't mean to... " I tried to say as I felt my body begin to tremble.

"It's okay sweety, they got what they deserved," Sandy said as she pulled me into her arms.

I don't remember too much after that until I found myself on a bed in the motel in Sandy's arms. I looked at the clock and it was 2 am. Suddenly, as often happens at night, the terror of what had happened cascaded over me, starting the trembling all over again.

Sleep didn't come that night. Before the sun came up I quietly pulled myself from Sandy's sleeping form. I stood at the bed and looked down at her, then leaned down and gently kissed her cheek. Quietly I grabbed my duffel bag and let myself out of the room.

It was raining hard again so I turned my collar up and started across the parking lot.

"Gary!" I heard a scream from behind me.

I turned and saw Jessica standing on the sidewalk in her nightshirt with no shoes, the rain pouring down her face.

We stood silently staring at each other before I heard her say, "Don't go! Please!" The sound of her voice was almost drowned out by the pouring rain.

"I have to," I said, my voice trembling with emotion.

"No you don't. You can come with us to California."

"You were right Jessica, I'll just hurt Sandy or you or somebody else. I've got too many demons... nobody is safe around me."

"Gary, I was wrong. You're a good person. I was just jealous that you were paying attention to Jessica and not me," Jessica said, tears mixing with the rain as she walked toward me.

"I can't... I can't... " I stuttered and hung my head, tears suddenly coming to my eyes. I had not cried since my father died when I was fourteen. I hadn't even cried when I lost friends in Vietnam. I thought I was too much of a man for that.

As Jessica wrapped her arms around me, I began to sob, my knees giving out, sliding down her body. I was too heavy for her to hold me up so she went to the wet asphalt with me. Jessica held me, letting me cry, as the cold rain poured down on us in the middle of the parking lot.

"Come on back in the room, you can't leave now, you're soaked. At least stay with us for a couple of days," Jessica whispered, wiping rain from my face.

I let Jessica help me to my feet and walk me back into the room. I vaguely remember Sandy standing inside the door as we walked into the room.

The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and seeing Sandy, Justin, and Jessica coming into the room. I looked at the clock and it was 11:30 am.

"It's about time you woke up sleepyhead," Sandy said with a smile. "We tried to stay out as long as we could but Justin is getting cranky and we have to check out."

"Wow!" was all I could say as I rubbed my eyes. I couldn't remember when I had slept that soundly. I pulled the covers off me and stood up. Then I realized that I was totally naked and had my typical morning erection. I jumped back under the covers, looking at the two smiling women.

"Who... uh... which... " I tried to say my face beet red.

"Sorry, it was kind of hard for one of us to get your clothes off," Sandy said. "Don't worry, Jessica's seen one before."

Now I saw Jessica blush.


	Chapter 6

It was a different Jessica that I saw that afternoon, her normal sullen attitude was gone; she even smiled at me, almost flirting.

Later in the afternoon, when we stopped for a break she came up to me as I sat on a picnic bench waiting for Sandy to take Justin to the bathroom.

"Gary, I wanted to say that I'm sorry about the way I've treated you and the bad things that I said."

"You don't need to apologize to me Jessica. The fact is, you're right about me. I don't even know who I am anymore. I can't be trusted. I don't want to hurt you or your sister."

"You won't hurt us. You and Sandy need each other right now. I realize that now. You're a good person," Jessica said and sat next to me on the bench, her thigh pressing to mine.

"I'm not sure about that but thanks anyway," I said and took her hand in mine. "I want to thank you for this morning. I don't know where I would have gone."

"It was my fault that you were leaving anyway," she said.

"Well, you didn't have to come after me. It has been a long time since I felt like anyone cared about me. I can't remember when I have felt anything close to real emotions. I haven't cried in years. Maybe I'm starting to heal."

When I saw Sandy coming back toward us I felt Jessica move slightly away from me and pull her hand from mine.

"Everybody ready to go," Sandy said with a smile. If she saw me holding Jessica's hand she didn't show it.

We traveled for a couple of more hours until we passed several nice hotels.

"Sandy, let's get a better room for the night. I'll split it with you," I said.

"Sounds great, I'm a little tired of the seedy motels we've been staying in anyway."

We picked out one of the hotels and got a room that had a bedroom and living room with a sofa bed. It also had a bathroom and small kitchenette between the bedroom and living room, with an access door from both the living room and bedroom. The three of them were going to sleep in the bedroom and I was going to sleep on the sofa bed.

After a nice dinner with a very pleasant conversation between all three of us, we retired to the room. I took a shower then gave Justin a bath as the two of them unpacked. I was playing with Justin, splashing water all over the bathroom when Sandy came in to see what all the giggling was about.

"You two guys are making a mess," she said, trying to act stern but with a smile on her face.

"Sorry," I said, water dripping all over my shirt as I turned to smile at a giggling Justin. "I guess we got caught squirt," I said and splashed water on him again.

"Can someone else get a bath," Jessica said lightly as she joined us.

"Alright, we're done," I said. "We'll go watch TV."

Later, Justin fell asleep in my arms and I took him to Sandy to put to bed.

A little while later I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I saw that the bathroom door was slightly cracked open. I looked in discretely, thinking it was Sandy in the bathroom. I almost gasped when I saw the reflection of Jessica in the mirror standing with only a pair of panties on, brushing her hair.

I wanted to turn away but I was frozen like a deer in the headlights as I looked at her half naked form.

I had thought Jessica's breasts were large but now I saw that they were positively huge. The brown nipples were as big around as silver dollars and stuck out like pencil erasers. The orbs were full and firm without a hint of sag.

I don't know when it happened but at some point Jessica noticed that I was looking in on her.

I saw with shock that her eyes were staring directly at me. Then I felt a thrill run through me when she didn't turn away or close the door. She simply stared at me as I looked at her and then went back to brushing her hair. I watched her breasts jiggle behind her arms as she moved the brush through her long hair. Finally after a while, her arms dropped to her side, almost like an adult giving into a child, letting me have the full view of her now heaving breasts. Then I saw a little indulgent smile come to her lips and maybe just a hint of pride as she straightened her back slightly, thrusting her breasts upward.

"Are you done yet," Sandy said, coming into the bathroom from the other side. Jessica jumped in surprise and turned quickly away. I moved back, hoping that Sandy hadn't seen me.

I was watching television again when I heard the shower running. When the water was turned off, I went to the bathroom door and quietly opened it, hoping that it was Sandy in there this time. Fortunately it was. She was standing at the mirror in her panties, just like Jessica had been a few minutes ago.

When I pushed the door open, I saw her turn and smile at me, then open her arms. Quickly I stepped into the still steamy room and wrapped my arms around her. Her still wet breasts pressed to my shirt as our lips met. I reached down and grasped her panty-covered ass cheeks, feeling the silky soft material in my hands. I reached my hands under the material and held her bare skin.

"Oh God," Sandy whispered as I bent to kiss her breast.

"You have a gorgeous ass," I said as I continued to squeeze her ass cheeks. I pulled away from her and slid to my knees. I turned her around and pushed her until she was bent toward the mirror. She looked at me over her shoulder in surprise as I knelt behind her, looking at her sexy panty covered ass. Slowly I reached up and pulled the panties up tightly between the cheeks, loving the way her smooth cheeks separated. Then I began to pull her panties down, slowly revealing the crack between her firm white ass cheeks. There were sexy tan lines on both side of her ass.

Sandy gasped when I gently kissed first one smooth cheek, then the other. I smiled up at her and used my hands to spread her cheeks open to reveal her little rose.

"Oh God Gary," Sandy moaned as she felt my tongue come out and touch the top of her crack.

I felt her begin to shiver as my tongue slowly moved down between the damp cheeks, leaving a trail of saliva. Ever so slowly my tongue moved lower and lower. I knew that she was enjoying what I was doing when her ass lifted up slightly and pressed back at me.

I pulled back and looked at her exposed little rear hole. It was pink and wrinkled, almost winking at me, pulsing. We both moaned as I moved my head back and brought my tongue to the tiny hole, licking it with the flat of my tongue. Then I put my lips around it and began to suck the crinkled skin into my mouth.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh. Suck my ass, suck my ass, oh God Gary, you're driving me crazy," Sandy grunted as she pushed her ass back at my mouth.

Then as I pressed my tongue into her back passage. Her tight little hole opening and letting my tongue delve inside. I pressed deeper, pulling her cheeks wide apart. Suddenly, I was totally shocked when I felt Sandy shudder and shake as a climax ripped through her. I hadn't even touched her swollen sex lips yet.

I didn't let her recover before I pushed her around until her ass was against the counter. I lifted her until she was sitting on the vanity. Her eyes were wild with lust as she looked down at me. Then I pushed her thighs up and spread them wide apart, forcing her back against the mirror, until she was totally open before me. My mouth moved immediately between her legs.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Sandy moaned as my mouth covered her dipping lips.

My tongue pushed deep into open hole, spreading her swollen lips. I could taste her sweet juice on my lips as I worked to bring her pleasure. I felt her hands on the back of my head and looked up at her face. She was leaning back against the mirror and her eyes were closed, her face a mask of undisguised pleasure.

Suddenly, I saw in the mirror that Jessica was standing just outside the bathroom door watching me eat her sister. She still had only her panties on and had one hand inside rubbing herself, the other squeezing her swollen nipple. When our eyes met, she didn't look away. I could see her breasts heaving with excitement.

Jessica watched me eat her sister for a long time, her hand slowly moving inside her panties.

I made quite a show of it, spreading her legs, lapping her with broad tongue strokes, and making sloppy sucking sounds. I would take the swollen inner lips in my mouth and pull my head back, stretching her them from her body. When I let them go they would spring back to her like a rubber band. Then I would stiffen my tongue and move my head back and forth, penetrating her juicy hole repeatedly.

All the while, Jessica stood watching, rubbing herself with her fingers and pinching her nipple.

Sandy was totally oblivious to the show that she and I were providing. She was too far gone to even care.

"Oh God Gary, eat me, eat meeeeee!!!" Sandy moaned. "Yes, yes, make me cum, make me cum. Ohhhhhh!!!" she practically screamed, her legs wrapping around my head as her body convulsed in pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhh my Godddddd!!!" Sandy hissed, gasping for breath as her body shook in climax.

I had a difficult time keeping my mouth in place as her hips bucked up and down.

When her thighs finally relaxed from around my head I stood up, pulled her to her feet, and kissed her, sharing the sweet juice on my lips. Then I pressed firmly on her shoulders. She knew what I wanted and went to her knees, quickly stripping my pants and shorts down my legs.

After I had pulled my shirt over my head, I looked at the opened door again and saw that Jessica was still there, her panties now around her thigh and her fingers buried in her crotch.

I smiled as I saw her eyes go to my throbbing erection now held in her sister's fist.

My hips moved forward as I reached down and grabbed Sandy's head. I watched Jessica's lust filled eyes as I moved my shaft in and out of her sister's willing mouth. I saw Jessica lick her lips absentmindedly as she focused on her sister sucking on me.

"Oh suck me, suck my cock," I said, for Jessica's benefit. I even pulled out of her mouth and ran the dripping head around Sandy's face, smearing my juice across her cheeks. My eyes watched Jessica's lust filled face as I teased Sandy with my pulsing rod. Then I moaned as I pushed back into her open mouth and grabbed her head in my hands. My hips began to work back and forth. I intended to cum in her mouth.

However, before I reached my peak, Sandy pulled away and stood up. I was only briefly disappointed because she whispered in my ear, "Fuck me Gary."

"Oh yes," I responded as I kissed her lips passionately.

"Gary," Sandy said.

"Yes."

"I want you to... I want uh... I want you to fuck me in the ass," Sandy said in a rush, her face coloring.

"Oh my God," I moaned, my penis throbbing so hard that I was afraid that I was going to cum right there. I had never had anal sex but I was more than willing to do it.

Sandy turned in my arms and bent over the counter, pressing her ass back at me, leaning forward, her eyes closed.

My hands were shaking as I spread her cheeks apart and looked at her tight little hole again. It looked so small that I was worried that I was going to hurt her. However, she had obviously done this before.

Then I remembered Jessica and looked up at the mirror. I saw her still standing there, her eyes as wide as saucers, shock evident on her face.

I reached over and picked up a bottle of baby oil from the counter. I poured a stream of oil on the top of Sandy's ass crack and watched as the slippery liquid slowly traveled down toward her little hole. I use my fingers to rub it around, coating her pulsing hole. I used one finger to press on the hole until it slipped inside.

Sandy groaned as I pressed deeper, feeling the warmth of her anal canal as it gripped my finger tightly. I added a second finger, stretching her open as I forced them inside. When I felt that she was lubricated enough inside, I pulled my fingers out and placed the head of my penis on the pink hole. I took the bottle of baby oil and squirted more oil onto the head and shaft.

"Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me Gary, fuck my ass," Sandy said breathlessly.

I placed the impossibly large head of my penis on the tight hole of her anus and pressed. Sandy moaned and pressed back at me as the little hole stretched. I moaned as her back passage opened and the head slipped inside. As her incredibly tight anal ring snapped around the crown of my penis head, I felt the urge to cum right then. I fought to hold back my climax wondering how I could get the rest of my shaft into her body before I shot my load. Then Sandy pressed her ass back toward me.

I watched in amazement as the shaft slipped inside her stretched anus. Slowly it disappeared into her body, her ass caressing every inch of me like a warm velvet glove. I could hear her little whimpers of pleasure/pain as her ass pulsed around my shaft. I pushed forward. We continued to press into each other until the entire length of my penis had disappeared.

"Be still... be still... just a minute," Sandy moaned, wanting me to let her get used to my shaft inside her body.

I fought desperately to hold still, wanting to pound into her. Still I waited, letting her adjust. It was probably only seconds but seemed so much longer before I felt Sandy begin to move. As she moved forward, I pulled back, letting half my shaft come out of her body. It looked like I was turning her anal tube inside out as it fought to hold me inside. I pushed back in, bringing a muffled scream from Sandy.

"Yes, yes, fuck me now, please fuck meeeeee!!!"

I didn't wait to be told twice. Within seconds, my penis was moving in and out of her body, aided by the slick baby oil. I watched as my shaft pulled out then disappeared back inside, my balls slapping her dripping sex lips. Soon I was moving in and out like I was inside her vagina, my thighs slapping loudly on her ass cheeks.

"Gary, Gary, Gary, oh my God," Sandy moaned. "Fuck my ass hard, fuck me, fuck me!!!"

"Ohhhhh" I moaned as our bodies worked together. I had never felt anything so pleasurable in my young life. Sandy's tight asshole milked me, squeezing me like nothing I had felt before.

"I'm going to cum," Sandy moaned through clenched teeth.

"Yes, cum baby, cum for me. I'm close, God I'm going to cum too," I moaned as I felt my balls tighten. I looked up and saw Jessica looking at our sweating bodies her own hands moving rapidly in her groin. I watched Jessica shudder, her legs shaking, as pleasure ripped through her. That put me over the edge as my cum began to rush up the shaft. I could feel the head of my penis swell inside Sandy's ass and begin to squirt my sperm deep into her bowels.

"I can feel it," Sandy screamed. "I can feel your cum, oh yes, oh yes I'm cummmmmmiiiiinnnngggg!!!"

My body bent over Sandy's back and I grabbed her breasts in my hands, my hips moving in a blur as I filled her anal cavity with my juice. Sandy's convulsions made her ass squeeze even tighter on me, bringing me incredible pleasure.

I felt Sandy's shuddering slow as the last of my juice squirted into her. When I started to pull out, I felt her hands reach back and grab my hips. "No, not yet," she whispered.

I held still, my shaft buried deep inside her. There were still ripples of pleasure rolling down Sandy's anal walls. Before my penis got soft she began to squeeze her ass on me like a vise. Suddenly, incredibly, I felt my penis begin to harden again. I had never gotten hard again so quickly after a climax.

"Fuck me again," Sandy said when she felt my penis at full erection inside her ass again.

My hips began to move back and forth again, aided this time by the baby oil and my own cum. I could see the sticky mixture begin to seep out as my speed increased until we were again rutting into each other.

I kept at it for an incredibility long time. I almost felt like Superman as I worked her to three more climaxes before I finally let loose my own climax. The second one was almost better than the first; it was long and slow, draining everything from my body.

I looked up as I slipped out of Sandy's stretch rear hole and saw that Jessica was no longer at the door. Then I heard Justin whimpering. We must have awakened him.

I stood Sandy up and turned her too me, kissed her soft lips, then picked up her almost limp body and carried her to my bed. We didn't make love again that night, we just cuddled and kissed and held one another tight.


	Chapter 7

The four of us lounged around the hotel that day, none of us wanting to leave the comfort of the nice services available. There was an indoor pool, a hot tub and exercise facility. There was even a child play area where Justin could play with other children as the parents used the various facilities.

We all went to the pool and swam for a little while. I suggested that we stay another night and rest up for the next leg of our trip. It wasn't hard to convince Sandy or Jessica to stick around and relax.

While Jessica played with Justin in the pool, I sat with Sandy in the hot tub. I held her close to me as we enjoyed the warmth of the bubbling water.

"It sure seems that Jessica has warmed up to you," Sandy said.

"Uh... yea, she is a lot friendlier now," I answered, not knowing if there was a hidden meaning in her statement.

"She's a virgin you know," Sandy stated.

I almost gasped. "Really!" I said. Suddenly I felt like a lecher when I realized what I had let her see last night. "No, I didn't know," now wondering why she was telling me this.

"Jessica is a free spirit and seems sexually liberated but has been saving herself for the right guy. I think that's pretty unusual in this time of free love," Sandy said, obviously trying to say something more to me.

"Yea, I guess," I said.

I must have had a strange look on my face because Sandy said, "I think she has found the right guy."

I continued to look at her, not comprehending what she was trying to get at.

Finally she sighed and said in exasperation, "She thinks you are the right guy."

"What?" I said in astonishment. "Are you kidding?"

Sandy took my hand in hers. "Listen Gary, Jessica is going to have sex sometime soon. We have talked about it often. She wants to lose her virginity but she's scared."

"But... uh... but why me?" I asked still thinking she wasn't being serious.

"Well, she likes you and I really think she has from the beginning. She knows that you are a good lover," Sandy said with a little wink and smile. "She really wants her first time to be pleasurable and I agree."

"But... but doesn't that bother you?" I asked incredulously.

"No, I love my sister very much, and we have grown very close. I also trust you and know you will be gentle."

"Wow!" was all I could say.

"Come on, it won't be so bad," Sandy said jokingly, her hand reaching under the water to slide up my leg.

I was embarrassed when she reached my swim trunks and found that I was already hard.

"I think part of you likes the idea," she said as her hand reached up the leg of my shorts and pulled my throbbing erection out into the warm water. "I'll entertain Justin tonight while you take her to dinner at the hotel restaurant. Then you two can use the bedroom."

Then Sandy leaned over and kissed me as her hand worked up and down my shaft. I moaned into her mouth, the idea of having sex with Jessica becoming very appealing to me.

When we pulled apart we saw Jessica standing above us holding Justin, looking somewhat apprehensive.

"Jessica, why don't you go change your clothes? I think Gary would like to take you to dinner tonight," Sandy said.

I saw Jessica's face light up at Sandy's words.

An hour later I was waiting impatiently in the living room. I was as nervous as an expectant father, pacing back and forth. I jumped when I heard the bedroom door open. Sandy came out carrying Justin. I almost moaned when I saw Jessica come out behind them. She had curled her hair and put makeup on for the first time since we met. She was wearing a soft flowery summer dress that was cut low in the front and short on her thighs. Thin spaghetti straps held it up over her shoulder. She wasn't wearing a bra.

I had put on my best shirt and slacks but still looked pretty dowdy next to her. She was absolutely gorgeous.

"Have fun and don't stay out too late," Sandy said, mimicking her mother, as I led Jessica out the door.

We got a table in a romantic area of the fancy hotel restaurant and ordered dinner. I got a bottle of wine and poured us both a glass.

"So what are your plans after we get to California?" I said in an attempt to break the tension.

"Well, I was planning on starting college this September until Rick was killed. I postponed leaving so that I could help Sandy move back home. I'm scheduled to start at Berkley in February."

"Great, what's your major?"

"Psychology."

"Hey, I can be your first patient," I said with a laugh. "I have a lot of issues."

"I'm pretty expensive," she responded with a smile.

"I'm sure you're worth it."

With the tension broken, we talked and laughed until dinner was over. I paid the check and took Jessica's hand. "Let's take a walk."

Outside of the hotel was a large lake with a long pier with hanging lights, which reflected off the water. It gave the night a romantic glow. The two of us walked hand in hand down the pier, passing other lovers.

It was a warm evening for September with a slight breeze coming off the lake. The moon was full, bright, and low on the horizon, sitting like a ball on the water.

When we got to a gazebo at the end of the pier, we stood side by side and looked out over the shimmering water.

"Are you sure about this?" I said, my mouth dry with nervousness.

"Yes," I heard her whisper, looking at the rippling water.

I turned Jessica to me and used my hand to turn her face up so I could look into her eyes. I saw a burning passion there. Slowly I brought my lips to hers. Just at that moment, fireworks started to explode over the lake. We both jumped, pulling our lips apart, then laughed nervously as the colorful display lit up the night sky. As I brought her lips back to mine, I felt her arms wrap around my neck, her body pressing into me, her warm body melting into mine.

Within seconds, our passion grew like the colorful fireworks going off overhead. My hands slid down her back and grasped her firm cheeks, pulling her to my now excited groin. I knew she could feel my excitement as she pressed her hips into me.

Jessica did not shy away but pressed her groin back into me. From the hotel, we could hear a band playing soft music. I held her and began to move her around the gazebo in a slow dance. She laid her head on my shoulder and I could feel her body shiver.

"Are you cold?" I asked.

"No," she whispered.

My hands slid down her back as I kissed her tenderly again. I felt her tongue tentative touch my lips. I opened my mouth in invitation. We moaned as I began to suck on her tongue. Her mouth tasted so sweet.

Jessica pulled away, her breathing heavy. "Oh God Gary, I'm so nervous."

"Don't be, I won't hurt you, I promise," I whispered.

"I know," she said in a barely audible voice.

My hands reached to her firm buttocks and I began to squeeze them again as I pulled her tighter to my erect penis.

"We had better go back or we might get arrested," I said as I looked around at the people that had come out to watch the fireworks display.

We walked back to the hotel, arm in arm. I could feel the heat of Jessica's hip as she walked close beside me. In the elevator, we stopped and kissed again. I took the chance and ran my hands under her dress. I moaned when I felt garters holding up her nylons. Sandy must have helped her dress I thought.

I kissed her once again before we opened the door to our room. Sandy was there with Justin who was sleeping on the sofa bed. She smiled silently at us as I led Jessica into the bedroom. I closed the door and took her in my arms, kissing her neck.

"Oh God," Jessica moaned as she felt me begin to suck on her neck. I sucked harder, bringing little shivers from her body. Tomorrow, Jessica would have a purple bruise on her neck to match her sister.

My hands came up to her shoulder straps and slid them down her arms. The dress top fell to her waist, freeing her large breasts. I pulled back and looked down. "Wow!" I said in admiration. My head bent immediately and took one large nipple inside my mouth. I felt Jessica's hand grab my head and pull me into her soft tit flesh.

I pushed Jessica's dress down her hips, leaving her standing in her panties and garters. Then I walked her over to the bed and had her sit down. I stood in front of her and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. When I had my shirt off, I opened my pants and pulled them down and off my feet.

Jessica was looking directly at my tented shorts, her eyes wide with lust. Her hands were trembling as she reached up and pulled my shorts down, freeing my throbbing organ. I stood silently as she looked at me. Then I watched as her shaking hand reached up and wrapped around my shaft. I saw her pretty eyes flash up at me before she opened her mouth and tentative took me inside.

"That's it sweety, suck me," I choked out in excitement. Then I watched as she sucked on a penis for the first time in her young life. I held her head gently as she worked her tongue over the head then sucked the head. Fearing that I would cum too soon, I pulled her mouth away.

She looked up with a surprised look on her face.

"I want to eat you," I whispered.

"Oh my God," she moaned.

I knelt at her feet and grasped both breasts in my hands. My fingers worked over the nipples as I squeezed the soft flesh. I pinched the nipples until they were hard then took first one then the other into my sucking mouth. Jessica moaned and shivered in pleasure.

Then I pushed Jessica back on the bed and lifted her legs into the air. I reached up and slowly pulled her panties up her raised legs, leaving her nylons and garters on. I was teasing myself as much as her. Pushing her thighs apart, I revealed her swollen sex. Her hair was darker then Sandy's and much fuller. I used my fingers to spread the lips, opening her wet hole to my eyes. Her sticky juice covered the swollen lips and my fingers.

After playing with her pulsing hole for a long time, I finally dropped my head and opened my mouth. I'm sure Sandy heard the scream in the other room as Jessica violently pulled my head into her groin.

"Ohhhhhh Gary, suck meeeeee!!!" she moaned as her hips bounced on the bed. "Suck me, suck me!"

Her juice was literally pouring into my sucking mouth. My lips and tongue worked on her spread hole bringing groans of pleasure from her mouth.

"I'm going to... to... oh yes, suck meeeeeee!!!" Jessica moaned again and began tense. Suddenly her body went stiff and she moaned as if in pain. "Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhhh lord, ohhh yes," she groaned as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her body.

Her convulsions went on for a long time before she released my head, letting me sit back, her juice was literally dripping from my chin. I had never seen a girl produce so much juice; it was everywhere. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and crawled up onto the bed. Jessica rolled over into my body, her head buried in my neck.

"Thank you, that was wonderful," she whispered as she kissed my neck.

I waited as long as I could, my penis still throbbing with excitement. "Are you ready?" I asked.

"Oh yes, put it in me," she said and rolled over onto her back.

I positioned myself over Jessica, letting her spread her legs around me. Then, suddenly, I stopped. "Oh God Jessica, I don't have a rubber," I said, disappointment obvious in my voice.

"It's okay," Jessica smiled, "My mom put me on the pill over a year ago."

I almost sighed in relief. "That's wonderful," I said as I bent down and kissed her lips again. Then I pressed my chest to her large breasts as I brought my dripping shaft to her sex lips. I felt Jessica reach down, grasp my penis and press it between her swollen lips.

"Oh God, Gary," Jessica moaned as she rubbed my penis head up and down her lips.

My hips pushed down, forcing the swollen head slightly into her hole. Jessica moaned in pleasure so I pressed a little harder until the head disappeared inside her. It was my turn to moan as her tight muscles squeezed me like her sisters anus had done last night.

"Deeper, deeper!" Jessica cried.

I pressed harder, slipping several inches inside her body. Soon I felt the little elastic sheath of skin block my progress. I was as excited as I had ever been in my life. My body was shaking with excitement, trying desperately to refrain from forcing myself into her prematurely. I wanted her to control the penetration, to take me as slow or as fast as she wanted.

Jessica's hands reached around me and grasped my ass cheeks. I felt her pulling me gently but firmly down. The little sheath of skin resisted. Suddenly Jessica's fingernails dug into my ass. I pressed hard in response.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Jessica screamed loud.

Sandy would surely know what had just happened.

My penis slid deep into her no longer virgin hole. I fought the urge to cum as her tight hole gripped me, almost taking the skin off my penis. I held still, keeping my weight from Jessica's body, her vagina pulsing around me.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Jessica moaned over and over, her head moving back and forth in delirium.

Slowly I pulled out as her hole tried to grip me and hold me inside. I paused when I was almost all the way outside her body, teasing her, waiting for her okay.

"Oh Gary, fuck me!" Jessica screamed loud enough for her sister to hear her in the other room. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her hips pushed upward.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" she screamed as I pushed quickly back inside her body. "Fuck me, fuck me," she yelled, forcing me deep into her.

"Oh God you feel so good," I moaned as I began to move in and out of her. Soon the room was filled with the slapping sound of my body slamming into her. It didn't take long for either of us to reach our peak.

"Yes, yes, I'm going to cum Gary, fuck me hard. God, God, God, ahhhhhhhh," Jessica moaned as her body convulsed in climax.

The throbbing of her hole around me brought me to my peak. "I'm getting close, can I cum in you?" I moaned into her ear in a hot whisper.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in me, oh Lord, I'm... God I'm cummmmminnnnggg again."

My penis pulsed and began to pour my built up sperm deep into my lover's body. It seemed like it would never end as I throbbed repeatedly, filling her full of my juice. I kept moving in and out of her, our combined juices splattering over our thighs and dripping to the bed.

Soon we were lying shivering in each other's arms, my penis still inside her body. Eventually, we fell asleep like that. When I awoke later, we made love again, more gently this time, with less urgency.


	Chapter 8

I awoke the following morning when I saw the light in the bathroom come on. I gently pulled myself away from Jessica and got up. Quietly I pushed the door to the bathroom open.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said and started to close the door when I saw Sandy sitting on the toilet, her panties at her feet.

"That's okay, I'll be finished in a second, come in," Sandy whispered.

I was embarrassed but still pushed the door open and stepped inside. Incredibly, I heard the hiss of urine as Sandy relieved herself. Without a conscious thought, my penis started to erect as I watched her pulled a piece of toilet paper off the roll and wipe herself without a hint of self-consciousness.

It was a moment of incredible intimacy, one that I can still picture to this day. She did it was such ease, like we were long time lovers or husband and wife. It told me that Sandy was a free spirit, a woman that felt comfortable with herself, a woman ahead of her time. As strange as it seems, this was a moment that told me that she was a very special person; that something special was developing between us.

Sandy stood up, stepped out of her panties, and walked over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my lips slowly, rubbing her naked breasts against me, my hard penis pressed between our bodies.

"Did you have fun last night?" she asked rhetorically.

I moaned in response and kissed her back, reaching down to grab her ass and pulling her body tightly to me.

"Wait," she said and turned and locked both doors to the bathroom. "I don't think we want an audience this time."

I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that she had known that Jessica was watching us when we had sex.

Sandy grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the toilet. She put the lid down and said, "Sit down."

I sat on the toilet, my penis dripping, pointing at the ceiling, and pulsing with excitement. Sandy straddled my thighs and bent to kiss my lips again. At the same time she squatted just a little and let the head of my penis touch her already swollen lips. She moved her hips in a circular fashion, letting the dripping head slip just inside her body.

She held me like that, teasing herself and me to distraction as she began to whisper in my ear.

"Did you like fucking my sister? Was her virgin pussy tight for your big cock?" she breathed, bringing a moan from my lips. "Was her pussy tighter than my ass?"

Other than "fuck me," these were the first dirty words I had heard her speak. She wasn't done yet.

"Oh that big cock feels so good in my cunt, but I love it in my ass best of all. My ass is so tight that it's hard to get a big cock like yours inside but when I do, God, it drives me crazy," she said, breathing heavy, her swollen lips still teasing the head of my penis.

"Rick used to love my asshole. He would fuck it for hours. I would walk around with his cum dripping out of my stretched hole all day. Oh God, I'm so hot," Sandy moaned, her dirty talk obviously working on both of us.

"Oh God Sandy, please," I moaned, wanting her to take me inside. Slowly, she began to move downward, taking me inside, inch by inch. It was excruciating for both of us but oh so sensual.

I could feel her vagina squeezing me as she took me deeper and deeper. She obviously had incredible muscle control because I could feel the walls of her sex gripping me as it moved down my penis.

When she had all of me inside her she whispered, "Don't move, don't move." Then she bent her head and placed her lips on my neck. She began to suck. It was my turn to shiver. I realized that she was paying me back by putting a passion mark on my neck where Jessica could see it.

"Oh my God," I hissed, my heart beating wildly in my chest as I felt her muscles begin to milk me. Her body wasn't moving on the outside but the inside was driving me crazy.

She sat heavily on my thighs, her face buried in my neck moaning softly, gently licking my bruised skin, concentrating on making love to my buried penis. I say making love because that is the only way I could describe what she was doing to me. I could feel every inch of her inner walls as the muscles worked up and down my shaft. It felt like a mouth sucking on me, trying to draw the sperm out.

"I'm... I'm going to... to cum if you keep that up," I hissed, trying to hold back my pleasure.

"Wait," she said and relaxed her muscles.

It was still warm, sensual and incredibly exciting being inside her but my crisis was avoided. She sat still, with only our labored breathing making us move.

"God Gary your cock feels wonderful inside me. I can feel every inch. Can you feel my heart beat inside my pussy?" Sandy asked.

I concentrated on that section of my body and realized that I could in fact feel her heart beating. It felt like I could even feel her warm blood flowing through the swollen veins inside her body. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, like we were one person with one large sex organ. Sandy was showing me a whole new side of sensuality.

"Yes, God, I feel you," I choked out, my breathing erratic.

"Be still and enjoy it. Feel the warmth, feel the flow of my juices around you. Feel the way the head of your cock presses on my womb."

"Yes, yes, I feel it," I said. And I could feel it.

"I want to make you cum in me now. I'm going to cum too. But don't move, I'll do all the work," Sandy said and brought her lips to mine.

Sandy's tongue pressed deep into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked, pulling her sweet saliva into my mouth. Then I pressed my tongue into her mouth. She started to suck on it and suddenly, at the same time, I felt that sucking from below again. She was sucking at both ends of my body.

When she finally released my tongue I said, "God Sandy I'm going to cum soon."

"Yes, yes Gary, cum in me. Shoot all that hot cum in my sweet pussy, oh God I'm... oh yes I'm cummmmiiiinnnnggg!!!" Sandy moaned, her body trembling all over.

I couldn't hold out any longer. I felt my penis throb and expand. Then Sandy pressed down hard. It felt like I had gone deeper into her, into some hidden cavern where no penis had ever been.

Sandy's tight hole pulled on me, sucking me, her body still not moving. "Ohhhhhhhh!!!" I moaned as my sperm shot up the shaft and began to pour into her body. Amazingly, I believed that I could actually feel my cum bounce off the walls of her vagina and spread across my penis.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in my cunt, cum in my cunt. Oh God, cum with meeeee!!!"

I shot volley after volley of cum deep into Sandy, filling her with my seed until I was dry. My testicles actually hurt when I was finally empty. It was an incredible climax, even better than with her sister. That was probably her point. I knew that they loved each other but I could also see a little competitiveness between them. I can't say that I minded the competition.

Sandy collapsed against me, sitting heavy on my thighs. I was light headed, breathing hard in an attempt to fill my lungs with enough air to keep me conscious.

"Jesus," I mumbled when I could speak.

"Did you like that?" Sandy whispered.

"That was incredible. Where did you learn that?" I asked.

"I'll never tell," she said with a sexy smile.

When Sandy finally lifted up and let my penis slip out of her, I was amazed to see that I was still three-quarters hard. My penis was still pulsing as it lay on my thigh. I couldn't even remember the number of times I had cum in the last couple of days but my penis still seemed to want more.

I watched as Sandy retrieved her panties and pulled them up her long legs and around her waist. I looked at her with surprise because she had not bothered to clean herself.

She patted the crotch of her panties and said, "I want to feel you dripping out of me all day; it's soooo sexy."

I shook my head; this was an amazing woman.


	Chapter 9

When Jessica awoke about an hour later, the four of us went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. We were silent as we walked to the restaurant, but there was a smile on everyone's face. I knew that it was wrong but I was proud that these two gorgeous women were walking beside me with my cum dripping from their vagina's.

I knew that Sandy had her panties on but Jessica had whispered that she had left her panties off, wanting to feel my juice on her thighs.

I said a little prayer of thanks that I had been standing on the roadside when they happened by.

I sat in the restaurant with Justin on one side of the table, Jessica and Sandy on the other side. I looked over and saw that there was a purple suck mark on each of their necks. When they saw what I was looking at, they both blushed prettily. I reached up and touched the mark on my neck. I saw Sandy smile and Jessica squint her eyes when she realized that I had a passion mark myself.

Jessica took Justin back to the room to get him ready to travel. That gave Sandy and I a chance to talk. We only had one more day before we reached California. That meant that I had to make a decision on what to do next. Several days earlier I would not have had any doubt about what my next step would have been. Now I had a major dilemma.

"What are you going to do we get to San Francisco Gary?" Sandy asked.

"I don't know yet," I answered, looking out the window at nothing in particular. My heart was heavy. I knew that I cared for Sandy and Jessica. I also had grown close to Justin. He was calling me Uncle Gary now. Yet, I still had issues to deal with.

I reached over and took Sandy's hand. "Sandy, you, Justin and Jessica have helped me more than you can ever know. But, I'm still confused. I really don't know who I am or what I want."

"Have you thought about college?"

"Yes, I'd like to go to college. I can get the GI bill now so I will have enough money to pay for tuition but I'll still have to get a job and find somewhere to live. The government money isn't enough for everything."

"There are a lot of great colleges around San Francisco," Sandy said hopefully. "In fact, you could even stay at our house until you find someplace. We have a big house and I know my mom would love you. I've already told her about you. What do you think?"

"That's really tempting sweety. You have been far to good to me. I don't deserve it."

"Yes you do," Sandy said with tears in her eyes. "You have helped me as much as I have helped you. Just talking to you has helped me come closer to closure to that part of my life that is gone forever. I will never forget Rick but I know that I have to move on. Life is far too short and I have to think of Justin now."

I squeezed her hand and said, "Thank you. I'll think about it. I guess we had better get moving, Jessica's waiting."

An hour later we were reluctantly on the road again. None of us really wanted to leave the comforts of the nice hotel.

Sandy drove for several hours, with me up front close to her, Jessica and Justin in the back. When Justin went to sleep, Jessica joined us in the front seat. There was plenty of room for the three of us but Jessica sat close to me. We talked for a while until Jessica fell asleep, leaning against me.

When Sandy saw that Jessica was asleep she reached down and put her hand on my thigh. Soon she began to rub her hand up and down, bringing excitement to my groin. I could feel my penis harden down my thigh, trapped by my jeans. It was getting very uncomfortable.

"Sandy, what are you doing?" I whispered, knowing very well what she was up to.

"Getting a little uncomfortable in there?" she said as her hand covered the bulge in my pants. Her hand squeezed me, causing my penis to throb.

I almost gasped when I saw Jessica's hand reach over and grasp my other thigh. She had been awake, watching her sister caress me. I watched, paralyzed, as her hand went up to my zipper. The hiss of my zipper sounded loud in the quiet car.

Jessica's hand hesitated for a second before it went inside.

Now I did gasp as I felt her hand reach inside my shorts and grasp my straining penis. My eyes were wide in shock as I watched her hand caress me inside my jeans as Sandy's hand did the same thing from the outside. I couldn't believe what I was seeing--two women caressing my erection while driving down the interstate.

"Oh God," I moaned as Jessica worked my penis out of my jeans and into the cool air of the car. Now the only sound in the car was the heavy breathing of three people.

I watched as Jessica ran her hand up and down my shaft. I almost climaxed when Sandy reached over and used the palm of her hand to smear the clear juice, which was bubbling out of the tiny slit, across the swollen head. Then Sandy wrapped her sticky hand around the head as Jessica continued to work her hand up and down the shaft.

I had to close my eyes for fear that if I watched them I would climax. My eyes didn't stay closed for long because I felt Jessica begin to slide her head down my chest. I couldn't believe she was going to do what I thought her intention was. Yet within seconds, her tongue was licking the swollen head as Sandy held my penis for her.

"Ohhhhh!!!" I moaned as I felt her mouth cover the head. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Sandy trying to watch her sister lick me as she drove.

I was now mad with desire as one woman jerked on me and the other sucked. My hand went to Jessica's head, my fingers tangling in her hair. I wasn't sure if my hand should pull her head off or push it down. Instead, it simply lay there, feeling the gentle movements of her head as it moved up and down.

"God, oh God, Jessica, oh God," I moaned incoherently as the combination of her hot mouth and Sandy's fist brought me closer and closer to a peak.

"Jessica!" I said in warning, my fingers in her hair now trying to pull her back. I heard her moan and felt her resist the pull of my hand. Then it was too late. My penis throbbed and shot a huge stream of juice to the back of her throat. I was petrified that she would be mad until I heard her moan deep in her throat and then swallow.

The next stream shot out with great force but Jessica took it down. I knew that Sandy could feel my juice squirting up the shaft as she squeezed me in time with my throbs, helping the thick juice gush into her sister's sucking mouth. Aided by Sandy's hand, my penis throbbed over and over, filling Jessica's mouth to overflow. My thick juice ran out of the corners of Jessica's mouth and over Sandy's fingers.

As my climax diminished, I let my head fall back on the seat in satisfaction. When I opened my eyes I saw Jessica's smiling face. She giggled and used her fingers to clean flecks of my cum from the corner of her mouth then suck them clean.

"You were right Sandy, I did love it," Jessica said smiling at her sister.

Obviously the two of them had conspired to let Jessica perform oral sex on me. It was apparently another first for her.

I sat there, my penis lying on my pants, my breathing gradually returning to normal.

"You had better put that thing away," Sandy said. "We need to get some gas."

I groaned and pushed my penis back inside my pants and zipped up as we pulled into a gas station.


	Chapter 10

We finally stopped at a hotel several hundred miles from San Francisco. We probably could have made it there by the end of the day but I think everyone wanted to delay the end of the trip one more night.

This time we decided to get the best room that the hotel had. I paid because at that point I couldn't think of a better way to spend my money.

I told Sandy to get a baby sitter and for her and Jessica to dress up because I wanted to take them to a nice dinner. I even made them go to the beauty shop and get their hair and make-up done. While they were getting ready, I made reservations at the best restaurant I could find. I even went to the gift shop and bought myself a tie.

I was waiting in the living room of our multi room suite when Sandy and Jessica came out of the bathroom. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I saw the two sisters. They were both dressed in Jessica's best clothes. Jessica had on a pretty, form fitting yellow dress that fit her like a second skin. It was short and low cut, exposing her ample cleavage.

Sandy had on a dress she had borrowed from Jessica again. It was black, short, and tight. Maybe a little too short and tight because she was taller and heavier than Jessica was. However, it still looked excellent on her.

I could see that both women still had that fading purple mark clearly on their necks.

I took their arms and led them through the lobby of the hotel and outside to the taxi. I could feel the stares and envy of every man in the lobby as we walked by. I was so proud to have two gorgeous women on my arms.

We had a beautiful and romantic candlelit dinner. We drank two bottles of wine and were feeling a little tipsy when we left the restaurant. I wasn't sure what was going to happen when we got back to the hotel and I was feeling a little apprehensive as we got onto the elevator to return to our room.

As the elevator started up, Sandy turned to me and kissed my lips passionately. I felt Jessica standing beside us watching. When Sandy pulled away, I stood silently, almost embarrassed. Suddenly, Jessica pulled me to her and kissed me just as passionately her sister had done. Ah, sweet competition I thought.

I could see both women smiling at my obvious discomfort.

When we arrived at the room, we paid the baby sitter and Jessica went into the bathroom to change clothes. Sandy went in to check on a sleeping Justin and came back out, sitting down next to me on the sofa.

"Thank you for one of the most wonderful evenings I've had in a long time," Sandy said. "It was very special."

"It was special for me too," I said and looked first at the bathroom door then turned and kissed Sandy. I held her head as I kissed her lips over and over, our breathing increasing rapidly. Without thought, my hand went to the top of Sandy's dress and down inside to cup one soft breast. Sandy moaned as I caressed her large breast, squeezing her nipple. I lifted the breast until it popped out of her dress. My head went to the now hard nipple and began to suck.

"Oh yes, that's it sweety, suck my tit," Sandy moaned.

"Oh my," I heard from behind me and pulled my mouth from Sandy's breast. I turned and saw Jessica standing in front of us. She only had a pair of panties on and held one arm over her naked breasts modestly.

Sandy stood up and walked past Jessica saying, "Keep him occupied while I change."

I felt paralyzed as Jessica sat next to me on the sofa. When I didn't move to touch her she reached over and removed my tie then began to unbutton my shirt. "What... what are you doing?" I asked stupidly.

Jessica just smiled at me and helped me pull my shirt off then pushed me back on the sofa and pressed her large breasts to my bare chest. Our lips moved together and her tongue worked into my willing mouth. Jessica pulled away, opened my pants and began to push them down my hips. She couldn't get very far until I lifted up and let her pull my pants and underwear down. Now I sat next to her, naked, my penis as hard as a rock. Soon our bodies were wrapped in a passionate embrace again.

I wasn't surprised when Sandy came out of the bathroom, naked from the waist up like her sister. She reached down and pulled me away from Jessica and to my feet. Jessica stood and took my other hand; both of them led me willingly to the bedroom.

Suffice it to say, I had never been with two women and I new that they had never shared a lover before. While I seemed uncomfortable, neither of them seemed the least bit embarrassed. They left me standing at the foot of the bed as they lay down, side by side, leaving a little room between them. Then they stripped off their panties, leaving them totally naked.

After standing there for several minutes like an idiot, I crawled onto the bed and slipped between them. As soon as I was lying down, I turned to Sandy and took her in my arms, bringing my lips to hers. I felt Jessica snuggle up to my back, pressing her breasts to me. Her hand slid across my hip and reached between us to caress me as her lips kissed the side of my neck. I kissed Sandy for a while then turned over and kissed Jessica. Sandy began to slide down my body. Jessica turned me onto my back and lay on my chest, pressing her lips to mine again.

I moaned into Jessica's mouth as Sandy took my penis into her mouth. Jessica and I pulled apart and looked down at her sister. We both watched as she licked the swollen head of my penis then took it into her mouth again. Then Jessica and I watched in amazement as Sandy took more and more of my penis into her mouth. Neither of us could believe it when her mouth reached my pubic hair. She had my entire penis down her throat. (This was the time before Linda Lovelace and "Deepthroat")

"Wow!" Jessica said as she watched her sister with admiration.

"Oh God," I moaned as her throat began to work on my erection, the swollen head far down her throat. Then she moved her head up briefly, leaving only the head in her mouth as she took a breath. Quickly, she pushed down again, pausing briefly as the swollen head pressed past her throat muscles. Suddenly I was deep inside her throat again.

"Ohhhhh!!!" I moaned in pleasure, pressing my hip upward.

Sandy continued moving her head up and down on me for some time before she pulled her mouth away.

"Here, you try it," Sandy said to Jessica, holding my saliva wet penis up, waving it at her sister.

Jessica scurried down and put her mouth on me. Sandy held my penis while Jessica worked it into her mouth and tried to take it down her throat. She tried hard but gagged several times before pulling away in frustration.

"It just takes a little practice. Keep trying," Sandy said and moved back up to me.

I watched as Sandy straddled my chest, bringing her dripping sex lips toward my mouth. I moaned again as Jessica engulfed me and Sandy pressed her vagina to my willing mouth.

"Oh yes, eat me sweety, eat my pussy," Sandy moaned as she rubbed her sex lips on my mouth, smearing her juice across my lips and chin.

I opened my mouth and sucked her swollen lips inside, using my tongue to lap the blood engorged tissue. When I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth, I could hear her moan louder. I used my teeth to gently nibble on the little button, taking care not to bite too hard.

The bed began to move as Jessica changed positions, leaving my penis throbbing in the air. Then I moaned into Sandy's wet sex as I felt Jessica began to slid her vagina down my pulsing shaft. It was still a very tight fit, taking some time for her to take me all the way into her body. However, soon the incredible warmth of Jessica's near virgin hole surrounded my penis.

I began to push my tongue into Sandy's open hole as Jessica began to move slowly on me. Her slick juices were beginning to coat my penis, making it easier for her to take me inside.

"Oh yes, suck me, suck me Gary. Oh God, I'm going to... yessssss, I'm cummmmmiiiiiinnnnggg!!!" Sandy moaned as she almost smothered me, rocking rapidly back and forth on my lips.

I felt Jessica bouncing up and down on me with ease now. I could feel my own excitement reaching a peak but wanted to wait until Jessica was satisfied. Her sister's cries of pleasure must have brought on her own climax. I felt her tight cavern squeeze me and her body tense. When I heard her scream in pleasure, I let go and shot my juice deep inside her clutching vagina.

Within minutes the three of us were laying on the bed, gasping for breath. I held the two sisters in my arms as we recovered.

It seemed that both women were insatiable, because within a few minutes, Sandy slid down my body and sucked my wet penis into her mouth. Jessica and I watched as she worked her magic on me again and before long, I was as hard as a rock. When I was pulsing with excitement again, Sandy got off the bed and went into the bathroom, returning with the bottle of baby oil.

My eyes must have showed my shock. Sandy smiled at me and poured the warm oil across my penis and began to work her hand up and down, covering me in the slick oil. Both Jessica and I watched as Sandy put the cap back on the bottle of oil and stood over my groin.

"I want you to fuck my ass again Gary," Sandy said with an expression of total lust on her face. She began to squat over my penis.

My body began to tremble as Sandy took my penis in her hand and brought it to her rear hole. I could feel her anus straining to let me inside.

Jessica turned to me and kissed my lips as Sandy's tight little hole wrapped around the head of my penis. I moaned, almost a scream, into Jessica's mouth. When she pulled her lips away, we both watched as Sandy took me deep inside her ass.

"Oh God, I can't believe it," I moaned as Sandy's ass cheeks touched my thighs. I turned to Jessica and whispered, "Let me eat you again."

She looked at me with surprise and said, "Let me go clean up."

"No!" I said and pulled her back to me. I could see that her eyes were swimming with lust. Quickly she straddled my face.

"Oh Jesus," Jessica moaned as she sat her incredibly wet and dripping hole on my face.

Sandy began to bounce up and down on my shaft as Jessica worked her sloppy vagina over my mouth. The room was filled with moans and the sounds of sex as the three of us worked toward climax.

I held out for a long time this time around, letting both women climax before I let myself go. I can still remember the incredible feeling of pumping my sperm deep into Sandy's ass. The little hole squeezed me, sucking the cum from my balls.

The three of us fell asleep together that night in a tangle of arms and legs. Sandy got up at some point and went in to sleep with Justin. I can never remember feeling so satisfied or so loved as I felt that night.

It was the first time in years that I didn't want the morning to come.

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### Epilogue

We arrived at Jessica and Sandy's house about mid-morning the following day. Their house sat up on a hill and was typical of the large older houses around the San Francisco area. It had a gable roof and a large old fashion porch with a swing. When we got out of the car, I could see Sandy's mom on the porch waving to us. Justin jumped down out of Jessica's arms and ran screaming in delight to his grandmother.

Jessica and Sandy hurried to greet her as I lagged behind, not wanting to get in the way of their reunion. When the hugs all around were complete, Sandy turned toward me and said, "Mom this is Gary."

"Oh yes, so this is the boy you've been raving about," she said, breaking away from her daughters to greet me, handing Justin to Sandy.

Now that I was close to her, I could see that she was an extremely attractive lady and well built like her daughters. She was probably in her mid 40's, with a classy maturity. She was wearing a very tight sweater that had a V-neck, showing the swells of her breasts. The slacks she had on were white and skintight, form fitting her great figure. She had blue green eyes with just a hint of maturity wrinkles in the corners.

"I'm Debra," she said and pulled me to her for a tight hug. When I felt her breasts press to my chest, I felt that tingling in my crotch that indicated the start of an erection.

I chastised myself but I couldn't help it. I felt my face redden when Debra pulled back and looked into my eyes with a knowing smile on her face.

"You didn't tell me he was so handsome Sandy," Debra said, looking over her shoulder at Sandy. Then she turned back to me, our bodies still pressed together. "I understand you might be staying with us for awhile."

"Uh, well, I haven't really decided," I answered.

"Well, we have plenty of room and it would be good to have a man around the house again," Debra said, putting her arm around me and walking up the steps.

As we walked through the front door behind Sandy and Jessica, I felt Debra's hand slip down my back and lightly grab my buttocks.

"Oh my God I thought... 

I didn't know it then but Sandy and Jessica were just slightly ahead of their time in the generation of free love. The late 60's and early 70's was a time of experimentation with mind-altering drugs, of distrust of government and authority, and a time of rebellion. It was also a time of sexual experimentation, the very beginnings of women's liberation where women could demand pleasure. I was a part of those changes, changes that would alter America forever. It was "the time of my life".


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