Both women felt like teenagers who had just discovered what life and sex were all about. Everything became very exciting to them. Suddenly Jean's visit was no longer a slightly sad situation, but a fun holiday. Every day was a celebration, with lots of sexual exploring, lots of talking, lots of wine, lots of trips to neighboring towns to see what the world looked like through their new enlightened gaze.
It was just like what Eileen remembered it to be with male lovers she had known. Men she'd been very attracted to, men who taught her something about life. Only those relationships always ended in the familiar power struggle, the need for independence. She hoped her new relationship with her girlfriend would be more enduring.
As they grew more comfortable with each other, they learned to admit there were things they were still missing. They still craved the hard filling presence of a good tireless cock. For a week they had avoided Randy and the Misty Waters. It seemed time to go again. "Do you know any grown men who could take us both on without working himself into a hernia?" Eileen quipped. She felt arrogant and insatiable.
They went to Misty Waters for an afternoon cocktail. As they sat on the grass by the lakeside sipping their drinks, Luke and a handsome young friend came by carrying an outboard motor. "Hey, want to go for a ride?" Luke called.
"Oh, let's!" Jean suggested excitedly. "It would be fun to have out own private gondoliers!"
Eileen was unsure. Luke was a nice guy, but too smart, too cocksure for his age. And it had always been against her code to fraternize in public with any of the guys. But Jean looked so eager, she couldn't let herself be a party-pooper. "Well, okay."
Jean sprang to her feet. "Terrific! Let's go!"
Eileen grinned at her enthusiastic friend. She marveled at the change that had come over the younger woman since she had started indulging her sexuality, first with Randy and now with her. Almost never did the old shadow pass over her eyes anymore. Eileen really was beginning to believe that Jean had banished her ex-husband from her thoughts and heart.
They were already in the boat, ready to shove off, when two more guys came running up. Eileen's heart began to beat fast when she recognized Randy. From the look on her friend's face, she knew Jean felt the same. With Randy was a handsome guy who looked younger than the women's lover. He hung back shyly as Randy approached the boat and looked dubiously from the women to the older guys.
"Where you guys going?" he demanded. There was a tinge of jealousy in his voice that amused Eileen.
"For a ride," Luke answered briefly. He was obviously anxious to be off.
"Can we come?"
"Well… I don't know…"
"Oh, let them come," Jean urged the bigger guy. "There's room."
Randy had what he wanted. He looked arrogantly at Luke, then proceeded to climb in on the other side of the women, "Come on, Tim," he coaxed his friend. But the other guy hung back.
"I'm on duty in an hour. I better stay here…"
"Okay. See you." Randy waved gaily as they moved out into the water. Eileen stared at the teen who remained on the shore, watching them wistfully. He looked so young, so vulnerable. She saw that Jean was looking that way too.
For about half an hour they skimmed over the blue water. Randy, Luke and the third teen, whose name was Hank, competed with one another to keep the two beautiful older women entertained with stories.
Eileen was a bit nervous at first. She wasn't sure it had been a wise thing to do, to come boating with three young men, one of whom was her lover and Jean's too. Eileen had certain appearances to keep up. She shuddered at the thought of any suspicion being directed her way.
Once she began to respond to the beauty of the day – the bright blue sky, the water with its soft swells that they conquered with dull thuds smacking against the boat's bottom – she relaxed. No one had seen them leave shore. And what if they had? What was wrong with a boat ride on a sunny afternoon, even if their companions were ten years or more, younger than she was? After all, some of the teens at Misty Waters worked as guides. They often had to take out older women. There was nothing special about their case. Eileen felt like laughing at her own paranoia.
Her thoughts were kept busy by the teen's chatter. She could see that Randy was jealous of any attention given the other teens. He acted so much younger than Luke did. He was so much more spontaneous in his stories and comments. Eileen felt a surge of lust for his eagerness. But she could see the attraction of Luke and his friend Hank too. She could see that Luke had captivated Jean. It worried her. She remembered Jean's saying that the teen reminded her of her husband, Todd.
It was not until they had gone quite a distance that Eileen realized they had been heading straight for a small island. She looked around at the distant shores. She could see no more than one or two cabins. They were at the remote end of the lake, where vacationers seldom ventured. Chills ran up and down her spine, part fear, and part perverse excitement. Luke dropped an anchor.
"What's going on?"
Luke smiled, his steady gaze reassured the tiny brunette. "I thought you ladies might like to sit on the shore for a while and drink in the silence. I've got some beer in the hold."
Jean seemed totally undisturbed by their situation: alone in the wilderness with three young men. "Terrific. All this water is making me awfully thirsty."
"Okay. Hank, you help the ladies wade ashore. Randy, help me carry these blankets and the beer."
Eileen was impressed with the oldest teen's assured way of giving out orders. He reminded her of men she had wanted to love, but who had dominated her too much for her to be able to tolerate. She had always felt a perverse, impossible attraction for men as strong as she was, though lately she stuck pretty much to teens who waited for her capable hands to mold them into what she wanted.
They spread the blankets and passed around the beer. They sat, Randy in the middle, with the older teens flanking a woman on either side of Randy. Eileen realized she was surrounded. She was growing more and more nervous. Her lusty instincts were increasing in the dangerous situation. She grew animated, the way Jean was already. She knew she was in danger of losing her hold on herself and her strict rules of behavior. Before she had always had only one teen at a time, discreetly. Now there were three.
She tried not to think that way. After all, none of the teens had done anything to suggest they intended to seduce the women. She found herself almost wishing they would. The beer, and the little cigarette Hank was passing around, made her feel careless.
Then what she had been both dreading and looking forward to happened. Hank put his arm round her shoulder and started to ease her down onto the blanket. His mouth met hers and he started to kiss her hungrily. His tongue was hot and bold. From the moans that she recognized as Jean's, she knew that Luke was working on her girlfriend. Her drugged brain began to reel in confusion. Dare she let herself do this thing? Then she heard Randy's familiar voice. The teen sounded as if he were on the verge of hysteria. She realized his hand was grappling with the shoulder of the teen whose body was pinning her to the ground.
"Stop!" Randy cried. "You can't do this! What do you think you're doing?"
Eileen heard Luke's calm reply as her tongue shot up into Hank's mouth to tangle with his tongue. "What are you trying to do, Randy? Keep all the action for yourself? Just be happy we let you come along. If you're good, you'll get your chance."
"No! You can't treat them like this!"
"Do you notice them trying to fight us off? Your trouble is you don't like to share. Now, I think that's a downright selfish attitude."
Eileen heard nothing more from Randy. She was so engrossed in the hot tongue invading her mouth. Her head felt so strange. It was filled with erotic fantasies. She had never felt so sensual. Her whole being longed for the lovemaking that Luke's handsome friend was offering her.
She wondered for a moment flow Luke had known about Randy being their lover. Then she forgot to wonder about it. It was a thought that entered her mind and just as quickly left. It didn't really matter. Not right now, not with that pushy bulge grinding against her belly though their light clothes. It was that bulge that mattered!
"Oh, darling! I want that beautiful big cock of yours! Oooohh, it feels so good shoving against me! Hhnnhhh, Hank… kiss me some more!"
Luke was making even more progress with the blonde-headed Jean. She was wearing a dress and he already had her skirt shoved up to her waist. His finger had slipped into her panties and it was massaging the slick nub of her clitoris. Far from fighting him, Jean was humping her pussy-mound upward, seeking caresses from his bold finger. The pretty housewife seemed to have no qualms about submitting to an orgy with three male teenagers on a deserted island. Her pussy was wet and red-hot. Her groans bubbled non-stop from between her passion-parted lips. Her eyes were shut tight, her face contorted with the agonized concentration of pleasure.
"Oh God-d… it's so good! Do it to me like that!" Behind her closed eyes, Jean was seeing visions far different from the reality of what was going on around her. She was remembering how it had been when she first met her husband Todd, when he was little more than Luke's age. She remembered his feverish passion, and Luke's lusty attentions made those memories more vivid for her. Ever since she had first laid eyes on him, Luke had reminded her of Todd. At first, he had been an unhappy reminder. Now it was a gloriously thrilling one. It was like being seduced by Todd again for the first time. All the heartache, all the bitterness were swept away.
Though she had not asked, Jean knew the cigarette she had smoked with the teens was marijuana. She had never tried it before. She didn't know it could impart such happy carefree feelings. The blonde had never felt happier in her life. Or hornier. "Oh… I want you so bad!" she cried shamelessly. Her half-naked loins writhed in lusty frustration in time to her moans. The sight was too much for Luke to resist.
He pulled her panties off the squirming woman and pulled his cock from the fly of his shorts.
There was no more time to lose. His cock was pulsing in frustration. As he lunged his cock-shaft deep into her hot clinging cunt, she raised her legs to welcome him. Her little feet slapped urgent encouragement against his ass. Luke began to screw her wet cunt for all he was worth.
At first Randy felt hopelessly unhappy. He had tried to fight for the women's honor, only to discover that they were more than eager to give it away. He watched listlessly as the private loves he had enjoyed with each of the women turned into a raucous free-for-all. In his disappointment, he plotted awful revenge. He thought about driving off and leaving them to either swim for it or wave down a passing boat. From this distance, swimming for it would not really be a viable alternative. They would be discovered!
But the longer he watched, the more aroused Randy grew. He became detached from the personal feelings he had had for the two women. Their love had never been a reality to him, anyway. It had always been a little dreamlike. It was his cock and his ego that had been involved more than his heart. Watching their squirming, listening to their howling, his ego took a backseat to his cock. His cock started to get hard inside his shorts. "Holy cow!" he murmured. The eighteen-year-old had never sat in on a real-live orgy before. His privileged position slowly began to dawn on him. He began to plot ways to move from observer to participant.
Eileen and her new teen lover, Hank, had not been content with partial nudity. In the height of their passion-fever, they had ripped off their clothes. They clashed their sweating bodies hotly together, too eager for a hard screwing to bother about the thousand-and-one variations they might have started out with. Eileen could not believe how horny she felt. She had not realized exactly how much she missed a good hard cock. A few puffs of that potent weed had put her into intense contact with her body. Her hungry cunt was grabbing for hard cock even before Hank had it inside her.
"Come on, baby! Screw me!" she bellowed. She lay on her back and pulled back her legs. She was wide open to him.
The sight of her open hair-trimmed snatch made the teen's cock swell that last fraction to steel-hard desire. He fell upon her. His cock rummaged around in her slippery pussy-slit. At last it found the yielding place that invited him right on up inside. His cock drove deep into her cunt, never stopping until his few strands of crotch-hair mingled with her own thick crown. "Uuuuhhh Miss Kerr!"
Her wide starring eyes gazed up at the panting teen. "Your cock's so good in me, Hank! I'm so hungry for it, baby! Move that hard cock of yours! Make me cum, Hank darling!"
Her lusty words made the teen's cock quiver in her cunt. He took a strong hold of himself, willing himself to keep that turgid erection. He had a long way to go before he could spill his nagging load up in her greedy cunt. "Don't worry, Miss Kerr! I'm going to screw you good! I'm going to screw you until you take right off into outer space!"
His firm young ass-cheeks tautened and shoved as he impaled the schoolteacher over and over again on his cock. He watched her obscene grin as she relished every throb and stroke of his cock. She licked her lips lewdly, as though to clean up any stray drops of pleasure that might be hovering on her parched lips. "Mmmmmm… you do it good, Hank! You're doing it to me good!"
Though the thought passed through her mind that she had stooped to greater depravity than ever before, Eileen only got prurient pleasure from the realization. She seemed unable to worry about anything. Her being was too engrossed in the relentless stimulus of young Hank's stiff cock.
She took a moment to look over at Jean lying only a couple of feet away. Jean too was on her back, her legs wrapped around Luke's loins, her face relaxed in an expression of lusty contentment. Then suddenly she saw the tendons in the other woman's neck stand out. Her face grew tense.
"Uuuuuhhh! I'm cumming!" Jean bellowed. She whinnied out her pleasure, but her hips never abandoned their churning motion up toward Luke's loins. Greed was written all over her face. It had been a good climax, but she was ready for more.
From the teeth-gritting concentration on Luke's face, Eileen could see that he was ready to give Jean all she wanted. The brunette felt a strong sense of attraction for the leader of the guys. Reminding herself that there were in fact two other teens, Eileen began to look around for Randy.
She found him sitting at the end of the blanket, between the feet of Luke and Hank. His face bore an expression she was not prepared for. His eyes sparkled with eager lust. His fist clung in earthy frustration to his groin.
He saw her looking at him and he grinned shyly. Despite his obvious excitement, it seemed that he still felt he ought to be showing more loyalty to the women.
"Come over here, Randy!"
The fair-haired youth could not believe at first that he had indeed heard what he had heard. Once he was sure of his invitation, he scrambled in between the rutting couples. He kneeled right next to Miss Kerr's head. He scarcely dared hope she would say what was on his mind. But she did!
"Take your cock out for me, Randy! Let me make it feel good!" At once his fly opened and his slender hard cock emerged. She took it in her hand and stroked it in quick inciting strokes. The teen groaned. An excited grin wreathed her face.
Hank could scarcely believe what was going on. When Luke had spotted the two older women on the lawn and suggested they invite them for a boat ride, Hank had thought he was crazy. When he had told him what they would do with the women, he had been sure he was nuts. But Hank was the kind of teen who would take a risk when he thought the stakes were worth it.
So he had put his arms around the beautiful Miss Kerr and started to kiss her. It had been like a wonderful wet dream when she responded. Now here he was with his hard cock gliding in and out of her cunt as its moist heat drove him farther and farther to the edge of distraction.
To top it all off, Miss Kerr was stroking the cock of the young man too. As he watched he saw her reach out to lick Randy's glans. The youngest among them moaned out his satisfaction. Hank admired the way he grabbed hold of Miss Kerr's hair and rammed his cock deep into her throat. Her burbling groans made Hank's cock lurch in her cunt. It was some turn-on to be screwing the pussy of an older woman who was sucking another guy's cock at the same time!
Luke too was intensely aware of the erotic scene that was taking place right next to him. It was thrilling enough to be screwing Mrs. Baker's pussy, but to get to watch her friend taking two cocks at a time while he did it was almost more than the youth could handle. Luke liked to be cool at all times, but he was getting out of his depth now. These older women were the most astonishing females he had ever come across. They were even more cooperative than he had hoped they would be. Coming out here today had been a wild scheme, one he didn't really expect to work… despite what he had heard about Miss Kerr. The expedition had succeeded beyond his boldest dreams! It made him sad to think the teens back home would never believe him when he told them. He could hardly blame them. He wouldn't believe it himself if he couldn't feel it with his hard cock! "Goddamn!" he muttered, and he shoved his cock as deep as it would go up into Mrs. Baker's steaming twat. She cried out shrilly.
"Uuuuhhh! Ooohhh, darling! It's soo good-d-d!" Jean was still reveling in her erotic fantasies about herself and Todd as teenagers. But the moans of the young man laboring over her, the walls of the three orgiasts working next to her soon became more than she could ignore. She opened her eyes and looked up at the handsome teen screwing her cunt. It was not Todd, but the realization did not disappoint her. If anything, it pleased her. She had found a way to reconcile past and present. Todd was not the same devoted by any more, but that did not mean she could not get what she wanted elsewhere. There were other teens, other men, other women. Eileen had been right. The more lovers she had, the less important that first one that had gone wrong seemed to her.
She felt good. From the look on his face, Luke obviously felt good. "Your pussy's fantastic, Mrs. Baker! I love screwing you!" His lewd words sent a surge through her cunt.
She looked over toward Eileen and saw only the back of a teen. She realized it was Randy. For a moment she could not comprehend what was going on. Then she heard the incredible cries.
"Oh… Miss Kerr… you suck my cock so good!" That was Randy.
"Jee-zuz, Miss Kerr… I'm going to have to cum pretty soon… up in this sweet cunt of yours!" That had to be the other teen, Hank.
"Mmmmppphhh!" The sound of her girlfriend sucking sock.
Jean was intensely turned on by the realization of what the older woman was up to. Eileen had taken on two teens at once! She was insatiable! Jean's own greedy cunt surged in admiration. "Oh, Luke! Do it to me harder! I'm getting so high!"
All five of them were getting up there, coaxed by the awareness of what was taking place and by the urgent tugs in their bellies. They fed off one mother's energy, using it to take off one by one, into the outer reaches of abandon.
"Oooohhh, Luke! I'm cummmm-ing-g-g!" Jean was doing it again, only this time it was an avalanche. She squirmed crazily, totally out of control, dependent on the teen to pump her through her crisis.
When he did with amazing energy. When she was on the land ward side of ecstasy, he let go the control that he had held onto for so long against such overwhelming odds. "Jeez, Mrs. Baker! Uuuuuhhh! Look out! I'm… uh, God I'm cumming!"
Randy could not see what was going on behind him, but the sounds of orgasm gave the teen idea. "Ooooh, man! Suck it all, Miss Kerr! Suck my cum!"
Eileen did as she was told. The hot juices filling her throat combined with the stiff cock stroking her cunt to send her off into a mighty explosion. It was all she could do to keep sucking Randy's cock until he was dry, to lunge her cunt up onto Hank's cock. But she kept on moving, to take her teens with her, to give them the pleasure they so richly deserved. They had given her the most awesome experience of her life. She would give them back the same.
"That's too much, Miss Kerr! I don't believe the way you squeeze… your… cunt… Oh God I'm cumming!"
The five of them sprawled on the disheveled blankets on the sand recuperating from their forbidden ecstasy. Hank was all for giving it another go, but the other two guys argued that they had to get to work. It was a more quiet threesome that made the trip back than the one that went out. They were all a little awed by what had happened. Their bodies were exhausted by their erotic labors.
Jean and Eileen were coming down from their drug-induced high. Their cunts still trembled with satisfaction, but they were stunned by what they had done. Eileen had always been so careful to keep things private between herself and one guy at a time. She had never imagined doing anything so totally careless. Yet she could not deny that the pleasure had perhaps even been worth the danger to her reputation.
She caught Luke looking at her, trying to read her thoughts. "Don't worry, Miss Kerr. The guys told me about you as soon as I got to Misty Waters. But they never tell any grown-ups. Your secrets safe with us."
Eileen was stunned. All along, she had thought she had been so cool. That nobody knew but her chosen guys… and that they didn't even know about each other. But the grapevine was stronger than she had suspected. Still the guys had never gotten her into trouble. They had protected her, in their own way.
She smiled at Luke. She realized he was not so much a man that he had lost his sensitivity. He understood how it had to be with a woman who had tastes forbidden by society. So young and yet so wise!
She closed her eyes and relaxed, enjoying the speed of the boat as it raced its way back to shore.