[M]y Spring Break Encounter with an old [F]riend PART IV (final) | 2016

It's important to note that while Jen may seem wild behind close doors, she was reserved, even conservative in her public life.

Polite. Never cursed, and wouldn't even go out unless properly dressed for whatever occasion she was going to -- which made our bedroom romps all the more fun. If I didn't know she grew up in the Northeast, I'd swear she had southern old world roots.

And Jen confided that she showed me her wild streak because she knew she could trust me not to tell tales, boast or brag to friends.

And I didn't despite ribbing from friends, cajoling and begging. My lips were sealed. And so were Jen's.

Folks could see we were in a relationship,but we were never very public. And it worked out great.

The school term ended and with Jen's urging I stayed in town close to school while she graduated and then started summer school to begin her pursuit of a Master's Degree.

Jen took an apartment not far from campus, and I spent the summer as her room mate before the start of my Senior year.

She worked and attended school. I worked and bummed around. In between we carried on our magical relationship highlighted by Jen's frisky passion for games and themes when we were together.

We never just fooled around.

One day a week -- usually a weekend day if nothing was happening -- was naked day. No one could wear clothes for the day. Sunrise to Sunset. We often just spent the day lounging in bed with no earth shattering sex, just cuddling. It was downright cool.

We'd watch a movie and I'd catch my self just casually stroking her breast or resting my end between her legs. And likewise, she would unconsciously stroke me. Nirvanna.

Jen knew I loved it when she dressed nicely and on summer days she would wear cute sun dresses and sexy underwear and tease me all day long with quick flashes of her inviting rear and shapely upper thighs. I in turn would warn her that I'd have to jump her bones pretty soon.

And finally Jen would like to play games like calling sex with no hands, meaning no fingering, stroking or other stimulation using our hands, just tongues, kisses and whatever.

Then there was the porn.

Jen was fascinated by what people got off on, and one thing that intrigued her was called Clothed Female, Nude Male (CFNM). She showed me and asked if I were interested.

"We already do that," I replied. "No, silly," she said, "look, there's more than one female."

"Are you ...?"

Jen cut me off.

"Uh huh," she said sheepishly.

"Really?" I asked, "but who?"

I admit the thought of a threesome was interesting, but more than anything I was shy and just didn't see myself standing naked with two clothed women. Jen was one thing, but I didn't think I was that adventurous and I was afraid of the dynamic a third person would create and its affect on our relationship.

I expressed this to Jen, who looked at me with puppy dog eyes -- beautiful deep green puppy dog eyes and told me that I was so sweet for being worried and she would not want to do anything to bring tension between us. And then she just said:

"It would be fucking hot, though."

Back to "who."

"So," I said, "play this out. I sit her naked and you and another do what?"

"We look and play" Jen said. "Just like the videos. And all of them I've are seen are about the male trying not to come while the females tease." And then Jen set it out.

'You're not fucking another woman, Andy. The most I'd let happen is she can touch you." Jen's territorial side was showing.

"Well," I said, "Who? You have someone in mind?"

Jen thought for a second as if she was really thinking this over, but knowing her, I knew she had planned this from beginning to end and was just playing for effect.

"Spill it," I said, smiling.

"Julie," she said.

"Really? Julie? Julie?" I repeated.

"What 's so surprising?" Jen asked.

"I never thought of Julie, well in a sexual way."

RE-ALLY," Jen says smiling, "Who of my friends have you thought of in a sexual way?"

'No one," I swear I said laughing, "but Julie?"

Julie was slender, about 5 foot 5 with red hair, cream skin and freckles. Fresh faced and kind of innocent. If I had to guess, I would have said that she probably never had sex, but Jen told me I was wrong. Dead wrong.

I was dumbfounded. But after more cajoling, Jen, in her special way (sexual teasing), convinced me, against my better judgement.

As soon as I agreed, Jen was ready with her instructions.

"I'm calling Julie and telling her to be here at 6. At 5 you can go out a grab a bite. Be here at 6:30. We'll be ready."

"What is there to get ready?" I said, "I'm the one who has to take off his clothes."

"Andy," Jen said. "Just play along," she smiled, "have I ever let you down?"

No. She hadn't.

Fast forward.

I arrive back at the apartment and sure enough Jen and Julie are there and all giddy -- I can tell -- with expectation.

I was scared shit.

On the couch Jen has put a sheet, I assume, to protect it from what was about to happen.

Julie saw me looking and wondering and just blurted out, "Splooge shield!"

After an uncomfortable silence we all started laughing.

Jen jumped right in, came over to me , kissed me hello, put her hand on my crotch and said 'Let's go, time's a wastin'! Get undressed and sit on the couch.

I hesitated.

"And here," Jen said, "put this on." She handed me one of those sleep masks that cover your eyes and keep out the sunlight when you're sleeping.

I retreated to the bathroom, got undressed slipped on the mask, and wrapped a towel around me and emerged.

"No towels!," Jen and Julie seemed to say in unison.

"I need a minute," I said, and then asked them to guide me to the couch where I promised to remove the towel. Wearing the mask and not having to look Julie in the eyes was helping overcome the initial shyness.

Jen took one hand, Julie the other and they sat me down on the couch.

"Ok, off with it," one said, then the other.

I still hesitated. Then felt I tug. One of them was pulling on the towel.

"Lift up your ass," Jen said.

I did, and away went my shield.

I was sitting there blind and naked with two beauties presumably ogling me. I felt really vulnerable, but at the same time was starting to get a bit excited.

What was planned?

I couldn't see anything, and now couldn't hear anything. They weren't talking or making any noise. For a long time. I was tempted to peak, but didn't. What were they up to.

And then I felt someone sitting on the couch, to my right, and then someone to the left. I had no idea who was who, but did know I would know Jen's hand if she touched me. I was certain of it. So I waited for someone to touch me. Nothing. What was going on?

Then, I started to hear slight giggling and felt something brushing my leg, it felt like a hand, but a gloved hand ... the fuckers were wearing what felt like cotton gloves. I had no clue whose hand was where.

And without hesitation they went straight for my crotch and stroking my ever hardening dick. More giggling and laughing ensued and I think I was able to figure out that Jen was on my left. And I told her so.

"Spoil sport!" she yelled and took off her glove. I was sporting a raging boner and Jen and Julie would start then stop stroking me. Bring me to the edge then stop. Start again the stop. And sometimes stop for a long period then suddenly start in again.

Then Julie took off her gloves and focused on my scrotum, while Jen used her fingertips on my shaft and head.

And they'd stop.

During one stretch when they stopped I went to touch myself and Jen stopped me .... "no, no. no" she said. and as she moved my hand away it brushed against her leg. It took me a minute, but then realized something strange. If that were her leg, when we started all this, Jen was wearing pants. Did she change? I wondered.

I tried to inconspicuously feel to see what was going on with Julie. Same thing, I thought. Bare leg.

Now my mind was racing. Were they in shorts? Were they naked?

So I asked.

"Are you girls clothed?"

"Sshhhh," was the reply, "we can't tell."

"You can't tell if your naked?" I joked.

"Shush," again was the reply.

"I can't take much more of this," I said.

"Yeah you can," said, Jen, "don't wimp out on me!"

We continued with the game.

Surprisingly, or not. Julie was pretty quiet through all of this, and with the mix of hands and the lotion they had begun using in their delightful torture of my hard on, made it tough to tell whose hands were doing what.

Sensing they too were getting bored, the stroking got steadier and the rest periods shorter. I could tell Jen was in control because as she gave me long, slow rhythmic strokes, she began whispering in my ear.

"Are you having fun?" she asked, "I am. My pussy is really wet and wanting you."

She brought me closer and closer.

Then I felt kisses on my thighs. Julie? It had to be.

Jen continued with the sexy chat, whispering in my ear as she continued jerking me off.

"Julie is kissing your thigh, looking wantingly at your hard on, but she can't have it, you wanna see?"

"Yes, " I said. And Jen peeled off my mask.

And there they were. Jen and Julie both naked. Julie between my legs kissing my thigh, Jen kneeling next to me, stroking away at my aching cock, continuing to whisper to me.

At the moment, the rush of senses, seeing what was going on, hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt instantly harder, and was starring at Julie who I was seeing unclothed for the first time. And she was pretty. Nicely shaped, great round ample and perky breasts and smooth skin.

The sight of it all was too much and I began to let go. Jen could feel it, and grabbed the base of my cock, and as if aiming, pointed my exploding dick straight at Julie. I unloaded all over Julies tits and stomach, to which she looked surprised, and then without missing a beat, Julie engulfed my still somewhat stiff dick in her mouth and begin sucking, licking and fucking me with her mouth.

Jen didn't seem to mind and stood up and planted her pussy firmly in my face, and taking her right hand used two fingers to slightly part her slit and direct me where to kiss. I did. Feverishly and lovingly until Jen orgasmed and shook in my mouth. Julie continued on my dick, but it was no use. I was spent.

"No fair," Julie says, "I didn't get to cum," and sits herself next o me on the couch, and with one hand holds onto my dick and with the other spreads her legs and begins fingering herself to a climax. It was unbelievably hot.

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