The three of us had a lot of fun together for one school year
In the summer between my junior and senior year of high school, a new family moved in to the house directly across the street. They had two daughters, Amanda who was my age (we were both 16 at the time), and Zoe who was 13. The three of us became friends almost at once.
Zoe was kind of tom-boyish. She kept her sandy blond hair short, was wiry and thin, scrappy, and preferred blue jeans and baseball. She had a frock of freckles across her nose and a big toothy smile that made her sexy to look at, and her personality was outgoing and lively.
Amanda was more of the bookish introvert. Smart and sophisticated, and still attractive in a more feminine way. She didn't radiate sexuality like her little sister, but she was confident, quiet, and certainly well formed. Her dark brown hair was long, shoulder length, and she had seriously large breasts, which if I wasn't careful, I could easily be caught staring at while trying to imagining them naked.
Their dad was some sort of business executive who was absolutely never home. And their mom had a job where she worked from home answering customer service calls in a home office. Her office was in the basement, and until she got off work at 5:00, she might as well have not been there.
My house, on the other hand, was a mad house. I am the oldest of nine kids, and the noise level there is enough to drive anyone crazy.
As soon as school started, I developed a habit. After school I'd stop in at home just long enough to check in with my mom, and then I'd go across the street and hang with Amanda and Zoe. Amanda and I were in the same grade and had most of our classes together, so our homework almost always was the same. And Zoe was just a fun kid who was spunky and enjoyable to be around. The three of us would laugh, joke, and do homework until 5 when their mom got off work and I would go home.
For the first few weeks, our relationship was entirely plutonic. Not that sex never came up... it would somehow creep into conversation in various ways from time to time, but never much more than just talk. But as I began to feel more comfortable around them, and as the topics of a sexual nature started to come up more and more often, I started to have... desires... if you know what I mean.
When sexual topics came up, it was usually in the form of questions. How many people have you kissed? Have you had sex? (Me and Zoe, no. Amanda, yes, three times with one guy.) Have you ever fooled around with someone of the same gender? (Me and Amanda, no. Zoe had done a little feeling around with a girl friend in their last neighbourhood.) How often do you masturbate? (Me, at least once a day. Them, maybe a couple times a month, if that. But Zoe more than Amanda.)
So, one afternoon we were upstairs in their bedroom, which is where we often hung out. Their top level was one giant room, and they each had their own queen size beds. We were doing math homework, and Amanda was in some sort of mood. She generally does not like math anyway, but we were working on a concept that she was just not grasping (she's more of an English Lit kind of person), and it was making her mad. In a fit of exhaustion, she threw her math book on the floor and said,
"Screw it. I'm not doing this. I am NEVER going to use this again after this class ever in my life. it's stupid!"
"It really isn't that hard" I said. "I'll help you."
"YES it IS that hard, and I don't want your help. I don't even want to look at it." Just then I had an idea.
"Do you want me to do it for you?" I asked. "I'll write down all the answers, do all the work, and you can just copy it so it's in your hand writing." Math was one class we didn't have together, as I was in a higher class than her.
"You would do that?" she asked, looking hesitant and hopeful at the same time.
"Maybe" I said. "What's it worth to you?"
"A LOT" she said. "I HATE this stuff."
"How much?" I asked.
"What, you mean you want me to pay you? I'm broke."
"Be creative" I said, with what I thought was a smirk.
"I..... can.... write your next English paper for you?"
At this Zoe laughed out loud. "Boring!" she said. "He wants something.... you know...."
Amanda, by the look on her face, finally got the drift.
"What?!?" she demand. "I'm not fucking you for math homework."
"Wo wo, slow down" I said. "Nobody said anything about sex!"
"Well then WHAT?"
"Forget it" I said. "You're in a bad mood."
"No... wait!" she said, and she could feel the opportunity to have someone else do her hated math slipping away. "What do you want... you want a... a.. a hand job?"
"Hey!" I said. "That might be something we could work out!"
"Seriously?" she said. And now it was my turn to be confused. "I honestly hoped you would have said No to that."
"You suggested it, not me!"
"Yeah" piped in Zoe. "It was your idea. And plus, what's wrong with it? He gets a hand job, you get your homework done! Everybody wins!"
"And what do YOU get?" snapped back Amanda.
"I get to watch, right?" she said, looking at me.
"No way!" said Amanda. "You do NOT get to watch!"
"Why not?" I shrugged.
"Yeah!" said Zoe, looking triumphant. "Why not?"
"Oh good grief" said Amanda. "Fine. But no hand job until AFTER the math is done."
"But before you copy it" I added quickly.
"Oh, and one more thing" I added.
"What?" said Amanda, and I by her tone I wondered if this was bad idea, but I decided to plow ahead anyway.
"If you guys are looking at my dick, I should be able to see something too. How about you both be topless while you're doing it."
"Deal!" said Zoe, almost before I was done talking.
Amada just rolled her eyes and heaved her shoulders. Then she picked the math book up off the floor and shoved it at me.
I got the work done in record time. And a few minutes later, I got into position on Amanda's bed. Zoe was almost bouncing off the walls with excitement, and Amanda... well, at least she wasn't wrecking the moment by being in a totally bad mood.
"Ok" I said. "You guys first."
Zoe whipped off her shirt and reached behind her to unsnap her bra. Her perky little boobs sprang into full view, and with pride she shoved them forward and said, "Aren't they cute? This one is Mary, and this one is Jane! Mary is kinda sassy, and Jane is more shy!"
They WERE cute! Tight and bouncy, I resisted the urge to lean over and start sucking on her nipples. Instead I just pulled off my shirt, unzipped my jeans and pulled down my pants and boxers, letting my boner slide into the open air.
"Wooo!" said Zoe. "Awesome! I'm seeing a penis for the first time!"
"Really?" said Amanda, who sat next to me and took my shaft in her hands.
"Not so fast!" I said, pointing at her shirt.
She grumbled something under her breath, and pulled off her shirt and then her bra.
Wow! That's all I could say. Wow! I felt my penis throb at the sight of them. Large, full, round, and firm, almost like they had been pumped up with and air pump. I'd seen lots of titties online, but these were like nothing I'd seen before! They were the perfect set of breasts!
I couldn't help myself. I HAD to feel them! She let me, but only for about three seconds, and then she shoved me back and said, "Let's get this over with."
She began to stroke me, and Zoe scooted up close and watched with rapt attention. It gave me a thrill knowing that my boner was the first she'd ever seen. All the excitement meant my orgasm didn't take very long to start. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, enjoyed the sensation of Amanda's experienced hands sliding over my cock, and let the waves of pleasure wash over me.
The first squirt went over my head, and Zoe literally squealed and clapped. The second spattered my face, and the next few spewed onto my chest and stomach. Amanda kept milking me right to the very last dribble. Damn, she was good at this!
When it over, my entire front of me was a mess of jizzily cum, and so were Amanda's hands. "Go get a wash cloth, Zoe" she said.
A few moments later I was all cleaned up, but nobody seemed to be in a hurry to get dressed. We all sort of hung out on the bed, me with my pants still around my knees, and the girls still with boobs in the wide open, which I loved. Zoe kept stealing glances at me penis, which Amanda noticed.
"Oh for goodness sake, Zoe!" she said at last. "Here, come meet the guy and get it over with." She grabbed her sister and pulled her close to me, and then she took my half limp, half erect penis in her hands.
"This is the head" she said. "When you stroke a guy off, you want to give his head some attention but not too much, because it can get sore fast. but the shaft, on the other hand, can take a LOT of rubbing! These are the balls. You gotta be gentle with these guys, because inside of them are the nuts, which if squeezed too hard will really hurt. But the balls LOVE to be fondled. If you stroke the shaft with one hand, going gently over the head, and then fondle the balls in the other, he'll pop out an orgasm in no time flat, like he just did. Here, you try."
I sat there smiling and enjoying all the penis attention. Of course by now he was rock hard again as Zoe moved in. She looked at me to see if I was okay with this, and I just smiled and nodded at her. She timidly wrapped a hand around my shaft.
"It's HARD!" she said. "I thought it was going to be more... squeezy." Amanda and I both chuckled at this. I pretty much kept my eyes glued on her little perky tits as she fondled and played with my boner for a while, and Amanda sat and watched too, looking like a proud big sister who was enjoying teaching her student.
All of a sudden, we heard the familiar sound of their mom a level below us.
"Holy crap!" said Amanda. "It's 5 o'clock!"
This sent all of us scrambling for our clothing, and we got dressed and tried to act normal as their mom came up the stairs. She seemed to sense that something was abnormal, but didn't say anything.
"Time to break up the party" she said. "See you tomorrow, Bryan?"
And thus ended the first day of sexual play and exploration with these two sisters. But it most certainly was not the last. Zoe, especially, was eager to learn and try all kinds of new things, and her sister and I were all too willing to teach her.