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  Rachel promptly spoke up. “Hey, girl... aren’t you gonna share that thing? It’s gettin’ kinda cold in here.” She patted the empty cushion to her right.

  Without saying a word, Beth hopped across to the other couch.

  Since the blanket was barely large enough to cover one person, the two girls worked themselves into a cuddling position, with Rachel angled against the right armrest and Beth wiggling between her legs, where she reclined against the buxom girl’s chest. The blanket was then able to cover the both of them, leaving only two heads poking out the top.

  Crazy girls! thought Jack to himself in bewilderment. To him, the apartment still felt much too hot – like it had been ever since he arrived. If he had time, he should try to fix the radiators before he left.

  The two teens whispered back and forth for a bit, but Jack couldn’t make out what they were saying and, frankly, didn’t care. He had more important things to worry about.

  Concentrating on his work, it was about fifteen minutes later when Jack heard a soft groan and glanced up. The girls were still concealed under the blanket and didn’t appear to have moved. Both seemed to be watching the television in rapt attention as some movie star hawked their latest blockbuster film. Jack was about to return to his work, when he saw a slight movement in the center of the blanket and paused, purely out of curiosity.

  At first, it looked as though Beth might be scratching an itch on the inside of her thigh... but the motions were a bit too slow, and went on for too long. He then noticed Rachel’s left shoulder moving ever so slightly. As Jack tried to sort out the various lumps in the blanket to determine which body parts were where, Beth changed her position against Rachel and slouched lower, pulling her feet closer to her body and sticking her bent knees overtop of Rachel’s thighs.

  Rachel’s eyes abruptly darted in Jack’s direction, but Jack saw them coming and returned his own gaze to the laptop just in time.

  A half minute later, he tentatively looked up again. The girls were still ostensibly watching television, but Beth’s eyes now had a glassy and distant look to them, and her cheeks seemed a little rosy. The blanket was pulled tight across their legs, concealing any evidence of motion, so Jack shrugged it off as his sex-starved imagination running wild after Rachel’s exhibition this morning.

  That is until five minutes later, when he heard yet another noise: a quiet, feminine moan. This time the sound was unmistakable – a recognizable as the call of a siren to a lovelorn sailor.

  Peeking cautiously over his laptop screen, Jack noticed that Beth seemed to have spread her legs a little wider, with her pelvis now aimed upwards and feet tucked at the same level as Rachel’s knees. The blanket had also settled lower over the two, revealing highly suggestive rhythmic motions in the space between Beth’s legs – and these motions were indeed being made by Rachel’s hand.

  Although Jack couldn’t see anything truly explicit, the mere notion of explaining what he could see sent his imagination reeling.

  After a minute, the motions between Beth’s legs increased in speed and she moaned softly, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side as she nestled between Rachel’s breasts. Her hips began making nearly imperceptible twitching motions, which gradually became sharper and more obvious, until her body abruptly jerked and she stopped breathing – mouth hanging open and jaw trembling.

  Beth’s legs suddenly clamped together and she thrust them out straight, her tiny feet poking out from under the blanket and her toes repeatedly curling and uncurling. Flickers of a smile flashed in the corners of her mouth... and then, ten seconds later, Beth let out a long sigh and relaxed, her feet retracting back under the blanket’s warmth and security.

  What the hell? thought Jack to himself in utter astonishment. Did what he think just happen... really happen?

  He tried to catch anything more telling in the expressions of either girl to confirm that Rachel had truly just brought Beth to orgasm right in front of him... however the two continued watching television as though everything were normal.

  But then, Rachel’s left hand wriggled free of the blanket and scratched the side of her nose – an innocent enough motion, that is, until she pressed both index and middle fingers under her nostrils, closed her eyes... and breathed deeply in and out.

  Although as a man Jack was thrilled to have witnessed an act of intimacy between his sister’s best friend and her roommate, as a caring brother he was mildly disturbed by the whole thing. Because if those two were openly intimate with each other... then what about the rest of them?

  The pretense of innocently watching television continued until the talk show ended at half past midnight.

  As Rachel switched off the set and shoved the blanket aside, Jack kept his eyes glued between Beth’s legs as she climbed off the couch – managing to catch a fleeting glimpse of pure white skin with a dark vertical line, just before the football jersey draped low.

  God – she wasn’t wearing any panties! That settled it.

  Jack’s heart palpitated as Rachel came up to him at the dining room table and bent over. “Good night, Jack,” she said softly, giving him a peck on the cheek exactly like the previous night.

  Jack felt a trickle of sweat run down the back of his neck.

  She stepped away and Beth took her place, kissing the exact same spot, and following up with a hug. “Night, Jack. Don’t work too late!”

  Jack reciprocated the lengthy embrace with a cautious arm around Beth’s back, but when she straightened his fingers brushed just below where her jersey had ridden up – inadvertently grazing the groove at the top of her bare ass crack. Her skin was extremely soft, and noticeably moist.

  Flustered and trying to pretend that the accidental touch hadn’t happened, or at least that he hadn’t noticed it, Jack laughed a little too hard in compensation. “I’ll try not to, Beth. Occupational hazard, though... especially this week. Anyways, sleep well.”

  Beth flashed him a crooked smile. “I’ll tell Ellie to come say goodnight before she goes to sleep... all right?”

  “Thanks,” replied Jack. “You know, girls... it’s real nice that you’re all so friendly around here.” Immediately realizing the unintended double entendre, he blushed.

  “Oh? Whatever do you mean?” replied Beth sweetly, looking over her shoulder with an innocuous grin as the two girls disappeared around the corner and down the hall.

  Leaning back and lacing his fingers behind his head, Jack exhaled noisily and tried to push all sexy thoughts from his mind. No point getting worked up when there was so much important work yet to be done!

  But at the rate things were going, Jack was beginning to have serious doubts that he’d still be sane come Thursday!

  Chapter Seven

  Early Tuesday morning, Jack awoke with a start.

  He was instantly aware that he’d just come from an erotic dream, a different one than the previous night, and struggled to remember what it had been about. He knew it had begun with himself, Ellie, and strangely enough their parents on vacation somewhere tropical... and had somehow turned highly erotic at the end. Jack attempted to recall more specific details, but the harder he tried, the more distant and vague they became.

  Lying motionless on the couch as the tantalizing memories slipped like sand through the fingers of recollection, Jack became aware of some unusual sounds in the room around him. Like soft giggling, and an intermittent metallic squeak. Blinking open his bleary eyes, he slowly turned towards the squeaking sound... and was greeted by a fuzzy, undulating red and black heap.

  As Jack slowly pulled the blurry shapes into focus, he first determined that the heap had a head, and that it was moving up and down in a very familiar motion.

  It slowly dawned on him that he was watching two people make love beneath a blanket – the very same blanket the girls had been cuddling under the previous night. The two hunching figures were barely three feet away from his head, and Jack’s drowsy brain honestly couldn’t reconcile why they’d be doin
g that so close to where he was trying to sleep.

  The male, whom Jack couldn’t yet identify, was seated on the couch in a slouched position, his hairy legs sticking out from under the blanket and his feet planted firmly on the floor. Riding on top was a rather small redheaded girl facing away from Jack – who had to be Beth. She was bouncing enthusiastically up and down on her partner’s lap and making the couch springs squeak softly. The blanket had been wrapped tightly around both their bodies, covering everything up to Beth’s neck... and yet, Jack could still discern certain details beneath the shroud, such as the lumps of Beth’s feet sticking out on either side of the man’s knees, the graceful curve of her back, and the sensual spread of her hips as she straddled her partner’s broad frame.

  The more alert that Jack became, the more his cock began to harden. Was Beth with her boyfriend? But why would they do something that by all rights should be a private affair, while exposed out here in the living room? Could Beth have somehow forgotten that she had a guest sleeping on the couch? Seemed rather careless – after all, he was right here.

  Beth moaned louder with obvious pleasure and the man made a shushing sound. “Not too loud, babe.”

  Wait a minute. That was Mark’s voice. What the hell!

  Jack could hardly believe that Beth, his sister’s long-time best friend, was intimately involved with their male roommate. But there they were, barely a few feet in front of him, fucking as clear as day. Was Ellie even aware that these two were an item? She’d talked about Beth’s boyfriend a few times during their phone calls, but the last he’d heard that person definitely hadn’t been Mark!

  Even through the shock, Jack felt just a little bit of relief in the back of his mind... because if Mark was fucking Beth, then it was highly unlikely that he’d be fucking Ellie as well.

  Although, that’s when another thought occurred: could this actually make it more likely?

  Uh oh.

  Beth moaned again, and Mark shushed her again. “I said keep it down...”

  “Well then, work faster!” she replied in an emphatic whisper, bending over and kissing Mark heatedly on the lips. As Beth did this, the red-and-black blanket slid lower on her back, stopping just above the flare of her hips.

  Jack could now see far more of what was going on, and the clarity only made his cock that much stiffer.

  Beth’s arms were supporting her weight on Mark’s smooth and nearly hairless chest, her palms pressed below his well-defined pecs and her fingers toying with his little nipples. He, in turn, had a firm grip on Beth’s small breasts, his hands so large in comparison with her diminutive frame, that his fingers wrapped clear around her ribcage. The pale white skin of Beth’s back sparkled with beads of perspiration, with strands of her long, natural red hair clinging to the sticky sheen of wetness. The constant motion of the two lovers caused a few of the tiny sweat droplets to break free and merge into small rivulets, which in turn trickled down the groove of her spine, until disappearing somewhere under the blanket.

  Breaking the kiss, Beth groaned loudly and rocked her crotch furiously, the slumping blanket dropping lower and lower... until it sagged enough to expose the delicious top of her ass crack. Mark reached around Beth’s back and yanked the blanket back up around her shoulders, but when he let go it slipped and fell into a heap across his knees, with gravity quickly pulling it all the way down to the floor.

  He made a move to retrieve it, but Beth stopped him.

  “No, just leave it,” she whispered, “I’m getting all sweaty anyways, and I don’t wanna hafta take another shower.”

  Mark grunted in acknowledgement.

  Although Beth and Mark appeared oblivious to Jack’s presence – never mind his present state of full consciousness – he nonetheless found himself trying to remain perfectly silent as he watched the naked teens intertwined in the act of lovemaking, barely daring to breath as his heart thumped excitedly in his ears.

  From his reclined position he could see every graphic detail... and, although Jack knew that what he was doing was wrong, it was nonetheless impossible to look away from the sight of Mark’s obviously condom-free cock plowing in and out of Beth’s swollen pussy.

  Jack found himself hypnotized by the motion of the band of vibrant pink skin surrounding the threshold of Beth sex; how tightly it gripped the shaft of Mark’s cock and was drawn out from her body as she moved upwards... only to be forced right back inside on the way down. The perfect round cheeks of Beth’s ass kept dimpling as her muscles twitched and clenched, while the puckered star of her anus pulsed larger and smaller as she impaled herself with an increasing sense of urgency.

  Although Jack couldn’t keep his eyes off these sexy teens so freely enjoying themselves, and even though his own cock was throbbing something fierce in voyeuristic delight, he still felt horribly guilty for watching. Of course, Beth and Mark shouldn’t be doing anything out here in the first place – but more important than that, this was their apartment, and Jack didn’t have any right to spy on them.

  No, as much as he hated the idea... the fun did have to end.

  Attempting to inform the preoccupied lovers that they weren’t alone in the least embarrassing way possible, Jack pretended to wake up by coughing softly and shifting under the blanket.

  Beth’s head twisted around to look in the direction of the noise... the steady humping of her ass never once faltering, even when she saw that her best friend’s brother was awake and watching them with wide eyes. Beth didn’t look surprised, embarrassed, or even a tiny bit self-conscious – she just continued energetically riding up and down and, if anything, added a little extra flourish to the roll of her hips.

  “Oh, good morning, Jack,” she said calmly, her voice cracking higher whenever her crotch slammed down against Mark. “Sorry... we didn’t mean to wake you. Know you were up late. Ellie has a test to take this morning, and she turns into a real sourpuss if we get her up too early. Mark’s cheap mattress squeaks something horrible, and the walls here are so damn thin we’d be sure to wake up the whole floor if we fucked on that thing.”

  Even though Jack was still a little groggy, that didn’t exactly sound like the best of excuses to him!

  Mark peered around Beth’s heaving, sweaty body and waved at Jack cheerfully. The hair on his head was sticking up at odd angles from being slept on, and he hadn’t yet shaved off the patchy stubble of teenage beard growth. However, just like Beth, he didn’t seem the least bit uncomfortable about being nude or having Jack catch them in the midst of such an intimate act.

  “Hey, Jack! Just takin’ care of some morning wood... be done in a jiffy.”

  “Yeah, well, it’ll go a whole lot faster if you put a little effort into it yourself, ya know,” chastised Beth.

  Jack had no idea what he could possibly say in response to the pair of blatant sexual exhibitionists, and simply stared at them with increasing incredulity. If the situation had been wrong before... it was doubly wrong now!

  Gripping Beth’s hips, Mark began lifting her petite body almost clear off his cock and then dropping her hard on his lap – the slapping sounds of their sweaty skin echoing loudly off the living room walls. After a dozen or so of these violent maneuvers, Mark’s cock suddenly went in at a bad angle and bent sharply, slipping entirely from Beth’s pussy and springing up along the crack of her ass.

  Beth giggled and leaned over to kiss Mark as the length of his cock twitched softly between her butt cheeks... sparkling with wetness in the first rays of morning sunlight.

  Inside his head, Jack did a double take. Mark’s scrawny muscles may not have developed yet to match his mature skeleton, but his cock was definitely all grown up – and at least several inches longer than average. Although it did look a bit on the thinner side, the teen’s impressively oversized purple glans more than made up for that, with the head almost a third wider than the shaft. It reminded Jack of a candy apple on the end of a stick.

  Sliding off Mark’s lap, Beth knelt on the floor and gri
pped the teen’s wet cock in one hand, bending over as she tried to wrap her lips around that bulbous glans. But it was so much larger than her open mouth, that she had to forcibly shove it past her lips! Beth then tried bobbing her head up and down, but the motion looked awkward, and she appeared incapable of getting more than the first few inches inside her mouth.

  Pulling her mouth off with a wet popping sound, Beth turned and smiled at Jack. “Hey, you wanna see something real cool I just learned to do last week?”

  Without waiting for an answer, Beth popped Mark’s cock back in her mouth and twisted her body, arching her back and aligning her neck with the angle of his erection. She then pushed steadily lower, working him further into her throat a fraction of an inch at a time.

  Impossibly, her lips kept slipping lower and lower... until her cute, upturned nose finally hit Mark’s shaved pubic pad. Somehow, this petite girl had just managed to deep-throat his entire cock! She made a kind of self-impressed gurgling sound to announce her accomplishment, looking over at Jack with smiling eyes.