1. Tia and Dana, The Cabin

Dana's little green sports car hummed along the winding road, trees getting thicker as they climbed higher into the mountains. Her sharp eyes stayed locked on the road ahead, while Tia stared out the window, lips parted in a dreamy smile. A weekend at a secluded cabin felt like the perfect escape after the chaos of Dana's sweet 18th birthday bash. Dana's grandparents had been crashing at her place for weeks, taking over her private apartment at the McMansion. Dana was packing up to head to college, so getting banished to the pool house wasn't too bad--just no privacy. As a consolation, her dad hooked her up with this small, two-bedroom cabin up in the woods for a four-day weekend. It was part of some quirky timeshare deal, about an hour's drive from home. Best part? Complete privacy.

A couple of weeks back, both Dana and Tia hopped on birth control, but their paths to it couldn't have been more different. For Dana, it was a no-brainer. She knew, after playing with her toys, she wanted to dive into sex and wasn't leaving anything to chance. Tia, though? She stumbled into it after an awkward run-in with her parents. They caught her using that little wand Dana gave her. But Tia didn't freak out--she stayed cool and laid it out.

"I don't have a boyfriend, and I'm not planning to have sex anytime soon," she said. "But I've discovered how good it feels to get off, and I know one day a guy might make me feel the same. If that happens, I want to be ready so I don't get pregnant 'til I'm set."

Her parents, gotta give 'em credit, trusted her logic, even if it was a bit flawed. They knew Tia wasn't one to rush into stuff without thinking. With their okay, Tia went on birth control--not 'cause she planned to use it soon, but 'cause it made her feel safe.

Dana chuckled when Tia told her the story, but secretly she admired how sincere her friend was.

"But of course, Dana, the pill does take a few cycles to be effective," Tia added, biting her lip.

"I guess you're right, but that's what condoms are for," Dana shot back with a grin.

"But we didn't bring any," Tia said, frowning.

"I guess we can grab some later? Or maybe the boys might have a say?" Dana replied.

Now, with both girls on birth control, Dana's cabin weekend plans felt like the perfect chance to push some boundaries. Dana, being Dana, turned it into a plan.

"A sweet opportunity," she called it, "for this Morning Glory Vine of a body to finally bloom and get deflowered."

The cabin was nice, the spot remote, and all of them--Dana, Tia, Ted, and Ned--were over 18. No chaperones, no one to answer to--it was set up for a little adventure. Tia, meanwhile, was just stoked to tag along. A weekend in the woods sounded fun, and she knew Dana invited Ted and Ned but had no clue Dana was plotting to make Ted her new boy toy of pleasure. Tia didn't overthink it--she never did. Boys there, canoeing, hiking, fresh air--that was enough for her.

"Do you think Ted and Ned are already there?" Tia asked, breaking the comfy silence.

"They'll get there," Dana replied with a sly grin. "Boys are never late when there's food and fun on the line."

Ted and Ned were brothers, but you wouldn't guess it at first glance. Ted, the older one, had this rugged charm straight out of a country boy handbook. His sandy hair was always a little messy, and his deep blue eyes gave him this down-to-earth vibe. Ted wasn't flashy, but he didn't need to be--he'd help old ladies cross the street and call his mom every Sunday. Ned, though? He looked like he walked off a teen drama set. Dark, almost black hair, styled just enough to look like he didn't care, and hazel eyes that sparkled with rebellion. Where Ted was genuine charm, Ned leaned into his bad-boy act. But Dana, who'd known him long enough to see through it, knew he was softer than he let on--she'd once caught him tearing up at a rom-com movie advertisement when he thought no one was watching.

By the time they pulled up to the cabin, the boys were already there, unloading supplies from Ned's beloved beat-up truck. As Ned hoisted a box from the truck bed, a small packet slipped out and tumbled to the gravel--condoms, 5 of them, bright and obvious. Dana's sharp eyes caught the flash of color, and she scooped them up with a smirk.

"Well, look what we have here," she said, holding them up with a teasing grin.

Ned's face went red, his bad-boy act crumbling fast. "Uh... those, um... just in case, y'know?" he stammered, scratching the back of his neck.

"This place is awesome," he hollered, trying to recover, but the embarrassment was clear. "I'm calling the loft!"

"You're not calling anything," Dana shot back, tossing her bag--and the condoms--at him. "That's where you and Ted are crashing. Girls get the real rooms."

Ted laughed, hoisting a cooler out of the truck easily. "I don't mind the loft," he said. "Plenty of beds, and it's got a nice view of the lake."

The cabin was everything Dana promised: a cozy retreat with a big main room, open kitchen, huge screen TV with all the hookups, a spattering of comfy chairs and a big plush couch right in front of the TV. Two private bedrooms branched off the main floor, each with its own access to a luxe shared bathroom. Upstairs, the loft had four small beds and just enough headroom for the boys to manage.

"Come on, Tia," Dana said, grabbing her arm. "Let's claim our rooms before these two decide to get cute."

Tia laughed, following her friend inside. As Ted and Ned lugged in the rest of the supplies, the girls were already plotting to kick the weekend off. The group settled in quick, with Dana taking charge of setting up. She wasted no time, practically crawling into Ted's lap as they lounged in the main room. Tia noticed but kept quiet, feeling a little shy under Ned's kind smile and easy chatter. Ted, for his part, looked equal parts amused and nervous as Dana's boldness kept him on edge. The cabin itself was cozy and inviting, with warm wood-paneled walls and an open layout. The big couch in the main room could seat six, but with just four of them, it felt downright plush. Dana had already staked out the best spot--right next to Ted--while Tia and Ned took the opposite end, talking comfy-like.

After the bags were unpacked, plans were made, a ready-made supper was scarfed down, and everyone settled in. The group wound down with a movie. Tia picked a PG-13 chick flick, her favorite kind of feel-good comfort film. As the opening credits rolled, Dana was already leaning into Ted, her hand resting casually on his thigh. The couch was plenty big, but Dana still edged closer, her body language screaming her intentions loud and clear.

"This is boring," she whispered in Ted's ear, her lips brushing just close enough to send a shiver down his spine.

She didn't wait for a response. Her hand started wandering, sliding up his leg and under the blanket they didn't really need. The cabin's central air kept things comfy, but Dana had other reasons for the extra cover. Ted gave a little shudder, his eyes darting nervously between the others. Meanwhile, Dana's fingers crept closer to their target, slow and deliberate. Before long, they were all in, her lips locking onto his in a heated kiss.

"Get a room!" Ned teased, his tone light but pointed.

Dana broke the kiss just long enough to flash a grin and shoot back, "Okay!"

With that, she grabbed Ted's hand and hauled him toward her room, leaving the movie--and a slightly startled Tia and Ned--behind. As they passed the kitchen counter by the sink, Dana spotted the small stash of 5 condoms tucked behind a coffee mug. She grabbed 3 of them with a quick, mischievous grin, tucking them into her pocket.

"Looks like we're set," she murmured to Ted, her tone teasing.

Ted's eyes widened, but he just chuckled nervously, letting her lead him on. "Uh, goodnight, I guess?" he said awkwardly before vanishing behind the door with Dana.

Behind the closed door, Dana wasted no time yanking Ted onto the bed. Her confidence was off the charts, even if she was buzzing with nervous excitement.

"So," she said with a mischievous grin, "ready to make this a banging weekend to remember?"

Ted chuckled awkwardly, trying to match her vibe. "Uh, yeah. I think so."

They got naked in a flash. Their first go was clumsy and packed with too much excitement--her breast stroke was too light, her grip on his dick was a little too firm. But soon enough, the condom was on, and Ted was inside her. Took all of ten strokes before he gasped and finished. Dana blinked, half-laughing, half-confused.

"Um... wow?" she said.

Ted, sheepish but breathless, muttered, "Sorry... it's just... wow, you feel amazing."

Dana smirked. "Okay, but, um... no offense, my toy thruster's got more bang than that."

Without letting him respond--or even glancing at his still-covered dick--Dana reached down, grabbed it, and guided it back in. Ted didn't need much convincing as Dana wrapped her strong, soccer-toned legs around him. This time, the rhythm was slower but deliberate, and she worked him 'til they were both breathless. Dana rode him through his second orgasm, claiming her own release in the process. When they finally paused to catch their breath, Dana leaned back and burst out laughing.

"Oh my god," she said, grabbing his condom-covered dick, "it looks like a ballooned lollipop!"

Ted, red-faced but smiling, shot back, "Well, I wonder how many licks... no, no, it was sweet success."

Dana teased him with a playful nudge. "So, are you done for the night, or you still got something left in you?"

Instead of answering, Ted leaned in and kissed her neck, his hands roaming her waist. "Let's find out," he murmured, sliding down the bed.

Dana exhaled slow and steady as his tongue found its mark right on her little flushed-out pussy. "Oh, wow... okay... I'm not complaining," she managed, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Ted was focused and thorough, his determination obvious as he worked her closer by licking up to but only flicking her now plump clit. And little more and a little more closer to another climax. By the time Dana came undone and started begging, Ted was already hard again, with a new condom on and ready for more. He slid back inside her, and they found a rhythm quick--his hips pressing against hers in steady, deliberate thrusts. Dana gasped as his cock stretched her again, her legs tightening around his waist to pull him deeper. She bit her lip, fingers gripping the sheets as he hit that perfect spot inside her. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her, her moans growing louder with every move.

"Don't stop," she shouted in a whisper, her voice shaky with need.

Ted leaned down, his lips locking onto hers in a heated kiss, tongues tangling as his pace quickened. His hands slid under her, cupping her ass and angling her hips just right, making her cry out when he drove in harder. Her nails raked down his back as the tension coiled tighter and tighter in her core. Finally, her body seized, her orgasm ripping through her with a cry that left her breathless. Ted followed moments later, groaning as he spilled into the condom, his thrusts slowing to a stop as they collapsed together, panting and trembling.

They lay there a beat, catching their breath, but Dana wasn't done. She smirked, shoving him onto his back.

"Again," she demanded, straddling him.

This time, she took control. Sliding slow down onto his cock, she let out a soft, guttural moan as he filled her completely. Ted groaned beneath her, his hands gripping her thighs as she started moving, hips rolling in a slow, deliberate grind. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, nipples hard and begging for attention. Ted sat up, his lips closing around one of her nipples while his hands guided her hips, pulling her down harder onto him. Dana gasped, shaky, her nails digging into his shoulders as she picked up the pace, the friction sparking pleasure through her.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," he growled, thrusting up into her.

Dana leaned back, bracing on his thighs, her head falling back as she lost herself in it. Ted lifted her slightly, adjusting her angle, and when he thrust back up, her loud, unrestrained moan told him he'd hit the spot.

"Oh my God, right there!" she cried, her moves getting erratic as she rode him.

The heat between them built 'til it was unbearable, and with one final thrust, they both shattered. Dana screamed his name, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure hit her. Ted groaned, hands gripping her hips tight as he came hard, filling the condom again. They collapsed in a sweaty heap, Dana's head resting on Ted's chest. Her breathing slowed as she traced lazy circles on his skin.

"Damn," she finally said, a grin spreading across her face. "I guess we're not done after all."

Ted laughed, breathless. "I think I'm starting to lose count."

After about twenty minutes, Dana stretched and rolled over, giving him a playful look. "So, ready for round four--or is it five? We have one more condom."

Ted laughed but didn't protest when she coaxed him to his knees. This time, they tried doggy style. Dana gripped the sheets as Ted built a steady rhythm, both of them losing themselves in the moment. When they came, it was loud and wild, their voices echoing in the small room. Ted flopped onto his back, panting.

"Okay, now I'm done," he gasped.

Dana wasn't having it. She straddled him, checking the condom as she moved into position. "Still intact," she murmured, satisfied. "And you're still hard."

Ted groaned, but the smile on his face gave him away. "You're gonna kill me, you know that?"

Dana laughed as she sank down onto him, her moves slow and deliberate at first. Even with her confidence, she couldn't shake that nagging thought about her birth control. She knew it took time to fully kick in, but in the heat of the moment, she trusted the odds with just an overused condom and a pill that could've been good by now? She rode him 'til they both came again, collapsing onto his chest with a contented sigh.

"This," she said, breathless, "is officially already the best weekend ever."

Ted chuckled, wrapping an arm around her. "I'm not arguing with that."

Meanwhile, Tia and Ned were on the couch, trying to watch a movie. Dana's not-so-quiet escapade was impossible to miss. Tia blushed hard, avoiding Ned's gaze, but he gently tilted her chin toward him. Tia hesitated but nodded, and they started making out. Ned's hands stayed respectful, but when he tried to push things further, Tia stopped him.

"Not on the couch," she said firm. "No clothes come off here."

Ned smiled, backed off, and they both caught their breath. They tried to focus on the movie--some chick flick about a girl sharing her first kiss with her crush--but the hint of something more hung in the air, and they couldn't ignore it. On the couch, Ned and Tia sat closer than they realized, shoulders brushing as they watched the TV glow. The muffled moans from Dana's room had Tia's cheeks flushing again. Ned glanced at her, catching the faint redness creeping up her neck.

"You okay?" he asked gently.

Tia nodded quick but couldn't meet his eyes. "I'm fine. It's just... um... they're not exactly quiet."

Ned chuckled, leaning closer but keeping his voice soft. "Well, they're, uh, getting to know each other better."

He paused before adding, "We don't have to do anything, you know. I mean, unless you wanna... see where things go?"

Tia turned to him, lips parting slightly as she processed it. Slowly, a shy smile spread across her face. "What the heck," she said with a laugh that broke the tension.

Taking her hand, Ned helped her up from the couch. Together, they walked hand in hand toward the bedroom, Tia grabbing the last two condoms from the counter--leftovers from Dana's stash. In the quiet of the bedroom, both of them stripped down, trying to give each other a bit of space. Tia, just in her panties, sat on the edge of the bed, hands nervously smoothing the blanket beneath her. Ned, in his underwear, stood in front of her, shifting his weight like he wasn't sure whether to sit or stay standing.

"I don't know what I'm doing," she admitted, glancing up at him with wide, uncertain eyes.

"Neither do I," Ned replied with a crooked smile. "I mean, really--I know you saw me and Anna go into Dana's room, but that was... different. It was just, 'do it and get it over with.' That was my first time."

Tia, remembering her kiss with Ted while Anna had been busy sucking Ted off, couldn't say much back. "Sooo... that was my first real, um, shared, um, too, um, during the party game," Ned added awkwardly. "You know, while you were, um, getting... uh..."

"Getting a kiss from Ted while he was getting a BJ from Anne, while sitting next to you, gripping Dana's boob and getting sucked off by Gal," Tia finished, her face reddening as a nervous laugh slipped out.

The ice finally broke, and they leaned in, lips meeting in a tentative kiss that deepened quickly. Their hands started exploring--his fingers brushing lightly over her arms and back, hers trailing down his chest. Tia gasped soft when she felt the unmistakable hardness pressing against her thigh. She pulled back slightly, wide eyes locking with his. Ned took the invite and stripped down completely. Tia stared, wide-eyed but curious, and decided to explore. She touched him with tenderness, then bent down for her first-ever try at oral. It was clumsy and quick--Ned came almost instantly, catching both of them off guard.

"Oh," Tia said, blinking, surprised. "That... happened fast."

"Sorry," Ned mumbled, face red. "Uh, can I... return the favor?"

Tia hesitated, but nodded. She sat there, clothes gone except for her panties, neatly folded on the floor. She scooted her butt closer to the bed's edge, arms behind her butt, lifting her pussy up to Ned. Ned didn't mind; he pulled the little lace aside and started exploring her with his tongue. Tia gasped, body trembling as she gripped the sheets for support. Ned, not sure how far to take it, stopped.

Ned laughed, cheeks flushed. "You're kinda amazing, you know that?"

Tia smiled shyly, not trusting herself to reply. Instead, she tugged him closer, their lips finding each other again. As their kisses grew hotter, Ned guided her to lie back on the bed. His hands roamed her body with growing confidence, but when he slipped one hand down to cup her through her panties, Tia let out a small moan. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze, cheeks burning.

"You're okay?" he asked soft, pausing.

She nodded, voice barely a whisper. "Yeah... just nervous."

Taking her cue, Ned pressed soft, lingering kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, and lower. He lifted her up, and took the panties off. His lips brushed her inner thigh before his tongue found its mark. Tia gasped, hips jerking slightly.

"Oh... oh my..." she murmured, fingers gripping the sheets.

Ned took his time, reading her reactions and adjusting his moves to match. When her body tensed and a soft cry slipped out, he knew she'd hit her peak. Afterward, Tia pulled him up for soft, almost reverent kisses. They didn't talk much, the room filled with just their breathing. Eventually, they shifted into a comfy spooning position, Tia behind him. As she nestled against him, Tia reached forward and lightly grabbed his softened penis, pulling a surprised chuckle from Ned.

"Thank you," he said with a smile, "but I think I'm good for now."

Tia giggled, snuggling closer, and he felt her bare breast press against his back. They fell asleep like that, bodies tangled, sharing the warmth.

Morning light filtered through the curtains as Tia stirred awake--sometime during the night, the spoons flipped, and she was nestled in Ned's arms. His hold was gentle and protective like he was guarding something precious.