Birthday Pool Party Ch. 36

"Of course!" I exclaim. "I'll never hide anything from you again. I never should have!"

"Then, I won't tie you down." he says. "You can have sex with whoever you want, male or female."

"Seriously?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. "I mean, shy Josh is this open-minded? Really?"

"I am!" Josh lets out a nervous laugh. "I mean, we're still in high school, as much as you mean to me, I know that, chances are, we won't last forever. I want you to be happy. And um..."

"Yes?" I ask.

"Maybe, you know," the quiet boy swallows nervously, "well, I'm a guy. And yeah, we all have the fantasy..."

"What? Oh!" I exclaim as I lift my body and look at him with a smirk. "Is someone angling for a threesome?"

"M-maybe." he gulps, his quiet nature overwhelming him again. He takes a deep breath, and I see his back straighten. He looks up from the floor, gazing directly into my eyes. "Yes, I'd like that."

"Look at Mr. Shy reaching for the moon." I husk as I run my fingertips along his chest. "We can make that happen, Baby. Probably."

"J-just don't go to crazy, please?" Josh asks, and I know he doesn't mean about the threesome.

"I won't. It'll probably just be Steven and the Slut-sisters, anyway." I shrug. "But, who knows? If someone else comes up, I promise to talk to you about it. And, if you want to boink another girl on your own? Well, I'm open to that. Just no catching feelings for her! You belong to me, Mister!"

"Agreed." he smiles while looking at me. "S-so, are you my girlfriend?"

"Yes, Josh Greene." I nod as a huge smile lights up my face. "I am."

~Marcia~

Once Shawn and I are in the guest bedroom, I shut the door and press my back against it. A small smile crosses my face as I admire Shawn in his tuxedo. He's looking back at me, his eyes taking in the sight of me in my red dress. Even in my heels, Shawn towers over me.

"See anything you like?" I ask as my tongue snakes out to lick my upper lip seductively. Shawn may be the more outgoing one, but when it comes to sex, I have all the experience here.

"You're perfect." the virgin boy whispers.

"Why, thank you!" I husk as I sashay over to Shawn. I run the fingers of my right hand down his chest, feeling the soft fabric of his tie.

"You're welcome." he replies. "It's the truth."

"You're so sweet." I whisper as my hand reaches his bulge. I cup his manhood from outside his pants, feeling the outline of his erection.

"Marcia!" he gasps as his hand grabs my wrist.

I press my body against his as we start kissing. Shawn wraps his arms around me, our tongues wrestling as we touch each other. I rub his bulge, and the outgoing boy finds his confidence as he reaches a hand down to cup my ass. His other hand slips into my dress and bra to caress naked tit-flesh for the first time.

"Ready for your first blowjob?" I coo as my hand caresses him. "I really, really wanna suck you!"

"Not yet." Shawn states firmly, breaking our embrace while pulling my hand off him. His reason is overwhelming his lust now, allowing him to do this.

"What? Why not?" I frown in confusion.

"We need to talk." Shawn insists as he walks over to the bed and sits down.

"Oh." I state, swallowing nervously.

"Come sit down." he requests as he pats the bed beside him.

"O-okay." I mumble as I sit down beside him, smoothing out my dress. Then I glance over at him.

"I was planning on asking you to be my girlfriend tonight." Shawn begins.

"I figured." I nod. "And I was planning on agreeing."

"I'm glad." he smiles. "But, I have a few questions."

"Ask away." I tell him, trying to project more confidence than I'm actually feeling.

"Why are Lexi and Hazel having sex if Lexi is with Steven?" Shawn wonders. "Steven is dating Nicole and Lexi? And how can Steven be the father of Hazel's baby?"

"Uh, well, I," I stammer, "I guess it's because Lexi lets Steven sleep around."

"I see." he replies. "What about Lexi and Hazel? Are they bi?"

"Yes. They have sex. Steven is cool with Lexi sleeping around with women, as long as she doesn't touch another man." I explain. "Does that bother you?"

"No." Shawn shakes his head. "I mean, it's their relationship, the parameters are up to them. As long as everyone is being honest, it isn't a problem."

"I'm glad to hear you say that." I smile. "And yeah, Steven is dating Lexi and Nicole."

"There's a lot you haven't told me, isn't there?" Shawn asks with a sigh.

"Yes." I admit in a weak voice.

"What else?" he demands. "I mean, I knew you weren't a virgin, and I'm okay with that, most people have a past. There's more to it, though. I know there is."

"I-I'm a Slut-sister." I reply.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Shawn frowns.

"It means that I'm bi, too. I love dick and cunt!" I answer loudly as I grip the edges of the bed desperately. "I love my girls, and, and, and, I can't stop loving them!"

"The five of you are having sex?" he asks, his mouth hanging open slightly.

"Yes!" I gasp, tears forming in my eyes as I realize that Shawn is not happy about this. "And it's so much more than sex! The six of us, including Nicole, will always love each other! Always be here for each other!"

"Are you having sex with Steven as well?" Shawn follows up with.

"I am." I let out a breath as the tears start flowing.

"I know we aren't official, but it still feels like you're cheating on me." he tells me.

"I'm sorry!" I exclaim. "Shawn, I'm sorry! I-I can stop sleeping with Steven, I can!"

"Okay." Shawn nods. "Thank you."

"Thank you for understanding." I whisper, relief coursing through me as I wipe away my tears.

"What about the girls?" he asks.

"W-what about them?" I ask, my eyes widening in horror.

"Can you stop sleeping with them?" Shawn wonders. "Can you stop sleeping with other people, and just be with me?"

"No." I shake my head sadly. "I can't."

"Why not?" he just has to ask.

"Because..." I mumble. "Because, fuck! Just because!"

"That's not an answer." Shawn says.

"I love Steven, I do." I respond. "But, I can stop sleeping with him. It doesn't change how much he cares for me, and I know I'm always welcome here. But my girls? No. As much as I know we don't need to have sex to be the Slut-sisters, I can't ever choose a guy over them. Ever. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, too." he replies. "Just the thought of someone else touching you like that makes me feel like throwing up."

"W-what are you saying?" I ask with a wince.

"I'm saying that I can't date you as long as you're having sex with other people." Shawn sighs, tears running down his cheeks. "I'm sorry, Marcia."

"It'll just be the Slut-sisters, I promise!" I say loudly, trying to salvage the situation. "I swear, no other girls, and no guys beside you at all!"

"I want more than that." he states firmly. "I want a committed, monogamous relationship."

"A-and I can't give you that." I respond, sealing our fate.

"I should go." Shawn states as he stands up.

"No, wait!" I shout as I reach out and grasp his wrist.

"What for?" he asks as he turns back to face me. "We can't be together."

"It's still Prom Night." I reply with a nervous shrug. "We can still do it. You know, if you want."

"I do want to." Shawn sighs. "You're gorgeous, Marcia."

"And you're very handsome." I tell him with a sexy wink. "I'd love to see you out of that tux."

"I really want to..." he acknowledges. "But, we shouldn't."

"Why not?" I whine pathetically.

"I'm a virgin." Shawn explains as he pulls his wrist out of my grasp. "My first time shouldn't feel like it's just checking a box."

"Your first time should be with someone who truly cares about you!" I insist.

"I agree." he nods as he turns and heads for the door. Opening the door, he turns to face me one last time. "I hope I find her someday. Goodbye, Marcia. I'll see you at lunch on Tuesday."

When the door closes behind Shawn, I wince and recoil as if I'm physically hit. I bury my face in the pillow while laying on my stomach, still fully dressed in my Prom outfit. Sobs wrack my body as I shake and cry. Fuck! I can't keep my legs closed, and now it's costing me an amazing guy!

Time passes, a significant amount of time, in fact. I spend it wallowing in self-pity. I mentally call myself every name I can think of; slut, whore. My arms are beneath the pillow as I keep my face pressed into it. Just as I'm about to doze off, my eyes shoot open.

No. No, there's nothing wrong with me. Steven loves me, my Slut-sisters love me. They stand by me, no matter what. That's more than I can say about Shawn. Siting up, I wipe away my tears, realizing that I can't be alone right now.

I stand up and exit the guest room. I notice that Kayla's bedroom door is closed now; Ian must be losing his virginity right now. Ashley and Josh are shut in another room, while Hazel and Lexi are in Hazel's room. There's one other person who is alone tonight, like me.

Lost in thought and wanting to surprise him, I open the bedroom door without knocking. My mistake. Steven is sitting at his desk wearing headphones. He's wearing nothing but lounge pants, which are currently around his ankles. His cock is in his hand and he is clearly jacking off to porn.

"Marcia?!" he shouts as he turns to face me.

"Shit! Sorry!" I exclaim as I start to back out of the room.

"No, it's okay!" Steven says as he pulls up his lounge pants, putting his cock away. "Please, come in!"

"A-are you sure?" I ask.

"I am." he nods.

"Maybe you should turn off Brittney's video first?" I suggest with a giggle.

"Oh, right!" he stammers as he jumps back on the computer.

"We still can introduce you to Brittney, you know?" I offer.

"No thank you." Steven shakes his head as he shuts off his monitor and walks over to me.

"No need to be embarrassed." I smirk before blushing cutely as I shut the bedroom door, sealing us both inside. "I masturbate, too."

"Oh yeah?" he wonders, looking at me with lust in his eyes.

"Oh, yes!" I smile as I pose in my sexy red dress. "I shove a dildo up my cunt as I imagine it's your cock inside me."

"Big words from such a quiet girl." Steven whispers. He's standing right in front of me now, and he reaches out and lightly cups my face.

"They're true words." I reply as I press my cheek against his palm and look up at him affectionately.

"Not that I mind the company," he begins, "but shouldn't you be with your date?"

"No." I lightly shake my head as I reach out to caress his bulge. "I'm right where I belong."

Steven gazes at me with his perfect, green eyes. He knows now isn't the time to demand answers from me, he's so smart, so insightful, so compassionate, so strong; he's a man. We both close our eyes as we lean forward. I gasp softly as our lips meet in a beautiful kiss.

We don't waste any time. Our love and lust for each other is overwhelming. I run my hands along Steven's bare, muscular chest. At the same time, his hands leave my waist and reach around my body to squeeze my firm butt cheeks.

"I want you." Steven husks between kisses.

"I need you!" I moan back.

I can't wait any longer. I need cock, and I need it now! Breaking our lip lock, I kiss down Steven's neck, to his chest. My hands grip his large biceps as I trail soft kisses down to his abs. I look up at him as I fully sink to my knees before the strong, handsome man.

My heels click together as I get into position. I then grip the edges of Steven's lounge pants and yank them down to his ankles, along with his lounge pants. I grab the massive cock in my tiny hand as I press it against my face affectionately.

"I love when you do that." Steven smirks down at me.

"Good, because I love this cock!" I moan back.

I pull my face back and look directly up into Steven's eyes. Then I glance downward and admire the huge dick currently aiming at my face. Opening my mouth, I lean forward and take his head between my lips while moaning low in my throat.

"Oh, Marcia!" he gasps while burying his hands in my hair.

Hearing the amazing man say my name just spurs me on. I grip his thighs as I rapidly bob my head, taking Steven as deeply as I can. I actually smile around his dick when I imagine the view Steven has; a dark-haired, eighteen year old slut on her knees, her mouth stretching wide around a big dick. My cleavage is on full-display in my red Prom dress.

"Mm! Mm! Mm!" I hum as I passionately suck dick.

"Your mouth feels so good, Baby!" Steven groans.

"Mm, you like that?" I coo as I pull off his cock and rub it against my face.

"Fuck, yeah!" he replies.

I stick out my tongue and slap his cock head on it while moaning loudly. Steven releases my head and reaches lower. I gasp out his name when his slip into my bra cups. Fuck, his strong hands feel so good as they caress my boobs.

"I love your hands on me." I coo as I pop his mushroom head back into my mouth and suck hard.

"I need to be inside you. Now!" Steven gasps as he pulls me to my feet.

"I need you inside me!" I respond as I lay back on the bed and spread my legs.

Steven is completely naked now, but I'm still fully dressed. He gets on top of me and slides my red Prom dress up my legs, exposing my underwear. Steven pushes my panties aside, revealing my wet pussy. Then he shoves himself inside of me.

"Fuck!" he grunts.

"Fuck me!" I reply loudly.

My heels are in the air, shaking slightly as I take his entire length in my teeny, tiny twat. He's so big, he's stretching my poor, little pussy to the limits. I wrap my arms around him, one hand burying in his hair as the sounds of his manly grunts make me even more wet.

At first, we're just fucking. Steven is slamming his cock in and out of my tight cunt as I roll my hips. Eventually, he lifts his head and looks down at me. Our eyes lock. He is looking at me with an expression of pure love. It pushes me over the edge.

My face scrunches up as I start to cum. Steven stops fucking me. He doesn't stop thrusting, he stops fucking me. Now, we're making love. I can feel the difference. His thrusts are softer, slower, but equally passionate. I cum again. I let out a small squeak as a third orgasm shoots through me.

"Marcia!" Steven whispers as he presses his lips against mine.

Hooking my legs around Steven's ankles, I welcome him inside me. I'm soaked; I can feel my juices leaking out of me as Steven takes me. We're both moaning loudly through closed lips as we kiss. I'm in heaven. Wanting Steven's cum, I clench my vaginal muscles around him tightly.

"Look at me!" I beg against his lips.

Steven lifts his head and looks down at me. He's breathing heavy as he steadily thrusts into my young, willing body. Oh, I'm gonna cum again! My hands are at either side of Steven's face, fingers lightly caressing him as I look up at him lovingly.

"I'm close!" Steven hisses.

"In me." I whisper softly, my doe-eyes wide. "Cum in me."

A few more thrusts. Then Steven grunts as he buries himself all the way up my cunt. I can feel his balls resting against my bum as they begin emptying their contents inside of me. I bite my lower lip to keep from screaming as I join him in orgasmic ecstasy.

Steven reaches between us and grasps his cock as he eases the long shaft out of me. I groan as I feel my pussy clamping shut, trapping his warm semen within my tight confines. He then rolls off of me and pulls me into his arms, where I coo happily.

"That was incredible." Steven tells me as he brushes a lock of sweaty dark hair out of my face.

"You were fucking amazing yourself!" I giggle as I run my fingers along his bare chest. My dress is bunched up around my waist and I'm still in my heels.

"May I ask how you ended up here, and not in a room with Shawn?" Steven inquires politely.

"You may." I nod in response. "Long story short, I told him everything and he decided he couldn't handle it."

"Everything?" he asks with raised eyebrows.

"Well, not quite everything." I giggle. "Don't worry, he doesn't know about you and Kayla. He knows about the Slut-sisters though."

"Gotcha." Steven nods. "So, you two are over?"

"I think so." I say with a sigh. "I told him I couldn't stop sleeping with my girls. He said he couldn't share me. He left without getting any nookie."

"He didn't drive home drunk, right?" he asks in a serious voice.

"No." I shake my head. "He only nursed the one beer all night."

"Okay, good." Steven says.

We lay in silence for a few minutes. Steven's fingers lightly caress my soft skin as I rest my head and hand on his chest. The need to pee eventually overwhelms me, so I get to my feet and make my way to the master bathroom.

I drop my panties and sit on the toilet to urinate. As I do, I think of the events of tonight. Telling Shawn that I'll stop sleeping with Steven. Making love with Steven. Fuck, my pussy is still purring happily from the pounding. I'm wrong; I can't stop. It's making love.

After wiping and flushing the toilet, I walk over to the sink to wash my hands. As I look at my reflection, I actually nod to myself. The decision is made. I need Steven. I immediately remove my dress, undergarments, and heels. Then I return to Steven, naked as a jay bird.

"Looking good!" Steven comments from the bed.

"All yours!" I reply as I strike a sexy pose, making sure to push my tits out.

"Mm, lucky me!" he husks.

I smile and climb into bed with Steven. We get under the covers. Soon, my head is pillowing on his chest, my breasts pressing into him as my arm wraps around him tightly. I sigh with pure happiness when he begins running his fingers through my dark hair. His other hands grips my upper arm tightly.

"I'm sorry, Steven." I mumble sadly, my eyes tightly closed.

"What for?" he questions.

"I told Shawn that I could stop sleeping with you if he and I got together." I explain.

"You don't have to apologize for that." Steven insists firmly. "I don't need to have sex with you to love and care about you. You're a beautiful, young woman. I already have two girlfriends. It's perfectly understandable that you'd want someone all to yourself."

"I love you, too." I whisper. "So. Fucking. Much."

"I know." he replies, kissing the top of my head. "I can feel your love. Whether we have sex or not."

"I don't ever want to stop!" I cry out as tears form in my eyes.

"Hey!" Steven says lightly. "Don't cry. Everything is okay, you've got me."

"J-just, please don't ever send me away." I whisper in a weak voice.

"I won't." he promises. "Still, eventually you'll want to find a boyfriend, who I'm sure won't appreciate you sleeping with some old man."

"You're not old!" I insist. "And I was wrong; I can't stop sleeping with you. I'm yours. All of me."

"Okay." Steven replies as he holds me close. "We'll take things one day at a time. I will never kick you out of my bed, and you're young anyway, you don't need to be tied down with a boyfriend. We'll worry about that if, and when, it happens."

I just nod and wipe away my tears. This man is so good to me. I feel so safe in his arms, and now I know I'll always be able to find comfort in them. We don't have sex again tonight; we both fall asleep completely satisfied.

~Hazel~

Lexi and I enter my bedroom and close the door before kicking our heels off. My bedroom. Yes, this is my bedroom. I'm an idiot. It's not charity, Steven and the Slut-sisters love me. They'll do anything for me, just as I will for them.

I feel myself becoming completely overwhelmed with love for my friends, for my family. I throw myself at Lexi, causing her to let out a surprised squeak. Burying a hand in her red hair, I shove my tongue between her lips and into her mouth.

Our hands paw at each other as we make our way over to my bed. Lexi is grabbing at my ass while I play with her titties. Sure, our dresses are still on, but we're both still able to get some nice handfuls of young, teenage flesh.