My Last Summer at Home (Part 2)

My Last Summer at Home (Part 2)

Jill and I had such a surge of adrenaline and sexual excitement after
leaving poor Rickey at the drive-in with cum filled shorts, that we drove
my old pickup around for another hour just to settle down. We circled the
outskirts of town, and then we took county road 42 out to the gravel pits.
The gravel pits on the west side of town were one of our favorite places to
hangout. We could drink some beers and smoke some Marlboro's before
plunging into the water from the rope we tied to an old walnut tree. At
night it was a popular hangout for the local high school k**s who like to
smoke a little ganja, and do some heavy necking. Jill and I liked to sit
on a big rock down by the water and listen to the cicadas and bull frogs,
while we sipped our beer and talked about all our big plans. Tonight Jill
was unusually quiet, so I could tell she had something else on her mind.

"That was pretty cool what we did to Rickey tonight, I've never had
control over a boy like that before" she mused before taking a big drag on
her Marlboro.

I took a long drink of my beer and cocked my head with a sly smile.
"Yeah that was pretty fun, but I kind of thought we were just going to
tease him. I was pretty shocked when you pulled his jeans down, and his
cock was so hard it pointed straight at the roof, like a little soldier
with a perfect little helmet."

Jill sputtered on the swig of beer she had just taken, and her shoulders
shook from a laugh she could no longer contain. We both leaned back on the
rock and laughed like wolves howling at the moon. When we got the nervous
excitement out of our system, we just laid on the rock watching the fluffy
summer clouds roll across the moon. After a few minutes I could feel her
staring at me, and she opened her mouth a little but nothing came out.

I drew in a breath and asked "Jill, what is it?" while turning to look
at her. "We always talk about everything, no limits, no lies and no
bullshit. So, what is it?"

She bit her bottom lip, and exhaled "That kiss tonight, um.... we've
never kissed like that before. Were you just showing off for Rickey?"

"Yeah, a little I guess. It was cool to see his reaction, and then I
realized I kind of liked it. I've thought about what it would be like to
kiss you, but I didn't want to make our friendship all weird. Do you feel
weird about it?" I stared back at the moon not knowing what she was going
to say.

Jill looked back at moon and replied very quickly "No way girl. That
was hot. I've wondered for a long time if you maybe think about girls
sometimes, because I do. A lot." She turned to look at me again, and her
expression looked very apprehensive. "And umm... I've kissed another girl
too."

"Oh my god, who?" I immediately asked.

She quickly turned to the moon again, and drew a breath in. "I'll tell
you, but honest to god, as my best friend, you have to promise never to
tell anyone. Ok?"

Then she dropped a bomb, when she blurted out "Beth Carter" as she
turned to see my reaction.

"Girl, what the fuck? Are you serious? Beth Carter?" I asked as I
stared at her in disbelief.

Beth Carter was the queen of our high school. She was homecoming queen,
prom queen, student body vice president, always on the honor roll and
always tied to the hip of the school's star quarterback Scott Martin.
Totally not in our social circle, and not the type of girl we would ever
aspire to be. She always walked around with her nose in the air, and
laughed hysterically at everything Scott Martin said. Her entourage of
cheerleaders always surrounded her at lunch time, and she would never stoop
to acknowledging us at school. At nineteen I was clueless but would later
learn, as with most bitches like Beth, it was just a major lack of
self-confidence on their part.

"When? Where? Why? How the fuck did you even...?" and then I just
stopped.

"Well" she explained "our moms were best friends in high school, so we
hang out at their house a lot. We have barbecues around the pool and stay
up late while our parents play cards and drink wine. They usually let us
have a glass of wine, but you know me... I usually sneak a few more. When
our parents start to get really lubed from the wine and get too loud and
silly, we usually go sit in the hot tub. "

Jill took a deep breath and continued. "Last weekend we went into the
little cabana they have, to change into our swimsuits, and it just kind of
happened. I had already changed into my swimsuit, and turned around to see
Beth just standing their naked and smiling. Of course her tits are
perfect, and her waist is tiny, and her tan is perfect. She looked at me
and said she never knew I had such a hot body before this summer, and asked
what my workout routine is."

"Ha! What workout routine, jerking off Rickey was the toughest work out
you had today" I mockingly replied.

She punched me in the shoulder and continued without missing a breath.
"I looked down and couldn't help but stare at her completely bare crotch.
She saw where I was staring and just said "bikini wax". She stepped closer
and said "you can touch" and pulled my left hand to it. It was smooth and
the folds were very wet, and then she just leaned forward and pushed her
tongue into my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head, and sucked my
tongue into her mouth while my hand was still on her..."

She stopped briefly before she could say it, "... on her pussy. After
about a minute she just stopped and whispered in my ear "you better stop or
I'm going to cum, you ready for the hot tub?".

Jill and I were both breathing kind of heavy by now. I was shocked by this
sudden confession, and very buzzed from the beer. This whole experience
was flooding my senses with so many confusing signals. I looked at Jill
while she stared at me with heavy eyes, and flushed cheeks.

I smirked and asked, "Then did you guys lez out in the hot tub all
night, or what?" She punched me again.

"Oh my god, no" she exclaimed, "And don't make me feel weird please.
I'd never touched another girl, and hadn't kissed one yet either. Then she put
a tiny bikini on, and we got into the hot tub. She took her favorite spot,
the spot with the magic jet, is what she calls it. She just sat on the jet and
rubbed her nipples through her suit while she stared at me. She kept
staring at me while she pulled her boobs out and twisted hard on her nipples
until she started having an orgasm. She tilted her head back and shuddered like
she was being shocked. I'm not going to lie girl, it was kind of hot."

Jill paused for a good thirty seconds while I tried to sort out
everything she had just told me and asked "So, do you want to go over to
the Carter's next weekend? They always tell me my friends are welcome."

"Well yeah, if it wouldn't be too weird for you?" I asked. She leaned
over and kissed me very lightly with closed lips and shook her head no, and
then dashed for my pick up. What a summer this was turning out to be.