All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons is unintentional.
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Mid June 1998, Last Days of High School
By now I should be used to women totally fucking with me. I am an easy target and honestly, it's probably my fault for not paying more attention. Still, it isn't too terrible a thing though, considering women are actually paying attention to me now. That is a huge step forward from just 6 months.
When Ashley said that Amber had an idea for her, me, and Ashley that didn't involve a lot of clothes, I being a teenage male of course thought of something very different.
After school was out for the last time, there were some tears, some cheers, and a whole lot of screaming and carrying on from those in the senior class. Most of us were headed to the beach to begin our celebrations and I found myself driving with Amber and Ashley as companions.
They, being cheeky, decided to change into bikinis in the car on the way. Amber was in the front with me while Ashley was in the backseat. My rear view mirror gave me a partial view of Ashley, to which she maneuvered herself to more fully be visible for my benefit. Her firm B-cup breasts jiggled slightly from her efforts to remove her clothes in the backseat. Her lightly tanned and lithe body deftly maneuvered the space though, which was fun to watch.
Amber, beside me in the front seat, was not at all shy about taking off all of her clothes before putting on her bikini. I was always astounded at her deeply tanned skin and fantastically long legs and was grateful she was not shy. She kept her sneakers on which was oddly hot. She took her time putting on her bikini and between her and Ashley, it was a wonder I even partially kept my eyes on the road.
After the excitement (for me at least) of watching two incredibly hot 18 year old women get naked in my car, it was difficult to hide my erection. Amber noticed this as well.
"Aww, did our changing make you feel all special down there?" Amber cooed.
Ashley's head appeared over the seat, an eyebrow raised. "My, my, it certainly does look that way. What a naughty boy, peeking at girls while they change their clothes right in front of you."
Her mock chiding aside, it did not help the tightening in my cargo shorts. Amber started sliding over to me. "Here," she said, sliding onto my lap carefully. She moved my foot off the gas and took over. She motioned me aside and I slid over to the passenger seat.
"There," said Amber. "Now you can hop in the back and change."
Sweet!
I hopped into the back with Ashley, undoing my belt and taking off my shoes. Ashley, with a smirk, promptly hopped into the front seat.
Ugh. Not so sweet. She continued to look back at me, somewhat expectantly.
I took off my shirt and shorts, my half-ridged member swinging about from my movements. Ashley, still looking back, offered no assistance in helping me find my swim trunks. Amber, for her part, just adjusted the rear view mirror in my direction.
I finally found my trunks and donned them. With the windows down I decided to just sit back and enjoy the warm wind and try not to think about the two bikini clad women in the front seat.
When we arrived at the beach our friends were already there with alcohol and various other substances being pretty freely distributed. It was a graduation party after all, so that meant all sorts of liquor induced frivolity once could imagine.
I was never a huge drinker and, thankfully, neither were Ashley or Amber. We mingled and danced and partook of the intense volleyball matches that seemed the standard for a beach party.
Eventually towards dusk someone appeared with a trunk load of burritos from somewhere, and this lead to more drinking after having something to sop up the alcohol in our systems.
As night came on, Amber and I grabbed my car blanket and retreated towards the rocky area away from the party to watch the sunset. Amber sat behind me and wrapped us in the blanket. I could feel her warm, bikini clad body pressed up behind me, which made for a very contented feeling.
After the sun went down, Amber broke our silence. "You know," she started, "I had a favor I wanted to ask you involving you and me and Ashley."
"You mean a different one than what Ashley said about us and the 'very little clothes' that ended up just being you all teasing me after bumming a ride?"
I may have been a little miffed.
Amber kissed the back of my neck. "That was her fault. She decided to fuck with you so that's on her."
"OK then, what was your favor?" I ask.
She looked at the last vestiges of sun coming out of the west before answering. "I was thinking about when I came over for, as you called it, that drive-by fucking."
"Good times," I commented.
"And I thought about it more and more, and it got me curious about wanting to watch. Being watched was hot, but I sorta want to see it in person. And...I want them to know they're being watched. Does that sound weird or fucked up?"
"Not at all," I told her. "What do you think porn stars do for a living? They know they're being watched and I think they even get off on it a bit.
"Its not bad you want to see that. It's kinda hot when I think about it."
"So," she said, "you wouldn't mind if I asked you to fuck someone while I watched?"