"I can't be sure, of course, but you'll be seeing a lot of sexy bodies today – the girls will all be in bikinis. Plus, my friends having a pretty good track record of teasing guys till they get a hard-on, especially when they're all together in a group ... it's not exactly a game, it's more like a group turn-on. I have to admit, it is pretty hot to see a nice bulge on a guy after flirting and teasing, and, truth is, they often end up in bed with one of us. Well, Amber usually, but not always."
"Oh. Well, I better not wear a swimsuit then. It'll be too embarrassing."
"Don't worry. I've got an idea. Change back, and we'll get going. Oh, and grab your music – we can listen to it while we drive."
A few minutes later they were on the road. Jake put on one of his playlists, and they jumped through it, listening to the first bit of each song. Kari quickly realized that Jake had a great mix of familiar dance music as well as infectious, upbeat songs she had never heard before but could feel her body responding to. Jake explained that these were popular songs in the dance clubs in Europe and Africa, but probably hadn't made it to the U.S. It was better than anything she could come up with – better in fact than anything any of her friends could manage. By the time they got to the surf shop, Kari was sold and told Jake he had the DJ job.
Jake liked the quality of the merchandise in the store, and Kari explained that the prices were quite good too, although Jake had no real reference frame. Before long, they had picked out a couple of trunks that Kari decided looked very good on Jake, a few t-shirts that were form-fitting and nicely showed off his build, and some new sunglasses as well. The composite effect of these new clothes, Kari knew, was that Jake would look like a model from one of those fashion magazines, and she began to eagerly anticipate the reaction of her friends.
The next stop was at a nearby department store, where Kari instructed Jake to buy some bikini briefs, explaining that he should wear these under his trunks to prevent the "tenting problem". It occurred to her that Jake might need an overhaul of his underwear as well, but that could wait to another day. After the department store, Kari suggested they get a smoothie at the local Jamba Juice to tide them over until the party.
They found a relatively private table on the outside patio area, and Kari took a deep breath started talking in a low voice, "Now that we're set for the party, I was thinking that we should get to know each other better by, you know, sharing some stories. I mean, if I'm going to be your sex coach, I better have some idea about your sexual history, and if you going to trust me, it's only right that I tell you mine first. I gotta tell you, this is scary for me – no one knows everything that I'm going to tell you. But it's kinda exciting, too ... I mean, I suppose I always wanted a confidante, but Maria is the only person I've come anywhere near trusting enough, but a lot of stuff I just can't share with her."
For the next half hour, Kari described her history, all the way from starting to masturbate when she was 12. At first, while they were both working on their smoothies, Kari talked in an almost clinical style, describing her early experiences petting and fantasizing. After they finished, she continued with the story of her first and most intense voyeur experience: watching Jim and her mother have sex in the shower – the same shower they used the night before – about a year after Jim married her mother and moved in with them. As always, recalling the scene got Kari very aroused – her faced flushed, her nipples hardened under the thin material of her shirt, her panties were wet with her oozing juices.
She described how, not long after that experience, she lost her virginity when she was 16, how she had gotten into giving guys blowjobs in her senior year when she was stoned. She talked about her college experiences: meeting guys at frat parties for unsatisfying one-nighters, a drunken threesome with her roommate and her boyfriend that was very hot, but led to her roommate moving out after her boyfriend wanted to continue in the threesome. She described at length the sex with her two long-time boyfriends – the first one liked it rough and eventually this led to her first and only experience with anal sex, the second was kind of submissive and she often took control, including some very light bondage. Finally, she briefly described some of her on-line adventures, although she decided that she could best show Jake this part of the story.
"Well, that's all" she finished, looking straight into Jake's eyes, "you know all there is to know about me, except some of my secret fantasies. I'm saving those for later. Now, it's your turn. But let's leave here ... before I soak through my shorts. Telling you this has got me really turned on, and I'm so wet I'm probably squish when I walk."
"Yeah, I'm ready to go," Jake replied, "and I hope no one notices the lump in my jeans."
"Mmmm ... stand up, I want to see."
Jake did so, and Kari stared at his bulging crotch and licked her lips, "Is that my dessert?" she asked coyly, then laughed out loud when Jake quickly sat back down, his face turning red.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. But, you better get used to it – my friends are going to play cat and mouse with you at the party, at least until one of the pussies pounces." She took his hand, "Come on, let's go."
On the drive back, Jake started to share his own history, "Jim was right about me when he said I was pudgy and wore thick glasses when I was last here in San Diego. I was definitely not part of the popular crowd, but I tried to convince myself that was OK because I was too shy to be with groups anyway. If I got really nervous around people, I would start to stutter – well, you can imagine how that went with the other kids. So, I just stayed at home, and practiced my piano. That was one thing I was good at – I still play. Of course, I was still a horny boy once I hit puberty in 8th grade, and I would sometimes jerk off in my room, usually fantasizing about my sister's friends. Unlike me, she was very pretty and popular, and her girlfriends were very cute, too."
"In the summer between 8th and 9th grade, the situation at home got a lot more exciting. One day, I came home early when my piano lesson was cancelled to find Gina and Terri, one of her cute friends, sunbathing by the pool, which was a common enough occurrence. Of course, I watched through a window in my room upstairs without letting them know I was there. Then, Gina began spreading suntan lotion on her Terri's back, unhooking her top and rubbing the lotion all over. Then she did it on the back of her legs, running her hands all the way up to Terri's ass and slightly under her suit bottoms, first on the outside of her legs and then moving to the inside. I saw Terri spread her legs wider as Gina worked up the inside of her thighs, and then raise her butt as Gina's fingers reached her crotch area. And then suddenly, Terri had turned over and they were kissing and touching and squeezing each other's tits. I was excited out of my mind – I was jerking off like mad while I watched."
Jake was staring straight ahead as he spoke, so he didn't notice that Kari's left hand had moved between her legs. She could feel her swollen clit through the damp cloth of her shorts, and rubbed it gently, just enough to feel the pleasure of her touch but she knew she couldn't lose control while she was driving. They were almost home.
Jake continued, "I can still remember exactly how Gina brought Terri off, sucking her left nipple, her hand in Terri's bikini bottom, rubbing frantically. Suddenly Terri arched off the lounge chair and I could hear her cry out even from where I was. She collapsed back and twitched a couple of times, and I spurted harder than I ever had before, all over the wall and the floor."
Jake paused, and Kari pulled her hand away, suddenly self-conscious. After long seconds had passed, he looked at her suddenly and said, "So, I guess I became a voyeur that day. From then until we moved away, I spied on Gina whenever she was alone with one of her girlfriends. Usually, it was after school ... Gina and one of her friends – over the course of the year, there was Terri and 2 others – would go to her room and fool around. We shared a bathroom between our bedrooms, which she locked whenever she was there with a friend. The door knob, however, was missing on her door, had been for years, so I had a peephole. I actually bought this little spyglass device that I could insert through the hole so I could see more of the room. I guess I learned a lot about foreplay and going down on a girl from all those hours watching through the peephole. I was quite the little pervert."
Kari spoke up, "Oh, I don't know about that. It seems that all straight guys like to watch two girls together, and I can't imagine any teenage boy passing up the opportunity you had, even if he was part of the "in-crowd". I had heard Jim and my mom talking about Gina living in NYC with her partner – it seems she's completely out of the closet now. Was she then? I mean, did your parents know?"
"No, not then" Jake replied, "Well, she told them late her senior year, right after they announced we were moving to Switzerland in the summer. They were shocked at first – I mean, she had plenty of dates with guys – but they were cool about it after that, they are pretty liberal. Gina stayed in the U.S. to go to college, she didn't move with us ... which meant an end to my voyeurism. You know, I stopped over in New York and stayed with Gina for a couple of days before I flew here." He shook his head, "It was pretty weird. I mean, it was great to see her, and she's really happy, but her partner Sara ... well, that would be jumping ahead."
Jake stopped, as they had just pulled into the driveway, and Kari commented, "That's Jim's truck, he must have got home while we were out. Shit, I'm going to have to run upstairs to change – my shorts are showing a wet spot, and I likely smell like a whore in heat. I'm sure he'll want to see you, anyway – if he's still awake, he may have crashed already. Usually, he's completely exhausted when he comes back from a wildfire."
