Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updating this series. I've been busy. This picks up at the end of Chapter 3. Thanks to all of you that have read and commented on this and all of my stories.
WARNING: This chapter contains male/male sexual content. Do not read any further if your eyes are sensitive to that sort of thing. Please keep your 1-star votes, ugly emails and comments to yourself. This story has been bisexual from the beginning. You've been warned.
Leslie rolled off me and laid back between Jeff and I catching her breath. Jeff and I had both fucked her again as well as her instructing Jeff on the proper way to orally please her. Despite having spent quite a bit of time with my mouth on her, I felt like I picked up a few pointers for future use. We laid there kissing and touching. There were a lot of smiles exchanged back and forth.
"I don't suppose I need to remind you two about keeping this to yourselves," she asked.
"Uh, no you don't," Jeff said.
"You're not the one I'm worried about," Leslie said before she turned back to me.
"What," I asked.
"You're not going to tell Jeannie or Katie about this, are you," Leslie asked.
"I hadn't really thought about it," I replied.
"Then don't," Leslie laughed. "I don't want Jeannie to be mad at me."
"Why would she be mad at you," I asked.
"If you popped her cherry this morning, she might be a little upset if you and Jeff tag-teamed me the rest of the weekend," Leslie laughed.
"I don't know," I said. "She wants us to make love with Katie when she gets to Dallas."
"Have they been fucking around with one another, too," Jeff asked in disbelief.
"I probably shouldn't have said anything," I replied.
"Ha, yeah maybe," Leslie smiled. "Wow. I wouldn't have imagined either of those girls doing the things they've been doing."
I thought about trying to explain what had happened, but I realized I'd said more than enough already.
"So, what happened between you and Jeannie," Leslie asked. I explained what happened Friday night and she was beside herself.
"God, I can't believe she wore that bikini. Unfortunately, she doesn't quite have the top for it, but I bet her cute, little ass looked great, probably better than mine," she said.
"It was amazing," I agreed.
"Then what happened," she asked. I explained the bath and then getting in her own bed and me licking Jeannie. I explained Jeannie putting on Leslie's glossy pantyhose and all that had happened there.
"Damn, that's so fucking hot. You're such a perverted little shit," she laughed. "And this morning? You fucked her in my bed, didn't you?"
"Yes," I said, sheepishly.
"I've never even fucked in that bed and my nephew and niece did," she gushed.
"It was where we were," I smiled.
"One thing I know, the four of you are all coming back up here for a few days before the summer's over," Leslie smiled devilishly.
"Oh, yeah," Jeff asked.
"Oh, yeah," Leslie replied. "If they like to fuck around, I want in on some of that. They're both fucking hotties."
"You are such a slut," I said with a smile before I kissed her.
"And you think you're any better, stud," she asked with a smile of her own.
"I guess not," I said.
"I never imagined this all going on, but fuck if it's not hot as hell," she said.
Jeff and I nodded agreement.
"You guys want to go to town tonight and have a little fun," she asked. "I'm getting hungry."
"I'm game," I said.
"Yeah, sure, but where are we going to go? We're not old enough," Jeff said.
"I know people," Leslie said confidently.
"Okay," we agreed. We went to the master shower and washed one another. She took particular delight in watching Jeff wash my cock. With his hands on me and her naked body pressed against mine I was hard again almost instantly.
"I'm looking forward to the next day or two. I've never known guys that messed around together," she said before she kissed me. We finished washing and left the shower to dry. It was an additional opportunity for us to run our hands over one another's bodies.
I hadn't really brought anything to go out in, but Leslie insisted a t-shirt and shorts would be fine. Jeff and I dressed while we waited for her to touch up her make up. When she came out of the bathroom, she was just wearing her bra. We watched with interest as she put on a tank top and a denim skirt. It was really short, and I couldn't believe she wasn't wearing panties under it.
"Come on," she finally announced. We walked out to the Jeep and I moved to the driver's door.
"How many beers have you had," Leslie asked.
"Three," I replied. "Over three hours. I'm okay."
"You better be. I don't think I could talk my way out of that with Daddy if I let you get a DUI," she laughed. "Not to mention your parents."
"I'll be fine. I'm accustomed to being the responsible one," I said.
"Yeah, right. The responsible one. You've banged two of your family members today," she laughed. I started the Jeep and we headed down the road to town. Leslie directed me to a restaurant/bar she knew.
"We can get something to eat and then go someplace else, if you want," she suggested.
It was a nice place and as we looked through the menu I couldn't decide what I wanted. The decision making was not any easier as Leslie's hand continually grabbed my cock through my shorts. We finally decided what to order and Jeff excused himself to go to the restroom. As soon as he left the table both of Leslie's hands were in my lap.
"Jeez, what are you doing," I whispered to her.
"Playing with the biggest cock I've ever had," she smiled. "You're not wearing underwear, are you?"
"So, neither are you," I replied.
"No, I'm not. Maybe you should put your hand up my skirt before Jeff gets back," she said.