Senior Year Memories Ch. 21

"I can agree with that," I said, grabbing her by the hips and slowly pulling her down me until she'd swallowed me to the root.

"Excellent," she replied, picking up the pace as she rocked back and forth on my cock. The way her body was tensed and the way my cock felt, I knew we were both open nerves just ready and waiting for that one last push over the edge to cum. I hoped I could hold out long enough for her to cum first, but with Rose Ferris being the one riding my cock, I knew that was an unlikely hope at best.

It was at a moment like that that I thanked god for Brooke and Haley being there, because if anyone else wanted Rose to pop off sooner rather than later, it was them. Each of them slid up beside Rose, sandwiching her between them as she fucked me, kissing and licking and fondling her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Though the sight was enough to get me close to the same, I was happy that it seemed to be pushing Rose closer, faster.

"You gotta cum, you gotta cum, don'tcha sweetie? It's okay to cum, cum on him, you know how fun it is, just cum, pretty, pretty please?" Brooke said in a sickly sweet whimper, the kind that could get any man or woman to do some truly terrible things. She tweaked one of Rose's nipples daintily in her hand before bending over and taking it in her mouth.

"Yeah, cum for us, slut. Ryan says you're still the same girl you used to be, well, prove it to us. Prove to us that you're still one of the biggest fucking sluts in this whole fucking school," Haley hissed.

Nearly gasping for breath she was so close, Rose said, "I don't... have to prove... anything to you... fuck... SLUTS... but, oh FUCK I'M STILL GONNA CUM, I'M GONNA CUM, CUMMING, CUMMING, MOTHERFUCKER I'M CUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIING!!"

I'd been on the receiving end of a fair few epic orgasms in these past few months, even been fortunate enough to be the cause of more than a few of them, but Rose on top of me probably had to take the cake. Whether it was the buildup or the upswelling of emotion as she had reunited with her two old friends, I couldn't say, but you'd have thought she was struck by lightning for how hard this climax took her. The sudden impact of it caused her to cry out with a high-pitched, pleasurable wail, her body jerking with enough force to send Brooke falling backward onto the ground. Haley held onto her tight, only barely, and helped Rose through the powerful orgasm.

I was tipped over the edge the moment she first squeezed me when her orgasm hit, but the moment she squirted on my stomach I completely lost it. I held onto Rose tight, thrusting out the last couple heavy thrusts I was capable of before cumming deep inside of her. It felt like a floodgate had opened for how much cum I pumped into her, grunting and groaning, not wanting to let her go while I still had a few drops within me yearning to burst forth. In the brief moments Rose's eyes were capable of opening, we looked at each other, into each other.

I hadn't gotten to spend as much time with Rose as I'd have liked over the past few months, but with what we exchanged there, I knew it wasn't about the amount of time we spent together, but how we spent it.

Utterly spent, Rose collapsed onto me, kissing and babbling incoherently in a manner that would probably make her embarrassed for dropping her usual cool, but it wasn't something I was going to hold against her.

It took a while for both of us to come down (and Haley being there next to us, touching and kissing us both as we came certainly didn't help on that front), but since we were in no hurry, we both sat contentedly conjoined without a care in the world.

At least until Brooke spoke up.

"Hey, these blankets you got on this chair here, they good to get, like, dirty?" Brooke asked, pointing to a few old comforters Dad and I kept handy just in case we had company and they got cold.

"Yeah, whaddya have in mind?" I slurred. Words were not exactly my strongest suit right now, nor were they Rose's for the way she dreamily looked at me and kissed me.

"Now, I know we don't got enough people to make it work like it's usually done best, but I think we can at least half-do a decent Mouth Party," Brooke said.

"Mouth Party?" I asked.

"Oh, one of those would be lovely," Rose replied, stretching and smiling like a very satisfied cat.

"I don't know, but I'm willing to try; first time we'd have had a guy at one, but there's a first time for everything," Haley replied, licking her lips.

"What the hell is a Mouth Party?" I asked no one in particular, though I guess since I was still looking into Rose's eyes, I might as well have been asking her.

"I could explain it, but it'll be a lot more fun to hear Brooke describe it, won't it, Brooke?" Rose asked.

"Totally," Brooke said, spreading the blankets out on the floor.

"You heard her," Rose said, standing up on wobbly legs that barely held, a river of our own juices flowing from her pussy down her legs and onto the blankets I was suddenly glad that Brooke spread out. Almost at once, Haley crawled between Rose's legs, lapping up our juices like it was the greatest thing she'd ever eaten, savoring each drop with great relish.

Smiling cutely and daintily walking toward me, Brooke started, "So, once upon a time a bunch of us cheerleaders got together to gripe about boyfriends and how shitty most of them were, since, like, we got our own tastes, but only certain types of guys seem to be into us and most of them are shitheads. It was good ol' Cap'n Dakota who said, like, hey, we were all friends, and we'd all seen each other naked, why couldn't we just take care of each other when we got horny?"

"That... makes about as much sense as anything else in this town," I said.

"Totally," Brooke giggled, dropping down between my legs and playing lightly with my softened and very sensitive cock. "We started just hanging out at her house and, you know, pairing off and, like, fucking each other silly, but sometimes we, got more than two people together and then a threesome became a foursome and a foursome a moresome and, well, you get the picture."

It was a very nice picture. I nodded. Brooke smiled, kissing a drop of cum away from the tip of my cock.

"Well, sometimes you want a good formal orgy where, like, everyone's going crazy on each others' pussies, and sometimes you wanna just pair up with someone you like or find crazy hot, but, like, sometimes that's not what anyone wants 'cause we're tired or just don't want there to be pressure or anything like that if we like had a big game and didn't wanna deal with serious orgy setup shit afterward but still wanted to get off, so Dakota created this thing she calls a Mouth Party. We just spread some blankets out on the ground and it's just like this low key, chill place where we can hang out with no pressure or expectations, make out, go down on girls you wanna go down on, play with toys if you got any, laugh, talk, do each others' hair and fool around as much or as little as you want until people are ready to, like, do more, or not if they're not. It's pretty sweet, especially if, like, we've all cum as hard as we have and need a way to, you know, relax, be casual and shit. Good way to recharge," Brooke explained, occasionally stopping to take my cock in her mouth and lick off the mixed juices, but otherwise getting really into her little monologue.

Though the image of a bunch of naked cheerleaders writhing around and occasionally going down on each other sounded like something I really wanted to see, the reality of having a casual, relaxing bit of fun after what we'd just done sounded kind of perfect.

Taking her head out from Rose's thighs, Haley added, "We've never had a guy in a Mouth Party because guys don't tend to know what to do with themselves and are fucking assholes when it comes to having patience and gentleness and all that shit, but we like you, I think, and it's not like this is an official Mouth Party or anything, so, we can fuck with the rules."

"It's not like Dakota's here to tell us what to do, ladies; we can do whatever the fuck we want," Rose said, running her fingers through Haley's luscious red hair while the bustier cheerleader continued to go down on her.

"So, you wanna join, or you just wanna watch?" Brooke said, still slowly licking my cock clean and ending by sucking on my balls. With any other girl, I'd have thought that she was trying to coax me into the Mouth Party with this act, but with Brooke I knew that she was just that affectionate and sexual and was legitimately asking me whether or not I wanted to join.

"After all that excitement, I could use a little relaxing," I said.

Letting my balls drop from her mouth, Brooke exclaimed, "Awesome!"

She crawled over to the spread out blankets and lay down next to Rose and Haley, running her fingers through Rose's hair with one hand and gently squeezing one of her own nipples with the other. After the frantic insanity of our couch fuckfest, seeing an act so gentle, so sedate, so intimate as these three girls enjoying each others' bodies in such a relaxed way was almost a shock to the system, but once I fully wrapped my head around it, I knew it was something I wanted to be a part of.

I crawled over, laying down on my stomach next to Brooke and taking her other nipple into my mouth, lightly sucking and nibbling on it while she moaned.

"Mmmm, that's really nice," Brooke said.

"Thanks," I said, smiling. "I try."

"You do a not so bad job," Brooke admitted, running a hand through my hair. Rose moaned loudly as Haley continued to eat her out, stealing Brooke's and my attention for a moment, but only just. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, enjoying the sweet giggle that it pulled from her.

"How are you, these days? Feels like I haven't seen you in forever," I said.

"It's totally been a minute, hasn't it?" Brooke said, leaning in and making out with me for a moment. My hand drifted down to her pussy, softly rubbing at her folds, and when Brooke parted her thighs to give me better access, I slowly began to finger her.

"I've been good," she said. Then, rolling her eyes up thoughtfully, she added, "Well, good by me. Not the kinda naughty that'd take me off Santa's list, but, definitely naughty."

"Kicking ass and taking names?" I suggested.

She laughed. "More like fucking ass (mine) and learning names of new people I'm fucking. Lotsa fun!"

Rose was moaning more steadily, her hands more fully pressed into Haley's hair, urging her on to eat her more and more. For what a bitch Haley was, she was doing what looked like a really good job at pleasuring her old friend. Whether it was some form of her apologizing for being such a bitch to Rose or she just loved eating pussy or some combination of those, it was hard to say, but it was fun to watch as Haley expertly brought her friend closer to an orgasm.

Brooke bit her lip and looked at me. "I kinda-sorta-definitely-maybe-but-really-definitely-sorta got a boyfriend."

She said this with great nervousness, as if she were revealing a great, embarrassing secret to me, the kind that would make me think less of her.

"Kinda-sorta-definitely-maybe-but-really-definitely-sorta?" I asked, hoping I didn't miss any words.

"Well, we're a thing but he's cool with me doing all of this too, and, you know... he's a really sweet guy, really cool, and I really like him, and..." Brooke trailed off.

Thinking on how similar that sounded to Josie and me, I nodded softly.

"As someone new to the relationship game myself, let me say: congratulations," I said, smiling and fingering her a little more insistently.

"You're happy for me?" she asked, her breath likely short from a combination of nerves and what I was doing with her pussy.

"Are you happy?" I asked.

"Yeah," she replied.

"Then I'm definitely happy for you. Totally," I said, throwing in one of her favorite words for emphasis.

"Yay!" she exclaimed, looking about as cute as I'd ever seen her. She leaned in, kissing me energetically.

Brooke King was someone I was used to seeing happy, since it seemed to be pretty much her default setting, but this, this was a whole new level of happiness for her, which radiated back easily and made me even happier for her. Though fingering her was definitely fun, she deserved more than that for opening up to me. I slid down the blanket, settling my face between her legs and started to eat her pussy.

Eating pussy had become one of my favorite things over the past few months, but since fewer were sweeter and more responsive than Brooke's tiny pink little slit, hers was always a particular pleasure to lap up. She was always responsive, laughing and giggling, squealing and cooing and offering naughty words of encouragement as I brought her close to another orgasm. She looked down at me and at Rose next to her in equal measure, the two friends smiling at one another, reaching out and holding each others' hands while they were orally pleasured. If I were in a rush, I might have felt competitive and tried to beat Haley to getting Brooke to an orgasm, but fully in the spirit of the "Mouth Party", I didn't. I ate Brooke at the pace that felt natural and sweet, not even picking up my pace when Haley brought Rose to another screaming climax.

Watching the two of them holding hands, first as Rose came, then as Rose helped Brooke through her own orgasm a couple minutes later, was undeniably one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.

Though the two of them seemed to be thoroughly wrapped up in each other through this, when she'd fully come down from her orgasm, Brooke looked down at me and smiled.

"Thanks, Ryan," she said sweetly.

"Anytime," I responded.

"I'm gonna go over and, like, make out with Rose and then finger her some more and we might make each other cum some more, 'kay?" Brooke said.

"You won't hear any complaints from me!" Rose said.

"Go for it," I replied. Brooke gleefully crawled over to her friend, and unable to avoid the opportunity I playfully swatted her on the ass as she went. The sight of the two blondes immediately embracing each other, their bodies intertwined, hands finding each others' pussies as their lips and tongues mashed together, it was undeniably erotic as fuck.

That it was interrupted by the two biggest jugs I'd ever seen filling my sightline was not something I was going to complain about.

"Let's make out," Haley said, a hint of her usual bitchiness in her voice, but this was more of a request than her usual demanding style.

"I'm good with that," I said, rolling onto my back. Though I would've been happy with her lips, the way she leaned in it was hard not to suck on her nipples they just looked so good. The way she moaned, and how her hand found my cock, I wasn't complaining that she took her time to find my mouth. When she did, it was every bit as passionate and fiery as I'd come to expect from her.

Haley rolled half on top of me, half off, kissing and jacking me and giving me ample room to reach down and finger her dripping cunt.

"You've been busy," I said, curling my fingers down into her.

"My friends have a way of doing that to me, what can I say?" Haley grunted as my digging fingers found her G-spot.

"So, we're friends now? Is that what we are?" I hissed, returning some of the usual venom she saved for me and fingering her harder. In response, she jacked me even more energetically. With my precum mixing with a variety of juices, it was already slick and responding very nicely to her touch.

"I don't know, mmm, keep doing that you fucker... I don't know what we are. I don't know you like I know them, but I know, fuck, I know I like being around you, because we always have fun, and you seem nice... and if you did this, not expecting this, you'd have to be nice... you did that for us, for me, even though I've been nothing but a cunt to you... so, yeah, I guess maybe we are friends, if you'd want me," Haley said.

I doubted Haley and I would be close friends, not like me and Tori used to be, not like Brooke and Rose were, not like Brooke and I were now, but with only a little thought I realized that having her as a friend was something I actually didn't mind.

I rolled so that I was on top of her, climbing between her legs and lining my cock up with her pussy. I didn't know if this was or was not within the spirit of a Mouth Party, but I was just following my cock at this point. The way Haley looked up at me expectantly, nodding and biting her lip, I don't think she minded one bit.

"Yeah... yeah, I want you," I said, sliding my cock back into her pussy.

"Oh good... oh good, you fucker... I could really use a friend like you," she groaned as I slowly fucked into her.

Unlike what sex with Haley was usually like, there was something weirdly sensual about being on top of her like this. In the past it had always been a dominance game, a frantic union where both of us were desperate to get on top of the other and not give the other an inch. Since I was pretty good at pleasuring her, it was easy for me to come out on top. Now, though, we felt like equals for the first time, I think. I just looked down at her, smiling and slowly pushing all ten inches of my cock in and out of her, watching as she dropped her defenses and smiled up at me with a pure, pleasured look.

I kissed her, a sweet, soft kiss that she returned in kind. Haley Campbell may have had a strong and defensive shell when it came to everyone else, but right here and now we were just ourselves. No edge, no nerves, no defenses, just two people joined with each other and enjoying some soft, steamy sex.

"Okay, if they're gonna do that, I'm gonna totally bust out my strap-on," Brooke said, breaking apart from Rose only long enough to run over to her purse. Rose looked from her to us, her hands at her pussy and watching the show. She slid over so there were only a few inches between us, the better for all of us to be close by while we fucked.

By the time she looked up at Brooke, Brooke had already expertly slid on the pink straps of her strap-on and inserted a shockingly large, red and white striped dildo with stripes that ran perfectly along the spiraling ridges around it.

"I call it my Christmas Miracle!" Brooke explained. "Longer 'n thicker than even Ryan's monster, I'd bet!"

"I don't care what you call it, so long as you're good to fuck me with it," Rose growled, pulling Brooke down on top of her. Brooke squealed, laughing and smiling as she crawled down between Rose's legs.

Though I knew I should've been more focused on Haley, it was almost impossible not to be transfixed by the monster of a dildo being pressed into Rose's pussy lips. Thankfully, Haley seemed to be about as distracted, her mouth open in awe at the large toy.

As Brooke enthusiastically slid inch after inch inside of her, Rose's eyes bugged out, her moan filling the room.

"Oh fuck yeah, yeah, that's definitely bigger than Ryan's; no offense, Ryan," Rose said.

"None taken," I said, my own jaw nearly dropping open as Rose, with only some difficulty, took the entirety inside of her. "Nicely done."

"Thanks," Rose grunted, looking down almost impressed at having taken it all. "That's fucking huge."

"Well, yeah! Do I know how to shop or, like, do I know how to shop?" Brooke asked.

"You know how to shop," Rose, Haley and I all said almost in unison. Then looking at each other at the insanity of the situation, the four of us burst out laughing.

"Okay... this is all fucking well and good and fun, but I'm really close to cumming, and I think Ryan is too, can we, you know, stop laughing and start getting off?" Haley asked, looking up at me and kissing my neck.

"Totally!" Brooke squeaked as she started to fuck Rose.

I looked back down at Haley and began fucking her again. "You're a lifesaver."