Brandon and Ashley take it inside

Brandon held Ashley tightly, stroking her hair and kissing her as they stood at the cabin door. Ashley was his dream girl. One day they'd let her have her dream again, sharing Ashley with another man. She'd told him how exciting it was to take Absalom's virginity. Maybe they'd find another virgin guy for Ashley to bless, to give him a gift he'd treasure all his life.

And with Absalom, something in both of them responded with excitement to him being black. Now that he knew, he'd caught Ashley looking at the black guys on his team. Brandon imagined Ashley surrounded by a circle of the big defensive players, hard dicks out, joking with each other as they got ready to take her one by one, and felt a flash of jealousy and desire. Better to keep that just a fantasy. They could whisper about a scene to each other when they looked back over the pictures of Absalom penetrating deep inside her, his tight dark balls against her pale skin, the look of joy and wonder on his face as Ashley made him a man.

But there was one black guy on the team Brandon might trust for sharing Ashley. He'd gotten to know Lee first as the center who hiked the ball to Brandon to start every play, and more personally when he sat in with some of Brandon and Zack's tutoring sessions. He was serious and focused and they'd played well together. And from what Brandon had seen of Lee in the locker room and the showers, Ashley would enjoy his body. Football season was over, but he still saw Lee in class, and they still got together for review sessions with Zack.

Ashley purred, murmuring into his lips, and Brandon came back to the moment. Brandon's cock hardened, pulsing against Ashley's leg. The thin swimsuit material hid nothing. Ashley giggled as she felt his hardness.

Brandon reached a hand down and slid a finger into the leg opening of her swimsuit bottom.

Ashley tugged at Brandon's hand. "Eek!" she said, "I'm a chicken. Let's go inside."

"Inside?" Brandon said. He slid his finger around, finding her hot, wet opening. "There."

"Eee, eee, stop!" Ashley said.

"You mean it?" Brandon said.

"It's broad daylight and someone could catch us any second. Maybe a park ranger. Or Kurt, no way," Ashley said.

"Okay," Brandon said. "Sorry." He pulled his hand back ruefully.

Ashley smiled. "No, Bran, I liked it, but let's not show off to the wrong people," she said. "At least let's take it to the other side of the door."

Brandon stepped back. Ashley turned and opened the door. Brandon followed and closed it behind them.

"Oh look!" Ashley said, her voice dropping into a breathy half-whisper.

Brandon looked where his girlfriend was pointing. The doorknob of the lake bedroom had two women's socks tied onto it, intertwined. A light tan sock, Taylor's. And a bright pink one, Hannah's.

"Guess they weren't kidding about the sock thing," Brandon said. "So that's what's keeping them." He felt his heart thump, knowing the two college girls were doing the nasty on the other side of that door. And for girls together, they could be at it all day doing twelve different kinds of things to each other, even without getting kinky. His ears felt warm. "Your sister...and Taylor?"

"Sure, I never told you?" Ashley said. "I mean, even Zack knows. But I guess he and Tay are pretty close. Since right after they were roommates in college. But they have boyfriends too." Ashley frowned. "Well, they've had boyfriends. None right now, I guess." Ashley smiled. "Some of the stuff I've had you do for me, I found out from Hannah. I get lots of ideas from her."

Brandon nodded. "Well hey," he said. "Shall we go put a sock on our door?" He put a hand on her butt and squeezed.

Ashley giggled. "I kinda wanna listen first."

Brandon frowned. "Wait a minute, if that's Hannah and Taylor in there, where's Heather?"