Mistletoeing Until Away We Go

Two pairs of lips parted, one **** to by the other's aggression. An experienced tongue darted inside, immediately asserting its dominance. Having taken control, the well-practiced kisser shifted the manner of the tongue swapping. Wet, sloppy, and overly enthusiastic, it could be seen as similar to a clueless virgin's first time. Instead, the energetic, messy swapping of spit was all about putting on a show. A show that brought catcalls, cheering, tenting swim trunks, and an embarrassed best friend.

A squeak broke off the kiss, forcing Lana to flash a cheeky smile.

"Sorry, I just had to grab a feel," the redhead told the girl, whose large breast she currently cupped. "You must have had a field day motorboating these babies," Lana directed over the blushing girl's head to the guy whose lap she sat on.

"Leave Jo alone, Lana!" Peyton ordered from the far side of the hot tub. "Your turn was only for Jared."

"Hey, you're the one calling me a slut. I merely decided to fulfill that by knocking down the last two mouthes yet to have the honor of my tongue entering," she shot back with a wink over her shoulder.

"I knew this was a bad idea," Peyton grumbled, slapping Nate's hand away from her thigh.

Upon noticing the mistletoe twig rotating, the blonde had begrudgingly given in as she and Finn had been outvoted. Wasting no time, Lana had left off where the previous mistletoe adventures had abruptly ended two nights ago. This time Finn didn't walk out, leaving him sandwiched under a smoking hot display by Lana and Skye. While still uncomfortable being so close to Skye, at least she wasn't his father's girlfriend any longer.

Nate followed next with a dubious claim that the fan and mistletoe had stopped over his and Peyton's heads. Still stuck on his lap, she'd turned around to point out that the fan had never stopped. When his mouth found hers, Peyton cursed herself for giving him the opportunity. Knowing this was their first-ever kiss, she hated to smile but did as she imagined how Bridget and Tinsley would react if they could see their children now. That smile vanished after the kiss broke off, and she noticed her best friend's smirk and the cell phone in her hand. Threats were made both ways.

An even more awkward kiss followed. Finn and JoJo had reluctantly met in the middle of the hot tub, only after heavy prodding. A brief kiss so fast that you almost couldn't tell it had happened led to a longer, chaste version. Heading back toward her spot, the shy brunette felt a wave of guilt when she noticed that Jared had closed his eyes. Abandoning her earlier decision, Jared's eyes finally opened when he felt JoJo slide onto his lap, facing away from him. Both teens sighed in contentment as she leaned back into his chest.

Of course, Lana had to have a second kiss before anyone else. Rising out of the water like a nymph, the redhead slinked her way to Jared's side to knock down the final guy in the tub that she hadn't locked lips with yet. And Lana being Lana, led her to step back and shock JoJo by jamming her tongue down the teen's mouth. All that led to now, where her hands cupped and massaged JoJo's bosom in a way that threatened to spill them out of her green and brown polka dot bikini.

"Seriously? Lana!"

"Oh, lighten up, Pey," Lana responded over her shoulder. "You used to be laid back. Whatever happened to you?"

"I've spent that last three years living with you."

"Very true," Finn remarked between barks of laughter.

"Uh, Lanana, that's hot and all, but how about if you let us get a chance," Nate commented.

"Oh, do you want to play with JoJo's tits?"

"Wha--no!"

"And why not? Isn't she hot enough for you?" Lana pushed in the dagger.

"She's...JoJo! And I think she and Jared..." Nate trailed off.

"Right," the flame-haired vixen said more to herself. Letting go of the younger girl's breasts, Lana stood up and leaned over JoJo. Despite already having kissed the gorgeous girl, Jared's eyes went wide as she leaned in to give him another soft kiss. Meanwhile, JoJo turned her head sideways as the busty ginger's big rack smashed into her face. A little moan escaped her lips. The cock she'd met last night had swelled during her kiss with Lana; now, with Lana pushing her back, the steel rod moved to rub against her bikini-covered lips. Mrs. Tarver's reminder to behave drifted from her memory only to be replaced by a different suggestion that Sean's mom had made.

"You like my tits, KO?" Lana questioned after breaking the kiss. The adventurous girl's mind raced with ideas. Who knew that JoJo had such potential? With Whitney having graduated from my training, maybe I've found a new, unexpected student if Polly keeps turning me down.

"No," came the muffled reply. "Jared's thingie is rubbing against me."

"Ooh, you two are something else. Thingie? Girl, I know you know a lot more words than thingie. The whole cabin heard them last night. Hmm, you two must be something to witness live and in person. If you want to break another cherry, KO, I'm all for joining your party." The implication of Lana's words caused both teens' jaws to drop open. Leaning down, the redhead kissed JoJo's cheek. "Thanks for letting me kiss your boyfriend." She drifted away from them, her eyes meeting theirs in a challenge.

"Uh, she's not--"

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Sure, whatever," Lana responded as most of the others felt the same as her. "Okay, who's up next? Skye?"

"Your choice, Skye. You want your ex-man's kid, risk a possessive girlfriend's wrath--"

"I'm not his girlfriend!" JoJo screeched.

"Or you can mosey on over here and get your socks knocked off," Nate finished for his troublemaking partner.

"I'm not wearing any socks, of course," Skye answered in a flirty tone. "But, I think I will mosey on down and get me a special kiss."

"Hell, yeah," Nate cheered, watching in awe as the brunette with blonde highlights left her side of the hot tub. His gaze devoured her tight, taught figure. The blue and white checkered off-the-shoulder bikini gave the impression that her firm C-cups could pop into view at any second. Down lower, the long ties on each side of her waist practically demanded they get pulled and untied. Yet, the most alluring feature had to be her angelic face, one that he needed to kiss to live a contented life. How the hell did Old Fred score this smokeshow?!

"Wait until you taste her lips," Lana teased. "I could spend all day inside--whoa!"

"Hey!" Nate sputtered as Skye surprised everyone by stopping a little sooner than expected. Cupping the cheeks of another person, she pulled the shocked person toward her face.

Peyton really hated this hot tub. Two days ago, her best friend had stolen a kiss from her. Never bi-curious, it had been her first girl-on-girl experience. While it had been pleasanter than expected, she hadn't planned to follow up with a second. There was also the matter that Nate had yanked her onto his lap. While he didn't keep her from getting off, Peyton felt that he'd be hurt if she left it. And despite their lifetime of bickering, he was still a family friend. One she couldn't stand often, but Peyton adored his mother. Fortunately, outside of playful teasing, he'd been a perfect gentleman. But now, she felt something hard rise and start poking her butt.

Shocked at first, Peyton's mouth opened as she attempted to gasp for air. Her hands waved frantically and comically out to her sides. In spite of her feelings, the passion Skye put into the intertwining of their tongues beat down her resistance. Surprising even herself, Peyton began to kiss back. Pride swelled inside her. She wasn't an innocent girl like JoJo. No, Peyton was an experienced kisser, and everyone around her needed to stop treating her like a prude. Skye struggled to keep up with the intense and passionate counterattack. Breaking the kiss, the two potential models held their foreheads together, gulping down air. Smiling, Skye offered the first thought that came to her mind.

"Funny, I thought I'd be kissing your brother way before you."

"My brother?" Peyton asked incredulously.

"He showed some impressive assets at the hot springs," Skye revealed with a smirk. "Also, a hero deserves a kiss."

That broke the spell of their kiss. Peyton shot away, pushing back into Nate's chest. The dark-brown-haired guy wrapped his arms around the model-like girl's stomach. The new position sent his hard-on up against the cheeks of her fabulous ass.

"Now, which picture should Lana send to our parents?" Nate's question alerted Peyton to the fact that her best friend had recorded another kiss. "I'm thinking our kiss goes to my mom, and your bi-side one goes to Mommy Bridget."

"She tasted awesome, didn't she, Pey?"

Lana unleashed a creepy cackle while Finn's head went into his hands.

"You guys are mean," Rachel commented, shaking her head at Gabriela and Kimberly.

"Hey, it wasn't me!" the platinum blonde denied, motioning with her head toward Gabby.

"Me neither!"

"Oh, please, Gabs. Telling a fraternity from Beamsley College that Annette's a local prostitute sounds exactly like something you would do," Rachel declared, knowing full well her BFF's past misdeeds.

"It was all Naomi. You know those Sugarbees wouldn't drop all the rivalry once we hit college. And those preppy guys certainly bought it. Rich and naive. Oh, I missed out on being a gold digger," Gabby moaned.

"I think I peed my pants from laughter when Felicity bought it. The girl's known Annette since like junior high school," Kimberly recalled, giggling for the first time on the trip. The small sound comforted Rachel. It reminded her of the nice girl she once knew.

"What's so funny?" Bridget asked, walking in from the foyer.

"The time we went to Cancun for spring break," Gabby revealed.

"Ah, yes, that trip. Some of us had to miss that one," Bridget said with a knowing look over at Rachel.

"Ain't our fault you dumb broads got knocked up so young," Gabby pointed out, causing Kimberly to spit out her wine.

"Really? That's the way you want to recall how we got pregnant?" Bridget challenged, looking up at the cathedral ceiling for a moment in frustration. "I seem to recall who among our group caught the flu first freshman year. The same slutty minx that then spread it to her friends. The same friends who had to take the antibiotics that negated our birth control pills."

"We don't know that!" Gabby protested, despite knowing it was likely correct. "Look on the bright side, if it was my fault, then at least Carmella got preggers too."

"And set up Lana and Teresa's feud," Rachel remarked.

"Whatever. God works in mysterious ways," Gabby deadpanned before cracking up. "And where are you heading off to?" she inquired, pointing to the skimpy black robe that Bridget wore.

"Joining the hot tub kids?" Kimberly questioned.

"Gawd, no! Although your oldest invited me to join them," Bridget told Rachel, who wasn't surprised.

"I don't know what to do with that girl sometimes. How she's not ended up pregnant by now is a miracle."

"I'm willing to bet you can thank Peyton for that," Bridget replied.

"Shit, I might need to move back so that Sean or Lacey can keep Jared from making me a grandma," Gabby stated in all seriousness. "I can't wait until he joins them at college."

"Speaking of my son, I'm down here to give him his new painkiller, and then I'm off to bed."

"I think I'm ready for bed, too," Rachel added with a yawn. "Tell Sean goodnight from me."

"I need to take a shower first. I feel all grimy," Kimberly complained. "I'm in no hurry to return to that dungeon that Harvey assigned as my room."

"Well, somebody needs to clean up this mess. As I'm not tired, I'll take care of it," Gabby offered, getting no disagreements back.

"If you're still up later, can you check in on Sean?" Bridget stopped to ask. "Peyton and Lana said they would, but you know...

Gabby nodded in reply. Only after Rachel's hand covered her mouth, stopping her smartass comment.

"I just love that big instrument of yours," JoJo whispered, her head turned around and buried in the crook of Jared's neck. "It brings out my high notes."

"My Pied Piper leads all the to ladies to scream," Jared stated, feeling proud of himself.

"You can be so goofy at times," JoJo giggled, slapping his side.

"Hmm, I can guess I could play Goofy. Maybe Minnie Mouse needs to be seduced away from Mickey."

"I don't know. I promised Mrs. Tarver I would behave," JoJo reminded herself more than Jared. "I think that drumstick below me is only going to cause more trouble."

"The whole point of a drumstick is to use it to bang," Jared's cheesy line sent JoJo into another round of giggles.

Turning her head back to face the hot tub, JoJo barely registered Skye and Nate kissing. Being with Jared resulted in everyone else not mattering. When he began to kiss the back of her neck, the recent virgin found her resistance crumbling further. A subtle rock of her hips rubbed the big dick below her against her slit. A second motion caused Jared to groan into her ear, causing JoJo to feel that intoxicating power again. The third and fourth times escalated into many more.

"Fuck, you feel so right on me," Jared moaned, his hands sliding up to cup her heaving D-cups. "These feel even more right."

"You like my funbags?" JoJo hissed, her dirtier side flashing for a moment.

"I fucking worship these tits," he replied, pinching both her nipples.

After her loud moan ended, JoJo turned to kiss her first lover. "You know Mrs. Tarver told me another thing besides to behave."

"What's that?"

"That if I planned to have fun tonight, I could wait until after it was over to take my pill," JoJo fibbed slightly, taking Bridget's words out of context.

"Wait...you didn't take..."

"Nope. I must have known deep down that you would flood my womb with more cum," JoJo speculated.

Moaning at the imagery that JoJo put into his head, Jared began to rock his hips too. Up top, his hands attempted to slide under the green and brown polka dot bikini. The move proved too tricky, so he reached with one hand to undo the clasp.

"You know what that means, right?" JoJo queried. Not waiting for a response, she continued, "Your sperm could be joining with my egg to make a baby right now."

"Jesus, Jo!" Jared cried, disturbed at how much the thought turned him on.

"You like that, huh?"

"I shouldn't...but gawd yes," Jared started to maul those majestic tits underneath the loose bikini top. "Imagine how big these would get."

"I used to worry about that, but no more."

"Fucking right, you shouldn't," he growled into her ear. "I bet they'd get so huge. An E or F-cup once they fill with milk."

"Oh, yes!" JoJo cried as the two teens now dry fucked in the warm water. They didn't care about the others or the water splashing around.

"I bet you'd make so much milk that our baby wouldn't be able to drink all of it."

"I would; I would!"

"And I'd make sure it didn't go to waste; you know that?"

"I know, I know!"

"And I wouldn't be happy with only one baby. Why? Because I know you'd be beautiful when pregnant with my baby."

"Oh, Jared, oh, Jared!"

"Get a room!"

Nate's voice broke their horny haze. Jared didn't care if the others watched, but when JoJo opened her eyes and saw everyone watching, she reverted to the shy girl from only a few days ago. Well, not quite exactly that same girl.

"Wait, I really didn't mean it," Nate protested.

"Let's go!" the soccer star ordered, taking charge. Clasping her bikini back up, JoJo strutted out of the hot tub, pulling Jared by his hand. Then, brimming with sexual confidence, she looked over at the others and proudly announced, "Sorry, we need a little privacy. I'm feeling hungry for this giant cock."

Silence filled the lower sunroom as the two teens put on their robes and left. Peyton felt as if her brain might explode. Having known JoJo since his earliest memories, Finn wasn't far behind in his disbelief at her sudden change in attitude. Only Lana felt a different emotion.

"Crap, I should've asked to join them."