Quiet on the Set

A tight, tiny grin appeared on the buxom blonde's face. A teenage boy surprising her in matters of sex truly could be called a rare occurrence. When that said boy radiated a wholesome, good guy aura nearly every minute of the day further heightened the unexpected event.

It looks like I might have underestimated you, Sean Tarver. Something about you brings out the cougars and MILFs. It must be that aw-shucks charm of yours. I think this is a development that needs further study.

Whitney's attention shifted away from the closed bathroom door and to the young couple sitting in front of her. Lacey and Austin were currently lip-locked in a noisy, salvia-filled embrace.

"Okay, you two, everyone else is gone, so less kissy-kissy and more fucky-fucky."

The blonde impatiently watched and waited as nothing but the kissing happened.

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"Lacey, take off your man's shirt, and Austin, get to work on those tits. Act like they're filled with milk."

The petite redhead complied with her friend's order. As the star athlete and big man on campus had his shirt pulled over his head, Whitney's eyes shot open. Deep inside her chest, a rumble started, one that shot up her esophagus like water from a hydrant. One of the most fulfilling laughing fits in the young woman's life brightened up her day. It caused her head to be thrown back from the hearty chuckling and her feet to kick out in joy. Of course, she didn't know the true story behind what brought on such raucous laughter.

Holy shit! Jared fucked him up. Look at all those bruises. Dammit, where's my phone?! Fuck, I must have left it downstairs! A picture of this would be priceless around school.

Wiping tears from her eyes, Whitney noticed that her loud laughter didn't interrupt the lovebirds even the tiniest bit. Seeing that Austin didn't follow her order to play with those tits pissed her off. Instead, he stood there, kissing his girlfriend's neck. These two are so drunk on liquor and lust; I bet I can have a grand ole time with them.

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"Listen up, Austin. It's time to strip your little sweetheart down to her birthday suit. Now get to it!"

Seeing Austin nod at her command soothed Whitney's mood. Lacey seemed lost in her thoughts, sliding off his lap to stand up without even a glance in the direction of her voyeuristic friend. Standing still like a mannequin, the petite redhead lifted one leg, then the other as her horny boyfriend stripped her bare.

"Give us a twirl, Lace," Whitney suggested. A low whistle sounded from the blonde as the redhead's tight, little ass flashed into view. "You better appreciate the girl you have, Austin. That ass is phenomenal. I bet if we grabbed an egg from the kitchen, we could crack it on that ass."

A small prideful smile appeared on the ginger's face. Her boyfriend wrapped his arms around her from behind, groping the medium-sized tits while he once again attacked her neck with his mouth.

"Austin! Knock that shit off! Lacey told you no hickeys," Whitney shouted before lowering her voice. "Fucking horny ass, little boys. And people wonder why I only date men in college."

In response, Austin turned Lacey's head to the side and began to stick his tongue down her throat once again. Turned on from her own kissing sessions in the hot tub, dressing JoJo in sexy outfits, and her competition with Vance, Whitney wanted a more torrid performance to bring herself off again. Gawd, what age are they? Fourteen? This is so boring!

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"Lace, I don't think it's fair that you're the only one naked. Strip him down, and show me what cock popped your cherry."

Her cheermate gladly went along with her captain's order. The redhead spun around, unbuckled, unzipped, and shoved down the star quarterback's pants. Often wondering how her classmates looked naked, along with what they were packing, Whitney had been curious for several years about Austin. In many high schools, the starting quarterback and cheer captain would be under intense peer pressure to date. Of course, Whitney Diamond wasn't the type of girl to be pushed into anything by others. Still, a part of her wanted to see what an alternate version of herself might have dated.

Austin's always flaunted his arms, chest, and abs by walking around shirtless. All of those muscles are quite nice. Ahh, here we go...pretty good butt. Nothing spectacular. I would have expected better. Now for the grand finale...well, that's nothing to sneeze at. I'd say an above-average length, above-average girth, but those balls of his look below average in size. Hmm, I wonder if the golden boy is on the juice or something. Dumbass does know they test for PEDs these days?

Lacey's small mouth enveloping the dick that she stared at snapped Whitney out of her musings. The sight fascinated the sexually experienced teen. She had never seen any of her close friends suck cock before. Yeah, this is what I needed. Kicking off her yoga pants, the blonde began to rub the outside of her kitty. Wow, Lace knows what she's doing. I bet she asked Lana for tips.

"Yeah, you like that big dick, don't you?" Austin asked his girlfriend, who nodded back. "Fucking love it, don't you? Never seen one bigger in your life, and never will."

Listening to Austin's porn-inspired lines and how he grabbed Lacey's hair to face fuck her embarrassed Whitney for her best friend. Can he be any lamer? Oh, shit, I almost forgot!

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"Okay, that's enough, Lacey. It's time for Austin here to pay back your good deed."

Pulling her mouth off of the dick, Lacey shot her friend an excited look. Austin's face showed more disbelief and discomfort than agreement. He watched as his girlfriend got down on the rug in front of the fireplace, spreading her legs. Unsure, the teenage boy looked back to the girl orchestrating their performance.

"What's the matter, Auss? I hope you're not one of those jerks that don't go down on your girlfriend. We both know she's willing to do that for you," Whitney taunted the prideful young man.

"No, I do!" Austin insisted, sending another unsure look of hesitation at his girl's spread legs.

Sure, you do. A few times a year, including Lace's birthday and your anniversary, makes you a wonderful boyfriend. That's so another reason why I don't date high school boys. All they do is complain.

"C'mon, Auss, make me cum with that big tongue of yours," Lacey said, trying to sound sexy. Whitney nearly laughed out loud, seeing her friend desperately struggling to hold in a giggle at her own words. Lacey's plain adorable.

Scooting her chair forward for a better view, Whitney pulled it in the spot between two couches, where they would have intersected and formed an L-shape. Spreading her legs too, she slumped down a bit in order to get more comfortable.

Once finished in arranging her seat, the blonde noticed Austin still hovering in front of Lacey's shaved pussy. Sighing in annoyance, Whitney snapped at the **** lover.

"For Christ's sake, Austin, look at your girlfriend! She's fucking hot. Body fat? Nope, nothing, nada. That tiny, narrow waist? Everyone girl in school wishes they had it. And her tush? Yeah, we already covered that, but if you don't get to work going down on her, then some other guy is going to come along and do it. He'll work magic, giving her an O-face over and over until she belongs to him. Now get to LICKING!"

Austin's face practically fell into Lacey. His tongue must have entered Whitney's friend, for the ginger looked over at her and mouthed, "Thank you."

Whitney responded with a loud, "You're welcome."

A finger entered the buxom blonde's needy pussy. Too bad it's my own. Vance gave me a workout, but this show is getting me horny again. Owen should be here! Maybe it's not so sweet that he wanted to butter up to Dad. A guy should realize what he's up for when his girlfriend's father is away for several hours. Gawd, Owen is so bland! Great, I better start looking for a new man after this trip is over. I can't stay single for long. I'm far too young and far too horny to be like Rammy.

"Yeah, right there, Auss. Right there, don't stop. NO! Go back, go back!" Lacey instructed her longtime boyfriend.

Whitney half-watched and half-evaluated potential new boyfriends. Dammit, why does it have to be winter break? I need to get up to Arbor Corners and find someone. Or maybe I can look at the office. We must have some recent hires this year. Dad won't like it, but no way can he tell me no, not after all the places he stuck his dick into at work. I should check in with Chastity; she'll know who's dating and who's available.

"No, back there, Auss. A little to the left, no, my left! Don't stop, please!"

"Holy shit, Austin. A virgin could do better than you. This is pathetic!"

Austin whipped his head away from Lacey's girly bits and turned to face his catcaller. Lacey whimpered in frustration.

"Do you fucking mind? I'm trying to get Lace off over here."

"Trying? Ha! You couldn't find your way out of a wet paper bag, you clod."

"Well, then maybe you want to come over here and show me how it's done. I bet a sl-someone like you goes both ways," Austin suggested, catching his language before he dug himself a deeper hole.

"In your dreams, Rusk, in your dreams," Whitney sarcastically replied. "The day I go muff diving on Lacey, you won't be there to get your willies off. Besides, once she experiences a real orgasm, at last, you'll be hitting the road."

"Hey, I'm over here waiting for someone to make me cum. Anyone?" Lacey called out, annoyed at her best friend and boyfriend fighting.

"You know what, Austin, just go ahead and do what you're known for. Stick it in, do a two-minute drill, and we can all go home disappointed."

"Fuck off, Diamond."

"How about getting Lace off?"

Angry at Whitney's treatment of him, Austin turned, grabbed hold of his dick, positioned it, and slid it in the waiting redhead. His unfulfilled girlfriend sighed in relief as her pussy expanded to accept its intruder. Whitney mouthed a "Sorry" to her best friend, who shrugged back, used to her steady guy's ways.

You know, at least physically, Austin has what it takes. That ass looks pretty good when he pumps in and out of her. Too bad he's such a douchebag. Lacey so badly needs a better man. College and their inevitable breakup can't come soon enough. Alternate Universe Whitney, I hope you didn't date your Austin for too long.

"Oh, Auss, you're so big. You fill me up!"

A smug Austin looked back at Whitney.

"You like my big dick? Bet you never had one like it," Austin smirked at Whitney.

"Oh, yes! You know I never have," Lacey moaned, causing her boyfriend to turn back toward her and snake his tongue into her waiting mouth.

You fucking oaf! Can't you tell that your own girlfriend is acting? Gawd, I suspected he wasn't all that great but this---

"Cummmiiiiiinnnnngggg!!!"

Whitney's eyes shot up, darting over to the bathroom door and from where Sean's muffled shout emitted.

"Well, at least one person in this fucking cabin is cumming," Whitney mumbled, frustrated beyond belief. "Hey, Rusk! Could you maybe spice it up over there? I'm getting sober and dry."

"That's probably the STD you got at that frat party. If I were you, I would get it checked out."

"Haha. Real funny. What's your excuse for being a limp dick?"

"Whitney, don't pick on Auss. He sometimes has performance issues when he's drunk," Lacey said, in-between her fake moans and cries of passion.

"Performance...I don't have any issues. See!" Austin started to speed up his thrusts to a frantic pace.

"Maybe after you blow, I can go find a real man to please Lacey. We all heard those stories about Jared at cheer camp. Or I'm sure Sean would like a taste of that sweet cupcake. Hell, I bet even a virgin like Denton could do a better job."

Austin responded to Whitney's taunts by pushing Lacey's legs up and onto his shoulders. Based on his ragged breath, red face, and lack of any comeback to the blonde, it came across as evidence that he was ready to blow.

"Harder, Auss, harder! Make me cum. Show that bitch, show her!"

"Can't...gonna...cum!"

"At least give us a money shot, Rusk!" Whitney barked.

Almost as if following his coach's play, Austin pulled out, howling while shooting ropes of cum onto his girlfriend's breasts, stomach, and belly button.

That scream of his seemed a little over the top. Fuck, I hope he thought he was putting on a show for me, or I feel awful for Lace if he does that every time.

"See, that's how you do it," Austin gasped, falling off Lacey, and onto his back.

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"Oh, I saw, Austin. You proved me wrong. You're a stud," Whitney proclaimed sarcastically while golf clapping at his performance. "Impressive, most impressive."

"Told ya," he responded victoriously. The snores that quickly followed drove home Whitney's review of his abilities.

"I'm so sorry, Lace," the blonde apologized as she leaned forward.

"It's alright, used to it," the still drunk redhead replied. Giggling, she added, "Guess I need help with another shower."

I think you need help with a whole lot more.

The creak of a stair caused Whitney's head to swing over in that direction. She couldn't be sure which stairway creaked, but when she looked down at her pantsless self and the two naked teens, Whitney realized she had no chance at covering up what just happened.

Well, it looks like we get a guest appearance. This should be interesting.