“Within reason, I think,” I added, not wanting Camille to get the wrong idea. I looked at the pool and saw that there were light fixtures underneath the water. Camille noticed what I was looking at, and said, “Tonight’s in the hot tub, Jim. There’s also a new rule for the midnight party that you’ll probably enjoy.”
“Oh?” I asked.
Camille would tell me no more.
For dinner, we ate hamburgers and hot dogs.
Kristen and I went for a moonlight cruise in one of the canoes. We found that it’s not particularly safe to fool around in a canoe. During one quickly aborted attempt, we realized that a canoe was very prone to capsizing and decided to wait until we got back from our ride.
Kristen and I ended up in the master bedroom for a quick sixty-nine at ten. “I don’t want all those other girls getting your best,” Kristen said. She knew that I was going to be the “victim” at midnight.
Later on, we all were in the room that housed the hot tub for the second Twelve Party. Lynette took the ballots, and I wasn’t too surprised that I was selected as victim, but I hadn’t expected that it would be unanimous! I voted for myself because I hadn’t wanted to upset Camille’s plan, but I hadn’t known that everybody else was in on it as well.
Lynette told Kristen to lead me into the hot tub.
Kristen took my hand and we started toward the tub.
“Wait,” Lynette said. “I forgot. There’s a special rule for this party.”
“What is it?” I asked, remembering that Camille warned me about this.
“No bikinis allowed in the hot tub. Only guys can wear bathing suits—except the midnight victim, of course.”
I heard a couple of gasps at Lynette’s new rule.
“Let’s make it more fun,” Lynette said, grinning and taking off her bikini as she was talking, “No bikinis at all in this room!”
Kristen was already undressing, and I saw more than one guy checking out her marvelous charms. When she was finished, Kristen took me by the hand and the two of us entered the hot tub.
As soon as we entered the tub, Kristen untied my bathing suit and helped me take it off. She threw it to Camille, who was naked by this time.
Camille and Lynette were completely naked and looking at the rest of the party. “No bikinis, girls!” Lynette repeated. “And the price of entry into the hot tub is a kiss from Jim. You’ll have to wait until Kristen is finished with him… one at a time!”
The couples seemed shocked. The guys were bug-eyed, looking at the ravishing bodies of Lynette and Camille, who seemed to have no inhibitions at all with being nude with over a dozen people in the room. Camille glared at her cousin, who started to fumble with her bathing suit.
“Guys, why don’t you help your dates?” Lynette suggested.
All of the boys thought that this was a wonderful idea, and after a minute, there wasn’t a dressed female in the room.
I didn’t exactly witness this, since Kristen was sitting directly on my cock. She was actually fucking me in the hot tub! Her arms were around my neck. After our kiss, Kristen moved toward my ear and whispered, “If you kiss anybody other than Camille this way, I will have your nuts in a jar on my dresser.”
I was shocked by the way Kristen talked, and it took me a moment to understand that she made an exception with Camille.
Kristen wanted me to fuck Camille?
I looked shocked at Kristen, who smiled. “Camille’s got it bad for you, honey. The two of us I have talked quite a lot, and I promised to allow her full access to you, as long as she doesn’t steal you from me. I explained to Camille exactly what I’d do to each of her breasts, her pussy, and her ass if that happens. I think she’d rather fuck all the horses on the Budweiser team than get me pissed. Anyway, I told her before that if she doesn’t do it at this party, my deal is off, so you should expect it to happen. I don’t want you to refuse her because you think I’d be upset.”
Kristen was moving up and down on my cock as she said that. If I hadn’t come in her mouth just a couple of hours before, I might have shot into her at that moment. My girlfriend was making a gift of one of my closest friends!
Kristen kissed me briefly again. “Maybe Patty, too, but not during this trip. I don’t think Toby would understand.”
Again, my jaw dropped, but Kristen disengaged herself from me and swam away. Kristen was actually going to let me fuck other girls? This sounded totally unlike the jealous and protective Goddess I knew.
June was the next one to get into the hot tub to get her price of admission. She came over to me quickly and kissed me full on the lips.
June’s skin was chocolate-brown in color, and the center of her breasts were quite dark—dark chocolate, perhaps—making her nipples look like Hershey’s kisses with light pink tips. I only saw her pubic hair briefly, but it was dark and curly.
June opened her mouth and stuck her tongue on my lips, making me open and accept it. She tasted sweet, and her body was warm and inviting.
“I’m sorry I didn’t kiss you properly at Sherry’s initiation,” I whispered to her.
“You won’t believe how unusual you were at that initiation,” June said, giggling.
I considered June to be very conservative, since she never attended parties. However, her actions with me in the hot tub belied her reputation. She hugged me tightly as she pushed her breasts into my body and continued kissing me for a lot longer than was necessary for the “price of admission.” Nervously, I glanced at Tiny, who didn’t seem to have a problem with this—he was actually smiling!
After we broke the kiss, June whispered to me. “I need to talk with you later.”
“No problem, June,” I said. “I owe you a lot for letting me know that Tiny was a great trumpet player.”
June smiled at me. She touched my erection, and it jumped in her hand. “Hmm,” she moaned, but luckily she didn’t handle me too much. I was a bit too shy to actually touch her like that, knowing that Tiny was a friend, so I didn’t reciprocate except to kiss her once again.
After a few moments, June swam away to let the next girl get her turn.
The next girl was Jill, one of the senior cheerleaders that Camille and I hooked up with Roy for the prom. “Thanks for introducing me to Roy,” Jill whispered before she kissed me. Her kiss wasn’t too long, and she seemed nervous. I made sure that I didn’t spook her, and didn’t push my luck with her—Roy was a very good friend of mine, and I would hate to make him an enemy. After our kiss, Jill whispered in my ear. “What are everybody whispering to you?”
“They are saying, ‘I’m just whispering to you to keep Jill guessing!’”
Jill laughed and swam away.
Jackie was next, and she was followed by Wendy, whom I hadn’t seen nude since our outings in Kneely Park. Wendy’s kiss was longer than Jackie and Jill’s, and she also pressed her enormous breasts into my body. “It’s been a long time, Jim,” Wendy whispered. “I’m going to UCLA and I’ll be leaving for California in a few weeks, so this is going to be a farewell.”
“It has been wonderful knowing you. Is Gerry going to California as well?”
Wendy shook her head. “He’s going to be a rock musician. I know what that kind of lifestyle entails. We’re still going to be friends, but I think I need more stability in my life.”
“I plan on being a musician as well,” I pointed out.
“You are going to marry Kristen. Money won’t be as much of an issue for the two of you. You can play as a hobby and…”
“No, Wendy,” I said, gently. “Music will never be just a hobby to me.”
Wendy looked me in the eyes and then said, “I’m sorry. You’re right. It will still be nice to have Kristen’s money…”