"Eenie, meenie, minie, mo" (closed)

[PollyWannaCracker]

"Eenie, meenie, minie, mo"

Paula Howard was scrambling quickly to put the final touches on the last party of her high school years. She had invited more than two dozen girls from her graduating class for a "Girls Only" blow out affair at a beach house about 30 miles from their home town. Some of the girls could only stop in for a few hours, some of the girls were staying just a night, and others were planning on staying for the entire three day weekend, from Friday night to Monday afternoon.

There was one strict rule by which all of them had to abide: NO BOYS. This was a girls only weekend, so those who had boyfriends had to cut them out of their lives for at least a few hours and possibly even as much as three days. Paula, who was actually known by her friends as "Polly", had told them that if they couldn't do without cock for that long, then they simply weren't invited.

This was ironic maybe because Polly had indeed invited one cock to the weekend long party: her brother's. Will Howard needed this party more than anyone else she knew in the world. He had just recently turned 21 and was still a virgin. Oh, it wasn't because there was anything wrong with him, not at all. He was handsome and fit, and though he was shy when compared to his party hearty twin sister, he had a wonderful personality. Many girls and women over the years had shown interest in him, including many of Polly's own friends and classmates.

But three years ago, during the summer after he graduated high school, Will had fallen in love with a girl from the next town over, Maryann Spencer. Maryann's family were the conservative types, far different from Polly's more liberal family, and the two young lovers had committed themselves to abstinence until they graduated college and then got married.

Polly thought it was a wonderful thing for Will to commit to. At least, until it wasn't. Maryann, it turned out, had been sleeping around for the last year or so, something Will had only discovered recently. The two had broken up, obviously, and Polly had tried to get her brother out of his funk by setting him up on dates. But he just wasn't ready to get out there in the world again.

So, this weekend, Polly was going to make him get out there, even if it meant throwing him naked into a swimming pool with a dozen equally naked women who would happily rape him to death. Well, maybe not to death, but, you get the picture.

This weekend, Polly was going to present him with his choice of willing young beauties, telling him, "It's your time brother. Pick, or I will. Eenie, meenie, minie, mo. I choose that one for you, bro'."

 

[The_gladiator]

His sister was glad he liked her. That was the provailing throught filling Will’s mind as he drove his dad’s beatup old ford down the highway. His gps said he was 5 minutes from the beach house his sister and their friends had rented for their big party. That he liked his sister had to be the only reason he was driving this far to bring her supplies. He didn’t drive 4 hours for just anyone.

Speaking of driving that far, she would have to get over the fact that he would have to stay there at least tonight. There was no way he’d be driving back, not with it already 6 PM. His last class had ended in the early afternoon, and he had headed out afterward, but Will had never been one to like driving at night. She was probably aware of this fact when she asked him to drive the supplies for her, since her car wouldn’t hold it all, but he hoped it would not offend any of her friends.

Will had his switch, and some books, he knew how to stay out of their way. Will truthfully had no idea what he was in for this weekend. Oh, he thought he knew. A bunch of annoying girls he would have to tolerate. That’s pretty much how Will saw most women these days after his ex’s betrayal. They were all annoying, and not worth his time. Well, that’s what he told himself anyway, it beat admitting he was shy, a bit awkward, and didn’t know how to meet women.

It just stung so badly that he had made those promises to Marianne and to learn of her betrayal, there just weren’t words. His whole world changed when Polly had told him that she’d heard things about Marianne. He hadn’t wanted to believe what he’d heard, but when he’d confronted his girlfriend she’d admitted it freely. “It was just oral,” she had just blown it off. However, it was a big deal to Will, after all, if she was going to blow someone why not him? Her response was if he wanted it that badly he should have taken it. What the fuck? He wasn’t like that. He didn’t even know she’d be into that let alone have the courage to suggest such a thing, let alone do it.

Those thoughts were swept aside as Will pulled into the drive of the beach house. Blowing out a deep sigh, he got out of the truck and moved around to open the gate to begin unloading, wondering if his sister would even come to help.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

Polly heard the old beater of a truck pull up and hurried out to the driveway. She'd made the trip with two of her friends, Annette and Diana. Each of them were old friends, and while they were, of course, Polly's age, they'd grown up knowing Will very well. Each of them had also fantasized about being Will's girlfriend at times, but his long term relationship had nixed that in the bud.

Each of the two friends rushed up to Will one after the other, throwing their arms around him, hugging him, then declaring their sympathy for what he was going through with 'that ungrateful bitch, Marianne', as one of them called her.

"Get your hands off my brother," Polly demanded playfully, pulling them away and sending them toward the back of the pickup, "and start unloading. We have work to do."

She gave her brother a devilish smile before glancing toward the energetic girls. She asked him, "Interested in either of them, bro'? I'm sure either one of them or even both of them would take your mind off your Ex."

He didn't have a chance to answer, though, as a loud car horn cut through the relative silence of the afternoon. A convertible pulled to a stop in one of the many graveled parking spaces, and one after another, 6 more girls unloaded, displaying the same boisterous energy as the first two had. There were hugs and kisses between the girls, and to what looked like a surprise to her brother, each of the girls came up to him all smiles, greeted him with joy, hugged him, made some comment about how good he was looking these days (which meant 'Now that you're available', of course), and then moved on to make room for the next girl.

This went on for well over an hour, with cars arriving every five or ten minutes with any number of girls bailing out. And each and everyone of the 18 young women who arrived interrupted Will's unloading of the truck with hugs and compliments, sometimes even with a hand caressing his muscular chest or patting him on a firm butt cheek before laughing with joy.

"That's the last of them," Polly told her brother just as the sun was dipping down to the distant watery horizon of the Pacific. "There's more coming tomorrow, but everyone who's coming tonight is here."

She handed him three one hundred dollar bills, saying, "I need you to do something none of us can, obviously. City Center Liquor has an order of beer, wine, mixers, etcetera, waiting for us. It's under your name."

Polly laughed, saying, "Yeah, that's right. I needed you for more than just bringing over the chips and dips, dummy. We could'a bought those ourselves. Fourth and Main, the store with the big blue awning, and hurry 'cause they close at 8pm."

 

[The_gladiator]

Will returned the hugs of Annette and Diana. He smiled his appreciation for their words of support. He considered the women seriously as his sister asked him his thoughts. They were both attractive in their own ways. Annette taller than Diana, with dark hair and an athletic body. His eyes lingered on the curves of Diana. The redhead was certainly attractive in her top that left very little to the imagination. However they were Polly’s friends, surely he couldn’t be interested in them.

Before he could answer they were interupted by a flood of women. The next hour and a half or so was taken up with a mixture of unloading the truck and greeting all the women. He was surprised at how kind they all were, he expected most to be irritated he was present. However he had brought most their food, the big tent to set up for them to keep the son off them outside, and even the volleyball net.

However, the real reason they were all so nice to him became clear as Polly approached him to go to the liquor store. He sighed, running his fingers through his dark hair, green eyes studying his sister. “I’m not sure I approve of this,” he told her. Though he did accept the money and head toward the truck’s driver seat. “Fine, I’ll go, but send someone with me, I’m not loading and unloading this truck with that much booze alone.” His eyes were challenging, sure that she would not agree, that none of her friends would go with him.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“I’m not sure I approve of this.”​

"And I'm not sure that the girls won't strip you naked and throw you into the street if you don't get them booze," Polly said without a moment's hesitation. She turned him for the driver's side of the pickup, telling him, "There should be about forty bucks left over, so ask the liquor store guy what else he would advise for mixers, chips, those super rich chocolates that are like two for a buck."

When Will said he wasn't going to do all this work alone, again Polly didn't hesitate. She turned and hollered toward the open door of the house, "Terry Jacobs! Get your ass and your fake ID out here."

As they waited, Polly explained, "You can't take a minor to the liquor store, even just to pick up stuff if you are legal, like you. Terry's the only one of us who has a fake ID and actually looks like she's legal age."

The young woman who headed out of the house certainly didn't look like she was 18 or 19, like the rest of the girls were. She was a raven haired beauty with fair, flawless skin and a face that was meant for magazine covers. She was five foot ten without the extra three inches of heels currently at the bottom extent of her long, luscious legs. Her figure easily mapped out at 36D-26-36, give or take a bit in the best ways given or taken.

Her top half was tightly contained in a cropped, spaghetti strap blouse of narrow black and white stripes, the effect being that it only further emphasized her wondrously boosted titties. Her bottom half was just as sexily displayed, in a pencil skirt hugged her ass, hips, and thighs like a second skin.

"I need you to go with my brother to the liquor store," Polly said, jerking a thumb toward the passenger door.

The tall beauty walked first up to Will, though, reaching out to pat his chest with an open hand as she looked him up and down hungrily. With a sultry tone, she purred, "Love to."

Then winking to him, she took Will by the hand and led him around to the passenger side, telling him, "A gentleman always opens the door for a lady."

Once the door was open and it was time to step inside, Terry reached down to her thighs and slowly began pulling the skirt upwards until the lower hem was almost to her ass. She smiled wide, explaining about the skirt, "Getting in and out of this heap of yours isn't easy in something like this."

Her long, luscious legs were on full display as she took Will's hand and used him for support to get up into the family rig. Then, after he'd closed the door and started around for his own seat, Terry looked to the widely smiling Polly and winked.

 

[The_gladiator]

Will could only shake his head at his sister’s response, though he honestly couldn’t doubt the veracity of her words either. As she yelled something about a fake I.D. He looked surprised. He didn’t approve of that either, but he wasn’t aware that you couldn’t take a minor to a liquor store, taking a moment to appreciate that there were some areas where his sister knew more than him.

He was sure he had met Terry when she had arrived, but for Some reason Will hadn’t gotten a good look at her at that time. He sure good a good eye full as she approached. In her heels she was about an inch taller than he was, and honestly for the first time in his life he didn’t mind. He was pretty sure that his friends would call her smoking hot, or something, he had never kept up with today’s terms. All he knew for sure was that Marianne never dressed like that. “I have to admit, she does not look 19,” he commented as she approached.

At the sound of her voice Will started. “Thanks, would appreciate the help.” He let her take him by the hand and lead him around the truck. Her hand was long fingered, strong yet still very shapely. Will noticed things like that, hands. Well, he had noticed her breasts and such too, but the hair that flowed over her shoulders and the feel of her hand in his had become of particular note to him, as he fought to not stare at her breasts.

He had a new thing to admire as she lifted her skirt. “God, your legs just don’t quit, do they? Are you a runner?” he asked trying to cover up that he was staring, yet again. He cleared his throat and when she was ready closed her door.

Getting in on his site Will lifted one of his long legs currently covered in his jeans to climb into the truck. He also wore a black polo, he tried to at least be presentable at his classes, and had not bothered to change out of it, though he had unbuttoned the top couple buttons, exposing hints of his chest as he moved.

Throwing the truck into gear, he backed out of the drive. “So, Terry, is it. How do you know Polly?” he asked. He was never the best at small talk, but it beat the hell out of riding in silence. “I don’t think I’ve met you before.”

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

When Will helped her up into the pickup truck, he said:

“God, your legs just don’t quit, do they? Are you a runner?”​

She laughed as she playfully pulled the skirt up another inch or two, teasing, "Only when men I don't want to catch me."

Terry laughed at Will's reaction, adding, "You're gonna be fun. I can tell."

They headed off down the lane toward the road back to town. As they did, Terry feigned a bit of discomfort with her seating arrangement. She leaned back into the bench seat and lifted her ass, allowing her to pull the skirt up another couple of inches. When she finally settled in, it was so high up her long, luscious legs that the red thong she wore underneath was only barely hidden from Will's view.

“So, Terry, is it. How do you know Polly? I don’t think I’ve met you before.”​

"I've only been at school here since middle of junior year, and honestly, I don't socialize much with my fellow students," she answered. Her eyes never left him as his continued on their trek and she continued talking, a big smile often spreading her brightly painted lips. "I don't mean I'm a snob or anything like that. I just mean that I don't actually spend much time on campus. I'm AP, so I don't really have many classes with your sister or the other girls. I take most of my AP classes at the community college or online, sometimes at home. And as far as the 'social' stuff, I tend to hang with an older crowd. Mostly graduates, most college students."

She giggled, sounding more like her own age of 18, before saying, "As you can guess, I tend to date older men."

Terry leaned toward Will and laid a hand upon his thigh, just inches from his crotch as she said with a sultry voice, "You're an older man, right? Older than your sister, I mean."

She didn't actually say 'older than me, and therefore an older man relative to me', but the implication was there. Of course, most of the men Terry dated were in their late 20s or even their early 30s, and recently she'd been spending some quality time naked with the father of one of her own high school classmates.

She would have loved to hear Will's answer to her 'you're older' question, but before he could get a word out, Terry very bluntly said, "Your sister tells us you're a virgin. Is that still true?"

 

[The_gladiator]

Will kept his eyes on the road, trying not to notice her adjusting and pulling the skirt higher. He wanted to say something but didn’t, just blundered on with his questions about who she was. When she lay her hand on his thigh, he could only gulp and nod. He was spared answering her question about his age by her next question, which to him was far more mortifying. He could feel the warmth of her hand, and it was an effort to keep driving with the feel of it.

Though that compared nothing with the embarrassment of her question. He spluttered, actually flinching away from her touch Flicking his green eyes at her when they stopped at the light to get on the main road. “Why would she tell you that. Of course, it’s not true,” he bluffed. Will had never been a good liar, and it showed as he set his jaw and turned back to the road. “Why do you ask?” he asked after a few heart beats. Surely, she wasn’t coming on to him. This had to be some kind of joke. He actually looked at her again, was she filming this to make a joke for the other girls.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“Why would she tell you that. Of course, it’s not true,” he bluffed.​

Terry could sense the deep discomfort and potential embarrassment. She leaned back into her seat, removing her hand from his leg but leaving it in the middle of the seat, ready to return if she found the need or want from either of them.

"I'm sorry, Will, am I making you nervous?" she asked with that same, soft, sultry voice.

“Why do you ask?” he asked after a few heart beats.​

Terry's lips were wide with a delighted smile. It had been a long time since she'd made a man this confused with his situation. Okay, okay, maybe last weekend wasn't a long time ago, but still she was enjoying this very much.

"I think your sister intends for you to lose your virginity this weekend, Will," she told him bluntly. Terry again slid her hand atop Will's thigh, this time with her pinky finger ever so slightly brushing against a bulge that she was pretty sure wasn't a lucky rabbit's foot. "I just, well, it's been a long time since I made a man a 'man', if you know what I mean."

She pulled her hand back again, fearing that any more of that caressing might cause him to explode then and there and quite possibly put them both in danger. However, Terry turned in her seat just a bit toward him and lifted one of her tall heels to rest near the 'hump' from which the manual transmission's shifter rose. The effect was that 'if' Will peeked her way, he would surely get a view of her red lacy thong and the shape of the twin folds that were likely on display within the panties' thin cloth.

"I was just contemplating the possibilities," she went on, suddenly pointing across the dash to the left side of the road, saying, "There, there's the liquor store."

 

[The_gladiator]

She saw right through his lie. Of course she did. He blew out a sigh. “Why would any of you all remotely want to help me lose my virginity….err, I mean I can’t lose something I don’t have.” He said trying to reclaim the lie, but it was gone.

Her hand was on him again and he actually sucked in his breath with a gasp. Her touch felt good. It had given him visions of hand jobs while driving. He’d not even had that, that had to feel heavenly.

He was spared from further embarrassment though when she pointed out the store and he quickly turned into the parking lot. He Put the truck in first his elbow brushing her leg. He then turned off the truck and turned to face her starting as he got an eye full. He gulped again. “Uh. Wow…I should go get the order,” he told her. Did you want to come in with me or wait out here?” He asked trying to regain his cool, his hands in his lap stealthily hiding his erection.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“Why would any of you all remotely want to help me lose my virginity….err, I mean I can’t lose something I don’t have.”​

Terry laughed loudly, responding, "Oh, Will, Will, Will. You really don't know women, do you?"

They pulled into the lot and he got a look at the red patch of cloth between her thighs. Terry did nothing to hide herself. After all, she hadn't struck this uncomfortable pose for nothing.

“Did you want to come in with me or wait out here?”​

"I'll come in, if you'll be a gentleman and get the door again," she answered.

When he came around and swung it open, Terry intentionally slid off the seat, rather than using her feet and hands to lift herself out of it. The result was that her skirt lifted entirely up to her lower waist, revealing the lacy red thong.

"Oops," she said casually, reaching down and wiggling her body this way and that to unhurriedly put the pencil skirt back down around her hips, butt, and thighs. She looked to his crotch very conspicuously, then back up. She smiled as she kissed his cheek again, and as she curled out around him to enter the store, she told him, "There's no reason to hide yourself, Will. Most girls like to know when they are having an, um, 'effect' on guys."

Terry waited for him to get the liquor store's door for her, then entered and strode around as he dealt with the clerk. She'd volunteered to come to help him load the purchase, but as she wandered, she made it clear that she had no intention of doing so by waggling her professionally manicured nails and saying with a laugh, "Really?"

She left the two men to load two boxes of hard liquor, four cases of beer (two domestic, one imported, and one with four-six packs of local microbrews), and two more boxes of various mixers. As the men worked, Terry had collected and delivered to the counter another eight bottles of liquors and liqueurs. She teased Will, "You'll have a better shot losing your virginity this weekend if the snobby girls are tanked."

The clerk couldn't help but laugh, leading Terry to do the same. The total actually ran far beyond the $300 Polly had given her brother, but before Will could even consider pulling out his own money ('if' he had any) or suggest that the tall, leggy brunette put anything back, Terry stepped around the end of the counter to ensure that the clerk got a look of her from head to toe.

"How short are we?" she asked the 'Average Joe' who looked to be in his late 20s.

He was entranced with her and didn't immediately catch the question. Then, looking to the register, he told her, "Fifty-two-fifty."

"Wow, that's a lot, isn't it?" Terry asked. She reached to her thighs and began slipping her pencil skirt up her thighs with a slow, sexy shifting of her hips. With the clerks eyes firmly on her lower body, Terry looked to Will and smiled. This show was more for him than it was the clerk, of course. She asked the man, "And what if I showed you my panties."

The clerk stared at her with enlarging eyes. When her panties revealed themselves, Terry stopped and asked again, "How much now?"

The clerk looked like he was about to fall over. He'd unconsciously locked his knees in shock at what was happening, which was interrupting his body's circulation. Newly recruited military troops who were inexperienced with standing at attention in formation sometimes did this, toppling to the pavement from a lack of oxygen to their brain.

The clerk looked to the register, tapped a couple of buttons quickly, then told Terry, "If I ring you up as one of our commercial dealers, one of the bars, there's, um, there's still twenty-twenty-seven."

Terry didn't hesitate to reach her thumbs up under her skirt to the waist band of the thong, asking, "And if I 'give' you my panties?"

The man's breathing had increased noticeably, and try as he might, he couldn't lift his gaze from the leggy beauty's crotch. He finally mumbled, probably not even aware that he'd spoken the words, "We'd be even. Yes. Yes, I think, yes, I think that would cover it."

Looking back to Will again, Terry slowly pulled the thong from her hips, down her thighs, and past her knees. Once there, it fell away to her feet as she did a little dance. She took one foot out, turned her back to the clerk (her butt was on full display for a few seconds before the skirt fell to hide most of it) and lifted the second foot to present the tiny piece of cloth to its new owner on the spike of her high heel.

The man tentatively reached out and claimed his 'payment', staring at them as if they were the contents of the Holy Grail. Terry gestured to Will to pack the new bottles in a nearby box, then set about smoothing her dress back in place.

"I think we're done here," she said, stepping forward to kiss the clerk on the cheek. She came around the counter again, asking Will, "Shall we?"

 

[The_gladiator]

Will was more than willing to help her get out of the truck again, though he was shocked at the show he got. “Uh, you’re showing your assets,” he muttered. Though, it was clear she didn’t care. Shrugging he followed her inside.

He had brought her for help, but it was clear she wasn’t gonna help. He rolled his eyes, he was gonna have to tell his sister and complain. However, he was not what he expected.

Both the clerk and he were staring how could they not. Though he was horrified he was also excited. “You made that guy’s day,” He told her when he got out of the door. “Are you sure you should have done that?” Will was all to aware that she had no panties now, and he was curious what the view would have been like that he got before he’d gotten out of the truck without the panties.

He stepped to her door opening it. “I was gonna bitch about you not helping, but you did just save me 50 bucks, so I guess we’ll call it even. He extended his hand to her. “You have a very interesting way to nigotiate. You seem quite…good at getting what you want,” he said his eyes on hers.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“You made that guy’s day,” He told her.​

Terry giggled. "Yeah. I did, didn't I?"

“Are you sure you should have done that?”​

"No harm, no foul," she said, curling around him to once again get into the truck. "It's not like I fucked him or anything."

Terry pulled her dress up high again, smiling to Will as she did. She was tempted to give him another peek at her 'southern treasure', but didn't. She asked for his hand to get in again, and down the road they went. Will talked about her having an interesting way of getting what she wants, and Terry laughed yet again.

"My father was an All Star linebacker in high school, and that got him a scholarship to U-Dub," she told him as they headed back to the rental house. "My mother was a brainiac in science and mathematics, and that got her a scholarship, too, to MIT."

Turning in her seat and crossing her right leg over her left, 'almost' giving him another peek, Terry told Will, "We all use what we have to get what we want."

She glanced to the man's groin again, wondering if he was still hard. "Tell me, Will. What do you want? And what do you have to get it?"

 

[The_gladiator]

Will was a tad oblivious to her suggestive tone. He seemed to consider her question seriously. “I’m not sure. I’m studying Pre-med, so I guess I want to be a doctor but honestly I’m not sure that’s really what I want to do… How about you, what do you want?” He asked as he drove. He pulled onto the highway his hand on the shifter as he moved the truck into a higher gear.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

Terry couldn't help but laugh aloud at Will's misunderstanding. She saw the surprise in his face, to which she apologized, "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you. I just..."

She studied him for a moment, marveling at just how naïve he was. Oh, Terry didn't have a problem with naivete: often, she'd wished she made it through high school not knowing as much about life as she did or not doing some of the things she'd done. But that was the past, and it couldn't be changed. And as it would be, things hadn't turned out as bad as they could have been. She'd never been pregnant, she'd never been raped, she'd never gotten addicted to drugs: life was good.

"How about you, what do you want?”​

Again, she studied him, wanting to tell him 'I want to claim your V-card as soon as we get back there.' But while she knew of Polly's plan for her brother this weekend, Terry didn't know all the details, such as whether or not the girl had already picked a sex partner for Will or whether it (the deflowering) was supposed to happen a certain way at a certain time in a certain place.

Terry would have been happy to have the truck pulled over on the side of the road right here, right now, so that she could mount Will's cock and show him what 'it' was all about. But she wasn't about to mess with Polly's plan if one was in place.

"What do I want?" she asked, not yet sure what she was going to say. Will turned the pickup off onto the road leading to the house, and Terry sat back in her seat to say, "I want to teach you how to make a Tequila Sunrise when we get back."

 

[The_gladiator]

“Sounds reasonable,” Will said with a half shrug. “Makes sense that someone know how to bar tend for you all. Not that I’m condoning drinking but seems reasonable the sober one be the one to mix drinks.” Will sure had interesting interpretations of things at times.

He shifted gears and flashed her a smile. “Is that your favorite drink?” As he asked they pulled into the drive. Will wished he didn’t feel so awkward. He had never been the most comfortable around women, especially not one so beautiful and forward as her. He suspected she could teach him a lot. He wasn’t allowed to think like that though, he was just here to do a favor for his sister and make sure things stayed safe.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

Terry listened to Will talk about drinking and drinks, and she replied appropriately about each. But she was still smiling wide to him, awed at how oblivious he was to what was ahead of him.

Part of Will's 'near future', of course, was his misunderstanding about who was here to do whom a favor. Polly, Terry, or any one of the other young women here tonight could have flirted with some 'of age' male local and both gotten their booze and their bartender. But neither if those needs had anything to do with why Will was here: he was here to lose his virginity, once and for all.

Polly hurried out of the house at the sound of the arriving pickup truck, calling out, "What took you so long?"

It hadn't actually been 'too long' as she'd described it, but the other girls had been getting antsy with the lack of alcohol. She called back to the house for help, and one after another, half a dozen of the teens emerged to excitedly begin unloading the boxes.

Polly sidled up to her brother, softly asking, "So? What do you think of her? Of Terry?"

Before he could answer, though, the tall, leggy brunette moved up to the both of them, slipped her arms around their waists, kissed Will on the cheek, kissed Polly on the cheek, looked between them with a devilish smirk, and declared, "I'm no longer wearing pantries."

As Polly's eyes widened at the assumption that her brother had already lost his virginity, Terry just laughed, snatched up a bottle of Tequila, and headed away.

Polly looked back to her brother with the wide eyes, waiting for an explanation.

 

[The_gladiator]

Will had helped Terry out of the car and stood awkwardly as the women began unloading the truck. He shrugged at his sister’s inquiring look. “I had nothing to do with it. Apparently Terry believes in Agressive Nigotiations. I mean star wars classified that as nigotiating with a light saber, but I’m pretty sure that counted. The look on that clerk’s face. He looked like he was given the keys to the kingdom.” Will actually laughed again, awkwardly. “She is pretty sexy, though I’ll be honest a tad intimidating. Definitely someone who is way out of my league… I mean, not that I’m looking at her in that way, but if I was.” He shrugged. “She asked me to bar tend for you all. I had planned on staying the night so I suppose that will be ok. Probably better than just playing nintendo in one of the bedrooms.” Again with the shrug. “Hope you’re ok with that.”

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

Will's denial of being involved in Terry's shedding of her panties was almost instantaneous:

“I had nothing to do with it.”​

He spilled out some story about a store clerk that Polly didn't fully understand but, she was sure, would be filled in on later.

“She is pretty sexy ... I mean, not that I’m looking at her in that way, but if I was.”​

"You sell yourself short, brother," Polly said, moving up to give him a quick hug before stepping back and taking his face into her hands. He was almost three years older than her, and yet Polly sometimes felt as if he was her 'little' brother. "You're a great guy, and any one of these girls would be lucky to be your girlfriend."

He spoke of bartending as opposed to playing video games all night, and Polly excitedly responded as if she hadn't planned on him being involved. "Sure! Yes! I think that's a good idea!"

She moved aside to let the last girls arriving fill their hands with bottles and such. (Polly didn't understand why, but none of the others had picked up a box and taken it the easy way. Instead, they'd each grabbed a bottle in each hand, sometimes two in each, and hurried back inside, laughing or singing or tossing back their appreciation to Will.)

"Why don't you go inside, Will," she told him as they unloading ended, "and find my laptop. It's in the bedroom on the right in the hall that's on the left. See if you can find some recipes for mixing drinks. The house's wifi password is 'beach', B-E-A-C-H."

She urged him to hurry with a bit of a shove in the right direction, telling him, "You can set up a bar on the kitchen island, and I'll send someone down to the store to get more ice. That's the one thing we forgot, ice. And we need more chips. And dips. And chocolate!"

Whether he went into the house right now or needed to speak to his sister some more outside first, when Will did get inside he would find the party already very much underway. Someone had connected their iPod to the rental house's stereo, blaring out a mix of pop songs. Several of the bottles of alcohol were already open, though, the girls thus far were just mixing them with Coke and Sprite and 7up with what little ice they'd found in the fridge's upper half. All of the girls had shed their jackets and most were barefoot as they either pranced around, danced around, or plopped down into the soft chairs and couches.

 

[The_gladiator]

Will was aware of his sister’s touch and her hands on his face. He shrugged. Even her touch felt nice, he totally needed to check his head. “I don’t think they want to be my girlfriend Sis, They just feel bad for me with what Marianne did.” He shrugged and headed in the indicated direction.

The party was in full swing and Will had to doge more than one woman on the way through the living room, up to and including a woman that tried to tug his hand to make him dance with her. “I have to go find Polly’s laptop, maybe later,” he told the petite blond kissing her hand before he let her go. Was that more smooth? Lately all Will had felt was awkward around these women.

Opening the bedroom door in question he paused at the sight that greeted him. The lace of the boyshorts framed the ass of the woman quite well and the blue string of the thong disappeared between her cheeks.

Before he could react the redhead turned around. “Diana,” he said stupidly. “Fancy meeting you here,” he said his eyes glued to the very full breasts so pale on full display before him. He watched as she lifted her hands to cover her breasts, they spilled over and somehow heightened the image for Will.

“Will, I was just in here changing, what Can I do for you?” Was that a purr? Had Will just heard her Purr.

“I uh, needed Polly’s Laptop. It’s on the bed behind you. Sorry to walk in on you, really need to remember to knock. Makes sense you in here bunking with Polly, afterall you came with her,” Luke was babbling now his eyes finally lifting to find the redhead’s gaze, wondering how much trouble he might be in for his stares.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“I don’t think they want to be my girlfriend Sis, They just feel bad for me with what Marianne did.”​

"My god, you really don't know anything about girls, do you, bro?" she asked. She could have explained that half of the girls in there would jump at the opportunity to sooth his woes over his recent breakout, while the other have would jump him just knowing he was a virgin. Oh, but wait, Will wasn't a virgin, according to his own declaration. Yeah, right.

The young woman in the bedroom did the expected thing when she turned to see Will there, lifting her hands to hide her nipples and maybe half of the amazing melons that were her all natural DD breasts. Other than that, she did nothing more to hide herself from him, let alone chastise him for the invasion of her privacy.

“Diana,” he said stupidly. “Fancy meeting you here,”​

She explained she was just changing, and he explained he was here for his sister's laptop.

"Sorry to walk in on you, really need to remember to knock."​

"I'm sure you've seen breasts before," she responded without thinking. When she recalled the Marianne tale, she donned a sympathetic tone, saying, "Sorry, Will. That was unthoughtful. I was sorry to hear about your breakup."

Diana wasn't, of course. She was one of Polly's oldest friends, and her 'coming of age' years had been spent yearning over her friend's brother, who of course had been 'taken' all that time. The well sculpted redhead had been dreaming of this moment for years, and even though neither she nor Polly would tell Will, this 'chance encounter' was actually a set up: as soon as the pickup truck had pulled back up to the house, Diana had rushed off to this bedroom to strip with Polly's blessing, in the hopes that maybe this would be the moment her dreams came in line with his need to finally 'get some'.

As he retrieved the laptop from the bed, Diana asked with an almost pleading tone, "Do you have to leave so soon, Will?"

And as he looked to her, the bosomy redhead with the fair skin and a galaxy of freckles let her hands slip from her boobs to her smooth belly.

 

[The_gladiator]

“Seen breasts before, that’s a joke right? Of course I have…In pictures,” he added that last part in a muttered undertone as he stepped to grab the laptop. At her inviting words he turned and his mouth fell open both at the sight and the words.

“Uh…” was all he could say. “I mean…did you need help with something?” He glanced to her face then back to her large breasts. “I really should stop staring but my god they’re… um, perfect,” he told her covering his own mouth with embarrassment as he stood rooted to the spot.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“Uh…” was all he could say. “I mean…did you need help with something?”​

Diana wasn't sure how to respond, uncertain as to whether or not Will was joking or being serious. It was heartening, though, that he couldn't seem to get his eyes off her impressive bosom. She was used to men staring at her 'knockers', having begun seriously developing them all the way back to when she began puberty at just 10. She tired of all the ogling at times, but tonight Diana was very happy to be showing them off to Polly's brother.

“I really should stop staring but my god they’re… um, perfect.”​

"Thank you," Diana said, smiling wider. "I'm glad you appreciate them, not that I had anything to do with 'growing' them."

She giggled. Then, stepping just a bit closer, she said almost in a whisper, "You can touch them if you want, Will."

 

[The_gladiator]

Will watched and listened as she spoke, “well, whoever had to do with growing them is pretty good at it… god or what have you.” He felt his cheeks flaming a bit.

That’s when she moved closer, and made her offer. His eyes widened, and he was frozen for a moment and then reached out. The laptop fell to the bed with a muffled thud and his other hand came up. “Really?” He asked hands hovering in the air between them not quite touching her but clearly desiring that. “You’d really let me? I’ve never…” and there it was, the cat was out of the bag, Will in that moment couldn’t find his lies about his experience that he didn’t have. “No one has ever offered before,” he told her his voice also low. His eyes lifted, the green of his gaze finding the blue of her eyes. It had been difficult to look away from that bounty that indeed he wondered what they felt like, but he did, his eyes asking a million questions.

 

[PollyWannaCracker]

“Really?”​

Diana giggled, responding, "Really."

“You’d really let me? I’ve never…”​

The girl's eyes opened a bit wider at the beginning of a confession Will didn't complete. She'd been told by a reliable source (Polly, of course) that the 21 year old was still a virgin, and while she'd had a difficult time believing it, Diana trusted her best friend not to be jerking her around just to get her brother laid.

But never touched a woman's tits? Ever? Never ever?? That was just something Diana hadn't even imagined.

She stepped closer to Will once again, reached out to take both of his hands in her own, and lifted them slowly until they were resting softly upon her magnificent mounds of flesh. She asked him quietly, "So, what do you think? They feel like you expected?"

Diana gave Will a moment to respond, 'if' he could, the told him, "You can squeeze them, or just caress them. Or pinch my nipples. I like that, but, softly, like they're a baby's fingers and you don't want to hurt them."

She let her hands caress their ways down his forearms, giving Will more freedom to touch as he wished but also ready to help guide him some more if needed. "Most people call this 'second base'. 'First base' is kissing, but to continue with the sports analogies, you sort of hit a double on your first at bat."

Diana was enjoying Will's touch, which despite being inexperienced, was doing wonders for her ever sensitive nipples and breasts as a whole. She reached out to take his face in her hands, pulled him to her, and pressed their mouth's together in what became a very erotic and, she presumed, very educational French Kiss.

"That's first base, which at this point is sort of going the wrong way," she said, giggling. Then, after kissing him again, long and wet, Diana whispered, "If you go lock the door, we can talk about you maybe stealing home plate, if you know what I mean."

Then, always the conscientious one, Diana asked, "Do you have a condom?"