Kelly the Mystery Girl

Introduction:
I’ve been reading the stories on this site for a while now, and thought it was about time I “gave back” to the community by posting something of my own. Whether that’s a good or a bad thing, I’ll leave to each of you to decide.
This first story is true to the best of my recollection.
I was a late bloomer.
On second thought, perhaps “late” isn’t the best word to describe my blooming. I can remember having sexual thoughts and urges from the time I was nine or ten years old, but I remained painfully shy about the whole subject and so by the time I was fifteen I was still a virgin and had only kissed a girl a couple times.
A couple light kisses and plenty of solo jerking off was the extent of my experience when my friend Mark caught up with me in between classes at school one Friday. He told me that he was going over to his girlfriend Sarah’s house Saturday afternoon, and he invited me to come along because she had a friend they wanted me to meet. Mark told me that Kelly, their friend, was cute and that I’d like her. I hemmed & hawed a bit, not really looking forward to meeting someone and having to find ways to get through the afternoon without seeming too awkward; Mark had done this to me before, and it never worked out well. He pressed me a little bit, and I tried to make a reasonable excuse for why I couldn’t make it.
Unfortunately, he was on to me. “No good,” he said. “You already told me yesterday you had nothing going this weekend. Sarah already got Kelly to agree to come.”
“Man, why do you keep doing this to me?” I asked. “You know I suck at meeting new girls.”
“Exactly. You just need to relax, Tom. You don’t suck as bad as you think.”
“Yeah, right.”
“It’ll be okay. Come on, just say yes.”
Grudgingly, I gave in. “Okay, what time?”
“Great,” Mark said. “Come on over to Sarah’s house around 4:00. And bring your swimsuit…just in case.”
I agreed, and we headed off to our classes. I didn’t see Mark again for the rest of the day, and tried to put the whole ordeal out of my mind & focus on school.
When I got home, I told my dad that Mark had invited me over for Saturday afternoon, and asked to make sure it was okay. I think I was secretly hoping that maybe Dad would tell me I couldn’t go, but no such luck.
Later that night, after I’d taken care of my homework for the weekend, I turned my attention back to dreading Saturday afternoon. I didn’t know anything about this Kelly girl–who she was, where she went to school, what she looked like–just her name. I started to get nervous again, but at the same time, I realized I was going to meet a girl…and that was enough to get me hard. I gathered up a pair of sweats and went into the bathroom to take a shower. (Being a shy kid without a girlfriend, I spent a lot of time “in the shower” in high school; I’m sure my parents must have thought I was some kind of clean freak.)
With the bathroom door closed, I started the water running and stripped out of my clothes. My hard-on stood straight out at its full seven-inch length as soon as I dropped my pants, and once I was naked I wrapped a hand around the shaft and rubbed back & forth a bit, watching myself in the mirror while I waited for the water to warm up. I always enjoyed a good jerk, especially when I was keyed up. My hand moving up and down along the shaft of my cock felt particularly good tonight; as soon as the water was warm enough, I released my cock, opened the door, and stepped into the shower.
I took a break from stroking myself just long enough to take care of the actual business of the shower. I soaped myself up, scrubbed a little shampoo through my curly brown hair, and rinsed off. Then, with the water still running, I soaped up my hands again and went to work on my cock. Between the water, the soap, and how keyed up I was, (thinking about Saturday afternoon and Kelly the Mystery Girl), it didn’t take long before I felt an orgasm building. I kept stroking until the build-up in my balls was too much, then leaned back against the shower wall and let my cum fly. I shot five or six strong jets all over the shower, and then slumped back and let go of my cock.
I rinsed the “evidence” down the drain (no sense in letting my sister find out what I was up to) and then shut off the water, got out of the shower, and dried myself off. I slipped into the sweats, dropped my day clothes in the hamper, and went back to my room to go to bed.
The next morning I woke up early and started in on my Saturday. I ate breakfast, took care of a few chores around the house, and then hopped on my bike to go to the library to do a little research for an English paper I had coming due the next week. I went back home after a couple hours of reading & note-taking, and got there just as my mom & dad were finishing lunch with my sister. I grabbed a sandwich, ate quickly, and then went back to my room to get things ready for going over to Sarah’s house.
When four o’clock got closer, I grabbed my duffel bag with a swimsuit & towel, and headed out the door. Sarah lived about three blocks away from my house, so I decided to walk. In about ten minutes, I was there, and knocked on the door.
I heard footsteps and muffled voices from the other side, and in just a minute, Mark opened the door.
“Tom! You’re here,” he said when he opened the door.
“Yep, it’s me,” I shot back.
“Man, I almost thought you might bail on us. But I’m glad you’re here. Come on in.”
He stepped aside and I went in. Mark closed the door and motioned (okay, pushed was more like it) me down the hall. “The girls are out back. Come on.”
As we went down the hall to the living room and toward the back door, Mark told me that Sarah’s parents were actually out of town for the day and wouldn’t be back until after midnight. “Okay, let’s get out there. Kelly’s waiting, and Sarah’s dying for you two to meet.” He opened the back door and we stepped out onto Sarah’s patio.
I saw Sarah first, dressed in baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I couldn’t help thinking what a lucky guy Mark was. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a pony tail that only served to accentuate her blue eyes and long neck, leading down into her 5’4″, nice & skinny body. But what I noticed today–like almost every time I saw Sarah, were her incredible breasts. They were easily c-cups, nice & round, and the t-shirt sat loose and relaxed over them. Mark had told me the first time he’d felt Sarah up, the first time she let him suck on them, and the first time she let him titty-fuck her; we’d talked about her breasts a lot, so it was always hard for me not to stare when I saw her looking like this.
Mark saw me looking and knocked me in the shoulder. He whispered, “Mine,” as he kept walking and pushed/turned me to look over at the other end of the deck, to where Kelly the Mystery Girl was waiting.
I forgot about my jealous lust for my best friend’s girlfriend almost immediately as soon as I saw Kelly. She wasn’t a drop-dead gorgeous girl like Sarah, but I saw her and immediately fell in teenage lust-love. She was short, only about 5′ tall, and very petite. She had light brown hair with just a little bit of a wave to it, that came down to just above her shoulders; it was pushed back with a headband, and I could see that she wore little green gemstone earrings that just about exactly matched her striking green eyes. As I walked over to say hi, I noticed that she was wearing almost the same thing as Sarah–shorts and a t-shirt–only, Kelly’s shorts weren’t as baggy, (accentuating rounded hips and a nice little butt), and her t-shirt was super-tight. Her breasts were smaller than Sarah’s–maybe a b-cup–but they were high and firm, and I could see the shape of her little nipples poking through the material of the t-shirt.
I made my usual awkward attempt at an introduction, not really noticing that Kelly was almost as shy as I was. We all talked for a bit, and I found out that Kelly was the daughter of one of Sarah’s mom’s friends, and that she lived a couple towns over. She was visiting Sarah for the weekend mostly so they could do some serious planning for a couple longer summertime visits they were going to make with each other after school let out at the end of the year. After a while the doorbell rang, and Sarah jumped up. “That’s the pizza! I’ll go get it,” she said. “You guys come on inside.”
We followed Sarah inside, and found her coming back from the front door with a two medium-sized pizza boxes in her hands. Tom and I each relieved her of one of the boxes and took them to the kitchen. We broke open the pizza and served up four slices. Mark and Sarah went immediately into the living room, leaving me in the kitchen with Kelly. We talked around mouths full of pizza for a few minutes–not about anything in particular, just small talk to help each other relax. I saw right away that Kelly had a really cute smile, and when I saw how it only got cuter when she laughed, I found myself trying to make any dumb joke I could, just to get a giggle out of her. After a few minutes, we heard Sarah call out from the living room, “Come on guys, the movie’s starting!”
“Movie?” I asked, looking at Kelly
“Yeah, Sarah said she has one we have to watch. She wouldn’t say what one.”
“That sounds like Sarah,” I agreed. “Well, should we go see what she’s up to?”
“Okay, ” Kelly said, putting down her pizza and taking me by the hand, “let’s go.”
I couldn’t really have cared less what movie we were about to go see. I was walking through Sarah’s house, holding hands with a really cute girl whom I was starting to like…a lot. We entered the living room and realized–both of us pretty much at the same time, I think–that the whole movie thing was a setup. Mark & Sarah had the curtains drawn and the lights off, so the only light in the room was the glow of the TV. The two of them had taken up residence on the floor with some pillows, and it was fairly obvious by the way Mark’s hand disappeared under Sarah’s shirt how they planned to spend the remainder of the movie.
“You two can have the couch,” Sarah giggled, “we’re fine down here.”
I stood still for a minute, half wondering what to do, and half wondering what movie was coming up on the TV. But then Kelly, still holding my hand, pulled gently on me and said, “Come on, let’s sit & watch a little.”
We moved over to the couch and sat down. Kelly sat first, and when I sat down next to her a respectable-gentleman’s distance away, she tucked her legs up underneath her and scooted over next to me. I could feel my hard-on return with a vengeance as she snuggled down next to me. I turned my attention back to the movie and realized that, the way the furniture was arranged, we couldn’t watch the TV without looking right at Mark and Sarah, who had already returned to their grope session down on the floor. Kelly noticed, too, and snuggled up closer to me so she could whisper in my ear, “You know, I think they might be trying to tell us something.”
I turned to look at her and saw that beautiful giggle-grin again, lighting up her face in the darkened room. That was just about all I could take, my hormones finally got the better of my nervousness, and I leaned down to kiss Kelly. She looked up at me, parted her lips, and returned my kiss with light little flicks of her tongue.
That was it. Suddenly, there was no movie playing. My best friend and his girlfriend weren’t making out on the floor in front of us. And I wasn’t nervous anymore. There was just the darkened living room, the couch, Kelly, and me. We kissed for what seemed like hours. I was lost in the scent of Kelly’s hair and her skin, the feel of her lips against mine, the exquisite sensation of her tongue flicking across my neck. I felt the swell of her breast against my chest, and let my hands wander down her back and back up her front, brushing across her breasts a little in the process. I was mesmerized, and nothing else in the world mattered.
“This movie sucks!” Sarah’s voice, unbelievably loud in the quiet living room, shocked me back to reality. Kelly and I sat up, looked over to where Mark & Sarah were still sitting on the floor. Sarah’s bra was on the floor next to them, and when Tom saw that I knew, he grinned at me a little. “Let’s go back out to the pool and go swimming,” she suggested.
No sooner had Kelly offered a tentative “Okay,” than Sarah jumped up, scooping up her bra in the process, and took Kelly by the hand. “You guys head on out there. We’ll get changed and be right out!” she called as they ran off down the hallway.
Mark stood up, threw a pillow at me and said, “Wake up, lover boy!”
“Huh?” was all I could manage right then. I could still taste Kelly’s lips on mine, and I think I had a kind of far-away look in my eyes.
“She’s great, isn’t she? I told you you wouldn’t regret coming!”
“Yeah, Mark, she’s nice,” I said.
“Well, come on, let’s go get our suits on!” And with that he ran outside. I stood up and followed, suddenly aware of the raging hard-on I still had pushing at my pants. When I caught up with Mark out on the patio, he already had his swim trunks in hand and was rifling through my duffel bag looking for mine. He found them, saw me coming out onto the patio, and threw my trunks at me.
“Mark,” I said, “I don’t know if this is such a good idea…”
“Shit, Tom, don’t back out now! Can’t you see this girl’s really into you? Come on, let’s get changed before they get back out here.” And with that, he stripped down to nothing and pulled up his trunks. I saw that he was facing the same challenge I was in the hard-on department.
“Yes, I’ve got a boner,” Mark said. “Don’t think I didn’t see you looking, fag.” He laughed and punched me in the shoulder. “You saw me & Sarah in there, what do you expect? Now it’s your turn. Drop ’em!”
I could see I wasn’t going to get out of this, so I stripped off my shirt and dropped my pants, revealing my fully-erect cock. “Damn!” Mark said, as I quickly pulled on my swim trunks. “I guess you really like Kelly, huh?”
“Shut up!” was all I could manage back. I was too busy adjusting my trunks, trying, somehow, to hide the tent my cock insisted on creating.
“Dude,” Mark laughed, “that never works for me. Let’s just get in the hot tub & wait for the girls.”
We waited for a while in the hot tub, just sitting & relaxing. After about ten minutes more, the screen door opened and Sarah & Kelly stepped out onto the patio. They were gorgeous. Both girls wore bikinis that left very little to the imagination. Sarah’s c-cup breasts were slung in medium-sized triangles of material but managed to spill out on just about every side. The bottom of her suit was a little more modest, looking like a fancy pair of panties. My jaw just about dropped, and I would have sworn at the time that my cock grew another 2 inches, when I saw Kelly step out the door. Her bikini top was almost just not there, the material covering her very obvious nipples and her areolae but very little else; I could see the strings disappear up and around her neck where I’d been kissing only a few minutes before, and around her back where I’d felt the clasp of her bra underneath her shirt. And below the waist, I could have sworn the little bit of material that hid Kelly’s pussy from my view was no bigger than my own hand.
The girls took their time walking over to join us in the hot tub. Kelly seemed to make a point of dropping her towel and turn around to bend over to pick it up. To this day, I’m sure I heard Sarah giggle when Kelly did that; looking back on it, I’m pretty sure it was planned for my benefit. Sarah, for her part, made sure to bounce her breasts for Mark to see as she walked toward where we waited in the hot tub.
As the settled down into the water, the girls looked at each other and grinned, then Sarah leaned over to kiss Mark and said, “You know, you boys could have used the changing room over by the BBQ; it’s always unlocked.”
I was mortified. They’d seen! They’d been watching us from inside! Kelly had seen while I stripped down and stood there with my cock, a raging hard-on for her. I didn’t know what to say. I glared at Mark, but he was already back to kissing Sarah and lightly fingering the knot of her bikini-tie at the back of her neck. Nervously, I looked back to Kelly, who was sitting next to me in the hot water, grinning. “Not that we didn’t enjoy the show,” she said, and then leaned in to kiss me.
This kiss was different than any we’d shared inside a few minutes earlier. This time Kelly was aggressive. She bounced up in the water and settled down in front of me, her legs straddling one of mine. And as she leaned in to kiss me, she let herself fall into my chest so I could feel her breasts push against me in the warm water. She grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and pulled herself tight in against me, while her other hand dipped below the surface of the water and slid down my chest and stomach to rest on the top of the tent I’d been trying to adjust earlier. She pushed her lips against mine and spread them apart with her tongue, while with her hips she ground her pussy into my leg, and with her other hand she reached down and squeezed around the head of my cock through my swim trunks.
I almost came right then and there.
Regaining my composure a little bit, I pushed back so I could catch my breath, then looked at Kelly and said the most dashing and debonair thing I could come up with at that moment, “Wow!”
The laughter from the others caught me a little by surprise, but I saw quickly that they weren’t being mean about it, and it really helped to break what little tension might have remained. Kelly and Sarah looked at each other and exchanged a glance. Sarah looked at Kelly and asked, “You sure?”
Then Kelly looked straight into my eyes and answered Sarah, “I’m sure.”
That was all they said, but immediately they both stepped back from us and waded backward to the opposite side of the hot tub.
I looked over at Mark, trying to see if he knew what this was about. He just gave me a look back that said, “Not me, dude.”
“We saw you guys changing over there earlier,” Kelly said.
“And it got us both to thinking,” Sarah continued. Both girls stood up, facing us, so they were only in the water to about their waists.
“You boys might enjoy a show, too,” Kelly finished. She was blushing, but I couldn’t tell if it was from the heat of the water or from something else. She looked a little nervous, but stood there beside Sarah just the same.
With that, both girls reached around behind their backs and untied the bottom strings of their bikini tops. They let the strings fall loose at their sides. Mark and I exchanged very fast glances, but brought our eyes back to the girls quickly, just as they moved their hands back up to the knots behind their necks.
“Tom,” Sarah said, “Kelly told me inside that you didn’t try anything out-of-line in the living room earlier.” The girls pulled at the knots, releasing them.
And as two bikini tops fell into the water, revealing two incredible pair of breasts, Kelly finished, “Yeah, but I also told her that I kind of wished you did.” The girls started walking back toward us across the hot tub.
“So now we’re going to try something,” Sarah said. The girls walked right up to us and each leaned in to kiss us. Sarah’s breasts hung down and out of the corner of my eye I saw Mark reach up to hold them. Kelly’s breasts didn’t so much swing, as they just pointed toward my chest. I reached up and lightly rubbed her nipples while she kissed me. Then the girls stood up.
“Now it’s our turn,” Sarah said. “Stand up, boys.” We stood up, and the girls leaned forward and pulled down our swim trunks, letting both our cocks free. “Now, sit down up at the edge.”
We did as the girls told us, and the knelt next to our legs, still in the water. “Kelly said I should go first,” Sarah said. And with that, she bent her head down and kissed the tip of Mark’s six-inch cock. Kelly leaned her head on my leg, right next to my cock, and watched as her best friend started giving my best friend a blow job.
We watched as Sarah licked her tongue out from between her lips, and circled the head of Mark’s cock with it. She brought the head of his cock into her mouth and seemed to just hold it there for a minute. Then she started to move her head up and down on his cock, and glanced over to Kelly as she did so.
This must have been Kelly’s cue, because she shifted up onto her knees and brought her mouth to the tip of my cock. Suddenly, I wasn’t so interested in the blowjob Sarah was giving Mark anymore. I reached down and ran my fingers along the side of Kelly’s face, and looked into her eyes. I wanted to say something like, “You don’t have to just because they are,” but before I could put the words together, she had opened her mouth and sucked the head of my cock in between her lips.
I felt myself passing between her lips and over her tongue. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, and then sucked me in a little further. I couldn’t take my eyes off her face as she sucked my cock. No one but me had ever touched my cock before tonight, and now all of a sudden here I was, sitting on the edge of a hot tub while a beautiful girl sucked my cock into her mouth. Her lips and tongue sliding over the head and along the shaft of my cock felt so incredible, I imagined this must be what it’s like to feel your cock sliding inside a warm, wet pussy.
She slid me out of her mouth, and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. Rubbing up and down along my shaft, she leaned down and kissed the tip of my cock, and flicked her tongue back and forth. She slid her hand down to the base of my cock and followed it as far as she could with her mouth. I felt a pressure building up in my balls as she slid more of me into her mouth, and I shifted my hips back a bit. Kelly quickened her pace a little, now almost bobbing her head up and down along my shaft, and I reveled in the feel of her, warm and wet, caressing me.
I looked over at Mark for a minute and saw Sarah let his cock out of her mouth, just as he grunted and shot a wad of cum straight at her. It missed her mouth and landed on her neck, trickling down between her breasts. As my friend kept spurting his cum, Kelly slid her tongue under the head of my cock and licked back and forth, and I completely lost control. I let loose a shot of cum that must have hit the back of her throat, and then she pulled away from my cock as I started spurting just about every direction. Cum landed on Kelly’s face, on her breasts, and in her hair.
As I slid down into the water, with Kelly sitting next to me, wiping my cum from her face, I looked over at Mark and said silently, “Thank you.”

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