Archive-name: Fantasy/labeat.txt
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Archive-title: L.A. Beat - part 1 thru 4


Though this fictional story might remind you of a popular TV
series, this story has nothing to do with it. No-one saw me do
it, nothing can be proven. This story contains lots of
consensual lesbian sex between teenagers, so hit n if this
doesn't suit you. Sorry for my bad English, since I don't speak
it as native language. Feel free to correct all errors you
happen to find. This is public domain, so distribute it freely
as long as you don't make any profit of it.

The ending of the original version was bad, giving no room for
sequels. I've altered it to something less raunchy. If you have
the older version, please do not distribute it, and replace it
with this. Thanks!

Oh yes: if you imagine that this is a 90210 story and use those
world famous characters with your imagination when reading this,
remember that here in Finland we're pretty much behind in airing
and the events of this story would best take place at those
times when David's father Mel proposed marriage to Kelly's
mother.
--



The deadline was coming like an avalanche. For the first time
for months Andrea felt a little horrified - she'd made their
school's newspaper the absolute best there is, but now half of
the articles were missing, photographers were out of reach,
everything went wrong and no-one seemed to care. Andrea sat
behind her desk, telling herself to calm down. Yelling and
screaming at the staff wouldn't help her, and it wasn't her
style. One by one everyone else had drifted out of the office to
attend their lessons, until there was only Andrea and a
typewriter that refused to produce anything she'd print.

"Is there something wrong", she heard a familiar voice say.
Brandon had loitered into the office.

"No.... yes, there is", Andrea said, knowing that she couldn't
hide her emotions from Brandon, who sometimes seemed to be able
to read her like a book. They's known for a long time (in fact,
Andrea had once offered her virginity to him) and were good
friends, part of the gang of eight.

"It's this newspaper. I don't know why, but everything seems to
go wrong, no matter what I do. I don't know why", Andrea said,
her voice losing its strength as the words went on. She was a
master in holding her emotions inside her, but now she was
almost in tears. She jumped up and pulled herself against
Brandon, who held her in his arms like a friend. Nothing more,
though Andrea wanted more in her dreams. In her most intimate
dreams, in her most intimate moments with her body, he imagined
Brandon doing everything a dream lover can do to a woman. Andrea
had never felt man's love, and she was getting more and more
desperate every day.

"It's all right, Andrea", Brandon said, having never seen her
behave like this. "It's all right. I'll help you and we make the
next paper the best one ever."

"It's no use", Andrea said, now crying. "There's no way anyone
can do it, and it's all my fault. I left things unattended, and
now everything is falling apart. It's my fault! Mine!"

"No, it's not", Brandon said, hearing the door open behind him.
Andrea turned her face away for a second, trying to wipe the
tears off her face.

"I thought you were here..." Brenda said to Brandon, stopping at
the sight of Andrea crying. She walked over the room and touched
Andrea's arm gently.

"It's all right", Andrea said and told them that she was going
to be fine. Brenda asked Brandon if she could borrow his car,
beacuse she and Kelly were going to catch some rays at the
beach. And maybe watch the hunks playing volleyball, comparing
their butts to Mel Gibson's. After some persuasion Brandon
agreed, since he wasn't going to need it himself tonight and
Brenda promised that Dylan would drive him home from the school.
He passed the keys to Brenda, warning her that he'd kill her if
anything happened to his car.

"Would you mind if I joined you", Andrea asked, having wiped all
the tears off now. Her eyes were bright again, like after a
spring rain.

"Sure... but what about the paper?" Brenda asked.

"As I said, there is nothing I can do about it. So, why should I
ruin my day thinking about it inside these four walls?"

-----

"Earth to Brenda, Earth to Brenda, pass me the oil", Kelly asked
Brenda, who was focused to a gorgeous guy walking into the
waves. As usual, the day was perfect without a single cloud
anywhere. "Oh, sure", Brenda said, finally noticing what her
best friend had said. She passed the little bottle to her. Kelly
started putting the oil slowly on her body, enjoying the
California sun and hot sand.

Andrea sat up and looked at the guy, whose head was now visible
among the waves. Nice hairdo, though, but such things had no
importance for her. She cared about what was inside a man, his
intelligence, his compassion, his willingness to help the world.
Brandon has all these charasteristics. She took a look at her
body, which had become noticeably more tanned during the
afternoon. She didn't look bad - what was it with her that no
man ever showed interest in her? God, she'd give anything if she
could change parts with Brenda, who could live with Brandon
every day!

"I wonder if I should call that guy here and ask him to spread
the oil over your back", Brenda said jokingly to Kelly. Kelly
answered by throwing a pinch of sand on her, and they both
giggled for a while. Kelly turned on her stomach and said that
she wouldn't say a word until someone did the honors.

Andrea took the bottle, poured some oil on her palm and started
spreading it on Kelly's back. The oil added to Andrea's touch
felt nice, so Kelly closed her eyes and stretched her body for a
second.

"Shall I put it on your legs, too?" Andrea asked.

"Go ahead", Kelly said, now looking at the volleyball field with
Brenda. There were no cool guys present right now. Andrea poured
some more oil and spread it all the way to the ankle along
Kelly's leg. Her legs were so much better than Andrea's, and her
skin was also smoother. Andrea felt confused about what her
fingers felt. She felt the Kelly live, and she thought that she
could feel every heartbeat, every single cell of blood pulsating
in her body. She closed her eyes and went on what she was doing,
her motions slightly strengthened.

"You know, Andrea should start a career as a professional
masseur", said Kelly and moaned. Brenda giggled and pointed her
finger at a new guy on the other side of the beach. Andrea
didn't see. Her fingers now run on the inside of Kelly's legs,
the oil killing almost all friction. Her breathing became
heavier as she moved her fingers closer to Kelly's pussy.

"Andrea, what are you doing?" Kelly asked in a voice that was a
mixture of denial and pleasure. Andrea was woken off her dreams,
she opened her eyes and saw where her hands were. Kelly turned
her head toward her. So did Brenda, who was smiling, because she
had no idea what was going on. Andrea's fingertips were only
inches away from Kelly's pussy, feeling the warm flesh the
swimsuit had not hidden.

"Nothing", said Andrea quickly with her normal voice,
embarrassed. She pulled her hands back and closed the bottle.
Kelly sat up, facing Andrea. "What's going on?" asked Brenda,
still not noticing anything. Kelly nod her head to the right and
looked at Andrea's eyes, smiling a little cute smile. Andrea was
ashamed and couldn't look back. Kelly put her hand on Andrea's
shoulder and turned her to face her.

"I'm not angry", said Kelly a few times, trying to make Andrea
understand. "You're not?" asked Andrea back, very shyly. For her
whole life she'd kept her emotions under strict order, being
very careful not to show them to others. Now she'd done the
unthinkable. Gossips would ruin her reputation. Everyone would
giggle when she walked by. She'd have to leave the newspaper.

"In fact I'd like you to do it again", Kelly said and gave her a
small kiss. "It felt really nice. I don't think I've ever felt
it as nice as now."

After a while the girls had moved to a more quieter place where
no one could see them behind the bushes and dunes. Kelly lay on
her stomach and moaned as Andrea slid her fingers along her
legs. Brenda was very curious to watch, and she felt an almost
irresistible need to touch her pussy. The sight of Kelly with
her eyes closed and her mouth turning from a big smile to a
little o-shaped pit was something awesome. Andrea was a lot more
liberated than ever and seemed to really enjoy herself. For a
few times she touched Kelly's pussy with her forefinger, which
made Kelly moan sharply every time, then giggle.

Andrea adjusted her position for a bit and used her right hand
to massage Kelly's neck and shoulders. Her left hand was holding
Kelly's pussy, rubbing it under the swimsuit. Kelly's body
seemed to enjoy it so much that it was too much for Brenda. She
sat up, looked quickly around, took off her trunks and spread
her legs. Her pussy felt so hot and itchy that she HAD to
something about it. Andrea saw what she was doing and smiled,
not stopping what she was doing. Kelly also nodded her head
approvingly, taking a good look at Brenda's little show.

"Take them off", said Kelly smoothly at Andrea. "I don't want
you to grow too anxious over Brenda, at least not before you've
done it me!"

Kelly turned on her back and spread her legs, while Andrea
pulled her trunks off. The sight of Kelly's sweet love hole
drove Andrea almost crazy. She inserted her forefinger in it and
started moving it back and forth, feeling Kelly's wet passion
growing inside. Kelly had taken off her bra and fondled her tits
with her both hands, her head moving from side to side with
lust. Brenda took also her bra off, making Andrea go ohh over
her beautiful tits and hard brown nipples. Kelly stared at them,
remembering the day when they had learned to search possible
tumors in their breasts. Both Kelly and Brenda were now buck
naked and moaning with pleasure.

Kelly put her hand behind Andrea's neck and pulled her gently
but irresistibly down. Not that Andrea resisted, at least not
much. She positioned herself between Kelly's legs and put her
head where it belonged. The smell of Kelly's pussy juice and
sweat was like knockout gas. Kelly felt something she'd never
felt before - something soft and wet penetrating her pussy lips.
Andrea's tongue. "Oh god", said Brenda, not believing her eys.
Every motion of her finger was so powerful that she felt that
they could tear down a house. She'd come real soon.

Andrea moved her tongue inside this gorgeous blonde's pussy,
exploring every little mound and corner. Then shen moved to
clitoris and started nibbling it, almost teasingly. She sucked
on the taste, feeling that she could never have enough. Andrea
placed her hands on Kelly's ankles and spread her legs a bit to
get a chance to suck better. Then she slid her hands along
Kelly's feet, ending to toes. She tickled them, which made Kelly
laugh and moan at the same time.

"I'm gonna come", Brenda yelled, breathing like a steam engine.
She closed her eyes and saw the stars. Her very blood set afire
inside her, and she yelled some more. After this orgasm came
another, this time even bigger, and Brenda prolonged it as much
as she just could. Andrea watched this with amazement, but then
Kelly's pussy became alive. Kelly was coming too. Suddenly
Andrea was snapped into real world again, while these two
gorgeous creatures were having the time of their life. What the
hell had happened in this beach?

Kelly thanked Andrea with a kiss, while Brenda lay on her back
looking at the sky, unable to do anything else. "Quite a ride",
she said, and Brenda agreed.

"But someone hasn't had her full share here", Kelly warned and
looked at Andrea. She gave her a French kiss, tasting her own
pussy inside Andrea's mouth. Kelly put her arms around Andrea
and tried to open her bra. Suddenly Andrea pushed Kelly's arms
away from her. Kelly looked at her with amazement.

"What's the matter, Andrea?" said Brenda, having sat up.

"Because... because... I've never done this before! I'm a
virgin!" Andrea said with sudden anger. "I don't want my first
time to be with a woman. I am not a lesbian!"

"Come on, Andrea, you are in love with Brandon. That means you
are interested in guys", said Brenda. "We are your friends, and
we want you to feel the same pleasure as we did. We are not much
more experienced than you are. And to be brutally honest,
Andrea, you're the last person I'd ever have imagined to have
something against alternative sexual preferences."


"And you wouldn't be the only one. You remember Matt, the guy I
used to date last summer? He's homosexual, too" said Kelly,
sharing the secret. "You're kidding!" said Brenda, mouth open
with amazement. But they could see in her face that she wasn't.
Then she told them that surprisingly many girls in their school
have tried lesbian encounters, she even many times. No-one just
ever told anything to anyone, because if they did, they would
lose their own reputation too.

Brenda stood up and walked right next to other two girls. Andrea
looked quite unsure, but not angry. Brenda sat down and started
caressing Andrea's ear nipple. She licked her ear and finally
put her tongue inside. Meanwhile, Kelly completed opening
Andrea's bra, this time with no resistance. She gasped at the
sight of Andrea's nice pair of tits and tasted them both. Andrea
put her arms around both girls and pulled them closer. Brenda
moved her tongue in her beautiful brown hair and neck.

Kelly licked Andrea's tits wet while inserting her hand inside
her swimming trunks. Even though they hadn't swimmed that day,
they were wet. Andrea moved her hips a bit forward and let her
back fall a bit lower, closer to position of laying down, so
that Kelly's hand could operate more freely. Brenda set Andrea
gently down and proceeded to her other tit. Andrea smiled at the
blue sky and moved her hands playfully in both girls' hair. She
had never felt so good before. This was much better than doing
it alone, though she'd become quite good at it during all these
years after her fourteenth summer.

"Do it to me", she moaned. And they did. Brenda approached head
face again and they kissed; first gently, then with tongues,
sharing turns to explore each other's mouth. Sometimes they
stopped for a while and smiled at each other. After that day,
their friendship would be in a new level, sharing a secret the
nerds at the school would never know. Andrea's face seemed to
melt, when Kelly finally started licking her virgin pussy. The
problems in the paper meant nothing for her now.

Andrea couldn't resist the sight of Kelly's beautiful ass
hanging front of her, but out of reach of closer inspection. She
told that she wanted Kelly to do a 69 session with her, and
blushed when she realized what she had said. Kelly and Brenda
winked their eyes and promised that they'd give Andrea something
she'd never forget.

After a minute the session was going on, but slightly altered
from Andrea's original plans. They were all laying on the sand,
doing a threesome in a form a triangle. Andrea was sucking
Brenda, who was operating on Kelly, who did the honors for
Andrea. Andrea had noticed that both girls tasted different, but
good. Kelly was sweeter, but Brenda was... deeper. If they were
wines, Brenda would have been a rarity from the 18th century.

"MMMMM", moaned Andrea when Kelly proceeded to her sweet
asshole. And that felt GOOD. She wrapped her legs around her
body , demanding more. The feeling of her tongue in her asshole
was something beyond words. This was as good as the moment of
normal coming with masturbation, and she could hardly wait the
big orgasm that was sure to follow. In her excitement her tongue
found new ways to excite Brenda, which made her do even better
with Kelly, and that made her set Andrea's asshole on fire. The
reaction travelled in all girls, causing them to reach a new,
unexplored level of pure ecstasy.

Then it was time to come. Like at a signal, they all started
rocking their hips rhythmically, flooding juices into each
other's mouths. Screams of pleasure were hidden by sweet female
flesh as the moment seemed to go on forever and forever and
forever. Finally they let each other go, tilted over and
remained there, too tired to do or say anything. The orgasm was
still caressing their insides as they breathing lost its
intensity. They were like this for a few minutes.

"Oh damn, I run out of tape", a familiar voice said. The girls
opened their eyes with terror and shame. The whole gang was
there. David had lowered her video camera and was taking out the
tape. Fortunately there was no-one else to see their little
show, at least not visible.

"I thought that the day was so beautiful that I'd hit the
beach", David said, grinning like the sun. The girls cried and
started collecting their clothes frantically, trying to hide
their naked bodies. "This is going to be great material for my
video about the life of a teenager", David said, obviously
having fun.

"David, if you EVER show that tape to anyone, I'll kill you!"
Kelly yelled, being the first one to regain her self-control.
"Give that tape back", added Brenda in a voice as loud and
authoritative as Kelly's. David took a look a each girl, trying
to act as cool as possible. To his disappointment, Andrea had
been the first one to discover the possibilities of using a
towel as clothing. Seeing her do this, the other two followed
her example.

David started retreating slowly, watching each girl. "Don't try
anything", he said. "I can run much faster than you. Much
faster! And I don't think that you would follow me wearing only
those towels", he said and added a little cool smile.

"David. This is your last warning", Kelly threatened. "Give that
tape back right now." David stood at least 40 feet away from
them. She'd never catch him. In fact, she'd have to drop her
towel to be able to run, and she could never do that. Behind her
angry mask she was ashamed and scared.

"David! Let's negotiate about this", asked Andrea, trying to
sound as convincing and friendly as possible. He now stood
almost 50 feet away from them. The video camera weighed a ton in
his hand.

"I think I'll keep the tape, though I'll never show it to anyone
else", David said and started running. The girls took a quick
look at each other, dropped their towels and went after him.
David looked back, yelped and changed to highest gear. Andrea
lost her courage and couldn't follow any further, afraid that
someone would see her naked body. The fear of what David would
do with the tape - he could show it to all his nerd friends -
made Kelly and Brenda run faster than ever. David looked back
again and saw them merely 20 feet away. And they were closing.

David tripped over something and fell. Before he could get up,
the girls were all over him, beating and strangling him. He
tried to surrender, but Kelly gave him no chance. She sat on
David's chest, and for a split second he realized that her pussy
was only a foot away from his face. The thought didn't comfort
him much when Brenda took the cassette and camera from him.

"I think I'll just smash this camera into thousand little pieces
and make this sucker eat them", Brenda screamed, waving the
camera. Kelly strangled David and sobbed something he couldn't
make out. "But I have a better idea" Brenda added.

David felt a strange sensation when he felt Brenda pulling his
trousers down. His erection bent painfully when the trousers
went down. Kelly's tits dangled close to his face, and Kelly
yelled something but everything was quiet and slow motion. He
was running out of oxygen with no strength to fight back. Brenda
took off his shoes and socks and pulled the trousers and
underpants out. His stiff dick was now visible, and for a moment
he thought Brenda was going to suck it so he wouldn't tell
anyone what he had seen them do in this beach and then kelly
looked back and laughed and stood up leaving his throat free
letting him breathe and then kelly pulled his shirt off without
noticing his effort to prevent it and he was buck naked and
girls run away waving his clothes and andrea stood over there
and laughed aloud and he was now able to breathe thank God!

David realized he was as naked as the girls had been a little
while ago. He looked around and saw dozens of faces looking at
him curiously. "Wait! Come back!" he yelled and stood up,
covering his shrunk penis with his hands. Everybody was laughing
at him, and he ran after the girls.

"I was just joking", he shouted, but the girls had already
dressed and ran to their car holding his clothes and the
cassette. "Wait! You can't leave me like this!"

Brenda got the car going a little before David could grab it.
Andrea gave him fingers - both of them. Kelly was just laughing.
David tripped again, falling on his face. The car turned to the
road and accelerated. They obviously had no intention to come
back to him.

--
LA Beat sneak previews of the next week!
-
"Dylan? Mom? What are you doing?"
-
"Kelly, I can sure tell you are your mother's daughter!"

-"Andrea, you are going to write about... WHAT?"



L.A. Beat - part 2


"I can't believe that jerk!" Brenda really needed some cooling
off when she steered the car on the fast lane and accelerated.
They felt the highway underneath and its sensitive vibrations
when the car slided smoothly forward like a puck on the ice.

"Well, we definitely taught him a little lesson", Kelly laughed
and slapped a high five with Andrea, who had laughed almost all
the way from the beach. "I don't think that he will tell anyone
what happened. Andrea, did you see his face when Brenda pulled
his pants down?" Andrea gasped some breath and shook her head
before answering. "No, you were sitting on his chest, but soon
after that, yes!"

"Hey, wait a minute", said Brenda. "Who's got the tape?"

"I have it right here with his pants", Andrea answered
cheerfully from the back seat. One could have never believed
that this little brat was the same person who had, a couple of
hours earlier, grieved over the failure of her work. "What are
we going to do with it?"

"We'd better destroy it completely", Brenda said and overtook a
truck that crawled forward. "I'm not going to stay awake every
night, worried if someone will find it tomorrow."

"Come on, Brenda", said Kelly, "don't be such a party-pooper. I
could very well keep it. My mom never touches my things. I mean,
girls, shouldn't we at least watch this tape once?" Kelly turned
again to Andrea and they both burst giggling. Brenda wasn't as
amused. 

"The state of your privacy could soon change, when David becomes
your brother", Brenda reminded the others.

"Tell me more about it and I'll puke", said Kelly, causing
Andrea fall laughing down to the back seat with sudden
deceleration. "That dweeb got to see my tits and pussy a bit too
close. I don't want to think about him ever again." Kelly kept a
little pause, the continued. "And guess what I'm really mad
about? I had just began thinking that he might be a decent human
being, after all."

Brenda slowed down and steered the car into the turnpike. The
sun was still well above the horizon, and there was surprisingly
little traffic. "Are you going to tell Donna about this?" Andrea
asked. "After all, she is David's girl."

"I don't think that she'd be too happy to hear this", answered
Kelly. "Did she tell you that while her parents were gone a
while ago, she invited David to their house and David had asked
her to sleep with him?"

"Sounds like our boy has reached his poberty", Andrea snapped,
casually searching through David's clothes. "And I'm not the
only virgin around here. At least I'm not even close to be the
most inexperienced one. I still got my maidenhead, but that
doesn't mean anything to me. At least not much anymore. Thank
you, Kelly, for what you did to me. It was so close. It could
have turned out so much differently."

Kelly appreciated Andrea's thanking her, but reminded her that
her magical fingers started the whole thing. "But we're not
going to do this again", Brenda said and the others agreed.
Their life was too complicated and difficult without a
relationship like that. Happening only once, indicents like this
could be a paradise, but prolonging them would gradually make
them hellish.

"We've been friends for so long and gone through so much
together", Kelly said. "In a way, I'm happy that this happened.
We can talk so much more freely now." Andrea nodded and turned
her attention from David's clothes, having checked them inside
out. She asked how much Kelly and Brenda talked about their sex
life to each other. After all, they were the best friends.
Brenda stopped at the red light and told Andrea that it really
didn't happen too often. Kelly agreed with that.

"How often do you do it to yourselves?" Andrea snapped quickly,
turning both heads back. A honk from the car behind them made
Brenda turn her face back to traffic, where the lights were
green again. "Come on, we've had more intimate moments than
this. I confess that I do it often. Not on a daily basis, but
often. In fact I know now what I'm going to write the editorial
about. Masturbation... the beauty of."

"You're going to write the editorial about WHAT?" Kelly asked
with an extreme expression on her face. Andrea looked at her as
if she didn't understand what the fuss was all about.
"Masturbation. I wonder why I never got that before. It is a
really big thing in our lives. Brandon, Steve, Dylan... they all
do it. Everyone does it. I must write about it, try to wake some
conversation. The boys can talk about in their locker rooms.
Time has come to rise to next level."

"I guess you're right", said Kelly and took one little breath
before continuing. "I do it three or four times a week. When I'm
in the mood." Brenda succeeded in turning to the right lane. "I
remember when I first discovered it", Kelly continued. "I was
thirteen. My mom was drunk as usual, fallen asleep downstairs. I
took a bath and dreamed of the boys in the high school football
team. Then... well, it just happened."

Andrea and Kelly giggled again. After a short silence, while
Brenda slowed down to avoid hitting some skateboarding kids,
Andrea dared her tell her story. "Come on, Brenda, we've already
told about us. And if I can tell anything about the show you
gave me when I was doing Kelly, you're no beginner in it. It
looked really delicious."

"All right then, if you really want to know. I was thirteen, and
it was winter in Minnesota. I was all alone, and I was supposed
to be doing my homework. Well, Mom had that book in her library,
and I used to read it when no-one was home." Brenda's voice was
exciting, as if she was telling the others some secret. And in a
way, she was. "Was it one of Henry Miller's books? I sure have
read them all", Andrea asked.

"Nooo.. it was... no, I can't tell you. It's too embarassing",
Brenda said. Kelly punched her softly on her arm, urging her to
tell. It was one of those moments in a girl squad, when the
tension was thick enough to be carved with a knife and yet it
felt so nice. "OK then, but promise me you don't laugh or think
that I'm some sort of a maniac or anything", she said. Kelly and
Andrea promised not to do so.

"It was Wild Boys by William Burroughs", she confessed quickly.
The other girls broke their promise and exploded laughing.
Andrea had read the book, of course, and Kelly, even with not
having read the book, was amused by the title. "Calm down now,
you promised me", Brenda yelled in a slightly angry voice as she
turned the car to the street they lived in.

"The title tells it all", Andrea said, calming her laughter
down. "It's all right, Brenda, I also read the book twice and
enjoyed the scenes with all those guys doing it to each other.
Sorry about our laughing. We don't think anything about you."

"Why is it that boys, and I mean all them, not only David, like
to watch women doing it to each other", Kelly asked. Brenda and
Andrea took a little timeout to answer. Brenda told how she had
a few years ago found a copy of Penthouse in Brandon's room,
which made other girls gasp their breath. Brandon had read
Penthouse? "I guess he didn't do it for the articles", Brenda
added.

"I once leafed through a copy", Kelly said. "I think that men
are sick. Or why aren't there magazines for us women, showing
gorgeous hunks doing it together? Because we don't want them. We
are sane", she told the others. Andrea shook her head and said
that men like visual stimulation, women prefer reading books.
And men like lesbian scenes, because if there are men in the
picture, there is competition.

The car pulled over to the yard, and Brenda invited girls for a
soda. They agreed readily, because it had certainly been a hot
day. They walked over to the kitchen door. Jim Walsh was on a
business trip and wouldn't come back until tomorrow. Brenda
opened the door and headed for the fridge. The faint sound of
the running shower echoed from the upstairs.


"Is that Brandon?" asked Brenda. "No, it can't be. He's got a
shift in the Peach Pit. It must be Mom." She dropped the
subject, browsed through the fridge and found no sodas. Instead
she poured them some orange juice. Andrea emptied her glass
first and put it in the machine. Other girls took their glasses
with them to Brenda's room.

The door to the bathroom was half open. Brenda took a quick look
inside while Kelly and Andrea proceeded to her room. The Mom was
in the shower... but there was someone else, too. Some man, whom
she couldn't recognize behind the untransparent glass. It wasn't
his father. Brenda stepped forward and closed her mouth. She
hadn't made a single sound. The pair in the shower had heard
nothing through the water and their own moans. And yet there was
something very familiar in the man. It took a long time for
Brenda to believe it.

The man was Dylan, and he was taking a passionate shower with
her mother.

"It can't be. It just can't be", she thought hectically behind
her frozen expression. Her eyes and ears told her the truth her
mind was trying the deny. It was definitely Dylan. Her very
boyfriend, whom she loved more than anything else in the world.

Andrea had appeared behind her, watching the scene over her
shoulder. She made no sound either. Brenda pushed her softly
away and took her to her room, where Kelly was lying on the bed
without a hunch. Brenda shut the door and told everyone to be
quiet. Then she leaned her back on the door, closed her eyes and
clenched her hands in a fist.

"Who's that man in the shower with your mom", Andrea asked in a
very, very unsure voice.

"It's Dylan", Brenda answered monotonously. That kind of thing
was just too much. It was like you can walk on the hot coals if
they are hot enough and burn your feet if they are colder. It
was just too much. How could Dylan and her mother end up making
love? She imagined how it had happened. Dylan had dropped
Brandon home. Brandon had invited him inside. Mom had been home
and they had chatted. Dylan had stayed long enough, and Brandon
had left for work. Dylan had forgotten something and returned to
their home. And then...

Andrea stopped Kelly for going to see for herself. Brenda opened
her eyes, stopped the film that was running in her head and told
her friends to get out. She'd give them a call afterwards. Kelly
and Andrea rushed out as quietly as possible. Brenda went to the
bathroom door and looked in.

Dylan and Mom had stepped out of the shower. Brenda saw Dylan's
fully erected dick in her mother's palm. They were french-
kissing so intensely that they didn't notice anything. Her mom
run her other hand in Dylan's wet hair while he had his both
hands firmly on her nicely-shaped ass. She lowered herself
gradually, licking his handsome chest until she finally reached
her penis, which she circled with her tongue. Dylan had his face
turned down to his partner.

She took his penis in her mouth and started humping it
rhythmically. Dylan moaned in pleasure. Brenda saw her mother's
swollen tits swinging as she gentled them with her free hand.
Brenda stood there, both fascinated and angry. She wanted to
scream but she couldn't. She just watched her mother and her
boyfriend enjoy each other.

Dylan pushed Mrs. Walsh's head gently back, telling her he
didn't want to come yet. She sat down on her bare wet ass and
opened her legs, telling him to enter her. Dylan got on his
knees and told her to open herself. Brenda saw her mother have
her usual, beautiful smile, which turned into a round,
pleasantly surprised o when Dylan entered her. Dylan leaned on
her and kissed her smoothly, and they both moaned when Dylan
moved his penis back and forth. And they didn't even use any
protection. For some strange reason, Brenda was more shocked
over this than the whole situation itself, and she wondered why.

Brenda was able to see clearly how Dylan's cock moved in an out
between her mother's pussy hair. Little by little they found a
mutual rhythm. After a few minutes of humping, Dylan's movements
intensified as she thrust his dick deeper and deeper. Brenda saw
her mother push her tongue out, and after Dylan did the same,
they played with each other, sometimes licking each other's neck
and face. "I'm coming", Dylan told her, and she answered with
loud moans of pleasure. Suddenly Mrs. Walsh's body went tense,
she stretched herself and yelled with pleasure of her orgasm. In
mere seconds Dylan reached his climax, shooting his load into
her pulsating pussy. Mrs. Walsh grabber Dylan's ass to control
his movements. She helped him push his dick deeper than ever,
intensifying his orgasm beyond infinity.

Dylan fell on the top of her, totally drained of all energy. She
relaxed and hummed something. "You are fantastic", Dylan said.
"Well, thank you", she replied, "now aren't you glad that I was
able to persuade you to stay?" She smiled at him so beautifully
and kissed her. "My daughter is such a lucky young woman to have
a boyfriend like you."

"I love Brenda", Dylan said in a serious voice. Brenda felt a
sudden emotion too strange to describe with words, but then it
passed. She retreated to the corridor without knowing what to do
next. "I really enjoyed this, but I don't want to continue with
this kind of relationship", Dylan said in the bathroom. "Someday
she'll find out. I love her too much to hurt her like that."

"I know", Brenda heard her mother say. "And I love Jim, and I
could never hurt him. So, let's keep this our little secret,
shall we?" Brenda heard Dylan say nothing, but she knew that he
had agreed by nodding his head. Brenda walked out of the house
as quickly and fast as possible, because they'd come out of the
bathroom in a matter of minutes. She didn't want to embarass
them. Perhaps she'd tell Dylan about this - some day.

-

L.A. Beat - part 3


"And you didn't do anything", Kelly's voice asked astonished.
Brenda nodded to no-one, then realized how stupid it was to nod
when talking to a phone, then realized that no-one had seen her
stupidity. She went on telling about what she had done. She had
slipped out of the house and driven quietly away for half an
hour. When she had came back, Dylan had been gone and her mother
had looked like her normal self as if nothing had happened.
Brenda had gone to her room and called Kelly immediately. Mom
was going to spent the rest of the evening with some of her
friends and was doing her makeup.

"Well, at least your life is settled for a while", Kelly said,"
but guess what has happened here? My mom just told me that we'll
have dinner together with Mel and David! And they'll be here any
minute!"

Brenda giggled for a while, imagining David sitting at the table
ashamed in front of Kelly's eyes. Kelly had enough authority to
keep David's eyes set to the ground.

"Wait a minute", Brenda said suddenly. "What about the tape?"

"Andrea asked to have it for a day, and I saw no reason why
not", Kelly answered. "Don't worry, it will be all right. She'd
never show it to anyone else." Brenda heard the doorbell ring in
Taylor's house. "Uh oh, have to go now. Wish me luck."

"Sure", Kelly heard Brenda say before hanging up. She stood up
and walked downstairs. Mel and David were at the door welcomed
by her mother, and as the girls had predicted, David couldn't
look at Kelly's eyes for a second. Something about him touched
Kelly and she promised not to be too harsh on him. After all,
he'd already gone through quite a humiliation. Kelly wondered
how he had survived to his home without clothes.

"Hello, Kelly, you look marvelous", Mel said and gave her a hug
with his normal, gentleman-like courtesy. Kelly asked herself
how father and son could be so much unlike, found no answer and
quit bothering herself with the thought. The delicious smell of
her mother's cookings filled the air, but they'd have to wait
for ten more minutes for the food to be ready. Jackie asked them
to wait in the living room while she set the table.

David and Mel sat on the same sofa, and Kelly took a position as
far from them as possible without looking suspicious. "So, how
was your day?" Mel asked, obviously trying to start
conversation. "Well... you know, the usual", she answered. "Girl
stuff."

Something in her answer created a little smile on Mel's face,
and Kelly felt an invisible rush run through her spine. David's
eyes travelled on the furniture, ceiling and (mostly) floor,
while Mel's intense but very mild-mannered stare made Kelly feel
somehow awkward. Kelly felt the smell of spicy fish in her nose,
and for a minute the situation was very surreal for her. Vision
of Mel Silver and Jackie, gone sooner than it even appeared.
Blue tulips. And his soothing smile.

"Girl stuff?" Mel said, laughing a little. "I'm sorry, but girls
have always been an unfathomed sea for me. Could you tell me
something more?"

"Well... girl stuff. Like shopping with your friends with your
renewed credit card. You know." Kelly had a hunch that she
couldn't deal with this man the same way she used to remain one
of the most popular girls in the high school.

Mel looked outside the living room door and then at Kelly. This
time his face told Kelly he knew before he even opened her
mouth. They heard her mother take the kettle off the stove.

"Kelly, I know what happened earlier today. It took a lot of
persuasion to extract the information from David, but there
aren't too many excuses for a boy to phone his father and ask
him to pick him up at a quiet place near the beach. And this boy
happened to be completely naked. He hadn't even picked a
newspaper to cover himself or anything. All he had with him was
his video camera."

David obviously wished that his father had remained quiet,
staring at the ceiling, teeth securely locked together. Kelly
hid her face in her hands, desperately thinking of something to
get her out of this and quick. "David told me everything that
happened. Everything, even though it was too unbelievable for
me. At first." Kelly wanted to die, and when she heard her
mother open the oven's lid she gasped with frenzy. Mel calmed
her down, telling her that he wouldn't tell anything to Jackie.
There was one condition, though.

Kelly's mother noticed that the dinner had been quite tense. She
had tried to start a conversation several times, but all the
feedback she got were little noddings and one-syllable words.
There had been an invisible bond between her daughter and her
husband-to-be, but she hadn't been able to tell anything about
its nature or meaning. And David had been so quiet and shy all
the time. Something was definitely going on, and she was going
to find out everything about it.

"I gave it to Andrea", she heard Kelly say as she stepped into
the living room. Everyone looked surprised for her returning so
fast from the bathroom. "You gave Andrea what?" she asked.

"Nothing. Just a thing."

"Stop that, everyone", she said, almost screaming. "I know there
is something going on here, and no-one has told me anything
about it. My patience is almost over, and it's very obvious that
you all know something serious." Her sudden burst of anger
didn't surprise anyone - it had only been a matter of time. "So.
Who's going to tell me about it?"

No-one had anything to say, so Jackie repeated her threat, this
time louder. Kelly was the first to break. She jumped on her
feet and ran past her mother, straight upstairs to her room. Mel
started talking, telling her everything he knew with his calm
voice. David wasn't able to listen, and he ran after Kelly.
Jackie made no effort to stop him. Mel's story ended with his
request for Kelly to return to tape to David to pay for the
humiliation. Of course, David had to promise under oath and
severe consequences of breaking it that he'd keep the tape in a
secure place and never show it to anyone else.

Jackie sat on the sofa and let her head fall behind, staying in
that position for a while. Mel apologized, saying that it had
been a stupid idea and if Jackie was mad at him he'd understand.
Jackie looked back at him, and she was laughing happily, her
worries proven wrong. Mel felt a part of the stone in his throat
disappear.

"And I thought that it was something serious", Jackie began.
"Those girls spend so much time with each other that it's not a
surprise that such things happen sometime. I guess this is all
right to tell you, and you have the right to know, but I once
had a sexual relationship with a woman in my youth. I'm sure I
can understand Kelly, because in her age they are just testing.
As an M.D., you know that, don't you, Mel?"

"That's right, but David did a bad thing. I understand that he
is interested in watching, but videotaping them went a little
too far. But he's already got his punishment", Mel said. Jackie
looked upstairs, as if wondering about their children. "I think
we'd better consider this case closed. No-one is hurt, but our
meddling with it would only make it worse", she said. Mel agreed
with that.

Jackie stood up and went to sit with Mel. They wrapped their
hands around each other and kissed passionately. "I think I want
you right now", Mel said as their lips parted. Jackie rushed
back on him and they french-kissed for a minute, caressing each
other with common passion. "My place or yours?" Mel asked,
trying to sound like a private eye in a film noir movie. Jackie
giggled and smiled. "Yours", she answered, "let's leave the kids
settling this with each other. I'm sure they won't do anything
they'd regret later."

---

Brandon couldn't believe his eyes. He was in his room watching
some tape he had found on her sister's desk. First he had
thought that it had been the recording from the recent school
event, but he had soon learned that he had been wrong. The first
ten minutes were various shots from the beach - he had even
laughed a little when a beach bully appeared in the screen, the
picture shook and then there was a cut to the other side of the
beach. Then there was a cut to something that made him snap wide
awake.

The recording was done in a bush, several branches and leaves
disturbingly on the way. Then Brandon recognized her sister's
moaning face between the green. Here the cameraman approached
the actors a few feet and zoomed in a bit, so he could clearly
see the scene. Brenda was totally nude, fingering herself in a
frenzy. Her lily-white flesh wiggled with frenzy as she fingered
herself. Zoom in to her pussy. Fingers moving back and forth.

Zoom out, full scene. Pan to left. Brandon gasped his breath
when he saw Andrea fingering naked Kelly, both's eyes closed in
passion, smiles so wide that their teeth were showing. Beautiful
smiles. Zoom in to Kelly's rocking pussy. Pan to tits and face
writhing in ecstasy. Brandon had never seen Kelly so beautiful.
Andrea had just come to visit Bren and they had left ten minutes
ago, laughing and telling apparent inside jokes. Zoom out, pan
to Andrea's face. She's saying something he can't make out. Zoom
out to full scene. Brenda reaching her orgasm, Kelly soon to
follow. Andrea with an expression Brandon could have never
imagined on her face.

Brandon heard the door open downstairs and footsteps rushing
upstairs. The damn machine took its time to eject the tape, and
when it had finally done it, Brenda was already rushing past his
door to her room. "No!" she yelled, and Brandon knew why she'd
come back. He heard Andrea calling for Brenda, probably at the
foot of the stairs.

Brenda appeared on his door, looking furious. The situation was
so obvious that neither of them had anything to say. "Andrea!
Come here", Brenda shouted, not leaving her eyes off her
brother. "What is it?" Andrea asked, and they heard how she
climbed the stairs quickly.

"Give that tape back to me right now." Brenda's eyes had
narrowed and her voice was icy. Andrea arrived and realized the
situation instantly. She stared at Brandon, who was grinning at
them. "Looks like my sister and my editor-in-chief share some
interesting hobbies together. Who filmed the tape? Oh yes..." he
said as if he had remembered something, "the peeping tom was
David, wasn't it? Looks a lot like his camerawork."

They had had arguments like this when they were kids, but
naturally none on this subject. "No matter who it was", Brenda
said, ready to murder. "You are going to give it back to me.
Right now. Can you hear me?"

Brandon walked calmly on the VCR and inserted the tape. It
started playing automatically, while Brenda made no effort in
getting the tape back, stunned by Brandon's behaviour. Her face
appeared on the screen, eyes closed, mouth open, saliva on her
lips. Quick pan to left, in Andrea. She blushed when she saw
herself on Brandon's television set, smiling her usual,
beautiful smile. Then she realized that her nipples were poking
through her blouse.

"It's not what you think!" she suddenly yelled, surprising them
both. "I would have done it with you, Brandon, remember? When we
were riding in that carousel and you just couldn't understand
what I was offering you? I'm no lesbian! We were just having
fun!"

"I'm sure you were", Brandon said. "And some fun it was", he
continued. On TV Kelly and Brenda were lying on their towels,
too exchausted to do anything but moan and caress their bodies.
"Would you like to go on with that fun?"

Brandon's question snapped the girls to react oppositely. Andrea
was delighted, smiling surprisedly at Brandon. She'd definitely
agree. Brenda was shocked, his own brother asking her to do
this. Definitely not! There had to be some limits!

"Come on", Andrea said, releasing her horniness. "He doesn't
want you to touch him. But I want you to touch me where it feels
the best." She kissed Brenda on the cheek, making her fight with
different emotions. Andrea purred and slid her hand along her
body. Brenda made no effort to resist.

"That's the spirit, Bren", Brandon said and sat on his bed.
Brenda answered in Andrea's kiss, probing her cheeks with her
tongue. Andrea moaned and placed her both hands on Brenda's ass,
rubbing them softly against it. Brenda run her fingers down
Andrea's spine, making her whisper how much she lover her touch.

In a few minutes both girls were naked and doing 69 on the
floor. Brandon was only wearing his shorts, but they couldn't
hide the bulge inside them. Andrea was on the top, lapping
Brenda like a dog, while Brenda practised some more
sophisticated methods. Brenda massaged Andrea's neck with her
toes, sometimes playing with her long hair. The door was locked,
even though there was no-one else home at the moment.

Brenda moved her hands to grab Andrea's dangling tits and
started playing with her nipples. This made Andrea bury her face
on Brenda's silky pussy hair and suck on her clitoris
frantically. Brenda pulled Andrea closer to her and moved her
tongue inside out, moaning as if she was humming. Brandon put
his hand inside his shorts, gave his dick a few good strokes,
then stopped and pulled his shorts down.

Andrea turned her face to look at Brandon, and she was
positively shocked at the sight of Brandon's hard-on. She stared
at it for a long time until Brenda used her feet to gently push
her back to her pussy. Brenda opened her eyes and saw Brandon
approaching. To her surprise, she felt perfectly at ease. Just
as long as Brandon didn't try to do anything on her.

"Come here, Brandon", Andrea begged and took her face off
Brenda's pussy. Her lips were wet with Brenda's pussy juice -
there was a lot on her nose, too. Brandon went on his knees in
front of Andrea. Andrea moved her body so that she was sitting
on Brenda's face, smiled at Brandon with her usual, cute smile,
the closed her eyes as if hit with sudden pleasure. Brenda's
hands were eagerly groping her tits, and Andrea returned the
favor by massaging Brenda's beautiful, white breast. Brandon
took a closer look at her sister's pussy wide open in front of
him, but then Brenda pulled her legs together, blocking the
view.


Disappointed for a while, then reminding himself that it would
have been forbidden for him anyway, he went on his knees above
Brenda's pussy, careful not to touch it. He was sitting two feet
away from Andrea, who still had his hands on Brenda's swollen
breasts. She opened her eyes, saw Brandon front of her and
smiled. She gasped her breath sharply, remembering that she was
going to touch a man for the first time now. It felt different
than she had thought, almost as if she had done it before. Eager
she was, though - and it would still be Brandon, just like in
her dreams!

Both Brandon and Andrea bent forward, meeting halfway for a
delicious kiss. Brandon lift his hands on Andrea's tits,
caressing them with Brenda. Andrea moaned and Brandon could feel
her warm breath. He felt the taste of pussy juice on her mouth,
remembered whose taste it was and enjoyed it. He felt the
forbidden pleasure run over his spine, and he wanted to taste it
for as long as possible.

Andrea pulled back, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She
lifted her hands and placed them on Brandon's cock, sliding them
curiously all over it. Brandon closed his eyes and whispered how
he wanted more. Andrea was inexperienced, but very satisfying.
Brenda's slurping became louder and more intense, and the girls
formed a machine, working in a one, perfect rhythm. Brandon
could feel Brenda's work through Andrea. He opened his eyes and
saw Andrea going down on him.

First she teased his cock with her tongue, licking it like
candy. Brandon placed one of her hands gently on his balls, and
she started caressing them. It wasn't perfect, but she was on
the right lines. Brandon put his hands behind Andrea's neck,
massaging her only with his fingertips.

Andrea took his dick properly in her mouth, holding it with her
left hand at the same time. Her right hand was still handling
his balls. Andrea's head was moving back and forth, and her
mouth was dripping a mixture of her saliva and Brandon's pre-
come. Brandon was ohyessing when his dick operated like a piston
in her mouth, and he intensified the movement with his hips. No-
one had ever done anything this good to him - not Cheryl, not
Emily, and those were the girls he'd gone to bed with so far.
Brandon had felt it so nice last time when he had been high on
Emily's euphoria. But this was clean, this had no side-effects
nor a hangover.

Andrea suddenly stopped and rose up. Brandon saw Brenda's face
appear, and she gasped when she saw his wet cock above her. "I
want you to come inside me", Andrea said. Brenda moved a few
feet backwards, leaving some space between her and her brother.
Brandon reached out for the condom he had placed on the table
next to him, took it out and rolled it on his dick. Andrea
kissed Brandon and positioned herself facing Brenda, telling her
that she'd return the favour. Brenda smiled and spread her legs
wide, and Brandon caught a glimpse of her wet pussy. Then Andrea
lifted her butt up, Brandon lowered himself on his knees and
carefully inserted his tool in the shaft between Andrea's legs.

"Oh yes, do it to me", Andrea moaned and closed her eyes. She
supported herself on her elbows while fingering Brenda. Brenda
rocked her body around and lifted her legs high. She was licking
her tits, giving equal turns to both of them until they were
soaking wet. Andrea's breathing had turned extremely short and
sharp, and Brandon was moaning like a steamboat.

"I think I'm going to come real soon", Andrea said before
reaching out Brenda's pussy with her tongue. Brenda was
fingering herself, but stopped that to give Andrea more room to
operate. "Oh yes, I am going to come. Just don't stop, Brandon,
please do it to me." Brandon increased his pace, getting hornier
and hornier with Andrea's every word. Andrea lifted her head
again, arched her back and started yelling. Brandon felt her
orgasmic muscles tickling the tip of his cock, and suddenly his
balls started spurting their come. He thrust his rod deep inside
Andrea's vibrating love hole, and they both yelled in ecstasy as
they came simultaneously.

Brenda, moved by the sight of their faces when they came, got
herself over the egde, exploded inside her body and went aaaah
while moving her finger rapidly inside her pussy. The muscles
above her waist felt the floor and added their share in the
orgasmic flow. When Brandon pulled out, Andrea fell forward on
Brenda's pulsating abdomen and remained there, smiling happily.
Brandon's hardon had lost most of its might, but he still felt
the pleasure as he rolled the condom off his dick. He caressed
him postorgasmic penis for a few seconds until he couldn't do it
any more.

"Oh God", Brenda said, sat up and kissed Andrea. "Well, was your
first time good for you?"

"This was better than I ever imagined", Andrea answered and
turned to kiss Brandon, who had sat down beside her. "I love you
both." Brandon gave Brenda a wink, and she blushed like a
schoolgirl. Somehow they didn't feel ashamed at all, and Brenda
didn't try to hide her private parts from Brandon. Then they
both gave some smooth, tantalizing caressing on Andrea's ear
nipples, which felt so funny she giggled. "You are both
fantastic."

Brandon stepped up and started the tape. "Oh no", the girls
said, playfully though. "Oh yes", Brandon said and came back to
them. On the tape Andrea was getting her pussy eaten in a
closeup shot. She blushed and turned her face down, but Brenda
gave her a quick kiss, which made Andrea start a joyful little
pillow fight with her. "I wonder if should have invited Kelly,
too?" she said when the fight had been resolved with lots of
laughing.

"I wouldn't have minded her", Brandon said carelessly. "But I
still would have wanted to come inside you, Andrea", he
continued, understanding the hint in her face.

"Good for you", Andrea laughed. "But I think that that would
have caused quite an inequality between sexes here. Then we
would have invited Dylan also. Don't look at me like that,
Brenda! You would have had a monopoly on him, of course."


"And good for you that you said that, but I don't think that it
would have worked out. I mean, we are all friends, but... I
don't think that it will work with groups bigger than this. And
I don't think I even want to try that."

Brandon agreed with that, and Andrea asked him how they were
going to go on after this. Brandon sat down and told her that he
liked her very much, but couldn't go steady with her. Andrea
sighed, but seemed to accept the fact. Brenda gave her a kiss
and welcomed her to the club. She had seen so many girls enter
the club, knowing that they'd never get Brandon.

On the television screen Andrea was just starting to come in the

- 
L.A. Beat - part 4


"I'would have never believed that I passed that history test
with a B", Kelly laughed. Donna agreed and picked a gorgeous
blouse from the rack, posing it to Kelly in front of her. "Oh
God", Kelly said, "now how come I missed that artifact? Please
give it me, I'll pay you anything for that!"

"No way", Donna said, searching the price tag. "I wonder what
David will say about this. He never makes any comments on
anything I wear."

Donna's words conjured an image in Kelly's mind she didn't want
to share with Donna. After all, she wouldn't probably
understand. Kelly had had a little discussion with David the
previous day: he had apologized and was still friends with
Kelly. She had promised not to tell Donna anything about their
little incident.

"Are you going to buy it?" Kelly asked, eager to grab the blouse
for Donna's smallest hesitation. Donna found the price tag and
nodded her eyebrows. She was on the egde, and Kelly tried to
invent something to make her give up. After all, Donna could
never spend $400 on a blouse unlike Kelly, who sometimes spent
$1000 an evening for new clothes she'd wear for a day or two.

"Well... no. You can have it. It's too expensive, and I was
going to buy new bikinis", Donna said, and Kelly had grabbed the
blouse before she could finish her sentence. Kelly examined the
garment greedily, ready to kill it with her credit card. For a
moment Donna thought she saw her ancient foremother come to
life, then the moment passed and she set her course to the
beachwear department.

"Do you think that David will like my wearing these", Donna
asked playfully. The bikinis were only slightly larger than the
amount of dollars on the price tag. Kelly was pretty amused of
Donna's chitchat how David never seemed to watch other girls
while they were in the beach together. Then her attention was
drawn to a pair of real killer bikinis, which would make every
beach hunk turn on his stomach when seeing her pass wearing
them. Though she had no intention of buying those - even less
actually wearing them in public, she remembered her Halloween
experience too well - she decided she wanted the kicks for
seeing how she looked like wearing them. Only she and the
mirror. She picked up the bikinis and went to try them on.

In a minute she was alone in a little room, a big mirror on one
wall, curtains on the other and her naked in the middle. She
stopped for a while to look at her naked body. Yesterday's
experiments hadn't altered her body in any visible way. She
released her hair and let it set itself free with a few
movements of her head. She noticed how it reached down to her
nipple when she struck some funny poses. To her surprise, she
managed to look like a nude Vogue cover for a while, then burst
laughing and picked up the bikinis.

"Kelly!" she heard Donna whisper. She instinctively covered her
pussy with the bikinis she held her right hand and her tits with
the left hand. "What is it?" she whispered back. Donna was just
behind the mirror wall, her voice obviously indicating some
problems.

"I can't understand how this wretched thing works!" Donna said
quietly but angrily.

"Wait a second, I'll be there to help you", Kelly said and
pulled her shirt and the bikini top on. She peeked between the
curtain and the wall that the route was clear - and of course it
was, it was a corridor sealed from the sight of curious male
customers, forced to follow their wives to choose from endless
row of clothes they couldn't differentiate from each other.

Donna was wearing the bikini bottom when Kelly came in. She was
also wearing the top, but it was hanging loose in a very ugly
way. She was battling with it when Kelly entered. Kelly closed
the curtain after her, which made Donna stop her efforts.

"Unbelievable, did they make this in Russia or what", Donna
said, her face blushing. Kelly smiled when she realized the
situation: Donna had faced the new generation of bikini tops.
Kelly had had difficulties coping with them, but now she used no
other kind of swimwear.

"Stand still", she giggled. "I will put them on you. These can
be a bit tricky at first." Donna turned around, facing the
mirror. Kelly stepped behind her and quickly succeeded in
putting them on Donna. For a while they examined her image in
the mirror, saying a word or two now and then, but something
wasn't right just then. "Now I think I know the problem. It
shouldn't be worn like that with breasts shaped like yours",
Kelly snapped. She quickly placed her hands on Donna's tits,
altering the position of the bikini top.

Donna, surprised of her friend's effectiveness, just stood
still, feeling her little hands working on her breasts. "Is
there something wrong with my breasts?" she asked shyly, unsure
of the situation. "No", Kelly said, checking her progress in the
mirror. Not yet perfect, but an improvement. Donna closed her
eyes and sighed. There was something unbelievably erotic on
Kelly's action she couldn't understand. "They are just
differently shaped than mine. Now I think that I got it. What do
you think of it now, Donna? Donna?"

Donna opened her eyes as if woken from a dream to harsh reality.
She cleared her throat and started telling how good it looked
like now when Kelly had done the great job she could have never
done herself and now the bikini looked just great. Kelly didn't
pay attention on her obvious avoiding and denying of something,
she just kept looking at her, smiling. Donna stopped her talking
and looked shyly into Kelly's eyes.

"Did you like my hands on your breasts?" she asked.

After a while, Donna nodded and turned away from Kelly, looking
at herself in the mirror.

"As I look at that top now", Kelly said, "I don't think that it
is still OK." She repeated what she had done a moment earlier,
but this time she concentrated on what was under the bikinis.
Her fingers found Donna's nipples and traveller around them,
making them harden. Donna's breathing became audible as Kelly
slowly approached her shoulder and gave it a kiss that barely
touched it. She followed her aura along the neck, caressing it
smoothly while removing the top with her hands. Donna shook a
bit when she saw her nipples appear in the mirror, but then
Kelly started caressing her ear nipple and brought her hands on
her breasts, letting the bikini top fall on the floor.

Donna brought her hands closer to Kelly's. She placed her
fingers between hers and started controlling her passionate
movements, gradually intensing them as her breasts swell.
Kelly's lips moved down the her neck and started their slow 
journey along the spine. "Oh yes", Donna moaned as Kelly's
tongue massaged every single bone on her back.

When Kelly had reached her butt Donna moved theirs hands to the
waistline and guided them to grab the bikini bottom. Kelly
rolled it the her ankles, the smell of her passion intensifying
her own. Donna turned around and sat down, spreading her legs.
The bikini bottom was still hanging from her other leg. Kelly
took a good look at her friend's virgin pussy lying front of
her. She couldn't decide whether to taste her beautiful breasts
or her pussy first. Donna was supporting herself on her elbows,
her head leaning back and her hands or her tits. Kelly dive into
her cunt, dying to taste her smell and compare it to her
memories of Andrea and Brenda.

"Oh YES", Donna moaned when Kelly touched her pussy with her
tongue. "Oooh, it feels so good! Ooh, do it to me!" she
whispered and placed her other hand on Kelly's neck. Kelly
probed her interiors, found her pulsating, swollen and delicious
clitoris and and caressed it with her tongue. Donna thought she
was going to die, the feeling was so intense. She wanted to grab
Kelly and do the same to her, she wanted Kelly to do it to her
at the same time, and the lust was so total that she wanted to
do everything to her at this very moment. She let her torso fall
on the floor and leaned her head as back as possible to see
Kelly in the mirror. All she could see was her blonde hair
rocking above her pussy, and she felt how her soft and wet organ
filled her vagina as nicely as it could ever be.

"I want you, Kelly, I want you right now to fuck me", she
demanded, moaning softly between and during each word. She sat
up, took Kelly on her armpits and pulled her face close to hers.
They kissed passionately while Donna placed herself in the
horizontal position and pulled Kelly above her. She slid her
hands under Kelly's bikinis and caressed her soft and cool butt,
travelling closer to her pussy every second. Kelly finally
pulled her bikinis and shirt off and threw them in the corner.
They wrapped their legs around each other, took one good look at
each other's lustful face and started the action as if
controlled by same mind.

Kelly started humping her, the sound of their genital hair
rubbing together making her wilder and wilder. Then she found
the position and the pace, and Donna relaxed like a medusa as
she took everything Kelly offered her. Their tits dangled
together, smoothly touching each other. Donna reached as far she
could with her hands and found the end of Kelly's vaginal lips
close to her asshole. This made Kelly ahh as she lost the
control of her body for a moment, the she regained it and went
on with making their pussies one. Kelly placed her arms under
Donna's shoulders and her head, running them through her hair
and neck.

"You feel so good", Donna said, then felt a sudden shiver of
pleasure which made her bite her teeth together and then cry a
little, sharp cry. Kelly lifted her torso up, offering her hips
a better way to move back and forth. The smooth, silky sound of
their pussy hair mixing was incredible. Donna inserted her
forefinger in Kelly's asshole and felt her anal muscles shiver
at the touch of her fingertip. "I'm going to come", Kelly
announced. "Just hold it right there, Donna, it feels so good.
It has never felt this good before."

Donna's clitoris felt how Kelly's love organ transformed and
started vibrating, as did her anal muscles around her finger,
and her face had the ultimate expression of pleasure. Her
thrusts stopped for a while, and Donna felt her clit covered
with something sticky and wet, then Kelly thrust once again,
this time very differently when compared to what she had done
before. She was coming, and she was coming good. For a moment
Donna was unsure of what to do, then the feeling on her pussy
took the control over her whole body. She had masturbated only
for a dozen times in her life, and this was so different. This
time she had her best friend with her, her whole body against
hers, feeling the mutual feeling.

Her own orgasm reached its absolute climax when Kelly was
already calming down. Kelly inserted her tongue in Donna's mouth
and licked her tongue and teeth thoroughly. Donna took his
finger out of Kelly's asshole and dig them all in her sweating
butt. Their pussies were touching each other again, and now it
was her turn to lubricate them. Kelly fell on Donna, and for her
surprise she didn't feel heavy at all. "Oh God", she gasped.
"What a ride." Kelly gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

In a few moments Kelly had sneaked out after checking that the
corridor was safe. It was a quiet time of the day, so no-one had
heard them. They both dressed quickly, took their shoppings and
headed towards the shop assistant who had been inventoring the
jacket racks. They paid for the things they wanted - Kelly's
blouse and Donna's bikinis and went outside, giggling and
winking at each other. Donna put her sunglasses on as they
hopped on the car, telling Kelly that they'd now hit the beach
and try her new outfit out. "It felt really good", she said.
"But I want you to keep this as our secret. You mustn't tell
Brenda or Andrea anything about this. They'd think we are some
kind of freaks."

"Well", Kelly said, thinking how to continue, "I think that
they'd understand. You see, Donna... I think that you are now
entitled to know. This wasn't exactly my first time with a girl.
Even yesterday, in the beach with Andrea and Brenda..."

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"It is finished", Andrea said with high self-esteem and pulled
the paper out of the typewriter. She was still smiling as she
passed her article to Brandon, whose expression was mildly
shocked after reading the headline. "Beautiful Secrets", he said
aloud. "Oh no, Andrea. I know that you are serious, but they are
never going to let you print this."

"And why not?" Andrea snapped back, as if she didn't know. She
was just smiling her beautiful, innocent-looking smile, her head
slightly leaning to the left.

"Because..." Brandon said, reading the article forward, "Andrea,
this is a beautiful and well-written article on the subject. But
I don't think that the school is ready for this. You just can't
write about these things at the school's paper. I know it's
wrong, but that's the way it is."

"Now listen, Brandon. We have had editorials on drugs, teenage
sex, gun control and even rape. I think that we are facing the
ultimate hypocrisy of our society here." Andrea's voice had
suddenly frozen. "We must be able to talk about these things.
There is too much guilt and too much fear now, and I want to
change things."

Brandon read the next paragraph. It told about how high school
freshmen often broke themselves and their sexuality with stupid
experiments, often drunk, often with fear of getting caught or
seen. And there was an alternative for it, an alternative no-one
ever even whispered a word. It was safe, it taught you a lot
about your body and its reactions and it was free. It was
everyone's own beautiful secret. Masturbation. She had said it
aloud. Masturbation. The word itself was the beauty.

"I don't know about this chapter where you admit that you do
it", Brandon said, puzzled and confused. "I think that it is
too... raunchy for a high school paper."

"Raunchy?" Andrea asked with sudden fury. "What's the matter
with you, Brandon? I can't believe I heard you put it that way!
Of all the staff around here I expected you to support and
understand me in this. I guess I was wrong", Andrea said and
took the paper from his hand. She turned away from Brandon and
started reading, her face grim and sulking.

"Andrea, stop that. I didn't mean to say it like that", Brandon
tried to settle things between them. "I really think that what
you do is important and requires a lot of courage..."

"But it shouldn't! Everyone should be able to do the same with
no fear of consequences! Something in our world is really sick!"

Andrea's loud voice turned many heads in the room to see what
was happening. Suddenly she realized that and felt embarrassed.
One by one they went back to their work, constant typing filling
the air after a short while. Andrea blushed and told Brandon she
was sorry, and he accepted her apology.

"You're the boss", Brandon finally said. "If you want to run the
article, I can't stop you. I advice you not to, but if you
really think it is so important, then go ahead. After all, what
is the worst that could happen?"

"Yes, Brandon, I think that it is important. It is so important
that I want you to do something about it."

"Anything you say, boss", Brandon agreed jokingly.

"I want you to do a supporting article for this. In fact, it
should include a little survey on attitudes around here."
Brandon guessed what Andrea was going to say, tried to raise his
hands to defend himself and refuse, but Andrea was unstoppable.
"I want you to ask everyone... well, mostly the boys... about if
they do it and what they think about it. And what do they
fantasize about when they do it. Oh, and ask them also if they
have ever done it in groups, I think that some boys have
experiences of circle jerks..."

Brandon fell down laughing, and so did Andrea. "Perhaps I should
also ask how far they shoot", he said between his laughter, and
they both started laughing like maniacs. Brandon laughed so hard
he almost couldn't breathe. "Do that, and of course you must ask
when they did it for the first time, and ask if they've ever
fantasized about someone of their own sex, and ask which style
they prefer - do they caress the tip or the balls..."

It took ten minutes before the editorial staff could make them
stop laughing, wondering what could be that funny, and still
they just had to look at each other to start again.

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