Unknown - The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

I threw my robe over my shoulders and said to Jeannie, "C'mon, you bitch, let's go eat something." I pinched her ass as I left the closet.

Squealing, Jeannie grabbed her robe and followed me, chasing me down the hall.

When we reached the kitchen, I saw that the guys had whipped up some hamburgers and hot dogs, along with a huge salad, and were getting ready to sit down at the small breakfast table.

"Let's eat!" I yelled as I grabbed a seat across from Ted and Al. "I'm so hungry I could eat a cow!"

"Mooo," said Al, with a glint in his eye. I smiled as his leg touched mine under the table.

And it's still early, I thought to myself.

I decided to pass on the beer, and had a Diet Coke instead. "I'm planning on needing the caffeine buzz later," I said, with a wink at Jeannie.

"Good idea, Trace!" she replied. "You guys better be awake later too," she continued. "Or we might have to take matters into our own hands." She looked at me and winked.

"Just wake me up so I can watch," Ted said. "I think I'd like that." The look on his face told me that his fires had been rekindled. He was gazing at me intently, trying to "sneak a peek" where my robe was separating in the front.

"Amazing," I thought to myself. Just 30 minutes ago we were all as naked as we could be, with nothing left to the imagination, but just put a few threads on, and – BOOM! – the imagination is back in full force! And with it, the desire to see what was hidden under those threads. Amazing!

I was beginning to realize something about the power involved with wearing the right things, as opposed to wearing nothing or, worst of all, wearing the WRONG thing. It seemed that men preferred a little adventure a little teasing… it seemed to get their blood flowing. I'll just have to experiment further in the weeks to come, I thought.

Meanwhile, in the present, I leaned towards Ted, "accidentally" letting the front of my robe open just a bit with the motion.

"Don't tell me you'd prefer watching Jeannie and me play, than to join in," I teased him. All the while I was talking, his eyes never moved from my breasts.

I huffed, and closed the front of my robe with a melodramatic flair.

"No, no, not at all," Ted was stuttering. "I didn't mean that. I didn't want to, I mean. What I meant was: 'Oh, Hell!'"

We all burst out laughing at once. Ted was hilarious, trying to patch things up and explain. I smiled at Jeannie, and she took the cue.

"Don't worry, Teddy," she cooed, leaning into him and putting her arm around his shoulder, "I think Trace forgives you, and we're not ready for a show yet anyway. We'll need a little more practice."

Jeannie looked at me when she said that, and slipping her tongue through her lips, curled it in my direction. Both boys groaned. They thought that we were kidding, but weren't quite sure.

Ted turned, as if to respond to Jeannie, but stopped in mid-thought when he realized that when she had put her arm around him, the motion caused her robe to open completely, and the pressure he felt on his right arm was from her naked breast pressing against him!

Ted looked at Jeannie's nakedness, and then at her face. Jeannie returned his gaze with a huge grin, and her patented Groucho Marx eyebrows.

I smiled to myself at the effortless cunning that Jeannie had used to snare Ted's attention. He was speechlessly drooling, and she'd simply, and "innocently" put her arm around his shoulder. I could see that the competition had resumed. I was grinning from ear to ear at the thought.

"Tiring" of Ted's staring at her exposed breasts, Jeannie feigned surprise, quickly removed her arm, and closed her robe, tying it tightly with the sash.

But the effort hadn't been wasted. Ted now was wide awake, and ready for more. He made no attempt to continue whatever he meant to say. His attention turned from Jeannie's 34's to the half finished burger on his plate. He seemed embarrassed and confused.

I noticed that Al, being left out of the preceding play, was appearing to develop a little jealous streak. He was looking at Ted his best friend in the world Ted, with a look that was somewhere between anger and envy.

Wanting to nip that feeling in the bud, I leaned over to whisper in his ear. "They're just kidding around, guy. Don't take it so seriously."

"Relax," I said. Looking into Al's eyes, I quickly slid my hand up his thigh, not stopping until I reached his balls. With only a moment's hesitation, I continued up and wrapped my hand around his rapidly hardening cock.

Stroking the length of his pole slowly, I whispered, "They're just playing around, Al. Kinda like we are. Don't get pissed off. Let's have some fun tonight, all of us, what'd'ya say. Okay?"

"Yeah sure," Al stammered. "I guess I was overreacting there for a minute."

"Thanks," I said with a smile. Reluctantly, I released his cock and slid my hand back into my own lap.

"Not bad," I thought. "Not bad at all." Al's cock, although shorter than Ted's, was nonetheless, JUST as exciting. And the shorter length made me wonder about how it would feel in my mouth. I sighed and closed my eyes, imagining Al's hard cock sliding between my lips.

"How's about we commence ta eatin' folks!" Ted said, in his best "John Wayne" accent. At once everyone was laughing and releasing the tension, sexual and otherwise, that had built up.

We all dove into the food like starving people.

Food was definitely a good idea. I felt the energy coursing through my body as I wolfed down a burger. There wasn't a lot of talking as we all attacked the feast of burgers and dogs.

"Hey, guys," Al shouted, breaking the silence. "How's about we all do a shot to celebrate our night out!"

Everyone voiced their approval, and he leaped up to get the bottle of Jose from the living room.

Feeling a little horny from stroking Al's cock, I scrunched down in my seat, and slid my foot up Ted's leg, working my way up his thigh, until I felt his balls under my toes.

Ted, for some reason, got a look of panic in his eyes, which I just took for embarrassment. Smiling mischievously, I continued my search until I felt the base of his cock with my toes. He was hard as a rock. I must really be getting to him, I thought.

I stretched my leg, longing to feel his broad cockhead with my foot.

That's when I felt fingers with my foot!

I looked over to see Jeannie's face register first curiosity, then shock. She was caught with MY boyfriend's cock in her hand!

I hadn't noticed her arm under the table because my own attention had been focused on HER boyfriend's cock!

Pretending to be the sophisticate, but in reality seeing the ironic balance of the whole matter, I merely smiled, shrugged my shoulders, and continued stroking Ted's cock with my foot. In fact, looking at Jeannie, I brought my other foot up to join the first!

Looking down, and seeing what I was doing, and also seeing that I wasn't pissed off, Jeannie smiled and joined the party in Ted's lap by re-encircling his cock with her hand.

Her palm gripped the top of his hard pole, while I maneuvered my feet to grip him on either side, creating a tunnel with my arches.

Ted's head lolled back, and he closed his eyes. He started to pump his hard cock into my feet. The feeling of Ted's cock gliding in and out of my connected feet was strange, but at the same time, incredibly erotic. I gripped the table edge for support which caused my robe to fall open.

I was stretched out on a kitchen chair, for all intents and purposes completely naked, and was attempting to jerk my boyfriend off with my feet! And at the same time, my best girlfriend was helping me jerk my boyfriend off by gripping his cockhead with her hand!

How weird was this weekend gonna get anyhow?

I was starting to heat up, and decided that I really didn't give a shit how weird this would get. I was loving it!