Her money was on Adam, even though Kim's bags were already there. Aisha had spent quite a bit of the evening watching Kim, Tommy, and Billy. Something had happened between the three of them since she had last seen them on Thursday, and she could make a pretty good guess as to what: Kimberly and Billy had had sex. It had been pretty obvious in the way they exchanged secretive glances all night long and the way Billy held Kim while they slow danced. He had held her much too close, and they had moved with an ease they had never had before. Of course, it helped that Aisha had overheard Kim moaning in her sleep begging Billy to fuck her. Billy was a nice guy and all, kind of cute, too, but why would Kim want to sleep with him when she had Tommy? Even more astonishing was that Tommy seemed to know about whatever it was Kim and Billy had done, and he wasn't upset.

Aisha wondered if she'd be able to pry the secret out of Kim. Could it be that Kim had done what Aisha had suggested and invited Billy into bed with her and Tommy? Kim, Tommy and Billy having a threesome? That'd be too wild, but it would explain an awful lot. Aisha could almost picture the scene: Kim on her hands and knees, Tommy's cock in her snatch, and Billy's in her mouth... at least, that's how she'd take them if she were the one on her hands and knees. The thought of her friends' mÈnage a trois had Aisha's sex-starved hormones in an uproar. Imagine having two cocks at once... however, she couldn't even imagine what one felt like.

"Do you realize, Adam, that you and I are the only ones who aren't going to be getting any this weekend?"

Aisha's words came back to haunt her. Not mentioning Billy really had been an oversight; she hadn't any inkling that Kim would act on her dreams. Aisha had to admit to being a bit envious. Who wouldn't be when her best friend had two guys and she didn't have any? She was dying to know what sex was like; ever since that sleep over at Carrie Richardson's.... Carrie had been a friend from her class back at Stone Canyon, but she hadn't been really close. For her fifteenth birthday, Carrie's folks let her have a sleep over; her parents were supposed to have chaperoned, but a family emergency had called them away. Carrie's older sister offered to chaperon so the party wouldn't have to be canceled, but as soon as everyone had arrived and their parents were gone, Cindy slipped off with her boyfriend. It was the last they had seen of her.

That was no big deal. The girls didn't really need Cindy around. It had been a typical slumber party until someone turned the topic of conversation to cute guys and sex. Carrie had told them all about having seen her sister and her boyfriend doing it in Cindy's room. Then, Carrie raided her sister's nightstand and brought out her books on sex and a very realistic dildo. What happened next was never mentioned between the friends ever again, but it was a night Aisha would never forget.

Between remembering that party and speculating on her friends' present activities, Aisha was wet between the legs. She wished she knew Curtis better; he was charming, good looking, fun to be with... but that wasn't enough to make Aisha want to sleep with him. She had learned another important lesson about sex from Carrie Richardson: the danger of sleeping around with somebody you didn't know and trust. Aisha had pretty much made up her mind that casual sex wasn't for her. She wanted to wait until she was in a solid relationship--like Kim and Tommy (without the extenuating circumstances). Although, she wouldn't have minded getting together with one of the guys from the team. They were guys she knew, trusted, and cared about.

If Tommy was willing to share Kimberly with Billy, I wonder if Kim would be willing to share Tommy with me, Aisha mused. Actually, she wasn't all that interested in Tommy; Kim had pretty much satisfied her curiosity about him. If she was to pick one of her friends to have sex with, she would have picked Adam. Billy's intelligence made her a little uncomfortable, and Rocky was too... easy. That wasn't to say that he'd jump in the sack with anyone who came along, just that Rocky was not a challenge. He'd have been willing to sleep with her had she asked, but Adam... ah, he would be a challenge indeed. He was just so damn shy! Aisha figured he probably wouldn't have enough nerve to kiss his bride at his own wedding ceremony. It wouldn't surprise her at all if Adam was still a virgin on his wedding night.

"Of course, you and I could always...."

"Aisha!"

"We'll have the whole cabin to ourselves...."

Aisha laughed softly as she recalled Adam's face when she had jokingly propositioned him. She had never seen him turn so red before! She knew she shouldn't tease him like that; Adam really was a sweetheart, and she thought the world of him. It was just so hard to believe anyone could be so... innocent. It was fun to contemplate seducing him--just imagining how he'd react.... This wasn't the first time Aisha had planned out her seduction of Adam--not that she would ever really do something like that. She would be too afraid of jeopardizing their friendship. Still, she had already decided that subtly would be wasted on him. She would need to be bold.

_Stand in front of him and drop my clothes so I'm buck naked? Naw, he'd probably just grab a blanket or something to throw over me. De-pants him and give him a blow job? That has possibilities; there's no way he'd be able to resist with his dick in my mouth. Hell, he could hardly resist Kim that time she felt him up in Zedd's dungeon...._

_I can't believe it! I did it; I really did it!_

Adam pulled his car into the parking lot in front of the cabins and simply sat in it, lost in a state of euphoria. He had been on cloud nine ever since he had dropped Sarah off at home. He was still a bundle of nerves, but it was a good kind of nervousness. He had actually kissed Sarah good-night. It had taken him half the night to relax and enjoy himself in her company; she hadn't seemed to mind that he was so jumpy. Sarah had been great; she really seemed to understand. By the end of the prom, Adam's stomach had unknotted, and by the end of the carnival, he had felt like he and Sarah had been friends forever. Still, he almost hadn't gone through with it. During the drive to Sarah's house he almost talked himself out of making the attempt. However, the way she had paused on her doorstep... the way she kind of smiled shyly at him... it had only been a small peck (on the lips, eyes closed, the whole bit), but it was the first time he had ever kissed a girl, and he felt absolutely wonderful.

It was some few minutes before Adam felt like he could walk (he was a trifle light-headed). Try as he might, he couldn't wipe the lopsided grin off his face. He knew the minute Aisha saw his smile, she'd be all over him wondering what had happened, and there'd be no putting her off. With any luck, Aisha was already in bed and he wouldn't have to face her until later in the morning; however, as he grabbed his overnight bag from the backseat, Adam realized that he didn't have a key to the girls' cabin.

_Great. Now what?_

Then he noticed that the lights were on in the bungalow; someone was still awake. Adam hoped it was Kimberly; her car was parked in front of the cabin. If she was there, he'd just wander down to Tommy and Billy's cabin and wouldn't have to face Aisha. Facing Kim wouldn't be so bad; even if she noticed that something was up she wouldn't make as big a deal out of it as Aisha.

_Better get this over with, otherwise you'll be standing out here all night,_ Adam schooled himself. Taking a deep breath, he knocked.

"Hey, Adam, I was beginning to wonder where you had gotten to," Aisha said as she answered the door.

"I took Sarah home," Adam replied. He fidgeted as Aisha gave him a quick once over. "What is it?"

"Well, I don't see any lipstick smears...."

"Aisha...!"

"...but you did kiss her, didn't you?"

"How... ?" Adam sputtered. He had managed to control his grin, so how could she tell?

"Look at you, boy; you're positively glowing," Aisha said with a knowing grin. "I figured it had to be from something pretty momentous, and a first kiss rates as a momentous occasion."

"It was no big deal, really," Adam demurred. Aisha could be more annoying than Rocky with her poking and prodding. He recalled Wednesday afternoon when Kimberly had born the brunt of Aisha's less-than-subtle queries; how had she put up with it--especially living with Aisha! "It was just a little good-bye kiss."

"For most guys, a good-bye kiss isn't a big deal, but knowing you...."

Adam's blush deepened.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened?" Aisha prodded.

"No," Adam replied with finality. It was a special moment; he wanted to cherish it privately a bit longer before sharing it with anyone else. He met Aisha's insistent gaze with what he hoped was a stern expression of his own. He recognized the look he saw therein. She would retreat for the moment, but the matter was by no means closed. Adam sighed. "So, is Kimberly--um--due back?" he asked hopefully.

"Ha! She's probably busy taking care of Tommy right now, and if she's done with him already, she's probably doing Billy," Aisha snorted.

"Aisha," Adam scolded, "what a thing to say. Kim wouldn't do a thing like that. She loves Tommy; she wouldn't betray him by sleeping with someone else."

"Is it betrayal if Tommy knows about it or gave his consent?" Aisha wondered.

"Where are you getting this wild idea that Kim is doing Billy?"

"From Kim and Billy."

"What?"

"You weren't watching them while they were dancing," Aisha answered.

"So they danced together, big deal. Tommy danced with Laura and you're not accusing him of fooling around with her."

"Tommy wasn't squeezing Laura's ass every time he had his hands on her."

Adam's eyes went wide at her implication. He couldn't imagine Billy doing anything of the sort. "Billy wouldn't ...." he protested.

"Billy did, and vice versa. And I'm sure Tommy knew about it. For every time that Billy cut in and changed partners, Tommy did the same almost as if he was letting Billy have a turn with Kim."

Adam was having a difficult time picturing a coupling between Kimberly and Billy. The two were long time friends, but there had never been any romantic implications or signs that they were physically attracted to one another.

"Oh, come on, Adam; it's not so hard to imagine Kim and Billy in bed together," Aisha continued as if reading his thoughts. "I mean, Billy's good looking, and he's a really gentle person. I'm sure at one time, he probably had a crush on Kim but wasn't brave enough to do anything about it. As for Kim, she sure seemed interested in Billy when she felt him up in Zedd's dungeon."

"Kim had no choice then," Adam retorted, his own memories of the incident making his throat tight and the heat flare in his cheek. "She was under Zedd's control."

"Maybe the first time but not the second."

"What do you mean?"

"You were asleep when she snuck in to free us. She got awful friendly with Billy while trying to slip him the control pick to release our bonds."

"Yeah, but Zedd was still keeping tabs on her. She had to keep up the act."

"I don't know, Adam; she came awful close to giving him a blow job...."

"Fine. All right. Maybe Kim is fooling around with Billy--although I don't believe she would--and even if she is, it's none of our business," Adam snapped, losing all patience with Aisha. "I thought she was your best friend; you're not doing her any favors by voicing your opinions on this."

"Chill out, Adam; I don't mean anything by it. I don't care if Kim's doing Billy or if she isn't, but if she is... I just wish she'd share. It's no fair that she can get it from two guys and I can't get any at all," Aisha harumphed.

Aisha's statement threw Adam for a loop. As long as he had known Aisha, she had never had a steady boyfriend. He had never understood that. It was difficult to look at Aisha like an ordinary girl; she had always been one of the guys, but when he took a step back and tried to view her objectively, he could see that she was an attractive young woman--high spirited, cheerful, someone who was fun to be with. However, she had never shown much interest in guys. Sometimes he'd hear her giggling with Kimberly over someone they thought was cute, but he had never heard her talk much about sex before tonight.

It was just too much for Adam at the moment; it was time to retreat. "Listen, I'm beat. I'm going to bed."

"So, what was it like?" Aisha queried suddenly.

"What was what like?" Adam asked, cringing inwardly. He hoped Aisha had been sufficiently distracted with thoughts of Kim, Tommy, and Billy to forget about the other matter.

"Kissing Sarah. What kind of kiss did you give her?"

Adam knew that Aisha was not going to let it go until he told her something, but should he tell her the truth or what he thought she wanted to hear? "It was just a good-night kiss, all right?"

"Show me."

"What?"

"Kiss me like you kissed Sarah."

Adam gaped at her in disbelief "Are you sure that punch we had earlier wasn't spiked? You're acting really weird."

"I always wondered whether or not you'd be a good kisser, what with your romantic streak and all."

"I can't kiss you," Adam protested.

"And why not? I'm a girl, aren't I?" Aisha challenged.

"Yes, but you're my friend. Kissing you would be like... kissing Rocky."

"Now you're being silly," Aisha chided. She maneuvered around Adam until she was standing between him and the hallway leading to the bedrooms. "Come on; you don't have to be bashful around me."

"You're not going to leave me alone until I do it, are you," he fumed.

"Damn straight."

Adam glared at Aisha for a moment, trying to judge her determination. She looked formidable. He scowled as Aisha puckered up like a fish; his expression caused her to giggle. _She has to be drunk or something,_ Adam mused. Granted, Aisha had all but said she was horny--which was an idea he wasn't going to pursue too closely--but there had to be something else going on. Adam sighed with resignation. "All right. Fine. Anything so I can get some sleep." Placing his hands on her shoulders, he leaned in close.

His eyes fluttered shut as his lips softly brushed Aisha's. It was a brief kiss, but it lasted long enough for him to realize that her mouth was fuller and softer than Sarah's. When he pulled away, Adam felt butterflies in his stomach. He observed that Aisha's eyes were still closed. "Satisfied?" he queried, his voice cracking somewhat.

"That was it?" Aisha wisecracked. "Don't tell me that's how you really kissed Sarah. That's the sort of kiss you'd give your sister or something."

Adam threw his hands up in frustration. That's how he had kissed Sarah; what had she wanted him to do--pull her close, crush her lips to his and slip his tongue in her mouth? Adam suddenly realized that that was exactly what Aisha had expected. She had wanted a romantic kiss, not an affectionate one. It was the sort of kiss he would have liked to have given Sarah, but he wasn't sure if he could or not. However, Aisha was standing there, staring at him, daring him to do it. Before Adam knew what was going on, he was accepting Aisha's dare. She wanted a kiss; he'd give her a kiss.

For once, Adam didn't think; he simply acted. One arm went around Aisha's body, pulling her closer, and the other went up to cradle the back of her head. His lips descended upon hers almost as if in slow motion. His lips scarcely pressed against hers when his tongue probed her mouth with gentle but firm pressure, until it slipped inside to caress the velvet of her tongue. This was how he wanted to kiss Sarah. It was how he had kissed her--and countless other young women--in his dreams. Adam's lips lingered, savoring the softness of the mouth under his, until he felt the need to breathe. Then, almost reluctantly, he pulled away, but only just barely.

To his astonishment, he was breathless, and his heart was pounding a mile a minute. How could this be? This was Aisha he was kissing, not Sarah. Yet, he felt a sort of excitement stirring within him. Adam opened his eyes to check on Aisha. Her eyes were still closed, her lips--shiny and moist--slightly parted. He realized that she was breathing almost as rapidly as he was. If he felt her heart, would he find it beating as strongly as his own? Adam released Aisha and backed away nervously. What was going on here? Why was he feeling this way? This wasn't right.

"Good night," Adam stammered, then quickly made his escape.

Aisha barely heard Adam's leave-taking. Eyes closed, she swayed slightly, her senses awhirl in the wake of his kiss. That had been some kiss! She couldn't seem to catch her breath; her heart was pounding like a drum. Every nerve in her body was atingle; it was as if fire were rushing through her veins. His mouth on hers had been firm yet so gentle--a tender kiss but passionate as well. Her knees felt a little wobbly, and Aisha staggered over to the couch.

She knew good and well that the first kiss Adam had given her was exactly the sort of kiss she had expected him to give Sarah. It even had a hint of shyness and hesitancy that Aisha imagined it had had with Sarah, but the second kiss... where had that come from? She had been completely blown away, but it shouldn't have been a big deal. It wasn't like it was the first time she had been French kissed--well, it was the first time a guy had French kissed her. Kim had kissed her in Zedd's citadel, but even that hadn't been the first time she had been Frenched by a girl.

Aisha raised her fingers to her lips; they still tingled with the memory of Adam's mouth on hers. A shiver raced down her spine. Who knew Adam was such an excellent kisser? It was the sort of kiss that left one hungry for more.

_Get a hold of yourself, girl,_ Aisha cautioned herself. She couldn't believe she was seriously considering going back for seconds. It didn't help matters that she had been so horny to begin with. She had teased him initially because she was a little jealous. Even he had gotten at least a kiss; she was left with getting her thrills vicariously through her friends. She hadn't meant to go on about Kim and Billy, but she couldn't get the thought out of her head--it was so deliciously wicked, and Adam was so cute when he was flustered. However, she wondered why he had gotten so defensive there towards the end.

Why had she asked him to kiss her? Just to see what he would do? She hadn't thought he'd do it--even the little peck. Because she was horny? Not even that--she had felt as Adam had: it would have been like kissing her brother, if she had one. However, she didn't think so any longer. Aisha's hand went to her heart; it was beating as if she had just run a marathon, and she still wasn't sure if her legs would support her. Adam's arms around her had felt so good, and she liked the way he smelled. She took a deep breath and gazed longingly down the hall. Her already erect nipples--his kiss had even made her tits stand at attention!--seemed to get harder at the thought.

Don't do it, a voice inside warned her. You push too hard, you could lose one of your best friends. It was good advice; she didn't want to lose Adam as a friend. She should just go to her room, get herself off, and go to sleep--which would probably give her wet dreams. However, as she glanced down the hallway, she noticed that Adam's door was slightly ajar. Adam was no doubt getting ready for bed... changing out of his clothes.... The voice's warning vanished completely as curiosity got the better of Aisha. She always wondered what Adam looked like naked (she had wondered the same about the other guys on the team, too, if she wanted to be honest with herself), and if he didn't strip completely, she'd at least get to see him in his underwear. She started down the hallway silently.

_Adam won't even know I'm there. He isn't the only one who has ninja skills._

"Come on; you don't need to be bashful around me." Aisha's words mocked Adam as he hurried to the safety of his room for the night. Unsettled and confused, he began getting undressed. He tossed his vest across the room angrily. Why had he kissed Aisha like that? Why had he let her push him into doing it? And why did she have to bring up the subject of Lord Zedd's dungeon?

"Bashful Adam...." Kimberly's sultry purr echoed forth unbidden from his memories. He tried to shut out the scene, but it was too powerful to be denied. He and the others were chained up in the lowest chamber of Zedd's citadel. Before them strutted Kimberly--but Kimberly as they had never seen her before. She was barely dressed in a travesty of her Ranger costume, and she moved with a sexuality that had left Adam dry mouthed and spellbound. He didn't want to see Kimberly this way, but no force in the universe could have made him look away. Zedd called her his Power Slut and commanded her to "inspect the prisoners."

She had approached Rocky first, thoroughly feeling him up. All throughout Rocky's inspection, Adam prayed that Kim would leave him alone, and yet part of him had yearned for her to come closer. That part had gotten its wish. She had rubbed her body up against his, shimmying down the length of him until her face was level with his erection. Then, impossibly, he felt her nip at his cock through his shorts. Adam had almost lost it. Then, her hands slid around to cup his bottom. Over and over he repeated to himself, this is Tommy's girlfriend, but that didn't stop him from getting excited. Finally, Kim stood and faced him. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see what burned in Kim's eyes and not wanting her to see what burned in his. He braced himself for a kiss, but she slowly traced the outline of his lips with her tongue. Then, she moved on to Aisha, leaving him with a throbbing cock, a pounding heart, and tingling lips.

Adam's fingers went to his lips; they tingled even now at the memory (or was it from kissing Aisha?). That brief inspection had made a deep impression on Adam. It had been his first sexual experience with a girl--and not just any girl but his friend's bewitched girlfriend. He hadn't realized at first just how profoundly the experience had affected him; he had been so worried about Kimberly's slow recovery, but once she was on her feet again... the dreams started. Almost every night for a week he dreamed about Kim feeling him up, and every morning he woke up with soiled pajamas. It reached the point where he couldn't look at Kim without blushing, and he couldn't even meet Tommy's eyes at all.

"Adam, can we talk?" Adam had been terrified when Tommy approached him. While friends and sparring partners, they had never been close. That Tommy wanted to talk to him made him nervous; he knew what it had to be about.

"Look, I know what happened in Zedd's dungeon. It's okay, Adam; I'm not angry. How can I be? You had no choice, and neither did Kim."

Adam wanted to say that it wasn't what happened that bothered him, but that he enjoyed it so much and still did, only he couldn't find the words. However, Tommy's next statement completely blew him away.

"I can't even blame you guys for enjoying it. I know that until Kim did me the first time, I'd never experienced anything like that before."

Those were Adam's feelings exactly. Even so, Adam didn't feel Tommy could fully appreciate his dilemma since Kim was his girlfriend and not someone else's.

"Billy mentioned that he was having trouble with--how did he put it?--'erotic nocturnal visions' and figured you might be, too. You guys aren't the only ones having trouble with wet dreams and guilty feelings."

"Why should you feel guilty? She's your girlfriend," Adam had asked in spite of himself.

"Yeah, but I'm having wet dreams about what she did, and Kim's having nightmares."

That admission had thoroughly jolted Adam, as did Tommy's further revelation: Kim knew what she had been forced to do, she knew why Adam was acting the way he was, and she felt badly about it. After that, the dreams stopped coming regularly, but every time someone brought the subject up, he wound up having a week's worth of "erotic nocturnal visions" and wet sheets in the morning. At least he had learned to keep his embarrassment from being visible whenever he was around Kim. However, he presently had a raging hard-on. Adam tossed his shirt onto the chair with a sigh. Well, tonight he'd have his choice of fantasies to masturbate to: being felt up by Kim, kissing and cuddling with Sarah, or French kissing Aisha.

He would have liked to have focused on Sarah, but what had happened in the living room kept rising to the forefront of his mind. He still didn't know what possessed him to kiss Aisha like that. He hadn't thought he ever wanted to do anything like that with her. Still, her body had felt so nice... what was that line they always used in the old cartoons? _So round, so firm, so fully packed...._ That was Aisha all right. She had felt so soft and warm while pressed up against him. She had a nice mouth... full, soft lips. Adam knew he had surprised her, but she hadn't fought him like he thought she might. Actually, she had looked sort of dazed when he left her.

_Just put that out of your mind. Nothing is going to happen between you and Aisha,_ Adam chided himself. He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled off his shoes and socks. He was about to take off his pants when he had the sensation that he was being watched. Glancing up, he found Aisha standing in the doorway simply staring at him. Two things were immediately obvious. One: her eyes looked sort of glassy and her expression distant. Two: there was a pair of very noticeable distensions pressing against the thin fabric of her nightshirt.

"Aisha, what are you doing?" Adam gulped nervously. He blushed as he wondered at how long she had been standing there watching him get undressed.

"When did you fill out so good?" Aisha murmured, more to herself than to Adam. Adam had always been in good shape, but seeing him standing there in his black jeans and nothing else showed Aisha just what a yummy body he had. She knew she shouldn't do it, but the urge to jump Adam was just too overpowering. She never realized that, underneath his bashful exterior, her long time friend was actually a very sexy guy; was that how it was for Kimberly when she dreamed about Billy? If so, no wonder she had given in to temptation and slept with him. It was all she could do to hold back now.

"Aisha?" Adam prompted when she didn't answer. He felt more than a little uncomfortable under her scrutiny. If he wasn't mistaken, she was seriously scoping him out.

"I just wanted to tell you what an awesome kisser you are," Aisha said at last, taking a few tentative steps forward.

"Yeah, right," Adam mumbled, turning away from her. "That was only the second time I'd ever kissed a girl. You don't need to try and boost my confidence or anything like that...."

"Adam, I'm not pulling your leg. What you did to me out there was...." Aisha couldn't find the right word to describe the excitement fluttering around inside her. Before she thought twice about it, she stepped up next to Adam, and placed his hand on her right breast.

Adam's eyes went wide with amazement. Every instinct was screaming at him to pull his hand away, yet he could not. He felt the hardness of her nipple boring into his palm. His fingers contracted oh-so-slightly, testing the softness of her mound. He couldn't even look at Aisha, so he kept his gaze locked onto his hand at her breast.

"Do you feel that? Can you feel how hard my nipples are? Can you feel how hard I'm breathing? I wouldn't be in such a state if there hadn't been something in your kiss to get me this excited," Aisha said in a breathless rush. She reached for Adam's chin and tilted his head up, looking him right in the eyes as she continued. "Would you kiss me like that again?"

Adam pulled his hand back as if it had been burned. "Aisha, I can't... we shouldn't...." he protested.

Aisha sighed as Adam rather fearfully took a step back. She could tell by the bulge in his jeans that he was just as excited as she was, and she was more than a little nervous, too. _Oh well, so much for plan A._

"Adam, you don't have to be afraid," Aisha cooed soothingly as she pursued him. Aisha had him backed up against the edge of the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Adam stammered, his voice unusually high, as Aisha's hands lit upon his waist.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I only want to make you feel good." So saying, Aisha ripped open his button-flys and pulled his jeans--underwear and all--down around his ankles. Before Adam could say or do anything, Aisha wrapped her lips around his cock and slowly devoured it.

Aisha leisurely let her tongue get to know Adam's anatomy. Its shape--contours, ridges, and so forth--were not all that unfamiliar. Perhaps it wasn't so surprising; Carrie's sister's dildo had been very realistic. Memories of that party came surging back. Cindy's nightstand hadn't been the only thing the girls had raided. A raid on the 'fridge and liquor cabinet had produced a wide selection of beer, wine, and other assorted alcoholic beverages. Aisha hadn't drunk much; most of it hadn't tasted very good, but then, it hadn't taken much to get her drunk. The others were in equally loose spirits. They were still talking about sex and stuff and passing around the dildo as they imbibed. "I wonder what it's like to be French kissed?" someone had asked. "Let's find out," someone else suggested. "What does it feel like to have your tits sucked on?" ... "Let's give it a try." ... "How do you give a guy a blow job?" ... "We can practice on the dildo." ... "What would it be like to have a cock inside me?"

Well, they had all found out. They had each taken turns with Cindy's dildo, practicing putting it in their mouths and later deflowering each other with it. Fortunately, they had passed out from the alcohol before things got any further out of hand. The next morning the four of them were hung over and could hardly look at each other. They all agreed not to mention what had happened ever again. Afterwards, Aisha had been glad that Shauna's parents hadn't let her go to the party; she wouldn't have been able to face her best friend. As it was, it had been a long while before she could look Carrie in the eye again. However, what she had learned that night of wild experimentation was coming in handy now.

She slid her tongue up, down, and all around Adam's cock. She loved the way it felt in her mouth, so warm and smooth--much better than that rubber toy, and it fit much better, too: not too big or too small. He was just right. The dildo, on the other hand, had been so big Aisha had nearly choked on it, and her jaw had ached when her turn was finished. She doubted that anyone could be that large--even Tommy (Her speculation was based on the size of the bulge in his uniform. Kim wouldn't say much on the subject; when asked, she'd simply smile, and if Tommy was that large, where the hell was Kim putting it?)

Aisha shook off the specters of the past and concentrated on the present. She was really getting into working Adam's cock in and out of her mouth. While her tongue was busy, she let her hands explore (after all, the dildo hadn't been exactly anatomically correct). Her fingers wandered over his balls; she was surprised to discover a variety of textures, and there was this one really smooth spot that she kept rubbing over and over. Then, her hands found their way to Adam's tight little bottom. Aisha couldn't resist squeezing his sweet cheeks. She also couldn't resist glancing up at Adam to see his reaction to her mouth. She had never heard him make noises like that before--moans so deep they almost vibrated his body with their resonance.

One minute Adam was rendered numb with astonishment as Aisha de-pantsed him; the next, his body was afire with sensations he had never known before. Even Kimberly's hands hadn't done to him what Aisha's mouth was doing. He wanted to tell Aisha to stop, but all that came out was a moan of pure bliss. He never knew anything could feel so incredible. Her mouth was so soft and warm; it was as if she was sucking every drop of sensation from his body into his cock. Then, while her tongue was caressing his cock, her hands started exploring and opened up a whole new realm of stimulation, sending him into sensory overload. Aisha wasn't just blowing his cock; she was blowing his mind!

"Please," he moaned. It was almost a sob. She had to stop! Adam couldn't take much more as Aisha's mouth continued working him into a frenzy. His knees went weak, and he fell back on the bed. The new position didn't seem to phase Aisha. She hardly missed a stroke. Adam grabbed a handful of her hair--ostensibly to pull her away. He couldn't take much more of her sweet torture; however, all he did was hold her head in place. His will caved in; he didn't want her to stop, and he was swiftly reaching the point where he couldn't have even if he wanted to.

"Oh God, Aisha...." Every muscle in his body went rigid as he felt the fire burning out of control. He could feel it racing through his body, converging on his groin. It wasn't his first orgasm, but it was going to be the most powerful he had ever had. His body literally trembled with the building force. He felt his hips snapping forward to meet Aisha's mouth. His muscles coiled ever tighter. He dug his hands into the bedspread to try and brace himself. In the privacy of his mind, he cried out with abandon, _Make me come, dammit! Please, make me come!_

At last, he could no longer hold back, and his orgasm ripped through him. He came with a shout that left his throat raw. Just as he started to shoot his come into Aisha's wonderfully warm mouth, she pulled away. The sudden absence of that sweet wetness was jarring; however, it was swiftly replaced by the warmth of her hand as it pumped every last drop from his cock. Then, trembling, sweating, and gasping for air, Adam's already prone body collapsed as if someone had snapped the wire holding all the tension. He lay there, eyes closed, trying not to lose himself in the sensations running amuck through his body. While his mind tried to assert some order over his overloaded senses, he felt a soft weight pressing down on him. He almost didn't want to open his eyes to see what it was.

"Wow, that was some orgasm," Aisha murmured, her smiling face beaming down at him. "You're still shaking from it."

"Uh huh," was all Adam could say.

"I take it you liked it?"

Adam pried his fingers out of the comforter and wrapped his arms around Aisha. "Thank you," he stammered, hugging her. As his hands caressed her back, he realized that something was missing. He patted around as if in search. "Uh, where's your nightgown?"

"Well, you're not wearing anything, so I figured why should I," she murmured playfully. She watched the color rise in his cheeks, and she laughed. "I can't believe that you're still blushing after all this."

"I can't help it."

"I know. That's all right; I think it's cute." Silence settled on the pair. Neither one seemed to know what the next step should be. During the pause, Adam became acutely aware of Aisha's naked body--the way her breasts were mashed against his chest, the hardness of her nipples rubbing against him, the smooth curve of her behind as he absently stroked his hand down her body, her heat and wetness as she straddled his leg. Adam swallowed hard and felt new life stirring in his exhausted anatomy.

"Aisha," he squeaked out.

"Don't say it," Aisha chided him, putting a finger to his lips. "We're not done. Fair is fair."

"I know. It's just that...."

"Look, I know we probably shouldn't, but hey, who better than a good friend--someone you care for and trust--to share your first sexual experience with?"

"I wasn't going to refuse," Adam said. Aisha's eyes widened with astonishment, and he flashed her a sheepish grin. He may have been self-conscious and a bit overwhelmed, but he knew he couldn't refuse to returned the favor. "I was just going to say that I don't know what to... well, you know."

"It's all right, Adam. You don't have to go down on me right away. Take your time and explore a little," Aisha murmured as she played with Adam's hair. She rather liked the way the longer strands curled up on the ends. "I would have liked to have taken my time with you, but I didn't think you'd have gone for that type of subtle persuasion."

"You're probably right."

"I kind of thought having your dick in my mouth would convince you," Aisha giggled. Adam gingerly ran his fingertips over Aisha's smiling lips, then he leaned forward to kiss her.

This time as he kissed Aisha, Adam was more aware of her reactions. He felt the trembling in her body. He felt the way her tongue responded to his and the way her body moved against him. When he paused to take a breath, Adam rolled Aisha off his chest. As he lay next to her, he let his eyes and hands leisurely roam the length of her body. Her chocolate brown skin looked and felt so smooth.... Suddenly, Adam was reminded of his childhood. His parents hardly ever let him or his brother and sister have candy--it was a rare treat. Adam could remember lingering over a chocolate bar, taking the tiniest of nibbles in order to savor the sweetness for as long as he could. He grinned as he contemplated Aisha anew. She was a treat he definitely didn't want to finish too quickly. It was with the tiniest of nibbles, the lightest of licks that he worked his way down her throat to her shoulders. He was rewarded with a shiver that raced through her body.

Aisha moaned and arched her body closer to Adam's. She couldn't believe how good his mouth felt on her neck. The warmth of his breath and the feel of his tongue... she could hardly hold still. She dug her hands into the comforter; it was taking every ounce of self-restraint she possessed not to flip Adam onto his back and fuck him silly. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly, but she wouldn't do that to him--at least not yet. It meant a lot to her that Adam should enjoy his first time, and if that meant holding back and resisting her impulses, so be it. She would give Adam the time to explore and make love to her at his own pace; she wouldn't regret it. He had barely begun and already he was making her feel things she had never dreamed of before. However, once he was done, it would be her turn. Even so, she could not help urging him to explore a little lower.

"Please, Adam... your mouth feels so good... suck on my tits, please!" she begged.

Adam didn't answer her, but he grinned as he slowly kissed his way down to the valley between her breasts. The nearness of her breasts was intoxicating, and the sight made his mouth water. Her dark brown nipples reminded him of Hershey Kisses; he could suck on those forever, letting them melt in his mouth. He circled his tongue around Aisha's areola. He wanted to wait, but those hard little Kisses were just too tempting. As he would with his candy, he sucked a nipple into his mouth and simply held it there, sucking on it and drawing in all the sweetness it had to offer him. Then, he began to play with it with his tongue.

"Ohmigod," Aisha squealed. Her tits had always been highly sensitive (she hadn't needed Carrie's party to figure that out), but never before had they responded like this. It was as if there were a direct connection between her tits and her pussy. Adam's every lick sent bolts of electric pleasure shooting straight to her sex. She hadn't known the meaning of the word horny until that moment. God, she was aching to have Adam inside her!

Aisha's body was all aquiver as Adam worked his way down her taut stomach; she wiggled deliciously as his hands skimmed down her sides.

"That tickles!" she protested.

Adam couldn't hold back a grin; however, he quickly returned his attention to nibbling his way down Aisha's body. He took a moment to dip his tongue into the well of her belly button. That sent new paroxysms of wiggles shuddering through her body, and her gasps were sharper than ever. Adam determined that he liked hearing Aisha's moans. It filled him with a sort of pride to know that he was responsible for her making those sounds. However, his pride and confidence were slightly shaken as he felt the tight black curls of Aisha's pubic hair brush his chin.

Now Adam was really at a loss. He pulled back to get a better look and to see if he could figure out what he was supposed to do. He found Aisha's mound to be a puzzling arrangement of folds of skin--thick outer lips, thin inner lips, and a small protrusion that seemed to be begging for attention. Not wanting Aisha to know how nervous he was, Adam reached out to touch her waiting sex. To his surprise and delight, Aisha cut loose with a long, deep sigh. _Makes sense,_ he mused. _Guys liked having their cocks stroked, so girls probably like having their pussies stroked._ The head was the most sensitive part of a cock, so what if he were to rub that little button.... Aisha's body suddenly went rigid, and her moan was almost a growl. Adam figured he must have hit the right spot. The more he stroked that little knob, the more Aisha writhed about.

"Geezus, Adam, quit playing with my clit and suck it already!" Aisha demanded, in spite of her resolve to let Adam do his own thing. She couldn't take much more of his sweet torture. She was so close....

_So that's what a clitoris is,_ Adam reflected, flicking the swollen button once again, sending shivers racing up and down Aisha's body. Well, that was one mystery cleared up. Adam was kind of hesitant about going down on Aisha, but fair was fair. She had had his dick in her mouth. He took a deep breath, catching the scent of an unusual aroma. It wasn't unpleasant, just rather heady. When he glanced back down at Aisha's mound to try and figure out where to put his tongue first, he noticed that the folds were coated with moisture. Had he made Aisha come already? He hadn't thought so. Maybe it was kind of like pre-come. Whatever it was, he was going to be getting a taste of it. He decided to sample a bit of it first to prepare himself. Coating his finger well, he popped it into his mouth.

Adam's eyebrows shot up. It was a curious taste; rather sweet but with a tangy edge to it. Undecided, he scooped up another fingerful to see if he could pin it down. As he was doing so, his eyes happened to meet Aisha's. Hers were about as wide as they could be with amazement.

"Not bad," Adam mumbled sheepishly, offering her a wan grin.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to play with your food?" Aisha growled. "Quit teasing and eat me!"

Aisha's outburst bemused Adam. He had never seen her in such a state before. Aisha's body was all over the bed as she writhed and whimpered with her need. Her hands wandered all over her body, stroking and playing with herself. Even her hips seemed to snap towards him in anticipation. It was a very stirring performance.

"Please," she entreated, sounding as if she was going to burst into tears.

"Take it easy, Aisha; of course I'm going to eat you," Adam assured her. He scooted backwards to get into a better position and wound up tumbling off the edge of the bed. He silently swore at himself as he scrambled back up for not paying attention to where he was at. However, he discovered that being on his knees put him in the optimum position; Aisha's legs were spread, and his pussy was right there in front of him. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer. Aisha eagerly threw her legs up over his shoulders. Taking a deep breath, Adam closed his eyes and buried his face between Aisha's legs.

"Sweet Lord in Heaven!" Aisha moaned as Adam's wet tongue stroked her hot flesh. She had never felt anything so wonderful in her whole life. Every nerve ending in her body was alight with the fiery sensations Adam's soft, moist tongue was creating. Lick after careful lick had pleasure shuddering through her aching body. Every time he touch her clit, it had her begging for more.

Adam found himself holding on for dear life. Aisha was moving around so much he could hardly keep his grip. He dug his fingers deeper into her buttocks to hold her in place. Her legs tightened about his head even as her hips thrust hard against his chin almost as if she were fucking his face. Her moans were growing deeper, more frenzied. He could feel the tension mounting in her muscles, mirroring his own body's reaction so much that he realized it meant Aisha must be reaching her climax. _That was quick._ However, she had admitted to being pretty excited before they had ever started. Adam tried to keep his licks nice and steady, kind of like the rhythm Aisha had used on his cock, but it was difficult with the way she was thrashing about. She was going wild up there on the bed, and she hadn't hit it yet. Then, Aisha grabbed a handful of his hair. Adam thought she was going to pull him away; instead, she pressed him deeper into her snatch. Adam hoped she came soon; it was getting hard to breathe.

Aisha felt the tension growing within her. She could feel the fire rushing through her, converging on that one single spot. She could feel the warmth starting to spread. Her muscles could bear down no longer. Her body shook, and she felt lightheaded. She opened her mouth as if to scream, but no sound came out. For a moment, she was preternaturally still. Then, her orgasm crested, hitting her with the force of an unexpected blow, and Aisha went wild. She screamed long and loud, gasping and crying as pleasure ripped through her body, sending her senses reeling. She tried to catch her breath... it was too much... it had to subside soon; it always did.

However, Adam continued to lap at her clit, and the fire kept coming and coming. Her thrashing became a desperate attempt to pull away from Adam's tongue. With a sob, she forced Adam away, and she fell back on the bed, trembling. Tears of joy and relief streamed down her face. Sanity started seeping back in, and Aisha quickly rolled over, burying her face into the bedspread. She didn't want Adam to see her crying; she didn't want him to think he had hurt her or something. He hadn't; she just couldn't take any more. She had never had so intense an orgasm; it was almost too much for her to take.

Adam wasn't prepared for the force of Aisha's orgasm; however, he fought to hold on. Still, her movements had been too frenetic. He lost his grip and found himself thrust away. He toppled backwards onto the floor again. As he got back onto his knees, he found her laying on her stomach, her whole body shaking. Even though her head was buried in the blanket, he could hear her muted gasps.

"Are you all right?" he queried. Her deliciously rounded, ripe bottom quivered before him. He couldn't resist running a hand over the smooth globes. From her ass, he slid a hand up her back, gently stroking her shuddering body.

"I'm okay," she gulped, trying to swallow her tears. "That was just too awesome."

"Really?"

"Uh huh."

Adam stood and continued rubbing Aisha's back and bottom; his caresses seemed to help calm her down. However, Adam quickly became absorbed in simply touching her--her skin was so smooth and soft. He found something very appealing in the way her back curved into her posterior; he couldn't help but keep touching her even after her trembling had ceased.

"Mmm, what are you doing?"

"Well, you told me I could explore; I haven't done this side yet," he replied. He wasn't sure if he could explain his fascination with her behind. He just liked the way it felt and liked watching the way it moved under his touch.

Aisha said nothing. She merely chuckled and relaxed into the covers, letting Adam play with her body some more. She needed time to recover after that earth shaking orgasm. If Adam liked rubbing her butt, she had no problem with that. It felt pretty good, and he was giving her a really great backrub at the same time. "You sure know how to treat a girl right."

Adam smiled at her comment; he felt good knowing that Aisha liked what he was doing. After all, she had made him feel pretty incredible. He leaned over her, and as he did so, his cock came to rest between Aisha's ass cheeks. The fact that he was hard again so quickly sort of took Adam by surprise.

He hadn't been completely erect, but rubbing against Aisha's bottom took care of that. Adam sighed contently then continued with what he had started. He brushed Aisha's braids aside in order to find the nape of her neck. She had enjoyed him nibbling on the front of her neck, so he figured she might like it if he nibbled on the back. He had guessed correctly. Aisha gave such a wiggle that she snapped her bottom up into his hips, grinding her cheeks against his cock. Adam almost couldn't support himself--it felt so good.

Aisha grinned as she felt Adam respond to her backwards thrust. It was just a tiny forward movement, but it was enough to tell her that he liked rubbing his dick against her ass. She had thought that she might be too wasted from her orgasm to still be horny, but she wanted Adam inside her as much as she ever did. As Adam kissed his way down her spine, Aisha noticed that his cock slipped out from between her cheeks to bump against her hungry pussy. She knew Adam wasn't doing it intentionally, but man, he was being such a tease! If only she could maneuver things so that his head would hit her just right and slip into her slit. That wouldn't be any problem if he kept softly munching on her neck. Man, that felt incredible--like hot and cold flames racing along her skin. If she could raise her hips just a little more and he slipped just a little lower... almost there....

Adam was so into kissing Aisha's neck that he was oblivious to what was going on with his cock, that is until he felt something warm, wet, and tight close around the head. For a moment he was afraid to move, realizing that he had slipped inside Aisha. He hadn't meant to do that. He wasn't sure Aisha wanted him to; he felt like he should ask first. However, it felt like being in her mouth--only better. Her lips hadn't held him this tightly. Adam thought he should pull out, but Aisha moved and instead of sliding out, he slipped further inside. He couldn't put words to the sensations flooding him, so he simply groaned, and he wasn't the only one groaning. Aisha let out one of her own as, with another slight movement of his hips, his cock became more firmly sheathed within her. He could feel the walls of her vagina trembling as they closed around his organ. The warmth of her mouth was nothing compared to the warmth of the juices bathing his cock.

A flash of nervousness gripped Adam, and he was suddenly consumed with the desire to pull out. Yet, the backwards stroke felt so delicious that he had to stop and savor it. Almost without knowing it, Adam eased himself into Aisha again. This time he met with some resistance, and that brought him up short.

"Aisha...." he began uncertainly.

"It's okay, Adam," she assured him. The resistance Adam experienced was from the fact that her vaginal walls hadn't relaxed from her orgasm yet, but Aisha knew he must think it was her hymen. That was long gone, thanks to Carrie's sister's dildo. Aisha experienced a twinge of regret; she would have liked Adam to have been able to pop her cherry. Even so, she was technically still a virgin, and at least Adam could still have that.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. I'd like you to... that is, if you want to."

"Very much so."

"Then go ahead. Slide all the way in. It won't hurt me."

Clinging to Aisha's assurances, Adam thrust forward with firm, steady pressure. He felt Aisha open up, and soon found himself buried fully within her. The sensation of having his cock enveloped by her velvety walls was so intense he nearly fainted. As it was, he was now doubly grateful for the blow job Aisha had given him. He wouldn't have lasted more than a stroke or two otherwise. He allowed himself a moment to revel in the feeling of being all the way inside, then he started moving. Slowly at first, then faster. He didn't have to think about it; it was almost instinctual--and Aisha was moving with him.

Aisha felt like cheering as Adam's hips smacked up against her cheeks. She had forgotten what it was like to be so filled, and she loved Adam's rhythm. She had been afraid that his fucking might be like his foreplay: slow, light, and playful, but he thrust into her with firm, steady strokes that left her feeling rather tingly--kind of like his kiss. She wished he'd hit her clit; when Carrie had used the dildo on her, she had managed to hit all the right spots, but then Adam wasn't a dildo and Aisha liked that much better. He was hitting other spots that felt just as good and doing a lot better job than Carrie had. Thinking of Carrie suddenly reminded Aisha of another lesson she had learned from her friend.

"Adam," Aisha gasped out. She didn't want him to stop, but they had to. "Adam, wait a sec."

"W-what?" he moaned. Why was she asking him to stop? Was he doing something wrong? But it felt so incredible. It wouldn't take much more to make him come a second time--that was pretty incredible in and of itself. When masturbating, he usually felt too guilty to try getting off more than once a session.

"You... you don't happen to have a condom with you, do you?" Aisha queried.

That snapped Adam back to his senses. Aisha was right; they should have thought about protection sooner. "No...."

"I thought not."

"You wouldn't by any chance... ?" Adam asked hopefully.

"'Fraid not, and I'm not on the pill either."

"Damn," Adam muttered, unable to mask his frustration as he pulled out.

Aisha grinned at his exclamation. Adam sounded so disappointed; she was almost tempted to let him continue. She thought for a moment about what they could do. He could always pull out just before he came, but that was pretty risky. The timing would have to be just right, and considering this was their first time, Aisha doubted they would hit it right. There had to be another way. Suddenly, she had an idea, and she scrambled off the bed. "Maybe, just maybe...."

"What is it?"

"I bet I know where we can get a condom." She headed out of Adam's room.

"Where?" Adam asked eagerly as he followed her.

"From Kimberly." Aisha hurried into the living room where Kimberly's bag had been left.

"What makes you think Kimberly would have condoms with her?" Adam queried.

"Considering how forgetful Tommy can be, I'm sure she has some just in case," Aisha said. She unzipped the satchel and started rummaging around.

"We really shouldn't be going through Kimberly's things," Adam objected.

Aisha shot him a look that seemed to say do you want to finish fucking me or what?

"Right," Adam said in answer to the look. "Can I help?"

"Ah ha! here we are," Aisha declared as she located a small box of Trojans; she smiled up at Adam triumphantly. "So, where were we?"

"Shouldn't we go back to the bedroom?" Adam suggested.

Aisha stood up and draped her arms around Adam's neck. She kissed his chest lightly. "Let's stay here. I always thought it would be kind of neat to make love in front of a fireplace."

"All that's missing is a bearskin rug," Adam responded with a lopsided smile.

"Well, there is a rug, and between the two of us we have plenty of bare skin," Aisha teased him.

"You're impossible," Adam sighed.

"I know. Shut up and kiss me."

Adam did, just the way Aisha liked it. His mouth made love to hers until her knees went weak. Adam had to help ease Aisha to the floor. As they sat facing each other, Adam started kissing his way down Aisha's body again. Aisha allowed him to suckle at her breasts for a bit before pushing him away.

"We've done it your way already," she murmured as she forced Adam back until he was laying on the floor. Aisha smiled wolfishly at him then dove in for a savage kiss that left them both gasping for air. "Now, it's time to try my way."

"And what way is that?" Adam asked, feeling rather bold.

"Just lay back and hold on tight because I'm about to screw you into oblivion," Aisha growled, and Adam's brave front faltered.

Aisha surveyed his body with a lusty hunger. She liked the way the firelight gave his skin a golden glow. She skimmed her hand down his lithe, muscular frame until her fingers found his cock. As she had surmised, it had lost a little of its steam, but not for long. When she met Adam's eyes again, he looked a little nervous. The predator in her relaxed just a bit. "Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to have my wicked way with your yummy body."

Adam swallowed with difficulty, and Aisha crushed his lips to hers in another hard kiss. Then, she started down his neck, but where he used gentle, lingering nibbles and licks, she used quick, hungry nips that bordered on bites. She practically devoured every inch of his neck and shoulders then made her way down his chest.

Aisha delighted in finding Adam's nipples hard, and her hot tongue licked roughly at the tiny nibs. Adam's body shuddered as if a live current had been shot through him, and he moaned most gratifyingly. He liked having his nipples licked almost as much as Aisha did. With a wicked giggle, Aisha flicked her fingernail across the sensitive knot then traced circles around the brown perimeter. She found it interesting that his chest was almost hairless save for the tiny black curls encircling his areola.

She continued kissing her way down the ripples of his abdomen until she reached his groin. She studied and handled his cock like an animal stalking its prey. Adam groaned in supplication as she fondled him. He was at a full stand once again and was ready for her; however, Aisha couldn't resist having another taste of him. She loved the feel of his dick in her mouth and would have cheerfully sucked him to a second orgasm, but there was another mouth dying to have him inside, and she could no longer deny it its treat. First she opened the condom and fitted it in place, then she swung her leg up over Adam's quivering body and straddled his hips. She studied Adam's expression; he no longer looked anxious. He looked desperately aroused and ready for anything she could dish out. Without a word, Aisha raised herself over his rod then came down hard, causing him to gasp and herself to squeal with the exquisite sensation. She held her position for a moment longer then began riding him for all she was worth.

It took Adam several moments to collect his scattered wits after Aisha's enthusiastic onslaught. The thin rubber sheathe seemed to dull the intensity of the sensation of her pussy wrapped around his cock, but it was still pretty awesome. The ferocity of Aisha's style more than made up for it. In fact, she had caught him off guard with the fierceness of her love making, but as he regained his senses he found himself enjoying the ride. How could he not, especially when Aisha was really getting into it? Her hips were pounding against his; her hands planted in the middle of his chest supported her body, and her eyes were closed in concentration or euphoria (he wasn't sure which).

Once Adam started getting into Aisha's rhythm, he felt it safe to let his hands roam. He hardly knew where to touch her first. Her full breasts bounced invitingly, and he couldn't resist filling his hands with their softness. Since Aisha seemed to like it rough, Adam experimentally gave her tits a pinch. His efforts were rewarded with a throaty moan. Adam licked his lips; he really wanted to try sucking on Aisha's breasts again, and they were so close. The nipples seemed to call to him, yet they were just out of reach. With a little effort, he was able to sit up just enough to slip one into his mouth, and he nuzzled and licked to his heart's content.

From her breasts, Adam's attention wandered to her equally inviting behind. He loved how soft and full it felt in his hands; sleek and smooth, he could feel the rippling of her muscles as she worked herself hard on him. Adam grabbed a handful of her cheeks and started meeting her strokes. He didn't know how close Aisha was, but he was on the verge. He wondered how much longer she could keep up the pace.

"Come on!" Aisha growled, more to herself than to her partner. She was working Adam hard, but she just wasn't hitting it. She was starting to wear herself out. "Damn it; I'm so close...."

"Maybe you're trying too hard," Adam ventured. They couldn't stop now, not again. "Why don't you let me do all the work for a while." Aisha regarded him dubiously, and Adam had to grin. He knew what that was all about. "I think I can manage, now that I know the way you want it."

"Anything's worth a shot; just make me come," she pleaded as she changed places with him. Adam didn't say anything, but he plumped up a handful of her breast and lowered his mouth to her nipple. Aisha had been expecting a playful lick and was pleasantly surprised with Adam bit her with just enough pressure to make it interesting without being painful. A growl of, "mm, yes!" tore out of her throat unbidden. Then, Adam slammed his hips forwards, causing Aisha to arch off the floor.

It wasn't all that difficult to accommodate Aisha's stronger drive. The closer he came to climaxing again, the harder and faster his body urged him to thrust. However, he didn't want to come and leave Aisha behind; he wondered if he could hold back. He needn't have worried. Aisha's body responded immediately to Adam's efforts. She felt the fire within surging forward, desperate to escape. She grabbed hold of Adam as her muscles coiled and her vaginal muscles bore down on his cock.

"That's it, Adam... just a little more... now! Oh, yes, now!"

The fierce grip of Aisha's inner walls was enough to send Adam over the edge as well. His own explosion hit moments after Aisha's. They came so close together, their gasps and cries of joy mingling, that they might as well have climaxed simultaneously.

"That was wonderful," Aisha murmured, reaching up to touch Adam's smiling face. The second orgasm hadn't been near as powerful as the first, but it had been just as special and filled her with the same warm glow.

"You're the best," Adam replied. He wanted to lean forward and give Aisha a quick kiss, only his arms gave out, and he wound up collapsing on top of her.

"Oomph!"

"Sorry."

"S'okay." Aisha wrapped her arms around Adam and hugged him tight. When she released him, she shoved him off her. "A girl's gotta breathe," she said by way of apology.

"No problem." Adam sat up and cleaned himself off. Aisha remained splayed on the floor. Adam glanced down at her with appreciation--for the way she looked in the firelight and for what they had shared. "That was really great, Aisha. Thank you."

"You too. Boy, one of these days, you are going to make some woman very, very happy."

"You really think so?"

"Definitely."

"You'll make someone very happy, too, but you'll probably wear him out in the process," Adam mumbled as he lay back on the floor, exhausted.

Aisha laughed. She rolled onto her side and reached up to tousle Adam's hair. "We should probably cart our sorry butts off to bed, except I don't think I can move," Aisha groaned, collapsing again. "Mm, this floor feels awful comfy right now."

Adam almost offered to carry her, but he didn't think he had the energy to make the attempt. Instead, he got to his feet. "I'll be right back," he said in response to Aisha's inquiring gaze. He returned a short while later with the pillows and comforters from his bed.

"What's all this for?" Aisha asked with a yawn.

"We can sleep here in front of the fireplace," he said as he tucked a pillow under Aisha's head. He placed his own next to hers and draped the bedspread over top of them. He wrapped his arms around Aisha and pulled her closer.

"Sleeping together, huh?" she murmured with an impish grin.

Adam shrugged with a blush. "Well, it just doesn't seem right for us to make love then go off to separate beds," was his explanation.

"You are a hopeless romantic," Aisha said with a laugh." She snuggled up against Adam. "Good night."

"Good night."

It was nearly eleven o'clock when Aisha woke up; she was still tucked in Adam's arms, and he was sound asleep. She almost hated to move, but her bladder was already giving her hell for sleeping in so late. With a regretful sigh, she carefully wriggled free of Adam's embrace.

Last night had been something else. A surge of warmth rushed through her just thinking about it. _A girl could get used to that,_ she mused. However, as she gazed at Adam, she realized that last night had probably been a one time thing. Adam was her dearest friend, and they had shared their first sexual experience with each other, but she wasn't in love with him. It wouldn't have been right somehow. Although, if the opportunity presented itself, she wouldn't refuse; she just wasn't going to go looking for it.

Aisha finished showering and getting dressed, Adam was awake. "Hey there," she called out as she bounded into the living room.

"Hey," he murmured sheepishly.

"Are you okay?" she wondered when he wouldn't meet her eyes. "You're not sorry about last night, are you?"

"No--at least, I don't think so. Are you?" he asked worriedly.

"Of course not. Last night was something really special; I don't want anything to spoil that."

"Me either."

They both understood, and they both relaxed. Nothing had changed, and yet everything had changed. The important thing was that they were still friends.

"I don't know about you, but I'm hungry," Aisha declared as she finished putting on her shoes. "Tell you what, why don't I leave you to get dressed in peace." _So I'm not tempted to ogle that yummy body of yours,_ she thought. "I'll meet you in the dining hall. Some of the others should be up by now."

"Sounds like a good idea. Meet you there," Adam agreed.

When Aisha arrived at the dining hall, she found Kimberly by herself. She quickly selected her breakfast and joined Kim at the table. "Hey there, Kim."

"'Morning."

"So are we like the only two awake?"

"Looks that way."

"Sleep well?" Aisha asked knowingly.

Kim's face lit up with a satisfied smile. "Mm, definitely."

"So... ?" Aisha prodded, dying of curiosity about Kim's activities. She was practically bursting to tell Kim about her and Adam, but she bit back the urge. It wouldn't be fair to Adam; he might not feel comfortable with the others knowing.

"So... ?" Kim echoed coyly.

"You going to tell me what you and Tommy were up to last night or what?" Aisha demanded. Normally, Kim was as anxious to tell Aisha about their activities as Aisha was to hear about them, so why wasn't she gushing about it already?

"Nothing much," Kim answered with a shrug, but she wore a very unusual grin, like she was hiding something.

"Yeah, right," Aisha snorted.

"I'm telling you the truth. Nothing much happened last night," Kim insisted. "By the time we got home from the carnival, we were too tired to do anything. We slept together-- literally. That's it."

"Seriously?" Aisha retorted, disappointed.

"Seriously."

"Then why do you look like the cat who just ate the canary?"

"I can't help it. I really love falling asleep in Tommy's arms and snuggling close and waking up next to him...." Kim closed her eyes and sighed longingly.

For a change, Aisha really understood. It had been fun sleeping next to Adam last night. His body had felt wonderful next to hers.

"I told you on Wednesday that that was probably what would happen," Kim reminded Aisha.

"I know...."

"...which was why Tommy and I had our fun before the prom," Kim continued, her grin widening. She knew what Aisha was after.

"You...." Aisha sputtered, satisfaction surging through her. "So, you going to tell me about it?"

"You know I always do." Both girls leaned in a little closer and dropped their voices even though they were alone. Kim gave Aisha a quick recap of her and Tommy's love making.

"Sounds like fun," Aisha murmured. She couldn't believe that Kim let Tommy watch her get off with the vibrator. She tried to picture what Adam might have done had she done something like that last night. _The boy would have had heart failure._

"It was the best," Kim concurred. "After we were finished, we tried out the shower in Tommy's room. Oh man, Aisha, feeling Tommy's soapy hands all over my body... rubbing up against him, slipping and sliding all over each other... mmm!"

Aisha hadn't thought of taking a shower with Adam this morning; that might have been interesting. However, she shook the thought away. Last night was last night. This morning, things were back to the way they were supposed to be. Aisha regarded Kim as Kim took a sip of her orange juice; she was waiting for Kim to continue. However, Aisha had the impression that Kim had said all that she was going to about yesterday, and she still hadn't said anything about Billy. Aisha was determined to find out; Kim wasn't going to get off that easily. "That tells me what you and Tommy did before prom, but what about you and Billy?"

"Me and Billy?" Kim reiterated.

Aisha shot her a look that said don't play the innocent with me. I know about you two, and Kimberly sighed.

"I was talking in my sleep a week ago Tuesday, wasn't I?" she queried, her tone tinged with a bit of disgust.

"You were seriously begging Billy to fuck you," Aisha confirmed, "and the two of you were getting awfully friendly on the dance floor last night. What gives?"

Kim regard Aisha thoughtfully, then a knowing grin spread across her face. "If I tell you about me and Billy, will you tell me about you and Adam?"

"Huh?" Aisha gasped, dumbfounded. How could Kimberly know about last night? There was no way... she had to be guessing... a shot in the dark.... Yet, Kim had that same look in her eyes that seemed to say I know.... "How... ?"

Just then, Tommy wandered over.

"Hey, Aisha. Good morning, Beautiful." He bent down and gave Kim a very warm kiss. "I missed you this morning."

"Mm, I know, but I had to go back to my and Aisha's rooms; I had left my pills in my other bag," Kim explained, glancing over at Aisha as she did so. The two burst into a fit of laughter.

"What are you two giggling about?" Tommy wondered.

"Girl talk," Kim answered.

"We are giggling about our lovers, and we're not finished yet, so get lost," Aisha instructed imperiously.

"Do I have to? This sounds like it might be good," Tommy asked teasingly.

"Please, Tommy?" Kim requested, giving him a kiss. "Just for a little while?"

"Well, since you put it that way," he agreed, stealing another peck.

"Thanks," Kim said, patting his behind.

"And while you're at it, corral the others when they come in," Aisha directed.

"I hear and I obey, oh mighty one," Tommy quipped, giving her a mock bow. He picked up his tray and went in search of another table out of earshot.

"I didn't mean to spy on you guys," Kim assured Aisha when Tommy was settled elsewhere. "I knew I had left my bag in the living room, so I didn't think I'd be bothering anyone. When I walked in, there the two of you were. You guys must have kicked off the covers in the night or something. I had never really noticed before, but Adam has a gorgeous body--such a cute tush. You looked so sweet together. I can't wait to hear how you managed to get him into such a compromising position."

"You first. Did you really fuck Billy? Does Tommy know?"

"Yes, I fucked him, and yes, Tommy knows. I wouldn't have done something like that behind his back."

"So, tell me how that all happened."

Adam entered the dining hall and looked around for Aisha. He spotted her and Kimberly huddled together chattering away. Then he spied Tommy sitting off by himself. Tommy caught his eye and waved him over.

"What are you doing over here by yourself?" Adam wondered. "Did you and Kim have a fight or something?"

"No--girl talk; no guys allowed."

"Ah," Adam said noncommittally. He felt a little disappointed in Aisha; he had hoped she might have at least asked him if it was okay before telling Kim about last night. He really didn't want everyone knowing about what happened between them.

"I hope you didn't mind bunking with Aisha last night," Tommy continued.

"Not at all," Adam answered. _If you only knew...._

"By the way, how'd things go with Sarah?"

"Things went great. I--uh--got a good-night kiss." Immediately Adam wished he could retract his last statement. He hadn't meant to tell Tommy about that. It was like he couldn't help himself.

Tommy's eyes lit up, and he grinned hugely "Way to go, Adam!"

"What's up?" Billy queried as he meandered over.

"Adam got a good-night kiss from Sarah," Tommy reported.

"Congratulations," Billy said with a knowing smile to match Tommy's.

"I didn't 'get'--I gave," Adam corrected.

"Even better," Tommy remarked, slapping Adam on the shoulder. Then he noticed Adam's discomfort. "You don't look very happy about it. What's wrong?"

"Why do you look so distressed?" Billy wondered.

"It's just that I feel kind of funny talking about it," Adam fumbled, not sure he could really explain it. He didn't feel comfortable discussing what he did last night, and yet, he couldn't stop himself either. Part of his discomfort was due to the fact that Tommy never spoke of the things he and Kimberly did together. Of course, it was probably best that he didn't. Adam doubted his imagination needed anymore help as far as Kimberly was concerned.

"I know how what you mean," Billy said. "I, too, have recently had an intimate encounter with a young woman, and I find I have a perverse need to share it with someone else."

"You have? You do?" Adam queried, astonished.

"Affirmative."

Adam wasn't sure whether this was an invitation for him to ask or if he should wait until Billy volunteered. Could Billy and Laura.... A sudden burst of laughter drew the guys' attention to where the girls were conversing.

"I wonder what they're discussing," Billy mused.

"Aisha is probably interrogating Kim," Adam volunteered. "She's gotten it into her head that there was more going on between Billy and Kimberly last night than dancing."

Tommy and Billy exchanged thoughtful looks. "I tried to tell you guys...." Tommy began.

"I didn't think we were that obvious," Billy replied.

Billy glanced over at Adam, who looked rather lost. "I was under the impression that Kimberly was rather reluctant for the events of yesterday afternoon to become common knowledge, but if she's discussing the matter with Aisha...."

"Listen, Billy, if you'd rather not saying anyting more about what ever it was that happened, you don't have to," Adam interjected. Maybe Billy hadn't intended on sharing with him; perhaps he brought the subject up to show that he wasn't the only one feeling the urge to "kiss and tell," as it were. However, Adam had to admit to being extremely curious now. "I mean, it's plain you've already told Tommy about it...."

"Telling Tommy doesn't count, Adam; you see, he was there."

Adam's eyes widened in amazement. "You mean, you had an 'intimate encounter'...."

"....with Kimberly...."

"... and Tommy was... ?" Adam was so stunned he couldn't even blush.

"What was Billy like?" Aisha asked eagerly as Kim finished her explanation.

"Do you mean what was he like physically or in bed?"

"Both."

"For a scientist, he's got a great build--very nicely muscled, and you've seen the cute blondish curls on his chest."

"How big is he?"

"He's... proportionate, I guess."

"Why are you so vague whenever I ask you about the size of a guy's cock?" Aisha huffed.

"Because I'm horrible at spacial relations; I never could put those boxes together correctly in geometry class," Kim retorted. "Besides, it's not like I could ask Billy or Tommy; guys can be kind of sensitive about size, you know? If it helps, Billy's not as long as Tommy but he's thicker."

Actually, that tidbit did help. Billy was pretty close to Adam's height, and she figured Adam was proportionate, maybe not so thick.... "So, what was Billy like as a lover."

"He was very much... Billy," Kim said helplessly. "He was a little timid at first and very much full of wonder--like he had just made a new discovery or something. He was gentle but thorough and a really fast learner. I especially liked sucking on his cock; it fit my mouth a lot better than Tommy's. My jaws ache if I spend too much time with Tommy's cock in my mouth."

"I can imagine," Aisha murmured, to which Kim raised an inquiring eyebrow. "When did you tell Tommy about what went on--you did say that Tommy knew."

"Yes, but I didn't have to tell Tommy what happened. He saw the whole thing."

"What? He watched you make love to Billy?"

"He hadn't meant to. He just happened to be in the right place at the right time and couldn't turn away."

"Oh man, that had to be something else," Aisha sighed, trying to picture the confrontation. "So you and Billy invited Tommy into bed, right?"

"Not quite. Billy went to catch a shower, and Tommy gave me a massage and made love to me. After that, I got the urge to see what it would be like to have some cock at both ends, so Tommy and I invited Billy to join us."

"Just like I suggested on Wednesday," Aisha blurted out.

"Enough about me and Billy. It's your turn to kiss and tell."

"... and that's the story," Billy concluded.

Adam shook his head in disbelief. "You guys had a threesome?" he muttered. "That makes getting my first kiss seem pretty insignificant."

"It wasn't my intention to devalue your experience in any way," Billy added hastily.

"Yeah, Adam," Tommy added. "I remember how I felt the first time I kissed Kimberly. It was one of the scariest, most exciting things I had ever done, but if I hadn't done it, she and I wouldn't have been able to take the next step and get to where we are now."

"I guess it is a pretty important first step when you put it like that," Adam agreed. In the following silence, the three heard Kimberly gasp.

"It sounds like Aisha must be telling her story," Tommy mused.

"What do you mean?" Billy asked. Adam said nothing, hoping the two wouldn't notice his squirming.

"Well, when I tried to sit down with the girls, Aisha shooed me away say, 'we are giggling about our lovers and we're not finished yet.'"

"She said 'our lovers?' That would imply that she had one of her own," Billy reasoned. "You don't think Aisha and Curtis had their own intimate encounter last night, do you?"

"I don't think so. Kim said that this was the first time that Aisha had ever dated Curtis," Tommy said. "Aisha never struck me as the type who'd do something like that on a first date."

"Me either," Billy agreed. "Who would she be talking about?" He and Tommy looked over at Adam.

Adam fidgeted and couldn't meet their eyes. His cheeks were a fierce scarlet.

"Adam?" Tommy queried, incredulous, as he and Billy observed Adam's guilty expression.

"Damn," Adam muttered, to his companions' amazement.

"Adam, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to," Billy reminded him. Adam appreciated having the out, but he sort of felt like he had last night: fair was fair. Besides, what happened with Aisha was a lot more interesting than a first kiss.

"It's okay, Billy," Adam said at last, finally managing a smile. "I think I want to. I...."

"...have a perverse need to share?"

"Yeah, something like that."

"Aisha, I can't believe you did that to poor Adam," Kim gasped as Aisha concluded her tale. "You're lucky you didn't embarrass him to death or something."

"I just couldn't help myself," Aisha responded with a shrug. "Besides, once he got started, Adam was pretty awesome."

"Yeah?"

"He has this way of kissing you that turns your knees to Jello. I get all tingly just thinking about it. You should try him sometime."

"So, are you going to tell me how big he was?" Kim queried, throwing Aisha's earlier question back at her.

"Well, he's no ten inch dildo, but he satisfies," Aisha responded with a smug grin. She laughed at Kim's puzzled expression. "By the way, I think I've figured out why his Ninja animal was the frog."

"Why's that?"

"Man, he has a talented tongue!"

"... then, we crashed on the floor in front of the fireplace," Adam concluded his story.

Tommy shook his head in wonderment. "Man, that was something else."

"Aisha has always struck me as being a very determined woman, but I never imagined she would be so relentless," Billy commented.

"Me either," Adam agreed, "but I'm kind of glad she was last night."

"Adam, you and I are fortunate to know two women with big hearts and even bigger libidos," Billy said, trying to keep a straight face and failing.

"So, how was Aisha?" Tommy asked. "I always thought she'd be a handful...."

"Two handfuls in some places," Adam joked. He found that in sharing his experience with Tommy and Billy, he wasn't as self-conscious about it. "In a word, she is unstoppable. Man, if she ever gets her mouth on either one of you...." That had both Billy and Tommy snickering.

"So, what are you guys giggling about?" Aisha queried as she and Kim wandered over.

"Guy talk," Adam shot back.

"We are giggling about our lovers, and we're not finished yet, so get lost," Tommy sniggered, throwing Aisha's words back at her. Aisha stuck out her tongue.

Billy slid over so Kim could sit down between him and Tommy, and Aisha slid in next to Adam. For a moment, the five sat there grinning at each other.

"So, did everybody have a good time last night?" Aisha prompted, still feeling a little horny and more than a little mischievous.

"You'll have no complaints from any of us," Tommy said.

"I wonder about Rocky," Kim murmured. "After all, he's sort of the one responsible for the way our evenings went yesterday."

"Has anyone seen him this morning?" Billy asked.

"No, I... wait a sec, there he is," Tommy said, spotting him across the room. He waved Rocky over.

"Now there's a guy who looks like he didn't get any last night," Aisha remarked.

"Aisha," Adam protested on Rocky's behalf.

"Aisha's right, he does appear rather bummed out," Kim noted.

"I guess his evening with Jessica didn't go as planned," Tommy said, trying to repress a smile.

"Serves him right," Aisha snorted.

"What do you mean?" Adam asked.

"It was pretty rude of him to invite Jessica up to the cabin without checking with you first," Kim said.

"It really wasn't a big deal," Adam demurred.

"Now it isn't, but it was on Wednesday," Aisha reminded him.

"If things didn't work out between Rocky and Jessica, he's going to feel badly enough without our commenting on it," Billy pointed out.

"Actually, I kind of feel sorry for him," Adam murmured. "Excepting Tommy and Kimberly, Rocky was the only one who planned on having--uh--an intimate encounter last night, and apparently he's the only one who didn't."

Aisha suddenly snickered.

"What is it?" Kimberly wondered.

Aisha tittered again and tried to hide her smile. She shook her her head as if to dismiss what was going through her head, but it was such a naughty thought--a deliciously wicked thought. _You're just horny, girl; you aren't really serious,_ she chided herself. She really shouldn't say anything about it, but she just couldn't help herself.

"Come on, Aisha, what gives?" Tommy queried.

"I was just thinking that maybe Rocky should try his luck with Jessica again tonight," she suggested with a fiesty gleam in her eye. She smiled broadly at everyone's puzzled expressions. "I wouldn't mind bunking down with Adam again." Her statement caused Adam to blush a deep crimson. "However, if anyone else was interested in switching partners for the evening...."