“Whatever we talk about stays right here.” I repeat, wondering what breaking up with her boyfriend has to do with her aunt. “Want to tell me what happened?” I ask quietly. “Was it another girl?” I ask, guessing that might be why they broke up.
“If only.” She says, her eyes tearing up again. “I could just scratch her eyes out.” She laughs.
“Yeah, I hadn’t thought of that.” I tell her. “Must be something worse than that.”
“A whole lot worse.” She says, as she starts crying again. “I never thought he’d be like this.” She says, quietly, between sobs. “I thought he’d help me figure things out.” She says cryptically.
“How long have you and Jimmy been together?” I ask, trying to keep her talking without her feeling like I’m prying for information.
“Almost a year.” She says. “We even celebrated our birthdays together a few months ago. We turned 18 two days apart from each other, so we had a combined party.” She says. “That’s when it all started.” She says softly.
“At your birthday party?” I ask, trying to use my active listening skills to draw her out.
“After the party.” She says so quietly that I have to lean closer to hear her. When I do, I catch a whiff of her perfumeand she smells as good as she looks.
“On the way home we stopped in this secluded area and got into the backset of his car.” She sobs. “I wanted to give him the best birthday present he could imagine. I’ll never forget his face when I told him.” She says, warming up to her story. “He told me how much he loved me and respected me. He was so gentle and so loving, especially when it really hurt. He moved so slowly, kissing me and telling saying he loved me.” She breaks into uncontrollable sobbing and I tentatively put my arm around her.
“What happened tonight?” I ask, as she sobs into my chest. My cock is stirring from visualizing her losing her virginity in the back seat of a car, but I sense she’d be better off talking about the break up.
“Well, after that first night, we couldn’t get enough of each other.” She says. “I mean, I never knew what I was missing.” She says, pulling her head up to look at my face. “Then tonight I told him I’m four days late for my period.” She says, looking for a reaction in my face.
“Didn’t you guys use any protection?” I ask, always more comfortable with logistics than feelings.
“I went on the pill, but I sometimes forget to take them.” She says, sheepishly. “Do you know what the bastard said?” She asks.
“What?” I ask.
“He wants to know how I know it’s his!” She says, pushing her face into my chest again, crying. “Like I’m some kind of fucking slut!” She says, her words muffled against my shirt. Before I can respond, we hear the back door open.
“Come on, no one will see us back here.” A male voice says and Jasmine’s head jerks up from my chest. Oh fuck! It’s Jimmy’s voice and he’s with someone.
“Are you sure?” Amber asks, the voices getting closer. I start to stand up, but Jasmine pulls me back down with her mouth to my ear.
“Please, Mike.” She whispers. “I don’t want him to see me crying. Don’t let them know we’re here.” She pleads. I sit back down, wrapping my arm back around her shoulder, wondering what’s going to happen.
“Absolutely, Amber.” Jimmy says. “Besides, everyone else is hooked up in the bedrooms and living room. Who’s going to be out here to see us?” We hear the rustling of clothing as the voices draw nearer.
“Mmmmmm.” Amber moans, as they come into view, just the other side of the hedge that Jasmine and I are sitting behind. Amber’s blouse is pushed up, her bra is undone and Jimmy is sucking one of her small, round tits into his mouth.
“I’m sorry.” Jasmine whispers in my ear, presumably she’s referring to Amber and I being a couple. I look in her eyes and shake my head, indicating that we really aren’t as much of a couple as Amber wanted everyone to believe. Well, apparently not everyone.
“Stand up.” Amber says, startling me. I’m sure we’ve been caught, but she’s talking to Jimmy. They’re sitting on the flat, cement bench and she’s fumbling with Jimmy’s belt. Jimmy stands up and she unbuckles his belt and pulls his jeans and briefs down with one quick tug.
“Oh my!” Amber sighs, as she runs her tongue up and down the length of his long, black cock. “Are you sure it’s over between you and Jasmine?” She asks, as she slips her mouth over the end of his hard cock.
“Yeah, baby. I’m sure!” He pants. Jasmine takes a quick peek, as Amber grips Jimmy’s muscular ass cheeks and starts bobbing her head up and down on his cock. My cock is stiffening, as Jasmine wraps her arms around me and again buries her face in my shirt.
I sit there, stroking Jasmine’s hair, as she quietly sobs into my chest. We are invisible, only ten feet away from the most erotic scene I’ve ever witnessed. My cock is rock solid, as I watch Jimmy grab Amber’s red hair, clench his ass muscles and feverishly pump his hard, black cock into her mouth. Amber wraps her hand around the thick base of his cock, to keep him from gagging her, and swallows all of Jimmy’s cum. She barely takes a breath before sucking him hard again.
I become very aware of Jasmine’s tits swelling against my side, with each breath she takes. This is too fucking weird! I can’t believe that I’m sitting here holding Jasmine, while voyeuristically watching her ex-boyfriend fuck my date.
Amber’s intense arousal quickly dispels any inhibitions she had. Tossing her blouse and bra aside, she unzips her skirt and strips off her thong. Completely naked, she lies back on the bench, lifts her knees and spreads her legs invitingly. The moonlight accents the pale, white skin on her teen-sized, tits, which almost disappear when she’s lying down. Just her pink eraser-like nipples are visible, poking up into the night air.
“Oh fuck, Amber.” Jimmy sighs, as he lowers his face between her thighs and runs his dark fingers through her triangle of light red hair.
“Oh God!” Amber cries, as I hear Jimmy slurping up her pussy juice. Jasmine turns to take another look, brushing her arm against the bulge in my pants. Startled, she quickly pulls her arm away and looks at me quizzically. I shrug apologetically, and nod towards the erotic coupling, taking place just beyond the hedges.
“Oh Jimmy!” Amber moans. “Right there! Don’t stop! Keep doing exactly that!” She pleads. Jasmine turns her head to look, as Amber grabs Jimmy’s head and frantically bucks her ass off the bench, pushing her pussy hard against his mouth. Jasmine watches for a minute before turning her head back to look at me. When she does, I try hard to focus on her face and ignore the erotic scene playing out behind her.