SAVED BI THE BELL 3
This is a work of bisexual celebrity fiction. The characters come from the popular teen-oriented television series, "Saved by the Bell." The character names are used without permission. If you are offended by sexual situations involving teenagers, please read no further.
The characters of Screech Powers and Mr. Belding do not appear in any of the stories. You're welcome.
This particular edition is a prequel to the initial two stories.
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The Bayside gang was excited for the end of their sophomore year in high school. Zack Morris and A.C. Slater had already received their drivers' licenses after turning 16. Pretty, strawberry-blond Jessie Spanos would be the next to turn 16, toward the end of summer. The youngest member of their group, beautiful, raven-haired cheerleader, Kelly Kapowski, was still 15-years-old, and would not turn 16 until November.
Thanks to the help of their friend, Lisa Turtle, all four of the friends had secured summer jobs at the Malibu Sands Beach Club, where the affluent Turtle's were members.
Although the beach club was only 11 miles from their homes in Pacific Palisades, each of their parents had agreed that they could spend the summer at the resort, rather than maintaining a daily back-and-forth commute. Kelly would room with Jessie, and Zack and A.C. would bunk together.
While excited by the prospect of a summer of independence, their sophomore years had not been without drama. After a spirited, and sometimes prank-filled competition for Kelly's affections, Slater had finally conceded that Kelly was more interested in Zack.
After a great deal of effort on Zack's part, Kelly finally gave her virginity to the scheming, but handsome and muscular, blonde teenager. The hurried sex in the back seat of Zack's father's car had been a disappointment to Kelly. Honestly, she wasn't sure what she had expected, but there were surely no rockets and fireworks as Zack wham-bammed her for the first time, one eye looking out the window for police or passing voyeurs. It was all over too quickly and sloppily, for the romantic, pretty cheerleader.
Heading into their summer work adventures, Kelly and Zack had (at least temporarily) broken up after Zack made a pass at Kelly's pretty, tomboyish, 8th grade sister, Nicki.
Zack was waiting for a date with Kelly, who was running very late after spending too much time attending to her hair, clothes, and makeup. Finally, walking downstairs, Kelly found Nicki on Zack's lap. His hands were up 13-year-old Nicki's raised softball jersey, copping a feel of Nicki's tiny, preadolescent breasts. Kelly screamed and Nicki cried as she lowered her top. Just like that, Zack and Kelly had broken up.
All four of the teenagers had privately made it a goal to start new relationships while spending the summer at the private beach club.
Slater, for his part, wasn't interested in competing for Kelly again. That ship had sailed, Slater believed. Zack had even bragged about fucking the pretty cheerleader just to needle him. Slater was starting to look at Jessie with new eyes. Unfortunately, she didn't seem interested.
Kelly was not going to risk her job by fighting with Zack. She chose to treat him as just another resort employee, in an effort to avoid any drama. Kelly was excited that she and Slater would have the responsibility of being lifeguards. Being with Slater every day might give her the opportunity to see if any flames could be rekindled with the dark-haired, muscular, wrestler.
Jessie, secretly, was more interested in girls than boys. A cheerleader, like Kelly, Jessie would always find a reason to be near the beautiful, dark-haired teen. Thus far, she hadn't been brave enough to express her longing feelings to Kelly. But now that Kelly had broken up with Zack, and they would be sharing a room over the summer, who knows? She thought. The possibilities danced in Jessie's budding-lesbian head as she thought of a summer filled by having sex with Kelly.
Given the ill-defined job of Social Director, Zack just wanted to fuck anything and everything! He and Slater had spent the better part of the school year in Bayside's weight room. No longer just handsome, slender adolescents, the two friends and rivals had added beefcake-like muscle to their young, attractive bodies.
Going through their orientation day at the Beach Club, the Bayside teens met their new boss, Leon Carosi, and his teenage daughter, Stacey. Zack smiled to himself, Mr. Carosi was clearly the type of dope who could be easily manipulated, allowing Zack to focus on his singular intention of hitting on everything between the ages of 14 and 49.
Stacey, was a pretty girl from back east. Zack even thought that Stacey looked somewhat like Kelly. Maybe two inches shorter than the Bayside beauty, their tan, young bodies and dark hair looked similar to the horny 16-year-old. Zack, however, thought he noticed a palpable sneer on Stacey's otherwise pretty face whenever she looked in Zack's direction.
If Zack could fuck Stacey, he thought that would be a good way to get back at his Bayside cheerleader former girlfriend.
Kelly walked to her lifeguard station nervously. She was wearing a light green windbreaker over her green one-piece lifeguard swimsuit. At only 15, Kelly was self-conscious about displaying her beautiful, blossoming body to strangers.
Kelly was most uncomfortable that the Baywatch-style swimsuit was cut so high as to display her still-maturing hips. With the high cut at the sides, only a tiny bit of stretchy green fabric covered her youthful pubic area.
Taking off her windbreaker, and stepping up to the raised lifeguard chair, Kelly reached back to retrieve the swimsuit fabric that kept crawling up her pretty ass.
Slater arrived seconds later. Muscle was rippling from his tan, 16-year-old chest. Slater was dressed in similarly-colored green swim trunks. Before climbing to his lifeguard chair, Slater removed his swim trunks, revealing a tight, red pair of Speedos. Little was left to the imagination as Slater's athletic ass and thick cock were highlighted in the small swimsuit.
"Oh my God," Kelly muttered as she saw Slater's clearly-outlined package for the first time, as he climbed the rails to his lifeguard chair.
Nonchalantly, Slater said, "Hiya, Kel." He then absently adjusted his cock and balls in the tight Speedos. Together, they quietly surveyed the water, mainly looking for toddlers and other small children who might have trouble in the shallow beach waters.
Jessie, with her professional demeanor, was assigned to the front desk. Dressed in a pretty white skirt and blouse uniform, the soon-to-be 16-year-old made an attractive first impression for the beach club guests.
A sexy blonde in a Spandex workout outfit approached Jessie to see if she had received any calls or messages. Jessie could feel butterflies in her stomach as she spoke to the voluptuous older woman who gave her name as Mrs. Gold.
With no other customers waiting to be served, the two women chatted amiably. Mrs. Gold, who appeared to be in her early to mid-30's, was the beautiful trophy wife of a very successful Beverly Hills entertainment lawyer.
Focused almost entirely on his job, the 68-year-old Mr. Gold seemed to spend almost all of his time at the office, leaving his young, attractive wife to her own devices. To beat the summer heat, she spent a lot of her days and nights at the Malibu Sands Beach Club.
Looking intently at the 5'10" strawberry- blonde teenager, the well-coiffed blonde's blue eyes opened hungrily when Jessie confessed that she was "Still 15." When queried further, Jessie told Mrs. Gold that she was a high school cheerleader, and liked to play tennis as a hobby.
Jessie hadn't noticed, but the woman was stroking the back of Jessie's hand with her finely-manicured fingers as they talked. "When do you get off, Jessie?" The woman's softly-voiced question almost sounded like a kitten purring when she spoke to Jessie. "4:00 p.m., ma'am," Jessie politely answered. "Call me Courtney, please." "O.K.," Jessie answered dutifully.
"Jessie, honey. Would you like to play tennis this afternoon when you get off of work?" "Sure," Jessie agreed enthusiastically.
With a gleaming smile, Mrs. Gold was on her way. Jessie was momentarily transfixed as she watched the older woman's butt cheeks bounce seductively in the tight, Spandex fabric.
Jessie felt self-consciously underdressed as she met Courtney on the beach club's tennis court. Jessie was attired in a simple white tank top, and a tight pair of wine-colored Bayside High cheer shorts. Jessie's long, youthful legs were attractively displayed.
Opting not to wear a bra over her modest, B-cup breasts. Jessie's dark, pink nipples protruded from the thin fabric as she sweated from the vigorous tennis match.
Unlike Jessie, Courtney was dressed in an expensive all-white tennis outfit, complete with a short, pleated skirt. Jessie could see Courtney's firm ass each time she bent over to retrieve a tennis ball.
With Courtney's gorgeous blonde hair tied in a simple ponytail, and her big boobs bouncing as she ran, Jessie thought the trophy wife looked like a tennis version of Malibu Barbie! Jessie momentarily thought back to when she was 8-years-old and had removed the clothes from her Barbie, and had curiously rubbed the doll's disproportionately big, plastic boobs and her androgynous crotch with her little fingers.
The pair were evenly matched. Each had won a set when Mrs. Gold smiled at the long-legged teenager and said, "If I win the next set, you have to go out to dinner with me sometime."
Jessie playfully dropped her aluminum racquet and said, "I guess I give up, because I'd love to go to dinner with you."
Mutually deciding that two sets of tennis was enough for the day, they met at the net and hugged. Jessie was intoxicated by the smell of Courtney's sweaty, perfumed body. Her large breasts pressed deeply into Jessie's braless B-cup breasts.
As Jessie walked back to the bungalow that she shared with Kelly. Jessie asked herself, "Do I really have a date with Malibu Barbie?"
After Jessie showered from the tennis match, Kelly entered the small room. She was still dressed in her sexy, green one-piece swim suit, the back of which had again crept between her adorable, round butt-cheeks.
Kelly fell backward onto the bed, clearly upset. Her slender, tan legs hung over the mattress, giving Jessie an unobstructed view of Kelly's smooth crotch. "What's wrong, Kel?" Jessie asked. She knew that Kelly could sometimes be a drama queen.
Kelly bemoaned that instead of the handsome, college-age men that she had hoped to meet, she had instead been chatted up by what seemed like an endless line of pot-bellied older men who made it hard for her to do her job as lifeguard. "Thank God," she thought, that Stacey Carosi had helped to shoo them away.
Kelly continued to Jessie, "And that fucking Slater kept bouncing his cock and balls at me in that disgusting little Speedo." "I feel for you, Kel," Jessie said sympathetically, adding "But my day was great," without elaborating that she had met the beautiful, wealthy lawyer's wife.
"You'll feel better after you take a shower, Kel," Jessie said. With a puffy sigh, Kelly agreed. Reaching for a towel out of her dresser, the pretty, dark-haired teen removed her swimsuit. Kelly's budding breasts were still little more than A-cups, but pointed provacatively outward on her slender chest. Kelly still bore the traces of earlier bikini tan-lines on her young breasts. Kelly had been so concerned about the high cut of her lifeguard suit that she had completely shaven her black pubic hair. This surprised Jessie, who had only seen a shaven pussy in a smuggled porn magazine.
Kelly turned away from her friend, and absently rubbed her recently-shaven pubic area. Kelly's 15-year-old ass was round and firm from cheerleading as she walked naked to the shower.
Jessie couldn't believe her good fortune that day. She believed she had been hit on by "Malibu Barbie," and had just seen her first crush, Kelly, gloriously naked... and with a shaven pussy!
Eventually, a refreshed Kelly returned from the shower. Still damp, Kelly had a towel wrapped around her slender waist, and one around her head. Her small, beading-wet breasts were exposed as she sat on her single bed and dried her thick, black hair.
After meeting the older blonde woman, and now seeing Kelly naked, Jessie had never been hornier. For the first time in her life she was really alone with Kelly. There were no parents, nor any Zack, Lisa, Slater, or even little sister, Nicki, to disturb them.
Moving from her bed to Kelly's, Jessie sidled up next to the beautiful 15-year-old cheerleader. "Kelly," Jessie started. "We've always been good friends, haven't we?" Kelly nodded her head, wondering where Jessie was going with this.
"Since we're going to be rooming together all summer, "I was thinking that we could maybe become more than friends. No one would need to know if you didn't want them to."
With that, Jessie leaned into Kelly and gave her a long pent-up closed mouth kiss on the lips. Kelly seemed to kiss Jessie back, or at least Jessie imagined so, which emboldened the taller girl to reach for one of Kelly's wet, pointy breasts. Inquisitively squeezing the small boob, Jessie's index finger began to gently circle Kelly's brown areola and now-rigid nipple.
As Jessie reached to remove the towel from Kelly's waist, she was suddenly, and disappointingly stopped by the half-naked teen beauty.
Kelly turned away and covered her modest breasts with her hands. She wasn't angry, but said: "I love you Jessie, just not in that way... at least not right now. We're both only 15." Kelly could see that Jessie looked hurt. "I'm sorry, Jess. I'm so sorry. I just can't." Kelly grabbed her clothes and dressed in the bathroom.
It had been a frustrating week for both Slater and Zack. With Zack's freedom of movement and his ambiguously lofty title of Social Director, Zack had met a bevy of attractive women and girls of all ages. Many seemed to be interested in his handsome face and muscular body.
Unfortunately for Zack, each time he tried to work his charms, Stacey Carosi came out of nowhere to cock-block him. Sweet talking Stacey was having no positive results either. The hard-bitten, though pretty, teenager seemed to have a really negative attitude when it came to Zack, and she used every ounce of sarcasm when dealing with the blonde, Bayside High Romeo.
Slater had stopped wearing his Speedos. With them, A.C. had only seemed to attract a few older, mainly foreign men, who all seemed intent on bedding the muscular high school wrestling champion. Kelly even seemed to be ignoring Slater, and Jessie seemed otherwise occupied.
Looking at all of the attractive bodies on the Malibu Sands beach, the two teenage boys had never been hornier... or more sexually frustrated.
Zack was showering after work, still hoping to work his suave magic on one or more of the female resort guests. Soaping his long, slender cock in the shower, Zack began to daydream as he stroked his penis and blonde pubic hair.
Suddenly, the shower curtain opened. It was a naked A.C. Slater. His thick penis hung languorously between his meaty thighs. With his natural olive-hued skin, Slater had already developed bikini-like Speedo tan-lines on his fit lower torso.
Seemingly taking no notice that Zack had his cock in his hand, the teen wrestler said grumpily, "Move over, Preppy."
Although the two had showered nearby in the locker room many, many times, they had never shared a showerhead or been this close to each other while naked. Slater's thick, flaccid penis shifted lazily to the side as he stepped into the cramped shower tub.
"This has been one fucked-up week, Preppy." Slater bemoaned. "Tell me about it," Zack agreed. Slater continued, "I thought we were going to be boning all of those little hotties." "And their mothers," Zack quickly added with a chuckle.
Zack was just about to relieve some of his pressure by beating off in the shower when Slater had interrupted him. Reaching for the soap dish above Zack's shoulder, Slater's penis accidentally brushed against Zack's pale, bubble-butt.
Already horny, Zack could feel his penis begin to stir. "Oh shit!" Zack thought, turning away from his school friend.
Much to Zack's embarrassment, he became fully erect when Slater kindly began to wash Zack's muscled back and shoulders with his hands.
Seeing the erection in the small enclosure, A.C. joked, "I guess you're happy to see me, Preppy." Looking at Zack's erection, Slater's penis also began to grow.
"I guess it's better than nothing," Slater reasoned as he gripped Zack's penis. Wordlessly, Zack returned the favor, as the 16-year-olds jacked each other off under the warm water.
"I'm not going to kiss you¸ Preppy, but your hand job feels awful good." No longer embarrassed, Zack turned to face his muscular friend. Aggressively jerking Slater's penis with his right hand, Zack began to explore A.C. tan, well-built chest with his left hand, pulling and twisting Slater's brown, boy-nipples.
Slater then surprised Zack by kneeling in the cramped shower and began fellating the handsome, blonde teen. Zack wondered if A.C. had done it before as his mouth easily encapsulated Zack's long, slender cock.
With his hands now free, Zack stroked and petted A.C.'s dark, wet, matted hair as the resort lifeguard greedily sucked on Zack's cock. It wasn't long before Zack warned his tan buddy that he was about to cum, eventually spilling his load into the shower's drain. Zack's body shuddered as he grabbed his young cock to thoroughly release the last of the warm cum.
Looking down at the muscled wrestler who had just blown him, Zack asked, "What the fuck was that?" "I don't know, Preppy. But you owe me." Slater answered while rising from his knees.
With the shower still running, Slater turned Zack around so that he was facing the showerhead. His beefy hands reached around to caress Zack's muscular upper torso and boy-boobs. A.C.'s hand again gripped Zack's penis, now semi-flaccid from the blow job.
Zack was startled when he felt A.C.'s erect penis pressing between his athletic butt cheeks. "N-no," Zack stammered. "You can't be serious..."
Undeterred, A.C. pressed his hands atop Zack's and pressed them firmly against the shower wall. The wrestler then slid his thick penis into Zack's already wet anus. To Zack's surprise, it wasn't as painful as he had imagined, and he quickly began to enjoy the new sensation. Zack could feel his young cock returning to life as his best friend anally sodomized him. Slater's wet, meaty balls noisily slapped against Zack's round ass in the echoey shower.
Finally, turning off the water, they practically leaped, still wet, onto one of the small, single beds. The teenage boys happily explored the other's naked body. While discovering the 69 position for the first time, Zack and A.C. simultaneously sucked the other's young cock. Zack imagined that it was Kelly who was fellating him, while Slater fantasized that it was Jessie.
Still naked, the Bayside boys spooned on the small bed until it was time to rise the next morning for work.
Jessie nervously waited for her "date" in the lobby of the beach club resort. She was glad that she had decided to pack a couple of nice dresses along with her summer apparel of shorts and jeans.
In her heels, Jessie was over 6' tall as she tried to appear relaxed. Internally, she was jittery and worried that everyone could read on her face that she was meeting a woman... and a married woman at that. Even worse, she hoped that the she hadn't imagined the whole girl-girl romance in her own mind.
Courtney Gold arrived promptly on time in a white 300-series Mercedes convertible. The doorman opened the car door for Jessie, recognizing the teenage front desk clerk, but saying nothing.
Jessie was wearing a flowery, white summer dress. The bright, floral pattern looked attractive on her tall, lithe body. Jessie straightened her dress as she sat in the cramped bucket seat of the small car. Jessie was surprised when Courtney leaned across to give her a welcoming European kiss on both cheeks. Jessie blushed noticeably, hoping that no one had seen them.
"Buckle up," Courtney said as she peeled out onto the Pacific Coast Highway, headed for the iconic Geoffrey's Malibu restaurant.
Jessie ordered a delicious crab salad, while Courtney chose the Fish of the Day. The ocean view and crashing waves were spectacular as the two women shared details about their lives.
Courtney had been a song girl at USC before meeting her future husband at an alumni event. While Mr. Gold was certainly a good provider, the older man was not very attentive as a husband, which bothered Courtney. She intimated that she sometimes had to find companionship elsewhere.
Courtney was familiar with Bayside High, and interestedly inquired about Jessie's classes and cheerleading activities. Her hinting questions seemed to be trying to determine if the pretty 15-year-old had a boyfriend... or a girlfriend.
Declaring that she wanted to be "completely honest," with the tall teenager, Courtney revealed that she was 34-year-old, and added provocatively, "Which I hope isn't too old for a pretty girl like you."
Jessie's young body tingled as the beautiful blonde seemed to flirt with her, implying that she was interested in taking her budding friendship with Jessie further. Jessie smiled when Courtney began to lovingly stroke her soft hand as they continued to talk.
Back in the Mercedes, Jessie genuinely thanked Courtney for "A wonderful dinner, and a lovely evening." Driving away from the restaurant, the older woman declared that the date didn't have to end just yet if Jessie didn't want it to.
As the car headed back to the Malibu Sands Beach Club, Courtney's curious hand traveled up Jessie's summer dress, settling on the high school girl's soft upper thigh.
Nervously arriving at Courtney's bungalow, Jessie remarked, "This is a lot bigger than the one that I share with Kelly." Courtney had done her homework on Jessie, and knew that Kelly was the pretty, black-haired lifeguard. Courtney curiously wondered if there had ever been anything going on between the two young girls?
Putting on some soft music, Courtney stepped behind the Bayside cheerleader, and began to slowly unzip Jessie's dress, while gently kissing the teenager's neck. For a moment, Jessie froze. Jessie had talked a confident game, but It really hadn't sunk in until now that she was acquiescing to be deflowered by the experienced older woman. Jessie hadn't disclosed her virginity to Courtney.
With her white floral dress lowered to the floor, Jessie was left standing in bra and panties. Despite wearing a bra, Jessie Instinctively tried to shield her B-cup breasts. Pretending to ignore Jessie's attempts at modesty, Courtney unhooked Jessie's padded bra, touching the juvenile pink bow that joined the two cups together.
Again, Jessie tried to cover her now-nude breasts with her hands and arms. Courtney was too quick, and placed her hands beneath Jessie's, excitedly fondling the teenager's boobs and pink nipples. Relenting to Courtney's gentle touch, Jessie lowered her hands, resigning herself to whatever would come next.
The tall girl was only down to a pair of white panties. Like her bra, the panties contained a small pink ribbon atop the waistband. Now seated on the couch, Jessie intently watched the buxom lawyer's wife undress.
Courtney's tight, slinky, sparkly blue Spandex dress didn't come off easily. The skintight fabric had to be practically peeled off of Courtney's fit body. Jessie was surprised that the woman wasn't wearing any panties. Courtney's pubic hair was dyed to match her blonde hair, and had been expensively waxed in the shape of a small jet strip.
The 34-year-old had the impressive body of a much younger girl. Jessie could easily imagine the beautiful woman as a USC song girl. At her older husband's request, Courtney had her boobs surgically enhanced. The Beverly Hills surgeon had worked his magic, and Jessie was now staring at an enticing pair of 36-D breasts on the frame of the 5'6" lawyer's wife.
Seeing Jessie's eyes fixated on her remarkable breasts, Courtney began to alluringly knead and massage them as Jessie excitedly looked on from the couch.
Walking toward the 15-year-old beauty, Courtney pressed one of her large breasts into Jessie's surprised mouth. The 5'10" strawberry-blonde hungrily took to Courtney's breasts, licking, flicking, sucking, and squeezing the enhanced mammaries.
Courtney smiled at Jessie's obvious enthusiasm as her boobs were being devoured. Jessie then hesitated when the 34-year-old's curious hand descended beneath her cotton panties.
Looking apologetically at the naked older woman, Jessie confessed, "I've never done this before. I don't mean to disappoint you." "Oh, honey," Courtney said sympathetically, "It's O.K. Just leave it to me." Courtney gave the pretty teenager a reassuring open-mouthed kiss as her hand caressed Jessie's pert, B-cup breasts.
Jessie's inquisitive hands returned to Courtney's large breasts as the pair resumed passionately kissing on the couch. Jessie was now eager for whatever would come next as the older woman impatiently pawed her. Accepting Courtney's hand, the pair moved to the bedroom.
Gently pushing Jessie back onto the bed, Courtney removed Jessie's panties and began to gently explore her sparse, reddish-blonde pubic hair with her hand. Jessie's legs were protectively closed, and her lower body shuddered reactively when Courtney's hand reached between the Bayside cheerleader's thighs and began to greedily rub Jessie's labia.
Jessie closed her eyes. Soon, one finger penetrated her virgin pussy, followed quickly by another. Jessie moaned softly as the older woman slowly began to finger-fuck her. Jessie, of course, had masturbated before, but it felt so much better being digitally-penetrated by Courtney.
With her eyes closed, and releasing her young, virgin body over to the blonde-haired beauty, Jessie didn't notice when Courtney reached into the bed stand to retrieve a series of sex toys, including a black strap-on.
Courtney looked down at the pretty, naked, 15-year-old girl. The lawyer's wife had never had sex with a girl so young before. Consulting her conscience, Courtney briefly hesitated as she adjusted the buckles on the strap-on belt. Jessie's long legs were now spread wide, acknowledging her willingness. Courtney rationalized in her head that the tall teenager at least looked older than her 15-years.
With the strap-on affixed, Courtney took the thick dildo into her hand, and plunged it deeply into the prone high school girl.
Jessie's closed eyes were now wide open as the 34-year-old laid atop Jessie's lean body, frantically forcing the thick dildo into Jessie's inexperienced pussy.
Holding on for dear life as the married woman aggressively assaulted her with the strap-on dildo, Jessie wrapped her arms around Courtney's smooth back, which resulted in the pressing of Courtney's breasts into Jessie's soft body.
Jessie felt as if she was on some sort of roller coaster ride as the older woman furiously pounded her young pussy with the dildo. With her hands free, Courtney groped Jessie's nubile body while kissing the teenager's neck. Meanwhile, Courtney's toned hips continued to frenziedly thrust the black dildo in-and-out of the 5'10" Bayside cheerleader.
Jessie's first orgasm seemed to release years full of pent-up lesbian desire. With a loud gasp, Jessie realized that she was no longer a virgin, and had finally become a woman... a woman who fucks other women.
Jessie had little time for introspection as she was quickly turned over onto her stomach. Courtney clutched at Jessie's firm butt cheeks, rubbing her big breasts across them, even trying to dove-fuck between Jessie's butt crack.
Jessie offered no protest as Courtney spread her teenager butt cheeks from behind before eagerly licking Jessie's unsuspecting anus. Climbing atop the prone high school girl, Courtney forced the strap-on dildo into the young girl, alternately between Jessie's pussy and rectum.
Jessie would allow Courtney to fulfill all of her lesbian sexual fantasies during the night, and Courtney would employ all of the sex toys at her disposal on the compliant 15-year-old.
Kelly was awake when Jessie finally returned to their bungalow in the early hours of the morning. Jessie's hair was mussed, and she looked somewhat bedraggled as she nervously closed the door behind her.
"Jessie, where have you been?" Kelly asked. She was as concerned as she was curious. Jessie sat on Kelly's bed, the sun was just starting to come up. "Do you promise not to tell anyone, Kel?" Kelly thought that Jessie had never looked so serious in her life. Her eyes blazed as she looked at Kelly.
"Yeah, I swear," Kelly answered, raising two fingers as they had done as little girls. A genuine look of concern was on Kelly's face. Jessie momentarily relaxed as she began to tell her story.
"Do you know Mrs. Gold?" Jessie asked her friend. Kelly was even more curious now, answering, "Yeah. Blonde hair, big boobs. I've seen her at the beach. Why?"
"I just spent the night with her," Jessie said to Kelly's obvious surprise. "Did you...?" Kelly couldn't even continue her question. "Yes!" Jessie answered. "We fucked every way that you could possibly imagine. It was fantastic!" Kelly was startled by Jessie's admission.
"Does she know that you're not even 16?" Kelly asked incredulously. "She knows," Jessie answered succinctly. "I don't think she minded that at all," Jessie said matter-of-factly, a knowing smile on her young, pretty face.
"Does that mean that you don't like boys anymore?" Kelly was genuinely curious about her friend's lesbian confession. "I think I might like both," Jessie said. She was unwilling to be forced to choose.
"Kel, you haven't lived until you've had your pussy eaten. It's the best!" As it was her day off, Jessie quickly undressed and fell asleep in her bed. Kelly pondered what she had just learned.
For some odd reason, engaging in boy-boy sex had given Zack and A.C. newfound confidence and charisma with the ladies. Even Kelly and Jessie had jealously noted it, and even sourpuss Stacey Carosi couldn't stop it.
The two 16-year-old boys soon became hot commodities for the resort's eager female guests. Discreetly carrying on during their own personal time, the consenting adult women passed the handsome, muscular teenage boys between them. Zack even managed to have a threesome with a mother and her 18-year-old stepdaughter.
While the boys were up to their necks in willing women, Stacey was suddenly becoming overly protective of Kelly. The sharp-tongued easterner had successfully shooed off the older, predatory males away from Kelly's lifeguard stand. Unfortunately for Kelly, Stacey always seemed to be within arms-length of the pretty, Bayside cheerleader.
Walking back to her bungalow at the end of her shift, Kelly noticed that Stacey was following her. Self-consciously, Kelly adjusted the back of her swimsuit. Kelly felt as though she could feel Stacey's eyes boring into her appealing young ass. Kelly suddenly wished that Jessie was around more often.
Stopping in front of her bungalow door to retrieve her key, Kelly was confronted by Stacey. Although two inches shorter than Kelly, Stacey's rough voice and aggressive demeanor made her an intimidating figure to the sweet, non-confrontational, high school cheerleader.
Backing Kelly into the door, with the sun setting in her eyes, Kelly had to squint as Stacey placed her arms authoritatively on either side of the bungalow door, essentially trapping the 15-year-old lifeguard. Pressing forward, Stacey purposely invaded Kelly's personal space. Her small breasts were heaving nervously as she looked at the camp owner's alpha-female daughter.
"Why play hard to get, Miss Kapowski?" Kelly thought that Stacey had the look of a predatory animal out on a hunt. "You're a babe, and so am I," Stacey said confidently. "Don't you think that we could become better friends?" Stacey had to fight the urge to feel up the pretty, young girl who was backed up against the door.
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," Kelly said innocently. "Oh, I think you do," Stacey said conspiratorially, while licking her lips. Removing one hand from the door frame, she softly touched Kelly's smooth face.
Kelly's mind was racing. Although she had rebuffed Jessie's sexual overtures earlier in the summer, Kelly was by now curious about having sex with girls. Jessie was rarely around now. She was spending most of her time and nights making love with Mrs. Gold.
If Kelly was ever going to learn if Jessie was correct about the joys of lesbian sex, Kelly decided that it was now or never.
"Well, maybe you can come in for a minute," Kelly said cautiously. Turning around, she opened the bungalow door.
As soon as the door closed behind her, Kelly was engulfed in Stacey's eager arms. Kelly offered no resistance as the brash eastern girl pressed her against the door and began impatiently kissing the Bayside beauty.
It didn't take long before Kelly realized that Stacey's impassioned kisses were softer and more satisfying than Zack's, or any of the kisses that she had received from any other boy. With Stacey's arms still wrapped around her, Kelly began to willingly stroke Stacey's back, and opened her lips to receive Stacey's lusty tongue-kisses.
Stacey couldn't believe her good fortune. This was going much more easily than she had hoped. Kelly seemed to be docilly submitting to her bullying, lesbian aggressiveness. The black-haired resort lifeguard was still wearing her sexy, green, one-piece bathing suit. Stacey lowered the straps of the swimsuit so that Kelly's pale B-cup breasts were now revealed.
Kelly squirmed a bit when 17-year-old Stacey descended upon her small, pointy breasts, eagerly licking, squeezing, and sucking on the 15-year-old cheerleader's little boobs and raised brown nipples.
After greedily fondling and orally satisfying herself on Kelly's still-maturing breasts, Stacey, in one swift motion, brought Kelly's swimsuit to the floor.
Kelly was surprised at how quickly and willingly she had become naked. She was used to equal parts of begging and romance from Zack. Protectively, Kelly covered her shaven pubic area with her hand.
Stacey, with an inquisitive smile on her face, removed Kelly's hand. Looking at Kelly's surprisingly bald, juvenile-looking pussy, Stacey acerbically declared, "Well, you're a naughty little girl, aren't you?"
Still standing, and completely naked in the bungalow doorway, Kelly froze as Stacey's uninvited hand aggressively rubbed her teenage pussy. Stacey looked into Kelly's pretty blue eyes for approval as she groped Kelly's labia.
Stepping back momentarily, Stacey swiftly removed her white resort uniform. Stacey, an Italian-American, was naturally olive-skinned, and tanned easily in the summer sun. Kelly looked down nervously at Stacey's thick, dark patch of pubic hair as the naked, 17-year-old girl hungrily approached her.
Standing on her tippy-toes, Stacey pressed her naked breasts against Kelly's, rubbing them slowly and seductively from side-to-side and up-and-down against Kelly's tan-lined chest.
The 15-year-old had never felt anything so thrilling as Stacey's hands began to explore the length and breadth of Kelly's naked body. Gripping Kelly's athletic ass with her hands, Stacey turned Kelly around so that the younger girl was facing against the door, and began to vigorously hump Kelly's young, firm buttocks. Stacey's hairy crotch vigorously slammed into Kelly, as she held the teenage beauty in place by wrapping one hand on Kelly's waist, and the other holding on to a pointy, A-cup breast.
Kelly jumped when Stacey's hand probingly slid between her 15-year-old butt cheeks while the 17-year-old kissed and nibbled on Kelly's slender neck.
Sitting Kelly on a chair, Stacey sat naked on Kelly's thigh. Kelly was curious as to what was going on until Stacey began masturbating herself on the young teenager by sliding her hairy pussy across Kelly's thigh and bouncing it upon Kelly's leg until her pussy was excitedly stimulated. With her arms wrapped around Kelly's neck, Stacey's active tongue took liberties with the overwhelmed Bayside cheerleader.
Finally, leading the teenage cheerleader to one of the small beds, Kelly nervously awaited Stacey's next move. Impatiently, Stacey buried her eager face between Kelly's tan, slender thighs. Kelly's legs involuntarily quivered as the olive-skinned, eastern girl aggressively licked and speared the pretty, 15-year-old with her practiced tongue.
Raising her hands above Kelly's prone body, Stacey pinched and fondled Kelly's pointy, adolescent boobs. Kelly's hips and flat stomach undulated in synch with each of Stacey's ravenous licks.
Kelly, initially hesitant, was now enjoying every bit of Stacey's lesbian sex-play. With her legs spread wide, Kelly looked up from the bed. Seeing the 17-year-old feasting between her legs, Kelly thought Stacey's big hair looked like a lion's mane as the 17-year-old frenziedly devoured Kelly's young, hairless pussy.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, the bungalow door opened. Jessie was genuinely shocked to see her good friend being eaten out by Stacey Carosi. "Oh, fuck!" Kelly cried out as she was discovered in the act of lesbian sex.
From her vantage point in the doorway, all Jessie could see was Stacey's pretty ass rising above her knees, and her big hair turbulently shaking between Kelly's spread, tan legs. With her arms also spread wide, and the surprised look upon her face, it was clear that Kelly was not being raped.
Wordlessly, Jessie began to undress. Kelly briefly began to protest and tried to move off of the bed, but Stacey held Kelly in place, continuing to use her tongue to drill into the pussy of the pretty, dark-haired Bayside cheerleader.
Quickly naked, Jessie petted Stacey's pretty ass before wriggling her way between Kelly's legs. With a knowing smile, Stacey turned her position over to the taller girl. Moving up the bed, Stacey began to kiss Kelly and fondle her little boobs.
Jessie looked at Kelly's shaven pussy in wonder. Saying, "I've wanted this for so long," Jessie began to explore Kelly's pussy lips with her inquisitive fingers. Kelly's flat stomach reactively spasmed with Jessie's touch. Kissing Kelly's labia, Jessie simply said, "Shhh."
With pent-up desire dating back to her junior high school days, Jessie entered Kelly with her tongue. Now experienced after night after night engaging in kinky sex with Courtney Gold, Jessie steeled her muscular organ and began hungrily tongue-fucking her longtime friend.
Whatever hesitation Kelly may have had quickly melted away as Jessie expertly performed cunnilingus on her while Stacey's mouth seemed affixed to her modest, tan-lined breasts.
Cramped on the tiny bed, the naked, 5'10" Jessie, used her strong body to push the two beds together. The beds would stay in position for the remainder of Jessie and Kelly's time at the beach club, as the two teenage friends would continue to secretly make love with each other.
Mrs. Gold was a frequent visitor to the beach area. With her luscious, mature, tight body and big boobs, she had quickly appeared on Zack's radar. Knowing that she was married complicated things for the 16-year-old old, but he soon realized that Mr. Gold never seemed to be at the beach club, leaving his young, trophy wife seemingly all alone.
Unknown to Zack, Courtney Gold was not only sharing her affections and her fit body with his best friend, Jessie, but also a handsome 26-year-old French man, named Phillipe Goins.
Zack had seen the pair together on the beach, but didn't think much of it. There were always lots of guests on the beach.
Zack did, however, notice Phillipe's trim, muscular physique as he body surfed in the cool ocean water. Wearing the Speedo swimsuit most often worn by European visitors, Zack couldn't fail to notice the impressive package that was tucked into Phillipe's swimsuit.
Zack and A.C. were leading the active sex life that only a teenager would have the energy for. If not having sex with one of the attractive female resort guests, Zack and A.C. were fucking and sucking each other.
As resort employees, both boys were entitled to accept tips. While never demanding them, the Bayside friends had acquired quite notable bankrolls from the wealthy female guests that they had very willing serviced with their teenage cocks.
At last, finding Mrs. Gold alone on the beach, Zack, emboldened by his many sexual conquests that summer, began to chat up the beautiful blonde. He had no idea that the gorgeous woman often spent her evening hours with her face firmly between Jessie's long, slender legs.
Zack was shirtless, and dressed in a pair of knee-length swim trunks as spoke to the beautiful blonde who was wearing a skimpy, Brazilian bikini, her 36-D breasts nearly spilling out of the small top.
Courtney had an affinity for young, teenage bodies, and Zack's muscular features were certainly eye-catching to the sexually adventurous 34-year-old.
Giving Zack her bungalow number, the blonde teen was instructed to show up promptly at 8:00 p.m.
Zack showered and put on some expensive cologne, a gift from one of his mature lovers. Having sex with the stacked Courtney would likely be the highlight of his summer.
Courtney looked in both directions as she welcomed the 16-boy into her bungalow. Zack was wearing a striped tank top to display his muscular arms and chest, and a pair of khaki board shorts. Courtney was wrapped in a black silk robe.
Zack was surprised when Courtney's eager hand gripped his young package through the shorts. "You're not a little boy," the 34-year-old remarked to Zack as she unbuttoned his shorts. Zack noticed that there were sex toys lying around the room, including what looked like a block and tackle pulley hanging from the ceiling.
"Well, you're in a hurry, aren't you?" Zack said in an attempt at humor.
Raising Zack's muscled arms, Courtney lifted his tank top over his head. Zack's khaki shorts were the next to go. Anticipating that he would get lucky that night, Zack had self-assuredly wore a small pair of black, thong underwear, also a gift from one of her beach club lovers.
Affixing a pair of fur-lined handcuffs to Zack's wrists, Courtney hooked them to the block and tackle pulley as Zack looked on wordlessly. Zacks arms were soon raised over his head. "You're kinda kinky, aren't you?" Zack said, again trying to be funny.
Courtney then removed her robe. She was dressed in black panties and a black bustier. Black stockings and high heeled shoes completed her dominatrix outfit.
Zack's engorged penis was pressing against the thin black fabric of his thong underwear. With his arms restrained and raised over his head, Courtney was able to circle around the handsome, nearly-nude 16-year-old. Admiring Zack's fit, muscular body, Courtney squeezed Zack's penis and balls in the front of his underwear before playfully Zack's package.
Continuing to circle around the teenage boy, Courtney snapped the slender strip of black fabric between Zack's butt cheeks. As she walked around the beefcake teenager, Courtney stimulated the horny 16-year-old with her touch. Zack's hard, long cock uncomfortably pressed against the small, confining fabric of his thong underwear.
Only Zack's hands and arms were restrained, so Courtney was easily able to remove the black, panty-like underwear. Zack's impressive cock soon sprang to life. Courtney was teasingly careful not to touch it.
Removing her bra and panties, Courtney's 36-D breasts were unleashed. Courtney was an exercise fanatic, and her body was as fit and taut as a teenager. To further excite Zack, Courtney plunged a single finger into her trimmed pussy. Zack had never been so excited in his life. Even when he had fucked Kelly for the first time, he couldn't remember his cock being this hard.
Courtney bent, almost to her knees, as she approached 5'11" Zack. Parting her D-cup breasts, she encased Zack's erect penis between her magnificent breasts. Rubbing her breasts against Zack's yearning cock, Zack experienced his first titty-fuck.
Sensing that Zack was about to cum, Courtney backed off. She wanted to torture the horny teen just a little bit longer. Zack's eager penis bobbed in anticipation of more. Getting on her knees, Courtney began to give oral sex to the handsome, blonde teenager.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Phillipe emerged naked. The 26-year-old Frenchman was wiry-muscled. Phillipe gripped his penis as he admired Zacks teenage body as he was being blown by Courtney.
Restrained by his hands and arms, Zack had nowhere to go. The older man began to kiss and fondle Zack's prominent pectoral muscles, flicking Zack's boy boobs with his hungry tongue.
Kneeling next to Courtney, he began to lick and fondle Zack's ball sack while Zack' penis continued to be eagerly fellated by the pretty, blonde woman.
Turning Zack's cock over the Phillipe, Courtney rose from the floor and stoop on her tippy-toes to tongue-kiss the attractive 16-year-old boy.
As Phillipe began to blow Zack, his curious fingers began to probe Zack's backside. Finger Zack's sphincter, the teenage boy exploded his load simultaneously.
Without explaining his obvious bisexuality, Zack was released from his restraints. Phillipe hugged and kissed the high school boy, their engorged penises rubbing together.
Moving toward the bed, Courtney laid back and opened her legs for Zack. Needing no further invitation, the 16-year-old began furiously and powerfully fucking the 34-year-old blonde beauty.
Lying next to Courtney, Phillipe raised his legs toward his head, presenting Zack with his man-pussy. Zack alternated fucking the kinky pair until he eventually dropped his load into Phillipe's anus.
The bisexual trio would engage in rough sex for several more hours, until Zack snuck back to his own bungalow.
Kelly and Jessie would continue to make love throughout the rest of the summer. They were sometimes joined by other same-sex partners, including Courtney Gold and Stacey Carosi.
Zack and A.C. would continue with their secret boy-boy sexual relationship, and continue to indulge in the bevy of willing resort guests, including women, girls, and young men.
With the four teenagers enjoying so much sex, they became closer as friends as the summer progressed. Kelly forgot about Zack's inappropriate behavior with her little sister. Jessie began to look at differently at Slater's muscular body as they chatted while Slater and Kelly were at their lifeguard stations.
While Jessie had experienced all of the lesbian sex that she could have dreamed of, she had never been fucked by a boy. Slater, to Jessie, seemed a prime candidate.
.... But that's another story.
The End of Part 3.
Stay tuned for more fun at the Beach!