Chapter 15 - Deals and Normality

Well, this update is a few days late. It's not as edited as usual, but I didn't want to skip another week, so here it is.

Content: ff oral fingering rimming, m solo and f solo masturbation

Over the next few days, the nervousness kept simmering in Jake's stomach, while having a definite meeting time seemed to center Kailani and calm her down.

"At least we know it'll be over soon," she told the others when they were going over the situation yet again after school on Thursday. "And we've prepared as well as we can, so there's no point in worrying more."

By the time Jake walked into the food court at the Mall with Kailani, he was practically vibrating with nerves. His fingers were curled tightly around the spare amulet in his pocket while his eyes scanned the early afternoon crowd of shoppers.

"There he is!" Kailani whispered, leaning close to his ear and pointing to a table in the corner of one of the sitting areas.

Jake followed her pointing finger and saw Tom Wilder sitting at the table, sipping a cup of coffee and looking out over the crowd. He seemed relaxed and unhurried, and it didn't look like he had seen them yet.

"Well, here goes..." Jake said, taking a deep breath.

"Wait," Kailani warned, putting a hand on his forearm. "We should get drinks of our own first. We don't want to be interrupted by one of the servers."

Jake nodded and turned his course toward the counter.

Five minutes later, they approached the table Tom was sitting at and sat down opposite him.

"Oh, hello," he said. Jake noted that he carefully put his hands on the table, palms down. It seem3ed that he was trying to look non-threatening, and Jake decided to take that as a good sign.

"Hello," he replied, putting his latte down on the table in front of himself.

Tom smiled slightly. "This is tense, isn't it?" He leaned back in his seat and looked around "Good choice of location. Plenty of people around, so neither of us can really try anything, and not too far from the parking lot so you won't have to walk too far while trying to keep an eye on everyone walking past."

"Thanks for the compliment," Kailani said, "but I think it would be best if we got to the point. You were planning to steal from us."

Tom chuckled. "OK, I can do direct. In our experience, almost all people who get their hands on jewelry misuse it, usually to hurt people."

"But-" Jake began.

Tom held up a hand. "Please let me finish. I'll explain our point of view, and then I promise I'll let you have your say."

Jake took a deep breath, but subsided when Kailani put a hand on his knee. "Let him finish," she said. "We need to know their point of view if we want to solve this peacefully."

Jake breathed out slowly and gestured for their opponent to continue.

"Right. So when we found out you had jewelry, probably multiple items, I got sent here to investigate. And when I found out I couldn't understand what it was that your jewelry actually does, I got pretty concerned. It's hard to police something you don't understand."

"But your first thought was still to take them away from us," Jake pointed out.

Tom scratched his head and took a sip from his coffee. "We try to keep the jewelry and the knowledge about it as contained as possible," he said finally. "Can you imagine what would happen if some of the more unscrupulous and powerful people out there found out about them and got their hands on some?"

He pinched the bridge of his nos. "We've stopped some pretty terrible things, but they were all small-scale. Some of the things that could happen if an organized group got their hands on multiple items of jewelry..."

"An organization already has," Kailani pointed out.

That got another chuckle. "Well, yes. But we have rules. We watch each other to make sure we aren't abusing our jewelry, and we don't hurt people."

"Neither do we!" Jake burst out, remembering only at the last second not to shout. No-one would care, since he was wearing his amulet, but still. Instead, the words came out in a strangle hiss.

Tom did seem to get the point, though.

"So you say. But you've got my jewelry, and you know what I came to do, so you must understand that I'm concerned when I make you tell me what yours does, and I can't seem to understand the answer. Right?"

Jake touched the amulet he was wearing under his shirt. "You're not just going to go away, are you?"

"No. Someone has to police the people who have access to powers the rest of the world isn't prepared for." Another sip of coffee. "We might not be the optimal choice, but we're the ones who took on the responsibility and we're not going to abandon it. We've been at this for a hundred years, and I think we've done pretty well."

Kailani squeezed Jake's knee. "Alright, I get your point, though we're still not happy about the way you went about it. Where do we go from here?"

"Well, I've talked to the others, and provided you can find some way of showing that you're being responsible with your jewelry, we think we would be willing to leave you mostly alone, provided you agree to keep to the same rules we've set ourselves, and help us find a way to ensure we can keep some kind of oversight. We think we've reached the point where we wouldn't be able to stop you without resorting to methods we would prefer not to use without evidence that you're abusing your power, so this is the alternative." He leaned forward. "Personally, I would encourage you to actually join us. I was pretty impressed with your ingenuity, even if it was at my expense, and we could use some more people."

Jake's eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Even-" he began, but Tom interrupted.

"I'm trying not to take it personally," he said. "even if I still have some bruises. But right now, we're still at step one: finding a way to ensure you're not abusing your jewelry. Any ideas?"

Jake and Kailani exchanged a look. Could they trust him?

Kailani shrugged, and Jake knew what she meant. They didn't have much choice. Even if they somehow managed to lose this guy, there was still a whole organization behind him.

At a tiny nod from Kailani, took his hand from his po0cked and held out the amulet.

"Put it on, and you'll understand."

Tom took it gingerly, inspected it closely for a few moments, and then put the leather thong around his neck.

And burst out laughing. It was good that he was now wearing the amulet, because while several people looking in their direction at the sudden noise, none of them considered them worth a second look.

After a minute or so, the laughter subsided and looked between Jake and Kailani.

"Well, I'm not sure what else I would have expected from a bunch of teenagers. Those other students have jewelry of their own, I assume," he asked, amusement still plain on his face.

Jake felt himself blush. Since Kailani had found the amulets, he'd walked around naked in public and had had kinky sex in school ,and now that there was an outsider who was capable of noticing it, all the embarrassment he hadn't felt then made itself noticed at once.

"Yeah," Kailani said, apparently oblivious to his discomfort. "Otherwise people would have noticed, right?"

Tom made an effort to look serious again. "I need to make sure. Now that I'm wearing one of these, I'm pretty sure this jewelry makes people... not notice things, right?" He watched them nod in agreement. "I just had to make sure you weren't, well, mind-controlling those other students in some way."

"We wouldn't!" Kailani said, shocked. "They're our friends!"

"Yes," Jake agreed. "Anyway, it's not exactly that people don't notice. It's subtler than that."

"Then explain it to me," tom said. "It doesn't look like you abused it, but at first glance it looks like it would be easy to."

"No, there's limits," Kailani began, and the two of them explained what they knew about how the amulets worked, and where they'd found them.

When they finished, Tom leaned back in his chair, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"You guys had a really unusual find, you realize? There are only a small handful of sets of jewelry out there, and most of them are pairs or maybe trios. And they're usually linked in some way. This many of them, all independent? It's basically unheard of."

He lifted up the amulet around his neck and looked at it.

"Plus, you have the packaging. That's rare, too. Granted, most of the ones that we... acquire are secondhand or older, and most of them are decades old as well. With the modern-style packaging, these look to be practically new. It's the closest I've ever seen to a hint where they actually come from."

"I just wanted to ask if you knew who had made these thins," Kailani said. "You mean you guys have no idea either?"

"The sometimes just... show up somewhere. Usually in estate sales or something. We tried to trace some of them, but usually whoever sold them has no idea where they came from." He shrugged helplessly. "Anyway, that's not relevant right now. We need to talk about your use of your jewelry."

"We're OK, aren't we?" Kailani asked. "We're not hurting anyone."

Jake could see Tom fight a smirk. "You're not, as far as I can tell. You're having an effect on bystanders, making them ignore things, but so long as you're not forcing them do to anything, or using it to cause harm or steal things -- which you say won't work anyway -- we're OK with that. Our rules allow the use of jewelry for advantage, even to make money, as long as you're not directly stealing from someone. We have some that's very useful on the stock market, for example, which we use to support ourselves, and others that we mostly use for amusement. We don't care about your exhibitionism, as long as we can ensure it doesn't go beyond that."

Jake exchanged another look with Kailani and, when she nodded resolutely, said. "We've talked about that." They had, and had eventually reached a decision. Or, actually, Kailani had, since she was the one who owned the extra amulets. "You can keep that amulet," Jake went on, indicating the silver pendant around Tom's neck. "We have extras, and that way you can check up on us and make sure we aren't abusing ours."

He looked surprised. "That's generous. I was thinking I was going to have to ask for one of yours, so the fact that you came up with the same idea is encouraging." He hesitated. "Bit it also means we'll need to stay in contact, since you w9ill need to keep an eye on the person we choose to have custody of this." he tapped the amulet.

"We do?" Kailani asked in surprise.

"Yes. We police the use of jewelry, right? That means we need to keep an eye on each other, as well." He shrugg4d. "And since you need on one of your... amulets, you called them, to be able to see through their effects, the keepers will need to watch each other."

"I guess that's fair," Jake agreed.

"Good, then I think we have a deal." Tom stuck out a hand and, after a moment' hesitation, Jake and Kailani both shook it. "I suggest you talk with the rest of your friends, and then I would appreciate it if you returned my jewelry to me soon."

"Oh, right," Kailani said. "We'll call tomorrow?"

"That's fine. We need to set up a way to stay in contact, anyway. Not just to keep an eye on each other, but to inform you of the rules we've set and everything." He looked around. "But those are details we can handle later."

They exchanged a last few pleasantries, and then Jake and Kailani returned to the car.

"That went a lot easier than I expected," Kailani said as soon as they were out of earshot.

"Yeah." Neither spoke for a moment, and then Jake gave voice to his speculation. "But I bet they're going to keep a qui3et eye on us for quite a while."

"So you think he was speaking the truth?"

"It tracks with what he said while we questioned him with his amulet. They're a little gung ho about taking people's -- jewelry, they call them -- but he really does seem to believe they're doing the right thing."

"Yeah. Still, I wish they'd just talked to us first."

They reached the car and took their seats.

"Come on, let's tell the others. And then we need to get him his jewelry back."

***

The other three were relieved when Jake and Kailani told them about their conversation. They seemed eager to believe Tom and hopeful that the trouble was now over.

Jake was less sure, but after they met with Tom the following morning and returned his jewelry, he felt himself relax as he watched the car drive away.

Still, lunch that day almost turned into yet another rehashing of the current situation until Shayla put her foot down.

"Not again!" she burst out. "We can't change anything anymore right now, so we'll just have to see how things turn out! So let's just stop talking about it and go back to normal!"

There were a couple of laughs at this sudden outburst, and when they subsided, Mary patted Shayla's arm. "You're right," she said, slinging an arm around her shoulders, and continued, an a cheerful voice, "But I've got to ask: by 'back to normal,' do you mean 'back to normal before we found our magic jewelry' or 'back to normal, like when we were walking around naked in school and fucking in the classrooms?"

She blinked innocently at Shayla as she, together with some of the others, burst into laughter.

"Definitely with the fucking," Shayla replied eventually. "And what's happened to you, by the way? Not so long ago you would've gotten shy if you even thought about talking about sex like that."

Mary leaned closer and looked her seriously in the eyes. "Lots of fucking," she said, flatly. "and the fact that I can talk like that without people acting like it's strange."

Kailani looked around, her eyes landing on the big clock over the lunch counter. The lunch period was nearly over. "On that note," she said, "It's still pretty hot, even with the AC fixed, and there's no point in hiding anymore, so..."

She stood up and quickly stripped of her sundress. With another look around the table, she removed her bra as well, then turned around, bent down, and slowly lowered her panties. When they were pooled around her ankles, she wiggled her hips and stepped out of them.

She sat back down with a contented sigh. "It's surprising how quickly you get used to walking around naked," she said, packing her clothes into her bay. "I missed this."

Greg looked down and smiled. "So have I," he said, reaching out and cupping a breast in his hand.

Kailani giggled and pushed him away playfully. "If you're gonna ogle, you should give us some eye candy as well."

"Fair enough."

Greg stood up and began to strip as well. The other three exchanged looks and a few minutes later all five of them were back in their seats, naked except for their shoes.

"See?" Shayla giggled, "Back to normal."

"You also mentioned 'fucking,'" Kailani said, and then sighed as the bell announced the end of lunch. "But that will have to wait. We need to get to class."

***

Since it was their last week before finals, Jake sat next to Shayla after lunch trying not to fall asleep out of boredom at yet another lesson full of revision, and it was not long before Shayla nudged his side.

"I think I know all this already," she muttered. "It's a shame it's just the two of us in here, isn't it?"

"Why?" Jake asked, puzzled. They had plenty of thinks to talk about, didn't they?

Shayla sighed and looked at him impatiently. "Because Mary kept talking about fucking, and then we all got naked, and I barely had any time to appreciate it before lunch was over. And now I can't do anything about it because, no offense, it's just the two of us here and I'm not into guys."

"Oh! Yeah, I understand. You've probably noticed that the talk had an effect on my, too" He looked sideways at her. "Just... I won't be offended if you... take care of yourself, I promise."

Shayla laughed. "No, I expect you wouldn't." She sighed. "But now all the nice visuals are gone..."

Jake leaned closer and spoke quietly. "Well, use your imagination. I've been having lots of fun playing with you girls -- well Kailani and Mary -- but that doesn't mean I don't... have fun by myself anymore before I go to sleep, and then I don't usually have the 'visuals' available either."

"No phone or anything?" Shayla asked, slipping a hand under the table.

"Sometimes. But since we started playing together, I usually like to think about you girls, and I don't have pictures of you." He slipped a hand under the table as well and curled his fingers around his hardening erection.

"Hm..." Shayla hummed. "So you use your imagination? What do you imagine, exactly?"

Lots of things... Mostly I think back to things we did together, or that I saw you guys do. Or I think about what I still want to see you do -- or what I want to do with Mary and Kailani."

"Hm... I know about what you've done, so tell me about what you still want to see."

Jake thought for a moment, trying to pick something that Shayla would like as well.

"Last time, in the gym," he began, slowly running his thumb over the head of his cock, "when I was with Greg and Kailani, you were with Mary. I didn't -- couldn't -- watch you, but I heard some of it, and I've thought back and imagined what you two might have been doing."

"Oh?" Shayla said, breathily and without giving any hints.

"Yeah, so I imagined... You know you have a great butt, yes?"

That got a giggle. "I'm aware that it's one of my best assets, yes."

Right. So, I imagine Mary on her back, you kneeling over her face and your pussy hovering just out of reach of her tongue." His cock was quickly reaching full hardness now, and he began to stroke it slowly. "She's reaching up with her tongue out, but you've got her pinned with your legs over her arms and you keep teasing her by lowering herself so that she can just barely get a lick in, for a few seconds, and then you pull away again."

"Yeah..." Shayla sighed, and there was a faint wet sound from under the table.

"Hm, yes... I reach down and pinch her nipples," Shayla murmured, "and feel those lovely boobs of her in my hands."

"Finally you let her reach your clit with your tongue, and she dives right in."

Jake's dick was completely hard now, and he quickly took away his hand to spit on it, then began stroking more quickly. Next to him, Shayla was moving her hand quickly, making her dark breasts jiggle while the 'shlck, shlck,' sounds became more and more clearly audible.

"Then she plunges her tongue deep into my pussy and I stop holding myself up, covering her mouth with my cunt and feeling her tongue between my butt cheeks."

Jake could see the scene in his mind's eye as he slumped in his chair and his hand sped up on his cock. "She keeps going, licking your clit and your pussy, and you reward her by sliding two of your fingers into her pussy. It's sopping wet by now."

"Hm... and then I take them out for a moment and lick the taste of her sweet little pussy off them  before going back and rubbing her clit hard between my fingers."

"She does taste nice, doesn't she?" Jake said, recalling the times he had gone down on the girls. He breathed in deep, trying to savor the faint scent of excited girl that was now coming from Shayla.

"Mary can't really breathe properly with you sitting on her face, so every so often you have to lift yourself up for a second to let her take a deep breath. You can feel her breath on your pussy every time."

"Unh," Shayla grunted, leaning sideways against Jake, her shoulder warm against his. "She's sucking on my pussy now, and I lean forward to make her pay more attention to my button. I'm curling my fingers and trying to find her g-spot, and when I do, I can feel her squeak into my pussy." She paused for a moment, the only sound between them -- except for the drone of the classroom -- the irregular sounds of her breathing and of two hands working at their respective groins. "S-she does that, did you know? Squeak when you touch her g-spot?"

"I d-didn't," Jake grunted, finding it hard to keep talking as his breathing grew more labored. "I'll have to try it sometime." He concentrated on their mutual fantasy again. "Then finally, when she's dripping around your fingers, you bend the rest of the way down and suck her clit between your lips."

"Yesss... It makes her stop for a moment, her whole body trembling under me, and then she goes back to it, licking a sloppy path all over the outside of my pussy, from my clit to the bottom of my cunt." There was a moment of hesitant silence, broken only by Jake's quiet grunts and the sound of his hand slapping against his crotch with every stroke. His cock was throbbing right now. Then Shayla went on, quietly, "Once or twice, her little tongue even reaches my butthole, just barely."

Shayla shivered against him and her breathing hitched. Jake wasn't sure if she was cumming, but when she didn't continue, he spoke again.

"You like that, don't you? The feel of her tongue poking at your ass?" This was something he hadn't really thought about in relation to his friends. He'd seen it in porn, though, and now the image in his mind of Mary's pink tongue on the dark little star of Shayla's hole, between those magnificent ass cheeks, was vivid in his mind. "You let her know it, too, rubbing your fingers hard against the sensitive spots inside her and licking at her hard clit faster and faster."

"Y-yes," Shayla said, her arm moving fast enough that she was vibrating in her seat. Jake was entranced by the blissful expression on her face, eyes closed, and but the movements of her generous breasts with their dark nipples. "I cant my hips to give her better access, and she moves her tongue enthusiastically licking all over my ass, covering it in spit and making me shiver every time she passes over my hole."

"You can tell she's into it by the way her pussy gets wetter and wetter, and you can feel her tremble under you when she has a little orgasm."

"Yes!" Shayla said, desperately, the words speeding up as if she was in a hurry to get them out between her panting breaths, "It doesn't stop her, t-though, and finally she stabs her stiff tongue right against my hole, trying to make it open up."

Jake was having trouble concentrating on continuing to talk. He was jerking his cock hard, now his hand hitting the table with a thump occasionally as he desperately tried to get himself off.

"I-it takes a few tries," he stammered, "Your butt won't let her in at first, but when she keeps licking it with her hot, wet tongue, it eventually relaxes a little-"

"- and I can feel her lick at the edges of my hole lightly. It almost tickles, but it also feels sooo good!"

"You lose control of your legs and you collapse on top of her, smothering her with your ass, but she doesn't care and just keeps going at that little butthole of yours, working away with her tongue."

"Yes, and finally I- Ungh!" Shayla's voice trailed off into a grunt as she went rigid beside Jake, her head turning toward him and pressing hard against his shoulder.

Jake could feel his own orgasm approach as well and tried to keep the fantasy going.

"You finally cum from her hot tongue in your ass, and while you're c-cumming-" He swallowed hard and took an unsteady breath as a shiver went through his body. He was right on the edge now. Shayla's orgasm had passed, and she was draped against his side. "While y-you're cumming, she keeps going, eating your ass and c-covering it in her spit. S-she-"

He couldn't continue to talk coherently, his hand working feverishly under the table as he tried for that last bit of pleasure. He could see them in his mind, Mary's face buried between the perfect dark globes of Shayla's ass, and he could imagine the wet sound as Mary licked and sucked at her friend's dark back hole.

Then, just as he was about to reach his climax, Shayla shifted position next to him. He caught a glimpse of her wide brown eyes looking into his and then a slim hand, under the table, ran along his working arm, hesitantly moving down it until she reached his hand and, before he realized what was happening, slim, slick fingers touched the head of his cock. He stumbled in his jerking for a moment, but Shayla encircled his throbbing head with her fingers and rubbed her palm along the sensitive, slick skin.

It was too much. He grunted as he felt his cock jerk in his hand when his balls tightened, and he came. The first spurt hit Shayla's hand, making her pull back in surprise. The other jets of cum blasted from his upward-pointing cock to splatter against the underside of the desk. he could feel droplets fall down and hit his legs as he tried to hold on to the mental image he and Shayla had built, pumping his cock lightly and trying to keep his orgasm going as long as he could.

When it subsided, he let out the last of his breath in a whoosh, and was surprised when Shayla's hesitant hand returned to his softening cock, lightly encircling the sensitized head and making it twitch. He turned his head to look her in the eyes, and she must have seen the question in his.

"I wanted to know what it feels like," she explained, and then pulled a face as she took her hand away with a last squeeze that made him shiver and held it in front of her face. "Now I'm all sticky."

Jake pulled her into a sideways hug with a chuckle at her expression of distaste. "Yes, that happens. Not that I haven't gotten sticky from you girls before, but I have to admit it's different with guys."

Shayla groped in her bag with her free hand and took out a paper towel.

"I noticed, and now I won't need to do it again." She giggled as she wiped her hand. "I don't understand how Mary can like this. You.. dick itself wasn't bad, softer than I expected and even a little fun how it moved, but it's still not my thing."

Jake leaned his head against hers. "Doesn't have to be."

They sat together for a bit, allowing the sounds of the classroom to wash over them while they basked in each other's presence, their bodies warm against each other. Eventually though, the heat -- still uncomfortable even with the repaired AC -- and the various drying fluids began to make their position uncomfortable, and they reluctantly parted.

As Jake dug in his own bag for some paper towels and wondered whether they would be enough, a thought struck him.

"You've got a really dirty mind, you know that?" he teased.

Shayla laughed and hit him in the shoulder. "It's your fault," she giggled. "You encouraged me. Usually my fantasies are much more vanilla. This... I'm feeling a little guilty thinking about my friend like that."

Jake gave up on cleaning himself with the towel. All the cum was too dry already. He would have to shower.

"Thinking doesn't hurt anyone," he said, getting to his feet. "And I don't think Mary would mind, anyway." He grinned. "You should ask her. She might be into that kind of thing, you never know."

***

A little while later, they walked slowly across the field to the gyms. The teacher had, of course, let them go without fuss, and Jake knew that he would have to watch out not to start taking this freedom for granted. There were after all classes that he did need to pay attention to, even in these last days of school.

But now, with the sun warming their skin, was not the time Jake wanted to think about that.

They passed by a class of students running laps around the field and reached the entrance to the gym. Shayla tried to lead him along with her to the girls' showers, but Jake stopped her.

"The period is nearly over, and then the girls out there are going to shower as well. They wouldn't care that I was in there, of course, but it would feel skeevy to me," he explained.

"Oh, right!" Shayla squeezed his hand once and then let go. "See you when you're done, then."

***

When Jake left the gym, freshly showered, he leaned against the wall in the shadow of the doorway to wait for Shayla. It seemed to him that he was finally relaxed for the first time since they had become aware of Tom watching them. Now her felt a glimmer of optimism that it might turn out alright after all.

And then Angela walked past and waved at him without any concern about his nakedness, and he realized that there was still a situation that he had to find a way to handle.
