Merri Thanksgiving

Sex Story Reading Time: 55 mins

Erotic story preface:

This story takes place in 1997, a year after Merri took me to bed in The Nurse and The Nanny. I suggest reading that story first in order to give this one much needed context.

Dedicated to the real life Merri: your patience all those years ago developed my love of all things erotic and kinky, and your friendship now is a constant source of joy. Thank you.

Like the other story involving my friend Merri this one is about sexual emotion as much as actual sex, so be patient.

It’s a flashback story, that takes place in 1997. Writing it that way was important to me because there are several elements to this story that are based on actual events in my life.

As with most things that I write this story takes place in a happy alternate reality where people don’t worry about std’s or the need for birth control.

Featuring:

Merri: A thirty year old nurse who hired me as a nanny fourteen months before this story started.

Sabrina: a fictionalized version of myself at age twenty-one. By this time, I was still an awkward dork, but my relationship with Merri had gone a long way towards bringing me out of my shell. She convinced me that my sexual desires were normal and that my sexual needs were nothing to be ashamed of.

IsabellaEmily

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I’m Sabrina. Let me tell you another piece of my story.

It was November of 1997 and I was in my second year of community college. I was a few months past my twenty-first birthday, and still pretty shy and awkward around crowds, but that had changed a lot over the preceding year.

I’d been working for Merri since the start of the last school year, starting as an after-school babysitter, and quickly taking on some cooking and cleaning duties for the busy single mom and her kids.

Before too many weeks of employment were over Merri took over the rec room on the bottom floor of their split-level house as her own bedroom, complete with walk in shower and hot tub, and unofficially promoted me to ‘nanny’.

Along with the new title came her old master bedroom upstairs. This gave me my own bathroom and closet space, so I could stay over whenever I needed to.

Since she worked second shift, we found it was easier for me to stay over most nights, and my parents approved since the job afforded me plenty of time to study.

My relationship with Merri was comfortable, and I’d come to regard her as a sort of big sister. She shared tips about makeup and hair with me, and we’d often stay up late together talking about boys and dating and movies.

Before long I grew comfortable enough to ask her some dating advice, and that added a dimension to our relationship that quickly came to include talking about sex as well.

Since my only experience up to that point had been masturbation I had a lot of questions, and Merri was very intuitive about some of my worries and worked to reassure me that my fantasies and interest in kink were perfectly healthy and normal.

One night in early December a blizzard came through town, shutting down all the schools and cancelling almost everyone’s plans. Her ex-husband was a teacher, so the kids got an unexpected long weekend with him, and Merri was sent home from work early.

With just the two of us alone in the house we sat up late talking, and the conversation became very sexual and flirtatious, and she tenderly took me into her bed, and guided me through receiving and giving my first sexual pleasure with a partner.

That evening obviously changed things between us, but not in any awkward or frustrating ways. We didn’t start sharing a bed, or being necessarily romantic with each other, or even try to define what had changed.

Instead, we simply added something new to our already existing relationship, and that was an element of sexual exploration. She was happy to teach me things about my own body, and about how to arouse hers.

I was still primarily attracted to guys. All my romantic fantasies involved guys, and whenever I experienced a crush or attraction to someone it was almost always a male. But Merri had helped me confront the reality that sexually, I was equally drawn to both genders.

I discovered that her arousal could add to my own, and that my arousal would increase hers. Together we shared hours of orgasmic exploration and pleasure.

She worked second shift, and I’d often fall asleep on the couch waiting for her. When she got home, she’d wake me up and lead me into her bedroom, where we’d take turns exploring each other’s bodies and sharing orgasms.

Usually, I’d retreat to my own bed afterwards, partly for appearances sake, and partly because both of us wanted to be careful not to over complicate our friendship and sexual relationship with any ‘living together’ baggage.

Most mornings I’d get up and get the kids off to school, letting her sleep in. Once they were gone, if I didn’t have to head out to class, I’d crawl back into bed with her and snuggle until she got up at noon.

Sometimes the snuggling led to one of us becoming aroused, and those midmorning lovemaking sessions proved to be my favorite. They were unhurried, exploratory, comfortable, and each of us felt free to do what we wanted.

Sometimes we would masturbate side by side. Sometimes one of us would masturbate while the other watched. Sometimes I’d finger myself to orgasm while she gently held me. Sometimes we’d finger each other or be excessively oral.

I learned to ask for what I wanted or what my body needed, and she was patient with me, sometimes making love to me softly and slowly, and other times aggressively rough as she used my body for her own pleasure.

When the kids were with their father for the weekend we’d sleep in the same bed after having sex, or in the living room in front of the fireplace, or in my bed upstairs. Basically, we’d cuddle together and fall asleep wherever we happened to be when we were done pleasuring each other.

Over that long winter she taught me how to increase and prolong the need to orgasm, until the need to tip over the edge into pulsing abandon became deliciously unbearable.

I was more than happy to learn from her, and perversely enthusiastic about trying out all the different ways I’d been imagining sharing pleasure.

Thanks to Merri I was now able to admit to myself that being drawn to women wasn’t something to be ashamed of or something I had to ignore. While I still craved sex with a male, I now embraced that being attracted to other women was a part of my life.

As much as I’d been enjoying my time with Merri, I was ready to take another step.

I’d found myself fantasizing about being fucked by a real cock.

Physically I was no longer a virgin.

I’d remedied that a while ago during a long masturbation with a round bright pink plastic hairbrush. It wasn’t very big, but over the course of many months I got used to the sexual satisfaction of having something push into my wet pussy.

As for being penetrated by a sexual partner Merri had taken me past that point with a vibrator one Saturday morning in January when we’d been alone for the weekend.

It was something we’d planned for and talked about, and the night before she’d let me use my fingers and tongue to cause her several orgasmic surges of pleasure.

After she’d had her third orgasm, she’d pushed me back onto the mattress and climbed on top of me and proceeded to spend nearly two hours on foreplay.

She’d kissed, touched, rubbed, licked, caressed, and tickled every inch of my body until I was shaking and begging for an orgasm.

She’d then taken me into the shower and scrubbed me from head to toe, and then we soaked in her hot tub.

My body was in a state of arousal I’d never experienced before and soaking in the dark room with scented candles flickering was equal parts relaxing and exhilarating, with her fingers and toes randomly brushing against my skin and causing my body to needfully respond.

After the soak we crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep with our nude bodies pressed against each other. I spent the night having a series of sexual dreams, and several times I woke up with my pussy wet and throbbing with her hand gently cupping me in her sleep.

In the morning she woke me up by kissing and licking my breasts, and my body responded by picking up right where it had been the night before.

She’d crawled up next to me and wrapped one arm around me, gently holding and kissing me while her other hand guided a vibrator along my inner thighs and against my wet lips.

After what seemed like hours of kissing and teasing, she’d pushed the vibrator against my opening and worked it up inside me.

I’d expected a bit of pain, but instead I felt a sharp stinging sensation that was almost pleasurable, and then it was quickly replaced by a feeling of being erotically stretched and probed by the stiff toy.

Just as I’d gotten used to the feel of it inside me she turned it on and pressed her lips to mine, and I felt a delicious buzzing deep inside my cunt as the toy massaged my most sensitive parts from the inside.

I whimpered and grabbed at her body with my hands, sucking on her tongue and feeling my hips begin to grind against the mattress out of my control.

My whimpers were replaced by moans as my pleasure grew and grew around that buzzing toy. When the sensations became too much, I closed my eyes as tight as I could and clenched my entire body, quivering with tension until it gave way to a pulsing explosion.

I howled and howled as those quick and steady vibrations teased my cunt through orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, pleasure welling up within me and bursting so many times I lost count.

Eventually the pleasure turned into a peaceful feeling, and I fell back asleep, with the now quiet vibrator still inside me and her fingers gently tracing a pattern on my inner thigh.

When I woke up, she was staring at me, looking deeply into my eyes.

“Wow.” I whispered.

“You’re not a virgin anymore.” She said quietly.

“I think that went away way back the first time you made me cum.” I answered softly.

“I think you’re right.” She said. “But now it’s official. Your beautiful and delicious cunt has been fucked.”

She leaned in and kissed me, and before the day was over both of us were fucked by buzzing vibrators as we held each other and shared several orgasms and whispered endearments.

The vibrators were only things we used when we had the house to ourselves, and that added a special element of pleasure to them.

We still shared orgasms together almost nightly, and the talks we shared together late at night continued to be both erotic and lustful.

But I had yet to experience a real cock and found myself thinking about that more and more as the year wore on. By the time fall was ready to give way to winter again I found myself more and more preoccupied with the thought of a real cock penetrating me.

Finally, the Friday before Thanksgiving, with the kids with their grandparents for the weekend, Merri and I were up late cuddled together on the couch, holding hands, and watching an old slasher movie with the volume low.

Our conversation was veering back and forth from the movie to sex.

“What does it feel like?” I asked her quietly as our eyes were glued to the television.

“Being stabbed with a pitchfork?” she asked. “I imagine that it probably hurts like a bitch.”

“Not that.” I giggled. “A real cock. How different does it feel from the vibrator?”

“A lot better than the pitchfork that’s for sure. Just ask Titsy Blondegirl laying on the barn floor there.” She gestured towards the television with a handful of popcorn. “She’s had both in the past four minutes.”

“Based on her screams though she enjoyed the pitchfork more.” I offered, stuffing popcorn in my mouth.

“That’s a fair point.” Merri agreed. “But she looks like she’s tried out lots of cock in her young life. That’s the only pitchforking she’s ever going to get.”

We giggled together, watching yet another cheerleader wander into the creepy barn to look for her horny friends.

“But a cock feels a lot different.” She said. “A lot.”

“Better?” I asked. “Or just different?”

“It’s better because it’s attached to a real person, and if you make them hard then you know you’re making them feel good. It’s sort of like proof that you’re doing it right.” She said.

“I didn’t think of that.” I said. “But I never have to get the vibrator in the mood. It’s ready whenever I am.”

“It’s not hard to turn a man on.” She giggled. “But it is fun to feel his cock react to the things you can do to it.”

“So it’s better?” I asked. “You know, while it’s inside?”

“I don’t know that thinking in terms of one being better than the other is the right way to consider it.” She said. “They’re both different, and the differences can make each one really great.”

“A real cock can’t vibrate.” I agreed. “But doesn’t it feel sexier?”

“It’s hotter.” She said. “A stiff cock is really warm to touch, and that heat feels so good against your lips and clit.”

I didn’t say anything, but my eyes were glued to Merri, the movie forgotten, as I felt my belly tighten.

“But vibrating isn’t the only perk of a vibrator,” she continued, “the vibe will never do anything you don’t want it to do. It won’t cum and get soft before you’re done, it won’t pull out and try to stick itself into your ass or mouth.”

“Mine’s been in my mouth.” I giggled. “And so has yours.”

“True,” she conceded, “but never at the expense of my orgasm. Guys sometimes pick the worst moment to make that switch.”

“What about when they, you know, cum?” I asked. “What does that feel like?”

“That’s absolutely heavenly.” She said. “Another thing that no toy can compete with, is feeling a cock throb inside your hole as it pumps a bunch of slippery cum up into you.”

“Wow.” I whispered. “I want to feel that.”

“Which part?” she whispered.

“All of it.” I said. “I love everything we do together Merri. I never imagined orgasms could feel the way they do when you and I are together. But I really do want to try a cock.”

“Well the holidays are coming up.” She said with a wink. “Unless you have your eye on a specific guy maybe I can arrange something.”

“Really?” I asked. “Are you serious?”

“Of course.” She said. “What sort of sex mentor would I be if I didn’t help you find some a real live erection to play with?”

I giggled and blushed at the same time, aware that my panties were positively drenched with my lust.

“As long as you’re really ready.” She said. “Take a few days and think about it. It will always be there if you wait. But once you cross that line, you can’t go back.”

I nodded and put my head on her shoulder, knowing that her words made sense, but wishing there was a man here right now to push his cock into me.

We sat silently for a few more minutes, staring at the movie in the dark room, enjoying being close to each other. She shifted a bit on the couch and pulled me against her so that I was leaning my back against her.

Under the blanket her arm wrapped around me, and I felt her fingers pulling at my shirt until I felt her fingertips against my bare belly.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, savoring the skin-on-skin contact.

She traced her fingers down to my belly button, tickling me there for just a moment before moving down even further. She worked her fingers into my jeans, and I felt my panties stretch as she pushed her fingers past the elastic waistband.

I felt her fingers against my pubic hair and then she found my clit.

“Oh fuck yes.” I whispered, shifting my hips as I felt her finger against the stiff evidence of my arousal.

“You’re fucking soaked.” She whispered, her mouth against my ear. “Do you want to finish the movie and cum later, or cum now?”

“I want to cum Merri.” I panted. “Please? Now?”

She put a finger on each side of my clit and started a rhythmic up and down motion, using my own arousal as lubricant as my stiff clit responded to her fingers.

I grabbed her arm and squeezed, biting her shoulder as I felt an orgasm approach.

I looked towards the stairs before remembering that we were alone. She clicked the tv off and the room plunged into darkness.

“Don’t hold back. I want you to cum just like this.” She said, her tongue flicking against my ear. “Just let it happen whenever it happens.”

I groaned as she kissed my earlobe again. Her fingers began to strum me faster, and I felt her other hand slide inside my shirt and push my bra up so she could feel my breast.

She started to roll my nipple between her fingers, and she pinched my clit and started to rub it even faster.

“I’m close.” I whispered, clutching her arm.

“Just let it happen Sabrina.” She softly with her mouth on my ear. “Cum for me.”

I felt myself fall over the edge, and my orgasm surged through me. I dug my nails into her arm and humped against her hand as I opened my mouth wide and screamed, trembling with pleasure and need.

She pulled me around and kissed me, gently and passionately.

She picked the popcorn bowl up from the floor and put it on the coffee table, and then stood up and reached for my hand.

In the dark room she pulled me to my feet, and I felt her pull me along towards her bedroom.

Once inside her room she pushed me against the doorframe and kissed me, her wet mouth taking my tongue as I pushed it against her own.

She pulled my shirt up over my head, and I helped her take it off. I unsnapped my jeans and pushed them over my hips and stepped out of them as she unhooked my bra and dropped it to the floor.

Her clothes joined mine on the floor, and she took my hand and led me to the bed. She guided me onto my hands and knees, and I felt her hot breath against the back of my thigh.

She didn’t hesitate, pushing her mouth against my leg and licking her way up my bottom, her wet tongue flicking along my skin and causing me to moan in anticipation.

I felt her hands on my hips, and she pulled me towards her as I felt her lips against my anus. I moaned again as she licked me there, her tongue exposing exactly how sensitive that most untouched part of me was.

I clutched the blanket in my fists, with need as her hands grasped my ass and pulled, exposing my entire back crack to her.

I felt her fingers against my dripping pussy, and her tongue stabbed into my ass as her fingers strummed over my clit.

“Oh god Merri! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna!” I grunted.

Her fingers moved faster against my throbbing clit, and I felt a spasm of pure pleasure tear through me, sharp and intense.

Merri pushed me flat on the bed and rolled me over, her fingers pushing into my wet hole as her mouth moved against my clit, sucking it hard as I felt another orgasm begin to well up inside of me.

“I’m gonna go again!” I whispered, pinching my nipple.

She bit my clitoris gently between her teeth and my hips began to roll up and down, pushing my slippery cunt against her face.

“It’s gonna…” I whispered, feeling suspended between the inevitability of the orgasm and its first hot spasm.

Her finger flexed against my g-spot and my body exploded, pleasure flooding my senses as I arched and moaned beneath her on the bed.

With my clit still throbbing she crawled up my body, and knelt astride my head, pushing her slippery cunt lips against my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pushed my tongue into her slit, loving the taste of her aroused nectar.

“Hard.” She grunted. “Suck my clit hard baby.”

I found her clit with my mouth, and sucked, feeling her start to grind herself against my mouth, working slowly to keep her sensitive button in constant contact with my mouth.

She reached over my head and grabbed the headboard, using the increased leverage to push against my mouth harder.

“Close!” she moaned, her waterbed bouncing us both gently in time with her thrusts.

I moaned against her, flicking my tongue against her clit, and probing against her anus with my fingertips.

“Sabrina! Now! Now! Fucknow!” she yelled.

Her hips moved faster and faster, and I felt her body shake as she started to cum. I sucked and pulled at her clit with my lips and tongue, tasting a new flood of her slippery juice drip against my chin.

I reached up and pinched one of her nipples, and she started to cum again.

“Uhhgg! Fuck!” she grunted, bouncing and moaning as more pleasure pushed through her.

She collapsed onto the bed, and I rolled over to hold her, kissing her forehead as she gasped for breath.

“Oh fuck that was good.” She whispered.

“For me too.” I said. “I really needed that tonight. Thank you.”

She squeezed my hand, and I held her a while longer, feeling her body relax as she drifted off towards sleep.

“I’m going upstairs.” I whispered. “I’ll say goodbye in the morning before I leave for class my final.”

“Tomorrow’s Saturday.” She murmured.

“I have an early exam.” I said. “If I do well I’m done with the class.”

“Kiss me.” She whispered.

I pushed my mouth to hers and we kissed, slowly and tenderly, before I got out of her bed and pulled my pants and shirt back on. Carrying my socks, panties, and bra I quietly left her room, and returned to my own upstairs.

I got into a sports bra and pair of shorts, brushed my teeth, set my alarm clock for the morning, and pulled my vibrator out of the bottom of my closet.

It might be too loud to play with while Merri tried to sleep in the room right beneath mine, but that didn’t mean that it couldn’t still be useful.

I crawled between my sheets and pulled my shorts down to my ankles and freed one of my legs from them. I felt my pussy and realized it was even wetter than I thought it would be.

I pushed the plastic cock against my opening, and it slid in, and I closed my eyes with the sensation of fullness it caused.

I pushed the toy in as far as it would go, and held it there with one hand, while I started rubbing my clitoris with the other.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on how my hole felt being penetrated by something stiff.

I pretended someone was fucking me, pushed all the way in and holding still in order to prolong his own pleasure, as Merri pushed her head between our bodies to lick my clit.

I felt my hole clench around the toy, and I rubbed my clit faster, feeling my orgasmic need build and build.

“You’re both going to make me cum!” I whispered in the quiet room, picturing both of my fantasy partners smiling at the closeness of my pleasure.

And then my orgasm erupted, soft and slow within me, my cunt fluttering around the toy as my clit throbbed against my fingers.

It went on and on and on, until I was aware that I’d been still for quite a while, the toy on the bed against my thigh, my fingers still in my sticky opening.

I felt sleep pull me back into dreamland, and my last thoughts were of finding a real cock.

Merri had spoken like she could find someone who would be willing to fuck me. I didn’t want to beg her, but I hoped it would be soon.

So fucking soon……

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“What are you doing on Thanksgiving?” Merri asked me.

It was Monday afternoon, and the kids weren’t home from school yet. We were sitting at the kitchen table having coffee before she left for work.

“My grandmother is coming over in the morning and we’re going to eat at noon.” I told her. “After that my parents have invited me to go with them when they take her to see my uncle’s new house. Why? Do you need me that day?”

“No.” she said with a smile. “Not officially. The kids are going to their father’s house on Thursday morning, and they’ll be with him until Sunday.”

“Well I’m pretty much committed to lunch,” I said, “but I’ll take any excuse to get out of the long boring drive to see my uncle. Even if you don’t need me, I’m giving serious thought to telling them you might so I have a reason to stay home.”

“I think you should go ahead and enjoy the morning with family.” she said, “But if you don’t mind being available in the evening, I think I might have an evening lined up that will give you reason to be truly thankful.”

“Thankful in what way?” I asked with a grin.

“I don’t want to spoil it in case it doesn’t work out,” she said, “but I know it’s something you’ve been wanting. And I know for a fact that you’ll enjoy it.”

“Well if you’re sure it’s something I’m going to enjoy I think I can work it into my schedule.” I laughed. “Want me to come here?”

“Yes.” She said. “I’ll be here all day so come on down whenever you’re able.”

“Anything else I should know?” I asked.

“Nice try, but I’m not giving you any hints until Thanksgiving Day.” She said. “You’ll just have to wait.”

At that moment we heard the school bus out front, and she got up and put her coffee cup in the sink.

“Fine.” I said. “I’ll wait. Just not patiently.”

She laughed as I headed upstairs with my books.

My loins felt hot as I went up the short flight of steps. I was sure that Thanksgiving evening was somehow going to involve something sexual. But I didn’t want to get my hopes up.

Merri might be getting us a new sex toy to play with, or maybe she’d bought something sexy for one or both of us to wear. It could even be a porn movie for us to watch together.

Those were all things we’d done in the past, and they’d always led to amazing lovemaking between the two of us. And if it was any of those options, I knew that I’d enjoy the evening completely.

Nevertheless, I found myself hoping that it was what I’d been wanting most of all.

A man to fuck.

A man to suck.

A man whose cock I could kiss and taste and lick and hold and feel.

And a man whose warm cum I could feel as it pumped deep into my body.

I was lost in these daydreams when I heard Merri calling from downstairs that she was leaving for her hospital shift, so I wrenched myself back to reality and went downstairs to spend time with the kids.

I helped them get started on their homework and got dinner ready while I pushed a load of laundry through the washer and dryer.

After dinner we played video games until they went to bed, and I spent time putting the finishing touches on my paper that was due the next Monday.

I had no desire to leave any work for the weekend.

But it was hard to concentrate.

Every so often I’d realize that my panties were drenched at the prospect of finally getting to experience a hard cock.

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Thursday afternoon I waved goodbye to everyone as they headed out to my uncle’s. He lived about two hours south of us and had just bought a new house. They’d be gone until late tonight checking out the place and having dinner.

My mother was a bit disappointed when I told her Merri might need me to work, but my dad was quick to point out that as a perpetually broke college student I shouldn’t ever turn down a chance to earn some money.

When they were out of the driveway I ran up to my room and hastily put some clothes in a bag. I’d told them I’d probably be working late and staying at Merri’s house until tomorrow or even Saturday, so they wouldn’t expect me.

I called Merri and told her I was about to drive over.

“Great.” She said. “I’ll be watching for you. Pull into the garage and park next to me when you get here. I’ll put the door up when you turn into the driveway.”

I locked up my parents’ house, and headed her direction, parking in the garage as she’d requested.

She met me at the door to the laundry room.

“Happy Thanksgiving Merri!” I said cheerfully.

“Happy Thanksgiving to you too.” She said with a smile. “Come on in and have some coffee.”

I went in and set my bag near the foot of the stairs, and then joined her in the kitchen, where she handed me a mug and then poured it full of coffee.

I followed her down to the family room and we got comfortable on the couch.

“This is perfect.” I told her. “No matter what the rest of the day has in store a chance to sit for a few minutes with you is always welcome.”

“I feel the same way, Sabrina. You really have become like one of the family around here.” She said, taking a sip of coffee. “Not to mention how horny I get whenever we’re alone together.”

I laughed.

“Always glad to help out with anything you need.” I said.

“I think today might be my chance to help you.” She said with a twinkle in her eye. “That is if you’re interested.”

“I’m all ears.” I said. “But you might need to repeat parts of it after you tell me. Your bra is distracting me.”

She glanced down at her shirt front. She was wearing a bright pink t-shirt along with a pair of jeans. She very obviously wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples were slightly stiff, poking against the soft fabric of the shirt enticingly.

“As I’m sure you noticed, I’m not wearing a bra.” She grinned.

“I know!” I said. “And I didn’t even think to look until you said the word horny. Now it’s all I can think about.”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t notice.” She laughed. “You were eye fucking me before you got in from the garage.”

“It’s not my fault I find licking your inner thighs such a pleasant way to pass some time.” I said. “But tell me what you want to tell me, and I’ll do my best to concentrate.”

She leaned forward and pulled her shirt off. Her breasts were firm and much larger than mine, with large areolae and sensitive nipples. She laid her shirt next to her and sat back.

“As long as you’re staring you might as well see it all.” She giggled.

“Great,” I laughed, “now I’ll never be able to concentrate.”

“This might actually help you pay attention.” She said. “I want to talk about sex anyway.”

“Okay.” I said, suddenly focusing as much as I could with her sitting topless just across from me.

“I have a guy I want you to meet.” She said. “His name is Kenneth, and he’s a few years older than you are. He’s working on his Master’s degree.”

“Like a date?” I asked.

“Not exactly.” She said. “I think he’d be a great guy for you to go to bed with. You could finally get to play with a cock, and he’d let you try just about anything you wanted to.”

“Do you know him from the hospital?” I asked.

“No.” she said. “His family has been friends with my family as far back as I can remember. They live in Arizona and they’re all in town for the long weekend. His parents are staying with my folks at their house, but he’s checked into the Lakeview Hotel.”

“Does he know about me?” I asked. “Would he be interested?”

“I haven’t said anything to him about you.” She said. “Not yet anyway. But I promise you he will absolutely be interested in getting into your panties. And into what’s inside them.”

She drank the last of her coffee.

“I’ve known him for years, and he’s a great guy.” She said. “He’s good looking, nice, and he’s a little shy. He’s pretty focused on school and he’s not dating anyone.”

“Why do you think he’d be interested in fucking me?” I asked anxiously.

“When I first got divorced our parents tried setting us up on a date.” She told me. “It didn’t really work between us chemistry wise. We got along great, but we fit much better as friends than as a couple.”

She got up and headed to the kitchen with her empty coffee mug.

I picked up mine and followed her.

“He and his parents come to town for most holidays and every summer.” She continued. “His parents stay at my mom and dads house, but he usually gets a hotel room when he comes along so he has somewhere quiet to study.”

She poured each of us more coffee and we headed back down to the family room.

She was still topless. I’d learned soon after we started having sex that she was totally comfortable walking around in front of me in various stages of undress.

“However, he and I fuck almost every time he’s in town.” She said. “He’s great in bed, and we agree that we’re definitely compatible in that department.”

“So he’s not inexperienced then.” I said.

“He’s not exactly super experienced.” Merri said. “He was a virgin until a few years ago.”

“You?” I asked with a grin.

“Yep.” She smiled back at me. “We usually get together and go out to a movie or two when he’s in town. That’s what we did on our first date.”

I sipped more of my coffee and tried to ignore the growing heat in my panties.

“The second time he was in town,” she continued, “he called to see if I’d be interested in seeing another movie as friends. Afterwards we ended up in his hotel room and I let him fuck me for his first time.”

I smiled at the idea of her taking his virginity as she’d taken mine.

“And that’s been our routine when he’s here.” She said. “He and I watch a movie and then we end up in bed.”

“So won’t he be expecting to fuck you?” I asked.

“He doesn’t come to town with any expectations like that.” She said. “Like I said he’s a pretty nice guy. But he’s always willing to rise to the occasion if the occasion presents itself.”

“So, like when would this happen?” I asked. “I mean I think I’m definitely interested in at least meeting him.”

I was suddenly aware that my palms were sweating. As badly as my body wanted, and even needed, this to happen, I was also fairly introverted and shy.

“He’s expecting me to pick him up at his hotel in a while so we can go to a movie.” Merri said. “When I get there, I thought I’d tell him you were going to go with us, and that he and I could swing back by here to pick you up.”

“A surprise detour.” I said with a smile.

Merri nodded.

“I’ll bring him in, and we’ll all talk for a bit.” She said. “If you’re absolutely not interested in him, just give me the signal and the three of us can head out and hit a movie.”

I nodded. It seemed simple enough.

“But,” she continued, “if you think you’d like to do more than just a movie, we can all stay in and see where the evening takes us.”

“All of us?” I asked.

I’d definitely feel better if she was around.

“I won’t just awkwardly disappear.” She assured me. “But if you and he hit it off and you want to play with him, I can give you guys some privacy if that’s what you want.”

“How would you feel about me fucking him? Or even just playing with him?” I asked.

“Oh Sabrina I’d love for that to happen for you!” she said with a huge smile. “I think he’d be perfect for your first male experience, and I think you’d be an amazing partner for him. It makes me horny to think about the two of you together.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked with a grin. “How horny?”

“Let me put it this way.” She said. “If you and he are even a little comfortable with it, I definitely want to watch.”

“I think I’d like that.” I said. “If that’s something he’d be into.”

My belly clenched and I felt a wet spot spreading as I dripped arousal into my panties.

“Is he going to think it’s weird if you bring him here just so I can have sex with him?” I asked.

“I highly doubt that.” She said. “He and I are always pretty open with each other. Unless you decide you’re not ready for this after you meet him, I’ll probably be pretty open about my relationship with you and what we want tonight.”

“I’ll be really honest.” I said. “I’m getting nervous just thinking about it. But I really do want this to happen. And as nervous as I am I’m already soaked just thinking about the possibility. And I haven’t even seen him yet.”

“Just remember that you don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to.” She said softly. “Just ask me what time the movie starts, and we’ll do that instead.”

“I don’t think I’ll chicken out.” I said. “Not if you’re here with me.”

“You don’t have to go any further than you want to.” She said. “You can fuck, or just touch, or have him touch you, or just watch him fuck me. You’re in charge. And you can always stop something you’re not enjoying. Always.”

“So I guess I’ll just be here waiting when you guys get back.” I said. “Should I change into something a bit more social?”

I was wearing jeans and a hoodie, with a t-shirt, sports bra, and panties underneath.

None of it was particularly sexy.

I had several pairs of lacy underwear that I kept at Merri’s house, along with some nice bras. I didn’t keep anything sexy at home since my mom would have a million questions about why I had them.

The only time I ever wore anything sexy was with Merri, and I’d shown up tonight dressed pretty plain. But I’d half expected to end up in bed with her, and my clothes would have just been in a pile on her bedroom floor anyway.

“I think you’d look cute in those tight khakis you have.” She said. “And maybe a black sports bra under your pink blouse, to show off your chest.”

She’d taught me that with my tiny breasts wearing a darker bra under a lighter top highlights the existence of the breasts, without requiring that they actually be shown off.

“I can do that.” I said.

“Or….” She trailed off.

“Maybe when we get back if things go well we could all soak in the hot tub?” she suggested.

She thought about that for a few minutes, looking at the coffee table.

“That might really set a perfect mood.” She said. “Sexual, but with a hint of everyday ordinariness.”

“Unless he’s a breast man.” I joked. “If the lights are too dim in there, he might mistake me for a man.”

“Bullshit.” She said. “You’re a very stunning young woman. Any guy who have to be insane to see you naked and not want to fuck you.”

I blushed at the compliment, the heat coursing through my body and highlighting my arousal.

“So khakis and a blouse.” I said. “Everything I need is upstairs.”

She looked at her watch.

“He’s expecting me in a few minutes.” She said. “I’ll be gone about a half an hour. Just hang out, and if you change your mind just ask me about what time the movie starts.”

She got up and leaned over me, kissing me full on the lips for a passionate thirty seconds.

“But don’t change your mind until after we’ve all spent some time together. You don’t have to go through with this, but I’m sure you’ll love every bit of it.” She whispered. “I’ll be back soon.”

She picked up her t shirt and pulled it on, and I followed her up to the kitchen. While I was putting our mugs into the dishwasher, she pulled a coat on and opened the door to the garage.

“See you in a few.” She said with a wink.

“I can hardly wait.” I said, with a slight tremor in my voice.

When I’d stood up, I’d realized just exactly how wet my panties were, and my body was already on an erotic edge, as if I’d been engaging in foreplay.

She blew me a kiss and grinned, and then was out the door. I heard the garage door go up, and then her car start, and then she was gone.

I hurried up to my room and started to change.

My room was the older master bedroom of this split-level house, before Merri had remodeled and moved downstairs to a spacious room complete with hot tub, shower, walk in closet, and a giant waterbed.

But the room she’d given me had its own bathroom, along with a nice bed, dresser, and closet.

I stripped out of what I’d been wearing and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. While in there I dabbed perfume behind my ears and brushed my hair out.

I considered being daring and going without panties but decided that if I kept leaking arousal like I had been all afternoon I’d have a very visible wet spot if I didn’t wear some.

I pulled on a dark blue pair of lace panties, and then wriggled into my khakis. Merri had gotten me a nice black bra at the end of summer, and I pulled that on and then found my pink blouse to pull over it. I checked the mirror.

It was visible enough, without being too obvious.

I went back downstairs and sat in Merri’s living room which was on the same level as her garage and kitchen.

The bedrooms were up a half a flight of stairs, and the family room, and Merri’s bedroom were under them down a half a flight.

I sat in the quiet house and tried to slow my heartrate. I had no desire at all to back out of this opportunity, but I was more than a little nervous.

I wondered if he’d even be interested in me?

I was thin, and even though I had never been mistaken for anything other than a female, I wasn’t exactly a beauty queen. No one had ever called me ugly, but I’d never caught anyone staring at my body either.

If he was attracted to Merri, he might consider going to bed with me to be a step down. Where she has full breasts, I have small A cups. Where she has sexual experience and confidence, I’ve only ever had orgasms with her and by myself.

I’d gotten pretty good at arousing and pleasuring Merri’s body, but I’d had lots of practice at using my fingers to cause my own orgasms before that first night with her.

I’d read a lot about sex with men, but the closest I’d ever been to touching a real cock was my plastic vibrator.

Would he be comfortable going to bed with me the same night he met me? While Merri assured me that he’d been to bed with her a handful of times, it sounded like he’d known her for a long time first.

Whatever happened, at least Merri would be there with me. She’d keep it from being too awkward or uncomfortable I thought.

I had just started to second guess waiting in the living room when I saw the reflection of headlights sweep across the room as someone pulled into the driveway.

I heard the garage door go up, and as the car pulled in I walked down into the dark family room, figuring the less formal room with the big couch and tv would be more comfortable than the formal room with the rarely used furniture.

I sat on the edge of the couch and felt my palms get sweaty again.

And then the door to the laundry room opened.

“Might as well come in for a few minutes.” Merri was saying. “You’ll freeze if you wait in the garage.”

“No kidding.” Said a pleasant baritone voice. “I’m too used to Arizona to take much of this November weather you’ve got.”

“Sabrina!” called Merri. “I’m back!”

I took a deep breath and stood up.

“I’m down in the family room.” I called back. “How are the roads?”

I went back up the stairs and met Merri and our guest in the kitchen.

“The roads are okay for now. But it’s getting colder so they’ll be icy in a few hours.” She said. “Sabrina, this is Kenneth. Kenneth this is the newest member of our family.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” I said to him. “Adjusted to the weather yet?”

I’ve always been awkward at small talk, so I grabbed the topic I’d just overheard.

“Not even a little bit.” Kenneth said with a big grin. “And it’s nice to meet you too.”

He looked older than I had expected. A few inches taller than Merri and I, with dark brown hair and a medium build. He wore glasses, but what I noticed the most was his light jacket, much more suited for fall than the start of winter.

“You must be freezing in that jacket.” I said. “I was just thinking about making some hot chocolate. Anyone up for that?”

“That sounds really good.” He said. “It was plenty warm in the car but being outside like this is brutal. I definitely should have packed better.”

“I’d like some hot chocolate too.” Said Merri. “We might as well take our coats off and be comfortable for a few minutes.”

The two of them started taking their coats off, and I started some milk heating on the stove.

“How long are you in town for Kenneth?” I asked him.

“Just till the start of next week.” He said. “My folks always come to visit with Merri’s folks, and I usually tag along to see friends that I grew up with. But this time one of them has the flu and the others are all out of town.”

“That’s too bad.” I said. “A vacation without anyone to hang out with. Maybe Merri and I can keep you entertained, at least for tonight.”

Kenneth was looking at me and Merri was behind him. I saw her wink at me over his shoulder.

“Merri is usually kind enough to see a movie with me when I’m in town.” He said. “But we didn’t see anything listed that really appealed to us. Is there anything you’d like to see? Merri said you might join us.”

“I haven’t checked,” I said, “but we could stay in and watch something on tape. Merri has a bunch of horror movies that I’ve never seen. I’m working through her collection, but I haven’t made much of a dent yet.”

“Snuggled up inside with my feet up and some hot chocolate?” Merri asked. “No one would have to twist my arm.”

“I wouldn’t mind that either to be honest.” Kenneth said. “But I don’t want you ladies to feel like I’m intruding.”

“Nonsense.” I said, mixing chocolate and sugar into the milk. “You were planning on a movie night, and we can deliver that. If murder, mayhem, and big boobed blonde slasher victims don’t bother you.”

“I can handle all of that.” He said with a grin.

“And if he has to,” Merri chimed in, “he can skip the murder and mayhem and focus on the boobs. Although I don’t think he’s picky about hair color. Or size if memory serves. Right Kenneth?”

“You’ve got me there.” Kenneth said with a laugh, as he blushed slightly.

“Good.” Merri said. “Sabrina and I would hate to be left out.”

I noticed Kenneth making an effort not to look at Merri’s stiff nipples poking through her shirt.

“I’m glad to hear it.” I said. “I’d hate to huddle in the dark with a man who didn’t have his priorities in order.”

“When it comes to boobs Kenneth definitely knows what his priorities should be.” Merri said.

Kenneth gave her a look, and she stepped close to him and put an arm around him.

“Don’t worry Ken.” She said. “Sabrina knows that you and I fuck when you’re in town. There aren’t any secrets between her and I.”

“Oh okay.” He said with an awkward smile.

“Don’t worry.” I teased him. “I won’t be judgmental. Unless we sit in the dark watching a movie and you feel her up but ignore me.”

I poured the hot chocolate into three mugs and added a shake of nutmeg. Merri opened a cabinet over the fridge and stood on her tiptoes to reach a bottle of cognac.

She opened it and added a jolt to each of the mugs, and then put the bottle back before picking up one of the mugs and heading for the living room.

I picked up the remaining mugs and handed one to Kenneth.

We followed Merri downstairs, where she was lighting a candle on top of the television cabinet.

“I picked a movie.” She told us, grabbing the remote and pushing a tape into her VCR.

She’d already put her hot chocolate down on the coffee table in front of the reclining chair, leaving Kenneth and I to sit on the couch.

“Something good?” asked Kenneth, as he sat down next to me.

“Depends on your definition of good.” Merri said. “But it’s suitable for a dark and cozy evening.”

We settled in and watched for a while. The plot was typical of most slasher movies, and the movie unfolded just about the way I expected it to.

While the second horny co-ed was getting killed on screen, Merri turned the volume on the tv almost completely down.

“Now we can talk without shouting at each other.” She explained as she turned the closed captions on. “Besides I don’t think we’ll be missing much if we talk during this one.”

And it looked like she was right.

Horny co-eds and their horny boyfriends were camping in the woods. They paired off to skinny dip, hike, drink, fuck, or wander around like imbeciles while a ski-masked guy picked them off one at a time.

We sipped our hot chocolate and watched in silence for a few more minutes, while I desperately tried to think of a way to start up some conversation.

“So what should we talk about?” I asked lamely.

“Anything you want.” Said Merri, with one eye on the tv and the other on me.

“I agree Sabrina.” Said Kenneth. “You get us started. Anything is bound to be more interesting than this movie. I mean, does every female character in this movie take their top off?” he asked.

The second co-ed in ten minutes had just pulled her shirt off to reveal her large and perfect tits to her horny and soon to be dead boyfriend.

“Fuck, I hope so.” Said Merri. “I don’t know about the two of you, but I was hoping for some nudity tonight.”

“Nudity on screen or in real life?” I asked, hoping that I sounded more clever than stupid.

“That’s a good topic for conversation.” Said Merri. “Which makes you hornier? Someone nude on screen, or someone naked in real life who’s less attractive, but real? You two discuss among yourselves while I go get us some more to drink.”

She got up and went up towards the kitchen.

Kenneth looked over at me awkwardly.

“We can talk about something else if you’d rather.” He said with a grin.

“Trying to evade the hard questions, Kenneth?” I teased him.

“Not at all.” He laughed. “Please call me Ken. And for the record, I am almost always in favor of nudity of any kind.”

“But what’s more arousing?” I pressed him. “An attractive actress getting naked or a real-life girl who’s a bit average taking her clothes off?”

“Promise you won’t think that I’m a pervert?” he asked.

“Ken,” I whispered, “it’s okay with me if you’re a pervert. I think we all have some unusual tastes.”

I couldn’t believe I’d just said that.

Out loud.

To a guy.

That I’d just met.

“Then do you promise not to judge my perverted nature?” he asked.

“Absolutely!” I agreed. “As long as you don’t judge mine.”

“A real woman is always sexier than someone in a movie or magazine.” He said.

“Always?” I asked softly.

“Oh yes.” He said. “Someone you can actually talk to, or spend time with, or even touch, is always way more fun to see nude than someone in a movie.”

“What about porn?” I asked. “Where they’re not only nude, but actually having sex? Do you find that arousing?”

“Yeah, I do.” He said. “But not as much as I used to. I’d much prefer to sit here and talk to a naked girl about a horror movie, instead of watching porn.”

“I feel the same way.” I said. “In theory anyway.”

“What do you mean ‘in theory’?” he asked. “Are you saying that it depends upon who the guy is? Or on what kind of porn it is?”

“Oh not that.” I said. “It means that all the naked men I’ve seen up to this point have been in porno movies, except for walking in on a guy changing by accident once.”

“Oh.” He said. “That makes sense. Are you thinking that if you were with a real guy who was naked it might not turn you on?”

“I’m pretty sure it would.” I said softly. “It’s something I fantasize about all the time.”

“Any guy in particular?” he asked.

“Not really.” I replied. “It’s just something I really want.” I hesitated just a moment and then added in a rush, “It’s something I really need.”

“That’s where you come in.” Merri said quietly from the end of the couch.

Neither of us had noticed her come back. We both glanced at her and then we both took another look, longer this time.

She was wearing only her panties.

The flickering candle caused shadows to move all over the room, and in the dancing light her breasts looked amazing, and it was easy to see that her nipples were both stiff.

I took in a quick breath and felt my own body respond to the sudden extra charge of eroticism in the room.

“I brought you here tonight so you and Sabrina could meet each other.” She said to Kenneth. “Instead of a movie we were sort of wondering if you’d like to go to bed with her.”

“Bed?” said Kenneth stupidly.

His eyes had grown large, and he looked completely dazed.

I could hardly blame him.

Things had gone from flirtatious to sexual proposition pretty fucking rapidly.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I said. “It’s just that Merri told me about what the two of you do, and she knows that I….that I uh……that is….”

Merri came over and sat between the two of us, taking one of his hands and one of mine.

“Don’t get shy.” She said reassuringly. “You’re pretty, sexy, and I want to help this happen for you because I love you. Not because I don’t think you can manage it on your own.”

She turned to Kenneth.

“Sabrina has never been with a man.” She said. “She and I have spent a lot of time in bed together, and she’s like I am. Attracted to males and females. She’s just never had a chance to play with a cock before. At least not a real one.”

He looked over at me then, and I blushed furiously, hoping he couldn’t see the rush of red to my face as I sat there.

“If that’s what you want Sabrina,” he said, “I’d love to go to bed with you.”

I looked into his eyes and nodded.

“I really do.” I said softly. “I want to. I need to.”

Merri turned to me and leaned over, kissing me on the lips. I closed my eyes and felt her tongue push against my upper lip, and I sucked it in and reached out and palmed her breast.

“Holy fuck.” Ken whispered.

Merri pulled her head away from me and looked over at Ken.

“Let’s move to the bedroom.” She said.

She picked up the candle and led the way to her bedroom, stopping at the doorway to turn on what she always referred to as her ‘mood-lights’.

A wall light in each corner of the room came on, each one a soft wattage that kept the room from being too bright, but still enabled anyone in the room to see clearly.

She turned at the foot of the bed and pulled me close to her.

“Come here Kenneth.” She said. “Help her get undressed.”

She wrapped her arms around me from behind and kissed my neck.

Ken knelt in front of me and pulled my slippers off my feet one at a time. While he had each foot in his hands, he gently pulled the socks off and laid them aside, running his fingers along my heels and then the tops of my toes.

I realized that he hadn’t touched what were most likely to be the most ticklish part of each foot. He was either more experienced than Merri had let on, or he’d spent a lot of time thinking about this.

He straightened up and reached for the button on my pants, and I was suddenly aware of how wet my cunt had become.

His fingers undid the button, and then slowly pulled the zipper down.

I stifled a moan and forced myself to keep my eyes open as my knees weakened and I leaned back against Merri.

Her lips continued to softly nibble at my neck as she too watched Kenneth put his fingers into my belt loops and work my pants back and forth as he inched them down over my hips.

I rocked my hips back and forth to help him, and suddenly my pants were down on my thighs, and he leaned forward and gently kissed my belly button.

“Oh gawd.” I moaned at the feeling of his lips against my belly.

He pulled at my pants, and I lifted first one leg, and then the other as he pulled them off me. He stood and folded them and put them aside.

Merri pushed my head towards him, and I closed my eyes as our lips met, tasting his mouth as he tenderly kissed me. His lips were soft, but his skin had just the slightest hint of beard stubble, and it caused my heart to flutter.

Merri wrapped one arm around him and then I felt her hand tugging at my blouse and she pulled it up. He used his hand on the other side, and then I was standing there in just my bra and panties.

He kissed me again, and I felt Merri lick my earlobe as his hands went around my body to search for the clasp of my bra.

His lips stopped moving as he fumbled for a few seconds, finding the hooks with his fingers, but not quite able to get them undone.

I felt Merri reach around and help him, and then he was gently pulling my bra away from me.

He stepped back and looked at me, and I felt myself blush again, hoping my exposed breasts were arousing to him, and feeling a hot vulnerability as he stared.

Merri’s hands cupped my tiny breasts and my already stiff nipples responded to the erotic heat of her gentle touch.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” she whispered.

“Absolutely stunning.” Said Ken quietly, his voice gone hoarse. “She’s so pretty.”

Normally a compliment like that would embarrass me, but in that moment the lustful need inside my body expanded, like a fire doused with a bucketful of gasoline as I took in his words.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. My entire body was tingling, and I felt overheated and frenzied.

At that moment my shyness was gone, replaced by lust and a physical want that left me trembling. I felt like the most gorgeous woman on earth, dripping with arousal and pulsing with lust and trembling with physical need.

Ken stepped close, and our mouths found each other again while I grabbed his shirt and pulled it loose from his pants, running my hands over his stomach and moaning around his tongue as my fingers trailed through the hair on his abdomen.

I felt Merri’s tongue on my neck and her fingers rolled my nipples. I pushed my hips back against hers, grinding my ass against the silky front of her panties while her stiff nipples grazed across my back.

I wanted to move slow and savor this. But I couldn’t. I was consumed with getting what I had wanted for so long.

I pulled Ken’s shirt up, and he raised his arms to make it easier for me to pull it over his head.

I dropped it to the floor as I reached for his belt, grappling with the buckle in my haste, but then it was suddenly undone and I unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them down, pulling his underwear along with them.

He kept kissing me and helped me push his pants down, using his feet to pin them to the floor while stepping out of them one leg at a time.

Unable to wait I slid my hand down his stomach and my fingertips made contact with his cock.

I was surprised at how big and thick it felt, as my fingers closed around the hot skin and pulled.

He groaned and closed his eyes, and I looked down and felt a thrill as I saw his cock in my hand, stiff with arousal and flexing as I squeezed it.

Not waiting for Merri to offer any advice, I pulled Ken around until the back of his legs were against the edge of the bed, and I pushed him down.

He stared at me as he squirmed up onto the center of the bed, and I crawled up beside him, mesmerized by the hard cock swaying back and forth as he got settled.

I lay next to him on my side, and reached for his cock, taking it gently in my hand as if it might break.

I was amazed by the stiff and unyielding feel of it in my hand, as if he was so hard that the skin on his cock might split open, while at the same time feeling the skin slide up and down in the gentle grip of my fingers as I slowly began to stroke him.

I experimented with squeezing it hard, and then touching it lightly, moving my hand up and down slowly at first, and then more rapidly, watching his balls move as the speed of my stroking increased.

I felt a wet slickness on my index finger and realized his cock was leaking, and I stopped stroking and ran my finger around the head of his cock, working the silky fluid into his skin, only for his cock to leak more.

I had a sudden urge to taste it, so I brought my fingers to my lips and licked the clear liquid, my pussy clenching at the ever so slight tang of salty manliness.

I leaned forward and closed my eyes, pushing his cock up towards his belly button and pushing my nose towards his balls. I breathed in deeply, and with no frame of reference I still somehow knew that this was the smell of a man.

His balls smelled clean, faintly of soap, but also of a musky scent that could only be his skin and the heat of his arousal. It was a smell that inflamed my senses and made me aware of my thudding heart, and the sexually primal response my own cunt was having as I inhaled his manliness.

I darted my tongue out and tasted the skin of his balls, and he moaned and jumped as I pulled on his balls with my fingers, and then flicked my tongue back and forth over one of them.

I stiffened my tongue and licked along his balls, and then onto the base of his erection, feeling how the texture of his skin changed as my mouth moved to the engorged muscle-like texture of his aroused flesh.

I licked back and forth, delighting in the course pubic hair as it tickled the tip of my tongue and lips. I loved the taste of him, and his physical reaction to my oral exploration.

Of course he wasn’t the only one reacting in a physical way to what my mouth was doing. My panties were absolutely drenched, and both of my inner thighs were wet with my own arousal.

I pulled my head back and watched my fingers knead his balls. I was amazed at how firm they felt, and how smoothly my fingertips could glide over them as I gently tugged and pulled at his ball sack.

My fingers settled into a slow rhythm, and I giggled with joy watching his cock flex up and down as it throbbed with arousal just from having his balls fondled.

I was aware of Merri next to us on the bed. She was silent and still, watching everything I was doing.

I leaned forward and licked the underside of his cock again, feeling it throb against my tongue as I let a trail of slippery spit roll out of my mouth and coat his stiff meat.

“Oh Jesus that’s good.” He panted.

I grinned up at him, and then dipped my head down and took his cock into my mouth, sucking at the tip as hard as I could.

His hips bucked and I sucked harder, determined not to lose contact between my mouth and his dripping cockhole.

I clasped my fingers around him and tried to steady him.

“He’s pretty close to cumming.” Whispered Merri as she moved alongside me. “I don’t think he’ll be able to last much longer.”

“What should I do?” I asked her in a hushed voice, holding onto his cock in a vice-like grip.

“Let him cum.” She replied softly. “Half the fun of a quick ejaculation will be making him hard again.”

I looked at her and raised my eyebrows. I wanted to try everything, and at this particular moment I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do the most.

“How should I do it?” I whispered.

“You can suck him and let him cum in your mouth.” She said. “Or you could let him cum inside you. Or on you.”

I looked at his quivering dick, unable to decide which of those things I wanted more.

“It’s polite to ask your partner where they most want to cum,” Merri whispered, “so they can enjoy their orgasm as much as possible.”

“What’s your favorite way to cum Ken?” I asked him, holding his cock but not stroking it for fear that I’d cause him to lose control.

“I’ll enjoy it however you want it, Sabrina.” He said. “You choose.”

It was a kind answer, but it didn’t help me narrow it down.

“Do you want to see him cum?” Merri asked me.

“I do.” I said. “I want to see what it’s like.”

Merri moved up and kissed Ken on the lips.

“Do you want to cum all over my face and mouth?” she asked him. “Like you did in the hotel that time? Only this time Sabrina will be stroking you off instead of me.”

“Oh god yes!” he groaned, closing his eyes and grinding his hips against the waterbed.

“Sabrina, come jerk him off all over me.” She said. “That way we can both see him spurt.”

She kissed him softly, and I felt his cock twitch in my hand. She lay down beside him and put her head on his stomach. I moved over on the other side of him and started moving my fingers over his balls and cock.

“Hit my face with him.” She urged me.

I moved my hand to the base of his cock and swung it towards her face, tapping it against her mouth.

“Harder.” She said. “Slap me with his cock.”

I moved my hand back and forth, adding speed and momentum to his cock, letting it smack into her mouth and nose.

“Harder than that.” She begged. “Do it harder!”

She stuck her tongue out and licked him as his flesh bounced against her mouth.

I could hear a wet ‘pop’ sound as his cock-flesh smacked her face.

“Oh fuck.” He groaned.

His cock grew even harder in my hand, and as I pulled on his balls, I felt them tightening up.

My belly clenched in anticipation as I realized he was close to losing control.

“Does that feel good?” I asked him.

He nodded, and his hips began to thrust.

“Give me your hand.” Merri instructed.

I held my hand out and she spit in it.

“Jerk him!” she demanded. “Jerk his cock off and make it go!”

I started stroking my hand on his cock, moving it up and down his shaft and feeling how my own body responded to feeling his erection in my hand.

“All the way up and down.” Merri encouraged me.

I stroked my slippery fingers over his head and then all the way down to his base. My own cunt was responding to the feeling of his increasing arousal in my hand.

“I’m getting close.” He said.

His eyes were screwed shut and he looked like he was straining to lift something heavy.

“Go ahead.” I moaned. “Cum for me! All over her fucking face!”

“Grip him hard and jerk it as fast as you can without touching the tip!” Merri told me.

Her hand rested on his thigh, and I bent over and fluttered my tongue against his balls, and then quickly kissed his cockhead.

I wrapped my hand firmly around him and started pumping as fast as I could, keeping my eyes glued to the hole in the tip of his cock.

“I’m cumming!” he panted. “I’m cumming!”

The cockhole opened up and a glob of white cum appeared, and then a thick string of his wet cum thundered up into the air and landed on Merri’s nose and mouth.

“Fuck yes!” she groaned, her tongue pulling a string of his cum from her lips as another, and even thicker bolt landed on her cheek.

I pumped him as fast as I could, fascinated by the sight of his sperm jumping into the air and splattering all over Merri and myself as his cock throbbed in my hand.

“Oh god oh god oh god.” He groaned as his spurts diminished into dribbles, and the rapid pulsing in my hand slowed.

I slowed my stroking motion, but kept a firm grip and pumped up and down, savoring the slick feeling of his cock being coated with its own eruption.

I could smell his cum, musky and sharp, and I milked his cock with my hand and leaned over to lick at the bubble of cum that emerged from the tip.

The taste was both erotic and jaggedly acidic, and I felt my cunt clench and throb as my tongue licked at his sperm. I suddenly wanted more, and realized that I’d remember the manly taste for as long as I lived.

I licked his cock again, and then put it into my mouth and sucked.

“Oh shit!” he exclaimed at the sensation.

I swirled my tongue around the tip and then dipped my mouth down to his balls, sucking and licking and tasting his discharge there.

I felt a hand in my hair and I looked up and let Merri pull my mouth to hers, moaning in pleasure as she pushed a mouthful of his salty sperm against my tongue with her own.

We kissed, pushing his cum back and forth, mingling with our spit, feeling the volume of the kinky load grow and grow as we moaned and thrust our tongues back and forth.

Eventually his cock in my hand became less stiff as Merri and I continued to share and play with his cum. I continued to gently squeeze and tug at his shaft, just enjoying the erotic reality of holding a real cock in my hand.

Merri pushed all of our combined fluid into my mouth, and then put her mouth to my ear.

“Swallow some, and then give the rest to me.” She whispered.

I swirled it around my mouth, savoring the purely sexual flavor of his seed, and then allowed half of what I held in my mouth to slide down my throat.

I then rose up over Merri, and she opened her mouth while I drooled a long string of our saliva and Ken’s cum into her mouth.

She smiled and swallowed, and I leaned down and started licking all the stray spattered drops of his cum I could find from her chin, cheek, neck and forehead.

At last I had her as clean as I could get her, and she grabbed me and forcefully rolled me over.

“Ken,” she said softly, “I want you to just lie there and catch your breath, because this young lady isn’t done with you yet. But I know for a fact that she needs an orgasm, so while you wait your turn just watch while I help her have one.”

She slipped down between us and stopped to feather a gentle kiss onto each of my nipples.

I groaned, as much from that sweet pleasure as from the anticipation of her tongue.

And she was right. Not only did I need an orgasm as badly as I ever had, but I felt like I could go over the edge at any moment, even without a finger or tongue anywhere near my burning clit.

Fortunately, Merri wasn’t in the mood to make me wait long. She kissed a trail down my stomach, until her face was between my thighs. I shuddered as I felt her press her face against the fabric of my panties and her fingers tickled my thighs.

She pushed her fingers into my panties and pulled them, yanking them down over my thighs and violently tearing them away from my left leg.

Her mouth made contact with my pussy and her lips pressed against my wet opening as her tongue pushed itself into my center as I rolled my hips on the waterbed.

Her tongue was suddenly on my clitoris, and I involuntarily yelped and closed my eyes as my body twisted in pleasure.

I felt her push two fingers up inside of me as she began to scrub her tongue back and forth over my stiff clit, and I looked at Ken as I felt my orgasm begin to unwind deep within me.

I reached over and took his hand, and he slid over to me without letting go of my hand and began to lick my nipple.

“Oh hot fuck.” I grunted.

My eyes involuntarily closed, and I squeezed Ken’s hand while my other hand grabbed a fistful of Merri’s hair.

I felt Merri wrap her hands around my thighs and I rolled my hips against the bed, and realized I was making a steady moaning sound.

I forced my eyes opened and glanced down to try and get a look at Ken’s cock, but his head was in the way as his tongue swirled around my nipple.

I let go of his hand and reached towards him, my fingers finding his cock, not quite hard, but thicker than it had been a few moments ago, and still sticky from my spit and his cum.

I felt it twitch in my hand and I shuddered as I felt Merri’s tongue lap at my clitoris as Ken’s hot hands covered my tiny breasts.

If I died at that exact moment I would have died happier than I’d ever been.

“Judas fuck.” I moaned. “He’s getting hard again.”

Ken looked down at this cock and up at me and grinned.

“You’re making me hard again Sabrina.” He said softly, before pushing his mouth against mine.

We kissed hungrily, and I felt the vibration in my clit and Merri groaned against me, her own hungry mouth covering my hole. I felt her tongue probing all along my sensitive opening while she pressed her teeth against my clit.

“I’m close to cumming.” I whimpered, locking eyes with Ken.

“What can I do?” he asked.

His fingers were rolling my nipples as my body began to tighten.

“Bring your cock up here!” I begged. “I want to taste your cock while I cum!”

He slid up the bed, and I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to me, my mouth closing around his cock.

I sucked hard, pulling him as far into my mouth as I could and pressing my tongue against the underside of his shaft.

I felt his cock jump and thicken, and I groaned and closed my eyes in pure ecstasy as I felt my belly begin to quiver as my orgasmic pleasure reached the point where it couldn’t be stopped.

Feeling him stiffen in my mouth tripped something in my brain and I grabbed his balls hard with my hand and pushed my hips off of the waterbed in an attempt to get even closer to Merri’s hot mouth and tongue.

Ken put his hand against the back of my head and I felt his cock grow even thicker as it slid further into my mouth, and I sucked air in through my nose as my clitoris suddenly throbbed with a white hot pulse that was almost painful.

“HHHHHMMFFFFFFFHHMMFFFFFF!!” I grunted with my mouth full of cock, feeling Merri pull my hips up into the air as her mouth sucked my clit.

And then I was spinning, my entire body spasming and heaving as my orgasm slammed into me and everything dissolved into a blur of blinding pressure and pleasure.

It went on and on, the pressure in my cunt and belly almost unbearable as I felt everything come undone as I screamed in my throat and dug my fingernails into Ken’s thighs.

With a final burst of light I was suddenly gasping for air, aware that I was covered in sweat.

Ken’s hard cock was pressed against my belly as he cradled my head gently and kissed my forehead, as I took in lungful after lungful of air, aware that at some point in my orgasmic frenzy I’d gagged on his cock and started to choke.

Merri was on the other side of me, holding one of my hands and stroking my hair.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly.

I nodded my head, trying to find my voice.

“I’m so sorry.” Ken said, his words falling out in a rush. “I didn’t mean to gag you. I should have been more careful. I’m sorry Sabrina.”

“Don’t be.” I whispered, aware that there were tears running down my cheeks. “That was the best fucking orgasm of my life.”

Merri grinned and then leaned down to kiss my cheek.

“That’s my girl.” She whispered.

I wrapped an arm around her and held her close to me.

“Thank you, Merri.” I said. “I love this.”

“Are you up to proving it?” She asked in a whisper.

“What do you want me to do?” I replied, grinning at her.

“I want to see you get fucked Sabrina.” She said. “Are you ready for that?”

“Oh fuck yes!” I squealed. “I want to feel that so much.”

“Oh good.” She said with a wide smile. “That’s what I’ve been thinking about all week.”

I looked up at Ken and he smiled.

I felt his cock continuing to poke against my belly.

“Can you please fuck me Ken?” I asked him as sweetly as I could, doing my best to give him an innocent smile.

“I think I can manage that.” he said, moving his hips and sliding his cock against my belly.

Merri rolled away from us and got off the bed, going to her dresser and returning with her favorite toy, a magic wand that she plugged into the wall by the head of the bed.

She sat against the headboard and pushed the silent toy against her cunt and sighed. I saw her thumb move against the button, and a slow steady humming sound came from the toy as she moved the oversized head of it against her thigh.

“That’s nice.” She murmured, staring at the two of us. “One of you kiss me.”

Ken leaned over and kissed her, and while he did I took his cock in my hand and squeezed. It felt just like the vibrator that Merri had given me, except it was hot and throbbed in response to my touch.

“So hard.” I whispered, mostly to myself.

Ken slid down the bed and kissed me again, slow and tender and with great patience and passion. I put my arms around him and delighted in the heat of his body and the feeling of his arms holding me.

“How do you want this?” he asked me.

In answer I kissed him again, spreading my legs and pulling his body down to mine.

Sooner or later, I wanted to experience some of the different sexual positions I’d read about, and I wanted to try to orgasm and to make him orgasm in as many different ways as I could.

But right now, I just wanted to feel his body on top of mine with his cock inside me.

While we were kissing I slid my hands down his back and started to wrap my legs around him, but he pushed me back on the bed and grabbed my hips, pushing his face against my opening and licking at my wet cunt lips.

I started to grind against his face, loving the feel of his mouth on my responsive opening. He pushed a finger into me, and started to lap at my clit and I knew then that I could orgasm again already as I felt the tingling begin deep inside me.

But it didn’t happen.

At the exact moment that my pleasure would have begun to unwind towards orgasm, he was on top of me again and I felt his cockhead push against my inner thigh.

“Yes!” I hissed. “I want to feel you inside me. Fuck into me. Please!”

He put his weight on his arms and I felt his cock make contact with my wet opening, and with a sob of joy I reached down and took it in my hand, lining it up against me.

“Now.” I whispered.

He pushed forward, and suddenly, for the first time ever, I felt a real cock slide up into my needy cunt and I shivered with the delightful full feeling that only women understand.

He pushed himself into me, inch at a time, and I felt myself stretch to accommodate his stiff dick.

And then he was all the way in, his pubic hair pressed against me and my hole clenching and grabbing at him with pleasure as I moaned and flexed my thighs.

He pulled out of me slowly, and then pushed back in, and the feeling of intense pressure within me expanded with his motions. I wrapped my arms around him and looked up at Merri over his shoulder, unable to speak as he started to push himself in and out of my body in a soft rhythm.

“Fuck that feels good.” He grunted in my ear.

“For me too.” I tried to say, but it came out as another sob.

Merri had moved the toy against her clit, and she was staring at the two of us as her face contorted with the look of impending release.

“Judus fuck.” She moaned.

I felt my clit begin to throb, and suddenly an orgasm hit me, surprising me with its raging intensity and the way it seemed to numb me while at the same time causing the fierce explosions of sensation to tingle through all of my nerve endings.

I screamed and yelled, unintelligible sounds of pleasure and need, as I experienced my first orgasm while feeling a hard cock thrust in and out of my slippery gash.

The explosion went on and on, and I heard Merri screaming along with me and I tried to focus my eyes on her, but all I saw was her bent over as her own orgasm took over her body.

We screamed together, and then she was beside us on the bed, kissing my neck and gently holding one of my breasts as I felt my insides flutter at the hard cock that was still fucking in and out of me.

“Oh jesus Merri,” I panted, “it’s so goddamn good.”

Ken settled into a steady rhythm, fast enough to be intensely pleasurable, but slow enough so that I could feel each inch of his stiff cock sliding against every inflamed nerve ending from my opening to the very end of my cunt.

He bent down and kissed me again, and as our tongues snaked back and forth I felt Merri’s tongue join in, and the three of us tongue kissed each other as another wave of arousal rolled through me.

Merri inched further down the bed, and took one of my nipples into her mouth, and I held her head as she gently sucked at the tender flesh.

“Sabrina,” she panted, “this has me so horny.”

I pulled her mouth back up to mine and kissed her again, and then moved my mouth to her ear.

“Do you want him to fuck you?” I asked her. “Do you want to cum from his cock?”

“Oh yes! Fuck yes!” she said.

I pushed Ken away from me gently and pulled her on top of me.

“Fuck her while I hold her, Ken.” I moaned. “Give her your hard dick.”

I wrapped my arms around her, and she buried her face against my neck and shuddered as he pushed into her pussy from behind.

The waterbed started to slowly roll with the fuck motion of his cock pushing in and out of her, as she grabbed my body and groaned.

“He’s going to make me cum again honey.” She whispered. “His hard cock is gonna do it!”

“Cum for me sweet Merri!” I moaned, holding her as she tensed up at the onrushing pleasure. “I want it to happen!”

She bit her lip and whimpered, and I felt Ken increase his speed as he fucked my friend.

“So……..close………” she whispered, her face screwed up in a mask of pure anticipation.

I cupped her breast with one hand and stroked her back with the other, knowing that sometimes her orgasms got close and then frustratingly ebbed away if the speed or intensity of her stimulation changed.

“Sabrina.” She groaned. “It’s close but it’s not……it’s so close…..I’m just……it’s…….”

“Shhhhh.” I said, stroking her back softly and taking on the role of the more patient lover that she often held. “Roll over and relax a minute.”

I pushed her over onto the bed and motioned for Ken to get up beside us as I held her close and ran my fingers over her belly.

He got next to us and I cupped her breast and offered it to him, and taking my cue he gently placed his mouth on it and kissed her gorgeous areola, and then slowly drug his tongue around it in a circle.

“Fuck yes.” She said. “I love that.”

I moved my mouth to her other breast and did exactly what Ken was doing, watching out of the corner of my eye to match the speed and movement of his tongue.

I put my fingers just above her clitoris and started to move them in a soft circle, stimulating her without any direct touch.

She rolled her hips and moaned, and I felt her body tense with need.

I reached for Ken’s hand and brought it down to her wet hole, and I used my hand to guide his fingers to do what mine had been doing.

“Nice and slow.” I told him. “Just like this.”

I pushed my middle finger against her wet opening and swirled it around, and then pushed even further down as she spread her legs, anticipating what I was going to do.

I put my fingertip against her anus and softly pushed, not pushing inside but just letting my touch stimulate her.

I kept bathing her nipple with my tongue, and between Ken and I both of her nipples and her anus were being teased, and her clitoris was almost being touched, and she rolled her hips again and took a deep breath.

“I need to cum.” She whispered.

I looked at Ken and shook my head. We both stayed where we were and continued our soft touching.

A few more long minutes passed, and then she tensed again.

“I need to cum.” She whispered again. “Please.”

Hearing her beg gave me a thrill. Usually she was the one in control, and she loved to make me beg as my pleasure built and built.

We kept teasing her, grinning at each other and letting her body become more and more taut as her breathing became faster and faster.

“Oh fuck please.” She begged. “I just can’t……I can’t……fuck I need to…..make me cum……fuck cum……”

I sat up, intending to put my mouth on her clit, but I noticed that Ken’s cock was still rock hard and stretched tight with his own arousal.

“Fuck her.” I mouthed to him.

He scrambled between her legs, and I put my fingers on either side of her hole just as he pushed his cock all the way into her in one thrust.

“Fuck me!” she screamed, putting her hands on his shoulders.

I bit her nipple as hard as I dared and flicked my tongue against it, feeling Ken’s cock begin to rocket in and out of her as she fucked back up against him.

“Oh god fuck yes!” she screamed.

I moved back so I could watch them both, fascinated to see someone I loved so much about to orgasm while a real cock fucked her.

“Now! Now!” she wailed. “I’m cumming!”

Ken pumped in and out of her as fast as he could, and she wrapped her legs around him and screamed as her orgasm took over, and I touched my own clit and softly started to rub it as I watched the two of them.

Eventually Merri tapped Ken’s shoulder, and he slowed down his thrusts so that he was hardly moving in and out of her.

“Jesus,” he said with a grin, “this is the best night of my life.”

“Mine too.” I said. “I’m loving this.”

Merri grinned at us while panting for breath.

“I think she’s enjoying it too.” Ken laughed. “But I can’t take much more. Where do you ladies want me to cum?”

I looked at Merri prepared to ask her but she was looking at me.

“You decide Sabrina.” She said softly. “Take his load anyway you want it.”

I grinned and lay on my back next to Merri, spreading my legs.

“I want to feel it shoot inside me.” I said.

Ken moved towards me and Merri rolled over and took me in her arms and kissed my forehead.

Ken leaned down and kissed my thigh, dragging his tongue towards my hole.

“I don’t think I can orgasm again.” I said to him with a smile. “If you need to cum just fuck your cock into me and do it.”

He needed no urging, and suddenly I was moaning as I felt myself filled by his hard penis again.

This time he fucked back and forth faster, groaning quietly as I savored the feeling of being deliciously stretched by his erect flesh.

Merri snuggled against me and held me tight, and I closed my eyes, loving every sensation and wanting the feelings to last forever.

But Ken suddenly changed the speed of his thrusts, and seemed to get even harder inside of me.

“I think he’s going to cum.” I whispered, feeling my insides clench in anticipation.

I’d never had a cock spurt semen inside of me before, but in a primal way my body knew exactly what was about to happen and physical need for his orgasm filled me.

“I’m going to cum.” Ken panted.

I closed my eyes and suddenly I felt a slippery heat wash through my clenching hole from the inside, and I understood why women loved this moment so much.

He pushed his cock deep into me and then pulled it partway out, and then I felt another hot flood of his liquid cum as he thrust in again, and without warning an orgasm spiked through my clit and I pushed up off of the mattress and gasped in surprise.

He pumped another spurt into me as my clit exploded, and I felt the dual satisfaction of my own quick release he pushed his throbbing cock all the way into me and his hot cum filled me up.

He collapsed beside me, and I closed my eyes, laying still except for the soft feeling of Merri tracing her fingers through the slippery sperm leaking out of my hole onto the bed.

She traced those fingers around on my thighs and up onto my stomach, and I felt sleep wrap itself around me, as I lost control and started to breathe deep, naked, sweaty, my body dripping with cum inside and out, as I breathed in the scent of cock, cum, cunt, and lust.

~~

I woke up hours later.

The house was as quiet as a tomb, and I became aware of the gentle motion of the bed.

I rolled over and saw Ken kneeling astride Merri’s chest, his cock in her mouth as she sucked and stroked him rapidly.

I gently touched her stomach and moved closer to them, wondering how long they’d been playing like this.

She looked at me and grinned, and took him out of her mouth and pushed him towards me.

“Cover her!” she hissed. “Coat her face with your sticky mess!”

Ken gasped and started to shake as his cock leapt in Merri’s stroking fist, and then a hot arc of his cum shot out onto me, hitting my chin and mouth and nose, with a second and third spurt following.

Merri pulled his cock closer to my face and snaked her tongue out, and I joined her by pushing my tongue against the head of his cock as another spurt dribbled out.

She kept stroking him, squeezing his cock to get as much of his cum out as she could.

He’d cum a smaller load than he had before, but she worked out several more big drops and wiped the cock on my face, before kissing my mouth and using her fingers to wipe up and feed both of our hungry mouths his salty cum.

Ken put his head on my stomach and lay there quietly, and eventually I realized he was asleep as Merri softly nuzzled her face against my sticky mouth and nose and squeezed my arm.

“Just beautiful.” She whispered. “Beautiful.”

~~

I woke again and realized that the darkness was giving way to a soft grayness, indicating that it was nearly morning. Not that it mattered since we’d slept all night with the dim lights on in the bedroom.

My bladder was full, I felt sticky and warm, and Merri’s arm was flung across my body, and Ken was on his back next to me.

In the soft light I could see that his cock was sticking straight up.

Was he horny again?

Already?

Or was this morning wood?

I’d heard about morning wood of course, but really had no idea if it was something that really happened or just a locker room type joke.

I reached over and wrapped my fingers around his cock, thrilling at how hard it felt, and loving the fact that his cock-skin felt sticky to the touch with sperm, spit, and cunt arousal from earlier.

I squeezed his cock and he stirred next to me.

I wondered if he could pump another load of cum into me before breakfast?

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