Cathy & Marlene Do Me
This is a fictional elaboration of a recent dream
When I was a teenager there were no openly ‘gay’ girls that one knew of. So I knew what I was – for I wasn’t interested in boys and masturbated only to lesbian porn. Sadly there did not appear to be a real-life outlet. And then things changed.
I had been a cheerleader for many years. Now, my team was introduced to our new cheer coach, Cathy. She was a bright young professional woman in her mid-20s, and a breath of fresh air. Cathy was sporty, playing a lot of tennis and squash, and ran regularly. She was about five foot seven inches, dark-haired, with a trim figure, bright smile and an attractive liveliness. One Wednesday, after our practice had come to an end, she asked me to stay behind. The rest of the girls waved goodbye and headed for home, leaving Cathy and myself alone in the locker room.
Cathy looked at me for a moment; I was a pretty cute chick. I was just shorter than her, at five feet six inches, and I was slim with a tight trim ass and small tits. I opted for a tighter top to my cheerleader uniform to show off what little I had. However, my most striking feature is that I am a classic redhead, with waves of ginger hair and a dusting of freckles on my pale smooth skin. I have a bit of snub nose, slightly pouty lips. My breasts were shaping up to be more cone-shaped and pointy than round.
What Cathy said next was a shock: she told me that she had noticed the way I looked at the other cheerleaders when we were getting changed before or after practiced while they were in their underwear or naked. I panicked and began to protest that I didn’t know what she meant, when her next comment silenced me.
“It’s OK, Ellen,” she said. “I understand – but you need to be much more discrete, or one of the girls will notice. You like girls, don’t you?”
I nodded mutely, and then burst out explaining that I didn’t know how to meet anyone and dared not take the risk of approaching any of my friends.
“I know how you feel,” said Cathy. “Believe me, I know – but I think we can solve your problem.”
I had been on the verge of tears, but brightened at this, without quite realizing what she meant. A couple of seconds later she leaned forward and gently kissed me on the lips. I gave a small gasp of mixed shock and pleasure. Her kiss teased my lips, teased first my upper lip and then my lower. Waves of chills ran through me. Now aroused, I parted my lips and felt her tongue slip between them, making me go weak in the stomach.
I had a second moment of shock, when I felt her hands explore my chest, taking my breasts in her hands and gently squeezing them through the thin fabric of my uniform top and my cotton bra underneath. I gave a kind of moan and responded by putting my arms around her and pulling her close. For a moment she continued teasing my tits, pinching my nipples. And then her seduction of me was complete. She dropped one hand and slipped it inside my uniform skirt and the front of my panties. Her fingers stroked the outline of my pussy through the fabric of my panties. I shuddered with delight, almost sobbing. It was th furst time I was actually touched by another woman and the erotic excitement just kept building.
“Oh! yes, yes! please ... yes!”
My knees felt weak and, realizing that I was close to fainting with shock and excitement, Cathy backed me up against the wall. As I leaned against it, my hands splayed out to each side to keep me upright. Cathy looked me steadily in the eyes perhaps looking for me to stop her while her hands reached around me and unzipped my uniform top. When I was unzipped, she pulled the top out from the waistband of my skirt and opened each side, revealing my small breasts encased in an innocent white cotton bra. I let my top fall to the floor.
“Ellen, are You okay with this?”
“Oh god, yes, I haven’t just been watching the other girls.”
A smile and then her hands went back to my tits; she stroked and squeezed them, as I just soaked up the attention -- at last, at long last, what I had longed for was happening. I was having sex with another girl! I was thrilled that it felt as good as I had hoped, better even, and I was relieved that I wasn’t scared or repelled. In fact, I wanted more and more.
We kissed again, and this time I opened my mouth fully and probed my tongue into hers, for a long wet arousing kiss. When we broke the kiss Cathy looked a bit flustered and flushed.
“And I’ve been watching you,” she whispered.
She reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra, letting it slip from my shoulders and fall to the floor. I felt only slightly self-conscious as she admired my breasts, and I resisted the automatic urge to cover them with my hands. Erotically, Cathy pulled on my nipples to pull me in to be kissed. This time, though, she made love to my mouth, gently kissing my lips, tenderly reaching out with her tongue. It was so sensuous. Her mouth’s teasing, coupled with her fingers now pinching and teasing my nipples caused my pussy to begin to juice. I was surprised at how aroused I was.
Instinctively, I reached for her breasts, which I had long admired; hers were larger than mine but still small with pronounced nipples. With a half-smile, she stood still as I felt her breasts’ firmness. Tentatively at first, and then with greater haste, I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it back from her shoulders. She shook it off and faced me naked from the waist up apart from her bra. A sheer navy blue in color, plain and unadorned, but in a stylish cut that uplifted her breasts and sufficiently sheer that her hard nipples were visible as they poked through the fabric. They were a lovely pear shape, no more than a C cup, and I was entranced by them. I had ever before seen another woman’s tits so close, never mind touch them, never mind having the anticipation of what was to come.
Cathy reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, and with a shake of her head and shoulders let it fall. In the same movement, she took my head in her hands and guided my mouth gently but firmly to the nipple of her left breast, which was already erect. I parted my lips and swirled my tongue around her nipple and then over it, from side to side. It seemed so obvious and natural what to do and I fastened my lips around her nipple and both sucked and nibbled on it. Cathy’s breathing became a bit more rapid and her back arched, thrusting her chest at me.
I was also beginning to gasp, not just from the heady arousal of suckling her nipple, but because Cathy’s hand again slipped inside my skirt but now her fingers slipped inside my panties. Her fingers found my slit, slipped between my pussy lips and were pushing inside me. I spread my legs wider apart to give her easier access. Cathy used her other hand first to pull my uniform skirt up above my waist and then to push my panties down my thighs to give her fingers more room. I knew I was wetter down there than I had ever been before, even during my most erotic masturbation fantasies. I felt loose and open. Cathy started to thrust two of her fingers in and out of me, building a rhythm that promised an orgasm. Then, suddenly, she stopped, as her fingertips encountered the membrane of my hymen and she realized that I was a virgin.
“Oh, you’re a virgin?” she whispered.
I nodded, almost embarrassingly.
“I didn’t expect that.”
I didn’t know why it was a surprise. I had told her that I didn’t go with boys and hadn’t had any girlfriends.
“Please, please,” I begged her. “Please, don’t stop ... I want you to fuck me. I’ve wanted it for a long time. Please, don’t stop now!”
Cathy looked uncertain and sought reassurance. “Are you really sure? It’s a big thing, losing your virginity – you mustn’t do it if you have any doubts.”
But I had no doubts at all – I had dreamed of this, and I dreamed of her fucking me and I wasn’t going to let it escape me now. After a couple of minutes, my eager enthusiasm and determination convinced her, but she said this wasn’t the place – and that anyway this had only been the warm-up, and she had intended to take me home with her.
“You can stay for a while, can’t you?” she asked.
“My parents play bridge on Wednesdays and won’t be home until well after 11.”
So as long as I was home by eleven o’clock, no one would know that I hadn’t, as usual, cycled home straight after cheer practice. I confirmed this to Cathy. It would give us nearly three hours. We quickly dressed. Cathy locked the locker room and helped me put my bicycle into the back of her car. I got in the front, and during the ten-minute drive to her house, every time she could take her hand off the gearshift she slipped it under my skirt and fondled the crotch of my panties, and I spread my legs to give her better access. So, as we pulled in front of her garage, I was absolutely gagging to get fucked.
As we entered the hallway her small and neatly-kept 1930s house, Cathy smiled and told me that there was someone she wanted me to meet. I was a bit taken aback, but suddenly recalled the phrase “we can solve your problem” which she had used earlier. She led me through to the living room at the back of the house, calling out “Marlene – we’re here!”
I was urged into the room ahead of her, and saw an attractive woman rise from the couch and come towards me with a welcoming smile. She was a little older than Cathy, in her late 20s, and also somehow more mature and poised in appearance. Marlene was the tallest of the three of us by an inch or so and also had an athletic figure; small tits that stood high on her chest. Her figure tapered to a narrow waist and long legs. She had black hair that was trimmed around her ears and to the nape of the neck large dark eyes with long attractive lashes. She worked in the city in the offices of a major bank, and was still wearing most of her smart workday outfit: the black slacks of the trouser suit, and a pale grey shirt – but she had undone the top buttons and as she rose and moved forward, I caught glimpses of a lacy black bra underneath. She had kicked off her shoes and was in her stocking feet. All in all, she was a very sexy woman and the slight sway of hips as she approached held me transfixed like a rabbit in car headlamps.
Cathy introduced Marlene as her partner -- then corrected herself to say more explicitly “my lover.”
Marlene gave me a wonderful smile. “So this is the pretty girl I’ve been hearing so much about. Cathy didn’t do you justice, you are gorgeous.”
Her warm praise and the unabashed sexual interest with which she was regarding me were a heady mixture. I just melted as Marlene drew me into a soft moist kiss that seemed to last forever. I was conscious of the pressure of her chest against my tits and that her hands had slipped round to hold and squeeze my bottom, pressing my pelvis against hers. When she relinquished my mouth, her hands came round to cup my breasts and my head went back as I gave a deep sigh of pleasure. Marlene smiled and said to Cathy: “You were right, as always – this girl’s hot to trot! And a cheerleader!”
I was surprised to find that I had been an object of sexual banter between the two and blushed at the thought.
Cathy began to explain that I was still a virgin, and I could see a shade of doubt flit across Marlene’s face. I didn’t want this to end the night, so I burst in to declare that I wanted that to end, that I couldn’t imagine anyone more lovely than them to take it. That overcame their remaining doubts.
“Let’s start off down here, then – we’ve got plenty of time before you need to be home, so we don’t need to rush things,” said Marlene, looking at her watch. Each of them took one of my hands and led me to sit between them in the middle of the couch. Marlene ran her hand over the top of my cheer uniform, feeling the shape of my bra and breasts underneath. Her face was alive with anticipation, and she told me how incredibly sexy she thought my uniform was, how good I looked in it, and how much it was turning her on.
I was thrilled at the idea that my looks and body could so excite a grown woman, and I soaked up her admiration like a sponge. Marlene and Cathy each put a hand on the knee that was nearest to them, and in gentle unison opened my legs to spread wide apart. This pushed my skirt halfway up my thigh, and then Cathy tugged it further; I lifted my hips an inch, and she pulled the skirt around my waist. Then she slid off the couch to kneel between my legs, first her fingers pushed the fabric of my plain white cotton – but now visibly damp – panties inside my pussy. I gasped at feeling the friction of the fabric against my pussy.
But this was only the beginning; she took them by each side and pulled them down and off me – I had to put my legs together for a moment to make this possible. Then she opened me even wider. Cathy paused for a moment to undo and throw aside her blouse and her bra. Now she was nude from the waist up. Then she bent forwards and brought her mouth down onto my pussy.
Now, for the very first time a woman was going down on me. I had masturbated while I watched this in so many porn videos, wondering what it might actually feel like. And now it was happening to me! I gasped as I felt Cathy’s tongue enter me and I could feel my pussy begin to ooze. I could feel my skin tingling with erotic anticipation and I could feel my hips respond to Cathy’s tongue.
As Cathy went down on me, Marlene had unzipped my uniform top and peeled it open but did not remove it completely. Her hands reached inside my bra to scoop out my tits, letting them hang over the top of my bra. For a quick moment she looked at me in such a sexual way that I nearly came from that alone. Then her mouth began to work over my tits. She kissed around my nipple as her fingers gently pinched then to harden them. This caused unbelievable sensations to emanate through my tits. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me and I began to shiver with excitement.
I had never expected my first sexual encounter to be a threesome, or for it to be with experienced women who knew exactly where to touch, lick and poke to produce the most erotic sensations. I lay back on the couch, gasping and begging them never to stop – utterly turned on by having two women attend to me, one on the tits and one on the pussy.
I had to do something with my hands, but only Marlene was within reach. As she was bent over my tits, her own shirt had fallen open and I had a full view of her gorgeous tits and the sexy lingerie encasing them. It took only a moment to undo her remaining buttons and tug her shirt open. She paused in her ministrations for a few seconds to fling it aside. I reached for her breasts, thrusting my hands inside the bra cups to grip and caress them – a stimulus which increased the passion with which she was sucking on my tits.
My body was now caught in an erotic frenzy. It felt as if erotic shocks coursed throughout my body. Marlene was now marking my tits. And then I felt Cathy’s mouth close over my clit and began to suck it between her teeth. I began to moan with each breath and then my body convulsed with a strange sensation, both electrifying and releasing, exploding from my pelvis and washing through me. It was my first orgasm that was not self-induced. My body went stiff as I came, my legs shook as the erotic shocks pulsed through me. And it was hard to breathe. The girls let me enjoy coming off my orgasm.
After this, they led me upstairs to their bedroom, which had a good-sized double bed. Cathy removed my bra, but at her lover’s request she left my uniform skirt on. Marlene said that it looked sexier than being naked. “Anybody can be nude,” she observed. “Having something still on emphasizes just how naked the rest of you is!”
“Can I undress you?” I asked Cathy. And one of the many joyous moments of that epochal evening was removing Cathy’s blouse (and of how many times I had day-dreamed about doing that -- never for a moment thinking that it would become a reality!). Then I turned to Marlene. I knelt on the floor in front of her and undid the zipper at the side of her slacks. I slowly slid them over her hips and down to her ankles. When she stepped out of them, I saw an erotic sight that I can still visualize any time that I want to be aroused. She still had on her black bra, and what was now revealed was the rest of the matching set. Her traditional stockings were held up by a black garter belt and over the top of its straps was a skimpy semi-transparent pair of black thong-shaped panties. In this outfit, Marlene was a riveting picture of female sexual power – I could see why Cathy was attracted to her.
They asked a last time if I was really sure about losing my virginity, and I was even more emphatic in confirmation than before.
Cathy put an old sheet on the bed.
Then she asked me which of them I wanted to take me first. I couldn’t choose – Cathy had made the first move on me, and I liked her a lot, but Marlene was a revelation of the sexual appeal of a confident career woman. They looked nonplussed for a second, and then laughingly decided to toss a coin. I chose heads to be Cathy and tails to be Marlene, and they smiled at that. When the coin landed, it showed Marlene as the lucky lady – although the real lucky one was me.
Marlene took a moment to warn me that however careful she was, it would hurt a bit at the time and for a while afterwards, and there would usually be a little show of blood. I said that was OK, I had had the human biology lesson at school and knew in theory how it all worked. Marlene gestured for me to remove her panties, and when I did so I took the opportunity to kiss her pussy, although there was no time to try and work my tongue inside.
Marlene went to a drawer and removed a strap-on – it looked rather large to me at that time, but later experience suggested it was merely average. It had an unusual feature which I had never thought of before: as well as the main dildo sticking out in front, there was a slightly smaller one on the inside, pointing up at about 45 degrees. As I watched with fascination and eagerness in which there was only a trace of apprehension, Marlene smeared both dildos with lubricant, more liberally on the outwards facing shaft. Then she slid the smaller dildo into her own pussy, before fastening the straps tightly between her legs and on each hip. She gave a slight moan as she juggled it into place – clearly the inner shaft was already pressing and rubbing against her clit. I knew the other dildo was for me and it would take my virginity.
Cathy lay down on her back in the middle of the bed, with her knees together. She beckoned to me. I climbed ono the bed, and she motioned for me to straddle her, with my knees outside her thighs. I bent forward, with my tits resting on her warm stomach, and at Cathy’s encouragement I began to lick and suck her breasts, the saliva giving my lips the seal and suction power they needed to be really effective.
In this position I was ideally placed for Marlene to fuck me: with my head down, my ass was inevitably pushed up into the air at just the right height, and the spread of my legs straddling Cathy meant that my pussy was very accessible with my lips spread open, inviting her. Looking slightly flushed and bright-eyed, Marlene stepped up to just behind my upthrust ass.
For the first time ever, I felt the solid bump and firm pressure of a dildo’s knob nudging into the lips of my slit. Marlene pressed it slowly inwards for an inch or so and then withdrew it – the sensation from the pulling out being more erotic even than that from the driving inward. My ginger hair had been plaited into two pig-tails, as usual, for cheer practice, and now Marlene gripped one in each hand as if they were the reins of a horse, and she pulled my head up and backwards, away from her lover’s breasts.
Marlene continued to work her fake cock just an inch or so inside me. “Please,” I whispered. “Just fuck me.”
“Not yet. Let’s take it slowly for your first time.”
I couldn’t believe just how wonderful it felt to have Marlene inside me. I could feel another orgasm coming. “I’m going to come.”
“Not yet.” And Marlene pulled out of me.
“No! Don’t stop,” I cried.
“Just relax,” Cathy whispered. She massaged my shoulders letting my come off my arousal. Marlene slid her fake cock up and down my slit, not wanting me to lose my arousal completely. As I caught my breath, she whispered:
“Is now, OK, honey?”
After I managed to acknowledge with a nod, she pressed the strap-on into my pussy again. I felt it press against my barrier and then Marlene pushed, splitting through my hymen in one clean firm thrust of her pelvis. I felt a small stab of pain, a brief tearing sensation, and I gave a bit of a yelp – but it was gone swiftly, leaving just a residual soreness.
I was distracted from thinking about that by the new sensations coming from Marlene’s cock pushing further, into parts of me which my fingers had never reached. All sorts of nerve-ends that I didn’t know I had were being deliciously stimulated. I felt stretched and filled in a new and unbelievably wonderful way. Then, adding another layer of pleasure to this, Cathy reached up from under me to grasp and manipulate my breasts. The sensations from all my most erogenous zones washed together, the different parts of my body no longer seemed separate but swept together in my own erotic ocean.
Marlene’s cock pistoned in and out of me, and as my arousal built I started to make a kind of hungry wailing noise, building towards an unseen destination.
“Come for me,” Marlene said breathily, “I want you to come for me. Come for me!”
The concept of her wanting to make me orgasm was so arousing that it took me close the brink, and it felt incredible. This, of course, was what she had intended and I began to gasp and moan with pleasure at each thrust. My pelvis humped up and down as Marlene built up her rhythm to a faster pace and plunged in deeper and deeper. My hips thrust back against her as she pushed into me and then I pulled forward as she withdrew almost to the dildo’s tip. There was nothing conscious or deliberate to this, it was just my body automatically responding to the sexual stimulus. I was nearing an erotic sensory overload, and I was making noises like a squalling cat, mewing as the dildo pulled backwards, moaning as the inward thrust began. It built into a cross between a yelp and a shriek as her cock found to the deepest point of my pussy.
Marlene was getting a fucking from the end of the dildo inside her, and her mounting excitement meant that she was fucking me ever more vigorously. However, she never lost control; her long experience let her sense my approaching climax. At just the perfect moment, she jerked back hard on my pigtails, arching my back and pulling my breasts upwards to give Cathy a better angle to fondle them.
She moaned “Come for me now, come with me!”
And I did, I shuddered from head to toe as I came in a massive and sustained wave of climax. My eyes were tightly closed to savor every mind-blowing second. Then I collapsed on top of Cathy, who cradled me in her arms as I took deep gasping breaths, my head whirling in a daze. Marlene’s brought herself to orgasm almost exactly as mine broke, and she gave barking shouts of “Yeah! Oh, fuck!! yeah, yeah!!” as she came as well. She dropped my pigtails and gripped my hips, mainly to keep herself from falling over on top of me. Then, with a deep sigh, she slowly withdrew the dildo from my pussy and flopped down on the bed beside Cathy and me.
After a few minutes, Cathy rolled me off her and onto my back, next to Marlene. Raising herself on one elbow, Cathy regarded both of us with an amused expression, as we lay there gasping in the throes of our post-orgasmic bliss.
She scolded us with mock-severity: “It’s all very well for you two – I still need to get off!”
Then she told me what she wanted, and excitedly I promised to try. Cathy reached into the drawer of the small bedside table and produced a long vibrator in gleaming silver. Turning it on, she handed it to me and then lay back on the bed and spread her legs. I returned to my place alongside her and reached over to press the throbbing end of the machine against her slit, rubbing it up and down its length. It seemed natural to slide it inside her pussy. After a few inches I increased the speed and rotated it inside Cathy’s pussy.
With encouraging words and sometimes noises from Cathy, I had soon worked more of it into her – in fact, there was little resistance, just enough to get me turned on by doing it. Then Cathy told me to pump it in and out of her; to start slow – then speed up – but at the end slow down again for longer and firmer strokes. I followed her advice and added a few twists and rotary motions of my own. After all, this wasn’t rocket science, and the girl’s response told you pretty quickly if you were on the right track.
As I worked over Cathy, her increasing arousal gave me a growing confidence and vigor. Cathy’s hips began to rise off the bed and return in sync with the dildo fucking I was giving her. Marlene reached around from Cathy’s other side, and began caressing and tweaking her breasts. Cathy was much more silent in love-making than either Marlene and I had been, but as I took up a faster pace, she gave one loud moan as her orgasm came. I pulled the vibrator out of her and found the switch on the base to turn it off. Then, impelled by what instinct I do not know, I bent my mouth to her pussy and licked all of her come that had seeped out, giving her further pleasure although she did not come a second time.
It was now nearly ten o’clock, and I was sticky, sweaty and smelled of sex and come. I had a quick shower in their bathroom, and Cathy towelled my hair dry and gently wiped me all over, in a way that was more gentle than sexual. I gave Marlene a lengthy kiss, and Cathy drove me to the end of the street next to mine, where we unloaded my bicycle and I got on it – we had decided, just in case nosy neighbors were looking, that I should arrive home in the usual way even if much later than usual. I stowed my bike in our garage and entered the empty and silent house. By the time my parents came home about thirty minutes later, I was in bed with the lights out – again, as usual.
What was not usual at all was how I felt and the thoughts and memories passing through my mind. There was still a bit of sore feeling inside me, but it was nothing in the balance against the pleasure that I had had – and would soon have again. I had put on my shortest skimpiest summer nightie which, because it was a year old, barely covered my hips. Under the duvet I was lying on my back, legs apart, and gently caressing my mound and fingering myself. I thought about how I had lost my virginity and was glad that I did it with a woman. As I thought about what might lie ahead of me, my arousal peaked into a gentle sleep-inducing orgasm.
For the next cheer practice I had arranged with Cathy that she would offer to give me a lift home, as she would be passing through my neighborhood. So I left with her, and she did indeed drive me home – after I had spent over two hours with her and Marlene and her at their house. Again, we sat on the sofa with Marlene and Cathy on either side of me. This time it was Marlene who slipped between my legs and removed my panties.
“Can I go down on you?” she whispered. I nodded and opened my legs.
Cathy removed my top and freed my tits. She took a nipple into her mouth as I felt Marlene gently bite my clit. She held my clit between her teeth and ran her tongue over it. The sensation was electric and had me at the edge of an orgasm in minutes. Cathy did the same with my nipple, biting it between her teeth and then running her tongue over it. I could feel my pussy clenching as my juices ran into my crack.
In our first session of foreplay the girls didn’t let me come. This time I think they were so aroused at the three of us having sex again, their own arousal had taken over. I could feel them working m over with an increasing intensity as their own arousal built. The sensations running through me were incredible.
Then Marlene slipped one finger, then another inside me while her mouth was still clamped over my clit. In and out as her fingers fucked me. And then a finger found my button. My orgasm immediately tore through me. My back went stiff, lifting me off the sofa. Come ran down my thighs. And I could only whimper as the girls continued to do me. I was sexual putty in their hands. Marlene’s finger continued to grind against my button. My hips now writhed in an erotic dance. And then another orgasm hit, just as explosive as the first.
The girls would have continued but I begged “Please stop! I can’t take any more.”
I was totally spent.
Marlene and Cathy each took one of my hands and led me to their bedroom. I could tell that each of them was as sexually excited as one could be. Marlene watched as Cathy again climbed onto the bed and laid on her back, motioning me to join her. She pulled me up and we kissed for a long time. Then she pushed my head down and hiked up her skirt. She was wearing sheer black panties. Her pussy juices had already seeped through them.
“Do you want to go down on me?” she whispered. I nodded; it would be the first time I went down on a girl.
“Leave my panties on.”
“Oh, my god” I thought to myself; “I’ve watched this so many times as I masturbated.” I was so very aroused.
I slid Cathy’s skirt a bit higher and for the first time saw a girl’s pussy up close. Her panties were so sheer that I could see her pussy lips beneath the curls of her trimmed bush. It glistened with her juices, and the smell of sex was intoxicatingly erotic. I kissed Cathy’s thighs, letting my mouth work up to her pussy gradually. As I reached the hem of her panties, I stopped and began to suck harder on the flesh of her thigh as I softly bit it. Cathy knew what I was up to.
“Are you marking me?”
“I want you to remember that yours is the first pussy I have gone down on.”
“Are you going to do me?”
I nodded “When I’m done.”
After another minute I leaned back to admire what I had done. Next to the hem of her panties was a dark blue welt. It was a sign of erotic arousal.
I pressed a finger into her slit pushing the fabric of her panties against her slit. Cathy was so wet her juices oozed through her panty fabric. I dipped my mouth in and got my first taste of another girl’s pussy. Sweetness greeted me. I found Cathy’s clit and sucked it into my mouth using her panties for friction. Cathy’s hips started to writhe, and I was so excited I reached between my legs and began to finger my own pussy and felt my juices running down my thighs.
“Take my panties off,” Cathy whispered, lifting her hips as I pulled them down her thigh and off.
“Can you come?” “Oh god yes.”
Cathy’s pussy was gorgeous. Perfect outer lips with her clit peeking from its hood. Remembering Marlene’s mouth on my clit, I did the same to Cathy, sucking her erect clit between my teeth and then flicking it with my tongue. Cathy’s legs twitched each time I flicked her clit and her breathing became raspy. As I slipped a finger inside Cathy, her orgasm hit. Her breath caught and her body stiffened. I could feel her come seeping onto my hand. A deep moan came as her orgasm passed. Cathy reached down and pulled me up to kiss me.
And then I felt Marlene behind me. She lifted my hips so I was on my knees. I felt her fake cock slip between my pussy lips, lubing it for entering me. Then I felt her finger rimming my rosebud. A stream of lube landed on my back and ran down my crack. She was going to fuck my ass!
“Marlene, no! I’ve never …” “Shhhh …”
A finger pushed against my rim. “Relax.” I felt more pressure and then my ring gave way and Marlene’s finger entered me. She moved her finger around to lube me for her cock. She withdrew her finger and I felt her cock at the entrance, pushing. Her hands spread my cheeks and another push opened my ring and her cock entered me. She pushed a bit further and stopped, letting me become adjusted to her inside me. I expected pain, but it was a sense of being full that I felt.
“Are you okay?” Marlene asked.
I nodded “Just go slow?”
Marlene began to work her cock, fucking my ass. Then I felt Cathy’s hand slide down my stomach, finding my pussy. She began to work over my clit as Marlene picked up her tempo. The feeling, while new, was incredible. Marlene now held me by my hip as her fake cock was now sinking deep inside me. Cathy worked my clit and the combination took my breath away. Cathy began kissing my neck and I knew I was going to come soon. A tongue entered my ear followed by Cathy’s hot breath and my body just let go. A different orgasm overwhelmed me, from deep inside me. As I collapsed, Marlene’s cock popped out of my ass and I fell onto Cathy, who just held me.
Marlene joined Cathy and me, gently rubbing my back.
“Ellen, it’s Friday; can you spend the night with us?” she asked.
When I was a teenager there were no openly ‘gay’ girls that one knew of. So I knew what I was – for I wasn’t interested in boys and masturbated only to lesbian porn. Sadly there did not appear to be a real-life outlet. And then things changed.
I had been a cheerleader for many years. Now, my team was introduced to our new cheer coach, Cathy. She was a bright young professional woman in her mid-20s, and a breath of fresh air. Cathy was sporty, playing a lot of tennis and squash, and ran regularly. She was about five foot seven inches, dark-haired, with a trim figure, bright smile and an attractive liveliness. One Wednesday, after our practice had come to an end, she asked me to stay behind. The rest of the girls waved goodbye and headed for home, leaving Cathy and myself alone in the locker room.
Cathy looked at me for a moment; I was a pretty cute chick. I was just shorter than her, at five feet six inches, and I was slim with a tight trim ass and small tits. I opted for a tighter top to my cheerleader uniform to show off what little I had. However, my most striking feature is that I am a classic redhead, with waves of ginger hair and a dusting of freckles on my pale smooth skin. I have a bit of snub nose, slightly pouty lips. My breasts were shaping up to be more cone-shaped and pointy than round.
What Cathy said next was a shock: she told me that she had noticed the way I looked at the other cheerleaders when we were getting changed before or after practiced while they were in their underwear or naked. I panicked and began to protest that I didn’t know what she meant, when her next comment silenced me.
“It’s OK, Ellen,” she said. “I understand – but you need to be much more discrete, or one of the girls will notice. You like girls, don’t you?”
I nodded mutely, and then burst out explaining that I didn’t know how to meet anyone and dared not take the risk of approaching any of my friends.
“I know how you feel,” said Cathy. “Believe me, I know – but I think we can solve your problem.”
I had been on the verge of tears, but brightened at this, without quite realizing what she meant. A couple of seconds later she leaned forward and gently kissed me on the lips. I gave a small gasp of mixed shock and pleasure. Her kiss teased my lips, teased first my upper lip and then my lower. Waves of chills ran through me. Now aroused, I parted my lips and felt her tongue slip between them, making me go weak in the stomach.
I had a second moment of shock, when I felt her hands explore my chest, taking my breasts in her hands and gently squeezing them through the thin fabric of my uniform top and my cotton bra underneath. I gave a kind of moan and responded by putting my arms around her and pulling her close. For a moment she continued teasing my tits, pinching my nipples. And then her seduction of me was complete. She dropped one hand and slipped it inside my uniform skirt and the front of my panties. Her fingers stroked the outline of my pussy through the fabric of my panties. I shuddered with delight, almost sobbing. It was th furst time I was actually touched by another woman and the erotic excitement just kept building.
“Oh! yes, yes! please ... yes!”
My knees felt weak and, realizing that I was close to fainting with shock and excitement, Cathy backed me up against the wall. As I leaned against it, my hands splayed out to each side to keep me upright. Cathy looked me steadily in the eyes perhaps looking for me to stop her while her hands reached around me and unzipped my uniform top. When I was unzipped, she pulled the top out from the waistband of my skirt and opened each side, revealing my small breasts encased in an innocent white cotton bra. I let my top fall to the floor.
“Ellen, are You okay with this?”
“Oh god, yes, I haven’t just been watching the other girls.”
A smile and then her hands went back to my tits; she stroked and squeezed them, as I just soaked up the attention -- at last, at long last, what I had longed for was happening. I was having sex with another girl! I was thrilled that it felt as good as I had hoped, better even, and I was relieved that I wasn’t scared or repelled. In fact, I wanted more and more.
We kissed again, and this time I opened my mouth fully and probed my tongue into hers, for a long wet arousing kiss. When we broke the kiss Cathy looked a bit flustered and flushed.
“And I’ve been watching you,” she whispered.
She reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra, letting it slip from my shoulders and fall to the floor. I felt only slightly self-conscious as she admired my breasts, and I resisted the automatic urge to cover them with my hands. Erotically, Cathy pulled on my nipples to pull me in to be kissed. This time, though, she made love to my mouth, gently kissing my lips, tenderly reaching out with her tongue. It was so sensuous. Her mouth’s teasing, coupled with her fingers now pinching and teasing my nipples caused my pussy to begin to juice. I was surprised at how aroused I was.
Instinctively, I reached for her breasts, which I had long admired; hers were larger than mine but still small with pronounced nipples. With a half-smile, she stood still as I felt her breasts’ firmness. Tentatively at first, and then with greater haste, I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it back from her shoulders. She shook it off and faced me naked from the waist up apart from her bra. A sheer navy blue in color, plain and unadorned, but in a stylish cut that uplifted her breasts and sufficiently sheer that her hard nipples were visible as they poked through the fabric. They were a lovely pear shape, no more than a C cup, and I was entranced by them. I had ever before seen another woman’s tits so close, never mind touch them, never mind having the anticipation of what was to come.
Cathy reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, and with a shake of her head and shoulders let it fall. In the same movement, she took my head in her hands and guided my mouth gently but firmly to the nipple of her left breast, which was already erect. I parted my lips and swirled my tongue around her nipple and then over it, from side to side. It seemed so obvious and natural what to do and I fastened my lips around her nipple and both sucked and nibbled on it. Cathy’s breathing became a bit more rapid and her back arched, thrusting her chest at me.
I was also beginning to gasp, not just from the heady arousal of suckling her nipple, but because Cathy’s hand again slipped inside my skirt but now her fingers slipped inside my panties. Her fingers found my slit, slipped between my pussy lips and were pushing inside me. I spread my legs wider apart to give her easier access. Cathy used her other hand first to pull my uniform skirt up above my waist and then to push my panties down my thighs to give her fingers more room. I knew I was wetter down there than I had ever been before, even during my most erotic masturbation fantasies. I felt loose and open. Cathy started to thrust two of her fingers in and out of me, building a rhythm that promised an orgasm. Then, suddenly, she stopped, as her fingertips encountered the membrane of my hymen and she realized that I was a virgin.
“Oh, you’re a virgin?” she whispered.
I nodded, almost embarrassingly.
“I didn’t expect that.”
I didn’t know why it was a surprise. I had told her that I didn’t go with boys and hadn’t had any girlfriends.
“Please, please,” I begged her. “Please, don’t stop ... I want you to fuck me. I’ve wanted it for a long time. Please, don’t stop now!”
Cathy looked uncertain and sought reassurance. “Are you really sure? It’s a big thing, losing your virginity – you mustn’t do it if you have any doubts.”
But I had no doubts at all – I had dreamed of this, and I dreamed of her fucking me and I wasn’t going to let it escape me now. After a couple of minutes, my eager enthusiasm and determination convinced her, but she said this wasn’t the place – and that anyway this had only been the warm-up, and she had intended to take me home with her.
“You can stay for a while, can’t you?” she asked.
“My parents play bridge on Wednesdays and won’t be home until well after 11.”
So as long as I was home by eleven o’clock, no one would know that I hadn’t, as usual, cycled home straight after cheer practice. I confirmed this to Cathy. It would give us nearly three hours. We quickly dressed. Cathy locked the locker room and helped me put my bicycle into the back of her car. I got in the front, and during the ten-minute drive to her house, every time she could take her hand off the gearshift she slipped it under my skirt and fondled the crotch of my panties, and I spread my legs to give her better access. So, as we pulled in front of her garage, I was absolutely gagging to get fucked.
As we entered the hallway her small and neatly-kept 1930s house, Cathy smiled and told me that there was someone she wanted me to meet. I was a bit taken aback, but suddenly recalled the phrase “we can solve your problem” which she had used earlier. She led me through to the living room at the back of the house, calling out “Marlene – we’re here!”
I was urged into the room ahead of her, and saw an attractive woman rise from the couch and come towards me with a welcoming smile. She was a little older than Cathy, in her late 20s, and also somehow more mature and poised in appearance. Marlene was the tallest of the three of us by an inch or so and also had an athletic figure; small tits that stood high on her chest. Her figure tapered to a narrow waist and long legs. She had black hair that was trimmed around her ears and to the nape of the neck large dark eyes with long attractive lashes. She worked in the city in the offices of a major bank, and was still wearing most of her smart workday outfit: the black slacks of the trouser suit, and a pale grey shirt – but she had undone the top buttons and as she rose and moved forward, I caught glimpses of a lacy black bra underneath. She had kicked off her shoes and was in her stocking feet. All in all, she was a very sexy woman and the slight sway of hips as she approached held me transfixed like a rabbit in car headlamps.
Cathy introduced Marlene as her partner -- then corrected herself to say more explicitly “my lover.”
Marlene gave me a wonderful smile. “So this is the pretty girl I’ve been hearing so much about. Cathy didn’t do you justice, you are gorgeous.”
Her warm praise and the unabashed sexual interest with which she was regarding me were a heady mixture. I just melted as Marlene drew me into a soft moist kiss that seemed to last forever. I was conscious of the pressure of her chest against my tits and that her hands had slipped round to hold and squeeze my bottom, pressing my pelvis against hers. When she relinquished my mouth, her hands came round to cup my breasts and my head went back as I gave a deep sigh of pleasure. Marlene smiled and said to Cathy: “You were right, as always – this girl’s hot to trot! And a cheerleader!”
I was surprised to find that I had been an object of sexual banter between the two and blushed at the thought.
Cathy began to explain that I was still a virgin, and I could see a shade of doubt flit across Marlene’s face. I didn’t want this to end the night, so I burst in to declare that I wanted that to end, that I couldn’t imagine anyone more lovely than them to take it. That overcame their remaining doubts.
“Let’s start off down here, then – we’ve got plenty of time before you need to be home, so we don’t need to rush things,” said Marlene, looking at her watch. Each of them took one of my hands and led me to sit between them in the middle of the couch. Marlene ran her hand over the top of my cheer uniform, feeling the shape of my bra and breasts underneath. Her face was alive with anticipation, and she told me how incredibly sexy she thought my uniform was, how good I looked in it, and how much it was turning her on.
I was thrilled at the idea that my looks and body could so excite a grown woman, and I soaked up her admiration like a sponge. Marlene and Cathy each put a hand on the knee that was nearest to them, and in gentle unison opened my legs to spread wide apart. This pushed my skirt halfway up my thigh, and then Cathy tugged it further; I lifted my hips an inch, and she pulled the skirt around my waist. Then she slid off the couch to kneel between my legs, first her fingers pushed the fabric of my plain white cotton – but now visibly damp – panties inside my pussy. I gasped at feeling the friction of the fabric against my pussy.
But this was only the beginning; she took them by each side and pulled them down and off me – I had to put my legs together for a moment to make this possible. Then she opened me even wider. Cathy paused for a moment to undo and throw aside her blouse and her bra. Now she was nude from the waist up. Then she bent forwards and brought her mouth down onto my pussy.
Now, for the very first time a woman was going down on me. I had masturbated while I watched this in so many porn videos, wondering what it might actually feel like. And now it was happening to me! I gasped as I felt Cathy’s tongue enter me and I could feel my pussy begin to ooze. I could feel my skin tingling with erotic anticipation and I could feel my hips respond to Cathy’s tongue.
As Cathy went down on me, Marlene had unzipped my uniform top and peeled it open but did not remove it completely. Her hands reached inside my bra to scoop out my tits, letting them hang over the top of my bra. For a quick moment she looked at me in such a sexual way that I nearly came from that alone. Then her mouth began to work over my tits. She kissed around my nipple as her fingers gently pinched then to harden them. This caused unbelievable sensations to emanate through my tits. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me and I began to shiver with excitement.
I had never expected my first sexual encounter to be a threesome, or for it to be with experienced women who knew exactly where to touch, lick and poke to produce the most erotic sensations. I lay back on the couch, gasping and begging them never to stop – utterly turned on by having two women attend to me, one on the tits and one on the pussy.
I had to do something with my hands, but only Marlene was within reach. As she was bent over my tits, her own shirt had fallen open and I had a full view of her gorgeous tits and the sexy lingerie encasing them. It took only a moment to undo her remaining buttons and tug her shirt open. She paused in her ministrations for a few seconds to fling it aside. I reached for her breasts, thrusting my hands inside the bra cups to grip and caress them – a stimulus which increased the passion with which she was sucking on my tits.
My body was now caught in an erotic frenzy. It felt as if erotic shocks coursed throughout my body. Marlene was now marking my tits. And then I felt Cathy’s mouth close over my clit and began to suck it between her teeth. I began to moan with each breath and then my body convulsed with a strange sensation, both electrifying and releasing, exploding from my pelvis and washing through me. It was my first orgasm that was not self-induced. My body went stiff as I came, my legs shook as the erotic shocks pulsed through me. And it was hard to breathe. The girls let me enjoy coming off my orgasm.
After this, they led me upstairs to their bedroom, which had a good-sized double bed. Cathy removed my bra, but at her lover’s request she left my uniform skirt on. Marlene said that it looked sexier than being naked. “Anybody can be nude,” she observed. “Having something still on emphasizes just how naked the rest of you is!”
“Can I undress you?” I asked Cathy. And one of the many joyous moments of that epochal evening was removing Cathy’s blouse (and of how many times I had day-dreamed about doing that -- never for a moment thinking that it would become a reality!). Then I turned to Marlene. I knelt on the floor in front of her and undid the zipper at the side of her slacks. I slowly slid them over her hips and down to her ankles. When she stepped out of them, I saw an erotic sight that I can still visualize any time that I want to be aroused. She still had on her black bra, and what was now revealed was the rest of the matching set. Her traditional stockings were held up by a black garter belt and over the top of its straps was a skimpy semi-transparent pair of black thong-shaped panties. In this outfit, Marlene was a riveting picture of female sexual power – I could see why Cathy was attracted to her.
They asked a last time if I was really sure about losing my virginity, and I was even more emphatic in confirmation than before.
Cathy put an old sheet on the bed.
Then she asked me which of them I wanted to take me first. I couldn’t choose – Cathy had made the first move on me, and I liked her a lot, but Marlene was a revelation of the sexual appeal of a confident career woman. They looked nonplussed for a second, and then laughingly decided to toss a coin. I chose heads to be Cathy and tails to be Marlene, and they smiled at that. When the coin landed, it showed Marlene as the lucky lady – although the real lucky one was me.
Marlene took a moment to warn me that however careful she was, it would hurt a bit at the time and for a while afterwards, and there would usually be a little show of blood. I said that was OK, I had had the human biology lesson at school and knew in theory how it all worked. Marlene gestured for me to remove her panties, and when I did so I took the opportunity to kiss her pussy, although there was no time to try and work my tongue inside.
Marlene went to a drawer and removed a strap-on – it looked rather large to me at that time, but later experience suggested it was merely average. It had an unusual feature which I had never thought of before: as well as the main dildo sticking out in front, there was a slightly smaller one on the inside, pointing up at about 45 degrees. As I watched with fascination and eagerness in which there was only a trace of apprehension, Marlene smeared both dildos with lubricant, more liberally on the outwards facing shaft. Then she slid the smaller dildo into her own pussy, before fastening the straps tightly between her legs and on each hip. She gave a slight moan as she juggled it into place – clearly the inner shaft was already pressing and rubbing against her clit. I knew the other dildo was for me and it would take my virginity.
Cathy lay down on her back in the middle of the bed, with her knees together. She beckoned to me. I climbed ono the bed, and she motioned for me to straddle her, with my knees outside her thighs. I bent forward, with my tits resting on her warm stomach, and at Cathy’s encouragement I began to lick and suck her breasts, the saliva giving my lips the seal and suction power they needed to be really effective.
In this position I was ideally placed for Marlene to fuck me: with my head down, my ass was inevitably pushed up into the air at just the right height, and the spread of my legs straddling Cathy meant that my pussy was very accessible with my lips spread open, inviting her. Looking slightly flushed and bright-eyed, Marlene stepped up to just behind my upthrust ass.
For the first time ever, I felt the solid bump and firm pressure of a dildo’s knob nudging into the lips of my slit. Marlene pressed it slowly inwards for an inch or so and then withdrew it – the sensation from the pulling out being more erotic even than that from the driving inward. My ginger hair had been plaited into two pig-tails, as usual, for cheer practice, and now Marlene gripped one in each hand as if they were the reins of a horse, and she pulled my head up and backwards, away from her lover’s breasts.
Marlene continued to work her fake cock just an inch or so inside me. “Please,” I whispered. “Just fuck me.”
“Not yet. Let’s take it slowly for your first time.”
I couldn’t believe just how wonderful it felt to have Marlene inside me. I could feel another orgasm coming. “I’m going to come.”
“Not yet.” And Marlene pulled out of me.
“No! Don’t stop,” I cried.
“Just relax,” Cathy whispered. She massaged my shoulders letting my come off my arousal. Marlene slid her fake cock up and down my slit, not wanting me to lose my arousal completely. As I caught my breath, she whispered:
“Is now, OK, honey?”
After I managed to acknowledge with a nod, she pressed the strap-on into my pussy again. I felt it press against my barrier and then Marlene pushed, splitting through my hymen in one clean firm thrust of her pelvis. I felt a small stab of pain, a brief tearing sensation, and I gave a bit of a yelp – but it was gone swiftly, leaving just a residual soreness.
I was distracted from thinking about that by the new sensations coming from Marlene’s cock pushing further, into parts of me which my fingers had never reached. All sorts of nerve-ends that I didn’t know I had were being deliciously stimulated. I felt stretched and filled in a new and unbelievably wonderful way. Then, adding another layer of pleasure to this, Cathy reached up from under me to grasp and manipulate my breasts. The sensations from all my most erogenous zones washed together, the different parts of my body no longer seemed separate but swept together in my own erotic ocean.
Marlene’s cock pistoned in and out of me, and as my arousal built I started to make a kind of hungry wailing noise, building towards an unseen destination.
“Come for me,” Marlene said breathily, “I want you to come for me. Come for me!”
The concept of her wanting to make me orgasm was so arousing that it took me close the brink, and it felt incredible. This, of course, was what she had intended and I began to gasp and moan with pleasure at each thrust. My pelvis humped up and down as Marlene built up her rhythm to a faster pace and plunged in deeper and deeper. My hips thrust back against her as she pushed into me and then I pulled forward as she withdrew almost to the dildo’s tip. There was nothing conscious or deliberate to this, it was just my body automatically responding to the sexual stimulus. I was nearing an erotic sensory overload, and I was making noises like a squalling cat, mewing as the dildo pulled backwards, moaning as the inward thrust began. It built into a cross between a yelp and a shriek as her cock found to the deepest point of my pussy.
Marlene was getting a fucking from the end of the dildo inside her, and her mounting excitement meant that she was fucking me ever more vigorously. However, she never lost control; her long experience let her sense my approaching climax. At just the perfect moment, she jerked back hard on my pigtails, arching my back and pulling my breasts upwards to give Cathy a better angle to fondle them.
She moaned “Come for me now, come with me!”
And I did, I shuddered from head to toe as I came in a massive and sustained wave of climax. My eyes were tightly closed to savor every mind-blowing second. Then I collapsed on top of Cathy, who cradled me in her arms as I took deep gasping breaths, my head whirling in a daze. Marlene’s brought herself to orgasm almost exactly as mine broke, and she gave barking shouts of “Yeah! Oh, fuck!! yeah, yeah!!” as she came as well. She dropped my pigtails and gripped my hips, mainly to keep herself from falling over on top of me. Then, with a deep sigh, she slowly withdrew the dildo from my pussy and flopped down on the bed beside Cathy and me.
After a few minutes, Cathy rolled me off her and onto my back, next to Marlene. Raising herself on one elbow, Cathy regarded both of us with an amused expression, as we lay there gasping in the throes of our post-orgasmic bliss.
She scolded us with mock-severity: “It’s all very well for you two – I still need to get off!”
Then she told me what she wanted, and excitedly I promised to try. Cathy reached into the drawer of the small bedside table and produced a long vibrator in gleaming silver. Turning it on, she handed it to me and then lay back on the bed and spread her legs. I returned to my place alongside her and reached over to press the throbbing end of the machine against her slit, rubbing it up and down its length. It seemed natural to slide it inside her pussy. After a few inches I increased the speed and rotated it inside Cathy’s pussy.
With encouraging words and sometimes noises from Cathy, I had soon worked more of it into her – in fact, there was little resistance, just enough to get me turned on by doing it. Then Cathy told me to pump it in and out of her; to start slow – then speed up – but at the end slow down again for longer and firmer strokes. I followed her advice and added a few twists and rotary motions of my own. After all, this wasn’t rocket science, and the girl’s response told you pretty quickly if you were on the right track.
As I worked over Cathy, her increasing arousal gave me a growing confidence and vigor. Cathy’s hips began to rise off the bed and return in sync with the dildo fucking I was giving her. Marlene reached around from Cathy’s other side, and began caressing and tweaking her breasts. Cathy was much more silent in love-making than either Marlene and I had been, but as I took up a faster pace, she gave one loud moan as her orgasm came. I pulled the vibrator out of her and found the switch on the base to turn it off. Then, impelled by what instinct I do not know, I bent my mouth to her pussy and licked all of her come that had seeped out, giving her further pleasure although she did not come a second time.
It was now nearly ten o’clock, and I was sticky, sweaty and smelled of sex and come. I had a quick shower in their bathroom, and Cathy towelled my hair dry and gently wiped me all over, in a way that was more gentle than sexual. I gave Marlene a lengthy kiss, and Cathy drove me to the end of the street next to mine, where we unloaded my bicycle and I got on it – we had decided, just in case nosy neighbors were looking, that I should arrive home in the usual way even if much later than usual. I stowed my bike in our garage and entered the empty and silent house. By the time my parents came home about thirty minutes later, I was in bed with the lights out – again, as usual.
What was not usual at all was how I felt and the thoughts and memories passing through my mind. There was still a bit of sore feeling inside me, but it was nothing in the balance against the pleasure that I had had – and would soon have again. I had put on my shortest skimpiest summer nightie which, because it was a year old, barely covered my hips. Under the duvet I was lying on my back, legs apart, and gently caressing my mound and fingering myself. I thought about how I had lost my virginity and was glad that I did it with a woman. As I thought about what might lie ahead of me, my arousal peaked into a gentle sleep-inducing orgasm.
For the next cheer practice I had arranged with Cathy that she would offer to give me a lift home, as she would be passing through my neighborhood. So I left with her, and she did indeed drive me home – after I had spent over two hours with her and Marlene and her at their house. Again, we sat on the sofa with Marlene and Cathy on either side of me. This time it was Marlene who slipped between my legs and removed my panties.
“Can I go down on you?” she whispered. I nodded and opened my legs.
Cathy removed my top and freed my tits. She took a nipple into her mouth as I felt Marlene gently bite my clit. She held my clit between her teeth and ran her tongue over it. The sensation was electric and had me at the edge of an orgasm in minutes. Cathy did the same with my nipple, biting it between her teeth and then running her tongue over it. I could feel my pussy clenching as my juices ran into my crack.
In our first session of foreplay the girls didn’t let me come. This time I think they were so aroused at the three of us having sex again, their own arousal had taken over. I could feel them working m over with an increasing intensity as their own arousal built. The sensations running through me were incredible.
Then Marlene slipped one finger, then another inside me while her mouth was still clamped over my clit. In and out as her fingers fucked me. And then a finger found my button. My orgasm immediately tore through me. My back went stiff, lifting me off the sofa. Come ran down my thighs. And I could only whimper as the girls continued to do me. I was sexual putty in their hands. Marlene’s finger continued to grind against my button. My hips now writhed in an erotic dance. And then another orgasm hit, just as explosive as the first.
The girls would have continued but I begged “Please stop! I can’t take any more.”
I was totally spent.
Marlene and Cathy each took one of my hands and led me to their bedroom. I could tell that each of them was as sexually excited as one could be. Marlene watched as Cathy again climbed onto the bed and laid on her back, motioning me to join her. She pulled me up and we kissed for a long time. Then she pushed my head down and hiked up her skirt. She was wearing sheer black panties. Her pussy juices had already seeped through them.
“Do you want to go down on me?” she whispered. I nodded; it would be the first time I went down on a girl.
“Leave my panties on.”
“Oh, my god” I thought to myself; “I’ve watched this so many times as I masturbated.” I was so very aroused.
I slid Cathy’s skirt a bit higher and for the first time saw a girl’s pussy up close. Her panties were so sheer that I could see her pussy lips beneath the curls of her trimmed bush. It glistened with her juices, and the smell of sex was intoxicatingly erotic. I kissed Cathy’s thighs, letting my mouth work up to her pussy gradually. As I reached the hem of her panties, I stopped and began to suck harder on the flesh of her thigh as I softly bit it. Cathy knew what I was up to.
“Are you marking me?”
“I want you to remember that yours is the first pussy I have gone down on.”
“Are you going to do me?”
I nodded “When I’m done.”
After another minute I leaned back to admire what I had done. Next to the hem of her panties was a dark blue welt. It was a sign of erotic arousal.
I pressed a finger into her slit pushing the fabric of her panties against her slit. Cathy was so wet her juices oozed through her panty fabric. I dipped my mouth in and got my first taste of another girl’s pussy. Sweetness greeted me. I found Cathy’s clit and sucked it into my mouth using her panties for friction. Cathy’s hips started to writhe, and I was so excited I reached between my legs and began to finger my own pussy and felt my juices running down my thighs.
“Take my panties off,” Cathy whispered, lifting her hips as I pulled them down her thigh and off.
“Can you come?” “Oh god yes.”
Cathy’s pussy was gorgeous. Perfect outer lips with her clit peeking from its hood. Remembering Marlene’s mouth on my clit, I did the same to Cathy, sucking her erect clit between my teeth and then flicking it with my tongue. Cathy’s legs twitched each time I flicked her clit and her breathing became raspy. As I slipped a finger inside Cathy, her orgasm hit. Her breath caught and her body stiffened. I could feel her come seeping onto my hand. A deep moan came as her orgasm passed. Cathy reached down and pulled me up to kiss me.
And then I felt Marlene behind me. She lifted my hips so I was on my knees. I felt her fake cock slip between my pussy lips, lubing it for entering me. Then I felt her finger rimming my rosebud. A stream of lube landed on my back and ran down my crack. She was going to fuck my ass!
“Marlene, no! I’ve never …” “Shhhh …”
A finger pushed against my rim. “Relax.” I felt more pressure and then my ring gave way and Marlene’s finger entered me. She moved her finger around to lube me for her cock. She withdrew her finger and I felt her cock at the entrance, pushing. Her hands spread my cheeks and another push opened my ring and her cock entered me. She pushed a bit further and stopped, letting me become adjusted to her inside me. I expected pain, but it was a sense of being full that I felt.
“Are you okay?” Marlene asked.
I nodded “Just go slow?”
Marlene began to work her cock, fucking my ass. Then I felt Cathy’s hand slide down my stomach, finding my pussy. She began to work over my clit as Marlene picked up her tempo. The feeling, while new, was incredible. Marlene now held me by my hip as her fake cock was now sinking deep inside me. Cathy worked my clit and the combination took my breath away. Cathy began kissing my neck and I knew I was going to come soon. A tongue entered my ear followed by Cathy’s hot breath and my body just let go. A different orgasm overwhelmed me, from deep inside me. As I collapsed, Marlene’s cock popped out of my ass and I fell onto Cathy, who just held me.
Marlene joined Cathy and me, gently rubbing my back.
“Ellen, it’s Friday; can you spend the night with us?” she asked.
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