Amanda Takes Suzie's Virginity
My college roommate Amanda and I lived off campus in a small cottage. About a month ago our relationship changed.
Amanda thought that she had the house to herself for the weekend. This was an entirely reasonable assumption because I was supposed to spend the weekend with my girlfriends from high school at a cabin in the Smoky Mountains. It was a three-hour drive to get to this, and we were more than halfway there when news came through that because of a forest fire the park was closing for safety reasons. Our weekend would have to be postponed, and my friends dropped me off at the end of my street, early on Saturday instead of Sunday evening. I hadn’t taken a cellphone with me so Amanda knew nothing about my early return.
I had my own key and let myself into the house quietly, disappointed about the cancelled trip. I put my bag down in the hall and then looked into the living room. There were clothes scattered across the floor. Amanda can be so messy sometimes! I automatically began to gather them up; while doing so, I realized that there were two pairs of panties and two bras – and one of them, an unfamiliar black lacy affair, was not Amanda’s size. Amanda was already a 30B bra size (we often shared), while this garment was a much smaller 28B. There was a skirt as well as a pair of shorts, and a prettily-patterned camisole top that I didn’t recognize as anything from Amanda’s wardrobe.
Maybe I would have put these facts together anyway – but I didn’t need to, for it was at that point that I heard the sounds from upstairs, from Amanda’s room. There were moans and sudden gasping cries, and then a voice shrieked out:
‘I’m coming ... aaaahh! Fuck it!, I’m coming! ... make me come, make me!!’
Without stopping to think, I ran upstairs and pulled open her bedroom door, to find a shocking surprise. Amanda was lying on her back on her bed – completely naked, and another naked girl on top of her. The other girl was face down and the other way round, in a classic 69 position. I immediately recognized the head buried between Amanda’s thighs, with her mouth pressed firmly against Amanda’s pussy. It was our classmate, Chrissy. Her knees were placed on either side of Amanda’s head with her pussy pressing on Amanda’s face. Amanda was engrossed in eating Chrissy’s pussy. It must have been good from the moans and cries from Chrissy. I bumped into a chair and it was Chrissy who sensed my presence first. She ceased her oral onslaught on Amanda’s pussy and raised her head, wide-eyed and startled.
“Oh, shit!” she gasped. “Amanda – look who’s home!”
I stood at the foot of Amanda’s bed, dressed in a skirt and a tight cotton shirt, gazing open-mouthed at the entwined lovers. I was taken aback by what I saw, and yet somehow not deeply shocked or shaken by it. Chrissy sheepishly smiled as she got up from the bed. For a second my eyes rested on her slim form, registering the neatly-trimmed dark hair around her pussy and her small but shapely breasts – I noticed how stiffly erect her nipples were, and quickly glanced away with a flustered feeling. My gaze switched to my lovely roommate, now revealed in a completely new way. Amanda was still sprawled on her back, her erect tits jutting upwards, her legs wide apart and her putty parted – wet with her come. I realized with a jolt of surprise that her pussy was completely clean shaven – I didn’t know that she had done that! My eye was irresistibly drawn to her moist pussy, and it gave me a strange feeling in my stomach. I had never seen Amanda like this before, as a freshly fucked roommate.
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I should pause for a moment to tell you more about us. My name is Susan, but I am Suzie to my family and friends. At this time, I had just turned 19. Amanda and I had been roommates for only a few months. I rather idolized her. There was less than a year between us; she was few weeks short of turning 20. We are both very pretty – we have smooth clear pale complexions and well-proportioned features with large dark brown eyes that match our rich glossy chestnut hair, we are rather taller than average (Amanda is five feet ten inches; I was two inches shorter than her. My body had developed nicely; my narrow waist accentuated the flare of my hips and my pertly rounded ass, and eyes were drawn to the thrust of my slightly conical breasts and puffy nipples.
Amanda and I were very similar in appearance – most who saw us thought we were sisters – although my hair is curlier than Amanda’s and I keep it shorter, trimmed to collar length while Amanda’s fans out gloriously over her shoulders and down her back. At this time we looked that bit older and more mature for our ages. When I got to college and met her I suddenly realized that we looked like young women, glowing with vitality and promise.
My figure drew a lot of attention from the boys at my high school. In fact, much more than I wanted and it made me rather uncomfortable; I knew how they hoped any date would end, I wasn’t keen on having sex with guys. The idea just gave me So, word got around and I never attracted, or wanted, for that matter, a definite “boyfriend”. I did much prefer and feel more relaxed in the company of my own sex.
I also drew interest from some of the girls, which I was more comfortable with. My interest was piqued by the interest I got from one of my closest friends, Nicky. There was just something in the way that she looked at me sometimes, particularly when we were changing for gym class or softball practice. She was second-generation Japanese-American, with a pretty face and dark almond-shaped eyes, and long sleek straight jet-black hair. Nicky was close to my height but had a more slender build with a boyish figure: a narrow flat pelvis and slim hips, and tiny AA cup breasts. I did notice when we were naked in the locker room that her nipples were quite prominent. When we were alone, particularly at her house, she had recently started to talk about wanting to experiment sexually. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant by this but her persistence was making me curious as well.
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Amanda sat up on her bed, looking at me at first, in a rather stricken and guilty way, and then more thoughtfully. She got up and took me gently by the arm, leading me unresistingly to sit down on the bed next to her, nodding to Chrissy to sit on my other side. My mind was in a whirl; I did not know what to think or say, but I felt curiously excited about catching her having sex with another girl. Amanda smiled at me gently and lovingly, put an arm comfortingly around my waist, and said:
“Suzie, it’s OK,” then she added: “I’m sorry you were surprised, and found out this way – I guess I should have found a way to tell you before now, I have really been meaning to.”
Looking at both of them I stammered: ‘Tell me what?’
Amanda came straight to the point, in her usual clear and direct way: ‘That I’m a lesbian, and that Chrissy and I are lovers; we have been for some time – but it must stay our secret.”
I swallowed my surprise, which was somehow not all that great, and nodded my agreement. Amanda looked relieved, and then she added, rather wistfully: “Do you mind ... have I let you down in some way?”
“No,” I whispered. “Actually, I’m a bit envious. I think I’ve known for a while that I was really into girls, but I didn’t have the courage to do anything about it. I must admit that I was quite aroused to see the two of you making love.”
I smiled shakily at Amanda, and she and Chrissy looked much happier. Amanda exhaled a deep breath and leaned her head against mine for a moment.
Amanda gave me a swift fierce hug, and then looked me up and down, with quite a different light in her eyes. She ran a hand gently through my curly mop of hair, and exchanged a look with Chrissy, who then began gently to massage my back.
After a few seconds, Amanda spoke again, with a new husky tone in her voice that I had never heard before: “If you are into girls, you don’t know what you’re missing – I want to show you, we’ll show you.”
I was surprised and rather shocked, and turned towards her to make some sort of protest, although I was intrigued by what they had in mind. But before I could utter a word, she kissed me on the lips, in a way that I had never been kissed before: sensually, passionately, hungrily, like lovers do. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, and – almost automatically – I responded. With a jolt of shock, I felt her hands cupping my breasts, fondling and softly squeezing them through my shirt and my cotton bra beneath. And I realized that my nipples were hardening in arousal. My God, I thought, a girl is making out with me, and I’m turned on by it!
I felt Chrissy’s fingers unbutton my shirt, open it and pull it away down my arms, revealing my firm breasts in my plain white bra. I gasped as Amanda slid a hand inside the bra cup and scooped out the breast nearer to her, and seconds later Chrissy did the same with the other, tugging the bra strap off my shoulder to dangle at the side. I was transfixed as the two of them bent their heads in unison, each taking one of my nipples into her mouth and then, after a quick lick around it, sucking hard. During all of this, I made no protest and offered no resistance of any kind. I was just entranced at the attention I was receiving.
As Amanda and Chrissy nuzzled my breasts, I gasped with the waves of arousal that coursed through me. I whimpered in pleasure. My head went back, arching my back. To keep my balance, my legs parted almost instinctively, and in an instant Amanda undid the button and zipper at the side of my skirt. Amanda shifted her position, dropping off the bed to kneel in front of me. She pulled the skirt down over my hips and away in one firm motion. Then I realized how far this was going. Amanda slipped her fingers under the waistband of my panties and looked up at me, silently asking for permission. I nodded. Amanda slowly peeled my panties down my thighs. I thought that this was the very first time my panties had been removed by someone other than me. I shivered as I felt my pussy begin to juice. I didn’t remember ever being so sexually excited.
Amanda slipped my white panties down my legs and I lifted my feet so he could remove them. Amanda looked up at me with lust in her eyes and then spread my knees wide apart with gentle but authoritative pressure.
She licked her lips and said “Your pussy is gorgeous and waiting for me.”
I glanced downwards, and with a flush of embarrassment saw that my pussy lips were engorged and visibly jutting out, spread open from my open legs. Amanda gazed at my pussy with a expression of hot desire. Then she looked me straight in the eyes.
“Oh, Suzie; I often thought about this as I watched you naked. I’ve longed for us to be together like this,” she breathed softly.
Amanda stroked my pussy with her fingertips, tracing around the sides and then as I gasped and shuddered up and down my slit. Her fingers parted my pussy lips, giving me the most wonderful tingling feeling all over. Chrissy moved behind me on the bed and cradled my erotically limp body. She unsnapped my bra and removed it, and I felt her naked breasts and hard firm nipples pressing against my bare back. She reached round to my front and took both my breasts in her hands, kneading their flesh and gently stroking my tits, which were more sensitive than I had ever known before.
I gave a sudden cry; Amanda had brought her mouth down onto my pussy, sliding her tongue along and then running the tip of it along my pussy-slit. “Fuck, Amanda’s tongue was inside me!” my mind raced. She pushed her tongue in further, and then licked up and down, so slowly and sensuously that I thought I was going to faint. My stomach was full of butterflies, my pulse was racing and sweat broke out on my brow. I just couldn’t believe it – my gorgeous roommate was eating out my pussy – and I was loving every second of it!
Amanda’s tongue caressed the rim of my pussy, but she was careful not to probe too hard or deep. She knew that I was still a virgin – I had shared all my confidences with her. And she knew that had no interest in losing it with a boy. And it was then, as she was going down on me, the realization hit me – if I didn’t want a penis inside me, I was probably a lesbian. And that explained all my sexual reluctance. I suddenly felt free, as if I had shed a burden that I had not even known I was bearing.
My acquiescence in what Amanda was doing to me, and my obvious arousal in response to her sexual advances was also a great relief to Amanda. Now she no longer had to hide her sexuality from me. Amanda was now riding a wave of sexual thrills, and she had the confidence to seduce me and bring me along the lesbian path. I was in no doubt now that this was what was happening; my roommate and I were becoming lovers and embarking on a new dimension to our relationship, and I was just as eager to cross that threshold as she was.
I closed my eyes, savoring the unbelievably erotic sensations that Amanda’s tongue was causing. I rested one hand on the back of her head, pulling her face closer into my pussy. Suddenly, she found my clitoris and nibbled it with her teeth. The stimulus overwhelmed me – the combination of Chrissy’s attentions to my breasts and Amanda’s tongue in my pussy took me in a rush. I gave a high-pitched cry as I was wracked by an explosive, shuddering orgasm – my first ever true one, caused by a lover. It was so much more satisfying than the pleasure I got from masturbating. It was profoundly moving, leaving me gasping for breath and floundering in waves of lust and emotion, as the tidal wave of my orgasm engulfed me and then broke, ebbing slowly away.
Amanda raised her face from between my open thighs, her eyes shining with love and excitement, and I grabbed her chin and drew her face to mine, kissing her fiercely.
“Oh my god, that was wonderful, that was so lovely!” I gushed, still miles high.
Then a new and startling thought burst upon me like a lightning flash of revelation. Before I could lose my nerve, I just knew that I had to follow my instinct, and that led in only one direction. To Amanda’s delight – and I heard Chrissy give a gasp of erotic surprise from behind me – I told her that I wanted to go down on her -- to eat her pussy and make her come.
We exchanged places, smiling at each other in erotic excitement. Amanda sat on the bed next to her lover, who was watching saucer-eyed. I noticed Chrissy give a little shake of her head, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing. I squatted on my haunches in front of my roommate, admiring her body and her erect breasts with an entirely new appreciation. After just a momentary hesitation, I put one hand on each of her knees and pressed her legs wider apart. I slowly ran my hands up the inside of her thighs until they reached the soft flesh on either side of her pussy. I massaged her gently there for a few seconds, and Amanda half-closed her eyes, giving me a sultry “Fuck Me” look from under her lashes. I stroked her outer lips, and parted them to find the pink, moister inner lips, eliciting a shiver of delighted anticipation from my roommate. I was fascinated by the orchid-flower opening of her pussy and desire was overcoming the last barriers of inhibition – I was about to fuck another girl!
I brought my mouth forward onto Amanda’s pussy, smelled her sexual scent, and tasting her sweat and the pussy-juice that had seeped from her pussy. I began to run my tongue along her cleft and Amanda started to make a rumbling noise in her throat – really, it sounded a lot like a cat purring in pleasure. The sign that I was having some effect emboldened me, and I became more definite in my oral probing, pushing me face hard against her mound. Her lips parted easily as my fingers opened her to give my tongue easier access.
“Your fingers … use your fingers,” her raspy voice whispered.
I wasn’t sure how many to use; I was afraid of hurting her. So I just used the index finger of my right hand like a rod, while still using my left hand to spread her slit further apart. My tongue delved deeper into the widening valley.
I could be much bolder than she had been with my pussy, for I knew that Amanda wasn’t a virgin. Amanda managed to get a vibrator from somewhere, I never knew quite how. She began using it on herself, but a couple of weeks later went too far and she broke her hymen. She told me all about this a week or two after it happened, not indicating then whether it was an accident or on purpose. What she did not tell me at that time, but did after our sex, was that the vibrator had been wielded by Chrissy, and that it was done deliberately. That night, they had resolved to take each other’s virginity.
So I pushed my tongue and finger as deeply into Amanda’s pussy as I could. Her breasts quivered in response to my penetrations, and without thinking I reached up with my other hand and groped them, pulling on each nipple in turn, back and forth. While I was focused on fucking Amanda, I sensed rather than saw Chrissy ease herself off the bed and come round to kneel behind me. I felt her stiff nipples against my back, and her hand came over my thighs and between my legs, gently stroking my mound and carefully probing my slit. While she did this, she kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders, nibbling on them in a most arousing way. I wondered briefly if she did that to Amanda, and felt a pang of jealousy – and then realized that of course she did, and a whole lot more.
I don’t think it was any great expertise on my part that brought Amanda rapidly to a mighty climax. It was the amazing thrill of having me as her lover, of finally having her roommate naked between her thighs, feasting on her pussy, gazing up at her with my mouth full of her pussy and my eyes staring adoringly at her, hot sexual desire burning in my eyes.
As I worked her pussy Amanda’s legs began to twitch.
“I’m so close; just don’t stop.”
Amanda climaxed, with much noise and wild abandon. Then she noticed what her lover was doing behind and underneath me, and warned Chrissy to go cautiously because I was still a virgin. I knew then, just as she said those words, what I wanted most of all. I looked Amanda straight in the face and said softly that I did not want to be a virgin any longer, and – even more than that – I wanted her to take me, I wanted her to be my first.
My statement really shook her – and it rocked her world, as well! I had completely surprised her with this, she had never thought or expected such a thing – she was utterly thrilled and incredibly turned on by the idea. She asked me several times if I really meant it, if I was sure about this, and I had to reassure her that I was quite certain about it. Amanda kissed me on the forehead and told me that I was giving her a real privilege. It was something amazingly special to share and that neither of us would ever forget this and that it would bind us even more closely together. I just nodded and gazed up at her adoringly, admiring the sway and jut of her small breasts and the prominence of her stiff nipples.
Amanda disappeared for a moment and came back with two large soft bath-towels, which she unfolded on the floor of her bedroom and then laid me down on top of them. Chrissy stretched out on the bed, looking down on me and eager to enjoy the erotic act that was about to happen. Amanda began with some gentle and very arousing foreplay, kissing my face, ears and neck, while her fingers trailed over my torso, tracing around my breasts and then creeping down across my flat stomach. I felt so comfortable and so relaxed – there was no apprehension at all. My arms lay at my sides, and in response to her caresses I spread my legs apart, offering my pussy for her pleasure.
Amanda brought her lips to my breasts, slowly sucking and nibbling on my tits, as her hands slipped lower. I gave a gasp of anticipation as I felt one of her hands slide down my crotch to cup my pussy mound and then rub along my slit. I spread my legs even wider – as far apart as I could – and in a low murmur I begged her to fuck me, to take my virginity. My soft pleadings aroused Amanda even more, and I heard a gasp from Chrissy and her voice adding encouragement, telling Amanda to go for it, to do me.
My sister slipped the tips of two fingers into my crack, which was well-lubricated from my new arousal, and she ran them up and down its length, teasing my labia further apart. Then her head moved lower, and for the second time her agile tongue probed my pussy, tasting my juices and pressing against my trembling pussy walls. This time there was no shock of surprise, no reluctance or uncertainty – I knew that I wanted this so much, the amazing sexual sensations, the body-shaking thrills, and most of all the intimate closeness of Amanda’s warm, naked and erotic body. I gave a sobbing cry and arched my back, pushing my pussy up against her mouth – passionately hungry for her to devour me!
I didn’t how she would do me – I didn’t have a plan but figured Amanda was experienced and would know what to do. She withdrew her mouth from my pussy and rocked back onto her haunches. I was about to utter a protest but she smiled and put a finger to my lips in the universal signal for silence. She rose to her feet and went across to her desk and retrieved an oblong cardboard box. She turned to me and with a flourish produced a strap-on plastic dildo! I had no idea that she possessed a strap-on and gasped in amazement. Later she confessed that she had acquired it only a month ago. Since then, she and Chrissy had used it a few times when they were safe from discovery.
“But now,” Amanda said with a smile, as she buckled the harness straps in place, “we’ll inaugurate it in a very special way!”
It was the first time I had seen a strap-on other than in porn videos. Amanda’s seemed huge – not just the length, but it was really thick, or so it seemed to the virgin me at that time. I now know that it was average in size, although that still means big when you are dealing with a virgin. Amanda saw the wrinkle of concern in my expression, and hastened to reassure me that it wouldn’t hurt, that she would be careful, and that she and Chrissy had found they could take it all the way without difficulty, as long as you were loosened up a bit first – as she had just done with me, so that now I was ready for it.
Was I? Well, I was certainly slick down there, and I realized that my pussy was also partly open: my lips were pink and distended revealing my entrance. Amanda inserted her forefinger and moved it in a circular motion, widening the gap even more, and I moaned as waves of lust radiated through me.
Amanda knelt between my widespread legs again, her plastic cock pointing at my pussy. She moved forwards until the knob of the dildo was rubbing against the entrance of my pussy and just beginning to push its way into my opening. Then she paused.
Amanda looked me in the eye, and my deliberate nod of assent was all the confirmation that she needed. With her pelvis poised above mine, she arched her spine and moved her hips downwards. This transferred her weight to the tip of the dildo which rested against my pussy and began to push it inside me slowly but firmly.
It entered me, inch by inch. I gave a series of little shudders, each of them accompanied by a kind of barking cry – these were not protests, but releases of the tension that had built up in me. Before the dildo reached my hymen, Amanda pivoted her hips the other way and pulled it backwards – leaving unbelievably erotic sensations in its wake. Almost at once, she pushed it in again, sinking a little deeper each time.
Now, a strange feeling of pressure was the sign that the knob of the dildo had pushed up against my hymen – ready to breach it. My breath was coming in strained shallow pants, and my face must have had a fixed expression – but it was just one of concentration, not of fear or distress.
Amanda paused again, and her eyes searched my face. I gazed up at my roommate, and without a moment’s doubt said what I wanted in the way that, somehow, instinctively, I knew would turn her on the most:
“Just fuck me,” I begged, low and clear.
Amanda’s eyes took on a glazed expression as she heard my erotic demand. Then she thrust her hips downwards in a single fluid motion. There was a moment of intense pressure, a much shorter – and very briefly painful – feeling of tearing, and then the dildo pushed in even further. I closed my eyes, absorbing all the sensations.
My voice cried out “yes!! yes!!” mingled with pleas to go harder and deeper.
Amanda hardly needed any encouragement; she pressed the dildo further into me, entering the deepest part of me – the virgin part of me. It felt strange because it was so unfamiliar, and yet it also seemed quite right and natural. Amanda worked her cock a couple of inches further inwards, and then, just as she met more rigid resistance, she withdrew it for almost its full length, paused to heighten my anticipation, and twisted her hips and pushed it back in again. This time it drove a little further into me, sending jolts of intense sensation through my whole body. I became both looser and wetter, with juices oozing from my pussy as my arousal built, which eased the dildo’s penetration. Amanda now began a regular rhythm of penetration and withdrawal, gradually increasing the tempo, and my hips began to counter-thrust in response.
“Oh my god, this is so hot – just awesome, awesome!” I heard Chrissy moaning from the bed.
Amanda’s lover was watching us open-mouthed, taking the erotic scene in like it was a dream come true (Chrissy later explained to me that she had always thought I was a sexy chick, and for quite some time she had had fantasies about Amanda fucking me). With one hand, Chrissy was squeezing her own breast, pulling forcefully on her nipple, while the other was between her thighs, flitting along her pussy and rubbing frantically on her clit. Her gaze never left the amazing vision of Amanda spearing the pussy of her roommate with a strap-on dildo -- taking her virginity. Chrissy’s increasingly louder and more ragged gasps and pants of arousal as she masturbated herself while watching us became the background soundtrack to me losing my virginity. Near to the end, Chrissy got so carried away that she nearly fell off the bed which was almost immediately succeeded by a burst of staccato shrieks as she came. She also told me later it was the most intense orgasm she had ever had, better even than the first time Amanda had fucked her with that same strap-on cock.
I was already consumed by a blaze of passion and desire, when Amanda administered what was literally the final touch. Bracing her weight on just one arm, she reached down with her other hand between our bodies and found my pussy. She had no difficulty in locating her intended target – my clitoris, now excitedly erect and sensitive. While the flexing of Amanda’s pelvis continued to work her fake cock in and out of my pussy, her nimble fingers began vigorously rubbing my clit. The two things fused together into one unbelievable torrent of sexual pleasure, and I began to quake and tremble as my orgasm began to wash over me. I gave a series of short high-pitched yells as my first-ever penetrating fuck took me to a breath-taking climax, after which I subsided into shuddering post-orgasmic gasps.
Above me, Amanda’s back was rigid and her eyes tightly closed, and she gave a long moan as she came as well. I didn’t know this at that point, but there was a cleverly designed ridge and small nub on the inside of the strap-on’s front section, which slipped into the wearer’s slit and rubbed against her clitoris with every thrust that she made. With a sigh of satisfied pleasure, Amanda let her weight come down on top of me, her breasts pillowing on mine, and she gave me a long, lingering, loving kiss.
After a couple of minutes, Amanda slowly withdrew the dildo with which she had taken my virginity. I glanced downwards in curiosity to see it slide out of me. I had a momentary queasy feeling when I saw a streak of red at the tip and partly on one side – my blood, from when my hymen had been broken. Amanda unbuckled the strap-on and took it away to the bathroom to clean it later, and she came back with a damp cloth and a box of tissues, which she used to wipe gently around my pussy. Then I shifted round to lean my back against the side of Amanda’s bed, and she came and sat next to me, a companionable arm around my shoulders as I leaned against her warm soft body. Behind us, on the bed, Chrissy rolled over onto her side and moved to lie behind us, so that Amanda’s head was resting against Chrissy’s breasts.
The three of us chatted for a while about nothing very particular, while Chrissy ran her fingers through our hair and massaged our necks and shoulders. It became clear that Amanda and her lover had been anticipating for quite some time the opportunities that would be provided by this weekend when they could (as they had thought) have the house entirely and privately to themselves, and had a pretty hot agenda lined up. They were sweetly reassuring that I had not spoiled things for them, especially now that I had discovered lesbian sex as well. Even so, I was conscious that my return had disrupted their plans, and when all is said and done, three is an awkward number – it couldn’t be threesome fun all the time.
It only took me a few seconds after realising this to decide what to do about it. I announced that I would like to ask a friend to stay the weekend with me, if that was OK with them. Chrissy looked a bit uncertain at first because she was concerned about keeping her relationship with Amanda confidential. However, when Amanda enthusiastically took up the idea, saying that it would be great fun as long as it was someone who would be cool about the situation and discreet, her lover nodded agreement as well. Then, as if Amanda had read my mind (and we are very often on the same wavelength in this sort of way), she laughed and said that I must ask Nicky. This had been my intention as well, but I asked her why she thought that. Amanda gave a snort of amusement:
“Because she’s got the hots for you, big time! I can tell that just from how she looks at you. Give her a call, and I bet you she’ll be over here like a rocket, in fact she probably won’t even bother putting any panties on!”
I thought for a moment, and then I had no more doubts or hesitations about what I wanted. I went out to the phone and dialed Nicky’s number and my cute Asian friend’s soft voice came on the line.
Amanda thought that she had the house to herself for the weekend. This was an entirely reasonable assumption because I was supposed to spend the weekend with my girlfriends from high school at a cabin in the Smoky Mountains. It was a three-hour drive to get to this, and we were more than halfway there when news came through that because of a forest fire the park was closing for safety reasons. Our weekend would have to be postponed, and my friends dropped me off at the end of my street, early on Saturday instead of Sunday evening. I hadn’t taken a cellphone with me so Amanda knew nothing about my early return.
I had my own key and let myself into the house quietly, disappointed about the cancelled trip. I put my bag down in the hall and then looked into the living room. There were clothes scattered across the floor. Amanda can be so messy sometimes! I automatically began to gather them up; while doing so, I realized that there were two pairs of panties and two bras – and one of them, an unfamiliar black lacy affair, was not Amanda’s size. Amanda was already a 30B bra size (we often shared), while this garment was a much smaller 28B. There was a skirt as well as a pair of shorts, and a prettily-patterned camisole top that I didn’t recognize as anything from Amanda’s wardrobe.
Maybe I would have put these facts together anyway – but I didn’t need to, for it was at that point that I heard the sounds from upstairs, from Amanda’s room. There were moans and sudden gasping cries, and then a voice shrieked out:
‘I’m coming ... aaaahh! Fuck it!, I’m coming! ... make me come, make me!!’
Without stopping to think, I ran upstairs and pulled open her bedroom door, to find a shocking surprise. Amanda was lying on her back on her bed – completely naked, and another naked girl on top of her. The other girl was face down and the other way round, in a classic 69 position. I immediately recognized the head buried between Amanda’s thighs, with her mouth pressed firmly against Amanda’s pussy. It was our classmate, Chrissy. Her knees were placed on either side of Amanda’s head with her pussy pressing on Amanda’s face. Amanda was engrossed in eating Chrissy’s pussy. It must have been good from the moans and cries from Chrissy. I bumped into a chair and it was Chrissy who sensed my presence first. She ceased her oral onslaught on Amanda’s pussy and raised her head, wide-eyed and startled.
“Oh, shit!” she gasped. “Amanda – look who’s home!”
I stood at the foot of Amanda’s bed, dressed in a skirt and a tight cotton shirt, gazing open-mouthed at the entwined lovers. I was taken aback by what I saw, and yet somehow not deeply shocked or shaken by it. Chrissy sheepishly smiled as she got up from the bed. For a second my eyes rested on her slim form, registering the neatly-trimmed dark hair around her pussy and her small but shapely breasts – I noticed how stiffly erect her nipples were, and quickly glanced away with a flustered feeling. My gaze switched to my lovely roommate, now revealed in a completely new way. Amanda was still sprawled on her back, her erect tits jutting upwards, her legs wide apart and her putty parted – wet with her come. I realized with a jolt of surprise that her pussy was completely clean shaven – I didn’t know that she had done that! My eye was irresistibly drawn to her moist pussy, and it gave me a strange feeling in my stomach. I had never seen Amanda like this before, as a freshly fucked roommate.
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I should pause for a moment to tell you more about us. My name is Susan, but I am Suzie to my family and friends. At this time, I had just turned 19. Amanda and I had been roommates for only a few months. I rather idolized her. There was less than a year between us; she was few weeks short of turning 20. We are both very pretty – we have smooth clear pale complexions and well-proportioned features with large dark brown eyes that match our rich glossy chestnut hair, we are rather taller than average (Amanda is five feet ten inches; I was two inches shorter than her. My body had developed nicely; my narrow waist accentuated the flare of my hips and my pertly rounded ass, and eyes were drawn to the thrust of my slightly conical breasts and puffy nipples.
Amanda and I were very similar in appearance – most who saw us thought we were sisters – although my hair is curlier than Amanda’s and I keep it shorter, trimmed to collar length while Amanda’s fans out gloriously over her shoulders and down her back. At this time we looked that bit older and more mature for our ages. When I got to college and met her I suddenly realized that we looked like young women, glowing with vitality and promise.
My figure drew a lot of attention from the boys at my high school. In fact, much more than I wanted and it made me rather uncomfortable; I knew how they hoped any date would end, I wasn’t keen on having sex with guys. The idea just gave me So, word got around and I never attracted, or wanted, for that matter, a definite “boyfriend”. I did much prefer and feel more relaxed in the company of my own sex.
I also drew interest from some of the girls, which I was more comfortable with. My interest was piqued by the interest I got from one of my closest friends, Nicky. There was just something in the way that she looked at me sometimes, particularly when we were changing for gym class or softball practice. She was second-generation Japanese-American, with a pretty face and dark almond-shaped eyes, and long sleek straight jet-black hair. Nicky was close to my height but had a more slender build with a boyish figure: a narrow flat pelvis and slim hips, and tiny AA cup breasts. I did notice when we were naked in the locker room that her nipples were quite prominent. When we were alone, particularly at her house, she had recently started to talk about wanting to experiment sexually. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant by this but her persistence was making me curious as well.
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Amanda sat up on her bed, looking at me at first, in a rather stricken and guilty way, and then more thoughtfully. She got up and took me gently by the arm, leading me unresistingly to sit down on the bed next to her, nodding to Chrissy to sit on my other side. My mind was in a whirl; I did not know what to think or say, but I felt curiously excited about catching her having sex with another girl. Amanda smiled at me gently and lovingly, put an arm comfortingly around my waist, and said:
“Suzie, it’s OK,” then she added: “I’m sorry you were surprised, and found out this way – I guess I should have found a way to tell you before now, I have really been meaning to.”
Looking at both of them I stammered: ‘Tell me what?’
Amanda came straight to the point, in her usual clear and direct way: ‘That I’m a lesbian, and that Chrissy and I are lovers; we have been for some time – but it must stay our secret.”
I swallowed my surprise, which was somehow not all that great, and nodded my agreement. Amanda looked relieved, and then she added, rather wistfully: “Do you mind ... have I let you down in some way?”
“No,” I whispered. “Actually, I’m a bit envious. I think I’ve known for a while that I was really into girls, but I didn’t have the courage to do anything about it. I must admit that I was quite aroused to see the two of you making love.”
I smiled shakily at Amanda, and she and Chrissy looked much happier. Amanda exhaled a deep breath and leaned her head against mine for a moment.
Amanda gave me a swift fierce hug, and then looked me up and down, with quite a different light in her eyes. She ran a hand gently through my curly mop of hair, and exchanged a look with Chrissy, who then began gently to massage my back.
After a few seconds, Amanda spoke again, with a new husky tone in her voice that I had never heard before: “If you are into girls, you don’t know what you’re missing – I want to show you, we’ll show you.”
I was surprised and rather shocked, and turned towards her to make some sort of protest, although I was intrigued by what they had in mind. But before I could utter a word, she kissed me on the lips, in a way that I had never been kissed before: sensually, passionately, hungrily, like lovers do. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, and – almost automatically – I responded. With a jolt of shock, I felt her hands cupping my breasts, fondling and softly squeezing them through my shirt and my cotton bra beneath. And I realized that my nipples were hardening in arousal. My God, I thought, a girl is making out with me, and I’m turned on by it!
I felt Chrissy’s fingers unbutton my shirt, open it and pull it away down my arms, revealing my firm breasts in my plain white bra. I gasped as Amanda slid a hand inside the bra cup and scooped out the breast nearer to her, and seconds later Chrissy did the same with the other, tugging the bra strap off my shoulder to dangle at the side. I was transfixed as the two of them bent their heads in unison, each taking one of my nipples into her mouth and then, after a quick lick around it, sucking hard. During all of this, I made no protest and offered no resistance of any kind. I was just entranced at the attention I was receiving.
As Amanda and Chrissy nuzzled my breasts, I gasped with the waves of arousal that coursed through me. I whimpered in pleasure. My head went back, arching my back. To keep my balance, my legs parted almost instinctively, and in an instant Amanda undid the button and zipper at the side of my skirt. Amanda shifted her position, dropping off the bed to kneel in front of me. She pulled the skirt down over my hips and away in one firm motion. Then I realized how far this was going. Amanda slipped her fingers under the waistband of my panties and looked up at me, silently asking for permission. I nodded. Amanda slowly peeled my panties down my thighs. I thought that this was the very first time my panties had been removed by someone other than me. I shivered as I felt my pussy begin to juice. I didn’t remember ever being so sexually excited.
Amanda slipped my white panties down my legs and I lifted my feet so he could remove them. Amanda looked up at me with lust in her eyes and then spread my knees wide apart with gentle but authoritative pressure.
She licked her lips and said “Your pussy is gorgeous and waiting for me.”
I glanced downwards, and with a flush of embarrassment saw that my pussy lips were engorged and visibly jutting out, spread open from my open legs. Amanda gazed at my pussy with a expression of hot desire. Then she looked me straight in the eyes.
“Oh, Suzie; I often thought about this as I watched you naked. I’ve longed for us to be together like this,” she breathed softly.
Amanda stroked my pussy with her fingertips, tracing around the sides and then as I gasped and shuddered up and down my slit. Her fingers parted my pussy lips, giving me the most wonderful tingling feeling all over. Chrissy moved behind me on the bed and cradled my erotically limp body. She unsnapped my bra and removed it, and I felt her naked breasts and hard firm nipples pressing against my bare back. She reached round to my front and took both my breasts in her hands, kneading their flesh and gently stroking my tits, which were more sensitive than I had ever known before.
I gave a sudden cry; Amanda had brought her mouth down onto my pussy, sliding her tongue along and then running the tip of it along my pussy-slit. “Fuck, Amanda’s tongue was inside me!” my mind raced. She pushed her tongue in further, and then licked up and down, so slowly and sensuously that I thought I was going to faint. My stomach was full of butterflies, my pulse was racing and sweat broke out on my brow. I just couldn’t believe it – my gorgeous roommate was eating out my pussy – and I was loving every second of it!
Amanda’s tongue caressed the rim of my pussy, but she was careful not to probe too hard or deep. She knew that I was still a virgin – I had shared all my confidences with her. And she knew that had no interest in losing it with a boy. And it was then, as she was going down on me, the realization hit me – if I didn’t want a penis inside me, I was probably a lesbian. And that explained all my sexual reluctance. I suddenly felt free, as if I had shed a burden that I had not even known I was bearing.
My acquiescence in what Amanda was doing to me, and my obvious arousal in response to her sexual advances was also a great relief to Amanda. Now she no longer had to hide her sexuality from me. Amanda was now riding a wave of sexual thrills, and she had the confidence to seduce me and bring me along the lesbian path. I was in no doubt now that this was what was happening; my roommate and I were becoming lovers and embarking on a new dimension to our relationship, and I was just as eager to cross that threshold as she was.
I closed my eyes, savoring the unbelievably erotic sensations that Amanda’s tongue was causing. I rested one hand on the back of her head, pulling her face closer into my pussy. Suddenly, she found my clitoris and nibbled it with her teeth. The stimulus overwhelmed me – the combination of Chrissy’s attentions to my breasts and Amanda’s tongue in my pussy took me in a rush. I gave a high-pitched cry as I was wracked by an explosive, shuddering orgasm – my first ever true one, caused by a lover. It was so much more satisfying than the pleasure I got from masturbating. It was profoundly moving, leaving me gasping for breath and floundering in waves of lust and emotion, as the tidal wave of my orgasm engulfed me and then broke, ebbing slowly away.
Amanda raised her face from between my open thighs, her eyes shining with love and excitement, and I grabbed her chin and drew her face to mine, kissing her fiercely.
“Oh my god, that was wonderful, that was so lovely!” I gushed, still miles high.
Then a new and startling thought burst upon me like a lightning flash of revelation. Before I could lose my nerve, I just knew that I had to follow my instinct, and that led in only one direction. To Amanda’s delight – and I heard Chrissy give a gasp of erotic surprise from behind me – I told her that I wanted to go down on her -- to eat her pussy and make her come.
We exchanged places, smiling at each other in erotic excitement. Amanda sat on the bed next to her lover, who was watching saucer-eyed. I noticed Chrissy give a little shake of her head, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing. I squatted on my haunches in front of my roommate, admiring her body and her erect breasts with an entirely new appreciation. After just a momentary hesitation, I put one hand on each of her knees and pressed her legs wider apart. I slowly ran my hands up the inside of her thighs until they reached the soft flesh on either side of her pussy. I massaged her gently there for a few seconds, and Amanda half-closed her eyes, giving me a sultry “Fuck Me” look from under her lashes. I stroked her outer lips, and parted them to find the pink, moister inner lips, eliciting a shiver of delighted anticipation from my roommate. I was fascinated by the orchid-flower opening of her pussy and desire was overcoming the last barriers of inhibition – I was about to fuck another girl!
I brought my mouth forward onto Amanda’s pussy, smelled her sexual scent, and tasting her sweat and the pussy-juice that had seeped from her pussy. I began to run my tongue along her cleft and Amanda started to make a rumbling noise in her throat – really, it sounded a lot like a cat purring in pleasure. The sign that I was having some effect emboldened me, and I became more definite in my oral probing, pushing me face hard against her mound. Her lips parted easily as my fingers opened her to give my tongue easier access.
“Your fingers … use your fingers,” her raspy voice whispered.
I wasn’t sure how many to use; I was afraid of hurting her. So I just used the index finger of my right hand like a rod, while still using my left hand to spread her slit further apart. My tongue delved deeper into the widening valley.
I could be much bolder than she had been with my pussy, for I knew that Amanda wasn’t a virgin. Amanda managed to get a vibrator from somewhere, I never knew quite how. She began using it on herself, but a couple of weeks later went too far and she broke her hymen. She told me all about this a week or two after it happened, not indicating then whether it was an accident or on purpose. What she did not tell me at that time, but did after our sex, was that the vibrator had been wielded by Chrissy, and that it was done deliberately. That night, they had resolved to take each other’s virginity.
So I pushed my tongue and finger as deeply into Amanda’s pussy as I could. Her breasts quivered in response to my penetrations, and without thinking I reached up with my other hand and groped them, pulling on each nipple in turn, back and forth. While I was focused on fucking Amanda, I sensed rather than saw Chrissy ease herself off the bed and come round to kneel behind me. I felt her stiff nipples against my back, and her hand came over my thighs and between my legs, gently stroking my mound and carefully probing my slit. While she did this, she kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders, nibbling on them in a most arousing way. I wondered briefly if she did that to Amanda, and felt a pang of jealousy – and then realized that of course she did, and a whole lot more.
I don’t think it was any great expertise on my part that brought Amanda rapidly to a mighty climax. It was the amazing thrill of having me as her lover, of finally having her roommate naked between her thighs, feasting on her pussy, gazing up at her with my mouth full of her pussy and my eyes staring adoringly at her, hot sexual desire burning in my eyes.
As I worked her pussy Amanda’s legs began to twitch.
“I’m so close; just don’t stop.”
Amanda climaxed, with much noise and wild abandon. Then she noticed what her lover was doing behind and underneath me, and warned Chrissy to go cautiously because I was still a virgin. I knew then, just as she said those words, what I wanted most of all. I looked Amanda straight in the face and said softly that I did not want to be a virgin any longer, and – even more than that – I wanted her to take me, I wanted her to be my first.
My statement really shook her – and it rocked her world, as well! I had completely surprised her with this, she had never thought or expected such a thing – she was utterly thrilled and incredibly turned on by the idea. She asked me several times if I really meant it, if I was sure about this, and I had to reassure her that I was quite certain about it. Amanda kissed me on the forehead and told me that I was giving her a real privilege. It was something amazingly special to share and that neither of us would ever forget this and that it would bind us even more closely together. I just nodded and gazed up at her adoringly, admiring the sway and jut of her small breasts and the prominence of her stiff nipples.
Amanda disappeared for a moment and came back with two large soft bath-towels, which she unfolded on the floor of her bedroom and then laid me down on top of them. Chrissy stretched out on the bed, looking down on me and eager to enjoy the erotic act that was about to happen. Amanda began with some gentle and very arousing foreplay, kissing my face, ears and neck, while her fingers trailed over my torso, tracing around my breasts and then creeping down across my flat stomach. I felt so comfortable and so relaxed – there was no apprehension at all. My arms lay at my sides, and in response to her caresses I spread my legs apart, offering my pussy for her pleasure.
Amanda brought her lips to my breasts, slowly sucking and nibbling on my tits, as her hands slipped lower. I gave a gasp of anticipation as I felt one of her hands slide down my crotch to cup my pussy mound and then rub along my slit. I spread my legs even wider – as far apart as I could – and in a low murmur I begged her to fuck me, to take my virginity. My soft pleadings aroused Amanda even more, and I heard a gasp from Chrissy and her voice adding encouragement, telling Amanda to go for it, to do me.
My sister slipped the tips of two fingers into my crack, which was well-lubricated from my new arousal, and she ran them up and down its length, teasing my labia further apart. Then her head moved lower, and for the second time her agile tongue probed my pussy, tasting my juices and pressing against my trembling pussy walls. This time there was no shock of surprise, no reluctance or uncertainty – I knew that I wanted this so much, the amazing sexual sensations, the body-shaking thrills, and most of all the intimate closeness of Amanda’s warm, naked and erotic body. I gave a sobbing cry and arched my back, pushing my pussy up against her mouth – passionately hungry for her to devour me!
I didn’t how she would do me – I didn’t have a plan but figured Amanda was experienced and would know what to do. She withdrew her mouth from my pussy and rocked back onto her haunches. I was about to utter a protest but she smiled and put a finger to my lips in the universal signal for silence. She rose to her feet and went across to her desk and retrieved an oblong cardboard box. She turned to me and with a flourish produced a strap-on plastic dildo! I had no idea that she possessed a strap-on and gasped in amazement. Later she confessed that she had acquired it only a month ago. Since then, she and Chrissy had used it a few times when they were safe from discovery.
“But now,” Amanda said with a smile, as she buckled the harness straps in place, “we’ll inaugurate it in a very special way!”
It was the first time I had seen a strap-on other than in porn videos. Amanda’s seemed huge – not just the length, but it was really thick, or so it seemed to the virgin me at that time. I now know that it was average in size, although that still means big when you are dealing with a virgin. Amanda saw the wrinkle of concern in my expression, and hastened to reassure me that it wouldn’t hurt, that she would be careful, and that she and Chrissy had found they could take it all the way without difficulty, as long as you were loosened up a bit first – as she had just done with me, so that now I was ready for it.
Was I? Well, I was certainly slick down there, and I realized that my pussy was also partly open: my lips were pink and distended revealing my entrance. Amanda inserted her forefinger and moved it in a circular motion, widening the gap even more, and I moaned as waves of lust radiated through me.
Amanda knelt between my widespread legs again, her plastic cock pointing at my pussy. She moved forwards until the knob of the dildo was rubbing against the entrance of my pussy and just beginning to push its way into my opening. Then she paused.
Amanda looked me in the eye, and my deliberate nod of assent was all the confirmation that she needed. With her pelvis poised above mine, she arched her spine and moved her hips downwards. This transferred her weight to the tip of the dildo which rested against my pussy and began to push it inside me slowly but firmly.
It entered me, inch by inch. I gave a series of little shudders, each of them accompanied by a kind of barking cry – these were not protests, but releases of the tension that had built up in me. Before the dildo reached my hymen, Amanda pivoted her hips the other way and pulled it backwards – leaving unbelievably erotic sensations in its wake. Almost at once, she pushed it in again, sinking a little deeper each time.
Now, a strange feeling of pressure was the sign that the knob of the dildo had pushed up against my hymen – ready to breach it. My breath was coming in strained shallow pants, and my face must have had a fixed expression – but it was just one of concentration, not of fear or distress.
Amanda paused again, and her eyes searched my face. I gazed up at my roommate, and without a moment’s doubt said what I wanted in the way that, somehow, instinctively, I knew would turn her on the most:
“Just fuck me,” I begged, low and clear.
Amanda’s eyes took on a glazed expression as she heard my erotic demand. Then she thrust her hips downwards in a single fluid motion. There was a moment of intense pressure, a much shorter – and very briefly painful – feeling of tearing, and then the dildo pushed in even further. I closed my eyes, absorbing all the sensations.
My voice cried out “yes!! yes!!” mingled with pleas to go harder and deeper.
Amanda hardly needed any encouragement; she pressed the dildo further into me, entering the deepest part of me – the virgin part of me. It felt strange because it was so unfamiliar, and yet it also seemed quite right and natural. Amanda worked her cock a couple of inches further inwards, and then, just as she met more rigid resistance, she withdrew it for almost its full length, paused to heighten my anticipation, and twisted her hips and pushed it back in again. This time it drove a little further into me, sending jolts of intense sensation through my whole body. I became both looser and wetter, with juices oozing from my pussy as my arousal built, which eased the dildo’s penetration. Amanda now began a regular rhythm of penetration and withdrawal, gradually increasing the tempo, and my hips began to counter-thrust in response.
“Oh my god, this is so hot – just awesome, awesome!” I heard Chrissy moaning from the bed.
Amanda’s lover was watching us open-mouthed, taking the erotic scene in like it was a dream come true (Chrissy later explained to me that she had always thought I was a sexy chick, and for quite some time she had had fantasies about Amanda fucking me). With one hand, Chrissy was squeezing her own breast, pulling forcefully on her nipple, while the other was between her thighs, flitting along her pussy and rubbing frantically on her clit. Her gaze never left the amazing vision of Amanda spearing the pussy of her roommate with a strap-on dildo -- taking her virginity. Chrissy’s increasingly louder and more ragged gasps and pants of arousal as she masturbated herself while watching us became the background soundtrack to me losing my virginity. Near to the end, Chrissy got so carried away that she nearly fell off the bed which was almost immediately succeeded by a burst of staccato shrieks as she came. She also told me later it was the most intense orgasm she had ever had, better even than the first time Amanda had fucked her with that same strap-on cock.
I was already consumed by a blaze of passion and desire, when Amanda administered what was literally the final touch. Bracing her weight on just one arm, she reached down with her other hand between our bodies and found my pussy. She had no difficulty in locating her intended target – my clitoris, now excitedly erect and sensitive. While the flexing of Amanda’s pelvis continued to work her fake cock in and out of my pussy, her nimble fingers began vigorously rubbing my clit. The two things fused together into one unbelievable torrent of sexual pleasure, and I began to quake and tremble as my orgasm began to wash over me. I gave a series of short high-pitched yells as my first-ever penetrating fuck took me to a breath-taking climax, after which I subsided into shuddering post-orgasmic gasps.
Above me, Amanda’s back was rigid and her eyes tightly closed, and she gave a long moan as she came as well. I didn’t know this at that point, but there was a cleverly designed ridge and small nub on the inside of the strap-on’s front section, which slipped into the wearer’s slit and rubbed against her clitoris with every thrust that she made. With a sigh of satisfied pleasure, Amanda let her weight come down on top of me, her breasts pillowing on mine, and she gave me a long, lingering, loving kiss.
After a couple of minutes, Amanda slowly withdrew the dildo with which she had taken my virginity. I glanced downwards in curiosity to see it slide out of me. I had a momentary queasy feeling when I saw a streak of red at the tip and partly on one side – my blood, from when my hymen had been broken. Amanda unbuckled the strap-on and took it away to the bathroom to clean it later, and she came back with a damp cloth and a box of tissues, which she used to wipe gently around my pussy. Then I shifted round to lean my back against the side of Amanda’s bed, and she came and sat next to me, a companionable arm around my shoulders as I leaned against her warm soft body. Behind us, on the bed, Chrissy rolled over onto her side and moved to lie behind us, so that Amanda’s head was resting against Chrissy’s breasts.
The three of us chatted for a while about nothing very particular, while Chrissy ran her fingers through our hair and massaged our necks and shoulders. It became clear that Amanda and her lover had been anticipating for quite some time the opportunities that would be provided by this weekend when they could (as they had thought) have the house entirely and privately to themselves, and had a pretty hot agenda lined up. They were sweetly reassuring that I had not spoiled things for them, especially now that I had discovered lesbian sex as well. Even so, I was conscious that my return had disrupted their plans, and when all is said and done, three is an awkward number – it couldn’t be threesome fun all the time.
It only took me a few seconds after realising this to decide what to do about it. I announced that I would like to ask a friend to stay the weekend with me, if that was OK with them. Chrissy looked a bit uncertain at first because she was concerned about keeping her relationship with Amanda confidential. However, when Amanda enthusiastically took up the idea, saying that it would be great fun as long as it was someone who would be cool about the situation and discreet, her lover nodded agreement as well. Then, as if Amanda had read my mind (and we are very often on the same wavelength in this sort of way), she laughed and said that I must ask Nicky. This had been my intention as well, but I asked her why she thought that. Amanda gave a snort of amusement:
“Because she’s got the hots for you, big time! I can tell that just from how she looks at you. Give her a call, and I bet you she’ll be over here like a rocket, in fact she probably won’t even bother putting any panties on!”
I thought for a moment, and then I had no more doubts or hesitations about what I wanted. I went out to the phone and dialed Nicky’s number and my cute Asian friend’s soft voice came on the line.
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