Chapter 1

I’ve got a friend. I’ve known her since we were at high-school together here in Singapore. Like me she is Chinese ethnicity. A little shorter than me. Long hair, black of course and with a face pretty enough to have almost any man and break their hearts when she gets bored of them and dumps them. I tease her about it all by calling her PSF, which stands for Pretty Straight Friend.

So some friends and I went to Thailand, to Phuket, for a few days. I ended up sharing a room with PSF. Since the room only had one bed I was actually sharing a bed with her. A pretty girl in a lesbian’s bed is a nice treat, even if she is straight.

We went to the beach earlier in the day. I have to say PSF looks good in a bikini. I mean I’m sure she’d look even better out of it, but I wasn’t expecting to see. Asians are shy about naked bodies, even sharing a room.

We were watching TV until it was time to go out to dinner later. PSF was lying on the bed on her back. She had her knees up and, so that the view of the TV wasn’t blocked, she had her legs parted. I was sitting at the foot of the bed on the floor. But when I turned around I looked straight up between her legs to where the seam on her pants ran along the length of her slit, just a couple of layers of cotton between my gaze and her pussy.

I had never really fancied PSF back in Singapore, but somehow sharing a bed with her and looking up between her legs like that sent a little quiver of excitement fluttering between my own legs. I started to imagine that I was running my hand up her legs. In no time my imagination had her naked and we were kissing. I pretended to watch the TV while I fantasized about my hand slipping into PSF’s panties.

On the TV there were some people discussing how men behaved with women, flirting and making suggestive remarks.

“You lesbians are worse than guys,” PSF said.

“How do you mean? We aren’t flirting and touching you all the time.”

“No, guys are more direct. You discuss sex all the time but guys don’t talk so much. They just touch. If you were a guy you’d have your hand on my leg.”

I laughed. “You want me to put my hand on your leg?” I said as I reached back and grasped her calf.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“You should try it.”

“So what happens next?”

“What would happen if I was a guy?”

“I suppose he’d try and gradually work his hand up my leg.”

“And you’d let him?”

“Of course, if I wanted to…you know.”

“Let him into your pants.”

“Exactly. Gosh, I’d love a cock right now.”

I laughed. “And you say lesbians talk about sex a lot.”

“Actually I think it is just girls. We are so much more explicit about it than boys. No secrets.”

“Except masturbation,” I said.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you just admitted that.”

“I didn’t admit anything.”

“Yes you did. You’d never have even used that word if you don’t do it.”

“Do you?”

“Gosh, nobody has asked me that before. It seems so personal. Private even.”

“Have you done it since we got to Phuket?”

“No, when could I? We share a bed remember. Have you?”

“Remember this morning when you came out of the bathroom and I stretched and yawned.”

“You did? I didn’t notice.”

“I was right there…you know…cumming. I didn’t expect you to shower so quickly. I yawned to try and disguise it.”

“That’s funny. But it might have been hot to see you orgasm.”

“Really?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen another girl cum.”

“You’ve never seen another girl do lots of things.”

“That’s true. But you’ve never seen a guy cum. You’ve never even seen a cock. Wouldn’t you like to?”

“I would. But I’ve never…I’m not sure how to put it. I’ve never found a man that seemed gentle enough for me to want to…well, let him do me.”

“Men aren’t gentle. They are big and strong compared to us. Their cocks are rock hard and our pussies are delicate. They want to be rough with us. It’s exciting, almost scary, but not gentle. That’s not what you want.”

“Wow, you make it sound dangerous.”

“It feels that way sometimes. Your whole body is shaking with a mixture of anticipation, fear and arousal. Spreading your legs for a guy, especially when it is your first time with him, is such a wonderful act of submission. You should try it one day.”

“And you should try a girl.”

“But I’m not a lesbian.”

“All girls are bisexual to some extent, I think.”

“Well…I occasionally fant…” She stopped, clearly embarrassed.

I guessed what she was about to say. “You sometimes fantasize about girls…when you masturbate?”

“This is so weird. I’ve never talked about any of this ever before.”

I decided to be brave and daring. “Take off your pants.”

She laughed. “I said you lesbians are all full of talk.”

“I’m serious.”

“I know. I can’t believe I’m considering doing it.”

“You might never get another chance.”

“Somehow because we are in Phuket and not Singapore it seems like the rules are different.”

I turned around and slid my hand up PSF’s leg until I was stroking her thigh. At least she didn’t push me off, I thought. The sexual tension in the air was intense. It was like the crux moment in a movie. Either the sexual tension would drain away and we would suddenly be very embarrassed, or something would happen. Something sexual. Something exciting.

PSF reached down, undid the stud on her pants and slipped down the zip. Then she lay back on the bed. She’d given me permission. But it was up to me to take the initiative. I wondered whether to slide onto the bed and kiss her, but I decided she might be freaked out by that, whereas mentally she’d already accepted that her pants were coming off. I reached up and grabbed the waistband with both hands. She lifted up her ass and let me pull them down. I wondered whether to take her panties too but decided that would be too aggressive.

PSF had her legs almost clamped together. I could feel her shivering slightly. What was it she had said earlier? A mixture of anticipation, fear and arousal. I pushed her knees gently apart and she put up no resistance as I spread her legs. She was wearing a pair of pale yellow boy shorts. I could see the little swelling of her pussy bulging out the thin covering of yellow fabric. I started to stroke the soft, silky skin on the insides of her thighs. Gradually my fingers slipped higher and higher up her thighs until I was almost grazing the edge of her panties.

I took one finger and ran it vertically down the middle of her panties, along the cleft of her sex. She let out a little groan at the first touch of a woman on her pussy. I pulled her panties to one side and got to see her pussy for the first time. In fact the first pussy I had seen in years, I had been in a long dry period. She was completely shaved, which I find very sexy. I pushed a single finger into her hole. She was surprisingly wet. She let out a long, low moan as my finger slowly slipped into her body.

I glanced up at her. She had her eyes closed. The scene was a little incongruous. She was fully dressed from the waist up, only her panties below the waist but pulled to one side to reveal the folds of her smooth pussy. And, of course, I was still fully dressed too. I lowered my head between her outspread thighs and softly licked her pussy lips. I was pleased that she pushed her hips up, almost pressing her pussy against my mouth. I pressed my tongue forward a little harder, spreading her inner lips. I swirled the tip of my tongue in the entrance to her cunt, and then I slipped higher, seeking the telltale little hard point of her clit.

“Oh my god,” she sighed as the tip of my tongue started to nuzzle her clit. I reached up her body until my hands were on her breasts. Over her top and her bra, but even so I could just feel her nipples, enthusiastically rigid. We lay like that for a while, my tongue circling her clit and my hands gently massaging her breasts. She was moaning louder now, I hoped our friends in the next room could not hear.

I took one hand and moved it down. I pushed two fingers into her pussy. She was tight, it must feel wonderful for a guy to slide his cock in there. I started to fuck her with my fingers. She started to move her hips, fucking me back, like I presumed she did with a man.

“Oh don’t stop, don’t stop,” she sighed. That’s girl talk for I’m close to cumming. I licked her clit harder and finger-fucked her more roughly. After all she’s used to men. She let out a long growling sound and I felt her cunt spasm around my fingers. Her hips started to shake and it was hard to keep my tongue on her clit as her body was consumed by her orgasm. She reached down and held my head, pressing me between her thighs as she fucked my mouth and rode the waves of her orgasm until finally her body lay limp and quiet.

“I suppose you want me to do something to you now?” PSF said once she opened her eyes.

“Not if you don’t want to.”

“Really? If a guy licks me I always suck him. It’s good manners. Aren’t lesbians like that?”

“Would you believe that only one of my lovers ever even touched my pussy?”

“Honestly? What about the others?”

“We call them one-way. They just like to be done. But I guess they were selfish cowards.”

“Well I’m not a selfish coward. Come here.”

I moved so that I was standing beside the bed right next to PSF. She reached over, unbuttoned my pants and unzipped me. I hooked my thumbs into my pants and was about to push them down when I decided to go further. I hooked my thumbs into my panties and pushed everything down to my ankles and stepped out. I stood there beside the bed, my feet a decent distance apart so that I wasn’t hiding anything. I watched her as she inspected me, the first time I was sure that she’d ever seen another pussy.

“You have such puffy lips,” she said. “So different from mine.”

I laughed. “It’s like you are having a biology lesson down there.”

“Well, I sort of am. I only know about my own and even that is pretty much all by feel since I can’t see it.”

She reached over and ran her fingers over my pussy lips.

“So different from a guy,” she said. “All soft feminine folds. It’s sort of like touching my own but different.”

As she continued to touch me, half trying to do something that felt good for me and half just exploring, I pulled my top off over my head, unclasped my bra and got completely naked.

She looked up at me. “Your breasts look much bigger when you are naked. Even more than in your bikini.”

PSF moved across the bed to make room for me. As I clambered onto the bed, she pulled her own top off and removed her bra. Her breasts were smaller than mine, crowned with cute brown nipples with surprisingly large areolas.

“Can I kiss you?” I asked.

“Of course. Having gone this far I want the whole experience.”

I put my arms around her and pulled her against me. Our lips met. I kissed her very softly. I’ve never kissed a guy but I’ve seen enough kisses. I tried to be as feminine as I could. Not like a guy. Fluttering my lips over hers. Teasing the tip of her tongue with mine.

“How is it?” I asked.

“Different. Perfect. Do it again.”

As we kissed I let my hands start to explore her body, running down her back to the curve of her ass-cheeks, running over her breasts, playing with her hard little nipples. I felt her hands, tentative at first, gradually growing more adventurous as she ran them over my side, my breasts, my stomach, finally slipping into the silky fronds of my pubes to the top of my slit. Her fingers slid lower, out of sight beyond the swelling of my mound.

“Is that your clit?” she asked.

I reached down and guided her. “Here,” I said.

She laughed. “It’s a lot harder to find than my own.”

“I’ve heard guys have a hard time finding it sometimes.”

“Mmm. Although with so much porn on the internet, they have a lot more idea about female anatomy these days.”

She started to rub my clit. “That’s right,” I encouraged.

“I’ll just do it like I do…when I…you know.”

“Masturbate. It’s not a forbidden word you know.”

“I know. But I don’t think I’ve ever said it.”

She stroked my clit gently for a while. Suddenly she sat up. “I want to try it.” I was pretty sure I knew what she meant. “But I don’t know how,” she continued.

“Don’t overthink everything.” I spread my legs wide. “Lie between my legs, that’s the easiest.”

She moved between my legs. I felt her fingers on my outer lips, softly pulling my pussy open. She lowered her head and I felt the wonderful warm, wet feeling as her tongue started to slide around in the wet folds of my pussy. I let her play around, pushing her tongue up and down my lips, pushing into my opening, slipping up over my clit, even, to my surprise, sliding lower and nuzzling my asshole, something nobody else had ever done. I guess guys like having their assholes licked or something. It felt weird but surprisingly nice.

“Perfect,” I sighed as her tongue found my clit. I put my hand on her head and subtly guided her around, caressing my clit with her tongue and then moving lower to penetrate me a little. When I masturbate I’m silent but with another girl I like to moan a lot and, eventually, cum loudly. The encouragement makes them more enthusiastic, especially if it is the first time that they have done a girl. But for me, pretty much anything that they can do down there feels wonderful. Even if they are not sure what they are doing, the fact that they want to be there in that most intimate of spots is a major turn-on. Just the sight of another girl’s head between my thighs gets my juices running copiously.

“You are going to make me cum,” I moaned as PSF’s tongue rubbed my clit. I pressed my hand on her head pushing her against me. I started to pinch my own nipples. I could feel my orgasm winding up inside me, close, closer and then…wow. My body went almost rigid for a moment and then I could feel the ripples of pleasure as they flooded my body with wonderful feelings of bliss. My body glowed with warmth as her tongue coaxed more and more little spasms of pleasure from my pussy.

PSF moved back up the bed and the two of us lay there naked.

“So,” she said, “show me how you…masturbate. There, I said it.”

“I don’t know,” I said doubtfully. “I’ve never done that. Like you say it is almost private.”

“OK, I’ll show you too. Move down the other end of the bed so we can both watch each other.”

I lay on the foot of the bed facing her and she lay against the pillows. We both spread our legs so we both had a clear view of the other’s pussy.

“OK,” I said, “3…2…1…go.”

We both started to masturbate, stroking our pussies with our fingers. It turned out that we masturbated almost the same way, a bored look on our faces, our eyes closed, as one or two fingers rubbed our clits. I suddenly had an idea, something I’d read about but never done. I moved up the bed, lifting one leg so that it slipped over hers and slipping the other underneath. She realized what was doing as gradually our pussies got closer and closer. Finally we both removed our fingers and I closed the remaining distance until our pussies were touching. She started to rock her hips against me, sort of fucking my pussy with hers. It felt so intimate, as close as two women could get. I could hear the noise from the wetness of both our pussies where our juicy lips rubbed together. I’d have loved to carry on for hours, or at least until we climaxed, but I glanced at the clock beside the bed.

“We need to get ready for dinner,” I said. I was disappointed since I’d much rather spend the rest of the evening naked with PSF, fucking in Phuket as it were. I had no idea whether back in bed that night I would be allowed to touch her body again, or if it was just a once in a lifetime experience for her.

But it turned out I didn’t need to worry. “Here in Phuket,” she said, “I’m yours. You can do what you want to me. We can share the bed naked. But back in Singapore, I’m back to being totally straight. Cocks only. This never happened.”

“Great,” I said. It was so unexpected that she would be so adventurous that I couldn’t think of anything smarter to say.

“I’ve been really brave. It took a lot of nerve to go down on you. Back in Singapore you need to be brave too.”

“Meaning?”

“No more PIVV.”

“PIVV?”

“Penis in vagina virgin.”

“So…well, who? How?”

“I’ll be your wingman, help you seduce a guy. Either you just let him do you, or, if you prefer, we have a threesome.”

“I think I’d prefer a threesome the first time. At least I’d have a guide.”

“That’s the only way you get to play with my body in Singapore. If there is a guy with us too.”

“And if we are ever in Thailand again?”

She thought for a moment. “A definite maybe. I don’t rule it out.”

Chapter 2

That night in Phuket we went to a Thai restaurant that one of our friends remembered from a previous visit. The next table was occupied by three guys. From their accents they were obviously from Australia. Our friends moved off to the bar leaving PSF and me alone with the three Australians. The one nearest to our table started to talk to us.

“So where are you girls from?”

“Singapore. And you?”

“Australia.”

“Well, that’s obvious. Sydney?”

“Adelaide.”

We chatted a little more. He turned out to be called Cooper. They had all flown in earlier that afternoon. Cooper was tall, over six feet, and obviously worked out. Even I wouldn’t have minded seeing him in his swimsuit. Or less. I could tell PSF was attracted by the way she looked at him.

“So we know why you are here,” she said laughing.

“Oh yes, and why would that be?” Cooper replied.

“Pretty Thai bar girls.”

“Actually we are here to go scuba diving. Although having lots of pretty Thai girls on the scene is certainly enhances a beer once we are out of the water. And why are you here?”

“Maybe we are here for pretty Thai bar girls too.”

He laughed. “I don’t think so. You don’t look like that sort.”

“How can you tell? Maybe we spent the afternoon with a couple of Thai girls. Or with each other.”

I couldn’t believe PSF was being so blatant although I realized that the Australians knew she was just teasing them and would never guess the truth. I felt a little flutter in my pussy at the memories of earlier in the day with PSF’s naked body mine to play with.

“Or maybe with a couple of Australian divers,” Cooper said.

PSF laughed. “You should be so lucky.”

Cooper’s other friends wandered off near the bar and immediately attracted a couple of Thai girls who latched onto them asking to be bought drinks.

Cooper turned to me. “So, really, why are you guys here? What have you been doing?”

“Just a break,” I said. “It’s only an hour from Singapore. It’s good to get away for a long weekend. Lie around on the beach. Drink some beer. Even flirt with pretty Thai girls. Take the speedboat over to Phi Phi.”

“It’s not really fair is it?” Cooper said. “There aren’t any macho bar hunks for you girls.”

“Girls don’t work like that,” PSF said. “We like a more extended seduction. Dinner, flowers, romantic walks on the beach.”

“Well you’ve just had dinner.” Cooper reached over and picked two hibiscus flowers off the hedge and gave one to each of us. “Flowers. Let’s go for a walk on the beach.”

He stood up. I had no idea if he was joking or not. PSF was much more familiar with flirting with men so I followed her lead. She got up, grabbed my hand and practically pushed me into position. The three of us walked across the road to the steps down onto the sandy beach. Cooper was between us. He experimentally put his arms around us both. PSF didn’t push him away so I let his arm stay too. It felt odd, something completely unfamiliar to me.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” I said, pointing to the reflection of the moon on the sea, a silver river on the dark waters. As our eyes got accustomed to the darkness we could see more stars.

“Let’s go and sit there,” PSF said, pointing to a log that was washed up against the wall below the road. We walked over and sat down. In the shadow beneath the wall nobody could really see us. Cooper’s hand was over around the back of my neck and over my shoulder. He lit his hand slide lower so that his fingertips were just at the top my breast. I assumed he was probably touching PSF’s breast too. In Singapore I would have pushed a man off who did anything like that, but here in Phuket, with PSF somehow pushing my boundaries since she’d let me push hers, I did nothing. It didn’t surprise me in the least when Cooper suddenly started to kiss PSF. But he didn’t forget me, his hand slid even more blatantly onto my breast. I felt my nipple harden, wondered if he could feel it too even though my bra was pretty thick.

He turned to face me. Before I had a chance to react he was kissing me. It was different from being kissed by a woman. His face was rough and stubbly and he kissed in a less tender way. His hand massaged my breast as his tongue sought mine. I was pretty sure his other hand was exploring PSF’s breast. His hand slid back up to my shoulder and then he slid it back down, under the hem of my top and into my bra. It was all happening so fast. Suddenly the rough skin of his fingertips was rubbing my nipple. I let out a little involuntary moan.

As Cooper continued to kiss me and rub my breast I felt PSF’s hand grab mine. She pulled it over and positioned it on the bulge of his jeans. She moved my hand back and forth so that I was rubbing his cock. He felt enormous, harder than I had expected. He turned back and started to kiss PSF again. She unzipped his jeans as she kissed him back. Then somehow she managed to get his cock out. Once again she took my hand and she pretty much wrapped it around his cock. Then she put her hand over mine and guided me as I started to stroke his shaft. It was the first time I had touched a cock. I could barely see it in the pale moonlight. I wondered what would happen next. We were too much in public to have sex. Well, not that stroking a guy’s cock isn’t sex, but you know what I mean.

PSF bent down and I felt her mouth against my hand as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. He groaned. I continued to stroke his shaft as she presumably rolled her tongue around his sensitive knob. Then she lifted up her head. She didn’t say anything, and I couldn’t see her face in the darkness, but I knew she expected me to replace her. It was scary but exciting. I bent lower. I was just having second thoughts when I felt PSF’s hand on the back of my head and I let her push me down. I opened my mouth and I did it, took a cock into my mouth for the first time in my life. It felt daring as well as surprisingly erotic. PSF guided my head so I was moving his cock in and out of my mouth like I’d seen in pornos. I could feel her other hand stroking his shaft hard and fast. I was thinking that I had no idea how long a man might last like this when suddenly he groaned, his cock sort of jerked in my mouth and I tasted what I knew was his cum. I kept my mouth wrapped around his cockhead as PSF stroked him until his balls were empty. I swallowed my first mouthful of a man’s cum.

“We should get back,” PSF said, “before our friends wonder where we are and the bar wonders if we are going pay for our drinks.”

“OK,” Cooper said. “Where are you staying?”

PSF said the name of the hotel.

“Do you have your own room?” he asked her.

“No, we are sharing.”

“Oh,” he said. I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

“Don’t worry. You can still come round. It will be twice as much fun.” She rattled off our room number. “But be discreet,” she added.

Ten minutes later we walked back into the bar to where our friends somehow had ended up sharing a table with Cooper’s friends. We looked completely innocent, nobody would guess that we had just sucked Cooper off in the shadows on the beach. Especially me. My friends knew I’d never been with a man. Come to think of it, they knew PSF had never been with a woman. It was a day of firsts.

We had several more drinks before everyone decided they were tired and it was time to go to our respective hotels.

“Let’s be naked when he gets here,” PSF said. I expected her to simply undress but instead she came over and kissed me. She pulled my top off over my head and then reached around and undid my bra. She reached down and undid my pants. She slid her hands down my back and into my panties until she was caressing my ass. She pushed lower, taking my pants and panties over my hips until they fell under their own weight. She stepped back away from me and undid her own pants and slipped out of them, naked from the waist down. She came back and kissed me again. I undid the buttons up the front of her blouse and then unhooked her bra. Our naked breasts pressed against each other as we kissed again.

We slipped under the sheets and I let my hands wander around her body as I got more and more excited. I let my fingers lightly stroke her smooth hairless mound, delighted when she spread her legs to invite me in further. I curled a finger into her vagina.

“I can’t wait for that to be a cock,” PSF sighed as I moved my finger back and forth inside her. “So should we tell him?”

“What?”

“That it is your first time. Your first cock.”

“What do you think?”

“Best not, I think. It might freak him out. It’s not as if you are a teenager. Besides, you’ve had lots of sex, just not this kind.”

“Have you had a threesome before?”

“No. Never. Just with one man at a time. Plus, of course, one woman this afternoon.”

It was about thirty minutes later that there was a soft knock on the door. I felt my pussy flood with excitement. There was a man at the door who had come there to fuck me. I pulled my finger out from the warm sanctuary of PSF’s pussy. She got out of bed, and sort of half-hid behind the door as she opened it. Cooper came in. He wrapped his arms around PSF. It looked a little incongruous since PSF was stark naked and Cooper was fully dressed. Cooper bent down and kissed her as his large hands grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled him against his presumably hardening cock.

PSF pulled away from him, undid his belt and his jeans. He pulled his T-shirt off over his head as she stripped his lower half. She beckoned to me. I got out of the bed, a little self-conscious about being naked in front of a man for the first time in my life. The two of us knelt down in front of Cooper. PSF wrapped her fist around the shaft of his cock and directed it towards my mouth. For the second time that evening I closed my lips around his cockhead and started to move my tongue around, not really sure exactly what I was meant to be doing but pretty certain almost anything would feel reasonably good. PSF took one of my hands and cradled it under his balls. I started to caress him. He wasn’t completely hard yet. It was a novel feeling for me as he gradually grew bigger and harder in my mouth.

PSF let go of his shaft and moved away. I replaced her hand with mine so now I was sucking him completely solo. She was doing something over by her case, I had no idea what. A moment later she returned and tore open what I realized was a condom wrapper. Not something lesbians have any experience of, of course, and certainly not something that I had brought myself to Thailand. To be honest, I hadn’t even thought of contraception. I moved away. I expected her to roll it on to his cock with a well-practiced hand, knowing she’d had her share of lovers, but, instead, she put it in her mouth and then pushed her mouth down over his cock, unrolling the condom as she did so. When she moved her head away, the condom was most of the way down his cock. She wrapped a hand around his shaft and pushed the ring of rubber down the last little bit.

I presumed PSF planned to fuck him first but she sort of pushed me so I fell against the bed. I moved up to make room for the two of them, but she pushed Cooper ahead. I spread my legs as if it was the most natural thing in the world, something I’d done for many men. I knew exactly what was going to happen, of course, and I wanted it to. But it was still scary as hell doing it for the first time.

PSF held his cock and guided it between my legs. I felt the head of his cock pushing against my pussy lips. She inserted the head into my opening. He was bigger than anything I’d ever had in there, a couple of fingers was probably the most. He pushed into me roughly, and it really hurt for a moment. Of course that was partially our fault for deciding not to tell him about my PIVV and so to tell him to be gentle. I yelped in surprise. Or maybe it was pain or just exhilaration. He pulled back and then thrust forward again, pressing his entire length into my no-longer virgin vagina. He felt enormous inside me, as if he was splitting me in two, but gradually my pussy grew accustomed to the invasion and relaxed. Plus I was dripping with excitement.

I wasn’t really sure if I was meant to do anything. On my back like that, sort of pinioned to the bed by a man much larger than me, it was hard to move at all. He started to thrust in and out. Almost automatically I found my hips rocking in time with him. I reached up and rubbed my thumbs on his little nipples, so tiny compared to any I’d played with before. His body so different from a girl’s body. And not just because girls don’t have cocks. His body was hard and muscular compared to the soft curves I was used to. He moved more aggressively, almost hammering my pussy. As PSF had told me earlier, men are not so gentle.

PSF moved onto the bed and lay alongside me. She started to caress one of my breasts, gently pinching my nipple.

“Are you okay?” she whispered in my ear.

“Uh-huh,” I grunted.

“Pull your legs up higher.” I pulled my knees up closer to my shoulders. In that position, Cooper’s cock went even deeper into me. She reached between our bodies and a finger found my clit. I let out a little moan as she started to rub me while he fucked me almost violently. It was such a different experience from sex with a girl. Well, for a start I was having a threesome for the first time as well as sex with a man for the first time, so there were more hands and tongues and…well, a cock of course.

PSF moved away and she basically presented to Cooper like a mare on heat. She was on all fours, pointing her ass at him with her legs spread. Her pussy was framed between her thighs all engorged and hungry for his cock. Cooper pulled out of me and I watched his cock slide into my friend. I moved underneath her so I could just tickle her clit with the tip of my tongue. She was moaning continuously as he fucked her and I licked her. Just listening to her I could tell how much she loved having a cock inside her cunt.

He was really fucking her hard, grabbing her hips and thrusting his big cock in and out. My licking seemed almost inconsequential by comparison, but I knew I was teasing the most sensitive part of her body. Having heard her orgasm that afternoon, I could sense she was close. And having heard Cooper cum earlier when we sucked him off I knew he was close too. It was a sort of race. PSF got there first and I she was almost screaming with pleasure. Our friends in the next room couldn’t have not heard, we were sure to get teased at breakfast. Then Cooper grunted. He pulled out of her and ripped off the condom. He pushed his cock into my mouth, which was just below PSF’s pussy, as he blasted the first strong jet of cum. She turned around too and wrapped her mouth over his cock to savor the last few little dribbles of his climax.

The bed wasn’t really big enough for all three of us so Cooper decided to go back to his own hotel. We fell asleep. I was content, no longer a PIVV, it had been a good experience.

We kept an eye out the other couple of days we were there but we never saw Cooper again. But I would always be grateful for him for being my first male fuck. And, of course, to PSF without whom it would never have happened. Not to mention grateful to her for letting me be her first female fuck. She was good as her word and we had lots more sex. And then, back in Singapore, just as she said, it was as if it had never happened. She never so much as winked at me.