Chapter 1: Sunday

I have a hobby. Or a bad habit depending on your point of view. I like to seduce the women in the neighborhood where I am living. Especially the wives. Who, of course, are married. And sometimes, for a change, the daughters. Who are not.

Teeing off is what I call the first time I hit on a woman. Of course I’ve usually met them before at neighborhood parties and that sort of thing. But circumstances have to be right to tee off, to start the seduction. It is best if her husband is not around, for example. Married women may be open to having sex but they are not open to being caught. One of the biggest turn-ons for them is the conviction that you will be discreet, that their husbands and children will never know. Nor the neighbors for that matter. Of course, later you can use that fear to take them to new heights of excitement, fingering them while they stand at the kitchen window in full view of their husband. Or doing a teenage daughter in her own bed with her parents downstairs. The worry about being caught translates into hyper-arousal.

I had just moved house since my job moved to a new city. So a new neighborhood with new wives, some frustrated and ready for an adventure. And a new class of high school seniors just ready to have some experiences before they go away to college. And maybe some college girls too, ready for something more satisfying than hooking up with another student who learned most of what he knows about sex from porn. With perfect timing, one of the neighbors was hosting a big barbecue for everyone and I’d been invited. It would be the ideal occasion to decide whose lives I would improve with some additional pleasure in their panties. I doubted that I’d get any opportunities to actually tee off at the barbecue itself, but it would be the perfect occasion to set up some tee times for later.

The first people I met were Alex and Karen, who were hosting the barbecue. They seemed to be in their late-30s. I had seen Karen a few times although I’d not met her. Several days a week she went out for a run and her regular route took her out and back past my house. If it was a day I was working from home then I’d see her go by. She had a distance runner’s body, thin and lanky but not especially tall. Brown hair that she kept short. Not a lot in the breast department. When she went out for her run she would look smart and almost elegant. When she came back her clothes would be soaked with sweat and her hair all messed up.

We introduced ourselves and made small-talk for a while. Then Alex went off to attend to the food on the barbecue leaving me alone with Karen. Today she was in white shorts and a plain white top. Her whole body was a picture of fitness. The white clothing accentuated her suntanned skin.

“So do you run competitively?” I asked.

“Sometimes. I do half-marathons mostly. Marathons are just too insane.”

“Well, at the risk of being accused of sexism or something, I have to say that all the running tones your body really nicely.”

“Yes. I started about 6 years ago when Jess, my eldest, was born. To get back in shape after pregnancy. I sort of got addicted. I missed it when I got pregnant with my son and couldn’t wait to get back to it.”

“You take it pretty seriously. You always come back covered in sweat.”

“Oh my god, you see me at my total worst. You have to cover your eyes.”

“I like pretty women running past my house. Even sweaty ones. There should be more.”

“You really think I’m attractive even when I’m covered in sweat? You are weird.”

I lowered my voice. “You look like you just had sex. Especially on hot days when you are just in those tight shorts and a sports-bra.”

She laughed. “Oh my god. There’s a pervert moved into the neighborhood.”

“Sorry. I’m a guy. We can’t help it.”

“Well you could keep it to yourself. That’s not the way people talk around here. It’s pretty conservative. Flirting is frowned upon.”

“I didn’t offend you did I?”

“No, I’m not that conservative. I was brought up in New York City. I have to bite my tongue sometimes to avoid saying something that would be amusing there but would raise eyebrows here.”

“We’ll have to get together for non-conservative conversation from time to time.”

“That’d be fun. But with two small children I don’t have a lot of time.”

“How do you go for your runs then?”

“I have a nanny who comes over a few times a week.”

“Well, drop by on your way back from your run one day.”

“But then I’m all sweaty and horrible.”

“I told you, all that sweat is suggestive and sexy.”

“I…”

But I have no idea what she was about to say because at that moment, a tall blonde with large breasts, like a Scandinavian straight from central casting, walked up to us. Since she was wearing short shorts her legs seemed to go on forever. Her top was tightly stretched over her breasts and short enough to leave a few inches of skin above her shorts. I would have guessed she was in her late 20s.

“Sigrund, this is Paul,” Karen said. “He just moved into the house on the corner. Anyway, I need to go and circulate, be the good hostess.”

“You are Swedish?” I said. Sigrund sounded like a Scandinavian name.

“Icelandic.”

“How long have you been here?”

“I came to the US when I was a little girl.”

“And now you are a big girl,” I said, looking at her breasts. Then I looked up at her face. She was over 6’ and so a few inches taller than me. I could see that she had noticed my inspection of her chest. Women love it when you check them out like that, even though they may tell you they don’t.

“We moved to this neighborhood last year when we got married. My husband John is around somewhere but I can’t see him right now to introduce you.”

“I’m sure I’ll run into him by the end of the day.”

“So what do you do?” she asked.

“I wish I could say I am superman and I save kids from certain death. But actually I’m an actuary. The only profession more boring than being an accountant.”

Another woman came over. She had light brown skin. Black hair. She was wearing a sari so I knew she was Indian. She was much shorter than Sigrund, of course. And much smaller breasted too. But definitely cute. It is hard to tell the ages of Asians but she was probably early 40s.

“Hi, I’m Kali,” she said. “You must be Paul, our new neighbor.”

“Guilty as charged,” I said as I shook her hand.

“What do you do?” she asked.

“He’s superman,” Sigrund said before I could answer.

“Oh really. So what superpowers do you have?” Kali said.

“I have X-ray vision.”

“Really?” Sigrund said smiling. “I hope you can’t see through my clothes.”

I laughed. “Oh yes. I can tell what color panties you are wearing.”

I turned back to Kali. “I think yours are black,” I said. “Indians seem to like black panties.”

“How would you know that?”

“You tend to notice the color when you take them off.”

“Oh my. You’ve had an Indian girlfriend?”

“Yes. Asians all seem to like black panties.”

“Gosh. We’ve only been talking a couple of minutes and already you’ve got the conversation onto sex. You’re dangerous.”

“Am I right?”

“Very right. I rarely wear anything else, as you said. So what do you really do?”

“So you don’t believe I’m superman? Actually I’m an actuary. I do a lot of work on pension plans. Not exactly exciting stuff.”

“There’s a lot of math right?”

“Pretty much.”

“Can I ask a big favor?”

“Of course.”

“My daughter Padmal is struggling a bit with AP Math and she has an exam in a month. Can you give her a little extra help?”

“No problem.”

“How much do you charge?”

“Don’t be silly, I’m not going to bill you.” Of course I had other incentives for taking the job. “Give me your phone number so we can coordinate.”

She told me the number and I typed it into my phone. My first number of the day.

Kali wandered off back towards the main part of the party by the swimming pool leaving me alone with Sigrund.

“What about mine?” said Sigrund. “Don’t tell me you’ve had an Icelandic girlfriend too.”

I laughed again. “No. There are only, like, 10,000 Icelanders in the world anyway.”

“I think it is more like 300,000. But yes, not many. Unless you have visited Iceland the chances of you…” She paused, looking a little embarrassed about what she had been going to say.

“Not much chance of my having seen any Icelandic panties, as it were?”

“I was going to be more direct. Icelanders aren’t prudish at all.”

“OK. I was unlikely to have fucked any Icelandic girls.”

“I wasn’t going to be that direct!”

“Green,” I said. “I think an Icelandic girl would wear green.”

“What’s the trick? How do you do it?”

“I’m right, you mean?”

“I can’t believe I’m standing here discussing my panties with a stranger. But yes.”

“And inside those green panties my X-ray vision tells me you’re shaved.”

She gasped. “Oh my god, you are standing at this party imagining…you know.”

“…your pussy.”

“Why am I even having this conversation?”

“Because it is turning you on. My X-ray vision thinks your pussy is a little wet.”

“Perhaps.”

“You have to show me.”

“That’s not going to happen. At least not today.”

“Wow,” I said. “My turn to be surprised.”

“I didn’t mean it. It just sort of slipped out. Don’t you dare repeat it to anyone.”

“Don’t worry. I’m very discreet. But it would be fun.”

“It would be very bad too. I’m a recently married, happily married, woman.”

“What’s your phone number?”

She paused for ten seconds, clearly wondering whether or not to give it to me, a tiny little fragment of infidelity. Then she rattled it off, turned and went back to the crowd around the barbecue. I had the impression she was leaving it to chance, that maybe I’d catch all the digits correctly, maybe not. But one advantage of working with numbers all the time is that I have a great memory for them. A moment later it was in my phone.

I circulated around for a bit, introducing myself to people, but there was little opportunity for any flirting. There were now too many people around. I went and got another beer.

I was enjoying the cold beer when I heard a motorcycle coming up the street. I didn’t think anything of it until it pulled into the driveway. It was ridden by a woman, dressed in a one-piece black leather suit. She looked a bit like catwoman with a big bike between her legs. She took off her helmet and shook her hair loose. She had red hair and looked to be about 20. She must be Raven, the student someone had mentioned who was coming later from her school. In a car, I had assumed.

Raven was stunning. The leather stuck to her body like a second skin, doing nothing to hide her feminine figure and the swell of her breasts. It had a long zipper going from her neck to well below her waist. I figured every man at the barbecue was imagining pulling it down and finding her naked underneath.

“Oh there you are.” Kali was walking towards me. I pulled my eyes away from Raven as she got off her bike. Next to Kali was a teenager, also Indian, in very short cutoff denim shorts and a bikini top. Like the Katy Perry song. Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top. She looked a little slutty, to be honest. I’m sure her mother Kali did not approve.

“You must be Padmal,” I said.

“Yes. My Mom says you volunteered to help me with AP Math.”

Volunteering didn’t exactly describe it but I wasn’t going to complain. Padmal was very pretty. She was a little shorter than her mother, thinner but with larger breasts that filled out her bikini top. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail and threaded through the back of a pink baseball cap.

“Yes,” I said. “I’m an actuary so studied a lot of math in college and I use a lot every day. So when do you want to come over?”

We arranged a time for her first lesson on Tuesday after school. I gave her my number in case she had to cancel. Kali and Padmal turned to go back to the pool area.

“Send me a text to confirm the time we just agreed so I don’t forget,” I shouted after her. A moment later my phone vibrated in my pocket. I had Padmal’s number, my third of the afternoon.

I went to the bathroom. As I left to rejoin the party, Raven, the motorcyclist, was coming up the stairs. Time to arrange a tee-time with her.

“Hi, I’m Paul,” I said.

“I’m Raven. I just came up to take off these leathers. They are really hot once you get off the bike.”

She walked through one of the open bedroom doors and I followed her.

“Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme,” I sang.

“Richard Thompson. 1952 Vincent Black Lightning.”

“Wow. I didn’t expect anyone here in the Midwest to know much about obscure British guitarists.”

“I only know that one song, I think. Because I’m a red-headed biker. So I hear you have been livening up the neighborhood. At least I assume it is you. There can’t be many Pauls who are new here.”

“What do you mean?”

“Guessing the color of everyone’s panties.”

I laughed. “I only did it a couple of times to break the ice. I got both right so now everyone is wondering how I did it, what the trick is, although it was just luck.”

“So how about me?”

“You mean your panties?”

“I’ll be offended if you don’t try and guess mine.”

I stared at her crotch as if I would be able to see her panties through the black leather and whatever she wore underneath. I could sense that she was a bit uncomfortable being inspected like that.

“I don’t think you are wearing any,” I said. “You look like the kind of girl that likes that sort of danger. Motorbikes. No panties. Probably inappropriate boyfriends. Like to have sex when you might get caught.”

“You don’t beat about the bush do you?”

“I’d like to beat about your bush,” I said. “Then again, I bet you are shaved. But I hope with a little orange patch of hair left for decoration.”

“Gosh,” she said. I could sense she was getting turned on.

I hooked my finger into the ring of the zipper at her neck and slowly pulled it down, over the swell of her breasts. The zipper ran almost all the way to her crotch. Underneath she was wearing a pink top. I could see the top of pants, although I presumed they were shorts. She pushed the top part of her leathers off her shoulders. Her nipples stuck out prominently through her top. She saw me looking at them and blushed slightly.

She sat down on the bed and started to try to take off one of her biking boots. I bent down and pulled it off for her. She stuck out the other leg and I pulled that boot off too. Then she stood up again and worked the leather over her hips until finally she could step out of it. In shorts and a top it was hard to imagine her on her powerful bike.

“So am I right?” I said.

“You might be.”

“You have to show me.”

“You wish.”

I reached out and took hold of the zipper in her shorts. I could feel her trembling with anticipation but she did nothing to stop me as I slowly slid it down. Of course my cock was starting to harden. I pushed a finger in through the opening. I could feel the fine down of her pubic hair and the soft fleshiness of her mound. She wasn’t wearing panties. It took a lot of willpower not to pull her shorts off there and then, I don’t think she’d have stopped me, but someone could come by at any moment.

“You naughty girl,” I said quietly as I handed her my phone. I pulled the zipper back up again as she entered her number.

“I like the feel of it. I never wear panties under tight shorts.”

“The rough cotton. The soft folds.”

She laughed. “You are something.”

We went back down and rejoined the barbecue, both of us knowing that we would meet again and her shorts would not remain on next time.

I socialized a bit more and when the party seemed to be wrapping up I walked home. I was pleased with my first foray into the neighborhood. My phone had five numbers in it. Sigrund, the tall busty Icelander who had already hinted at being naughty. Raven, the student biker girl, whose pubes I’d already run my fingers through. Kali, the Indian woman, and her pretty daughter Padmal. It was going to be fun trying to seduce them. I hadn’t even needed to ask Karen for her number, it had been on the invitation to the barbecue.

Chapter 2: Sunday evening to Tuesday morning

That evening I texted Raven: “hi red-headed biker girl”

“hi what’s up?”

“what school do you go to?”

She told me. It was about a 20-mile drive. Not too far but far enough she wouldn’t worry about being seen with me.

“do you have your own room?”

“no. share :(”

“when is she away?”

“lol”

“i’m serious”

“i know”

I didn’t reply for half an hour. Let her decide on her own for a bit.

“this weekend” she texted. It was as good as an invitation.

“5pm Friday” I replied.

“what are we going to do?”

“everything”

“what do you mean?”

“kiss, cuddle, suck, lick, fuck”

“omg. you are not like boys my age. so direct”

“are you turned-on?”

“you know i am”

“keep it that way until Friday”

“omg. how will i do my schoolwork?”

“you’ll have to touch a lot”

“lol that’s tough in a shared room”

“you’ll have to learn to cum quietly. so she can’t tell”

“she did it a couple of mornings ago. i could see bedding moving. hear little moans”

“i bet you had to touch too”

“lol of course”

So I knew what I was doing on Friday evening and Saturday. Always best to leave the girl hungry for more: “i have to go. ttyl”

Next up was Sigrund: “hi green panty girl”

It wasn’t until very late at night that she responded. Probably her husband had gone to bed.

“i shouldn’t be chatting to you”

I wasn’t going to argue. I just waited for her next message. It came about ten minutes later.

“are you there?”

“of course. i thought you didn’t want to chat”

“you know just what i meant”

“you can’t stop yourself chatting with me?”

“how did you do that?”

“guess your panty color?”

“no. that was a lucky guess, i’m sure”

“i want to get them off”

“i think most men do”

“you are hot enough to be a stripper”

“i’m not sure if that is a compliment or an insult but i’ll take it in the good way”

“you have a great body. i can’t wait to see it”

“you certainly don’t hide that fact. i can’t believe i’m even considering it. i don’t even really know you”

“when is a good time?”

She didn’t reply for a time. Obviously wondering whether to even answer. And then she sent a torrent of texts without me even having a moment to reply.

“i don’t work wednesdays”

“omg. i shouldn’t have told you that”

“i’m going to be so undone”

“but it must be a secret if”

Finally I replied. “if what?”

“if you get to see my panties, as it were”

“i thought you said icelanders were not prudish”

“ok. if you fuck me. is that explicit enough for you? i’m going to bed now before i embarrass myself any more”

“ok. night”

With Kali it was too soon to flirt hard. It was her daughter Padmal that I needed to get warmed up first. But that could wait until our first math lesson. I didn’t want to flirt with Kali to the extent that she started to worry if I was flirting with her daughter too. It is dangerous to get between a bear and her cub.

On Monday I had to go onsite to a client. But around lunchtime I figured it was time for a few more texts to keep everyone warm.

Kali I just sent a text saying “black again”. Sexual enough for now, and she could also be pretty certain I wasn’t sending her daughter Padmal texts about her own underwear. She hadn’t even had her first lesson yet.

With Sigrund I kept on the panty theme and just sent a one word text: “pink”.

She texted back almost immediately. “you are warm”

“i bet you are too”

“omg. i’m at work. please don’t”

“don’t what?”

“don’t get me all warmed up”

“red and white stripes?”

“red with white polka dots, mr x-ray eyes”

“pretty”

“you’ll have to imagine it”

“ok. i’m imagining you in just your panties”

“omg no. that’s not what i meant. you are evil”

“where do you work?”

She told me. It was not far from my client’s office where I was working that day.

“do you want a coffee?”

“too busy right now. how about 2pm”

Since she knew the area much better than me, the new arrival, I let her pick a place. She was already there when I arrived, dressed in tight jeans and a blouse. And red and white panties.

“I shouldn’t have come,” she said as I sat down beside her with my coffee.

“Why? We are in public.”

“I know. But you don’t need any encouragement.”

“So what sort of work do you do?”

“Guess.”

“Icelandic supermodel.”

She laughed. “Thanks for the compliment. But I’m sort of the opposite. I’m a web programmer.”

“A perfect combination. Smart and beautiful.”

“Actually being a tall blonde sort of works against me. People don’t believe I can be any good at Python.”

“That is such a setup for a dirty response about the python in my pants. But I’m trying to behave.”

“You are incorrigible,” she said with a smile. “It’s a programming language.”

“I know. So are you going to see me on Wednesday?”

“I don’t know. I shouldn’t, should I? I’ve only been married a year or so. I’m not even at the stage where it is stale or where we hardly ever do it any more. I’ve heard many marriages get like that.”

“Yes. People get too comfortable with each other.”

“Really? I thought that was the point of marriage, being really comfortable with each other.”

“Comfortable is good in some ways. But it is not arousing. Danger, uncertainty, ambiguity. Those are the things that…you know. Make you quiver inside.”

“Gosh. I suppose that is why you…” She stopped.

I put my hand on her thigh. “…why I’m exciting. Dangerous. Ambiguous.”

“I’m not sure you are ambiguous. It is pretty clear what you want. But you are dangerous for sure.”

There was a long silence. Almost reluctantly she pushed my hand off her leg.

“What is your secret?” I asked.

“How do you mean?”

“Everyone has a secret. A sexual secret. Something they did that they shouldn’t have done. Or something they want to do but never have. What is yours?”

“I am not sure I have one.”

“You will after Wednesday.”

“You are so bad. Maybe.”

“So what do you want to do that you have never tried?”

“I’m not sure.” She paused for a moment to think. “There is one thing. I’ve never been tied up but the idea is arousing. I imagine it sometimes when I mast…” She stopped again. “I can’t believe I was about to tell you that. I’ve never told anyone. Not even my husband.”

“That’s sad.”

“Sad? Why?”

“Because if you want to try being tied up then he is the person to tell. To try it.”

“But being tied up is not cuddly loving marital sex. It is raw and dirty. He might regret marrying me if he finds out I have such lewd thoughts.”

“You can try it on Wednesday.”

“Oh gosh, you are making me…you know.”

I leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Making those red and white panties damp.”

“I’d better go,” she said. “Before I say anything I will really regret. You won’t tell anyone, will you?”

“About your secret?”

“About any of this. Even that we had coffee together.”

“I told you, I’m very discreet.”

“Good. I’ll see you around.”

“You’ll see me on Wednesday.”

“Oh gosh, I probably will, won’t I? I’m playing with fire aren’t I?”

“Fire will make you all hot.”

“Phew. Just so long as I don’t get burned.”

We hugged modestly for the first time and she left. I sat there and finished my coffee and waited for my erection to subside.

At that moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Kali.

“i’m so predictable”

“i am sure you are really full of surprises” I texted back. One day I hoped to find out.

It was the next day, on Tuesday, when I was working from home, that I saw Karen go out for a run. I wondered if she would dare to take up my invitation to come by on her way back from her run.

While she was out I texted Kali. I guessed that she had decided to be unpredictable that day, expecting me to guess black again, so it would be anything but. I had no idea what her underwear drawer contained but a pair of white panties seemed like it would have good odds.

“white” I texted to her.

An hour later I watched Karen, sweaty and tired, as she ran past my house. I felt a sense of disappointment when she didn’t slow down. But she must have changed her mind since a couple of minutes later my doorbell rang.

I opened the door.

“Wow,” I said as I looked her up and down. She was disheveled and sweaty. She had a sports-bra and a loose vest on top, short running shorts. White socks and running shoes, of course. I had been half-joking when I said she looked like she’d just had sex when she came back from her runs, but it was close to the truth. The flushed face, the sweaty body, the tousled hair. She looked like she had just cum. I stood back to let her in.

“I shouldn’t have come,” she said. Married women often say that, as if it excuses what they are doing somewhat.

“Let me get you a towel,” I said. I went and got two. I passed one to her and put the other on the sofa so that she would be comfortable sitting without sweating into the fabric. She wiped her face and her midriff dry and sat on the sofa. I sat at the other end, nearby but not threateningly close.

“I feel so unpresentable like this. I should have gone home and changed first.”

“But then you’d never have come round, I bet. Anyway, I love you looking all post-orgasmic like that.”

“You are such a flirt.”

I took a calculated risk. “I can stop if you want.”

“No. I love it. I miss it. Alex never really did flirting even before we were married, let alone after.”

“Take off your vest. It’s soaked. You’ll be more comfortable.”

“But…” she said. Then she stopped and just pulled her vest over her head and sat there in her sports-bra and tiny shorts.

“Are you wearing panties?”

She laughed. “I heard you were the guy who could tell everything about a woman’s panties.”

“A couple of lucky guesses and I have that reputation. Everybody seems to have heard.”

“So what’s your guess?”

“Hmm. Plain white cotton. Something cheap and boring but comfortable for running.”

“You are good at guessing.”

“Show me.”

“You mean take off my shorts.”

“Yes.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because I told you to. And because it would be exciting to do as you are told.”

She sat there for a moment. Then she stood up, took a deep breath and slipped off her shorts. She was wearing plain white panties just as I’d guessed. She stayed standing up so I got a nice view of the little bulge in her panties where her mound was hidden. I could see a few wisps of brown pubic hair that had escaped into view.

“I have no idea why I’m doing this. And no, I’m not going to take off my panties.”

She sat down on the sofa, a little closer to me. I could sense she was at least a little aroused. Not surprising really since she was half-naked.

“So what’s your secret?”

“What secret?”

“Everyone has a sexual secret. Something they’ve done they shouldn’t have done. Or something that they really want to try but never have.”

“Well I’ve not always been faithful. I mean I always have with Alex. But some earlier boyfriends not so much. This is as naughty as I’ve been since I was married. You are the only other man to see my panties.”

“So what do you crave?”

“Hmm, I don’t really know. I’ve always been quite adventurous but Alex is pretty vanilla. I’m not complaining but I do miss being ‘taken’. Where the man takes total control and ignores my desires and just uses me roughly. I had a boyfriend who was on the football team. He used to do that. It was such a turn-on. Alex would consider it too rapey. Not politically correct.”

I stood up. There was an extension cord for my laptop lying on the coffee table. I picked it up. I grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her to her feet. I spun her around, grabbed her other arm and wrapped the extension cord around her wrists so she had her arms immobilized behind her as if she was handcuffed. She struggled a little but I was larger and stronger. I knotted the cord.

“You mustn’t,” she cried. But I could tell she was totally turned-on.

I pushed her away from me against the arm at the end of the sofa and bent her over. I let go for a moment, reached down with both hands and tore her panties, and pulled the ragged fabric to one side. I pushed her legs apart by forcing one knee between them, and then I thrust my hand against her pussy and rubbed her. She was dripping wet. I pushed a finger into her. She squealed in surprise at the unexpected invasion. I started to finger-fuck her, hard and fast.

Almost instantly she came. She was not quiet. I could feel her pussy clamp down around my finger hard. She let out a series of loud groans as I felt her pussy pulse with pleasure. I slid my other hand around her body and pushed her sports-bra off her small breasts. I took one of her nipples between finger and thumb and pinched it hard as her orgasm continued to flood her body with ecstatic sensations of joy and she continued to moan and groan and shake.

When her orgasm had passed, she lay limply across the sofa arm. I rolled her onto her back on the sofa, her arms still pinioned behind her body, and spread her legs. Her pussy had a thick triangle of brown curls above it but she shaved the lips. Between them the little pink inner lips glistened with the juices of her climax. I bent forward and pressed my mouth against her, pushing my tongue into her as deeply as I could.

“Oh my god,” she squealed as she felt my tongue inside her. I swirled my tongue around the entrance to her cunt before I moved up and used the tip of my tongue to tantalize her clit, touching it, probing it, circling it, moving in a random pattern so she couldn’t anticipate the rhythm. She was panting and moaning and her whole body was trembling, a bundle of arousal. Her hips were making little thrusts against my mouth.

I pushed a finger inside her again. After her orgasm her vagina was more relaxed so I pushed a second finger in too. As I started to lick her clit more predictably I started to fuck her pussy with my fingers.

“I never…twice…oh my god I’m going to.”

Her body tensed up again, her cunt squeezing my fingers almost painfully tightly. Then she was cumming again, a second orgasm within a space of a few minutes. I didn’t wait for it to finish, I unzipped my pants. With her hands behind her back she couldn’t put me inside but her hips rose up hungrily, eager for my cock. I positioned my knob just inside her pussy, pushed my hips forwards and my cock slipped into the warm, wet, tightness of her body.

I started to fuck her, long strokes, almost pulling completely out of her before thrusting back in hard and fast and deep. I reached forward and put one of my hands on each of her little breasts. I could feel the hard nipples against the palms of my hand. I stroked her breasts and rubbed her nipples as my cock pumped in and out of her pussy. She was thrusting her hips hard now, moving them up to meet me each time I thrust down into her.

“Oh my god. Again?” she cried out loudly. Once again her body went rigid for a second and then she was bubbling with bliss as her body once again shook with a third orgasm. As it died away she was whimpering, as if it was too much for her to take.

I was almost cumming. It was intense for me too. I pulled out of her, grabbed her shoulder and pulled her off the sofa so she was kneeling on the floor, her wrists still tied behind her back. I pushed my cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head and swirled her tongue around my cockhead. My cock was throbbing with pleasure as she took me the last little distance to orgasm.

I felt it rise inside me, felt the first powerful jet of cum as it blasted from me into the back of her mouth. She used her mouth and tongue to milk me until I was emptied. She swallowed and lay back against the sofa. Between her run and the sex she was completely spent.

She had her eyes closed as if she had fallen asleep, still breathing hard. Her sports bra was still on her body, but pushed up above her breasts. The remains of her panties were around one of her thighs. I reached behind her and undid the extension cord and freed her wrists.

She opened her eyes. “Fuck, you shouldn’t have done that. But fuck, was it hot. I never have multiple orgasms like that.”

“You said you wanted to be taken.”

“Yes, but I was talking in the abstract. It wasn’t an invitation to take me.”

“You aren’t cross are you?”

“Gosh no. It was incredible. I feel a little guilty now though. That’s the first time I’ve been unfaithful to him. But it was worth it.”

She pushed the tatters of her panties down over her foot. “I guess I won’t be wearing those panties again.”

She picked up her shorts and pulled them on, pulled her bra back down and put her vest on.

“I need to be getting home, the nanny will wonder where I am.”

I laughed. “Tell her you sprained your ankle and had to run slowly.”

“More like sprained my wrists,” she said, rubbing them where I’d tied them with the cord. “You certainly were not gentle.”

“I thought that was what you wanted. Being taken roughly.”

“It was. You were even better than in my fantasies when I…you know.”

“…imagine being taken against your will.”

“Yes. Isn’t that a bit weird. Not what a good feminist should desire.”

I opened the door to let her out.

“Are you going to come by again?”

“I mustn’t. Oh, who am I kidding? You know I probably won’t be able to keep away. You are like an addictive drug.”

“Enjoy the rest of your day,” I shouted after her as she jogged down to the sidewalk and set off the short distance back to her own house.

My phone beeped in my pocked. It was Kali finally replying.

“how do you do it?”

“haha i guessed it would be anything other than black”

Chapter 3: Tuesday evening

Once Karen had gone, I went and took a shower. I needed to get some work done and then I was scheduled to tutor Padmal once she got home from school late afternoon.

It was after 5pm when my doorbell rang. It hadn’t crossed my mind that Padmal went to a private school with a uniform. The only time I’d seen her before she was in teenager uniform, shorts and a bikini top. This time she looked like something out of one of those schoolgirl pornos, a dark blue skirt, a white blouse through which I could see the outline of her bra, white socks and flat shoes. Not at all the image that she’d projected at the barbecue.

“Would you like a soda? Or a beer?” I offered. “I’m going to have one.”

“How old do you think I am?” she asked.

“Seventeen or eighteen.”

“Yes. Eighteen. Just as long as you know I’m not 21. But I’d love a beer.”

“Would your parents mind?”

“I only have a Mom. My father died when I was little.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“You are not going to tell her are you?”

“No. Everything that happens here is off the record. You can do what you want and I won’t tell your Mom.”

“Gosh. That’s like a blank check. I’m not sure what use I should make of it though.”

“You can take all your clothes off, I’m not going to complain.”

She laughed. “You are not like boys my age. They would never dare say that even though they probably want me to.”

“As someone who was once a male teenager, I can tell you that they all want to see you naked.”

I got two beers out of the refrigerator and opened them. I passed one bottle to her.

“So is it true what they say about you?”

I had no idea what she had heard. I hoped that it wasn’t that Karen had stopped at my place that morning.

“What do they say about me?”

“That you have this trick whereby you can tell the color of a girl’s panties.”

It was funny how a couple of chance remarks at the barbecue had spread all over the neighborhood so now everyone thought I was some sort of amazing mentalist.

“I suppose you want me to do yours.”

“I bet you can’t.”

“So what do you bet?”

“I don’t know. It was just a sort of challenge.”

“If I get it right you have to take them off.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Have you ever taken them off for a guy before?”

“You truly promise that you won’t tell my Mom.”

“I promise.”

“I don’t know why I’m even telling you any of this.”

“Don’t worry. You can tell me anything and I won’t breathe a word of it to your mother. Or anyone else for that matter.”

“OK. Yes, I took my panties off before. I’ve done it. I’ve had sex. Just a few weeks ago.”

I could tell she was half embarrassed to tell me, and half proud of herself.

“Just once?” I asked.

“No. Four times. Just with one boy though.”

“Your boyfriend?”

“Sort of. But my Mom won’t let me have a boyfriend. So he’s more like my secret lover.”

“Was it good?”

“The first time wasn’t. It really hurt. But the other three times…wow.”

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

“I’ve never told anyone. Not even my BFF girlfriend. She’s very religious and would not approve.”

“I love to hear secrets.”

“Gosh. This is certainly a secret. I should be all shy about it but with you I’m not, for some reason.”

“You are proud of yourself. You want to tell someone, someone who won’t disapprove.”

“Maybe. So which time shall I tell you about?”

“The last time. Probably the best time. But don’t tell me yet, we’ll both get all distracted.”

“Too late,” she said. “I’m already distracted. Very distracted.”

“Math,” I said.

I spent a good hour going over some of the pre-calculus stuff she was having trouble with. Then I went and sat at my computer while she sat at the dining table and worked through the exercises. When she was done she came and stood beside me at my desk.

I went over the answers with my pen in one hand. Almost absent-mindedly I stroked the back of one of her legs and was pleased that she stayed glued to the spot and made no attempt to stop me or move her leg.

“Well, that’s enough math for today,” I said. “So tell me your story.”

“The last time was last week. I went to his house after school. We went up to his bedroom and lay on his bed. We started making out, just kissing and cuddling. His hands were all over me. I’ve sort of got used to that now but the first time I really felt I should fight him off despite the fact that I was loving it. He unbuttoned my blouse.” She laughed. “He couldn’t get my bra undone so I had to do it myself. So his hands were…you know.”

“Touching your breasts?”

“Yes. It feels so naughty that.”

“Having your breasts touched?”

“Yes. They are very sensitive. Especially…the points.”

“Your nipples.”

“Yes.

As she talked I continued to stroke her leg, letting my hand drift further up the soft silky skin of her thighs underneath her skirt.

“I was dressed like this. School uniform. He was stroking my leg high up. By my panties.”

I let my own hand slide higher, close to her panties. She let out a little sigh of pleasure.

“I was so aroused,” she continued. “I unzipped him and held it.”

“His cock…it is OK to say dirty words to me.”

“I know. I’ve just never said them before to anyone. It feels illegal.”

“Don’t be shy with me.”

“I’m not being shy. And you are being even less shy. You’ve got your hand up my skirt and it is taking all my willpower not to stop you because I know I ought to. But it feels so wonderful even though we both know that we shouldn’t be doing it.”

“Why?”

“Because you are older than my Mom. You shouldn’t be touching my leg. Plus I realize what is going to happen next.”

“What’s going to happen?”

“You are going to touch it.”

“And you want me to?”

“Yes. My body can barely wait.”

“So you are holding him…”

“Yes. I’m stroking him…his cock, gosh that feels naughty to say. His hand slides up onto my panties and he is sort of rubbing me. Stroking my…my…my pussy. I don’t think I’ve ever dared say that word before either.”

I let my hand slip onto her panties. I could feel the fleshiness of her outer pussy lips through the thin material. Her body jerked at the touch of my fingers on her panties and she stood there, breathing hard, as I softly rubbed her.

“So what color are they?” she said suddenly.

“If I get it right you have to take them off.”

“OK.”

“Do you want me to get it right or wrong?”

“Right. Although I shouldn’t. But I want to feel it.”

“Feel what?”

“You are going to make me say it?”

“Yes.”

“I want to feel your fingers, touching me. Touching my pussy. There. I said it.”

“I’m going to put my finger inside you if I get it right.”

“Oh my god. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on. So guess my panties.”

“Well, you bet me I’d get it wrong earlier so it must be something unusual. Not white or black.”

I rubbed her pussy again as if somehow I could sense the color through my fingertips. She let out a little moan.

“Blue and white stripes,” I said. I hadn’t a clue. It seemed as likely as anything.

“Close enough,” she said. She reached underneath her skirt and slipped her panties down. They fell around her ankles. They were actually light blue, not striped at all. I think she would have taken them off whatever I’d guessed. I slipped my hand back up under her skirt and lightly touched her pussy lips. She was very hot there.

I could feel her whole body tense, anticipating the moment when I pushed my finger into her as I had already told her I would. I slid my finger up and down the length of her labia, coating my finger with her juices. Finally I pushed a finger in. She was tight but very wet. She groaned. I pushed the finger further until it was completely inside her body.

“So keep telling the story,” I said.

“So he was rubbing me. He doesn’t really know what’s what down there on a girl, but it felt great anyway.”

I pulled my finger out of her and let it slip up between her labia until I felt the unmistakable tiny hard point of her clit. I started to move my fingertip, very lightly, barely touching her. I could sense from the noises that she was making that she was extremely aroused.

“Oh gosh that feels good. I try to tell him where to touch but…it’s so tiny it’s hard for him to find.”

“I was clueless when I was his age. Don’t worry. Guys learn.”

“Sometimes it is hard for me to find when I…you know.”

“Masturbate?”

“Yes. It makes me feel guilty admitting it.”

“Don’t. Almost all girls do it once they discover how.”

“Anyway, I was so worked up I couldn’t wait any longer. So I took off my skirt and panties and was completely naked. Then I pulled off his pants and underwear. So he was just in a shirt.”

I started to rub her clit a bit harder.

“Gosh it is hard to concentrate on telling a story when you are doing that.”

I smiled. “You want me to stop?”

“Of course not. Anyway, he lay on his back. I got a condom out of my purse and put it on him. It took a lot of nerve to buy them, almost as much as to have sex the first time. Then I sat across him, straddled him, and sort of guided him inside me. It didn’t hurt at all any more. It is the most incredible feeling when it goes in. I’m still not used to it.”

While I kept one finger caressing her clit I let my thumb slip inside her. I started to slowly fuck her with my thumb as I continued to stimulate her clit hard.

“So I’m…I can’t do this…I sort of sat on top of him and thrust back and forth…you are going to make me cum…he didn’t last long…oh keep going…so I can feel his cock twitching inside me…in my pussy. Oh my god I’m cumming.”

She sort of collapsed against me as her legs buckled underneath her. I could feel her orgasm inside her pussy when it squeezed my thumb almost painfully. I grabbed her arm so she didn’t end up in a heap on the ground. Her whole body was shaking and she was moaning loudly. “Oh gosh I’ve never…it’s so strong…shit,” she almost shouted. I pressed my thumb as deep as I could into her vagina and did my best to keep my finger stroking her clit until finally she slumped against me as if in a coma.

While she recovered from her climax, I unzipped my pants and freed my cock. After a minute she opened her eyes.

“Wow. That’s big. Well bigger than the only one I’ve seen.”

She tentatively wrapped her hand around my shaft and almost experimentally stroked it. It felt very special, of course.

“Will you show me how to…whatever the word is? Put it in my mouth. I’ve seen it in porn and it looks so hot but I’ve not dared to try it yet. But I want to.”

“OK,” I said. “I’ll give you a lesson in AP Sex too. Kneel between my legs.”

She got down on the floor. Her mouth was inches away from the head of my cock.

“Now put your mouth over it.”

She slowly moved forward, opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my shaft taking the whole of my pink knob inside.

“Now move your tongue around. Just explore really. Anything you do will feel good. Like when a tongue explores your pussy. Every little movement feels great.”

She lifted her head up for a moment. “I’ve not done that either. Will you…do it to me? Lick me?”

“OK. But we will run out of time today. It will have to be next time.”

She lowered her head back to my cock and her tongue circled around the rim of my cockhead.

“It’s especially good there, underneath,” I told her as her tongue fell on that special sensitive place. “Now move your head up and down a bit too. So my cock slides in and out of your mouth.”

She did as instructed and lovely feelings of excitement radiated from my cock through my whole body. It is always good when a girl really knows how to suck a cock, but it is almost as good when she does not but she has limitless enthusiasm to try. A virgin mouth has its own pleasures. And, of course, I love to be the first guy to cum in a young girl’s mouth, the first seed she swallows.

“You can use your hand too,” I suggested. “Stroke the shaft of my cock. Caress my balls. Just be playful and don’t be rough, it all feels nice.”

I let her explore, just find her own way, without giving her continuous instruction.

“Do you want to make me cum?”

She nodded her head without taking her mouth off my cock.

“OK. So like when you masturbate, you want to get a rhythm going and then not stop.”

She didn’t need telling twice. She started to stroke my shaft with one hand while she bobbed her head up and down on the head, pressing her tongue against the most sensitive places.

“That’s right,” I said. “Just keep going now. It’ll happen.”

I could feel myself gradually getting closer. In some ways it is even more exciting when orgasm approaches slowly but inexorably. It seems to build up to a higher level inside before the dam breaks.

“I’m nearly there,” I said quietly. “Look up into my eyes.”

I gazed into the young Indian’s eyes as I felt my climax welling up inside me. I made a little grunt to give her a little warning and then I felt the first powerful spurt of creamy cum shoot from my cock into the back of her mouth. I could see the pride in her eyes as she felt my cock twitch in her mouth and tasted my cum on her tongue, the first time she’d made a guy finish in her mouth.

“Keep going,” I said when I felt her falter for a moment.

She used her hand and her mouth to stroke me and lick me and drain me until the last little dribbles of cum dripped onto her tongue.

“OK. You were brilliant for your first time.”

She took her head off my cock and sat back on her haunches. Her mouth was full of cum.

“You can either go and spit it out in the bathroom or just swallow it. Swallowing is much sexier, I don’t know why.”

She closed her mouth and swallowed. The first gulp of cum of her life.

“I’d love for you to stay the rest of the evening,” I said. “But we’d better get you home. We don’t want your Mom being suspicious that I’m teaching you a lot more than pre-calculus.”

She laughed. “I’ll be back on Thursday. For another lesson.”

“Yes,” I said with a smile. “And we’d better do some pre-calculus first.”

She stood up and put her panties back on.

“We are going to do it, aren’t we?” she said. I didn’t bother to answer, it was superfluous.

“See you in two days,” I said as I let her out the front door.

That evening I went online and booked a hotel for the following day. Then I sent Sigrund a text.

“hilton downtown. noon. in the bar”

Chapter 4: Wednesday

Sigrund never replied to my text the night before so I wasn’t completely sure that she would turn up. Perhaps I’d booked a hotel room for nothing. But almost to the minute she walked into the bar. As always she turned the head of everyone in the room, men and women alike. A busty blonde over six foot is not a common sight. Since she was wearing a tight mini-dress that barely covered her panties, and high heels, she was even more of a sight. She walked over. I stood up and kissed her chastely on the cheek.

“Hi,” I said. “Don’t say it…you shouldn’t have come.”

She laughed. “I shouldn’t have. Why did you book a hotel?”

“I told you, I’m very discreet. Neighbors have eyes where we live and you are not exactly inconspicuous. What will you drink?”

“It feels very naughty to be drinking this early in the day. But I suppose that’s not the most naughty thing I’m likely to end up doing, so I’ll have a Grey Goose on the rocks with olives.”

I caught the waitress’s eye and soon we had two drinks in front of us, a little alcoholic stimulation to start the afternoon off right.

“So what are they today?” she said.

For a moment I wondered what she was talking about. Then I realized she wanted me to guess what panties she was wearing.

“If your dress was a couple of inches shorter it wouldn’t even be a mystery,” I said. “I think you will have picked something sexy. But also I think you will have picked the most obscure colored panties you have in your dresser.”

“I’m not going to give you any hints.”

“I think it is a thong.”

“It is. But what color is it?”

“It is patterned.”

“It is. So what pattern?”

“I have no chance of getting this right. Maybe leopard skin. A little tiny leopard skin patterned thong.”

“Good guess. I do have a pair like that. But it is actually white with lots of little strawberries. You are quite good at this panty-puzzle thing even though you didn’t get it perfectly.”

She uncrossed her legs and left them apart for a few seconds giving me a peek at her panties. The thong was tiny, barely covering her pussy. White with little tiny red dots that presumably were actually strawberries although I couldn’t really tell in the shadow of her skirt. Then she crossed her legs again. She downed the last of her drink.

“Ready?” I said.

“No,” she replied with a smile. But she got up and the two of us went to the elevator. A moment later we walked into the room.

“Oh my god,” she said when she saw the bed. Lying on it were four leather cuffs and some ropes. Plus a big vibrator and a small bottle of lube.

“Have you ever done it before?” I asked.

“No. Never. Just in my imagination. I hardly know you and now I’m trusting you to do this. Give up control completely.”

I already had a bottle of Champagne in an ice-bucket. I opened the bottle and poured two glasses and gave her one. We clinked our glasses and each took a sip.

“Kiss me. Let’s start gently.”

She was so much taller than me she had to bend down so that our lips could meet. At first our kiss was very gentle, just barely moving our lips against each other. I put my arms around her and let my hands slide down onto her ass and I pulled her against me. She had to be able to feel that I was already hard for her. I tentatively pushed my tongue forward and it was almost electrifying when our two tongues met for the first time. I worked the back of her mini-dress up so that my hands were on the skin of her ass, left bare by the white and strawberry thong I knew she wore. She sighed as I stroked her ass and our tongues entwined.

I broke the kiss. “Turn around,” I said.

When she did, I undid the zipper of her dress and pushed it off her shoulders. She slipped it over her hips and dropped it around her feet. She was wearing a matching bra and thong. Both were white with red strawberries all over, very pretty. Of course she looked amazing in just her underwear. The thong was so small it wouldn’t have covered her pubic hair if she had any. But she did not. My earlier guess that she was shaved was correct. Her bra was thin enough that I could make out her hard nipples almost poking through.

She bent down and kissed me again. I let a hand slide onto her breast. I could feel her nipple through her bra as I gently rubbed it. She let out a little moan. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra strap. She let it fall to the ground to join her dress. Considering how big they were, her breasts were surprisingly firm. She had nipples the size and color of raspberries, a deep red color, surrounded by brown areolas a couple of inches across.

She stepped back and undid the buttons on my shirt and pushed it off to fall to the floor with her own clothes. Then she knelt down in front of me, undid the belt on my pants, unzipped me and pulled everything down to my ankles. Of course my cock was already hard before her mouth closed over it. But I felt it get harder as her tongue started to work its magic and her fingers cradled and stroked my balls. She looked up at me as she sucked me, her Icelandic blue eyes staring into my own. She wrapped a hand around the shaft of my cock and gently stroked me as she used her mouth and tongue around my cock head.

I would have loved to let her carry on and cum in her mouth but I wanted to give her pleasure too. I pushed her gently towards the bed. She kicked her shoes off, rolled onto the bed, lay back and spread her legs. Of course her pussy was still hidden by the tiny scrap of her thong. I moved between her legs and pulled it to one side. She had big pink pussy lips, like an Icelandic butterfly. I bent down and gently ran my tongue up and down them, barely touching them at first and then gradually pushing into her furrow a little. She was whimpering with pleasure. I used the fingertips of both my hands to open up her pussy before plunging my tongue into her opening.

“Oh gosh,” she groaned as I started to move my tongue around, spiraling it around in the entrance to her vagina. She tasted as fresh as I imagined an Icelandic stream would. I used one fingertip to gently touch her clit as my tongue continued to probe inside her. Of course it was hard as a little grape-seed. I rubbed her clit a little bit harder as I sensed her arousal starting to build up. Her body was almost shivering with excitement.

“Oh don’t stop,” she said quietly. I could sense she was close. I pressed my fingertip harder onto her clit, moving in a rhythmic circular motion as I moved my tongue around in her entrance. “Yes, yes,” she almost shouted. Her hips started to thrust making it hard to keep my tongue inside her. She let out a long groan as her orgasm exploded into her and I could feel her body almost pulsating with pleasure. “Oh yes, fuck yes,” she moaned as the waves of ecstasy flooded her body. I tasted her pussy flood with the Icelandic waterfall of her orgasm.

I moved up the bed between her legs and kissed her. I could feel my cock nuzzling against her pussy lips. I moved my hips just a little so that the tip just entered her. My tongue drove into her mouth as my cock pushed into her cunt. She was wet and juicy but tight and I had to gradually work myself into her as she opened up.

“Oh you are big,” she sighed. “You are stretching me. It feels amazing.”

She wrapped her arms and her long legs around my back as I started to slip back and forth inside her wet welcoming cunt. She pulled me down. I could feel my chest squashing onto her breasts as we kissed. She started to thrust her hips too, rocking them back in forth in time with my cock moving inside her.

“Oh yes, oh yes, that feels so good,” she whispered.

I started to fuck her a bit harder and faster, using the whole length of my cock to pump in and out, driving her arousal higher and higher.

“I want to go on top,” she gasped. “I want to make you cum.”

I pulled out of her and lay on my back. She straddled me, reached down, and put me back inside her. She started to lift her body up and down, moving her body forward and back at the same time. Her cunt was like a velvet glove around my cock and her movements felt incredible. She had got me close to cumming earlier with her mouth and now she would quickly take me the rest of the way with her pussy.

“I’m nearly there,” I said. “Do you want me to pull out?”

“Don’t you dare. I want you to finish inside.”

She sat up on me using her body to take me there. I felt the build up inside my body and then I felt it as the first powerful blast of my orgasm detonated hard into her body.

“Yes, cum for me,” she said as she felt my cock jerk inside.

She squeezed my cock hard with her cunt as she moved it up and down my entire length, pumping me until I was completely spent and drained. Only then did she lift herself off me, lie beside me and kiss me.

The two of us got under the covers, had the rest of our glass of champagne and fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke first. I got out of bed, picked up two off the cuffs and managed to put them around her wrists without waking her.

She stirred, and sat up, uncovering her fantastic breasts. She noticed the cuffs on her wrists and pushed the covers back to see if her ankles were also already cuffed. I picked up the other two cuffs and buckled them around her ankles. Next I piled all the pillows in the center of the bed.

“Lie on the pillows,” I told her. She did as ordered. I took the four pieces of rope, tied one to the metal ring on each cuff and then to the corner of the bed. Soon she was face down in a big X on the bed, with the pillows lifting her ass up in the air. She couldn’t move.

“Do you know what a safe-word is?” I asked.

“Yes. But I don’t want one. I want to fly without a net.” She paused. “I feel really vulnerable.”

“You should. I can do anything I want. Like, for example, put this big vibrator in you.”

I picked up the vibrator and turned it on. It buzzed loudly. I pressed it between Sigrund’s pussy lips and slid the point up and down along her slit, going all the way from her clit to her asshole. Her whole body jerked each time the vibrator ran over her sensitive clit and she struggled a little against the ropes whenever it pressed against the tight pucker of her asshole.

“Shit. I’ve never tried a vibrator before. I don’t own one. It’s so powerful.”

Soon she was breathing heavily as the vibrator worked up her arousal. I moved the point to the entrance to her vagina and pushed it in a little.

“Fuck that is intense,” she groaned.

I started to fuck her with the plastic cock, gradually working it deeper into her body. She was moaning and shaking and clearly very aroused. As I slipped the vibrator back and forth in and out of her pussy, I bent forward and pressed the tip of my tongue between her ass cheeks and started to nuzzle her asshole. She squirmed a little, as if trying to escape the indignity of having her asshole licked, but constrained by the ropes she could not escape. I pushed the vibrator deep into her pussy and left it there buzzing mercilessly.

I picked up the little bottle of lube and drizzled a little onto her asshole and then rubbed it with my finger. She squealed in surprise when I suddenly jabbed the tip of my finger inside her ass. Gradually I worked more and more of my finger into her. As her asshole relaxed I put a second finger alongside the first and gradually stretched her out until both fingers moved easily in and out of the tight muscular ring. All this time the vibrator was inside her, pumping her body full of arousal and driving her towards an orgasm.

I sensed that she was just on the cusp of cumming. I squeezed the bottle of lube and let a short stream land on my cock. I made sure that the cockhead was especially well covered.

“Oh gosh that vibrator…” Sigrund moaned. But I never found out what she was going to say because her whole body suddenly started to shake. “Oh my god,” she groaned as she was consumed by the flames of her orgasm. I spread her ass cheeks. The pucker of her asshole glistened with lube. I moved my cock to its target and pushed down slowly but firmly. I watched her asshole distend and my pink knob vanished into her. She sort of grunted, whether from her orgasm of from the novel experience of her asshole being penetrated for the first time I had no idea. As her orgasm ran its course I started to fuck her ass, working more and more of my cock inside her.

When her body seemed to finally die down, I pulled the vibrator out of her so that her feelings were completely concentrated on her ass. I just left my cock half inside her, not moving, but her asshole stretched around it.

“Fuck,” she groaned. “That is so bizarre.”

“It’s your first time?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s painful. But a nice kind of pain. Like wiggling a loose tooth when I was a little girl.”

I pushed my cock down deeper into her. I could sense that she was on the limit of what she could take. But with all the lube and the preparation with my fingers my shaft slipped deeper into her body without a lot of resistance. I started to fuck her, gradually working the rest of my length into her virgin ass. I felt her pushing her ass back, just a little, the ropes wouldn’t let her move much, but it was a sexy gesture of enthusiasm. Not all girls like it in their ass, especially the first time but Sigrund seemed to be loving it.

“Oh wow,” she moaned as the full length of my cock was now slipping back and forth in and out of her.

“I’m going to cum in your ass you dirty girl,” I said.

“Oh yes you fucker. Cum in my ass. Deep in my ass. Defile my rectum.”

I picked up the vibrator again, and without turning it on I reached underneath and roughly pushed it into her pussy again. She must have felt very full with both my cock and the large vibrator completely inside her.

“Oh fuck,” she cried as she felt the large vibrator penetrate her cunt.

I started to fuck her ass harder and faster. She was moaning and just generally lost in the fog of her arousal. I could feel my climax approaching that point of inevitability.

“I’m cumming in your ass you slut,” I cried as I felt the first jets of cum power through my cock and blast deep in her ass. I kept pumping my cock back and forth in her ass as my body kept pumping cum into her until I was drained. I slumped onto her back, my cock still deep in her ass. We both lay there for a bit getting our breath back.

“Wow,” she said. “I had no idea.”

“No idea what?”

“Being tied up and done in the ass. It is overwhelming.”

I pulled my softening cock from her and then undid the cuffs around her wrists and ankles. The two of us lay on the bed cuddling and kissing.

“I’d love to stay all evening,” she said, “and have a second round. But I have to get home I’m afraid.”

“Got to get the beef stroganoff ready for husband.”

She laughed. “Something like that. I hope he isn’t in the mood tonight.”

“Two men in one day?”

“Yes. I’ve never done that before. I suppose that would be just one more thing I’d be doing for the first time today.”

She got out of bed and pulled her panties back on, put on her bra and then shimmied into the mini-dress. She walked over to the door to the room.

“Were you OK with everything?” I said.

“Totally. It was even more of an experience than I expected.”

“Not too guilty?”

“A little. It’s my first time…I mean since I was married…you know what I mean.”

“Is it the last time?”

“You know the answer to that. Don’t make me admit it though.”

She opened the door and was gone.

Chapter 5: Thursday

It was Thursday afternoon when my doorbell rang again and there was a cute Indian teenager on my doorstep ready for her math lesson. Just as a couple of days before she was dressed in her school uniform. I had no intention of letting her keep it on for very long.

We sat down at the dining table and she got out her math book.

“Take your top off,” I said.

“What?”

“I want to see your breasts. It will make the math go more smoothly.”

She laughed. “For you maybe. It will seem a bit unusual to me.”

But she unbuttoned the white blouse of her school uniform and took it off. Then she removed her bra and I got the first sight of her breasts. They were not small but not enormous, probably a C-cup. Nice and firm. Her skin was the color of a latte but her areola and nipples were darker, dark brown like an espresso.

“You have beautiful breasts,” I said.

“Well, thank you I guess. I’m not sure how to respond to something like that. Nobody has told me that before.”

“Your boyfriend never did?”

“No. I think he is still speechless that he gets to see my boobs at all.”

We sat at the dining table and went over the math. Well, mostly she went over the math and I felt my cock getting interested by her impressive firm breasts. I went over to my computer while she did some final exercises. She came and stood by me as she had done the week before when I’d started to stroke her leg under her skirt. But this time I didn’t need to be hesitant, I knew I could do whatever I liked and she wouldn’t stop me.

I got up and stood behind her.

“What color are they today?” I whispered in her ear. I took hold of the zipper at the back of her skirt.

“Guess?”

“You wore something special for me?”

“Yes.”

“Did you freshly shave for me too?”

“Yes. In the shower this morning. It was so special knowing…”

“Knowing what?”

“What is going to happen this afternoon.”

“A thong I think. A sexy color. Bright red. No, pink.”

I undid the zipper and the skirt fell to the floor. Her ass was bare, just a thin strip of pink fabric lying in the valley between her cheeks, going up to the pink elastic that formed the waistband of her thong. She turned around. Her pussy was covered by a triangle of pink cotton. The pussy I’d felt but never seen. Her fleshy mound pushed out her panties into an attractive bulge. I couldn’t wait to touch it.

“It’s pretty,” I said.

“Oh I’m so turned on now.”

“Take it off.”

“This feels so naughty,” she said. She pushed the waistband of her thong over her hips and let it fall to her ankles. I finally got to see her pussy. Since she was shaved nothing hid the deep cleft of her sex. She bent down and took off her socks and kicked away the rest of her clothes. She stood there, obviously slightly self-conscious, completely naked, as I looked her up and down.

“You are really pretty,” I said.

“Thanks.”

“OK?” I asked. I could see she was very nervous.

“A bit scared.”

“Why?”

The words came tumbling out. “Because you are my Mom’s friend and I’m just a teenager and you are going to fuck me and I can’t decide if I shouldn’t be doing it. Plus I have a sort of boyfriend and so it is maybe unfair. And I’ve only done it a few times before. And I feel so vulnerable standing here totally naked while you are fully dressed inspecting me like an animal or something. Plus I’m aroused like I have never felt before. My body is shaking.”

I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her towards me. I bent down and kissed her. I was pleased when she pushed her tongue forward until it touched mine. We kissed for a time. I could feel her body trembling as she had just told me.

“Better now?” I asked.

“Yes. Do it. Before I think about it too much.”

“Come,” I said. I took her hand and led her upstairs to my bedroom.

She lay down on the bed. I slipped out of my clothes and lay beside her again. We kissed and I caressed one of her breasts with the tips of my fingers.

“What would you like?” I asked her.

“Will you…down there…with your tongue.”

I kissed her lips and then I moved lower and kissed her brown nipples. They hardened instantly and she let out a little sigh. I kissed my way down across her stomach. She parted her legs for me as my tongue ran over her fleshy mound and found the very top of her slit. She had plump outer lips that hid everything else inside. With my fingertips I pulled her pussy open. Her little inner lips were a similar color to her nipples, black coffee not milky. I opened her a little more. Inside she was pink and moist. She looked tasty.

I could feel her body trembling with excitement and anticipation. I pushed the tip of my tongue into the pink opening to her vagina.

“Oh gosh,” she sighed.

“You like it?”

“It’s unbelievable. It feels so perfect. So intimate. It’s almost better than…you know.”

“A cock?”

“Yes.”

“So you don’t want my cock?” I teased.

She laughed. “I didn’t say that. Just not yet. I’m loving this too much.”

I swirled my tongue around as deep inside her as I could reach. I could feel her pushing her hips up as if somehow my tongue would go in deeper if she helped. She tasted nice. What were the words of that Rolling Stones song? “Brown sugar, how come you taste so good?”

Holding her open like that I could see the tiny little pink pearl of her clit peeking out from under the little brown hood. I moved my tongue up and ever so lightly touched it. She was letting out a little moan each time I nudged against it. I went back down and pushed inside her again, feeling her push up against me once more. I licked her like that, alternating between pushing my tongue into her body and using the tip to tantalize her clit.

I lifted up my head for a moment. “Tell me how it feels,” I said.

“Oh my god it is so perfect. I know I’m going to cum but also I can tell it will take time to get there. Delicious time. My body is shaking with excitement. But I don’t want to cum because then it will be over. I don’t want the relief. I want the tension. When you lick my clit it is like electricity sparking through my body. And then when you go inside. Fuck, that feels wonderful.”

I let my tongue slip lower, out of her pussy until I pressed between her cheeks and found the little puckered rough skin of her asshole.

“Fuck, what are you doing? You can’t lick me there. Oh gosh that is so bizarre. Plus it feels good which is even more bizarre.”

I moved back to attack her clit, to drive her the last little bit up to the top of the hill before she would freewheel down the other side accelerating away in a descent into pleasure.

“Oh gosh, that’s so good. Keep going. Like that. So good. So good. Oh gosh, I’m cumming. Keep going. Good. Good. Wow.”

She was thrusting her hips against my mouth, trying to fuck my mouth with her pussy. It was hard to keep my tongue rubbing her clit as she thrashed around so vigorously. I was pretty much holding her down on the bed with my fingers on her outer pussy lips.

“Oh gosh. I’ve never…not that strong…before…sorry, can’t talk. Ngggh.”

I licked her hard as her orgasm burst through her body, and then gradually licked her more and more gently as the last ripples passed and she lay quietly.

I moved up the bed. I slid my cock up and down her slit, spreading her juice around. Then I pushed my pink cockhead between her brown lips and into her soft pink interior.

“Oh oh,” she groaned as she felt me enter her. “You are stretching me.”

She was tight but she was sopping from her orgasm and my cock slipped inside without any resistance. I leant down and kissed her as I started to slip my cock back and forth inside her cunt.

“Oh that’s wonderful,” she managed to say between the little groans that she let out each time my cock entered her. I pushed her knees back towards her shoulders so that my cock could go even deeper inside her.

“OK?” I asked as I started to fuck her harder and faster.

“Except I can barely breathe. My body is so wound up. Am I doing OK?”

“You have an incredible body. You are way more than OK.”

“Shouldn’t we be using a condom? I don’t want to get pregnant.”

“I had a vasectomy,” I said. “Would you like me to cum inside?”

“Oh gosh. I’ve never felt that. I’ve always had to use a condom. Yes.”

I was already close.

“Squeeze me,” I said.

“How do you mean?”

“With your pussy. Squeeze my cock.”

I felt her pussy clamp down onto me. A few more thrusts and I was at the point of no return.

“I’m going to cum in you,” I said, giving her a little warning. And then I did, the first spurt of cum pumped into the Indian teenager’s cunt.

“I can feel it,” she squealed. Her pussy squeezed my cock even harder and as I slid back and forth inside her I could feel my body spurting into her.

The two of us lay on my bed. I put my arms around her and kissed her.

“How was it?” I asked.

“Different. From with my boyfriend I mean. Rougher. Harder. And the orgasm when you licked me was the most intense of my life. I can’t wait for you to do it again.” She stopped for a moment. “You are going to do it again, aren’t you?”

“Of course. I’m going to get you through AP Math and I’m going to make sure you are sexually satiated.”

She smiled. “Sounds great. We’ll have to find a new excuse once I’ve taken my math exam.”

“Well I’d love to have you stay the night now but your Mom would be a bit suspicious.”

“Stay the night in bed with a guy. I’ve never done that. I wish I could. I’d love to.”

“Well if your Mom is ever away overnight you are welcome to try the experience.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Yes. It just has to be safe for you.”

“She goes to visit her parents sometimes. Usually she makes me go along. I’ll try and think of a good reason not to next time. Then all night in your bed. And will you wash my hair too?”

“Wash your hair?”

“Yes. Somehow I have this sort of soft-porn fantasy of being naked in the shower with a guy and having him wash my hair. That’s all. I’m not holding his cock. He’s not touching my boobs. Just washing my hair.”

I laughed. “I’d love to. We can do it next time you come here for math. But we’d better do it before math so your hair has time to dry.”

“I’d love a shower now.”

“Me too. But explaining to your Mom why we both have wet hair is not something I’d love.”

“I’d love it even less. I’d better get back,” she said.

“I’ll come with you and walk you home. I’ll tell your Mom that you are doing well on the math. I won’t even be lying.”

The two of us went the few houses up the street.

“Hi Mom,” Padmal said as we entered.

“Hi. How’s the math going?”

“Really well,” I said.

Kali and I sat on two stools in the kitchen and talked about her daughter’s math for a few minutes. Padmal came back in having changed out of her uniform.

“I’m off to Jane’s to work on our final project,” she said as she left the house leaving me alone with Kali.

“Padmal told me that your husband died when she was little.”

“Yes. Fifteen years ago.”

“And you never remarried?”

“No. At first I was too distraught. Then I had a daughter in school. And now I seem to have lost interest in men.”

“But you are an attractive woman. For sure they won’t have lost interest in you.”

“It’s been so long.”

“You never had a boyfriend since?”

“No. Not even been on a date. Never mind more.”

“We are going to fix that. You are going to come to dinner with me on Saturday night.”

“But…”

“Don’t find a reason to refuse. Just do it.”

“I think I’ve forgotten how to go on a date.”

“Well, we’ll have a little practice now as to what you do afterwards.”

I got up off the stool I was sitting on and walked over to her.

“I’m going to give you a post-date goodnight kiss,” I said. “Don’t you dare stop me.”

I slowly moved my mouth until our lips met. I gently moved my lips against hers. At first she did not respond but after a moment she started to move her lips too. My tongue pressed forward until it touched hers and she let out a little moan.

“I’d forgotten how it feels,” she said when we broke the kiss.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?”

“It certainly does. More than good. It feels so naughty too. Like when my husband would kiss me before we were married.”

“Is he the only man to kiss you?”

“Yes. Until just now.”

She got off the stool she was sitting on and I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against me. The next time we kissed I let my hands slip down her back until my fingertips were just touching her ass. I could feel the waistband of her panties.

“What color are they today?” she said when she felt my fingers there.

“Black,” I said. “But today is different.”

“Different how?”

“I’m going to take them off.” I let my hands slip lower so I had an ass cheek against each palm and my fingertips were almost creeping between her legs.

“You mustn’t touch me there.”

“Because it doesn’t feel good?”

“Because it does.”

I reached down and undid the button on her pants and slid down the zipper. Her panties were indeed black. I pushed my hands into the back of them and caressed the bare skin of her ass. I could feel the sexual tension in her body, my fingertips could even feel some of the heat from her nearby pussy.

“We should stop,” she said, a sort of token gesture of resistance, “I hardly know you.”

I pushed one of my hands further into her panties so that it slid between her legs. Then I curled up one finger onto her lips. I felt her lips part and I pushed my finger inside her.

“Oh, oh,” she moaned as she felt her vagina being penetrated for the first time in fifteen years. I moved my finger in and out of her as she let out little sighs of pleasure.

I kissed her again and this time I pushed her pants and panties down. As if in a daze she stepped out of them.

“Arms up,” I said as I grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it off over her head.

“Take your bra off,” I said. “I want to see your breasts.”

“They aren’t very impressive, I’m afraid,” she said. But she reached behind and undid the clasp and finally stood in front of me totally naked. Not surprisingly she was a bit like a middle-aged version of her teenage daughter. Small breasts but the same dark brown areolas and big nipples. Unlike her daughter she wasn’t shaved, her sex was mostly concealed by a triangle of black silky pubic hair.

I took her over to the sofa and sat her down. Then I knelt in front of her. I put one hand on each knee and pushed them apart. She resisted for a moment and then yielded and let me part her legs, the first person to see her there for all those years. Before she had time to have any second thoughts I pressed my mouth against the brown labia of her pussy and drove my tongue forward into her opening. She gasped in what sounded like a mixture of pleasure and surprise.

“Oh gosh,” she sighed, “that feels so wonderful.” It was only a short time earlier that her daughter had been saying the same thing when my tongue titillated her very similar pussy.

As I had done with her daughter earlier, I used my fingertips to gently open up her sex, revealing her little brown labia and the pink entrance to the cunt, all juicy as a result of her re-awakening. I kissed her and prodded her with the tip of my tongue, all around her clit, but not quite touching it. I could tell from her sighing and moaning and the tension in her body that she was very turned-on.

When finally I let my tongue touch her clit I also pushed a finger inside her. Her whole body shuddered. I started to caress her clit with the tip of my tongue while I gently fucked her with a finger. As I felt her getting even more aroused, I started to lick her clit harder and I worked a second finger into her cunt.

“That’s amazing,” she moaned. “Oh gosh. I’m going to…”

But she didn’t manage to finish the sentence before her body erupted. I slid my fingers back and forth fast, caressing the inside of her body. I did my best to keep my tongue on her clit as her body shook like she was having a fit. “No, no, no,” she almost screamed as her body was consumed with the heat of her orgasm. Then afterwards, she just lay back on the sofa, completely spent.

“Was it OK?” I asked her when she finally opened her eyes. She had a broad smile on her face.

“Shall I tell you a secret? I’ve never done that before.”

“Had an orgasm?”

“No. I’ve done that. When I touch myself. But I’d never been licked before like that. It is so intimate and sexy. You don’t feel like I hardly know you any more…once your tongue has been in there…it is very special…so personal”

“How long until Padmal will be back?”

“Shit. Not long.”

She grabbed her clothes and pulled them back on.

“Saturday,” I said. “Date night.”

“OK.”

“And just in case you were wondering, after dinner we are going to have sex. Whether you want to or not.”

She laughed. “All those years, I didn’t really miss it. Now you’ve awoken an animal inside me. I’m not sure I can wait two more days.”

“I’ll see Padmal on Sunday,” I said as I let myself out. Of course by ‘see her’ I meant see all of her lovely naked teenage body.

Once home I sent Raven a text: “see you tomorrow, where should i meet u?”

Chapter 6: Friday

Raven and I had arranged to meet at a coffee shop on the campus. Although we both knew that we were going to have sex in her dorm room, it seemed best to start a little lower key in a less intimidating environment. She was already there when I walked in with a coffee in front of her, sitting at an isolated table where we would not be overheard. She was wearing shorts and a T-shirt with no bra. And I was sure she wore no panties either. I sat down beside her. I put my hand on her leg. I could feel her body slightly shaking.

“Are you OK?” I said.

“Yes. Totally.”

“You are really nervous.”

“Yes. I was going to pretend. But deep down I want you to know.”

“You have some secret to tell me?”

“Yes. I’ve got something I think you should know. Something I know you will find hard to believe.”

I thought or a moment before I guessed about the only thing she could be talking about.

“You’ve never done this before?” I asked.

“No. I know I don’t seem like that. Big motorbike, tight leathers, no panties, edgy attitude.”

I laughed. “You certainly don’t give off a virgin vibe. So what is the most adventurous thing you’ve done sexually?”

“Oh gosh. You may find this even harder to believe. Given that…well, nobody has done me yet.”

“Tell me.”

“I sucked off four guys one afternoon. They were bikers. We went off the road and ended up in a clearing in the woods. One of them sort of challenged me, said I wouldn’t dare to do it. He unzipped himself. I was stupid enough to take up the dare so I started to suck him. In no time the other guys had them out too. I sort of went around in a circle, sucking each one for a bit and then moving onto the next. Eventually I made all four of them finish.”

“Wow. Given you are a virgin that is not what I’d have guessed.”

“Yes. I’ve sucked quite a few guys. Somehow that doesn’t seem like as big a step as taking my panties off.” She laughed. “At least when I’m wearing any. And guys love it. To be honest, so do I. Especially when they cum in my mouth. It makes my whole body tingle with excitement.”

“What happened then with the bikers?”

“They wanted to get me naked, of course, but I wouldn’t do it. I never had before.”

“You’ve never been naked with a guy?”

“No. I’ve kissed lots of guys and sucked lots of guys and had my boobs played with. But only one person has ever had his hand in my pants.”

“Me?”

“Yes. And I wasn’t wearing panties. You have no idea how exciting it was when you unzipped me and touched me. My first time. You didn’t even really touch me…I mean properly touch…the lips I mean. You just felt my pubes. But still, it was a thrill. I had to go to the bathroom afterwards and take care of myself.”

I laughed again. “You should have just asked. I’d have loved to have done that for you. So why did you let me do it?”

“I don’t know. Somehow you had me on fire and I couldn’t have stopped you if I’d tried. Plus you were so bold. You just unzipped my shorts without asking. Nobody I know would dare to do that.”

“It made you wet?”

“Totally. I was dripping.”

“So what is on the menu for today? Do you want to go further?”

“Yes. What was it you said? Kissing, sucking and fucking. I’ve done the first two lots of times, now I’m ready to do the third.”

“So why me?”

“I was thinking that myself when I was lying in bed this morning. Somehow you turn me on in a way that boys my own age do not.”

“Did you masturbate this morning?”

She laughed. “You don’t win any prizes for guessing that. I imagined what we are going to do this evening. I didn’t even care that my room-mate must have heard me when I came.”

“Let’s take our coffees to your dorm room.”

“OK. I’ll show you where it is.”

We walked across the campus to a dormitory building. Soon we were in her room. A typical student dorm room: two twin beds, two desks. She sat down on one of the beds, hers presumably. The bed she was about to lose her virginity in.

I sat down beside her and put my arm around her. “Let’s just start by kissing,” I said. She turned her head and our mouths met for the first time. I moved my lips a little and felt her respond.

“You know how it all works, right?” I said when we broke our kiss.

“That you put it inside my vagina. Yes, I know. I’ve just never done it. It still seems a bit odd when I think about it.”

“Odd?”

“Yes. I’m tight if I push a finger inside. And I’ve seen enough cocks up close to know how big they are. So it is all a bit scary.”

“We’ll take our time,” I said. “It is no fun for me if it hurts you.”

I pulled her against me again and this time when we kissed I let my tongue slide forward. She shivered when she felt it touch her own. I let my hand slip down off her shoulder onto her breast. With no bra and just a thin t-shirt I could feel her nipple, hard against the palm of my hand. I rubbed her breast softly as my tongue played with hers.

I reached down and grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled up. She lifted her arms over her head so that it was easy for me to remove it completely. Red heads are a fun contrast of colors: pale white skin, pink areolas and nipples, orange hair. Her breasts were beautiful, large but not too large, and nice and firm.

I kissed her lips again and then moved a bit lower, leaving a trail of little kisses down her neck, across the top of her chest and onto the top of one of her breasts. I planted kisses all around her nipple, but just off the areola. I could sense the tension in her body as my tongue teased her, so close to her aching nipple but not quite touching. She shuddered and groaned when I suddenly took her nipple between my teeth and bit down on it, hard enough to surprise her without being really painful. I held her nipple with my teeth while my tongue flicked back and forth over it.

“Oh gosh that’s so sensitive,” she sighed as I attacked her nipple with my mouth. Then I moved across to give her other nipple the same treatment.

“You are not wearing panties,” I said. As much a statement as a question.

“No.”

“I want to see it.” I would be the first person to see here there.

I undid the metal button on her shorts and slipped the zipper down. She got off the bed and stood in front of me. Slowly she worked the shorts over her hips and then dropped them around her ankles. She was finally completely naked. The lips of her pussy were shaved smooth but she had a small patch of red hair that she left just above the top of her slit, the hair that I had felt the previous weekend when I’d slipped my fingers into her shorts. I could see the pink tongue of her inner lips peeping through her furrow.

I pulled her back and she lay on the bed, her knees tightly pressed together, clearly a little bit shy at the last moment.

“Open your legs,” I said quietly.

“I’m all self-conscious now,” she said. “Nobody has ever seen me there.”

“I know. I’m going to be the first. It’s an privilege to be the first guy a girl shows her pussy to.”

I put my hands on her knees and pushed her legs apart. She didn’t resist, just let me spread her thighs to reveal that most intimate corner of her body. I really did love being the first guy to see a girl, see all those womanly folds. She had big pink pussy lips like the petals of an orchid. I could see the sheen of her arousal glistening there like droplets of dew. I couldn’t wait to taste her.

“Is it OK?” she said.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve seen lots of cocks but I’ve never seen another girl. I don’t know if mine is OK. Normal.”

“You have a beautiful pussy. Don’t ever worry about it again.”

I lowered my head and kissed the insides of one of her thighs. I gradually worked my way up her thigh until I was depositing little kisses on the hairless fleshy outer lips of her pussy.

“Oh that feels so good,” she sighed. “Embarrassing but wonderful.”

I lifted my head up. “Embarrassing?”

“Yes. Nobody has ever seen me there before and you are like an inch away. And I know you are going to stick your tongue in there. Thinking about it makes me want to cringe, except it will feel fabulous I’m sure.”

I let my tongue slip off the fleshy out lip of her pussy and I pressed it against the pink petals of her inner labia. She sighed with pleasure as my tongue probed deeper, the tip finding her entrance. Her virgin entrance. My tongue slipped along the length of those pink lips until I felt the little hard button of her clit. She sighed with pleasure as I started to tease it with the tip of my tongue. I licked a finger and let the fingertip circle in her entrance as my tongue started to circle on her clit.

“Oh that does feel fabulous,” she sighed.

I pushed my finger in deeper, moving it back and forth until eventually my entire finger was inside her. I moved it around, caressing her insides.

“Oh wow…I shouldn’t have waited…”

I started to rhythmically finger-fuck her while my tongue danced on her tiny hard clit. Her hands went to her own breasts and she started to pinch her nipples.

I lifted my head up for a moment. “Is it what you expected?”

“Oh, it is amazing. Nothing like masturbation. So personal. I love it.”

I started to use the tip of my tongue a little harder on her clit, getting more aggressive as I felt her arousal level peaking too.

“Don’t stop…” she moaned, which I know is a girl’s way of saying she is about to cum.

Suddenly her body went taut, her cunt grasped my finger, and she let out a long groan.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” she squealed as her orgasm consumed her body. I continued to move my finger back and forth inside her pulsing pussy at the same time as I aggressively tongued her clit. When I sensed her clit was over-sensitive I pulled my finger from her and my tongue slipped down between her lips, gently licking her beautiful labia as the last little tremors of her orgasm fluttered through her pussy.

She lay limply on the bed, her eyes closed, her hands cradling her breasts, her legs casually spread apart, her pink pussy lips on show, all swollen with arousal and wet with the juices of her orgasm. I slipped out of my clothes while she recovered.

She opened her eyes and saw my cock for the first time.

“It’s handsome,” she said as she reached out and grasped it with one hand and then wrapped her mouth over the pink head. She explored my cock with her tongue and it grew a little more and got a little harder. Just by the way she used her mouth I could tell that she had sucked her fair share of cocks before.

She lifted her head off it. “Gosh it is big,” she said. “But I can’t wait any longer. How do we do it?”

I moved her body so that her ass was at the edge of the bed and she was lying back across it. I pushed her legs as far apart as they would go and I knelt between them. I moved forward a little until the head of my cock nestled among the pink petals of her virgin pussy.

“Oh god I’m finally going to do it,” she said as she felt my cock start to penetrate the opening to her body. I pulled back a little and then pressed forward again, working a just my cockhead into her.

“Slow,” she said quietly. I could tell that it was a little uncomfortable for her.

“OK?” I asked.

“Yes. Just a little sensitive. But don’t stop.”

“Does it feel good?”

“Perfect.”

Gradually, more and more of my cock vanished into the red-head’s pussy. Her pink lips were wrapped tightly around my shaft as it slipped back and forth, in and out of her. There was a tiny smear of blood on me, the only trace of her deflowerment.

“Oh that’s so wonderful,” she sighed as finally my entire cock was buried inside her.

“You should have done it years ago,” I said as I started to thrust my cock inside her tight cunt, dripping wet with the juices of her arousal. I reached up and flicked my thumbs across her nipples.

“For sure. Most of my friends did it around sixteen. Some even younger. But you are such a good first time. Worth waiting for.”

“Is it painful?”

“Not any more. Just when you first went inside. It was a bit tender then. But you were gentle, you didn’t just force it in, it was fine.”

“It feels great for me too.”

“Am I doing it right? Not that I’m really doing anything.”

“Don’t worry. It’s your first time. You just lie there and savor all the sensations. You can be in charge next time.”

“You’ll have to teach me how.”

I started to thrust into her. She started to moan and gasp with pleasure. I bent lower and kissed her at the same time as I fucked her. It was surprisingly intimate considering we hardly knew each other, and I was twice her age.

I pulled out of her. “Roll onto your front,” I said.

She turned over and lay face down on her bed. She spread her legs wide, her hips just on the edge of the bed. The pink flower of her pussy glistened, engorged and excited, framed between her pale thighs. I moved my cockhead back and pushed it in between the petals and once more my member vanished inside the red-headed biker’s body and my belly was pressed up against her ass. I grabbed her hips and I started to fuck her hard and fast.

“Oh shit,” she squealed as I vigorously pumped her body full of passion and arousal.

I was starting to get close to cumming. I was making long strokes, almost pulling completely out of her before slamming my cock all the way into the depths of her vagina. She let out a little grunt each time I slid back in.

“Oh gosh I’m nearly there,” she squealed.

“Cum with me,” I said.

I licked my thumb and then roughly pressed it into the tight pucker of her asshole.

“Aaagh,” she shouted in surprise. But it was all she needed. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, I’m going to cum. Oh gosh it is a big one.”

I felt her orgasm as much as I heard it. Her pussy squeezed my cock and then rhythmically pulsated on it, like her body was milking me. It was all I required to take me over the edge and I felt the first jet of my orgasm spray into her cunt. “Oh, oh, oh,” she was moaning as I continued to thrust into her and her body throbbed with excitement. I spurted again and again filling her no-longer-virgin pussy with thick cream while I fucked her tight asshole with my thumb.

I pulled out of her and the two of us lay on her small bed, cuddling and kissing.

“That was amazing,” she said quietly. “Thank you.”

“It was fun for me too. It is a special treat introducing a girl to those pleasures for the first time.”

“When you touched my pubic hair last weekend I knew you were going to end up fucking me. It felt such an erotic act when I put my phone number into your phone, knowing what was going to happen as a result. Who knows why I picked you to be my first.”

“What do you want to do now?”

“Just lie here cuddling with you for a bit. It is odd, when I was first naked with you I felt funny. Especially when you spread my legs apart. I’ve never been naked with a guy before. Or a girl for that matter. I’m curious what that would be like but always been too scared to take my panties off. Anyway, lying here naked on the bed with you, it feels completely natural.”

“Good. You are going to be naked with me a lot from now on.”

“Gosh. I hadn’t even thought beyond this weekend. I guess I assumed that you’d lose interest once you’d had me a few times.”

“Some day you are going to take me out on your big throbbing motor-bike to a clearing in the woods and we’ll fuck under the big blue summer sky.”

She laughed. “OK Mister, you are on!”

“Are you hungry?”

“I suppose we should get something to eat. Are you going to stay the night?”

“If I’m invited. I was assuming I was.”

She laughed. “Like I’m not going to invite you? Now I want to do it again and again. You weren’t planning on sleeping tonight were you?”

“I was hoping to benefit from the training all those bikers gave you.”

She grabbed my limp cock. “You’ll have to do better than that if you want me to suck you properly.”

We went to the local pizza joint and had a pizza and a pitcher of beer. It reminded me of my own student days, too many years ago for me to want to think about. And then, back in her room, we fucked again and this time I let her take control and I did whatever she asked of me.

Chapter 7: Saturday

I woke up on Saturday morning. For a moment, I wondered where I was, in an unfamiliar bed. Something else unfamiliar was that my morning erection felt warm and wet. I lay there with my eyes closed and just enjoyed the feelings as Raven languorously ran her tongue around my cockhead, as she had admitted to me she had done with many cocks before. She had certainly learned her way around and knew how to touch her tongue against all the most sensitive spots.

She lifted her head up for a moment. “You are awake?” she said.

“Mmm. But it’s like being in an erotic dream. I’m still half-asleep and your tongue feels incredible. I’m the beneficiary of your prior experience.”

She laughed. “I first did it before I’d even ridden a motorbike. I’ve been practicing for years.”

“The boys in your high school must have loved you.”

“They were too indiscreet. I only sucked a few of them, it took a lot of trust that they wouldn’t kiss and tell.”

“So how many cocks have you sucked.”

“Oh gosh. Too many. It was part of my defense mechanism.”

“Defense mechanism?”

“Yes. When boys were too keen on getting into my pants I’d suck them off and then they would be a lot less interested and so I managed to keep them out. Well, until last night. Or last weekend if you count such a little touch. I don’t know why I was so reluctant to do it. Especially now I know what it feels like.”

“Well I’m so glad you picked me to be the first guy in your pants as it were.”

“Mmm. It was an experience. You were very considerate. I think I’m glad I went with an older guy rather than some rough biker a couple of years older than me. But you are not going to miss out on the being-sucked-off experience either.”

She took my cockhead back into her mouth. She very slowly moved down, pushing her lips down the shaft of my cock. I felt my cock reach the back of her mouth but she didn’t gag, she just kept on going down and my cock slipped into her mouth until she had me entirely inside.

“Oh that feels so wonderful, Raven,” I sighed as she swallowed my completely.

She lifted her head up again and used her tongue to explore the sensitive ridges around my cockhead. I reached down and stroked her ass and let my fingers slip a bit further around her body until I was stroking her pussy lips.

Once again she pushed her head down and slowly took me inside until she was pressed up against my body with the full length of my cock down her throat. It was the first time I’d been with a girl who could take my entire cock in without gagging on it.

I started to finger her as she started to use her mouth to fuck me. She lifted up off my cock until just the knob was between her lips and then she pushed down until I was totally in. It was an amazing feeling and the fact that I was pretty much lying there and she was doing the work made it feel like she was doing intimate sex to me, which I suppose in a way she was.

“Where do you want me to cum?”

“In my mouth, of course. I told you how much I love it.”

She gradually sped up. I wouldn’t be able to last long. I could feel my orgasm approaching. One of the nice things about being sucked is that it seems to approach more slowly, it is easier to relish each little increase in arousal. Then I felt my orgasm detonate and I exploded into Raven’s mouth. She didn’t take her mouth from my cock but she groaned with pleasure anyway as she felt my cock twitch and tasted my cum. She worked my cock with her tongue as I filled her mouth up.

She lifted herself from me and lay down beside me and we wrapped our arms around each other. She kissed me.

“I’m just a student. So I can’t afford anything too expensive. But I want to take you out for brunch. I’ve never gone to brunch with a lover before, obviously.”

“You are such a little romantic at heart underneath all that biker girl attitude.”

“I’m a girl. We can’t help it. So how long is it since you last had sex? Ages?”

I laughed. “The day before yesterday.”

“Really? You are joking.”

“No.”

“Who with?”

“I shouldn’t tell you. It is someone you know, I think.”

“Ooh, now I’m really intrigued.”

“You have to swear you will never tell anyone.”

“I swear. I swear. Tell me.” She sort of bounced on the bed like a kid who has been promised a present.

“Padmal.”

“Padmal? That cute Indian chick. She was an ugly duckling, nothing to look at and then suddenly one summer…breasts, figure, pretty face. I bet she looks incredible naked.”

“Do you want to see?”

“I suppose I’ve half seen already, given the clothes she wears. She is hot. She doesn’t have any of that Asian modesty. But she let you take photos too?”

“No. I mean see for real.”

“I don’t understand.”

“She is coming over tomorrow morning for a math lesson. Come over soon after. We’ll see if we can persuade her to do it. At the very least we can fuck while she watches. That will be hot.”

“Was she a virgin?”

“No.”

“She was more adventurous than me at that age then.”

“She’d not sucked a guy before. You were adventurous in different ways.”

“She sucked you?”

“Yes. But she is not as skilled as you.”

“If it happens, it is like being on my bike going from zero to sixty in like 3 seconds. Yesterday I was a virgin. My pussy got licked by a guy for the first time. Tomorrow a threesome. Perhaps I get licked by a girl for the first time.”

“Perhaps you get to lick one too.”

“Golly. That’s a bit of an intimidating idea, given that I’ve never even seen one. Well, apart from my own, of course.”

“You may have to take the lead if anything is going to happen. Padmal only had sex with a boy for the first time a few weeks ago. Compared to you she is an innocent.”

“She’s three years or so younger. It makes a big difference at that age.”

“Well I will need to get back home soon so we had better go for that brunch. I have stuff to do.”

I had no intention of telling Raven that the stuff I had to do was Padmal’s mother Kali. Her first date in over a decade. Her first sex since her husband died. Maybe even just her second lover if she had been a good Indian girl and not had sex with anyone other than the man she married.

On the way home I decided to cook for Kali at home rather than go out. More privacy. More intimacy. A nice bottle of wine. A good steak. A salad. Strawberries with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce. I stopped at the market to pick up what I didn’t already have.

Kali came over early that evening. She was wearing what I think of as harem pants: semi-transparent. Underneath she had a gold-colored pair of panties. She wore a fitted top that presumably had a built-in bra. It left a nice wide expanse of light brown skin between the pants and the top. Think Jasmine, the Disney princess from Aladdin.

I looked her up and down. “You look incredible,” I said. “Oh, and I guess today you are wearing…gold panties.”

She laughed. “I thought I’d make it easy for you. And also prove that Asians don’t always wear black panties. Although I do feel half naked.”

I leant over and whispered in her ear. “I can’t wait to take them off. Get you fully naked.”

“You are so direct sometimes. It is a bit unnerving for a shy Indian woman brought up in the conservative Midwest.”

“Am I going too fast? We can go slower.”

“No, I want to get it over with.”

I laughed. “You make it sound like an ordeal.”

“Right now the idea is terrifying. Like I’m a virgin again. I’m sure I’ll be fine after the first time. Assuming I’m not so disappointing that you never want there to be a second time. I’m not very experienced.”

“You were married for several years.”

“Yes. But I’m Indian, very conservative. I have only been with one man. And that was fifteen years ago when we never got up to the sort of things you probably expect. Like I’d never been licked like you did the other day. And I’ve never done it the other way round either. Licking.”

“I am going to pour you a glass of wine and cook us a nice dinner. Then I’m going to take you upstairs. We will have a shower together, I know Asians like to shower before sex. Then I will take you to bed and all you need to do is lie back and enjoy it. Then we can come back downstairs and have dessert.”

“It sounds marvelous. You’ve really thought about how to make it a good experience.”

“Are you going to stay the night?”

“I can’t. I don’t want Padmal to know. I can’t really be telling her she can’t have a boyfriend if I go off and do it myself.”

I laughed. “We’ll get you home in time for your curfew.”

“But there may be time after dessert…”

“For a second round?”

“Yes.” She smiled. “I’m so greedy. We’ve not even done it yet and I’m already planning a second helping.”

“The second time will be good, even if the first time is a bit awkward.”

“I know. I’ll be much more relaxed, for a start. It really is like losing my virginity all over again.”

We had our dinner and, as planned, I took Kali upstairs. I slowly undressed her, finishing by slowly removing those gold panties. I’d seen her naked a couple of days before so she wasn’t too self-conscious about it. I took her into the shower, grabbed a washcloth and the soap and washed her all over. Of course I gave way too much attention to her little breasts and her pussy. I wondered if I should wash her hair, if she had the same fantasy as her daughter of having her hair washed by a naked lover.

After that we went over to the bed and rolled underneath the covers. I pulled her against me and started to kiss her. Gradually I kissed her more forcefully, pushing my tongue hard into her mouth and wrestling with hers. I slid my hand down onto one of her small breasts and lightly pincher her nipple. It went hard immediately. I slid my hand down across her belly. I could feel the tension in her body as my fingers slowly slipped across the skin of her belly, combed through her pubic hair and felt the little dimple that signaled the start of her furrow.

She spread her legs wider so that it would be easier to do whatever I intended there. I used two fingers to tease her, just running them up and down her outer lips, feeling the soft downiness the hair there. I used those two fingers to push her outer lips apart and let a third finger slip into the gap. She was already very wet. I pushed a fingertip into her and then rubbed some of her moisture onto her clit. She started to moan a little. I caressed the tiny little point of her clit and could sense her arousal building.

I knew she was nervous about being penetrated for the first time in so long but I didn’t want to go too slowly in case her nerves got too much for her. I pushed the covers off both our bodies and moved over her so that my cock was almost touching her pussy.

“You are in control,” I said. “Put me in at your own speed.”

She reached between our bodies and grasped my cock. I moved forward so that I could feel my cockhead just lightly pressing against her pussy. She positioned my cock so it was just in her opening, and then lifted up her hips a little so that I just started to enter her. I moved forward a little and let her slowly pull me into her as she got used to the unfamiliar feeling and the possibility that it might be uncomfortable after so long. But there didn’t seem to be any problem. When I was a few inches inside she removed her hand.

“It’s fine,” she said quietly. “Now I can relax.”

I pulled back a little and then pushed forward, gently but firmly, feeling my cock slip deeper into her. The next time I pulled back and then slid forward, my full length was inside.

“OK?” I asked.

“It feels so good. I’d completely forgotten how it felt but now I am starting to remember. You can do what you want now.”

“This is all for you tonight. What do you want?”

“I want you to make love to me. Or at least try and make it so I’ll feel that way.”

“OK girlfriend.”

I started to move my cock back and forth inside her. I went slowly and tenderly, not a hint of roughness.

“Oh that’s good,” she sighed. I bent lower and kissed her, tonguing her mouth as my cock slid around in the warm, soft, velvety wetness of her cunt.

“Touch yourself,” I said to her. “It is easier for you to touch.”

I didn’t say it but I also knew that all those years with only masturbation she would mean she knew exactly how to touch herself whereas I was new to just how she liked to be touched.

She slipped her hand between our bodies. I could feel her fingers near my cock as she started to rub herself. She immediately started to breathe harder and moan louder.

I started to move a little more vigorously as I sensed her arousal building up. I’d seen her cum once earlier in the week so I had some idea of how she sounded when she got close.

“Oh yes, yes, I’m close,” she sighed. “Wait for me.”

I put my hands on her little breasts and started to rub her nipples in time with my thrusts.

“Oh yes, that’s good. Pinch them.”

I was surprised that she was brave enough, or perhaps just aroused enough, to tell me what she wanted like that. I closed a finger and thumb around each nipple and started to roll them back and forth.

“Oh yes, here it comes, don’t stop,” she moaned.

I pinched her nipples hard. Very hard. She squealed at the unexpected pain. I felt her cunt spasm on my cock and flood with juice. I fucked her hard and fast for several strokes as her orgasm burned through her body. As before, her whole body started to shake.

“Oh don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she cried as her body quaked with pleasure.

I went back to fucking her slowly and lovingly after her orgasm died down. She was still sighing and moaning but much quieter now.

“Oh yes, that was good. So good. Did you cum too?”

“Not yet,” I said.

“I want to see it,” she said. “I want you to cum on my belly so I can watch.”

I started to thrust harder. I was close to cumming. She started to rock her hips in time with my movement, fucking me back. Just on the cusp of orgasm I pulled out of her. I was going to wrap my hand around my cock but she got there first. She stroked me hard and fast and a jet of thick white cum shot from my cock up between her breasts almost to her chin. As she continued to stroke me I sprayed cum all over her body until the final little dribbles landed amongst her black silky pubes.

“That was beautiful,” she said as she rubbed my cum onto herself as if it were a skin-care product. I lay down beside her and gave her a little kiss.

“How was it?” I asked.

“It felt strange when I first put you in. I’d forgotten what it felt like. I was worried it would be painful but it was fine. I just felt very full. I’ve not had anything bigger than a finger in there for so long.”

“It will be even better next time. You won’t have that apprehension.”

“I know. And thank you for being brave enough.”

“Brave enough for what?”

“To just tell me you were going to take me to bed and not really give me any way out. I could have gone for years more the way I was.”

I found a robe for her and we went back downstairs and had another glass of wine and ate our dessert.

“Do we need to get you home or do we go back upstairs?”

“I’d love to go back upstairs. But it is late. We don’t have enough time. I need to get home.”

“OK. There will be other times.”

“I know. I can’t wait.”

We went upstairs to where our clothes were and got dressed again. Then I walked her back home.

Once I was back at my own house I texted Padmal, “don’t forget math tomorrow 10am”

Then I texted Raven, “come over at 11.30 precisely”

Finally Kali, “goodnight. you were a brave woman tonight.”

After that I went to bed. I’d need some stamina the next day with two girls to please.

Chapter 8: Sunday morning

Padmal came over at ten as agreed. Of course this time she wasn’t in her school uniform since it was Sunday. She wore a pair of shorts and a pale yellow summer top and from the visible straps I could tell she had a red bra underneath. Flip-flops on her feet.

“So what is it today?”

“What?”

“My panties. You have to guess my panties every time before you get to take them off.”

“Bright red,” I said. “Matching your bra.”

“Oh, I didn’t think of that. I made it a bit easy didn’t I? So what sort of panties?”

“Hmm. Show me your bra.”

She pulled her top up and took it off. The bright red bra was plain cotton. I could see her nipples pushing the material into little pyramids.

“I’m assuming it is a matching set. So plain cotton of some sort. Boy shorts?”

“You are amazing.”

She undid the button on her shorts and wriggled her ass out of them. She stood there in just her bra and red boy shorts.

“Pretty,” I said.

“I’m glad you like them. I bought them yesterday. For you. Well, for me too. Most of my underwear was bought by my mother and is very plain. I wanted you to see me in something nicer.”

“Well thank you. They are for sure nice.”

“Did my Mom have a good time last night? I don’t remember her ever going to dinner with a guy like that. Maybe when I was younger, when boys were still all yucky and I didn’t pay attention to that kind of thing.”

“I think she did. I cooked a steak. We drank a bottle of wine.”

“Did you do it?”

I laughed. “You are too nosy, young lady. But do you really think your Mom would have sex on a first date?”

“I guess not. But then again I didn’t think she’d dress that way on a first date. It’s not really fair. She’d tell me off if I went on a date dressed like she did. Well, if I was allowed to go on dates.”

“How’s your boyfriend?”

“I went over there for a bit yesterday.”

“Did you do it?”

“Now you are the one being nosy. We fooled around a bit but his parents were there so we couldn’t really get naked. But he is getting better at finding my clit with a bit of guidance. He managed to make me cum.”

“Do you want to try something new today?”

“What?”

“Something exciting. Something you’ve not done before.”

“You aren’t going to try to do me in the ass, are you? I’ve heard of that but it sounds gross.”

“No. It’ll be a pleasant surprise for you.”

“I can’t think what it might be. But I trust you so I guess I’m up for it.”

“Good. Let’s get your math done first.”

Once her math was all done I took her upstairs. I kissed her, reached behind her and unclipped her bra, pushed down her panties. We went into the bathroom and got into the shower together. Finally Padmal had her fantasy of having her hair washed by a naked guy come true.

We lay down naked on my bed. It was exactly 11.30. The doorbell rang. Padmal looked at me in a mixture of surprise and terror. Maybe it was her mother.

I put on a robe and went downstairs. I had assumed Raven would roar up to my house on her bike and be dressed in her leathers, but obviously she had gone to her parents’ house first and then walked over.

“Take your clothes off,” I said to her quietly. She quickly pushed down her shorts, no panties of course, and pulled the straps of her top off her shoulders and pushed it down to join her shorts at her feet. She picked them up and put them on top of Padmal’s top and shorts still lying on the floor.

We went upstairs. Padmal’s eyes opened wide with surprise when she saw Raven, and realized she was naked. I slipped out of the robe and we all got into bed together.

Raven pulled the covers back so she could see Padmal’s body. “You are really pretty,” she said. “You are such a different color from me.”

Padmal laughed. “I’m Indian. We only come in different shades of brown. You are so pale in comparison.”

It was Raven’s turn to laugh. “I’m a red-head. We only come in one shade of white. Except when we go and lie in the sun for like two minutes and then we go red.”

“Have you ever seen another naked girl?” I asked Padmal.

“Well, in the locker room at school. But never up close like this.”

“Have you ever seen another girl’s pussy?”

“No, of course not.”

Raven sort of lay back on the pillows and spread her legs apart for Padmal to see.

“Oh my god, you are like, bright pink.”

“I suppose you are brown there too,” Raven said.

“I guess it is my turn for show and tell,” Padmal said and she parted her legs to let Raven see. She reached down with one hand and spread her plump pussy lips. “I’ve sort of got chocolate inner lips. I’m pink too but only deep inside.”

Raven bravely reached over and gently pushed a finger into Padmal’s opening, the first time she had ever touched another girl.

“Oh wow,” Padmal said. “I’ve never done anything with a girl before. Never even thought of it. Can I touch your breasts? That doesn’t seem too daunting.”

“You can touch whatever you want.”

Raven pulled her finger from Padmal and pretty much offered her a breast. Padmal reached over tentatively and stroked it. Finally she touched her nipple. I could see it go hard. Padmal stroked Raven’s nipple while Raven slowly slid her finger in and out of the Indian girl’s pussy.

I took Padmal’s hand and moved it from Raven’s breast to her pussy. Padmal rubbed her fingers against Raven’s pussy lips.

“That’s nice,” Raven sighed encouragingly.

“Where is your clit?” Padmal said.

Raven wrapped her hand around Padmal’s index finger and guided it there.

“That’s it? No wonder my boyfriend has trouble finding it,” Padmal said when she felt the little hard pearl. She started to move her finger back and forth, lightly stroking it.

“Put your finger in me too,” Raven said.

“Really? Gosh, OK.”

Her finger slipped off Raven’s clit and slipped down between her labia.

“Here, right?”

“Yes.”

I watched as Padmal’s brown finger disappeared into the red-head’s pink pussy. I couldn’t believe how well the morning was going. I knew Raven was up to be a little bit aggressive with Padmal if necessary, since we had discussed how she might have to take the lead. But Padmal wasn’t showing any reluctance to join in, and was clearly curious about what sex with a woman would be like and had every intention of experiencing it, if only this once in her life.

Raven reached down and guided Padmal’s hand. She moved Padmal’s finger in and out of her cunt a few times and then slipped it back up and stroked her clit a few times, before putting Padmal’s finger back inside. She let go. Padmal understood immediately and started to stimulate Raven in that way, finger-fucking her for a short time and then rubbing her clit for a short time. It didn’t take long before Raven was totally aroused and moaning and couldn’t keep her hips still.

I wanted to join in but at this point there wasn’t much for me to do. Padmal had Raven well on the way to orgasm, and if I started doing anything too much to Padmal she would get sidetracked. I decided to let Raven cum and then I’d see if I could arrange it so Raven licked Padmal while I fucked her.

I moved up the bed alongside Raven. At least I could kiss her and play with her breasts while Padmal did the heavy lifting. I pressed my mouth to Raven’s and drove my tongue in. At the same time I cradled one of her breasts and flicked my thumb across her nipple. She let out another sigh of pleasure.

I knew from seeing her cum before that Raven was close. Her body was writhing a little. Suddenly she froze for a moment and then started to tremble.

“Keep going Padmal,” I said. “You made her cum.”

“Oh gosh, don’t stop,” Raven squealed.

Padmal continued to finger Raven’s pussy as she shook more heavily. I could tell she was intrigued, watching Raven’s orgasm, the first time she had ever seen another girl’s, and probably also proud that she had been the one to make it happen. With my hand on Raven’s body I could pretty much feel her orgasm, feel the tension and the release and the spasms of joy.

“Lick her,” I whispered in Raven’s ear when her orgasm had passed and she was lying there getting her breath back.

Raven pushed Padmal onto her back. I could almost see Padmal taking a big breath before she spread her legs and offered her pussy to the other girl, knowing what was presumably going to happen. Raven put her fingers on the Indian girl’s pussy lips and gently opened her up. Then she bent down and her pink tongue slipped inside the brown pussy.

Raven started to lick Padmal enthusiastically, probing her with her tongue, circling her clit, using her mouth to pull on Padmal’s labia. It was hard to believe that she had never done it before, that this was the first time she’d even seen another girl’s pussy let alone licked it. Maybe she’d watched lots of lesbian porn, a lot of straight girls do, or perhaps she was just doing to Padmal what she would love to have done to herself. Anyway, it didn’t take long before Raven had Padmal letting out little whimpers of pleasure. She was like a cat purring, you only had to glance at her to see that she was in her own heaven.

I moved behind Raven. She realized what I was doing and spread her legs for me. Her beautiful pink pussy was framed by her pale thighs. I pressed my cock against them and slipped easily inside her, all relaxed and wet from her recent climax. I started to fuck her, not too aggressively since I didn’t want her to get distracted and stop licking Padmal.

I slid my cock slowly in and out of Raven. I couldn’t really see her tongue in Padmal’s pussy from that angle, but just the sight of Padmal’s brown legs spread wide and Raven’s red hair between them was very erotic. Raven was a contrast of colors on her own with pale skin, red hair, pink pussy and nipples. With Padmal a whole new palette was added, from the light brown of her skin to the dark brown of her nipples and labia and the black of her hair.

Since I’d licked Padmal until she came, I had a reasonable idea how close Raven had got her. When she suddenly started crying out I knew she was on the cusp.

“Oh gosh, that’s so good,” Padmal said. “Keep going. So good. So good. Oh gosh, I’m cumming. Keep going. Good. Good. Good.”

I sped up fucking Raven since it no longer mattered if I disturbed her concentration, Padmal’s orgasm would run its course pretty much whatever Raven’s tongue did to her pussy.

When Padmal’s body lay quiet, Raven lifted her head up from her friend’s pussy.

“Let’s lick him together,” she said.

“I’ve only done that once.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll show you. I’ve done it lots.”

Raven moved forward pulling herself off my cock. I moved to the center of the bed and lay on my back. One girl positioned herself on each side of me. Raven wrapped her hand around my cock and held it and signaled to Padmal. She bent forward and took my knob into her mouth. Padmal licked my cockhead while Raven gently stroked my shaft.

Then Raven moved forward. Padmal reached over and gently caressed my balls as Raven took my cock into her mouth. As she had done the day before, she pressed down hard and forced my cock into her throat until it was completely inside her. In that position she couldn’t breathe of course. She lifted up off it and gasped for air.

“How do you do that?” Padmal said in an amazed tone of voice.

“You need to practice. It is hard not to gag on it at first. You want to try?”

“OK,” Padmal said doubtfully.

She bent down and put my cock back into her mouth. Raven put her head on the Indian’s head.

“Now push down a little,” she said.

I felt my cock move deeper into Padmal’s mouth, to the back of her throat.

“Now try and relax but also push down harder.”

Padmal pushed her head down, trying to get even more of my cock into her mouth. With no more mouth left it would have to go down her throat. Suddenly Padmal gagged and jerked her head up.

“Don’t worry. It is always like that when you start,” said Raven. “Try again.”

“OK. It isn’t really comfortable.”

“But it feels so wonderful for the guy. It is worth persevering. Practice with your boyfriend. I doubt he is so big so it will be easier.”

Padmal took me into her mouth again. She bobbed her head up and down on my cock, gradually taking me deeper and deeper until she was comfortable with me in the back of her mouth. Then she stopped and very slowly and deliberately pressed down.

“That’s it,” Raven squealed. I felt my cock slip into the Indian teenager’s throat. I groaned. Raven put pressure on her head encouraging her to go deeper. My cock slid even deeper down. Padmal lifted herself up and took in several deep breaths.

“You did it,” Raven said. “Do you know what that is called?”

“No idea.”

“Deep throating. You deep throated a guy for the first time.”

“I’m going to do it again.”

Padmal grasped my cock and wrapped her lips around it again, quickly started to fuck me with her mouth. This time she just fucked me deeper and deeper until I could feel my cockhead in her throat. Then she stopped and pressed down, slowly but firmly. She didn’t stop until my entire cock was inside her and her lips were pressed against my body. Then she lifted herself off, and gasped for breath.

“Clever girl,” I said. “That was amazing.”

“Let’s make him cum in our mouths,” Raven said.

“Oh yes,” Padmal said enthusiastically. “I want to taste it again.”

“You can get the first part since you’ve not done this much,” Raven said, “but you have to leave me some.”

“Deal.”

Raven bent down and expertly used her mouth and tongue to drive up my arousal quickly. Then she moved off and Padmal took me into her mouth. She clearly hadn’t done it as much as Raven, was less sure just how to use her mouth to greatest effect. But she was eager and eagerness counts for a lot when sucking my cock.

Raven slipped between my legs and started to lick my balls as Padmal worked my cock. Then she slipped lower, pressing her tongue between my ass cheeks until she found the sensitive bud of my asshole. I couldn’t help groaning again as she started to tongue me there, pressing the tip of her tongue against the ring of muscle so richly served with nerve endings. Once it was slick with her saliva, she licked a finger and replaced her tongue with it and pressed harder, working the tip inside me.

Padmal was sliding her mouth up and down my cock, taking me into the back of her mouth and then pulling her head up so that her lips were just around the rim of my cockhead. With Raven fingering my asshole too, I was soon at that delicious point when I was almost but not quite cumming.

“I’m there,” I said, giving Padmal a few seconds warning.

She lifted herself off my cock, opened her mouth wide and pumped me with her hand. The first blast of my orgasm fired into her mouth while Raven watched.

“Oh yes that’s so good,” I moaned as I continued to pump jets of cum into her mouth.

Raven moved and wrapped her mouth over my cockhead. She caressed my cockhead with her tongue as Padmal continued to stroke my shaft. The two girls didn’t stop until I was completely spent, the last few drops seeping into Raven’s mouth.

Raven pushed Padmal onto her back. She moved above her and let my cum drip from her mouth into Padmal’s. Padmal swallowed it all.

Raven lowered her head and kissed the younger girl, driving her tongue into her mouth, the first time either of them had kissed another girl. Finally they moved up alongside me and the three of us kissed together, a whirling dance of lips and tongues. I could still taste a hint of my cum in both their mouths.

“Do you need to get home immediately?” I asked Padmal. I didn’t need to ask Raven, I was certain she was there for the rest of the day if not staying the night.

“No. My Mom is out for a few hours.”

“Do you want to stay for a bit then?”

“Of course. I’m sure you two have lots more new experiences for me.” She turned to Raven. “Have you been with lots of girls?”

“No,” she said. “This was my first time too. I just decided to be fearless and pretend it wasn’t. Shall I tell you something else?”

“What?”

“I only lost my virginity two days ago. With a guy, I mean. You beat me there.”

Padmal laughed. “Only by a few weeks.”

“Or by three years if we do it by age.”

Padmal turned to me. “Can I have a shower?”

“Of course. Take Raven and wash her hair. See if she likes it as much as you did.”

Chapter 9: Sunday afternoon

I made a large pot of coffee and took it upstairs. The two girls were having a nap. They were not under the covers since it was a hot afternoon. They had their arms around each other as if they were long-term lovers. Once again I couldn’t help noticing the contrast in colors of their bodies, Padmal’s brown skin and Raven pale even for a white girl. Padmal’s jet-black hair and Raven’s red hair. Raven stirred and rolled onto her back. My eyes were immediately drawn to her mound, mostly shaven but with a little moustache of red hair left for decoration that I’d first touched exactly a week earlier.

Padmal woke up. As if it was something she did every morning, she leaned over and gave Raven a little kiss. Both of them seemed to have decided that if they were going to have a girl-girl experience then they wanted the full experience, no holds barred. A little kiss turned into a big kiss once Raven woke up, the two girls’ tongues waltzing together. I don’t know if the girls noticed I was standing across the room drinking a coffee or if they just didn’t care that they had an audience.

Raven spread her legs slightly and gave Padmal a little push of encouragement. Not that she needed much. As I watched, Padmal moved from kissing Raven’s mouth to kissing her breasts, flicking her tongue over her nipples making them hard. Then she moved lower, stopping for a little exploration of her navel before making her way lower still to her ultimate destination. Raven spread her legs wide as Padmal moved between them.

Padmal tentatively tasted Raven’s pussy. The first time she’d licked another girl. She ran her pink tongue up and down Raven’s pink pussy. Raven had her eyes closed, relishing every little sensation. She sighed with pleasure as Padmal started to really explore with her tongue. First she found Raven’s opening and pushed her tongue inside and swirled it around. Then she licked up and down her slit, letting her tongue slip along the cleft between the big pink petals of Raven’s pussy. Finally she moved higher, feeling for the little hard point that was Raven’s clit.

“That’s it,” Raven moaned when Padmal found it.

Padmal used the tip of her tongue to caress Raven’s clit. At the same time she slipped a finger between Raven’s labia and when she found the entrance she slipped it into her cunt.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’ve never done this before,” Raven sighed as Padmal started to move her finger back and forth, stroking Raven’s insides.

I decided to join in a little. I moved to the bed and stroked Padmal’s beautiful ass. She moved a little so I had easier access. I slipped my hand between her legs and rubbed my fingers against her little brown pussy. She was licking Raven’s clit harder now and Raven was in heaven, making a little moan each time Padmal’s finger slid into her. I slipped one of my fingers into Padmal. She was warm and wet and tight. Who knew how much fun could come about from math instruction?

“Oh yes, just keep doing that,” Raven encouraged.

I started to finger-fuck Padmal as she did the same to Raven. Her tongue was flicking back and forth fast over Raven’s clit like a cat licking up cream. Raven’s moans were continuous now, she was lost in her own world of arousal.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Raven almost shouted. Her body twitched and you could almost literally see the pleasure flood through her body. Her face and breasts flushed pink. “Oh fuck, keep licking,” she squealed although her hips almost uncontrollably bucked underneath Padmal’s mouth making it hard for her to do as requested. As quickly as the pleasure flooded into Raven, it drained away. She lay there, her eyes still shut while Padmal very gently kissed her over-sensitive clit bringing her back down slowly from her orgasmic high.

Padmal looked over her shoulder. “I want it from behind,” she said.

I pulled her off the bed so her upper body was on the bed but her feet were on the floor. She spread her legs and offered me her teenage Indian cunt. I pressed my cock against it and slipped into her. Despite all the sex that had already taken place, it was my first time inside her that day.

I started to fuck her hard and as fast as I could. She was pushed against the unyielding bed so each thrust into her went deep until my belly was pushed against her ass. She let out a little yelp each time I slammed inside her. It was almost comical, she sounded like a little annoyed dog.

Raven finally opened her eyes. She lay there for a short time watching her friend getting fucked good and hard. She slipped off the bed and moved behind me. I moved my feet further apart and I felt her hand between my legs, stroking my balls. Her thumb pressed against my asshole. She pushed harder and I felt her thumb slip into my ass. I couldn’t help but let out a long groan as I felt her thumb penetrate the ring of muscle and then keep going in deeper.

I was already close to cumming. Watching Raven get licked by Padmal had been an exciting appetizer and fucking the little Indian while Raven attacked my ass was as much as I could take.

“I’m going to cum,” I said to them both.

“I want to watch,” Raven said.

I pulled out of Padmal. Raven reached around me and grabbed my cock and stroked it hard and fast. The first rope of white cum shot out onto Padmal’s body and up her back.

“Oh wow that’s so sexy,” Raven said as she continued to pump me onto Padmal.

“I wish I could see,” Padmal said. But she just lay there on the bed and enjoyed the sensations as her back was criss-crossed with trails of cum. I slipped my cock back inside her and left the last few drops inside her cunt.

“I think you need another shower,” Raven said, rubbing her hand in the cum on her friend’s back.

“I don’t think I have time,” Padmal replied. “Besides I want to go home like this. With cum all over my back under my clothes. It feels sort of depraved. Not what a good girl does.”

Padmal slipped off the bed and picked up her red bra and panties and pulled them on. Raven and I went downstairs with her and watched her put on her shorts and top. All three of us kissed together in my entryway and then Padmal opened the door and left.

Raven and I went back upstairs. I looked out of the bedroom window and happened to see Karen going out for a run. It would make the day perfect if she decided that today was a day to drop by on her way back home. I took a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold out of a drawer by the bed where I kept those sorts of toys. I knew Karen would love them if she called in. I told Raven to hide in the bathroom if she did.

I got into a pair of shorts and went downstairs. About an hour later Karen came running up the street, covered in sweat as always. I opened my front door and held up the handcuffs and with one finger I beckoned for her to come. She didn’t hesitate or even stop running. She just ran up the drive and into my living room.

Without either of us saying anything, I pulled her arms behind her and put the handcuffs on. Then I blindfolded her. I led her upstairs. I guided her onto the bed. I got a second pair of handcuffs out of the drawer and in a moment she was on her back on the bed with her arms over her head cuffed to the headboard. Raven and I could do whatever we wanted with her.

I pushed her bra up uncovering her breasts. She lifted up her ass for me as I pulled off her shorts along with her panties. Plain white again. I opened the door to the bathroom and put my finger to my lips to indicate Raven should stay silent. The two of us stood on either side of the bed, bent forward and then each of us started to lick and kiss one of her nipples.

It took a moment before Karen realized that it was impossible for me to lick both her breasts at the same time.

“What is going on?” Karen suddenly said. “Who is it?”

“It is a mystery,” I said.

“Is it a man or a woman?”

I signaled for Raven to move closer but she surprised me. She got onto the bed and moved down and squatted over one of Karen’s feet. She lowered herself until her pussy was pressed against Karen’s toes. She moved a little and I saw Karen’s big toe slip inside her pussy.

“Fuck that’s weird,” Karen said. “But I guess it answers the question.”

“Spread your legs,” I said to Karen. I moved further up the bed and started to kiss her, while I stroked one of her breasts with my hand. Raven pulled herself off Karen’s toe and moved between her outspread thighs. I sat up and watched as I casually continued to caress Karen’s breasts and pinch her nipples.

“Oh my god,” Karen moaned as Raven started to lick her pussy. “I’ve never done this before.”

“It’s hot, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know. It’s weird. It would be weird to be with any woman. But an anonymous one is just plain bizarre.”

“Does it feel good?” I asked.

“I can’t deny that. Whoever it is seems to know what she is doing.”

I laughed to myself since I knew that Raven’s entire experience of licking a pussy had just been that morning licking Padmal’s. But as with Padmal she was bold and enthusiastic. And, let’s face it, a tongue pretty much anywhere down there feels good.

Raven licked a finger. As she started to use her tongue on Karen’s clit she slipped her finger lower. I assumed she was going to push it into Karen’s pussy but she went lower and started to rub her asshole. Raven seemed to like playing with assholes.

“Fuck. What are you doing?” Karen moaned as she felt Raven’s finger circling there.

“Oh my god,” she groaned as Raven worked her finger inside.

I moved up the bed and pressed my cock against Karen’s mouth. She opened it and I pushed my cockhead into it. She started to explore my cock with her tongue, which felt incredible. I started to very gently fuck her mouth, moving in and out. Raven was fucking her asshole now as her tongue danced on Karen’s clit. I knew Karen was in her own space with the feelings all over her body intensified by the darkness of the blindfold.

Karen would lick my cock for a moment and then get distracted by all the feelings between her legs and stop. And then, as if she had just remembered what she was meant to be doing, she would start licking me again. The more aroused she got, the more frequently she would get distracted.

I could sense that Raven already had Karen close to orgasm. I took my cock out of her mouth so she could concentrate on one thing at a time. Plus I had seen her cum before and her whole body got involved. I didn’t want to get bitten.

As she had done when I’d fucked her earlier in the week, she came loudly and almost violently. Her body went rigid and then started to shake. “Oh fuck, yes, fuck. It’s big,” she almost screamed. Raven kept licking her clit and fingering her ass until Karen had milked the last drop of pleasure from her climax.

I moved between Karen’s legs. I pressed my cockhead into her opening. She was very wet and juicy from her orgasm. I pushed forward and my whole shaft slipped easily into her. Raven moved up the bed. She put one foot on either side of Karen’s head and then squatted down, pressing her pussy against her mouth.

“Lick her,” I commanded.

I couldn’t really see between Raven’s legs but I could see from the look on Raven’s face that Karen was doing as ordered.

“Good girl,” I said.

I started to fuck Karen with my cock while she fucked Raven with her tongue. In no time both Raven and Karen were sighing with pleasure. I fucked her for a bit and then I had an idea.

I pulled out. I signaled to Raven and she reluctantly lifted her pussy from Karen’s mouth. I undid the handcuffs and rolled Karen onto her front before cuffing her back to the bed. I spread Karen’s ass cheeks. Raven didn’t need any indication from me, she pressed the tip of her tongue against Karen’s asshole. Raven clearly had a thing for assholes.

“Oh fuck no, not there,” Karen moaned as Raven started to lick her asshole aggressively. As Karen’s asshole relaxed, Raven could get the tip of her tongue inside. I reached over. Raven lifted her head and licked one of my fingers, which felt surprisingly sexy. Then I pressed it against Karen’s asshole and pushed hard and it slipped inside. Raven licked one of her own fingers and put it alongside mine. She worked it back and forth until both of us had a finger inside Karen’s ass, opening her up, preparing her for what we all knew was going to happen next.

I moved down the bed. Raven spat on my cock and then used her tongue to spread her saliva around. Then with both hands she spread Karen’s cheeks as wide as she could. I positioned the head of my cock against Karen’s asshole and pressed forward, slowly but firmly.

“No not there, not in my ass” she groaned. “You are too big.”

Her asshole distended and the pink knob of my cock vanished into her.

“You bastard,” she moaned as I started to work my cock back and forth, gradually getting deeper and deeper into her. “Fuck that’s intense.”

I began to fuck Karen’s ass a bit harder once she was relaxed enough that my cock could move more easily. She was still very tight, of course. Fucking a woman in the ass feels different from fucking her vagina.

“Oh god that’s weird,” Karen moaned. I assumed it must be her first experience of anal sex. Suddenly her body froze again.

“Oh god I’m going to cum again,” she cried.

I felt it in her ass, felt the spasms as her asshole clenched my cock tight. “Oh no,” she cried as if her orgasm was too painful to endure. I fucked her asshole hard and fast as her body filled with ecstasy and her asshole squeezed my cock.

I had already been close and the feeling of Karen’s orgasm took me the final little distance. I pulled out of Karen’s ass. Raven wrapped her lips around my cock and pumped her head up and down, fucking me with her mouth. I blasted into the back of her throat. She took the first two or three warm spurts and then lifted her mouth off and stroked my cock-shaft, emptying the rest of my orgasm onto the married woman’s ass.

I signaled to Raven to go back in the bathroom. Then I undid Karen’s handcuffs and took off her blindfold. She looked around the room expecting to see another woman but there was nobody to be seen. I took her hand, picked up her shorts and panties where I had thrown them earlier, and took her downstairs.

“That was intense,” Karen said as she pulled on her clothes.

“Have you had anal sex before?”

“Never. Never been with a woman either. When whoever it was pushed my toe into herself it took me a moment to work out what was going on behind the blindfold. I thought it was a mouth at first. It was so unusual a feeling. Who was it?”

“I’m not going to tell you. It makes it more intense still because it is a mystery.”

“I suppose it is someone I know if you won’t tell me.” She laughed. “I’m going to be wondering every time I meet someone. Hello kindergarten teacher, was it you?”

She kissed me briefly on the lips, opened my front door and ran down the drive and back towards her own house. Raven came downstairs. She picked up her clothes and started to dress.

“I want to try it next time.”

“What?”

“Anal. Next time do me in my ass. It looked so hot.”

She came over and kissed me. “I have to get on my bike and go back to school now. Thank you for a wonderful weekend. The most amazing of my life.”

Chapter 10: The woods

I texted Raven when I arrived at the campus and she came down and took me up to her room. She was already in her black leathers—we were going out on her bike. I’d promised her outdoor sex.

“So have you had sex with anyone else?” I said.

“Not any guys,” she said. She paused, knowing she was going to surprise me. “But I did seduce my room-mate.”

I laughed. “You are a dark horse.”

“You woke my body up. But I have to admit it is very convenient to have a girl to do me whenever I want without having to even get out of bed.”

“How did you do it?”

“I told you that I like to listen to her masturbate. She tries to be silent but can’t help letting out little sighs and moans. So one morning, while she was doing it, I told her. I said ‘I don’t want to embarrass you, but I love listening to you masturbate. It is so private with just us two in the room.’”

“I bet she was embarrassed anyway.”

“For sure. She said that she wondered if I could tell. I got out of bed. I was in a T-shirt and panties. I went and lay down beside her on her bed. On top of the covers. I put my hand over the covers but on top of her hand so I could feel her moving it. ‘Don’t stop,’ I told her. I don’t think she was really sure what to do but clearly I expected her to finish what she had started. So she started to move her hand again.”

“Did she cum?”

“Eventually. It took a lot longer than she usually did with me lying beside her like that. It was sexy though, feeling her hand gradually speed up underneath mine until she got off. She wasn’t as quiet as usual, I think she started to get really turned-on by the whole situation.”

“So what happened then?”

“I asked her if she wanted me to do it too. She wasn’t sure at first, I think it was too lesbian for her. Eventually she said OK. I think she expected me to do it under the covers of my bed like she had. But I just put my hand in my panties while I lay on her bed and started to stroke myself.”

“I bet you were already wet.”

“Totally. I gradually worked my panties down a little bit. Then I took her hand and put it on top of mine like I had done to her. So she could feel my hand moving. I’m sure she’d never done anything like it before. Me neither. It was very exciting.”

“For her too, I expect.”

“I think so. I took a deep breath and sort of pulled my hand out suddenly so that her hand fell onto my pussy and put my hand on top of hers so she couldn’t take it away. I moved my hips a little to rub my pussy on her fingers. She was pretty brave really. For sure she’d never touched a girl before. She started to move her hand on my pussy lips. She was a bit clueless. One thing I have discovered is just because girls have their own pussies doesn’t mean that they know their way around another girl’s. So I kept my hand on hers and guided her. Eventually I got one of her fingers in me and I started to move myself so I sort of fucked it.”

“Did she get you there?”

“Yes. I was not quiet. I put on a show for her. She said she couldn’t believe we’d done that and asked me if I’d been with a girl before. So I told her a little about our threesome.”

“Is she cute?”

“Not really. Curvy rather than cute. She is a bit overweight, big breasts, big ass, plump pussy lips. Not cute enough for you.”

I laughed. “What does that mean?”

“You only go after hot girls. Padmal. Karen.”

“And you.”

“I know I’m not a perfect 10. But I know I’m hot enough. I get more attention than I really want. Plus the bike seems to act as a magnet too, at least for certain types of guys.”

“Bikers.”

“Of course. But not just bikers, anyone who is not intimidated by that biker aura. So what about Sigrund? Tall, blonde with big boobs. I bet you want to get her naked.”

I didn’t say anything.

“You already have!” Raven said in a surprised voice. “When?”

“A couple of days before that first time with you.”

“Wow. You had Sigrund, Padmal and me on three consecutive days. You dog.”

I didn’t think it was wise to add that I had Padmal’s mother Kali on the fourth day.

“If I’m a dog you are all my bitches,” I said smiling.

“So what did you do with Sigrund? I want all the details.”

“I tied her to the bed and fucked her in the ass.”

She laughed. “Now you are teasing me.”

“Not at all. I got a hotel room so that everyone in the neighborhood didn’t know. We met in the bar and had a drink. White with little strawberries.”

“What?”

“Her panties. You all seem to have a thing about me guessing your panties after that barbecue.”

“It is kind of fun. Innocent fun. But totally flirty too.”

“We went up to the hotel room. I had cuffs and rope and lube and a big vibrator. She gasped when she saw it all on the bed. So we had friendly vanilla sex to get used to each other. She had never used a vibrator before. Have you?”

“No. I did use my electric toothbrush when I was like 15. The under-18 girl’s substitute since you can’t buy a vibrator for all sorts of reasons. They won’t sell you one. You don’t have a credit card. It is going to show up in the family mailbox.”

“So I fucked her with the vibrator too. Then I turned her over and tied her to the bed.”

“Wow. This is hot. I mean it is making me hot.”

“Then I used the lube and got her asshole ready. And then I went in.”

“Gosh, I so want to try it. Had she done it before?”

“No, it was her first time. It is fun being the first guy in a girl’s ass.”

“Why?”

“Well, you’ve not had a lot of sex so it is all still new. But it does become very familiar. You know what turns you on. You know what it feels like to have a cock inside you. All that sort of thing. Suddenly all the rules change. You are feeling things you have never felt. Plus it takes a lot of trust.”

“Trust?”

“Yes. If you go too fast it can be painful. Even when you do not it is intense. And tied to the bed is even more extreme. She can’t escape. She didn’t even want a safeword.”

“What’s a safeword?”

“If you are doing that sort of thing when you might be crying out ‘no, no, not in my ass you bastard’ or similar, it is good to have a word that really means stop. Since ‘no’ doesn’t mean ‘no’. Some people use ‘red’ meaning they can have a sort of half safeword with ‘orange’ that means you are close to my limit.”

“Wow. I’m so naïve. I’ve never even thought about any of this.”

“You are not that naïve. You seduced your room-mate for a start.”

“Yes, but I didn’t tie her up and fuck her in the ass with a strap-on.”

“You should totally do that.”

“The moment I said it I realized the same. I should go further. Gosh you have changed me.”

“So then I untied Sigrund and she had to go home. She put her dress back on. It was so short, I’m amazed she dared to wear it. Another inch or two and everyone in the bar would have known the color of her panties.”

“I bet she looks fabulous naked.”

“She does. I think you’d like to get her naked too.”

“I suppose. I’m not used to thinking about letting girls into my pants. I’ve not yet got out of the routine of thinking about how to keep boys out of them.”

“You are not going to keep me out of them.”

“I know. And I should let another guy in soon. I’m ready for a real boyfriend.”

“I’m not a real boyfriend.”

She punched me lightly. “No. You are fucking all the attractive women back home. Plus me. Plus some other girls, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“All true,” I said. “But when I am with you I am one hundred percent yours. Well, except you seem to have a girlfriend too.”

“She’s just a plaything: more fun than masturbation but almost as convenient.”

“So how did you get her to be so obedient?”

“The next morning, after that first time I just told you about, I went to her bed. I pushed the covers back. She was in panties, of course, but I just pushed her legs apart and started kissing her there. She squirmed around a bit uncomfortably at first but didn’t push me off hard enough for me to think she really wanted me to stop. Soon she was moaning and excited. Before she realized what I was doing, I pulled her panties to one side and pushed my tongue in her. She half-heartedly tried to escape my mouth but she was too turned-on to resist. I have more clue about how to lick a girl after practicing on Padmal, so it didn’t take long before I had the satisfaction of making her cum.”

“I can tell you have discovered you really like licking pussies.”

“I do. I love sucking cocks too so I know I’m not a lesbian. It is all too new for me to know what I am. Bi, I suppose. Anyway, I did that for her a few more mornings, without asking anything in return. She even stopped wearing panties in bed so she was ready for her wakeup call.”

“She obviously loved it once she got over the ‘I’m not a lesbian’ hang-up.”

“For sure. Anyway, that evening I did a little striptease for her. When I was completely naked I lay back on my bed, spread my legs and told her to lick me. To my surprise she didn’t even hesitate even though it was her first time licking a girl. I’ve since discovered she loves me to take control. She never initiates anything but she’ll do whatever I ask.”

“I bet you ask often.”

She laughed. “I do. But it’s not a one-way thing. I do her back too. Let’s go get the bike.”

I put on her spare helmet and we left the town. She took me down a forest track to a clearing.

“This is where I sucked the four guys,” she said.

We got off the bike and I put a blanket we’d brought down on the ground. I moved in front of her and kissed her. Then, just as I had on the first day that I’d met her, I hooked my finger through the ring of her zipper and slowly slid it down, over the curve of her breasts all the way down below her waist. As her zipper descended, no clothing came into view. She was completely naked under her leathers.

“Wow, that’s hot,” I said. “Naked biker girl in leathers. Can I take some photos?”

“OK. As long as you keep them just for you. Well, I want copies too.”

“Pull your zipper up again.”

For ten minutes we took photos of her, starting with her fully zipped up with her helmet on, gradually unzipping, opening up, revealing more and more until she was completely naked. Then I took a few more pictures of her straddling the bike. She started the bike up and I took a few more as she circled the clearing, still naked.

She turned off the bike and lay down on her back on the rug, her legs casually spread. She wasn’t deliberately showing herself to me but neither was she deliberately hiding anything from me. I slowly undressed while she watched. My cock was already semi-hard from watching her strip herself out of her leathers.

“Will you do me in the ass today?” she said.

“Do you have any lube?”

“No. I bought some bike oil though. Anal sex seems so taboo and nasty already, I thought that would make it even nastier.”

“It is not nasty. Just intense.”

“It looks nasty. Watching you do Karen’s ass was totally obscene but it also looked incredibly intimate the way you had to go so slowly so as not to hurt her.”

Raven got up and fetched a small bottle from the box on the back of her bike. It was full of gold liquid. She unscrewed the cap and drizzled some onto my cock and then stroked me until my whole cock was shining with oil. I took the bottle from her. She lay down and rolled onto her front. I poured a little of the oil into the crack of her ass cheeks and slid a finger and rubbed it onto the tight pucker of her virgin asshole.

I circled my fingertip on her asshole working the oil in. Then I pressed a little harder and pushed a fingertip inside.

“Tell me how it feels,” I said.

“Odd. I’ve not been touched there before. I thought it would feel sort of dirty but it doesn’t.”

I dripped a bit more oil onto my finger and then started to move it back and forth. Gradually her asshole relaxed a little and my finger moved easily.

“OK,” I said.

“Totally OK. It feels good when you diddle me with your finger like that.”

“I’m going to put a second finger in now.”

I put a second finger alongside the first and pushed it into the oily ring.

“Ooh,” she said, “that’s getting a bit more intense.”

“Too much?”

“No. Borderline painful but it’s fine.”

“If you want to you can masturbate. That sometimes takes the edge off it.”

“I don’t want to. I want to focus totally on the feeling in my ass.”

“OK. A third finger going in now. Once that is in, my cock is only a little larger.”

I pulled my two fingers out of her and shaped three fingers into a cone. Then I positioned it against her asshole and pressed down hard.

“Oh shit,” she groaned as she felt her asshole distending around my fingers. “Go slowly.”

I started to push rhythmically, pushing in a tiny bit and then pulling out. Each time I went in a little further as gradually her body became accustomed to the invasion.

“Fuck that feels surprisingly good,” Raven moaned. “I can’t believe how good. I wanted to try it but I thought it would probably be a once-in-a-lifetime thing. I can see it is going to be on the menu from time to time.”

“Ready?” I said.

“I don’t suppose I’ll get any readier.”

“Lie on your side on the rug.”

“Really, I thought you were going to go into me like this, lying on my front.”

“It is actually easier from the side. Especially the first time.”

She rolled onto her side with her ass pointed towards me.

“Now pull your ass cheek up so that your asshole is exposed.”

She did as instructed. I pressed the oily head of my cock against the oily pucker of her asshole. Very slowly I pushed forward and watched as her asshole distended and began to let me enter.

“Oh gosh that’s extreme,” she moaned as slowly I slipped into her.

I started to fuck her, gradually going deeper into her.

“Oh wow, I can’t believe I’ve got a cock in my ass. What’s more, I’m enjoying it.”

Gradually more and more of my shaft vanished inside the redhead’s body. She was just moaning now, letting out a little squeal each time my cock went back into her.

“Oh my god, I’m going to cum. Keep fucking my ass. Wow, that sounds so dirty.”

She started to stroke her nipples. Her body froze for a moment and then I felt her orgasm pulse through her ass. “Oh god, that’s strong.” As her body burned with the passion of her orgasm I worked the rest of my cock into her until my belly was pressed against the cheek of her ass. I started to fuck her hard now that her body was comfortable with my cock. She started to moan again, her body flooded with excitement.

At that moment a motorcyclist roared into the clearing. There wasn’t much we could do, we were caught naked fucking on the rug. I didn’t even bother to pull my cock out of Raven’s ass.

The motorcyclist was in his mid-twenties, with a goatee beard. He wore a helmet that didn’t totally cover his face.

“Hi Raven,” he said.

Raven’s eyes flew open, the sanctity of her deep arousal instantly destroyed.

“Err…hi Mike, I guess. This is a bit embarrassing.”

“I finally get to see you naked. I didn’t think you let anyone do that. You look even better than I imagined. Fabulous tits.”

“Thanks.”

“You can suck him if you want,” I said quietly. I guessed she had sucked him in the past, maybe he was one of the four guys she’d sucked the time she told me about.

“You’d better come and join in, Mike,” she said.

He got off his bike and unzipped his pants. His cock was already hard. He knelt down on the rug. Raven lifted up her head and lowered her mouth onto his cock. I started to fuck her ass again as she started to suck Mike.

I watched her head bob up and down on his cock as my own cock slid in and out of her oily asshole. Suddenly I had an idea. I grabbed Raven and rolled onto my back. Now she was lying on top of me, face up, my cock still inside her ass. But now her pussy was on offer between her legs.

Raven immediately realized what I was doing. She took her mouth off Mike’s cock.

“Put it in me,” she said to him.

“Are you sure?” he said doubtfully.

“Totally. Just don’t assume it will ever happen again though.”

Mike moved between her legs. She reached down and took hold of his cock and guided it into her pussy. It felt odd. My cock in her ass could feel Mike’s cock as it slid into her.

“That feels so unusual,” Raven moaned as she felt her body penetrated by two cocks for the first time in her life.

With Raven on top of me it was hard for me to move much but Mike started to fuck her aggressively. She was moaning with pleasure. It felt good for me too feeling his cock sliding back and forth alongside mine inside her body. I pushed my hips up and down a little so that the tight ring of Raven’s asshole slid up and down my cock. I reached around Raven’s body and took a breast in each hand. Her nipples were rock hard against my palms. I pinched her nipples, quite hard. She squealed in surprise.

Raven was clearly a bundle of arousal. She was moaning and panting and I could feel her body shivering, she was so wound up.

“Oh gosh, fuck me hard. I’m going to cum again.”

I thrust my hips up harder into her ass and I felt Mike fucking her harder and faster. Her body went rigid for a second and then she was cumming.

“Oh yes, fuck, yes, don’t stop.” Her whole body was a mass of quivering joy as her orgasm exploded through her. Her ass and her pussy were throbbing with pleasure.

“Fuck, it’s making my toes curl,” she groaned.

“Should I cum in you?” Mike asked. He was obviously close.

“No. In my mouth.”

Mike pulled out of her and moved up the rug. She opened her mouth. He aimed his cock into her and stroked himself. Almost immediately jets of white cum shot from his cock into her mouth. He continued to stroke himself and she lay there with her mouth filling up until he had drained himself of the last drop.

I pulled out of her as she swallowed Mike’s contribution. “Roll onto your front,” I said.

She got her knees underneath her so that her ass was in the air and her breasts were pushed against the rug. I reentered her ass. I started to fuck her hard and fast. Anal sex has to start off gently but then later it seems to be best to be rough.

“I’m going to cum in your ass,” I said as I felt my imminent orgasm. She pushed her body back against me as I thrust in and out of her ass. I felt the first blast of cum fire from my cock.

“Oh my god I can feel your cock sort of twitching,” she moaned as I pumped cum deep into her body.

I pulled out of her. The three of us lay there on the rug, exhausted. The dappled sunlight coming through the trees was enough to keep us warm.

“I suppose I should introduce you,” Raven said laughing. “Mike, this is Paul. Paul, Mike. Mike is a biker friend and Paul is a…I’m not sure. Not biker friend. He is a neighbor of my parents back home.”

“This was a surprise,” Mike said.

“Finding us here?”

“Yes. But also that you were naked. You are the ice princess of bikers. You’ve sucked us all but not a single one of us ever got more than your bra off. We wondered if you were still a virgin at 22 or however old you are.”

“I was. I don’t know why I held onto my virginity for so long. Especially now I know what I was missing out on. But sucking was enough for me, I guess.”

“Not any more it seems. Not many girls get to have sex with two men at once.”

“Well, they should. I can tell them it is awesome. Or ass-some I guess”

“I need to get going,” Mike said. He got up and pulled his clothes back into place. A moment later his bike roared to life and he left the clearing.

“Wow. That was an experience,” she said. “I thought the idea of anal sex was totally porno. Having two cocks in my body like that was a zillion times more porno. It wasn’t all that comfortable but it was wild and thrilling.”

“We’d better get back too. Are you staying the night?”

“Of course.”

“My room-mate will be there though. But she does everything I say so she’ll probably be OK with watching too.”

“You are not the same girl as I met at that barbecue.”

“For sure. You have changed me.”

Chapter 11: An afternoon

Sunny day. Early afternoon. I was doing pretty much my all-time favorite thing. Licking a teenager. My tongue slowly swirled around inside Padmal’s beautiful brown Indian pussy. There is nothing quite as good as a teenager’s pussy just after lunch. She let out little whimpers of appreciation. Her body showed its appreciation in its own way by flooding her pussy with juice. She went from moist to dripping wet. She tasted sweet, like a fine dessert wine. She reached down with one hand and spread her lips, opening her pussy, inviting me to get even deeper inside her. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could into the pink anemone of her cunt.

“Oh that’s wonderful,” she sighed.

Since she was holding herself open, I moved up to where her clit was exposed, her own hand pulling the hood off so that it stuck out like a tiny rhino horn, just crying out for attention. She shuddered when my tongue arrived and I simply licked it hard. I circled around it, judging what she liked best by the loudness of her moans. Then back down to penetrate her entrance. She was new to sex, so she deserved good experiences. But also she needed to find out what she liked so she could tell her future lovers. Or her current boyfriend for that matter. Who obviously had no idea what Padmal did to finish off her math classes. I tickled her insides with my tongue and she moaned louder, I knew I was doing something right. I hope she wouldn’t be disappointed when her future lovers, her own age, would turn out to be clueless about female anatomy. At least with all the porn boys usually know there is a clit and where it is. When I was her age, a pussy was alien territory to be explored with prejudice. Who knew where the mines were? Who knew what felt good to a girl? Who knew where the mysterious clitoris lay hidden?

“Oh my god you know what I like…even though I don’t myself,” she moaned.

I moved my tongue lower and I tasted her asshole again. I wasn’t in a rush but one day I would push my cock into that entrance to her body. In the meantime I would get her more used to the idea by licking her and fingering her there. Her asshole was a tight pucker, an even darker brown than the rest of her body. Sometimes girls squirm a little the first time you lick them there, it is too weird, too dirty, not what a good girl does. But Padmal just lay there moaning with pleasure. I pushed a little harder and the tip of my tongue started to get into her ass a little.

“Fuck that feels weird,” she said as she finally noticed I was doing something new.

There was no answer to that other than to push my tongue harder into her. Knowing that no tongue, almost certainly not even her own finger, had ever been there made it extra-special. Listening to her moaning I knew that she would love it the day I finally took her there. And I could be pretty certain her boyfriend would not dare to go there first so I didn’t need to hurry to add her anal virginity to my bedpost. I pushed my tongue in deeper as she sighed with enjoyment.

“That is so odd being licked there,” she said. “But wow it feels surprisingly good. Weird but good.”

I moved my tongue back up to where she was exposing her clit by opening herself with one hand. But I replaced it with a finger. My tongue softly nuzzled her clit as I pushed a finger into her ass.

“Oh gosh, don’t stop,” she moaned, obviously close.

I let another finger drift up between her lips to the entrance to her vagina. As my tongue caressed her clit, I fucked her cunt and her ass with two fingers. Her body was getting tighter and tighter as she got close. Her moans were getting louder. Suddenly her cunt and ass clamped hard on my fingers. She let out a loud wail as if she was in pain. And then her body was throbbing with ecstasy. I kept licking her clit and fucking both her holes as her orgasm took over her whole body.

“Oh my, it’s intense,” she squealed after a few seconds as her climax just kept on going. I started to lick her clit a little less roughly, knowing it would get over-sensitive. But I pushed my finger all the way into her ass. As I said, there is nothing better than having my tongue in a teenager’s pussy on a lazy afternoon. But best of all is feeling her have a powerful orgasm, her body’s ultimate compliment to all the attention, as she pulsates with passion, crying out loudly, too excited to keep control of her voice.

When it was over, she lay there on my bed, limp. Almost as if asleep or passed out. I moved up beside her and waited for her to come back to the real world. Then I kissed her mouth.

She kissed me back hard. “That was incredible. Whatever you did to me. My body was on fire. An inferno.”

I lay there with her in my arms. Suddenly I realized it was Wednesday afternoon. Sigrund’s day off. If a teenager with no panties was good, a teenager and a married woman with none was even better. A recently married woman. Who absolutely should not be taking off her panties for me. A tall blonde Icelander with huge breasts.

I texted Sigrund. “come to my house. now. do what you are told”

Then, just to make sure she knew what sort of visit it was, “no panties”

Padmal and I lay there kissing and cuddling in each other’s arms. We were half asleep when suddenly my doorbell rang. Padmal looked at me wondering what was going on. But she was used to me providing unexpected experiences and she knew just to go along with whatever I had in mind.

I put on a robe, went downstairs and let Sigrund in. She was in a tight top. Bright green bra. And a mini skirt that was unbelievably short. A micro skirt. She must have felt very vulnerable walking over from her house. I knew she wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt, she would not dare to wear panties having been ordered not to.

I took her up to my bedroom. Of course she had no idea if there was someone else up there already and who. She looked slightly surprised when she saw Padmal lying under the covers of my bed.

“Wow,” Padmal said. “You too?”

“I’m not proud,” Sigrund said. I grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it up. She lifted up her arms so I could take it off completely. Then I unclasped her bra and she let it drop off.

“Wow,” Padmal couldn’t help herself saying when she saw Sigrund’s breasts for the first time. That had been my opinion too the first time she let me see them.

“You can touch them if you want,” I said to her.

Padmal got out of the bed and walked across the room to where Sigrund and I were standing.

“Yours are nice too,” Sigrund said when she saw Padmal’s naked body.

“Kiss her nipples,” I told Padmal. She didn’t hesitate. She leaned forward and took one of Sigrund’s nipples into her mouth. She used her teeth, her tongue and her lips as if she was someone who had done this lots of times before although I knew that Raven was actually the only girl she had ever been with. Sigrund let out a little moan of pleasure as Padmal worked her raspberry nipples.

“Take her skirt off Padmal,” I said quietly.

She didn’t stop kissing and nibbling Sigrund’s nipples but she reached behind her, undid the little zipper and pushed it down until it fell to the floor. She showed no sign of surprise that Sigrund wore no panties. Her beautiful shaved pussy completely exposed.

“Wow,” Padmal said again. She couldn’t keep away. She squatted down so her face was inches from Sigrund’s pussy. Then she pushed out her tongue, leaned forward, and slipped it between the fleshy outer lips of Sigrund’s pussy. Sigrund moved her feet apart and pushed her hips forward, eagerly taking the teenager’s tongue into her slit. She let out more sighs of pleasure as Padmal started to move her tongue in all the feminine folds she could not quite see around the curve of her own body.

“Have you ever been with a girl?” I asked Sigrund as Padmal attacked her pussy with enthusiasm.

“Never,” she gasped. “I’ve never done much. You know that.”

I reached down and stroked her asshole with one finger.

“You were the first in there,” she said.

“You want me in there again, don’t you?”

“Yes. But not today. Today I want you in…you know…my front. And I want to watch.”

“To watch?”

“Yes. I’ve never seen people fuck. For real. I want to see you do her. Be rough. Masculine. Make her cum hard. Like porn but in real life.”

I rubbed her asshole harder as Padmal continued to lick her. It only took a moment for me to get my fingertip inside. I put my other hand around her and cradled one of her impressively large firm breasts.

I wished I’d had a video camera set up. It was a pretty hot sight. The tall blonde Icelander standing in the middle of my bedroom with the Indian teenager assaulting her clit and me standing behind finger-fucking her asshole while I stroked her breast and pinched her nipple.

“Keep doing that,” Sigrund moaned. I’m not sure if she was talking to Padmal or me or both. But I also knew that if Padmal kept doing whatever she was and I kept my finger moving in and out of her ass that she would soon cum.

“Cum for us Sigrund,” I whispered in her ear.

“I’m so close,” she managed to say between moans.

Suddenly she started to moan louder. “Keep going, keep going, keep going,” she squealed. She fell back against me as her legs almost collapsed under her. I could feel her orgasm around my finger in her asshole. Padmal just kept licking her as if she would be punished if she stopped. I could feel Sigrund’s hips making little thrusts, back so my finger slipped into her ass and forward so her pussy pressed into Padmal’s mouth.

“Oh yes,” she almost shouted as the two of us worked her orgasm to prolong it as much as possible. Her body was shaking, she could barely keep her legs underneath her, and the sounds coming out of her mouth were of undiluted joy.

When her orgasm faded away I moved her towards the bed. She lay on the bed, her legs casually spread showing off her beautiful pussy still glistening with Padmal’s saliva and her own juices.

“Fuck you are good,” Sigrund said to Padmal. “Did you do a lot of the girls at your school or something?”

She laughed. “No. It is only my second time doing it.”

“Who was the first?”

Padmal looked at me. “Is it OK to say?”

“Yes. She won’t tell anyone else.”

“Raven.”

“Red haired biker girl. She is hot.”

“You have to do her now, Sigrund,” I said.

“Wow. Really? I’ve never even seen another one for real.”

Padmal got onto the bed and spread her legs without any trace of embarrassment. The hairless fleshy brown lips of her pussy were on show. As she had done earlier for me, she reached down with one hand and spread her pussy lips. Her dark brown inner labia and the pink entrance to her insides came into view.

“You are such a different color from me,” Sigrund said as she moved between Padmal’s legs and inspected another girl’s pussy for the first time in her life.

“Sorry. You don’t get big pink lips with Indian girls.”

Sigrund laughed. “That’s for sure. More like dark chocolate. I hope you are as tasty.”

She lowered her head and tentatively touched her tongue onto Padmal’s pussy. She moved it around a little, pushing around Padmal’s lips.

She lifted her head. “Fuck, I have no idea what to do.”

I was going to give her some advice but Padmal was quicker. “Just move your tongue around. Find the hole, my vagina. Stick it in. I’ll help you find my clit after that. I promise it’ll all feel good to me.”

Sigrund started to lick Padmal enthusiastically. In no time she discovered Padmal’s opening and I could see her tongue vanish inside the teenager’s body.

“That’s right,” Padmal said. “In there.”

I moved behind Sigrund. Her pussy was exposed between her long legs. My cock was hard. Two things that just go together. I positioned my cockhead in her entrance and then I pushed forward. She was still very wet from her earlier orgasm and I slipped in easily.

“Can you see my clit?” Padmal said. Since she was still holding herself open with a hand it was pretty prominent.

“I think so. Here?” Sigrund said.

Padmal didn’t reply. She just gasped as Sigrund’s tongue contacted. We all knew she had found the right spot. I started to fuck Sigrund. Gently, so she could still concentrate on licking Padmal without being totally distracted by the feelings in her own body.

“Just keep doing that,” Padmal said. I could tell from the tremor in her voice that she was very aroused, not far from her second orgasm of the day. Then I remembered that Sigrund had asked to watch and I decided to take Padmal the last little bit of the way myself. I pulled out of Sigrund and pushed her to one side. I moved up between Padmal’s legs. Sigrund grabbed my cock and almost pulled me into the teenage Indian. She positioned my pink cockhead in the brown pussy and I pushed forward.

“Oh that is good,” Padmal moaned as she felt my cock slip inside her. Sigrund started to rub Padmal’s nipples as I started to fuck her. She might not have been with a girl before but she wasn’t shy about touching once she had one to play with.

Padmal pulled her legs up so her knees were close to her chest and so that I could go deep into her. I started to fuck her hard and fast, I knew Sigrund wanted to see that and I also know that it would only take a little of that to get Padmal to orgasm.

In fact it was almost immediately. “Fuck,” Padmal groaned and her body twitched as if she’d been electrocuted. I kept fucking her hard. Sigrund moved her hand off Padmal’s breast down her body and masturbated her clit as her orgasm unfurled. Padmal was moaning loudly, unable to keep quiet.

I was close to cumming myself. I knew Padmal loved to have her body sprayed with cum, she liked to feel a bit depraved sometimes. I pulled out. I started to stroke myself. The first blast of cum went up Padmal’s body between her breasts. Sigrund leaned down and started to lick it up so that the rest of my cum half went on Padmal’s brown body and half on Sigrund’s face and blonde hair as she licked the teenager’s belly clean. Sigrund carried on licking once I’d finished. Eventually the Indian teenager’s body was cum-free.

Padmal sat up. She leaned forward and tenderly licked my cum from Sigrund’s face. The two women kissed, at first very tentatively. It was a first time for Sigrund I knew and Padmal only had a little experience. But after just a moment Padmal went for it and just drove her tongue into Sigrund’s mouth. It was odd, she was younger by maybe ten years, only lost her virginity a just few weeks earlier, but she was completely taking the initiative. And it was hot to watch the two women get into each other.

Padmal pulled away.

“Lie down,” she said assertively.

Sigrund jumped to her command and lay on her back on my bed.

“Show it to me,” Padmal said.

Sigrund slowly spread her legs and the pretty Icelandic butterfly of her lips came into view. Padmal moved between her legs and stared at the other woman’s pussy.

“Gosh yours is different from mine,” Padmal said. “And not just that mine is brown. Yours is like a flower. A beautiful pink orchid. Or maybe it is a bird. A pink bird spreading its wings.”

She reached down and as I watched she slid her brown finger straight into the blonde’s pink cunt. She seemed to be a natural at finding her way around another woman. She looked so experienced but I knew just how little she had really done. She let her thumb rub onto Sigrund’s clit as she started to finger her inside. Sigrund was a moaning bundle of arousal in no time. Padmal bent down and used her tongue on Sigrund’s clit without taking her finger from inside her vagina. Padmal finger-fucked Sigrund, stroking her internally at the same time as her tongue danced on her clit.

“You are so good at that,” Sigrund moaned. She started to move her hips a little, fucking Padmal’s mouth and hand back a little bit.

“Oh I’m nearly there, don’t stop.” Not that Padmal showed any sign of stopping. She was hell-bent on giving Sigrund a big orgasm. Then Sigrund gasped for air and she was panting and moaning and shaking. Padmal ignored it all and just kept licking and fingering as she took the Icelandic blonde up to heaven in a soaring arc and then gradually brought her back down to earth. She was a natural lover, just as at home with a cock as a pussy. Or preferably at least one of each.

Just then the doorbell rang. I went downstairs in my robe and left the two girls with their arms around each other, kissing again in post-orgasmic nirvana.

I opened the door. It was Kali. She was dressed differently. More sexy, more confident, less dowdy. A skirt shorter than I’d ever seen her wear. A tighter blouse. One more button undone than she would normally have. A lacy cream-colored bra I could just see a bit of in the opening to her blouse.

“Is Padmal round here still?” she asked.

I stood there speechless. I couldn’t exactly say she was since she was upstairs naked in my bed with our married neighbor. But I couldn’t say she left already either since I’d probably get found out.

“Are you OK?” Kali said when I couldn’t get a word out.

“Yes,” I said. “I’m just trying to guess what they are today.”

She laughed. “You just love to tell women the color of their panties.”

“I admit it. It is a fun, harmless, little game.”

“And us women love to be guessed. So what are mine today? I’ll give you a hint. Not black.”

“Did you buy some new ones? Since we had sex?”

“I did. How did you know?”

“Because I woke up the dragon in you. You have to feed it with new panties, new bras. A new wardrobe. See how great you look. I bet you shaved too.”

“Gosh. How can you tell?”

“They are cream. You bought a matching bra and panty set. Cream lace panties.”

“Wow.”

“Maybe even a thong. The first of your life.”

“Gosh, you are good.”

“Show me.”

First she unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. Then she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood there in bra and panties. I was right. It was a cream thong that matched the little glimpse of her bra that I had seen.

“They are beautiful.”

“I bought them for you.”

I smiled to myself since it was not that long ago that her daughter had bought herself pink boyshorts so I had something more interesting to guess. And to take off.

I reached behind her and undid her bra. I let my robe fall off so I was naked. I put my arms around her and we kissed. I felt my cock hardening against her brand new panties.

Just then there was the unmistakable sound of Padmal’s voice from upstairs. “Oh yes, just there. Perfect.” Then she moaned loudly. There was no doubt that it was the sound of Kali’s daughter Padmal having sex.

Kali’s eyes flew open. “What is going on?” she said.

On the spur of the moment I decided to take Kali upstairs. The only way for us all to get out of this without Kali freaking out was to get her involved too. Fuck her in front of her daughter. At least Padmal wouldn’t have to pretend she was an innocent virgin any more. And Kali wouldn’t need to go home after being at my place. Seeing Sigrund naked in my bed would be another shared secret never to be divulged.

“You’d better come upstairs,” I said.

The two of us walked into the bedroom. The only article of clothing that any of us had on was Kali’s thong. Sigrund was between Padmal’s legs with her tongue inside the teenager.

“Oh fuck,” Padmal shrieked when she saw her mother. Then she realized her mother was almost naked. I could see her trying to work out what was going on and realizing that I was fucking her mother too.

Sigrund was also trying to work out how to behave. She was caught and she knew it. She got up off the bed and came over to us.

“I guess I should get you ready for him,” she said.

She squatted naked in front of Kali and pulled down her thong. I got to see Kali’s newly shaved pussy for the first time as Sigrund sunk her tongue into it. I knew Kali had never so much as touched a woman before and her very first touch was her next-door neighbor in the most intimate place possible. In a few seconds Kali was moaning with pleasure and the crisis was over. We’d all fuck. Then we’d all swear each other to secrecy. And maybe in the future we’d all fuck again.

I moved behind Kali as Sigrund licked her. I used my foot to signal for her to part her legs more, which she did. I rubbed my cock on her pussy. Sigrund licked my cockhead a little getting it nice and slick. I moved back, bent my knees and pressed up into Kali. Sigrund continued to lick Kali’s clit as I worked my cock inside her. I could feel Sigrund’s tongue on my cock as it went in and out of Kali’s pussy. Padmal sat on the bed watching her mother get penetrated, her legs casually spread as if her mother saw her pussy every day so it was no big deal.

I would have been happy to carry on fucking Kali until I came, but I wanted to make sure she saw me fuck her daughter. The guilt had to be shared all around so there would be no secrets between us. I pulled out of her. Sigrund continued to lick her as I moved onto the bed. I lay on my back and Padmal straddled me. From that angle her mother would be able to see it go in.

I couldn’t really see because Padmal’s body blocked my view, but I could tell Sigrund had Kali almost to the point of orgasm. Somehow with all the sex in the air nobody cared any more. Kali knew I was fucking her daughter and probably her daughter would soon admit she had a real boyfriend her own age too. Padmal knew I was fucking her mother, which was fine. She was a widowed woman. And we all knew Sigrund was fucking us all. Which was not fine since she was a newly married woman. But she was so beautiful we all wanted her to fuck us again and so we were not going to do anything to jeopardize that. Her secret was safe with us.

Padmal started to fuck me hard. One nice thing about young girls is they have lots of energy. When the fuck hard, they really fuck hard. I listened to Kali having an orgasm from Sigrund’s tongue as Padmal got me close. It was strange how such a weird situation suddenly seemed so normal.

Just before I came I pulled out. Sigrund pretty much threw Kali onto the bed. She wrapped her mouth around my cock as the first spurt of my orgasm sped down my cock. Her daughter got me to the point of cumming and then she got to swallow it. Like breastfeeding her child but the other way around. For only the second time in her life, Kali gulped down cum as a cock blasted into her mouth.

My bed was pretty crowded with three women as well as me. But we all lay there in a tangle of limbs. Pussies pressed against legs. Breasts pressed against chests. Some random kissing of whoever was nearby. The situation from earlier in the afternoon when Kali first arrived had been resolved. Not only that, but in the best possible way. I had no doubt that various combinations of us would be back in my bed, sworn to secrecy, but…well, sworn to ecstasy too.