“You'll love it, maybe not at first, but I promise you'll love it,” Jamie said.
“Hush, sweetie. I'm talking to your friend, not you.”
“How much will it hurt, Bill?”
“I don't know. Jamie said it hurt a lot. I've heard other women say it wasn't too bad.”
“There's only one way to find out,” Kiersten said, her hand reaching for my wet cock.
“You're right.” I wiped my straining hardness over her juicy slit, up and down, from behind her opening to her clit. Each time, I used more pressure, until I was notched in her entrance. “You're sure?”
“Yes.”
I pushed gently until she parted to admit me. As soon as she surrounded my head, I stopped. “Are you okay?”
She smiled and pulled me down for a kiss. “I'm glad you're my first, Bill.”
I moved in until I felt her resistance. She winced a little and gave me a weak grin. “I'm nervous.”
I kissed her again, gently at first, her face rather than her mouth. Every time I found a new place to kiss, I moved out a fraction of an inch and then back in, angling differently each time, slowly stretching her outer area. “Do you want me to warn you, or should I just do it?” I leaned down to suckle on her breast and wait for an answer.
“You've warned me enough. I'll be ready when you think it's the right time.”
I pushed in against her hymen again, waiting for her to wince. When she did, I pulled back. Nibbling on her other nipple, I pushed my hand between us to play with her clit as I stroked in and out of her outer passage. I found the depth, just barely bumping her hymen as I stimulated her, and when she started crying out her orgasm, I broke through and stopped.
Jamie saw her friend jolt. “Are you okay?” she whispered.
Kiersten let out a shuddering sigh. “That wasn't that bad. It got really hot for a second, kind of like the sting of waxing, but then I was cumming and couldn't think about it. Now it's just a little sore. I feel really full.”
“You're not full,” Jamie giggled. “He's probably halfway inside you.”
My new lover studied my eyes and then pulled me down for a kiss. “When do I get the rest?”
Her slick muscles gave way grudgingly to their new visitor, but finally I reached full depth. We moved, adjusting ourselves for comfort, kissing tenderly. She wrapped her legs around me. “I think I'm ready.”
It took us very little time to find a pace we liked, slow but deep, not really thrusting – more a pressing together.
“That feels good,” Kiersten murmured.
“I'm glad.” I started fondling a nipple again.
“I think I'm ready to go faster.” She pulled back a little more when we drew apart this time, and I pushed back a little harder. We weren't rutting, but we were making love with more enthusiasm.
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nbsp; “Oh, fuck! I know just what that feels like,” Jamie whined. Kiersten and I both looked at her, thrusting her fingers rapidly in and out of herself and pulling on her one nipple.
“Make me cum, Bill. Make me cum for the first time with a man inside me,” Kiersten whispered in my ear, her fingertips digging into my buttocks to urge me on.
I pulled out enough to get my fingers on her wet clit again, and began stroking purposefully in and out of her tight teen pussy. “May I cum inside you?”
“I won't feel like I've had sex with you if you don't,” she panted. “Shit!” Her nails raked my asscheeks as her vaginal muscles squeezed. When her contractions weakened, mine began. “I feel it! You're cumming, aren't you? Oh God!” she squealed, as new spasms of her soaked walls milked the last from me.
When it was over, I pulled my spent cock from her and rolled on my back, moving her to lie partially on top of me. As we kissed sensuously, coming down from our high, I realized this was exactly what I did with Jamie when she gave me her innocence, not so long ago.
Jamie saw it too. “I'd be jealous if I didn't love you both so much.” She snuggled in on my other side. I had two pussies, two pairs of boobs, and two lovely heads pushed against me. “How did you like it, Kiersten?” she asked.
“My sister told me sex was good. She didn't tell me it was this good. Thank you, Bill. You too, Jamie.”