Locked
Up Naked in the Bathroom Together (Chapter 2)
by Sterling
Anne's
leaking vagina had earned her the tub for the night. Kira lay down next
to the wall. Caroline lay next to her, noting that the mattresses in
this motel were awfully thin. Liz was next, and Jim ended up back where
he had started the whole ordeal, with the toilet by his right shoulder.
He turned to face it. He could feel the radiant warmth of Liz's flesh
behind him, but they were not touching. He didn't have an erection and
he wasn't worried about whether he'd get one or not. His arousal had
been displayed several times already.
After a while Jim slid
onto his back and started to drift off. But Liz kept shifting position,
and after every shift she was closer to him. Her flesh touched his in a
few places. There was hair brushing his shoulder. It felt nice, and he
decided to feign sleep. They hadn't discussed snuggling, but seeking
comfort like that made perfect sense. Slowly the pressure increased,
and a leg landed ever so softly on top of his, while an arm landed on
his chest. When she was snuggled against his left side and stopped
moving, he shifted just a little and whispered, "Hi, Liz." She
stiffened and raised her head questioningly so he hastily added, "It's
OK."
He noted with some relief that he didn't have an erection.
Then below, ever so gradually, Liz's body pressed harder against his
hip, and ever so gradually it relaxed again. It happened a second time.
He figured it still might be a coincidence -- Liz trying to get a
little more comfortable. But his body had already jumped to its own
conclusion, and his erection had risen strongly. Liz noticed, lifted
her head and looked at him with a smile.
Was this a problem?
He'd already suggested that feelings of sexual attraction between him
and the girls were natural, and that he was going to get an erection
now and then. They had established that it was fine for the girls to
masturbate. His arousal was not under his control, and he'd decided the
night before that he could jack off now and then when the girls were
all asleep. But if he actually started making out with a girl, that was
crossing a line. Liz was the instigator. What did he want? As he
thought about it, he smiled. If it was entirely up to his urges, he
realized he'd have this girl on her back in seconds, his cock plunging
into her depths, and he wouldn't last long before dumping a big load
deep in her pussy. But getting realistic... At any moment any of the
other three could wake up and see what was happening. Liz could be
embarrassed, the other girl could be embarrassed, there could be hurt
feelings. But Liz's rhythmic pressure also felt really good...
He
considered all that within three seconds. Seeing no objection, Liz's
hand reached slowly for his penis and grasped it gently, as her thrusts
against his hip became unmistakably sexual, firmer and with a definite
rhythm.
Jim gently took her hand to stop her. What was the right
thing to do? He couldn't quite figure it out. But when his urges were
mixed with uncertainty, it led to a decision -- or at least to action.
He
wriggled until he was on his side facing her. He extended his lips
towards hers and she responded immediately, wriggling a little closer
to him. His kissing was tender, but she quickly became more urgent
about it. He reached gently for her left breast, and she responded with
a sharp intake of breath. His stiff cock pressed against her lower
belly, and he felt her hand encircle it gently. He slid downward, and
she lifted her leg and aimed him. She looked at him with an earnest
expression. Wow... She wanted to go all the way, right then! It wasn't
what he had in mind, though. Instead, he took her nipple in his mouth
and slid his hand between her legs, where he began gently rubbing. Such
activity would usually have been accompanied by sounds of flesh on
flesh and moans of pleasure, but they were both entirely silent. She
pressed her pelvis forward against his hand. He began to use his
fingers separately, because he knew that she like all females had a
complicated and delicious structure down there. One pair of folds moved
easily aside to reveal another, and with his three middle fingers he
stroked this hairless area. Another pair of folds moved aside easily as
well and in here she was not just smooth but moist. He began probing
the center with his middle finger, and hot wetness welcomed him. Liz
was stroking his back and her movements made clear that she approved.
There was no obstruction, and his finger slid in farther and farther.
He thrust in and out in an unmistakable fucking motion, slow at first,
then faster. She had invited just this motion from his much larger
cock. And while that would have been fantastic for him, his fingers
were better suited to her female structure.
With the two fingers
adjacent to the one penetrating her he slid up just outside her inner
lips to where they joined over her clitoris. Sometimes direct
stimulation was too much, so he'd start this way. From her trembling
and occasional twitches he had the sense he was giving her just what
she wanted. He sucked on her nipple in short bursts. The minutes went
by, and he could feel her tension increasing. Suddenly she thrust her
pelvis forward and he pressed her little clit through the folds gently
but rapidly. His middle finger still lay extended inside her hot pussy,
and now it felt some faint contractions. Then he felt her body relax.
She gulped for air as quietly as she could, but the need for oxygen
could not be denied. He slowed the motion with his hand and after a few
moments gently removed it completely.
He lifted his head to look
around and it seemed the other three were still sleeping. Then he slid
onto his back. Liz rose onto her side and took hold of his stiff cock.
She pointed her middle finger towards her pussy and moved it forward
and back in a quick rhythm, making it clear what she was offering for
his satisfaction. He shook his head. Pregnancy was to be avoided at all
costs. He imagined trying to deliver a baby in the bathtub, none of
them knowing what they were doing. She then opened her mouth and
flicked her tongue. This girl was just 13! It was tempting, but what
would she think if he came in her mouth? And somehow the idea of the
others waking up to that particular sight made him uncomfortable. He
hesitated and shook his head again. She instead grabbed his cock and
began stroking. Jim had one thought for an improvement, and he reached
between Liz's legs and transferred some of her juices to his cock. When
she saw what he was up to, she reached down and got a lot more juice
from the same place and began stroking. The feelings were amazing. Her
lips came to his ear. He felt her hot breath and she licked his ear
once, then said in the tiniest whisper, "You coulda stuck it right in
and fucked my pussy." At that he surged his pelvis forward and began
spurting. Liz kept right on stroking, and the globs of semen quickly
coated her fingers and the tip of his cock and gave a little extra lube
for the end of his orgasm.
Liz looked at her semen-coated hand,
and Jim suddenly had the horrified thought that she might stick it
between her legs. He grabbed it and rubbed it up and down his chest,
drying it as best he could. She looked at him and smiled, then
carefully sucked her fingers one by one, cleansing those hard-to-reach
spots between.
Jim looked up and saw that the two other girls on the floor still slept
while Anne was out of sight in the tub.
He
woke to the sound of water running in the tub. Looking up, he saw Anne
sitting up splashing handfuls of water between her legs, cleaning up
the bloody mess she'd made during the night. Judging from the skylight
it was well after dawn, and soon the other girls woke too.
The
girls chattered as they all scrambled around, sliding past each other
as they all peed, bathed, and drank their breakfast. Anne's morning
poop was kind of stinky, and Liz noted the fact, the others agreed and
Anne apologized sheepishly. It was good-natured and the incident passed
quickly.
Jim decided to invent a morning ritual to mark the
passage of time. He suggested that they had all woken up together on
May 12th, since their last memories were of going to sleep on the 11th.
Anne pointed out that they didn't know for sure that it had been May
12th when they woke -- they might have been kept unconscious for more
than one day. Jim agreed, but said they needed to fix a date, the 12th
was most likely, and when they were freed they could if necessary
adjust their calendars to resynchronize with the world at large.
So the ritual began:
Jim said, "Morning has come. When did our time together begin?"
"Thursday, May 12th," they all answered.
"What is the date today?"
"Saturday, May 14th," they all answered.
"How many days have we been together?"
"Two!"
"As
we start our third day together, may we have the serenity to accept
what we cannot change, the courage to change what we can, and the
wisdom to know the difference."
"Amen."
What they could
profitably do to change their situation was to yell and scream
periodically, try the door, and pound on the walls at suitable
intervals. Otherwise wisdom seemed to call for a lot of acceptance.
Stuck
as they were in the same small room they were constantly glancing at
each other. But Jim noticed Liz looking at him more than she had to and
noted a fond expression on her face. He gave reassuring smiles in
return. They had been through a very intense sexual experience
together. During a lull in the conversation, Caroline said, "Liz, are
you and Jim like boyfriend and girlfriend?"
"No!" said Liz too quickly. "What made you think that?"
"The way you're looking at each other," said Anne. "You were sleeping
next to each other last night."
"Oh, did you guys have sex?" asked Kira. "Is Liz going to have a baby?"
"No!" said Liz with a bit of heat. "And we did not have sex!"
Jim said slowly, "Hmmm. How many of you think something happened
between me and Liz?"
Anne's
hand shot up, followed an instant later by Caroline's. Seeing that,
Kira quickly raised hers too, though just how much independent judgment
this involved wasn't clear. Jim looked at Liz, and Liz looked at Jim.
Slowly Jim raised his hand. "See, we couldn't keep it a secret, Liz.
They knew."
Liz looked betrayed. "They didn't know, they just suspected."
Anne said, "I heard you. I couldn't help peeking a couple times too. I
saw you licking your fingers."
"You creep!" said Liz, coloring.
"Listen, listen..." said Jim. "Come here, Liz. Sit beside me."
Jim
was sitting with his back against the door and Liz squeezed in beside
him. He put his arm around her and she smiled. He judged her reaction
was because she thought her man was sticking by her. And he was -- in
one sense. But this was going to be complicated.
"It's hardly
Anne's fault that she noticed, and you can't blame her for peeking. We
were making out three feet away. Ordinarily we'd be the ones who were
creeps, or at least very rude for not finding a private place. But of
course we can't find private places here."
"But you could have not done it at all!" said Caroline, whose eyes were
moist.
"Well,
for one thing, we didn't exactly 'do it' -- we didn't go all the way. I
suppose we could have done nothing, but it's awfully hard with all of
us naked in this one tiny room. Liz snuggled up against me and made it
clear she was interested. And I found her very attractive and I was
very interested too. So we did some stuff as quietly as we could."
"It
was pretty impressive how quiet you were," said Anne. "Compared to
movies and stuff." Looking at Jim's rising cock, she said, "And it
looks like you remember it fondly."
Jim felt a little defensive
about his decision and his cock, so he said, "Besides, I think whoever
put us here is expecting sexual stuff will happen. That's why they
chose this grouping." He believed that much strongly, but didn't
mention his doubts about whether they should do what their captors
wanted or not.
Kira said, "But I thought you said you didn't do it."
"We didn't do it the way that would make babies, where I would shoot my
stuff up into her body. I shot my stuff outside."
"But then what did Liz have to do with it?"
"Kira!" said Liz.
Jim
patted her shoulder. "There are other ways to feel good. You said you
used to feel good bouncing in your car seat, right? Well, this was kind
of like that."
"OK," said Kira. She straightened up. "Now can I tell you about the
best time I went to the zoo?"
"Sure, sounds good," said Jim, and the others indicated their
willingness as well.
Jim
was the only male in the room, but he was also the only grown-up. He
and Liz might be doing sexual stuff together, but he wanted to be clear
that he was available emotionally to the others as well as a sort of
father figure.
So that afternoon Jim made it a point to take
Kira aside in his little space by the door and talk to her for an hour
while the other three chatted. Mostly he was listening, because Kira
had a lot to say, and seemed to appreciate the special attention. None
of the girls was mean, but if they thought something Kira said was dumb
they told her so. Jim didn't. And the conversation could always drift
away from what a person wanted to say. Jim didn't let it drift and made
sure she got to finish her thoughts.
Later he offered the same
to Caroline. She didn't open up quite as quickly, but once she did, she
had a lot to say too. He knew she had an earnest crush on him in a way
none of the others did. He vowed to himself to be as respectful and
gentle as he could under the circumstances.
He and Liz had had
their intimate sexy time together, so she didn't immediately get why
they should sit in the corner together. But he insisted. He had to keep
her from fiddling with his cock. But when she did she had a lot to say
too.
He promised the same to Anne too as soon as her confinement in the tub
ended.
As
they settled down to sleep that night in the same positions, the
younger girls gave uneasy glances at Jim and Liz. Anne managed a
significant smile. Jim could tell Liz was interested from the way she
looked at him. They held hands and waited a while, hoping the others
would fall asleep. That wasn't happening at all quickly, so she turned
to him and whispered very softly in his ear, "I really want to take you
in my mouth tonight. I want to swallow your stuff."
The idea
made his cock start stiffening. Rotating their heads in tandem, to
alternate whose mouth was at whose ear, he whispered his reply at her
ear. "Lots of girls think it tastes gross."
"I did it for a
couple guys in seventh grade... It was gross doing it with them, but I
didn't mind the taste. I really want to do it for you. I don't know
what you did with your fingers, but it was fantastic!"
"I could use my tongue on you -- you might find that even more
fantastic."
Liz made a face and whispered, "Ewwww, just do the same thing you did
last night."
They were both startled to hear Kira say out loud, "Look, it's hard
already." She was sitting up, peering over.
Caroline sighed. "Let's switch places, OK?"
She got farther away from what she didn't want to know about, and Kira
got closer to what she did.
Liz turned to see Kira with her head propped up on her elbow. "You're
supposed to go to sleep."
"But I'm curious."
Jim said, "How about you at least pretend to go to sleep, OK?"
Kira shrugged and lay down with eyes closed.
Jim
whispered very softly again in Liz's ear. "I need to tell you something
before we do anything more. I really like this, but if Anne wanted to
make out with me in the middle of the night some time, I don't think I
could resist. And I don't think it would be fair to her, either."
"Yeah, that's OK," whispered Liz, though Jim thought he noted some
hesitation.
"And
we have to be really sure you don't get pregnant. That's why I didn't
want to go all the way with you last night -- or one of the reasons.
Are you a virgin?"
"Yeah, but I don't want to be. Especially stuck naked in the bathroom
with a sexy guy like you."
"Well, that's fine, but we still have to make sure you don't get
pregnant."
"I guess. Some of the girls at school just take a morning after pill if
it happens on a date."
"But we don't have any of them, do we? Or condoms."
"No, I guess not."
Suddenly
Anne spoke up. "This is ridiculous. We'll all be waiting for it. Why
don't you just do what you're going to do and get it out of the way."
"What about Caroline?" asked Jim.
"I'll cover my ears, but I still want it to be over," she said.
"OK, start covering your ears and humming," said Jim.
She did, and so did Anne. Kira kept watching.
"At least pretend not to watch, OK?" asked Jim.
"Why? I'm curious."
Jim considered. Usually people used locked doors to keep children's
curiosity at bay, but they couldn't do that.
"Just do it, OK?" said Liz.
Kira complied.
Liz sat down below Jim's legs and with relish began licking his cock,
looking into his eyes.
Jim
smiled, and Liz took the tip in her mouth and began bobbing. He glanced
over to find Kira peeking, but she shut her eyes again immediately when
she saw she'd been observed. Oh, well. It felt fantastic. He saw sexy
Liz with his cock in her mouth. She wanted him to come, and the others
wanted it to be over soon. He pressed his hips forward. Liz began
flicking her tongue and Jim seized with pleasure. He groaned as his
spurts shot onto and all around Liz's tongue and flooded her mouth. She
kept flicking, and through his haze of ecstasy he saw her throat move
as she swallowed.
He lay back, panting heavily.
"What happened to the stuff?" asked Kira softly.
"Couldn't help look, eh?" said Liz. But she didn't seem angry. "I
swallowed it. I wanted to."
"Yuck!" said Kira. "Do people do that?"
"Yeah, sometimes," said Jim. "Only if they want to."
"Oh." She yawned. "OK, so now I can sleep..."
Anne
had stopped humming but remained out of view below the lip of the tub.
Caroline was still humming away loudly. Kira tapped her on the
shoulder. "They're done now."
Caroline stopped humming and gave a big sigh.
Liz
and Jim looked at each other and smiled. If the others thought they
were done, so much the better. Then maybe they really would fall asleep
soon.
Much later, after checking that the others seemed asleep,
he began kissing Liz, who kissed him back. His hands worked over her
breasts but soon settled between her spread legs. His mouth worked on
first one nipple, then the other and he repeated with his fingers what
she had found so entirely acceptable the night before. But she didn't
feel quite as constrained to keep quiet. When Jim looked up, still
sucking Liz's right nipple, he saw Caroline staring intently at Jim's
hand moving rhythmically between Liz's legs. When she saw him looking
she shook her head with disgust and immediately turned over against the
wall.
When she finally convulsed with orgasm, Liz's choked
whimper was unmistakable. Caroline shifted restlessly as she lay facing
the wall. A sigh that was meant to be heard came from the tub. Liz lay
panting as Jim gradually pulled away. When she finally returned to the
present moment, she turned and whispered in Jim's ear, "I love you."
Jim patted her shoulder and kissed her, and Liz settled onto her back
with a dreamy smile. Jim hoped she had really taken in what he said
about maybe doing it with Anne too. He fell asleep soon.
It was
still dark when he woke to the very pleasant sensation of a mouth on
his cock. He lay still with eyes closed for some time, though he
smiled. He enjoyed the delicious feelings for a full minute before
starting to thrust his hips slowly. Fingers delicately traced over his
ball sack, the tongue began flicking, and Jim shot another load into
the eager mouth. When he opened his eyes to look, he found Liz smiling
as she returned to curl up against him. He slept again.
During an idle moment the next day, Caroline said, "Kira, what are you
doing?"
They
all looked at where Kira sat facing the corner by the door. She wasn't
exactly sitting, though. She was in a W position, legs bent and out to
the side, leaning forward, hands together at her centerline pressing
against the floor. She looked back guiltily over her shoulder.
"Nothing!" she said quickly, sitting back on her rump.
"You were playing with yourself, right?"
"Ummm, I --"
Jim said, "If we were sleeping alone in our own beds, we might all be
masturbating now and then, right? Kira's no exception."
"Can I... Can I show you?" asked Kira.
Jim said, "Sure, I'd be happy to watch -- if you want."
"Really?" said the little one.
"I don't want to watch!" said Caroline.
"Well, then turn away."
Caroline
climbed into the tub and lay down out of view. Anne and Liz seemed
content to watch in this crazy sexual world where little could be
hidden.
Kira turned to face them and resumed her former
position. "I don't have any car seat, but my arms work pretty well..."
She began moving, mashing her little girl parts against her thumb.
"They work even better..." She looked up. "Hey, your thing got hard!"
pointing to Jim's penis. It was indeed fully erect.
"That's gross!" said Liz.
"We've
been over this before. It's just my body reacting. She does have the
same parts as the rest of you, and she's certainly letting us know how
she likes using them and they feel good."
Kira looked uncertain. "So... I can keep going?"
"Sure."
Kira
went back to rubbing against her hands, looking between Jim's stiff
cock and his face, seeming to really accept that this was OK. More and
more she just looked at his cock as she rubbed.
Jim was
confused. His cock was hard, and that was fine. But the little girl was
looking at it with interest as she pushed her little girl parts
rhythmically against her hands. He saw her interest, and his cock
responded even more strongly. It even twitched a couple times. He
glanced over to see Anne and Liz taking in the situation too. But he
decided it was best to just wait.
Before long Kira had had enough. She got up and took a snack of the
nutritious goop.
That
day passed, and another. After supper, Anne announced that her period
was over and she didn't need to sleep in the tub any more.
As
they settled down that night, Caroline asked for the tub, Kira took the
wall, and then it was Anne, Liz and Jim. Warned of the impending
bedtime blow job, Caroline started humming in the tub and Kira turned
away. But Anne said, "I think I'll watch." She then turned pointedly to
Jim and added, "if you don't mind."
Jim shook his head but looked with some concern at Liz.
She
looked a little uneasy but agreed. She did it to him again, and it felt
great. Jim glanced to the side a couple times to see Anne smiling at
him. Her nipples were erect, though he didn't know if she was aware of
it. There was an extra little zing to knowing that both girls wanted
his pleasure.
A little later, when Anne appeared to be asleep,
Jim turned to Liz and began caressing her. She politely declined,
saying she wasn't feeling so good.
Jim awoke in the gray of dawn to Anne saying, "Oh, boy! Hey, Caroline,
I think you'd better get out of the tub."
Jim
looked up and followed Anne's gaze just as Liz woke and did too. "Oh,
shit!" hissed Liz. A few trails of brownish blood led from Liz's crotch
to a puddle on the floor.
"Huh, what?" called Caroline sleepily from tub. "Oh," she said when she
saw the situation. "OK," she said, vacating the tub.
Still cursing, Liz rose and took the three steps to the tub, leaving a
few drips in her wake.
"So, who's going to clean THAT up?" said Anne with distaste, pointing
to the puddle.
"I will," said Jim at once and began fingering the stuff into the sink.
"Why you?" asked Caroline. "You don't even get periods."
"Actually,
I think that's why it's my job. See, men and women have things divided
up, and it's not exactly fair. You girls get cramps and periods. When
it's time to have babies, you get morning sickness and then you have to
waddle around at the end, then go through labor."
"Yeah," said Anne, "but we don't have to have babies if we don't want."
"True,"
said Jim, continuing his finger brigade shuttle from floor to sink. But
people like to have children. If a man wants a child, all he has to do
is find a woman and have a lot of fun pumping some sperm into her. So
the way I see it, when you have a period it's partly something you're
doing for the benefit of us men too, and if there's a little something
I can do to help now and then, I'm happy to do it."
The girls seemed thoughtful. Liz asked, "Are there bad things about
being a man?"
"It's
complicated. One thing is we don't usually live as long. Another is
that when we see things that make us excited, we can't hide it."
"Like watching little girls playing with themselves?" asked Anne with a
smirk.
"Yeah, like that."
"I don't want to grow up," said Kira.
Caroline put her arm around her. "It's not so bad."
Liz
cleaned up, did her morning pee, and rinsed that away too. The others
swallowed goo from the nozzle until they were satisfied, but they all
had to pee. While Liz stepped out to guzzle her breakfast as fast as
she could, the others peed in the tub and cleaned up. Anne was last,
and as she was beginning to squat Jim stood and peed into the tub.
"Hey!" said Anne. "It's splashing!" At the sound Caroline and Kira
looked at the performance and smiled.
"Oh,
well," said Jim, giving Liz a little smile as his stream of pee
splashed on the drain. "I guess there's just a little more to clean
up." When the stream stopped he gave his last few squirts, which made
Kira giggle and Caroline smile. Shaking the last few drops off his
penis, he said, "There!"
Anne gave him a playful dirty look and
squatted to pee, then splashed water over a wider area than usual to
wash Jim's collateral damage away. By then Liz was done with her
morning meal and needed to return. Jim gladly fingered up the few drops
of blood she had shed.
Before they lay down for the night, Liz
caught Jim as he passed by the tub and whispered in his ear. "If you
come over here later and stand by the tub, I'll still do it for you."
As they lay down that night, it was Caroline against the wall, then
Kira, Anne and Jim.
To
Jim's left was a very sexy 15-year-old. There had been a certain sexual
tension between them from the first day. He had agonized before doing
anything sexual with Liz, but now the barrier was broken. Liz's monthly
time had left Anne by his side tonight -- an opportunity to find out
casually how far she might want to go. He didn't wait for the others to
fall asleep. He turned on his side and let his eyes run up and down the
length of the naked girl, then looked into her eyes.
Anne
obviously knew what was in the air. She smiled back and glanced
nervously at the tub where Liz lay bleeding. Jim glanced there too and
gave a reassuring nod. He then moved in very slowly, attending
carefully to her body language. He used spoken language too. "You don't
have to do anything at all, you know," he whispered.
"OK," she
said. But when he very slowly brought his lips toward hers, she
responded. They kissed quietly for a minute before Kira noticed and
said, "Oh! It's hard... So are you going to swallow his pee too?"
Anne pulled back and sighed with annoyance.
"No," said Jim. "I don't think so. Not sure what else might happen."
"Hey!" said Liz from the tub. "We forgot to scream for help tonight. We
did it just after lunch."
"It was more like right before dinner," said Anne.
"Still, better to be safe and not miss a chance for rescue," said Jim
with a smile.
So they all sat up, covered their ears, and screamed for help, paused
to listen, and repeated. There was no response.
After
they had been lying quietly for a few minutes, Jim turned to Anne again
and took up where they had left off. Anne's breathing showed she was
responding physically to the kisses, so Jim started caressing her body.
Her full breasts attracted his fingers, and he was soon playing with
Anne's nipples. Anne got more excited and the nipples got even more
erect. Before long his right hand played down below her hips, caressing
knees and outer thighs before moving to the inner. She spread her legs
enough to allow him access. Jim approached Anne's privates as he had
Liz's, his fingers appreciating her feminine complexities -- opening,
stroking, probing. When Anne pulled back from his kisses, her beaming
face made it clear that she was really into this too. When they
resumed, her continuing tiny sighs and wiggles made it clear she was
having a very good time. On and on their play went.
After 45
minutes, Kira turned over, raised her head to see what was going on and
went back to sleep without comment. Jim reflected that throughout
history when poor families shared a small room, children must have
gotten used to grown-ups having sex right next to them.
Anne noticed too, but smiled at Jim and eagerly responded as he
continued his handwork.
Perhaps 90 minutes in all had elapsed when Anne's demeanor changed and
she relaxed. "That's been great," she whispered.
"Did you come?" asked Jim.
After the slightest hesitation, Anne shook her head.
"Is there anything I can do to help you finish?" he asked.
She shook her head again.
"What do you do by yourself to come?" he asked.
Anne shrugged and looked away.
"Have you ever had an orgasm?"
From her hesitation Jim at once knew the answer.
"Hey, that's fine. Lots of girls don't. You mind if I try something
else?" He flicked his tongue.
It took Anne a moment to get his drift, then she shook her head with
slight distaste.
"I'd really, really like to."
"What if they wake up and see?"
"So? They've seen Liz use her mouth on me."
"Yeah... and I don't feel like doing that."
"That's fine! Let me try on you, and if you don't like it after a
while, we'll stop. No big deal."
Still she hesitated.
"Look,
my dear," he said earnestly. "You just think about how good it feels
and letting it feel just as good as it can. That's all I'm thinking
about is how good it feels to you." He didn't wait for an answer, but
tried to arrange himself below. Kira had rolled over towards them, and
he crawled forward and rolled her back the other way and then there was
enough room.
He adored Anne's musky smell and appreciated the
hair, then applied himself to the hairless parts within. After
playfully covering the territory with licks and kisses, he focused on
her clit. He could tell by her wiggles when something felt better to
Anne and when it felt not as good. He reached up to take her hands to
increase the connection. Below he focused precisely on what made her
most excited. He could feel her arousal building and expected it to
break at any point, but it just seemed to get more and more intense.
Her odor got naughtier and more alluring. Fast flicks of his tongue had
met with excitement before but had quickly become too much. He tried
them again, and this time was different. Anne shuddered and suddenly
thrust her pelvis up sharply, over and over again, bruising his nose.
But he kept on flicking his tongue for many seconds before her
squirming told him to stop.
As he crawled up to lie next to Anne, it was an ecstatic, radiant, and
above all satisfied girl he beheld.
"Now take my virginity," she pleaded.
"No babies," he said.
"I can't, and besides I don't care!"
"I can get satisfied other ways, like with your hand."
"Please?
Inside?" She got a naughty expression and leaned in for an especially
quiet whisper: "Shove it up my cunt -- really deep, really hard!
Please?"
A smiling, earnest virgin using language like that,
right after her first orgasm... He couldn't resist. He'd pull out
before he came. He shoved his finger up her pussy again and it went
easily. Two barely fit.
"It's likely to hurt..."
"I don't care!" She was frantic.
He
mounted and aimed, nuzzled his tip against her soupy spot and pressed.
He pressed harder, and harder still. Anne's expression still pleaded
for more.
After adjusting briefly for better leverage, Jim
thrust with much greater force. His tip forced its way into a tight
channel. Anne's eyes opened wide and she winced, but he could tell
there was no element of "Wait!" among her thoughts. There certainly was
none among his. He was deflowering a 15-year-old hot virgin, and his
imperative was to use however much strength it took to force her
passage open, to get into her deeper, to get in all the way. This he
did. Anne couldn't possibly have been more ready or aroused. The
penetration hurt her a little, but it was necessary pain, unavoidable
pain, pain she wanted because otherwise she couldn't get well and
properly fucked.
Having drilled several inches worth of pussy
open, it was time to celebrate. In and out he pressed, in and out he
fucked, holding himself up above her with an idiot's grin, feasting his
eyes on his conquest below. This act was in a profound sense the
ultimate purpose of a man's life. But this particular one had to end in
a most unnatural way, with him pulling out. If only... He did some
quick calculations.
"Are your periods regular?" he asked urgently, the conversation
whispered.
"Yes!"
"Your period ended just a couple days ago, right? You mind if I cum in
you?"
"Please, do it, yes, yes!" she said, squirming beneath him.
There
was still some small risk, but... He left all doubt behind and fucked
away, letting his pleasure guide him. It built as he glanced down at
the beaming, eager girl, breasts jiggling with every thrust, legs
spread wide, his shaft driving in and out. Finally it happened, and he
sighed louder than he meant to, pulsing sperm into the upper reaches of
what she herself had called her cunt. The urgency faded, his strokes
got slower, and he lay down on Anne. His eye caught that of Liz, who
had raised her head for a quick peek over the lip of the tub. She
looked angry. Well, he'd explained the situation before.
He felt
incredibly satisfied and sleepy as he slid onto his back. Anne snuggled
against his side. He murmured apologies, but she seemed very happy and
he was soon lost to sleep.
He heard girls whispering and was aware it was getting light out, but
he let himself fall back into his satisfied sleep.
He
finally woke for good when he was aware of a body above him, bending
and straightening, over and over. It was Anne, fingering her milky
vaginal leakage from floor to sink.
When he was wide awake he sat up. Liz motioned him over. "I thought you
said no babies!" she hissed while the others talked.
"It's not a dangerous time of month."
"You can't be sure."
"Pretty sure."
Anne appeared at his side, smirking and looking triumphant.
"He was mine!" Liz whispered.
"Was not! You just slept next to him first," sneered Anne.
"Cut
it out, right now!" hissed Jim. He was surprised Anne wasn't more
gracious -- but he reflected that having your first orgasm and losing
your virginity could create bonds of possessiveness.
The two younger girls looked at the trio with interest.
Jim said, "Caroline, why don't you and Kira play that clapping game you
were doing yesterday."
"OK," said Caroline, and they were soon occupied by the door, making
lots of noise.
Jim
stood up by the tub, and Liz stood up inside. "Stand in the tub," he
said to Anne. He then started lecturing. "You are both very sexy. I
like you both a lot. And however sexual either of you wants to be, I'll
try to do what you want. But if one of you is mean to the other, I'm
going to be angry, OK? There will be consequences. Think of it as
polygamy. One man, two wives. You may not like it, but you'll get used
to it. If Caroline gets interested, I'll do what she wants to do too,
and there will be three of you. Understood?"
The girls glowered at him.
To Liz he said, "I told you I'd do stuff with Anne if she wanted,
remember?" She had no answer.
To Anne he said, "I never said it would just be you, right?" She had no
answer either.
To both he said, "I'll do it with both of you, OK?" Neither looked
happy.
He
climbed into the tub so he was standing between them, all three facing
the wall. "Both of you -- if you think you might want to do sexy things
with me in the future, kiss my cheek."
Both girls looked confused momentarily, then Anne leaned forward and
kissed his right cheek before drawing back.
He looked at Liz, who leaned in and kissed his left before drawing back.
"Now, both at the same time."
After
some hesitation they did, and Jim vowed to remember the moment. A
naked, sexy 13-year-old was kissing his left cheek while a naked, sexy
15-year-old kissed his right. As he stood, the lower parts of their
bodies started pressing against his as well. The girls weren't kissing
his cheek any more, but their mouths were right by his ear and he could
hear their breathing.
Between his legs the inevitable began
happening. Anne saw first and encircled his cock with her right hand,
down by the base. Liz encircled the upper part with her left.
"Very
nice," he said. "If you want me, you have to share me." He turned to
kiss Liz briefly on the lips, then turned to kiss Anne briefly.
"Good. Glad that's settled," and they broke apart.
When
he turned, he found that Caroline and Kira were looking on with great
interest. The noisy game had stopped some time before.
Jim said, "They both want to do sexy things with me, so I told them
they have to share."
Caroline looked disgusted. Kira looked intrigued.
Jim
thought about it now and then during the day. He wasn't a domineering
sort of guy. He wasn't going to order Anne or Liz around, as long as
they were nice to each other. He certainly wasn't going to do anything
unless a girl wanted to. If they decided to be especially nice to him
and it developed into a competition... The thought made him smile.
Teen
girls have raging hormones to begin with. The constant presence of a
man in close quarters made them respond sexually. The universal
nakedness reinforced their sexual awareness. Sometimes his erections
were in plain view, no more than a few feet away. It looked like they'd
all want a lot of sex.
As
soon as Liz's period was over, she was eager to lose her virginity, and
he happily did the deed. As with Anne, he first brought Liz to full
satisfaction, and only then mounted her to gently force his penis into
her depths. Anne lay beside them, facing Kira's back. But as Jim
penetrated Liz, he could see Anne moving her hand rhythmically between
her legs. Maybe she thought he wouldn't notice. But it was a hot twist.
Turning his full attention to the girl under him, he did not make
himself hold off -- in under a minute he pumped his semen into Liz's
feminine depths. She was already satisfied, and bringing girls to
orgasm through the energetic thrusting of an intruding penis was a
longer-term project.