Je ne regrette rien

The first time we spoke, I was at my desk. The first time I saw her, she was on the beach. The first time we met, it was at the airport when she and her cousin came to pick me up. Funny how things change over time, people change, become more and more real as we walk through our lives, letting them in - some slowly, others much more quickly.

She struck like lightning, and I remember ever moment of it - it felt like it was over in a heartbeat, but so struck, a heartbeat last a lifetime and it's still not enough. I was told she made everything disappear, even time. I couldn't agree more. I had felt like I had lost two days - they had just disappeared out from under me. I said I wanted them back, so I could spend them talking to her again, but that wasn't quite right. I didn't want reverse time and play it again; I wanted every hour, every minute, every single moment I had spent with her to last forever. What began as a virtual introduction, became a world as real as the physical reaction my body was encountering.

And those were just the first two days. She struck like lightning, and the charge is still rushing through me.

I could tell you her life story. She told me I could. It would turn you on, and get you off, and you would continue reading it. You would read it over and over again, enjoying every last detail, drinking in every bit of it. But, I'm not going to tell you about that part of her life - that's not what this story is about. Besides, Kalli and I like being two of the very few people who know. Quite honestly, she is the only one who can tell it with the flare of excitement, the depth of involvement and the wisp of lust that helps make her and her life so incredibly unique. But it was her life. She regrets nothings, not one bit of it, and if it hadn't happened that way, we probably would never have met, so part of me is quite glad things went as they did. Another part of me found it very exciting, enticing, dark and forbidding. Parts of me just wanted to hold her as she spoke, let her voice become a whisper in my ear as she buried her head in my neck.

Her name is Tristen - Trissy, Kalli calls her from time to time, or Tris. I smiled the first time she did; I had never thought of her through the cute little nickname. To me she was Tristen, a rare and beautiful name for a girl. I had used that name once in a novel I was writing, but used it for the main male character. Even if that novel gets finished and published and makes it big, the character's name had changed long ago before a real Tristen entered my life. Even her name has a story to be shared. I was quickly realizing, nothing about Tristen was only skin deep.

Tristen is beautiful. Five foot four and a half inches (the half is very important!), blonde hair that she called shaggy, though I would have described as straight with a bit of extra volume from humid air and sea breezes, but then again, I see the world through the eyes of a writer, not the eyes of someone with shaggy hair. What do I know about such things? Her hair looks as though it might grow with more of a sandy shade, but her time on the beach has bleached in much more golden. She looks great in a black two-piece bathing suit, too - just the right skin color and body shape to pull it off. She looks better out of it - C-cup breast with nipples just big enough to squeeze between your thumb and index finger and pull, as she once described them to me. Shaved, for those of you who like to know such things, shaved bare and smooth, the flesh between her legs as soft as a ripe peach.

To dwell on when I met her first more than I have, or when I first saw her, would take too long and not be of much interest. The conversations we had, well, those may be of great interest, but I will refrain from sharing those. Even those conversations are worthy of a story to be written and read with guaranteed sexually intoxicating results.

What I will share, though, is the first time our eyes met, our bodies touched and what happened after. This was not a chance meeting, nor was there any confusion at all as to why I was there. It was all very well planned out - one aspect was anyway - and that had made my flight rather restless. I couldn't sleep on the plane, I was too excited about meeting her. I couldn't sit comfortably, I was too excited about what we had planned. Tristen and her cousin Kalli would be there to pick me up at the airport, and the touch of the planes wheels on the landing strip sent a shiver of anticipation and anxiousness through my entire body. So close, and every second was agony.

It was her voice shouting my name that made me realize I was now standing in the terminal - the first time I had heard her voice, in truth, but mine is not a name that is easily confused for someone else's, even in a busy airport, and the excitement in that voice mirrored my own so perfectly, there could be no mistake, it was her. When I heard her voice, all the discomfort from my flight and all my nervousness just disappeared, just as Kalli had described it would. Time didn't work the way it should: it seemed like she was floating across the room toward me in slow motion, and yet in a flash she was leaping at me, her arms stretching around my neck as I dropped my carry-on duffle in order to catch her properly and hug her.

Kalli was in much less of a rush to meet me, but she was all grins and giggles when she did, and I hugged her too, as best I could with Tristen still clinging to my neck and with one arm still around her waist to hold her there. I practically carried her to the luggage pickup - no, no practically about it, I did carry her there as I chatted casually with Kalli, who had graciously picked up my duffle bag. I'm not complaining at all. Tristen was light enough I could have held her like that for hours. I even pulled my suitcase off the conveyer belt with my one free hand as Tristen continued clinging to me, her face snug in my neck as she whispered her disbelief that I was actually there. She reluctantly released me as we started out to the short-term parking lot.

While I had little doubt as to how my week long vacation was going to be, I assumed the ride back to Tristen's apartment would be innocent enough. It proved to be anything but innocent. After putting my luggage into Kalli's trunk, I slid into the backseat, figuring Tristen would ride upfront with her cousin. Instead she slid in the backseat with me, slid across the leather interior, and pretty much tackled me like she had in the airport, only this time with her lips on mine. I didn't hesitate a moment, reaching my arms around her and squeezing her into me with a crushing bear-hug as I kissed her right back, finally fulfilling a dream that rushed through my head every night as I climbed into my bed. Her hand slipped down from my neck, right to my crotch to grab the swelling cock hidden in my jeans - which is how most of the fantasies I had each night before going to bed started as well. She was smiling, I could feel it on her lips as we kissed. Kalli was already pulling out of the parking spot.

"Mmmm, someone's ready," she purred, like a kitten, licking her lips. She looked hungry.

"You mean someone's cock is hard," I fired back - I knew I was as hungry, and I knew what I was hungry for.

We could play coy with each other. We had played the coy game a few times. But, coy had blown out of Kalli's right rear window like a loose piece of paper. Rampant sexual desperation was the sole mood of the two occupants in Kalli's backseat.

"This someone wants to fuck you." she said in an almost ghostly rasp. Followed by a breath filled with desire and a taunting, "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Take your cloths off." I let that be my answer, and I knew it was a good one.

In a moment, I saw she had prepared for this encounter: she hadn't worn any underwear. I wondered briefly if her plan had been to just hike up her denim skirt and fuck me in the back seat; but, I knew she would like being naked even more. She had her pullover blouse and denim skirt off in no time.
The attendant at the parking lot gate had a very startled look on his face as he saw nude blond in the back seat ripping off my shirt and fighting with my belt buckle. I think Kalli took a little extra time finding exact change in quarters and dimes to cover the parking fee - she was always looking out for us, that one.

We had a little bit harder time getting my jeans off then anything else, but we weren't about to let that stop us, and by the time we hit the interstate outside the airport, we were both sans cloths and Tristen's lips were wrapped around my dick, sucking lightly and flicking her well-practiced tongue across the head of my cock.

I caught Kalli's eyes in the rear view mirror, and she grinned as ours gazes lingered for a second. She was having difficulty paying attention to the road, and I'm sure everyone who got a glimpse of us fucking around in the back seat had a similar problem. With all those people driving like mad men on the interstate and not one of them paying attention to the road, I'm surprised we didn't get in a collision. If we had, well, at least I would have died having held Tristen for a time, and what a way to go!

I didn't let her suck me for long. It took some work, but I got her kneeling on the back seat, facing the rear window - I'm sure the driver behind us had a lovely shot of her face contorted with pleasure and her naked tits bouncing in rhythm with the car. I spread her ass cheeks with my fingers, prying them slowly apart to reveal that glorious brown hole, the crinkled treasure I had see in photos and dreamt of tasting. I buried my face into her round, delicious globes and made her scream with pleasure as I tongued her asshole.

She didn't let me lick her for long. Just enough to wet her asshole and leave her desiring more. Just enough to wet my appetite and leave me needing more. She pulled me back into the seat, turned herself around so she was facing forward and lowered her pretty ass, expertly impaling her shitter over my cock. We both groaned, a mix of pleasure, desire, and release of long pent-up wanting. Kalli's eyes snapped up to the rear-view at the noise, and she watched as Tristen settled down into my lap.

Her butt hit my thighs and she sat there a bit, resting her weight back into my chest and wiggling just a little as she pulsed her anus on my shaft. My hands were all over her, touching any skin I could reach, running my fingers up and down her thighs and waist, getting acquainted with the flesh I had dreamed about touching for so long. I even tested the size of her nipples; she moaned with lust as I pitched them between my finger and thumb and gave them a pull. Kalli's voice was right in there with Tristen's. I wish I had a better view of her, then I could have confirmed my suspicion that she was driving the car one-handed, her other hand down between her legs.

Tristen took control of our first fuck, which didn't bother me in the least. I wasn't in much of a position to do more than just pump my hips a bit in time with her as she rose her body up and slid her ass back down on my cock. At least I could reach her cunt and play with her clit while she fucked me. She was wet, so wet as I ran my fingers along cunt lips. I licked my fingers, tasting her juicing - her flavor was a sweetness unlike anything I had ever experienced.

Kalli made mention at some point during this that cars were pacing us, people watching this stunning naked girl fucking some guy in the back seat. I'm not sure when she said it - time dissolves around Tristen. I didn't know if we had been an hour on the interstate, or possibly only ten minutes. What I did know was that I came, spurting load upon load of cum up into Tristen's hot slippery bowels, one hand squeezing her tit while the other played with her clit, barely even able to breath. Kalli had stopped at a red light in a rather busy intersection. I know this because I was just finishing my orgasm and the world was returning to my awareness just as the car started forward at the change of the light and all the other cars surged around us.

Tristen came shortly after me, bouncing harder and harder on my still solid cock until she screamed out in pleasure and flopped back against me. Her head rested on my shoulder, a satisfied smile on her lips as she looked up into my face. We didn't move the rest of the trip; we stayed silent and still, my arms around her, holding her close and her back pressed into my chest, my dick snug firm in the grip of her ass. Kalli stole glances at us in the mirror. She was all smiles and winks.

It wasn't until we pulled up to Kalli's house that Tristen disengaged herself from me. As soon as my cock popped out of her butt, I had never made it to soft during the ride either: at about half way down, apparently my dick got turned on again and went right back up, Tristen's hand slid under her bottom, catching the spunk leaking from her stretched anus. It was a decent sized pool, I must say, and when the flow seemed to end, she brought her palm up to her mouth and lapped the brown tinted cum up in several slow licks, purring out in hunger and pleasure with every taste, her eyes gazed into mine with a wild almost animal-like presence.

"Ummm yummy", she cooed when her little treat was done.

"What tastes better? My cum or you ass?"

She licked her lips as though trying to re-evaluate the flavor. And with the voice of someone commenting on the taste of a fine wine, she answered "Both together; my shit has never tasted better!"

She got out of the car, never bothering to put her cloths on. In fact, she moved with deliberate slowness to lean back in and round up our discarded articles. I got out then, not at all embarrassed to be on the street in front of Kalli's house without a stitch on. I went around to the back to grab my luggage, grinning pleasantly at Kalli as she giggled at our nakedness. I followed them around the house, towards the back where the garage was; Tristen lived in an apartment above the garage, away from the house. Quiet and private, it was the perfect place for the three of us to be sharing some time together.

Kalli let us in, and before I could even set my stuff down, she spun around and grabbed my cock. "You two have got me so fucking horny right now," finding my cock still showing definite signs of arousal. "Oh Yesss" she gasped "I'm glad you are still ready for more."

I had a feeling I was going to be more than ready throughout my entire vacation - at least, up until I fucked myself to erectile dysfunction. I was definitely looking forward to the pleasures that could potentially leave me in such a state.

Tristen came up beside me, stepping out to walk around after I had pulled up short. She hadn't noticed my reason for stopping, that her cousin's hand was on my cock. She also came to dead stop standing next to me as Kalli's hand reached between her legs. I had been watching Tristen when it happened, I saw the sudden shock as she felt a hand on her cunt, and I watched the shock fade into delight a moment later.

"I had no doubt you would be", Kalli commented offhandedly to Tristen.

Kalli was pumping lightly on my dick now and I had no doubt she was giving Tristen's pussy a similar treatment. Tristen tossed our cloths to one side and stepped up to her cousin, locking her lips to Kalli's in a kiss of love and passion. This was not their first kiss, I knew that. It wasn't the kiss of porn-lesbians or drunken college chicks at a party - this was a lover's kiss, and was one of the hottest kisses I have ever witnessed.

Kalli's cloths disappeared during my whirlwind tour - bathroom there, bedroom here, and oomph! there's the bed. I think that highlighted all the really important places anyway. I'd be hungry for food at some point, but there were much more pressing matters at hand, namely Kalli, who wanted to get off, and rightly so.

Tristen and I attacked her like pair of hungry lions. Knowing we had been the main cause of her physical desire, we felt it only right that we should both focus on her. No words were needed to be spoken. It was something we just knew. Four hands stroked Kalli's body, two lips kissed her skin, working up and down, enticing the heat from her body with our every caress. Her hands were wild, jumping around, trying to touch our hands and faces and heads as we moved along, working her into as much of a frenzy as we could.

At last, Kalli begged, her voice a mere wisp amongst the kisses and signs. . .

"Please. . . Please . . ."

She couldn't find the words to say anything else.

I spread her legs, revealing her treasure to both Tristen and myself. I think Tristen had thought I would be the one that would take the lead. She might have thought I was going to now fuck her cousin, but I looked up at her, stared deeply into her eyes, and gave a little nod to the open honey pot before us. With a simple return nod, Tristen moved slowly and deliberately, obviously knowing what this incredible teasing was doing to me. She lowered her body down and sank her face into Kalli's twat.
Kalli went wild, and my hands continued to work her body, my mouth engulfing her nipples for bites and soft kisses, but my eyes never left Tristen. It was a beautiful site, seeing her gorgeous face deep down in those yummy legs. There wasn't anything else in the world other than the three of us, and this was a trinity I would find myself experiencing more and more as I was with them.

This was not their first threesome; I had known that from the first day. It was not mine either and they knew that. But there was something, just something about this moment in time, a power or an electricity - just something that made it so amazing. At the risk of making her sound more than human, and thereby making this story less believable, I still think it was Tristen. It's like everything she does, everything she is, everything she touches is just charged with a sexual energy. And at that moment the energy was flowing through the three of us like a neverending cycle of lust and desire.
Kalli was cumming like mad, completely saturated in sweat. Her body would stiffen up, followed by small jerks, almost convulsive at times. As her climax began to recede, her body relaxed into what could only be described as a puddle of soft, wet, satisfied flesh. Both Tristen and I dropped softly onto each side of Kalli, breathing in her orgasmic fragrances and allowing the moments of Kalli's post climactic exhaustion to pass through each of us. Three bodies, three minds, one existence.
Almost as magically as the shared feelings of Kalli's orgasm, we each begin to touch one another, seeking out the next body to prey upon. It was Tristen's turn, and Kalli and I became the hunters. We took turns on her, one of us diving down to feast on her hot, wet snatch while the other prowled her body, biting, licking, scratching - anything to make her moan. Sometimes, when transitioning, while one of us had lips coated in Tristen's flavor, we would kiss, in passing, for Tristen's pleasure, making sure to indulge in tasting those juices on lips and tongue. There is no way to accurately describe what happens when Tristen cums. You are drawn completely in. You can feel what she is feeling. I felt for the first of many times during that vacation pure unabridged sexual frenzy.

And when Tristen was finished shuddering from her intense climax, the girls declared it my turn and pushed me on my back. Both of them laid at my legs, their faces at my cock as they kissed and licked up and down my shaft. I keep my cock and balls shaved and the rest of my hair down there trimmed - I mention this only because both of them kept saying how much they liked it. They both preferred licking and sucking shorn skin it seemed, and they did so with great lust. Tristen sucked my cock into her mouth first, and Kalli contented herself by sucking on my sack, and then they switched, over and over, the obvious differences between their mouths and tongues driving me wild with every transition. They were going slowly, taking their time, prolonging my pleasure and firing my lust. I came at last in Tristen's mouth; she had insisted she take it, and Kalli had obliged, switching just moments before hand. They are a team. To say their natural abilities compliment one another would be an understatement. Again, the most accurate description is they become as one and I was sucked into this unity as my climax erupted into Tristen's smooth, hot mouth.

She didn't swallow right away. They played with it, kissing it back and forth with many sucking and yummy sounds. They would open their mouths and the other would let a long string of cum and spit slowly slither down from her own lips into the waiting orifice. They played like porn starlets, but with greater lust and more comfort and love between them. It was hypnotic.

I don't even know which of them swallowed it - they may have split it between them. But when their game was done, they joined me, one to each side, and we laid there on the bed a while.

"I think we tired him out," Kalli said rather matter-of- factly.

Tristen, on the other hand, sounded disappointed. "Yeah, seems so."

I felt the need to defend myself. A few years older than Kalli, who is a couple older then Tristen, but I'm still a young buck, and with two lovely ladies as these, this was not my best showing.

"Just on a 4 hour flight after sitting in the airport for two hours. Travel wears me out."

They both laughed at me, but I didn't mind. It was jovial, not judgmental. Tristen snuggled in closer, hugging me.

"Then take a nap. We want you rested up for tonight."

I nodded, and then nodded off. They were both with me when I fell asleep, but I don't know if they stayed after I was out.

* * * *

I found myself in bed alone when I woke up maybe a couple hours later. The girls were in the living room chatting and giggling. Choosing to remain naked when I joined them, thinking they might get a good laugh out of me walking out in all my glory, dick swinging with each step I took. Instead I found they were still naked as well, so I fit right in.

"Well, I see someone's up," Kalli said, but her eyes were darting between my face and my cock, so I wasn't sure which one of us she was referring too - maybe both.

"Hungry?" Tristen asked as she scooched over on the couch closer to her cousin to make room for me to sit.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, making it obvious that my mind wasn't on food.

She laughed. "We ordered Chinese for dinner."

"Ah," I said, feeling a little . . . well, put down isn't the right word, but it's the only thing that comes to mind. But in a light joking way. It was a playful suggestion on my part anyway, and I felt no great sorrow over her words - in not now, later for sure. So, since we seemed in the playful banter mood, I said, "What did you get me? The poo-poo platter?" Bad joke, I know, but one I used on Tristen before. It got that 'What a dumb joke' laugh that I expected.

"No, silly! That's dessert!" She kissed me then, and her body slid a little more onto mine. Her fingers were dancing across my swollen prick, teasing and nothing more. I could feel Kalli shifting on the couch, moving into a better position to touch Tristen.

The doorbell rang. I was no closer to cumming then I had been when I woke up, but I sure was a hell of a lot more turned on. Tristen sprang up, "I'll get it!"

I stared after her, a bit stunned. "She's going to answer the door like that?"

"You said you always wanted to see that, didn't you?"

I nodded, surprised Tristen had remembered - that was when we had first started talking, quite a while ago. She noticed my shock, I think.

"She does remember. She practically clings on every word you say."

I nodded. Kalli and I had talked before, numerous times, but Tristen was always with us, either in some sort of three-way chat or Tristen was under the desk while Kalli wrote (or somewhere else near by, doing her best to distract her cousin).

"You are okay with this?" I asked Kalli. It had been on my mind, and I knew she had always seemed very much into it, and Tristen gave that impression as well, but I needed to check.

"Of course," she said, a wave of the hand as a dismissive gesture.

"I don't mean just the three of us fucking around. I mean everything." I needed to make sure.

She looked me dead in the eyes, her face flat. "Do you care about her?"

"Very much."

"Do you plan on trying to take her away from me?"

That one shocked me. "Even if I wanted - and trust me, I don't! - how could I? She loves you. You were the first one she's really been in a relationship with. I would never want to come between that, and I don't think she wants me to, either."

"Exactly," she said with a knowing smile. "I'm happy for her. For you both, having found each other. And I have been looking forward to this almost as much as you two. God, tonight is going to be incredible for all of us."

Tristen bound back into the room carrying the bag of Chinese food. "Lord the look on his face! What were the two of you talking about?"

"Nothing," Kalli said. "Did you get it for free?"

"Yeah, and I didn't even have to suck him off!" She thought about that a moment, the pouted. "Actually, I'm kind of disappointed by that."

"So, really, what did you get me?" I asked, curious.

"General's chicken, pork fried rice, and an eggroll." Tristen was grinning. The girl did cling to everything I said - that had come up only once when we first where chatting and I ordered food while at my computer.

We ate and laughed and talked and played. It was a casual dinner, really, but we did things to make sure to keep each other turned on - like having Kalli dip her tits in tea so I could lick it off - I saw that in a movie once. My cock got duck sauced and then licked clean. Just little things like that to keep the mood sexual. Like I said, with Tristen, everything becomes sexual.

As our hunger for food gave way to hunger for something else, the Chinese was slowly forgotten, and our fumbling, playful games took to forefront. We were all riding a sexual high, just lifting each other up higher and higher, letting the tensions build until we all just wanted to burst into crazed fucking, but we restrained ourselves.

We were all waiting for one thing, and we all knew what it was. We hadn't talked about it since I arrived, and it wasn't the sole reason for my being there, not for any of us, but it was quite possible the most pinnacle moment, both of my vacation and Tristen's life. It was a little more complex then this, but at the heart, we were waiting for Kalli.

And Kalli was ready. She said so, just that simple. She stopped and said just that, "I'm ready."

Tristen squealed as she jumped up and grabbed our hands to pull us up from where we sat on the floor. She was giddy like a little girl, and we couldn't help but share in that. "Bed room or right here?"

"Bed room," I told her, smoothing her hair with my hand. "It will be better that way."

She calmed a bit at my touch, her eyes locked on my as she nodded, all the tenderness in the world reflecting in her eyes. A kiss of pure fire passed between us then, a fleeting and yet so permanent kiss. And then we were in the bedroom, spreading the plastic tarp across her bed, knowing the sheets would need protection from this.

Kalli got on her hands and knees, the Tristen got in right behind her, her tongue slipping around her cousin's rear, licking up and down across her asshole and swirling around the puckered skin. She pulled away, and I took her place, my tongue rolling around between Kalli's ass cheeks, picking up the little bits of flavor Tristen had left for
me.

Her hand was on my cock, stroking up and down, lubing me up. When she was done, I pulled back and let her rub the lube across Kalli's asshole, making sure she pushed her fingers in to grease inside her hole. When done, she whispered t me, "Fuck her ass."

I obliged. I was gentle at first, making sure to ease my cock into Kalli's shitter and let her get use to it a bit before the reaming began. It didn't take much time; she was no anal virgin, and soon I was fucking her for all I was worth, and she fucked that ass right back up against me. Tristen was around the whole time, moving between us, slapping Kalli's ass or mine to spur us on or planting kisses on our bodies, all the while talking dirty to us, tell us how hot we look, how hard I was fucking Kalli, how much it was turning her on. How dirty my cock was getting.

That's what we had been waiting for with Kalli, waiting until she felt the need to shit. That was the plan, and I was fucking her shit-filled rectum, slamming my hard cock deep into her shitty bowels, packing her shit deep and getting it all over my dick, my balls, my thighs. Kalli was pushing back at me, giving just a little pressure to her bowels, and I kept forcing the shit back in, plunging my cock right into the mess.

Tristen controlled us with her words and actions, but then this was her night. We were doing this for her. When she told us to stop, we did so. Every fiber in our bodies drove us to continue, to fuck with animal lust until we came, but we stopped for her. I withdrew my cock, coated think with shit. The room already smelled of it, intoxicating. I pulled out and Tristen grabbed my cock and held it underneath Kalli's ass.

Kalli didn't need to push at all - her smeared ass was open wide, and the shit just flowed from her onto my cock, her thick turd spreading across my throbbing, and Tristen just held me there, collecting all of it on my rod. The heat and intensity was incredible. This was not new to us, none of us - we'd all done far more shit play then this, far more dirty things then this, but in this moment, nothing ever compared to it.

Once my cock was covered from base to tip, Tristen pulled it away and her hand took its place. She caught the rest of Kalli's thick, soft crap in her hand. When her ass closed up, Kalli crawled off the bed and took her shit from Tristen's hand. Tristen wiped her brown-smeared hand across her cunt, spreading the mess around her bare-pussy lips while her other fingers spread the turd around my cock, making sure I was coated all around.

She laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide. She pulled her cunt lips apart, showing me the wet pink flesh inside as she rubbed her clit with one shitty finger. I crawled forward, crawling on top of her, between her legs.

"Are you ready?" I asked, and she nodded.

Kalli was guiding me with one hand as I lowered myself down to Tristen. I could feel the heat of her pussy against the head of my cock; she shivered at the touch of it.

Do it," she urged me, and those words were all I needed. I slid forward, pushing myself inside her. Penetrating her for the first time.

Tristen was a virgin no longer. You don't understand the importance of this - I didn't tell you her past, but I understood, and so did Kalli. The two of them were tearing up as I pushed deeper and deeper.

"Fuck me," she whispered to me, her voice of the edge of sobs. "Fuck me. Oh yes, fill my cunt up."

She was tight, very tight. To some, a virgin girl means she's never had a real cock up inside of her, that toys, fingers, and strap-ons don't count. I don't make judgment on that, but Tristen had never had anything inside her, nothing further then a tongue could get. Until me. She had asked that I be the first, that I break the rule, that I be the one. This was not the only reason I was there; I was there for her, to meet her, to hold her. But there was something truly special in that moment.

I went very slowly at first, holding her quivering body in my arms as I pumped in and out. Kalli was right there with us, one big embraces, and we all were quiet, speaking in muted whispers as we traded kisses between us. It was intimacy, it was connection, it was absolute tenderness and warmth between the three of us.

Tristen was opening to me, her body and soul just slowly opening and I was slipping in. It felt wonderful. It felt right. I felt at home. I could feel her body responding, her hips starting to react to my rhythm, her moans of desire mounting. Now was the time - I had taken her, just as she wanted, and now she was mine.

I pulled my cock out - the thick coat of Kalli's shit was gone; liquefied by Tristen's moist cunt and fucked to a sludge that even now oozed from her cunthole. Kalli immediately began to spread her handful of shit across my shaft, once more encasing my cock.

This time, when I plunged my cock inside, I was not so gentle. Her body was mine, now, and I fucked her so. I spent my frenzy on her, my lust, the lust of years, the desires I never knew someone could feel, and I put all of that into her. She was screaming my name over and over as we bounced on the mattress. Kalli was rubbing herself wild with her dirty hands, spreading her shit across her body and ours as we fucked like monsters. Thinking back on it now, I'm surprised we didn't bounce poor Kalli right off the bed.

I don't have words to describe it. Maybe words don't exist for times like these. We three were the only people in the universe, and we were joined in an act of passion and lust like no other we had experienced. When I came, it was nothing I have ever known before, and for the life of me I don't think I can get it back again. I'm okay with that - I had it once, and feel that many other people never reach it at all.

I collapsed on top of her, spent, and she snatched me up between her arms and legs like a Venus flytrap closing down on its next meal. She held me there, and our bodies quaked and trembled together. We spoke, I know, but I don't remember the words now, the things she may have said to me, those secrets I may have shared with her.

My next recollection was wet touch on my ass and the pressure behind me. I discovered that there was more to the girl's plan then I first knew; Kalli was now wearing a strap- on and sliding into my ass. I chuckled and pushed back, letting my asshole open to her intrusion. It wasn't the first time I had been pegged, and it wouldn't be the last. I loved the feeling of having my ass stretched out. My cock was quivering inside Tristen's messy sheath; I knew I wouldn't be going deflating this time, either.

I stayed on top and inside of Tristen the whole time Kalli fucked my ass, letting the rhythmic pounding move through me into Tristen, so the three of us could fuck in time. And when Kalli pulled out of me, I pulled of her cousin. I knew what needed to happen next to make this complete, and quite frankly, the idea aroused me even more. Kalli's cock was thick with my own shit, and I watched as she took my place between Tristen's legs and began to fuck her.

There was a certain beauty in it. Not just the two cousins fucking each other with such wild abandon, which was quite hot, just the idea of our merging, all of us, inside of Tristen. They fucked themselves tired, their sweaty bodies collapsing together for a time before Kalli pulled herself off.

I scooped Tristen's legs up and lifted her hips from the bed, so suddenly she whooped in surprise as I raised her cunt to my mouth. I was enflamed by the thought of it, by the raw power of our sex, and the remnants. I locked my lips on her and licked as the mess that covered her pussy lips. I sucked, pulling the greasy slime into my mouth, relishing every taste, ever texture of our fuck. Bitter, sour, and yet so wonderful, I couldn't get enough.

Tristen called to me, her voice a song, "Don't hog it all."

I realized my greed was getting the better of me. I sucked up more and more, but held it in my mouth, and then I set her down with care, and gave her a kiss, passing the mixture of shit and her cunt juice into her mouth. Kalli was in there with us in a moment, and I pressed my lips to hers, making sure she didn't miss out.

We played for a bit, all of us still turned on, but our bodies needing the time to rest. It was perfect, actually. We were crazed with lust, we all enjoyed to get messy, and we had a mess on out hands to share. It seemed like hours of touching, of caressing, of smearing each other.

Kalli and I both had more shit inside, and we took great pleasure squatting over Tristen together and dumping out on her. And Tristen, herself, joined us, unleashing her own pile beneath her on the bed. It was a wild, crazy orgy of filth for the three of us. We were coated in shit, the whole mix of it, from head to toe, all of us. Tristen's blond hair was black with the stuff and matted to her head like she was in a downpour. She looked absolutely lovely.

We collapsed sometime later, a sloppy mess, each of us, and fucked to exhaustion. Kalli was the first one up and to the shower. Tristen was moving to join her, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her shit-covered body on top of mine. I kissed her, letting the flavor of our crap that lingered in her mouth come flowing into mine. "No need to leave me yet," I told her.

She sunk back down on to me, folding into my embrace. "I didn't feel like getting clean just yet anyway."

"Me neither." We sat there a while, just holding one another, brushing our bodies together. Then I spoke, "Was it worth waiting for?"

"Waiting for? Loosing my virginity?"

"Yeah."

"Worth waiting for you? For this moment?"

"Yeah."

"Je ne regrette rien."

I chuckled and I rolled her on top of me and planted another kiss on her brown lips. "And I hope we never do."