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CAUTION:
Reading this story may result in any or all of the following: rapid
breathing, localized swelling, impure and/or unclean thoughts,
itching, chafing, increased heart rate and/or blood pressure,
tenderness in one or more localized regions of the body, condemnation
to the Bad Place To Go After You Die (as defined by local religious
authorities), or any one of a number of Bad Things (depending on local
conditions). Author sincerely hopes Intelligence agency computers get
a hard-on reading this story. Any resemblance to any persons past,
present, future, living, dead, or reanimated (regardless of means or
method) is too fucking bad. Greetings to the National Security Agency.
Use of this story does not mean you will actually have sex. Actual
persons may vary in personality, intelligence, sexual preference(s),
or appearance from those portrayed in this story. Author not
responsible for direct, incidental, or consequential damages resulting
from reading the story. Attempts to repeat, engage in, or duplicate
the actions in this story may produce different results. Readers are
cautioned to make sure the door is locked before starting to read the
story, and to wash hands thoroughly afterwards. Do not confuse this
story with Real Life.

GUARANTEE
I wrote it, and I'm passing it along in case anyone else happens to
like any of the other stuff I've written, and wants to have a look at
this one. If you don't like any one or more of the characters,
plotline, names, personalities, title, spelling, premise(s), grammar,
punctuation, language, theme, sexual topic(s), reactions, formatting,
responses, dialog, description(s), or anything else about it, you're
entitled to a FULL refund of your original purchase price. (That last
part was sarcasm, for those [hopefully few] that didn't get it.)

FEEDBACK
Positive feedback, and even _constructive_ criticism, are welcome.
Constructive criticism (to me, anyway) isn't just telling me what you
didn't like ("It sucked because _____ didn't/isn't ______"), but
taking that additional step of offering a correction or helpful
suggestion ("I'm into B&D, and what I see mostly is whips, not riding
crops") that applies to more than just one story. If offered a story
idea, I may have a try at it, but I'm not going to suddenly be able to
write a plausible accounting of a testosterone-fueled gay S&M guy's
foray into watersports just because someone makes the suggestion; that
kind of stuff just doesn't spin my propeller. If you've read my stuff
before, that's (roughly) what you're going to get. 'Kay?

"Maybe it DOES suck - but at least I *tried*." -- me

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Friends and Lovers
This story is a continuation of Second Generation, which is an
extension of my "Jan" series. You might want to take the time to read
the previous stories in the line just so some of the references make
sense. That's just a suggestion, though, not something that is
strictly necessary for this little tale...

My name is Daniel, and I have a fraternal twin sister named Janet.
From the time we were born, we were friends. Then, shortly after the
two of us hit puberty, we willingly became lovers -- though we didn't
actually consummate our relationship until we were just shy of 15
years old.
I know that the kind of closeness that Sis and I had as we grew up
wasn't anything like most kids our age; but then, we grew up in an
environment that was so different than anything most other kids had
that no comparison is really possible. You see, not only did our
parents have a kind of love for each other that was so much more than
any other parents that we ever met, they also shared that love with
five of our Moms friends, along with a few others.
Maybe I should explain a little...
Our Dad is Dan Marshall. He met our Mom through a friend of hers,
Janet (who Sis is named after; my middle name is from Dad's best
friend), when Mom and her friend were still in High School. Dad was
able to help Mom and the others learn and understand something he'd
been able to figure out: how to truly love other people. As a result,
Dad ended up marrying Mom -- and indirectly, all the rest of Mom's
friends, too. So when Sis and I were growing up, we had not just our
biological parents, but Mom's friends, as well. In effect, we had one
Dad, but six mothers. And on top of that, there were a few years when
we had another of Mom and Dads friends taking care of us: a girl from
the Philippines by the name of Marilyn.
But the real clincher of the whole deal is that not only were all
these people sharing the love they had in their hearts and minds, but
their bodies, as well.
As a result, while we were growing up, Sis and I never had any reason
NOT to think that making love and nudity and all that were anything
but perfectly reasonable and normal. In fact, when I started sprouting
pubic hair, I was proud to show it to Sis; when she began to develop
breasts, she was just as proud to show them to ME. It was when I
discovered the results of masturbation that Sis and I became friends
AND lovers, as I said before.
It wasn't until we were in High School, though, that the intimacy that
Sis and I shared with each other expanded to include other people, as
well...

Up through the end of middle school, Sis and I both had the usual
assortment of friends: there were the people that we were willing to
hang out with at school, a smaller number of people where we were
comfortable visiting each other's homes after school, and a much
smaller number of people that we were close enough to that we'd spend
the night with.
Through the vagaries of the educational system, the people in each
category shifted dramatically when we made the transition from middle
school to high school. For one reason or another, Sis and I both lost
the kids that were "overnighters" -- most ended up going to a different
high school, and a few moved away completely. That meant that for both
of us, we ended up becoming better friends with some of the kids in
the middle category while we were getting to know the people at the
new school.
Something else that happened was that Sis and I didn't have any
classes together, and had different lunch periods (the school had 2
because the number of kids was so much greater than the cafeteria
capacity). We still had time to visit a little bit in the halls
between classes, but that was about it.
On the plus side, because of how close we were with each other, we
didn't feel the pressure that a lot of the other kids did to find a
friend of the opposite gender to match up with. Of course, some of the
new people that we met were thrown a bit by how well Sis and I got
along, but when they learned that we were fraternal twins, that seemed
to settle it for them. The friends we still had from middle school
knew that we got along a LOT better than most people would think, but
not how much better.
I suppose I should have expected that there would be a few bigger kids
that just had to show off what tough guys they were in Gym class by
giving me and a couple of the other new students a hard time. I didn't
try to take them on, but I didn't try to run away from them, either;
before they got too far into bullying me, the teacher got everybody
started on what he wanted us to do that day.
After school ended, Janet and I were walking home when the three guys
that had been picking on me came out of a convenience store as we went
by. One of them recognized me, and that was enough for them to try and
pick up where they'd left off at school.
That proved to be a bad idea on their part, for a couple of reasons.
First, there wasn't any teacher around to break things up if it got
out of hand. Second, they didn't know that Janet and I had started
taking martial arts classes a couple of years before; while I was
learning Aikido, Janet gave in to her more violent side and started
taking Tae Kwon Do. So when they got tired of berating me, and started
getting physical, I simply began defending myself. Not being overly
bright, they considered their inability to push me around or hit me to
be justification for getting even more physical -- which left me no
choice but to start hurting them. One of them finally took a swing at
me, and kind of got redirected into a wall of the store... face-first,
breaking his nose. While I was trying to tell him that I just wanted
to be left alone, I heard a commotion behind me, followed by Janet
demanding "You want some, too?"
When I turned to look, I could see that another one of them had
apparently thought to do something while I wasn't looking; Janet had
taken care of him with a strike of some kind to the solar plexus,
leaving him laying on the ground as he gasped for air. Her question
had been directed to the last one, who was standing there looking as
though he couldn't believe what had just happened -- while Janet stood
there in what was obviously a martial arts defensive position, clearly
ready to clobber him if he tried anything.
Turning back to the one that I'd already had to deal with, I told him
"Listen, I'm not looking for trouble... but I'm not going to be pushed
around, either. You guys should give it a rest before somebody" -- I
said "somebody", but he knew I meant him and his pals -- "really gets
hurt."
I could see that he was afraid of me then, and he slowly nodded as
blood streamed down his face from his nose. Keeping an eye on him, I
told Janet "I think we're done here. Let's go home, Sis."
The rest of our trip home was uneventful, and even after Mom and Dad
got home and asked us how our day was, neither of us said anything
about the "fight" -- not because we were afraid we'd be in trouble (we
knew we wouldn't, since we'd been defending ourselves), but simply
because we didn't figure it was WORTH telling.
The second day after that, one of my friends told me that a couple of
other kids had seen what happened, and the whole school knew that
Janet and I had "kicked the asses off" the three bullies. When I heard
that, I figured I was going to have to deal with the three dummies
again, or their friends, or somebody else that wanted to be a
hard-ass. Nothing ever happened, though... other than I was left alone
in Gym class after that. Oh, and nobody ever bothered Sis!

As the rest of the school year progressed, a couple of our respective
friends went from being good friends to best friends, and spent the
night with us a few times. They were uniformly surprised to learn just
how much "looser" the rules were at our house than at theirs: neither
Janet or I had any qualms about going from point "A" in the house to
point "B" in our underwear (worn out of consideration for the guest;
otherwise, we likely wouldn't have bothered with even that much). Of
course, they were somewhat amazed; but because Janet and I didn't
think anything of it, they quit paying attention, too. After that,
they got to the point that they were willing to follow our example.
Naturally, the two of us followed the local customs whenever we were
visiting someone else's place -- as we'd heard Dad express it, "My
house, my rules; your house, your rules."
The end result was that I saw some of Janet's friends in just their
bra and panties, and they saw me in just my undershorts; some of my
friends saw Janet in just her underwear, and she saw them the same
way. Nothing was ever said, and nobody got out of line... though I'd be
surprised if the looking didn't go on longer than it strictly needed
to.
Shortly after New Years, Janet and I had finished studying and I was
in her room, sitting on her bed with her sitting in front of me while
I held her as we chatted about school. We'd been talking about the one
teacher that we had in common when she asked me "Danny, do you think
Nadia is pretty?"
With the question seeming to come out of nowhere, it took me a second
to realize who she meant: one of the girls that had become one of her
best friends, and stayed the night several times. I didn't have any
trouble answering "Sure, she's pretty enough. Why?"
Janet was quiet for a few seconds before telling me "After we had that
so-called 'Sex Ed' class in Biology, she's started getting all worked
up, worrying that she isn't growing tits and hair right and that she
doesn't know anything about guys. I've tried to explain to her that
she's doing fine, and even shown her a few sites on the Internet... but
she still isn't sure she looks okay."
Remembering what I'd seen of Nadia, I couldn't figure why she'd have
any worries -- she had a cute face and lovely butter-blond hair, a nice
shape, and beautiful skin. Her tits weren't as large as Janet's, but
she was still well past flat-chested. I'd only seen her with her bra
and panties on, so didn't know about her other concern, but figured
that if that part of her was as developed as her bust, she was in
perfectly reasonable condition. Still, I knew Sis well enough that I
just gave her a hug before asking "Yeah, and...?"
"If I can talk her into it, would you be willing to look at her, and
tell her that YOU think she's pretty, so she'll stop worrying so
much?"
I couldn't help laughing before I answered "Well, I suppose I'd be
willing to look at another naked girl, if I had to", making Sis laugh,
too.
A couple of moments later, she asked "If she wanted to, would you let
her look at you? Naked, I mean, so she doesn't feel like she doesn't
know anything about guys? And maybe even kiss and touch her a little
bit, so she knows you really mean it when you tell her you think she's
pretty?"
The intimacy that Janet and I shared was something that was known only
in our home -- Mom and Dad had both been aware of how close Sis and I
were, and given us their implicit permission to become sexually active
with each other. Nobody outside our "family" (Mom and Dad's special
friends knew, too, of course) was aware of just how close Sis and I
were. That prompted me to respond by saying "I can, if that's what she
wants. But how does it happen? I mean, is it going to be just me and
her? Or is she going to want you there, too, as her friend, and to
make sure nobody gets carried away with the kissing and touching? If
you're there, how do we deal with me being naked in front of you?
Would she want you to be naked, too? What about THAT, with me there?
What kind of touching -- just me touching her boobs, or one or both of
us touching sex parts? Is it JUST touching, or is she maybe going to
want to find out more? And if so, how much? Sis, you know what kind of
problems there could be if anyone found out about us... not just for you
and me, but Mom and Dad, too. Like I said, I can do that stuff, but
Nadia's your friend; you're the one that's going to have to make sure
that it'll be okay."
Sis was silent for a little while, then asked "Okay, if I can make
sure that there won't be any problems, you'll do it?"
I gave her another hug before answering "If you can make sure, I'll do it."
As Janet and I continued to sit there, I knew that my questions
weren't the end of it. I would readily admit that Janet was the
"faster" thinker of the two of us, just as I knew that she'd concede
that I thought "deeper" than she did; I pretty much figured that she'd
still come to me to make sure there wasn't something she wasn't
leaving out. That proved to be just what happened over the course of
the next few weeks.
Knowing that Sis hadn't given up on the idea, I wasn't surprised when
she finally let me know that Nadia was actively interested in the
solutions Janet had offered, and that she was prepared to deal with
the few issues she hadn't already taken care of. Grinning, I let her
know that when Nadia was ready, I'd be available.
I found out how carefully Janet had thought things through when she
asked for, and got, permission for Nadia to spend the night when Mom
and Dad told us that they would be attending a Saturday trade show
related to Dad's engineering business -- they'd leave home the day
before, spend the night in a hotel, attend the show, and come home
that evening.
Mom and Dad's departure wasn't all that big of a deal -- they were
going to be back the next day, and Sis and I had already demonstrated
that we were mature and responsible enough to be left alone. We had a
list of phone numbers we could call for different needs or
emergencies, as well as Mom and Dad's cell phone numbers, and one of
Dad's credit cards for emergency use. After making sure that Sis and I
still knew the rules (such as they were), each of us got a kiss from
Mom before they left. Shortly after we finished supper, Nadia came
over; she and Sis quickly disappeared into Sis' room, leaving me to
entertain myself with a movie on TV.
After the movie finished, I was waiting to catch the sports reporting
on the news when Janet came into the den wearing only a pair of
panties. When I looked up at her, she told me "If you're still
willing, it's time. She's nervous as all get-out waiting for it, but
ready. She decided that she'd feel better if you still had your
underwear on when you came in."
I just nodded, and got up; when I went into my room, Janet followed
me. As I undressed, she went on to tell me "She's okay with you
looking at her, and even kissing and touching her boobs. If it's okay
with you, she wants to touch your penis; if she does, she'll be okay
with you touching her there, too -- a little embarrassed maybe, but
okay. What she'd like to happen is to kind of work into it... you look
at her first, then she learns about guys, then the kissing and
touching. She isn't sure yet, but she might even want to try some sex
stuff -- just using your mouths on each other."
I looked at her in surprise, and she grinned at me as she said "Yeah,
it surprised me, too. Just so you know, we're okay with being naked
because we're twins and just grew up that way. I've asked around it
enough that if any of the sex stuff happens, I'm sure she'll be okay
about hearing about us afterwards; if it doesn't happen, then there's
nothing to say."
I nodded, and with only my undershorts on, followed Janet back to her
room. Nadia was sitting on the bed, resting against the headboard; she
had her hands in her lap as she used her arms to cover as much as she
could of her bare breasts -- she wasn't any more dressed than Janet or
me.
With a small gesture, Sis let me know that I should sit in her chair
so that she could sit on the bed with Nadia. After the brief glance
I'd given her when I came in, I made a point of only looking into
Nadia's face to try and help her relax.
Once all of us had been seated for a bit, Janet asked me "Danny, if
Nadia stood up and let you look at her without any clothes on, would
you tell her what you really think she looks like? Not just if you
think she's pretty or sexy, but why?"
"Sure, if that's what she wants."
Something that Sis and I had kind of absorbed from Dad was that if
anyone EXPLICITLY asked us for the truth, then we'd give it to them --
plain, and unvarnished. The people that knew us knew that was what
happened, so Nadia had every reason to believe that if she stood up
and let me look at her, I'd tell her exactly what I saw. From the look
in her eyes, I could see that she also knew I was giving her one last
chance to back out of the whole deal; if she let me look at her naked,
she was going to hear my honest opinion, like it or not.
Looking into Nadia's face, I knew just how close she came to saying
she'd changed her mind before she suddenly scooted to the edge of
Janet's bed and stood up. Saying "If I don't do this, I'm always going
to be worried and afraid, because I won't KNOW", she quickly slid her
panties down her legs and stepped out of them. Her ears turned pink,
but she didn't show any other reaction as she stood in front of me.
The first thing I did was look into her eyes, and saw how concerned
she was. Smiling, I told her "There's nothing to be afraid of, Nadia"
before dropping my gaze.
As I'd remembered, Nadia's breasts weren't as large as Janet's -- but
didn't miss it by a whole lot. Generally conical, they looked smooth
and firm; at the tip of each was a dark pink areola about the size of
a quarter, and slightly puffy. Neatly centered in each were her
nipples, a little larger around than a pencil and sticking out roughly
a quarter of an inch.
Her belly was a smooth expanse of unblemished light pink skin. Her
waist was trim, and flowed nicely into her hips. An "innie" navel
emphasized her abdomen and the faint paunch almost all women have;
between her thighs, I could see the dark triangle of her pubic hair.
From where I sat, it looked somewhat sparse, but slightly larger than
the strip that covered Janet's mons. Nadia's thighs were slender, and
perfectly proportioned to the rest of her legs.
I enjoyed the view as I moved my eyes up again, and when I looked into
Nadia's face, she hesitated only briefly before turning around to show
me the obverse side.
I'd never say so to Janet, but Nadia's ass was even better looking
than hers -- it was comprised of a couple of delightfully small, tight
globes that curved just so. Nadia's legs were even better looking from
the back, which is saying something. Her hips and waist seemed to just
naturally draw my attention to her back, and from there to her slender
and graceful shoulders. Her hair came down to a little past her
shoulders, and when she pulled it out of the way, I immediately wanted
to be a vampire so I could nibble on her neck. After taking a few more
seconds to marvel at Nadia's ass some more, I sat back in the chair.
A brief word from Janet let her friend know that I was done, and she
turned and sat down again without bothering to put on her panties or
trying to cover her breasts.
She was looking at me somewhat anxiously when I told her "You're very
pretty, and very sexy. Obviously, your breasts aren't as big as
Janet's... but almost. They have a delightful shape, and it wouldn't
take much for me to fall in love with them... they're that nice to look
at. Your waist and hips are absolutely perfect for you -- they make it
obvious you're female, but without making you look like some Barbie
doll. Your hair down there isn't really thick, but I don't see
anything wrong with it, either. When the weather lets you, you should
wear the shortest skirts or dresses your folks will let you have --
your legs look THAT good. If I was your boyfriend, you'd need a
crowbar to get my hands off of your butt... seriously. When you pulled
your hair out of the way, the first thing I thought was that I wished
I was a vampire so I could nibble on your neck. Quite frankly, I have
NO idea why you would be worried about how you look -- except maybe for
worrying about guys that see you, and walk into trees or walls or
something."
As I'd started talking, the anxiety started to leave Nadia's face; she
actually smiled when I said the part about her legs, and laughed when
I told her about her need for a crowbar. When I was done, it was easy
to tell that she felt a lot better about how she looked. She only
confirmed it when she sincerely told me "Thanks, Danny."
The three of us sat there for several seconds before Nadia and Janet
shared some kind of Look with each other before facing me again. I was
a little surprised when it was Nadia that told me "I... I've never seen
a guy before... you know, there. I mean, I've seen babies and little
boys, but I figure it's different for guys like it is for girls.
Would... would it be okay with you if... if I wanted to see how boys are
different -- with YOU?"
With no apparent concern, I didn't hesitate to tell her "Sure. You
want me to stand up, or lay down, or what?"
She considered it for a moment before telling me "I guess laying down.
I don't know how long it'll take...", apologetically.
"No problem", I assured her.
I saw her ears get pink again before she asked "Would you mind if I,
um, touched, too?"
Standing up, I answered "Look, touch, move things around... whatever you
need, for however long you want."
Realizing that she was in the way of where she wanted me to be, Nadia
stood up and moved to the side to make room for me. Calmly and
casually, I got rid of my undershorts and moved to lay on the bed. To
try and put Nadia at ease, I put my hands behind my head and closed my
eyes, as though ready to take an extended rest. Several seconds later,
I felt it as she sat on the bed again, then she and Janet got
themselves positioned on either side of me at about hip level. From
that point on, I was as passive and utterly indifferent to whatever
happened as anybody could want. When I started to respond a little bit
to what Nadia was doing to me with her hand, it was Janet that
explained that what was happening wasn't something I was totally in
control of -- and that it didn't necessarily mean anything. Janet also
answered whatever questions Nadia had; I was there purely as the test
dummy.
I don't know how much time passed, and didn't particularly care; it
was only when I heard Nadia tell me "Um, I'm done now, Danny" did I
open my eyes and sit up again.
Seeing that I wasn't bothered in the slightest by what had just gone
on seemed to give Nadia some assurance that she hadn't done anything
to be concerned about. With me sitting up and paying attention, she
did hesitantly ask me a few questions; I answered them as
dispassionately as I could, making sure she knew when I was speaking
for myself, and when I was extrapolating to guys in general.
A couple minutes went by with the three of us sitting there in silence
when Nadia told me "You've been real nice about all this, Danny, and a
lot more patient and understanding than I thought you'd be -- even
though I know I hurt you little bit, just now, even though I didn't
mean to. Jan told me that you were a good brother, and that you
wouldn't do or say anything to make me feel bad about all this, and
she was right. My parents are kind of strict, and I've only been out
with guys a few times, and our parents had to drive us; so I've never
gotten a chance to, um, learn anything with them. I was kinda hoping
that maybe... if it was okay, and you wanted to, I mean... maybe I could,
uh, learn some stuff with you. I mean, you've been so NICE and
everything; and I know I can believe Jan when she tells me that you
wouldn't... push things, and that if I wanted to stop, you wouldn't be
mad or upset."
"As pretty and sexy as I think you are... yeah, I'd like it if you
wanted to learn some stuff with me; and I'm sure that it would be
okay, 'cause I wouldn't dream of doing anything that wasn't okay with
you. You're right that I wouldn't be mad or upset or anything,
either", I answered. Nadia was sitting close enough to me that I was
able to lean forward with the obvious intention of kissing her; she
didn't move as I touched my lips to hers in a brief, soft kiss before
sitting up again.
When I looked at her, I could see how much that small gesture meant to
her, and how much it calmed and reassured her. She didn't hesitate to
move a little closer, and I shifted my body so that the two of us were
facing each other. Nadia moved her head forward in invitation for me
to kiss her again, and I did... continuing it until I felt her pull back
slightly. I let the kiss end just as readily as we'd started it,
visibly pleasing her. We exchanged several more kisses that way, each
one lasting a little longer as we let ourselves get more and more
involved in what we were doing.
As we were kissing, I put my hand on Nadia's hip -- and felt her
stiffen slightly; but when I just left it there and used my fingertips
to tenderly caress her soft skin, she quickly relaxed again. More
kisses followed, and when I began to move my hand on her side, Nadia
readily accepted my caresses so that I was able to move my hand all
along her side, from below her hip to even with her breasts. Before
much more time had passed, my other hand was duplicating what the
first was as our kissing changed from friendly and affectionate to
somewhat more impassioned.
I'd said that I wasn't going to try to make things happen any faster
than Nadia was comfortable with, and I didn't -- but when she indicated
she was ready to move things along, I damn sure didn't lag behind her,
either. When she worked up the nerve to give my lips a brief, light
touch with her tongue, I readily send my own out in welcome; it wasn't
but a couple of seconds until they were in a running wrestling match
that ranged from her mouth to mine and back. As that was going on, I
slowly moved one of my hands around toward her breast... giving her time
to let me know if she wasn't ready for my touch yet. Instead of
objecting, she released a soft moan when my hand cupped her young
mammary. I was still enjoying the warm mass of it when she pressed it
against my hand, letting me know that she wanted me to do more than
just hold it.
It wasn't long before I had both of my hands on her tits, running my
thumbs across her erecting nipples, gently squeezing them in
appreciation of how nice the felt, and softly caressing their smooth
surface.
Between how we were kissing each other, and the way I was ministering
to her bust, Nadia's arousal grew steadily. When it got difficult to
continue kissing her because of her soft panting, she let me gently
guide her down so that she was laying on the bed. She looked up at me
in complete trust before I gave her another short, soft kiss on the
lips -- then went on to kiss more and more of her, starting with her
face, and gradually including her ears and throat. When I got to her
neck, I couldn't resist making a "rowr-rowr-rowr" rabid badger kind of
noise and pretending I was biting and chewing the juncture of her neck
and shoulder; she scrunched her shoulder up and laughed before
relaxing again when I shifted back to simply kissing her as my hand
stayed busy on her breasts.
She moaned softly in response to my nibbling on her earlobes with my
lips, and had her hands in my hair when I began kissing my way down
from her throat. When I finally fastened my lips on the peak of one of
her breasts, she gasped and tried to press her chest up toward me.
While I tended to her delightful bust with my mouth and lips, I let my
hand drift farther and farther down her body -- but stopping short of
the dark delta at the base of her belly. Instead, I once again started
caressing her sides... and including the terrain between them in the
process. I know that there wasn't a single square millimeter of her
belly and abdomen that my fingertips didn't come in contact with.
I'd brought the tips of her lovely breasts to glistening peaks before
gently easing my hand down the top of one of her smooth, firm thighs.
As I slowly traced a return path a little closer to the inside of her
thigh, Nadia opened her legs and softly told me "Please, Danny -- touch
me there, too..."
Even with that kind of explicit request, I didn't immediately move my
hand between her legs. Instead, I just continued caressing my way
closer and closer to her treasure, learning just how soft and fine the
thatch on her mons was along the way. By the time I first felt her
wispy pubic hair against the side of my hand, I was beginning to
detect the faint aroma of aroused female. When I finally cupped her
mons in my hand, I could feel the warmth and dampness between her
vaginal lips where I knew the entrance to her vagina was.
The first thing I did directly to her womanhood was to slightly dip my
finger between her labia and draw it upwards along her cleft a short
distance, in an effort to let her know that I wasn't going to do
anything to hurt her. Even that small, simple touch was enough to draw
a moan from her as she lifted her hips slightly in welcome.
Carefully and gradually, I eased my fingertip a little deeper each
time, and brought it a little farther along her slit before bringing
it out again. There came the point where I brushed across her opening,
causing her to groan and arch herself up even more before my touch
ended with a soft and brief brush across her clitoris, making her
gasp.
Patiently, as I continued to nurse at her breasts, I transferred the
oils that accumulated at her entrance to the small bead of flesh
farther up -- and began manipulating it. Nadia reacted by drawing her
knees up and parting her thighs a little more to give me easier
access.
Nadia's arousal increased quickly under my tender touches; the scent
of her was thick in the air when I decided that it was time to find
out if she tasted as good as she smelled. I'd left her breasts and
kissed my way halfway down her belly before she seemed to understand
where I was headed; she lifted her head to ask me "You're... you're
going to do that?"
Looking into her eyes, I answered "Only if you want me to."
"I do!", she exclaimed, "I just wasn't sure how to ask you."
I just smiled, and went back to what I was doing as she lay her head back again.
When I got low enough on her body, I moved between Nadia's legs; her
only reaction was to spread them a bit more to make sure I had enough
room. It wasn't much longer until I had my head between her thighs.
Though I figured Nadia had to be a little apprehensive or nervous
about having me there, I had to take a few seconds to really look at
her -- her thin and delicate-looking labia, dark with her desire and
slightly parted, making it possible for me to just barely make out the
entrance to her vagina at the bottom and the nubbin of her clit at the
top. She made a LOVELY sight before I lowered my head and extended my
tongue far enough to make the first pass between her vaginal lips,
from bottom to top. The first sample of her juices that I got on my
tongue were a delight... thin, light, and both sweet and tangy at the
same time.
It didn't take long before I was happily engaged in doing my very best
to arouse and please her. She liked it when I used the tip of my
tongue to "scoop" her essence out of her opening, just as she enjoyed
having me lick her labia and nibble on them with my lips. Everything I
tried with her clitoris was a winner -- gently circling it with my
tongue, softly sucking on it, fluttering my tongue across it,
rhythmically pressing on it with my flattened tongue, and anything
else I thought of doing pleased her, and increased her arousal. Sooner
than I would have liked (she DID taste good, and I was enjoying
myself), I could tell that she was getting close to having an orgasm.
It crossed my mind to try and delay it so that it would be even better
for her, but decided that possibly overloading her probably wasn't a
good idea. Instead, I had to be content with "just" helping her have a
climax -- which wasn't that much of a disappointment.
As Nadia's orgasm got closer and closer, her legs slowly drew closer
together, too. Her thighs were firmly pressed against my ears when she
found her release, but I could still hear the cry she made when it
started. I was delighted to see small wavelets of her juices being
pushed out of her in time with the spasms I could feel coursing
through her body, and happily devoted myself to lapping them up; her
reaction told me that I was also intensifying her orgasm somewhat --
but I judged it wasn't enough to cause her any problems, and continued
what I was doing.
I'd exhausted the supply of her nectar when her thighs fell away from
my ears. Knowing that her climax was all but over, I quickly moved to
lay next to her again; taking her into my arms, I held her close as
her breathing gradually became more normal. I wasn't prepared when she
suddenly gave me a ferocious hug and emotionally told me "Oh, thank
you, Danny! That felt SO much better than I thought it would, and I
never even dreamed that it could make me have an orgasm like that!"
I hugged her back as I told her "I'm glad you liked it, Nadia. I liked
doing it, too."
"I could tell", she replied. "I was afraid you were just doing it
because I wanted you to, but you kept doing things that felt so good
to me that I just KNEW you liked it, too."
With that, she moved her head from my shoulder and kissed me -- long,
and deep. I was glad to return it, and the two of us spent a little
time caressing each other's bodies as our tongues got reintroduced.
When our kiss finally ended, Nadia pulled her head back far enough to
look into my face as she told me "As good as you made me feel, I want
to learn how to do that for you, too. Except that all I know is that
I'd have your penis in my mouth, so I wouldn't be very good at it... at
least, at first."
"If you want to learn with me, it's okay, Nadia. I'm sure you'll do fine."
Pleased that I'd agreed, and somewhat reassured that I'd told her
she'd do fine, Nadia pressed her hand against my chest to let me know
she wanted me on my back. Instead, I sat up a little bit and made a
little show of using my 'free' hand to take the wrist of the other arm
and "forcefully" pulling my hand off her butt -- making her smile. When
I'd moved to lay on my back, the smoky look in her eyes told me that I
was in for an experience. I watched her as she sat up long enough to
pivot on her cute butt and lower her body so that her head was in the
immediate vicinity of my semi-erect penis. Taking me in her hand, she
gave me a few gentle strokes before spotting a drop of my pre-cum; I
don't think she hesitated in the slightest before lowering her head
and using the tip of her tongue to collect it. Once she had it in her
mouth, it took only a moment for her to show me a pleased smile.
That began my all-too-brief career as an oral sex training aid. Not
that the career itself was brief (it lasted well over half an hour),
just that it was a lot briefer than I would have liked.
Nadia didn't know anything about giving a guy oral sex, but KNEW that
she didn't know anything -- and made up for it with enthusiasm,
eagerness, a definite desire to please, and a willingness to try about
anything that came into her mind. She seemed to know that teeth
weren't appropriate, and was careful enough with her enthusiasm that
she knew when she did something uncomfortable to me well before
causing any outright pain. Of course, there were only so many
fundamental things that she could do, but the variations and
combinations of different things that she attempted seemed unlimited.
I was amazed when she tried to masturbate me just using her tongue
(which I'm sure was twice as long as it was supposed to be), for
example... and then at just how good it felt.
I think I may have been a little delirious with pleasure by the time
she was satisfied she'd learned all she wanted to, and got serious
about trying to get me off. To this day, I'm amazed and impressed with
myself that I lasted as long as I did -- it couldn't have taken two
minutes of concerted effort on her part before I gasped out "Nadia!
It's gonna happen!". She tried to bury her nose in my pubic hair just
ahead of the first jet of my semen rocketing out the end of my cock,
quickly followed by the second. Nadia not only kept her mouth on me,
but added to my pleasure by using her tongue to tease the head of my
penis and inspire me into trying to fill her mouth with my cum. I
don't think that actually happened, but it wasn't because I didn't
try.
Satisfied that she'd gotten everything I had to offer (and then some,
as far as I was concerned), Nadia used her lips to milk the last
little bit of my cum out of my cock before letting it slip out of her
mouth. She was clearly pleased with what she'd done as she swallowed
my semen, then licked her lips before smiling at me. As she looked at
me, I told her "Nadia, when I said that you'd do fine, I lied to you."
Surprised and somewhat concerned, she listened as I continued "What
you did was WAY better than just 'fine' -- that was excellent."
Relieved, she smiled at my little jest before moving closer to me. I
reached out for her, but she seemed reluctant to get too close. Seeing
the confusion on my face, she hesitantly told me "I... I don't know if
we should kiss. I had your stuff in my mouth, and... and I don't think
it would be right for you to get any of it back."
Understanding the problem, I smiled at her and answered "It's okay,
Nadia. I saw you swallow it, and lick your lips. I want to kiss you,
and I don't think there's enough left to worry about. Besides, it was
mine, anyway."
She just shook her head before saying "I still don't think it would be right."
The next thing I heard was Janet saying "Then I'll go get you
something to drink, so you can kiss him."
Both Nadia and I turned in the direction of the voice, and saw that
Sis had moved to sit in her chair -- making me realize that Nadia and I
hadn't been limited in how much of the bed we'd had available to us.
She'd obviously also remained quiet, since Nadia and I had both
completely forgotten she was even in the room.
With Nadia and I both looking at her, Janet calmly got up and left her
room, leaving Nadia and I to look at each other in embarrassment that
we'd so thoroughly forgotten about her.
Sis quickly got back, bearing cold sodas for all of us. She pointedly
handed the first one to Nadia, then quickly gave me the second.
Feeling a little thirsty myself, I followed Nadia's example of opening
it and taking a healthy swallow from it. Both of us set our drinks on
Sis' night stand, and Nadia readily moved into my arms so we could
exchange a lengthy and affectionate kiss. I sat up to rest against the
headboard of Sis' bed, and Nadia was happy to settle herself into my
side. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, and got a happy sigh
in response.
Since Nadia and I weren't taking up as much of the bed as before, Sis
calmly got on it to sit with us -- but only after she'd slid her
panties off, so that she was as naked as we were.
After taking another sip of her soda, Nadia was visibly embarrassed
when she told Sis "I totally forgot where I was, or that you were even
here. I'm sorry."
Sis just smiled as she answered "Good -- I'm glad you forgot. I saw how
you and Danny were getting so focused on each other, and I didn't want
to be in the way, so I just moved. Then when you two got going, I
didn't want to mess things up for you, so I didn't say anything,
either. There's nothing for you to be sorry about, as far as I'm
concerned. You wanted to find out about touching and kissing and the
other stuff, and you did -- and liked it, from what I could see!", the
last part teasingly.
I saw Nadia blush slightly, then she grinned and answered "Yeah, I
did!" before turning to look at me with affection. I gave her a quick
kiss on the forehead, and she turned to face Janet again. The two of
them engaged in "girl talk" for a little while before Nadia gave a
little start next to me and said to Sis "You were here the whole time...
I mean, you watched while Danny and I were kissing and touching each
other, and then when we... did that other stuff."
Janet just looked at her for a moment, then responded by simply saying
"Yeah, I did."
When Nadia spoke again, the tone of her voice made it clear that she
didn't understand as she asked "How come... what... why did you stay, even
though I was doing stuff with Danny? I mean, okay, he's your twin
brother and everything, and you two are okay about seeing each other
naked and all that; but why weren't you bothered about seeing him, uh,
excited like he was?"
Sis looked at me, and knew that the small nod I gave her was in
recognition that it was appropriate for Nadia to know about the two of
us.
Looking at Nadia again, Janet calmly told her "I wasn't bothered
because I've seen him like that before, plenty of times. Just like
he's seen me the same way."
Plainly baffled, Nadia asked "How would you see your brother when he
was excited like that?"
Still calm, Janet answered "I'd see him like that because we were
together, just like he could see that I was excited."
It took a couple of seconds for that to really settle into place in
Nadia's mind. When it did, though...
"You have? You've really done stuff that made both of you feel like
that -- together?"
It didn't sound like Nadia was freaking out on us, only amazed; I
wasn't surprised when Janet told her "It wasn't just what you and
Danny were doing... it was more, too."
Again, it took a bit before the full implications of that hit Nadia,
prompting her to demand "REALLY? You two have..."
"Made love together. Yes." Janet finished for her. Nadia turned to
look at me, and I matter-of-factly told her "Yes, Janet and I have
made love with each other."
Nadia got quiet then, and looked at each of us several times over the
next few minutes before finally saying "Wow. I mean... wow. I never
would have thought. I knew you were a lot better with each other than
any of my other friends are with THEIR brothers, and that you were
close" -- she blushed furiously about the word she'd used -- "but that...
Wow."
When Janet and I looked at each other, both of us were amused by
Nadia's reaction. We watched her as she got her mind around the fact
that Sis and I were physically intimate with each other, and were
paying close attention when she came out a little reverie to look at
me, then Janet, before asking "When did you... how... what do you... Uh, are
you okay to talk to me about it? I mean, I really want to know. I've
kinda wished that I had a brother, you know, so I could maybe see guy
stuff sometimes, but I never thought about anything more than that."
Out of consideration for me, Janet didn't include the details of just
exactly why we'd gotten together the first time we'd done anything
sexual together, but as she told Nadia about how we'd gradually gotten
more comfortable with each other, we'd increased the intimacy between
us -- and made sure that her friend understood that it wasn't just a
physical relationship, that we really did love and care for each
other, more than anything else. Nadia also got to hear that the things
we did with each other were essentially the same as any couple. She
also learned that Janet and I didn't just make love with each other --
that we were as likely to just snuggle or play a little literal
grab-ass, or even just SLEEP with each other for the pleasure and
comfort of having another person next to us.
As Sis and I explained our relationship to her, Nadia gradually came
to understand that the physical part was just one piece of the bigger
bond between us. When we were done, she sat quietly for several
seconds before telling us "Now that you've told me about it, I can see
how it happened, and even kinda understand it. I mean, everybody that
knows both of you... we've all said something about how you're not like
other brothers and sisters we know -- even for twins. And I've been
around your mom and dad enough to know that they're way more special
than my parents, or anybody else's that I know. I don't think it would
be okay for anybody else I know to get involved with a brother or
sister like you have, but with the parents you've got and the way
you've grown up -- yeah, it's cool for YOU two."
A moment later, Nadia wanted to know "Jan, didn't it make you jealous
or anything, me being with Danny? What if he meets a girl at school he
really likes, and wants to do stuff with her? And Danny... what Jan
being with another guy?"
Both of us just smiled at her before Sis answered "No, I wasn't
jealous or anything. Why should I be? You already know how much we
love each other, so what reason would I have to be upset that he still
has enough love in him to make YOU feel good, too? If he meets another
girl that he likes -- loves, really -- enough to want to be with her,
then I'll be happy for him... and HER, because I know who she'll be
getting, and how happy he'll make her."
To that, I added "I'm the same way about Sis being with another guy --
I love her, not own her, so it isn't up to me to decide anything like
that. What she said about me meeting another girl is how I feel about
her and another guy. We're brother and sister, and we love each other,
and nothing can ever change that -- so why be upset or anything if
there's other people that each of us loves, too? I wouldn't want to BE
with him, physically, 'cause I like girls too much -- but I bet I'd
like him, because I know that he'd have to be pretty special guy for
Sis to love him."
Nadia looked a little uncertain, and Janet explained to her "Look,
love isn't something that you only have so much of, like blood in your
body, or anything like that. Maybe Danny and I understand it so good
because we grew up learning it from Mom and Dad, but love is something
that you've always got enough of that you can give some to other
people. I mean, think about it: you don't love JUST your mom or JUST
your dad, do you?"
Nadia shook her head, and Sis went on "With us, it's the same thing,
only more. It's even easier for us, too, because we don't love
everybody exactly the same way, either."
"What do you mean?", Nadia wanted to know.
I was the one to ask her "Do you love your mom and dad in exactly the
same way? Or do you love them differently? The same amount, just not
the same WAY?
She considered that for a bit, then smiled at us, saying "Okay, I can
understand that. No, I don't love them the same way, but how much I
love them is the same."
Janet looked at me and said "I kinda wish Dad had let us keep going to
the private school, so we could take Mom's class, or maybe talk to
Momma Jan. I'm not sure how to really explain everything."
Before I could reply, Nadia wanted to know "Momma Jan?"
Sis laughed before telling her "Yeah, Momma Jan. She isn't really our
mom, but she's one of Mom and Dad's friends; she's the one I'm named
after. There are five of them, and all of them helped take care of me
and Danny when we were growing up. They were around so much that we
started calling them 'Momma', because they were so much like our real
mom. We still call them that, 'cause we know they like to hear us say
it."
Intrigued, Nadia asked "Who are they? Why would you want to still be
in private school so you could take a class from your mom, or talk to
Kelly?"
"Jan still teaches at the high school level at the private school we
started at. Mom and Dad each teach a class at that high school, and
Mom's is the one where she teaches the kids about love and everything.
Dad says it's his losing battle to teach them to think, but we know he
doesn't really mean it", I explained.
"How can she teach people about love? Isn't that something you feel in
your heart, and either you feel it or you don't?" Nadia wanted to
know.
Janet and I looked at each other, and I told her "YOU explain it --
you're another girl...", to which Sis retorted "As if THAT matters!"
before she faced Nadia again.
Nadia was listening closely as Sis told her "A minute ago, we talked
about you loving both of your parents the same amount, remember?"
Her friend did, and nodded. Janet continued by saying "Now think about
the other people you love. Do you love ALL of them exactly the same
amount? Or do you maybe love, like, your grandparents more than you do
some of your cousins? Or one of your aunts or uncles more than the
rest?"
"Okay, I can see how it would be different amounts." Nadia answered
after a few moments.
Janet's next question was "Have you ever really thought about why that is?"
The blank expression on Nadia's face was answer enough, and Sis went
on "I may not be explaining this exactly right, but I think I can help
you understand -- at least a little bit. For starters, loving somebody
isn't just what's in your heart."
"It isn't?"
"Nope. What most people call 'love' is really several different
things. For almost all of them, love is mostly physical, and a little
bit emotional: they see somebody they think is attractive, and as they
get to know that person, they start getting stuff back from the other
person that makes them feel good, and that's about as far as it goes
for them. When the physical part isn't like what it was, or they
aren't getting the stuff back that they want, the love goes away.
There are SOME people that do that, too, but they also include some of
what they know about what goes on in the other person's mind... how they
think, and what they know, and like that. For those people, because
there's more TO their love, it lasts longer; if they get the
proportions close enough, maybe it lasts a long time -- but they still
don't STAY 'in love'."
Nadia asked "What does your mom teach that's different, then?"
"Mom tries to get the kids in her class to understand that love isn't
something that just kinda happens, and that they can actually MAKE it
last as long as they want it to if they choose to make that happen."
"How can you choose to MAKE love happen that long?"
"Like I said, I might not be explaining this right, but here goes... How
much you love someone, even if it's yourself, is kind of like the
receipt you get at a grocery store, where the love is the total of
everything else. Just like you go to the store and don't just buy
vegetables or dairy, how much love you feel isn't just the physical
and emotional stuff you get from someone. If you go to the grocery
store and buy ALL the stuff you need, you'll have vegetables and meat
and milk and cheese and bread and cookies and crackers and soup and
dessert and all kinds of different stuff -- and the total on the
receipt will be WAY bigger."
Nadia nodded her head that she was following what Janet was saying,
and Sis continued "Okay, what's different for me and Danny is that we
do that with other people on purpose; we CHOOSE to look at what people
are like harder and deeper than almost anybody else does. By doing
that, it's the same way about loving someone -- you can't just go in
the grocery store and only fill up the basket while you go down one or
two aisles, right? To really love someone, you've got to get stuff
from ALL the aisles in that person: courage, and honesty, and smart,
and funny, and gentle, and strong in their heart, and anything else
that's important to you. And just like you look at what's inside the
package at the store, and compare prices, you have to do the same
thing with people -- maybe the other person isn't as smart as you'd
like, but that's okay because they're funny enough, and that's more
important to you. So when you put their smart and funny and everything
in your basket, you know the total by how much you love them."
Nadia sat there and blinked at us a few times before saying "It sounds
simple enough, I guess. But love isn't just about one person feeling
that way about another; it has to go both ways if it's going to work,
doesn't it?"
Janet smiled and said "Of course it does. Just like you're shopping in
the other person to see if they have the things that YOU want, they're
shopping in YOU, looking for sexy or pretty or affectionate or
whatever, and looking at THEIR receipt... how much they love YOU. If you
really think about it, love is something that people trade with each
other."
Nadia indicated that she understood, and Sis went on "Here's the part
that Mom said is the hardest for people to understand and DO: you have
to be absolutely honest about yourself, so you know what's good about
yourself and what you could maybe make better, and absolutely honest
about what's in the other person -- and then decide if what you're
getting from them and what you're giving to them are worth the same. I
know how kind and gentle and brave and everything Danny is, and I give
my love to him for those things because they're important to me. Sure,
he's cute enough, and has a strong body, and that kind of stuff; but
he isn't always going to look like he does. But as long as he's the
way he is in his heart and in his mind, I'll love him."
I spoke up then, telling Nadia "And I love Sis because I know how
smart and affectionate and patient and understanding she is -- among a
whole lot of other things that I like about her. I think she's a babe,
but that's just my good luck; I'd still love her even if she didn't
look anywhere NEAR as good as she does, because I know what kind of
person she is, inside."
Janet went on to tell her "That's how Danny and I could love each
other so much that we gave each other our virginity, and why we love
each other enough to be happy if the other one finds someone special
to them. Something that Dad says is that love is when somebody else's
happiness means as much to you as your own. That's how much I love
Danny -- when he finds another girl he likes, I'll be happy FOR him
because he'll BE happy. Remember, I know Danny, and what kind of
person he'd like -- he tells me that he loves ME, and why, so I know
that if there's a girl he likes, it'll be because he sees good things
in HER, too; so I'll be happy for him because he found another good
person to be with."
Several seconds ticked by before Nadia hesitantly asked Janet "You
said that you weren't upset that he had enough love in him to make me
feel good, too... is... is that really what he felt?"
Grinning, Janet told her "I'd be willing to bet money on it, but if
you want to know for sure, then ask HIM."
Facing me, Nadia wanted to know "Did you really love me, Danny?"
I smiled and gave the tip of her nose a kiss before answering "Yes, I
loved you. Still do, if that helps any."
Unsurely, Nadia asked "You... love me? Why? You hardly knew me before tonight..."
Shifting myself around so that we were fully facing each other, I
cupped Nadia's face in my hands as I told her "Yes, I love you. I
don't think that we should be making wedding plans just yet, but I
love you." After moving my hands to my lap, I continued by telling her
"As for why... No, we didn't know each other very well before. But what
I did know about you was good. You try to get people to not gossip
about others. You're one of the first to introduce yourself to a new
person. You're smart enough to get good grades. When a bunch of people
started talking bad about Ophelia last semester, you were one of the
few people that was willing to stay friends with her until everybody
found out that one of the other girls was just mad and jealous and
started the rumor. You don't do what everyone else is just because
it's 'popular'. And like I said, you're pretty, and sexy. So I liked
you -- you could even say loved you, a little bit -- before tonight,
because what I knew about you was good things that are important to
me. Then, tonight, you showed me that you were brave by letting me
look at you naked, and asking if it was okay for you to look at ME, so
you could learn something you didn't know before. When we started
kissing and touching, I found out that you're affectionate and gentle;
after that, I learned that you're passionate, too. So because I got
the chance to discover that there's even more good stuff in you, I
love you even more than I did before. I don't think you realized you
were doing it, but while you were learning what kind of person I am,
you started loving ME more, too. Otherwise, why would you have let us
do the things we did?"
Nadia sat there looking at me for several seconds before quietly
announcing "Damn. You're right... I did decide it was okay for us to do
all of that once I realized that you were as nice and patient as you
are, and that I liked it, and you. And I see what you mean about
liking or caring about someone being another way of saying you love
them. You're right that I DO love you, too -- not to get married or
anything, but still liking you and caring about you."
A moment later, she asked "You think you're someone that I'd like?
Isn't that being kind of... full of yourself?"
Janet started to speak, but when I waved my hand at her, she quieted
down so I could tell Nadia "I think I'm someone you might like, yes.
That's because I know what kind of person I TRY to be: honest, and
patient, and nice, and gentle, and other stuff like that. But I'm not
full of myself because I know I'm not like that all the time, or as
much as I'd like to be. Like Sis said, you have to be absolutely
honest about what kind of person you are -- I know what's good and bad
about me, and how much; and I'm always trying to make myself better.
So I know that there's enough good stuff in me that other people will
probably like me once they get to know me, but I also know that
there's also enough in me that ISN'T good that I can't start thinking
I'm something I'm not."
When I was done, Janet quickly spoke up to add "I think the same way,
Nadia, and try to do the same things. Have I ever given you or anyone
else any reason to think that I'm full of myself?"
"No, never; Danny, either. I was just surprised when he said that, and
wanted to know why he did, is all", she answered, apologetically.
A few moments later, Nadia told us "I think I've learned enough for
one night. If you don't mind, I think it's probably time to get some
sleep."
"Of course", I told her before moving so that I could get off of Sis'
bed. Both of them got up, too, and Nadia moved to stand in front of me
so she could tell me "I wanted to thank you again for tonight, Danny.
What you said after you looked at me, it really did make me feel a lot
better; and the stuff we did after you let me look at you was really
nice."
I put my arms around her, and she moved close enough for us to give
each other a kiss before I told her "I'm glad I could help, and that
you're happy with what happened."
After Nadia moved away from me, Sis and I kissed and wished each other
a good night -- followed by my giving her a pat on the butt. After I
left her room, I made a quick trip to the bathroom before going to bed
myself.

Several weeks later, Sis and I had enjoyed a nice session of "69"
after we got home from school, and were snuggling in my bed afterwards
when she told me "After you were with Nadia that night, she's been a
LOT more relaxed about how she looks, and even started flirting with
guys. She's been asking me a plenty of questions about sex -- what it
was like for me the first time, what positions I like, what feels good
for me, and stuff like that. At first, I just figured she was curious;
but when she kept asking me things... well, it wasn't hard to figure out
that it was more than that. When I stayed over at her place last
weekend, she told me that after her birthday last month, she went to
the family planning place and they started her on birth control -- an
IUD, like what Mom helped me get. I asked her how she could do that if
she's never had sex before, and she said that her hymen broke when she
was a little girl; that's a lot of why her folks are so strict about
her going out, from what she said. I asked her why she did that, and
she said she's thinking about starting to have sex."
When Sis was silent, I kind of interrupted her to ask "Let me guess...
Nadia wants me to be the first guy she has sex with."
She turned and looked at me in surprise before responding "Yeah, she
does. How did you know?"
My answer was to tell her "Sis, sometimes you're about as subtle as a
circus pony. I knew you were leading up to something, and as soon as
you told me that Nadia was on birth control, I pretty much knew what
was going on."
Blushing slightly that she'd been found out, Janet told me "After the
way you were with her that night, she's sure that she'd be okay with
you; and she knows that you wouldn't tell anyone, so her folks won't
find out. She SAYS she's only thinking about it, and wanted me to find
out if you'd be willing to go that far with her. If she decides she's
ready, she'd be the one to actually ask you; but the way she's been
acting, I don't think there's much 'if' to it. Would you be willing to
go that far with her?"
I thought about it for a bit before telling Sis "After I told her that
I loved her, I'm kinda worried that she thinks I mean it more than I
do... you know what I'm talking about. As long as she understands that
I'm not looking for a girlfriend or anything, then sure, I'll do it
'cause she's your friend and I do love her enough to try and make her
first time good."
Wriggling herself a little closer to me, Janet said "She understands
what you meant when you told her you loved her; I'm actually kinda
surprised at how well she does understand. And she isn't looking at
you as a boyfriend or anything, either -- the way she explained it to
me, after the first time, she just wants somebody that she can be with
and make each other feel good, sometimes."
"As long as that's the case, then yeah, I'd be willing to go that far
with her. I expect we'll need a time when Mom and Dad will be gone
again, though. I don't think they'd say anything about it, but having
them home would probably make her nervous."
I heard the humor in Sis' voice when she asked "Ya think?"
A little while later, the two of us went in to rinse off in the shower
before Mom and Dad got home -- not that it mattered whether they knew
we'd been together, but simply because we liked to be fresh and clean
when the family sat down to dinner.
A little over a week later, Dad let me and Sis know that he and Mom
were going to look at maybe doing some kind of upgrade to a factory
belonging to one of his customers, and that they'd be gone for two
nights -- leaving Thursday morning, and coming back Saturday afternoon.
Just like I figured she would, Sis got permission for Nadia to spend
Friday night with us. I don't think that it escaped Mom and Dad's
attention that Sis was again asking if one of her friends could spend
the night when they weren't going to be home, but they were willing to
give us our privacy -- right up to the point that we made a mistake
that got THEM involved.
The Thursday before Nadia was to come over, Sis and I spent the
evening cuddling (and molesting each other) on the couch while
watching TV, and spent the night together in Janet's room. The next
day, Nadia came over a little before supper, and the three of us sent
out for a pizza. After we'd demolished it (I ate almost half, Sis and
Nadia easily dealt with the rest), the three of us watched a video
that Nadia had brought over. She and Sis sat on either side of me
while we watched it, and neither one of them was bashful about pulling
my hand down to their breasts.
When the movie was over, Nadia extracted my hand from the light
sweater she was wearing (with no bra on underneath it). Holding it
between both of hers, she told me "Danny, I... I've never had sex
before; but after I really, really thought about it, I've decided that
I'm ready to stop being a virgin, even though I actually lost my
cherry when I was a little girl. As good as you made me feel before...
you know, when you looked at me and everything... and hearing how good
you made Janet's first time... I wanted to ask you if you would be the
first guy that I'm with like that. Even though I don't have a cherry
now, could I give you my virginity?"
Looking into her eyes, and seeing how nervous she was, I told her "If
you're really that sure that's what you want to do, then I'll accept
the gift you're offering me, and do my best to be worthy of it. Did
you want it to happen tonight?"
"If it's okay with you", she answered, uncertainly.
"It's more than just 'okay' with me, Nadia, if that's what you want.",
I assured her.
"Can we go now? Before I chicken out?"
"Now is fine", I agreed.
Several seconds passed before she realized that I wasn't going to drag
her kicking and screaming into one of the bedrooms. Understanding that
I was literally leaving the first move up to her, she gave me a small
smile of relief before standing up. I got up, too, and as we started
back to where my and Janet's bedrooms were, Sis told us "I'll see you
guys in the morning" -- smiling at Nadia in reassurance.
When we were in my bedroom, I closed the door before turning and
standing in front of Nadia. Cupping her face in my hands, I looked
into her eyes as I told her "You just said that you wanted this to
happen before you chicken out. I want you to know that it doesn't
matter to me if you chicken out... or change your mind, or get too
scared, or anything else. I'm not going to do anything that you don't
WANT to happen, and let happen. If you don't want this, for any
reason, then it stops when you say so -- and I'm not going to be mad or
upset or angry or disappointed or anything like that. If you didn't
know it already, Janet and I didn't do this until SHE was a hundred
percent sure; I didn't push her, or bug her, or do anything to try and
make it happen before then. We have started this, but it ENDS if and
when you say it does. I told you before that I love you. Even though
it isn't like we're boyfriend and girlfriend, I still love you enough
to NOT do this, if that's what you decide."
Nadia's eyes stayed locked on mine as she answered "I know that,
Danny. That's what makes me want to be with YOU my first time -- 'cause
I know I can trust you to be patient and not do or say anything to
make me feel bad if I have to ask you to wait, or slow down, or
something. And as nice as you were last time, I know you'll do
whatever you can so you don't hurt me. What Janet said to me... I know
that you understand how special this is to me, and that you'll do your
best to make it as good and happy for me as you can. I'm nervous about
this, because it's my first time -- but I'm not afraid of what happens.
I... I even got started using birth control, so we wouldn't have to do
anything special or different, and can just try to make this as good
as possible."
After moving my hands to her hips, I tilted my head forward and gave
her a kiss that was as tender and affectionate as I could make it --
and Nadia readily kissed me back.
More kisses followed, and our affection evolved into desire... and then
into passion. Both of us were breathing heavily when our lips
separated by mutual accord.
I slid my hands under the hem of Nadia's sweater, and she responded to
my raised eyebrow with a nod. I carefully lifted it up far enough to
reveal her lovely breasts, and helped her get her arms free before
finally lifting it over her head. After I set it aside on my chair, my
hands went to the waistband of the skirt she was wearing; it took only
a little exploration to find the closure... and UNclose it. A few more
seconds, and I was easing it down her legs -- and discovering that she
didn't have panties on, either. When I looked at her, she just gave me
a mischievous smile before I got the skirt low enough for her to step
out of it. As I set the skirt with her sweater, she slipped off the
sandals she was wearing, and nudged them out of the way. That left her
standing stark naked in front of me, her pretty face and sexy body on
full display.
I started to reach for the buttons on the polo shirt I was wearing,
then stopped and asked "Unless you want to?"
It took her only a second to decide that she did. Once she'd gotten
the buttons undone and my shirt off, she spent several seconds just
running her hands across my chest before letting them move down to my
waist. I had to help with my belt, but she dealt with the snap and
zipper of my jeans on her own before she slid them down my legs. She
nudged each of my legs to let me know to lift it so she could slip my
loafers off my bare foot and pull my jeans off. Kneeling in front of
me, her eyes were locked on the bulge in my undershorts as she slid
her hands under their waistband. Slowly, as if teasing herself, she
slid my briefs down to reveal my cock and balls; once they were in
sight, my shorts quickly joined my pants and shirt. I was as naked as
she was when she stood up again and took a step back, giving each of
us a chance to look at the other; I figured that the scenery was
better for me.
Our eyes returned to each other's faces at almost the same time, and
from the look in hers I could tell that she was ready for us to
continue. She walked with me to my bed, and helped turn down the bed
covers before calmly laying down when I did. We rolled onto our sides
to face each other, and after I put my hand on her hip, she told me
"Danny, I wanted to make sure you understand that I'm not asking you
to do this because I want us to be a couple, or anything. I'm ready to
start learning about sex and everything, and I know that you're
someone I can trust to make it right the first time. I... I love you,
but it's like you told me that night -- it isn't the big
stay-together-forever kind of love. Ever since you and Janet talked to
me about what you think love is, I've been thinking about it; and I
think maybe I'm even kinda-sorta starting to understand it. I mean,
I've been watching my parents, I can see what you and her meant about
how there are different parts that make up loving someone. I see how
hard my dad tries to make sure me and my mom have all the things we
need, and I know how much my mom does to keep our house nice and take
care of Dad and me. And... and for the first time, really, I understand
how much they love me and care for me; and how hard they try to help
me learn to be a good person, and that I have everything I need while
I'm growing up -- and it makes me love them even more, and try harder
to show them that they don't have to worry about me. I know that the
way I feel about you isn't anything like how I feel about them, so I
know that I don't love you as much as I do them; I still love you,
just not as much, because you're so nice and smart and everything. I
even realized that I love Janet, too, because of how good of a friend
she is, and all the good things that I know are in HER. I... I kinda
feel bad, a little bit, because I've got such wonderful people like my
parents, and Janet, and you, and I don't understand how all of you can
be so good and loving and everything with me."
I started caressing Nadia's side as I told her "After you were here,
and Janet said she probably wasn't explaining it right, I asked my Mom
and Dad how I could help other people understand what we mean about
love." Seeing a look of concern on her face, I quickly said "I didn't
say anything about who or why or any of that; I just made it sound
like something I wanted to know. Each of them answered me in a
different way, but that actually just helped me understand how to
explain it better."
Nadia was listening closely as I continued "You know that we love
other people because of the good things we see in them -- brave or
honest or smart or whatever, and that the more of the good things
there are, the more we love them. The thing is, other people love US
the same way, and for the same reasons. According to Mom, that's
something a lot of people have trouble with... really understanding and
accepting. You said that you loved your folks even more when you
realized how much they do; now try to understand that they love YOU
because of what kind of person YOU are. They love you because you are
smart, and because you are the kind of person that they wanted you to
become, and because you are responsible and honest and all the other
things they've tried to teach you to be while you were growing up.
Nadia, they love you because you deserve it by being the kind of
person you are, the same way Janet and I do."
Nadia just lay there for several seconds, looking my general
direction, but focused on a point about a thousand miles over my
shoulder. When she came out of the reverie she was in, I wasn't
anywhere near being prepared for it when she suddenly latched onto me
and began crying. I was afraid that I'd REALLY messed things up, but
Nadia was so busy trying to drown my nipples with her tears and making
these big globbering noises that I knew there wasn't any point in
trying to get her to tell me what was wrong. All I could do was hold
her, and rub her back as I tried to tell her it was okay, that
everything was fine, and other such things. Finally, after what seemed
like forever her tears slowed, and she began to calm down again.
Figuring that Nadia would want us to stay together for a while after
the first time, I'd brought a towel into my room. I was able to grab
it, and offer the end of it to her. She looked at it blankly for a
second, then gave me an embarrassed smile before taking it and dabbing
at her eyes. Even after she got her face dried off, she was still
snuffling from a runny nose, and I gently told her "Go ahead and use
it to blow your nose, too." Her ears turned pink, and I looked away
and pretended I couldn't hear as she got her sinuses cleared before
looking back at her again.
"Are you going to be okay now? You want me to take that?", I asked.
She nodded, and after wiping her nose, handed me the towel. Barely
holding it between my thumb and finger, I exaggerated tossing it off
to the side, making her laugh and playfully slap my chest. When I was
looking at her again, she told me "I'm sorry for all of that -- but
when you told me that all of you love me because I deserve it... I
remembered what you said about being honest with yourself, and I kinda
looked inside myself and realized that I do try to be the things you
and Janet said you like in me. And then I understood that I DO deserve
it when people love me, and I just felt so GOOD and happy..."
I hugged her briefly, then said "There's nothing to be sorry for. I
can understand that something like that would hit you pretty hard, so
if it made you feel better to cry, then that's fine."
"Maybe... but I'll bet I'm a mess now, with my eyes all puffy and my nose red..."
I touched my lips to hers before assuring her "You look fine." and
taking her into my arms again.
We lay there in silence for a bit before she said "What you and Janet
have... loving each other so much, I mean... is there any way that can
happen with me? And maybe my folks?"
"Me and Janet, we grew up with all of this, and it's just much a part
of our lives that we hardly ever have to think about it. Because I
know I'm not really old enough to explain it right -- at least, not in
anything less than a couple of days, maybe -- I can only tell you
things that I've heard Mom and Dad say, and what they've told us."
I felt her nod that was okay, and went on "If you start trying to tell
people about it, they don't really listen; they'll either figure
you're part of some kind of cult or something, or think that you don't
know what you're talking about. I mean, you and me and Janet... we're
still all just kids the way most adults think of us, and they aren't
real good at paying attention to us. What Janet and I have found that
seems to work pretty good is to kind of sneak up on adults about this
kind of stuff. Don't try to tell them everything you want them to know
all at once; instead, you keep mentioning different parts of whatever
it is in little ways over a period of time. Mom says it's kind of like
feeding a baby: you aren't going to give them the whole jar of baby
food in ten minutes; it just doesn't work that way -- you have to give
them tiny little bites every so often while you've got their
attention, even if it takes an hour. And Dad says that THE most
important part of any kind of relationship is communication; people
have to be willing to stop assuming things and start making them clear
to each other if they want to make the best out of it. I can't tell
you how many times I've heard Mom or Dad tell the other one something
you'd think they already knew, just to make sure that the other person
DID know. It's the same way with me and Janet... I tell her that I love
her, and why. Remember, most people don't really THINK about love; so
it takes them a little while to understand that they can, and maybe
should, be doing it too when another person tells them WHY that person
likes them or loves them. But once another person knows that you love
them for what's inside, they know that as long as they have whatever
it is, they'll have your love, too... and that if there's more of the
good stuff, then they'll get more of your love. Remember that trading
love stuff we talked about? Almost nobody realizes that's what they're
doing, or why they're doing it. Mom and Dad, and Janet and I, we DO --
and because we ARE actually thinking about it, it means even more to
us. Think about it: which would you spend first... five dollars you
found on the ground, or five dollars you had to work for? And which
would be more important to you, and make you happier -- what you bought
with the found money, or the money you earned?"
Nadia told me "I know what you mean. I've got a blouse at home that I
bought with money I earned from babysitting; I know if my mom or dad
had just given me the money for it, I wouldn't wear it as much as I
do."
After that, the two of us lapsed into silence again.
When several minutes had passed, it was Nadia that interrupted the
quiet to tell me "Talking to you was nice, and it makes me feel a lot
better -- but it's not what we came in here and got naked for. Even
more that I did before, now I know that I want YOU to make me an
ex-virgin."
Releasing her from my arms, I was glad that the two of us could kiss
again... particularly after Nadia's enthusiasm and desire skyrocketed
after the first one.
As our lips remained in almost constant contact, our hands were all
over each other's bodies; it didn't take much longer before both of us
were ready to take more immediate and direct action to get each other
even more aroused. It was Nadia's idea that we stop kissing (we were
panting too hard to have much success with it, anyway) so that she
could clamber over me to get her hand and mouth on my semi-erect penis
while giving me equal access to the area between her smooth thighs. As
she was taking the head of my cock between her lips, I was slipping
the end of my tongue between hers...
Even with our rapidly increasing passion, both of us were careful to
take our time to pleasure each other, as well. With it to be Nadia's
first time, she readily let me bring her to an orgasm as she
restrained herself to simply getting and keeping me hard.
I'd happily lapped up the overflow of her juices that came about from
her climax, and she'd pulled herself together enough to make sure I
was still hard when I heard her say "That felt real good -- but now
it's time for you to be IN me!" before she carefully moved off of me.
When she was sitting on my bed, I sat up next to her and asked "Do you
want this to happen any way in particular? If you're on top of me,
it's probably easier for you because you decide how fast and
everything; but I'm okay with whatever you want."
She gave me a smile before answering "I appreciate what you just said
about how I could make it easier; but I want you on top of me, so we
can kiss and everything, and so I feel like I'm giving myself to you
the way I want to."
I just smiled and nodded, and she got herself turned around before
laying back and getting one of my pillows under her head. When I
looked at her, she blushed slightly before telling me "I... I want to be
able to see while you make a woman of me..."
When I started to move, she drew her knees up and spread her legs to
make room and open herself up to me. Her eyes were locked on my
glistening erection as I got myself into position over her. Reaching
between us, I levered my cock down and lowered my hips to get the head
between her labia and nestled against her opening. She was looking up
at me in anticipation as I told her "I really will be fine with it if
you want to stop this -- at any time."
"I know you would, Danny. But I want this, with you, more than anything."
I knew how true that was when I began to press myself against her
entrance: I could feel her deliberately trying to relax herself to let
me in. Sooner and easier than I thought it would happen, I felt the
head of my cock slip through the tight ring of her opening. She gasped
when it happened, and I immediately held myself still in her as I
asked "Are you okay? Do you need me to take it out?"
"Don't you dare pull out of me!" she exclaimed, followed by telling me
"Yes, I'm fine -- better than that, even... just having that much of you
in me feels good. I was just surprised when it happened, is all.",
more calmly.
Looking at her closely, it didn't appear that she was in any distress;
all I could do was wait for her to let me know it was okay to continue
-- something that happened just a few seconds later when I felt her
press herself up against me while her eyes were locked on where we
were joined. When I began to press my hips forward again, she released
a soft moan as she watched and felt as almost a couple inches of my
penis disappear between her vaginal lips. I slid myself in and out of
her a little bit to make sure I was coated with her oils, then slowly
eased most of what was left of my erection through her portal before I
paused to get myself lubricated some more. The next push of my hips
ended with my pubic hair merged with hers.
Realizing that I was all the way inside her, Nadia looked up at me in
something akin to awe as she softly told me "That was amazing...
watching and feeling it at the same time while you got inside me. It
feels so good, the way you make me feel so... so... full -- it's like there
was something I was missing and didn't know it, and now I have it..."
I lowered myself to support my body with my elbows so that Nadia and I
could kiss -- and so I could have a little time to get used to having
her around me. It had been a while since the first time I'd been with
Sis, and Nadia's tight sheath felt a lot better around me than I was
used to. By the time we got through kissing and trying to check each
other's tonsils, I was in full control of myself again -- and Nadia was
more than ready for me to start moving in her.
The first few strokes I made in her were long and leisurely, meant to
ensure that I was properly coated with her lubrication and to give her
the chance to let me know if she was having any problems. The way she
arched herself up in welcome to my slow-motion thrusts let me know she
was doing fine; from there, it didn't take long for me to get into a
rhythm that she plainly found satisfactory. Still supporting myself on
my elbows, I could feel the hard peaks of her breasts drawing designs
on my chest in time with my motions in her. I also used the
opportunity to continue kissing her... not just on her lips, but her
eyes and the corners of her mouth and her shoulders and anyplace else
that I could reach. When I managed to nibble on her earlobe with my
lips, she released a deep groan as she dug into my back with her
fingernails.
When the pressure on my elbows got to be too much, I moved to support
myself with my arms as I continued to piston in and out of Nadia's
warm, tight channel. From that position, I was able to lower my head
and arch my back enough that I could get my mouth on her breasts --
much to her enjoyment. When sucking on the ends of her breasts got
difficult, I carefully took one of her nipples between my teeth, and
let the swaying of her breast create the gentle tugging on it as I
held it still. In response, Nadia became even wetter around me as she
got even more aroused from the resulting sensations.
Tight and warm and wet as Nadia was inside, I was having a tough time
maintaining control of myself as I continued to slide my stiff dick in
and out of her more and more quickly. When I felt her vagina begin an
intermittent clenching around me as she got closer and closer to what
I just knew was an approaching orgasm, that "tough time" turned into
"real challenge". And as the time between those clenches got shorter
and shorter, the challenge increased proportionally -- and finally
became more than I could withstand. Reluctantly giving myself over to
the need to get off, I began pistoning myself in her progressively
faster... and harder. In turn, that only accelerated how fast she
approached her release, which only made things that much worse for ME.
It wasn't long before my room was filled with the liquid-toned
slapping of my pelvis meeting hers overlayed with the assortment of
pants, gasps, moans, groans, and other sounds each of us was making in
our upward spiral of passion and pleasure.
I was reduced to fighting to delay my own climax seconds at a time
when Nadia found her release. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she
lifted her hips off the bed in an attempt to get as much of my cock
inside herself as she could while she nearly screamed with the start
of her orgasm. Her vagina got so tight around me that only her
abundant lubrication made it possible for me to all but slam myself
into her a couple of times before my cock erupted deep inside her.
As I continued to try and fill her with my hot jism, Nadia's wet
sheath felt like it was fluttering around me as it loosened slightly --
only to clamp down again with the start of the next cycle of her
climax. With my previous experience being limited to Sis, the novelty
of what Nadia was doing to me greatly amplified the pleasure I was
already experiencing, making the rest of my spunk leave me nearly as
forcefully as the first spray had. It was an intense and altogether
pleasurable experience.
There was only a last feeble spurt of semen to deposit in her when
Nadia's orgasm had tapered off enough for her to let her hips slowly
drop back onto my bed. Wanting to show her that I really did care
about her, I kept my pelvis next to hers so that my slowly deflating
cock would stay inside her; then I moved to cover as much of her body
as I could with my own. Though I was still panting somewhat, I lowered
my head and managed to begin kissing her face and shoulders again as a
few last aftershocks rippled through her body. Both of us were covered
with a fine sheen of sweat, and the lubrication it provided as my body
moved against hers further helped slow the shrinking of my penis. I
was probably still 90% hard in her when she finally opened her eyes.
It seemed to take a couple of seconds before she realized that I was
associated with the pleasure she'd just experienced; when she did,
though, she hugged me hard enough that she nearly managed to keep me
from breathing for several seconds before letting up. She still had me
in her arms as she began to shower my face with kisses while crying
and trying to talk to me at the same time. It took a little doing, but
I finally managed to get her to stop trying to kiss me and talk at the
same time; from my experiences with Janet, I knew that getting the
crying to stop was pretty much a lost cause.
When she let her head fall back to the pillow, Nadia's eyes were still
leaking tears as she told me "Oh, Danny! I knew that it would be
better, having you inside me... but I didn't have any IDEA that it would
anything like that! It felt so good at first, when you were being so
careful with me; but then it started feeling better and better when
you were moving in me. I could feel it building in me, kind of like
you can sometimes feel it when a really big storm is coming, and I
kept thinking that it was going to happen for me any second now --
except that it didn't; it just kept building and building in me. Then
you started moving faster and harder, and that felt even better than
before... and I could feel it getting even bigger in me until I didn't
think I could STAND it any more, and it STILL didn't happen! I thought
I was going to go crazy from wanting it so bad when it was like a DAM
broke open inside me. And then it got even better when I could feel
you squirting your stuff in me -- it was like you were filling me with
liquid FIRE or something, it felt so hot in me! I knew that you'd make
my first time good, but that was better than I could have even hoped
for. And now you're staying with me... holding yourself over me so I
don't feel cold or alone, and keeping yourself inside me so I can keep
feeling you there for as long as I can. Oh, Danny, I love you so
much!"
When she was done, I lowered my head and kissed her before telling her
"And I love you, too, Nadia", glad to know that I'd brought her the
kind of happiness and pleasure that I'd hoped (and tried) to.
Over the next several minutes, Nadia and I exchanged a number of
kisses -- to each other's lips, faces, and shoulders. Both of us could
tell that my penis was gradually getting smaller and smaller in her,
and I was the one to address the impending problem by telling her "I
think both of us know that my cum is going to start running out of you
when I get a little smaller; it doesn't bother ME in the slightest, so
it's up to you what happens after that. If you want to go into the
bathroom, it can be by yourself so you can do whatever you want to, or
I can go with you and we can take a shower together; either one is
fine with me. If you want to stay here, I can get a towel to soak it
up so you don't feel uncomfortable and so there isn't a wet spot that
would make us uncomfortable when we go to sleep. If there's something
else you want to do, just let me know what it is, and I'll do my best
to help make it happen the way you want. If you don't want to do
anything for a while, I'm absolutely ready to stay here with you for
as long as you want -- like we are now, or you on top of me, or just
next to each other."
Looking up at me in affection, Nadia told me "You're an absolute dear
to be so calm about it, and try to help me not be embarrassed or
anything. I knew that if we were together and you squirted your stuff
in me, it was going to have to come out SOONER or later. I've already
decided what I wanted to do, and that's take a shower -- with you, if
you want. After the way you made me feel, I'm not going to be ashamed
or embarrassed about ANY of this."
I smiled and gave her a kiss before telling her "I'd be delighted to
take a shower with you. The only question is if you want some time by
yourself first, or not."
She giggled before answering "I'm not worried about you seeing your
stuff running out of me, or me cleaning it out -- YOU put it there!"
I had to grin as I told her "It doesn't bother me any... I think it's
kinda sexy, even!"
I could see the humor in her eyes as she exclaimed "Men!", pretending
to be disgusted.
A couple of minutes later, I did finally uncork from her; we continued
to lay there for several seconds before she told me "Okay, let's go
ahead and get this over with", her tone of resignation giving lie to
the anticipation I saw on her face. I moved off of her, and she didn't
hesitate in the slightest to use one hand to cup her mons before
taking my hand with the other. In the bathroom, I got the shower
started and adjusted to her specifications as she stood next to me.
When she was ready, the two of us got in and had a fun time getting
each other cleaned up. I was behind her, industriously lathering her
breasts when she let my cum run out of her. When she slid one of her
fingers inside herself to make sure she was cleaned out, I was
watching; after she saw my penis twitch, she released a theatrical
sigh before grinning at me.
Once we were cleaned up and dried off, it was back to my room so the
two of us could spoon on my bed. I was behind her and holding her
breast in my hand as the two of us talked -- mostly her asking me
different questions about love, and trading values with other people.
I made sure that she understood when I told her something I knew from
actual experience, and when I didn't. That went on for nearly an hour
before Nadia asked "Danny? When you made love with me... it felt so much
better than I thought it would, and you made me SO happy, and I know
I'll always smile when I remember it... and I don't want to say anything
to make you feel bad or embarrassed, but... was... was it just the one
time tonight? Or could we, you know, maybe do it again?"
Amused at the change in her, I kissed her ear and answered "It doesn't
have to be just the one time tonight if you don't want it to be. It'll
take a bit longer for me to climax, though."
I had to smile when she told me "I, uh, I'd like that." Feeling my
flaccid penis in the crease of her ass, she continued "I'll be glad to
get you ready again, if you want -- like use my mouth on you again..."
Nuzzling her ear (and making her shiver in response), I told her "That
would be nice, but maybe you can think of something that both of us
can do to get each other ready. Something we haven't done before that
you think would be really fun and sexy at the same time."
She considered that for several seconds, then hesitantly offered "I...
I've wondered how... how guys, um, take care of themselves. You know,
make themselves, uh, feel good." Blushing furiously, she continued "I
could, you know, do that for you while you do it for me. Would that
work?"
I knew I didn't have to answer when my cock started to erect at the
idea of the two of us masturbating for each other; it took only a
second for her to feel my response, and she turned her head to look at
me as she asked "You... you'd like that? You wouldn't think it was gross
or anything?"
"Not even a little bit", I assured her. "I'd really like to see that."
She searched my face for a few moments, as though needing to make sure
that I wasn't joking. When she realized I wasn't, she moved away from
me a little bit, then shifted herself closer to the headboard on my
bed. Leaning back against it, she brought her knees up and spread her
legs before giving me a look that let me know I was lagging too far
behind. I quickly mirrored her position by sitting opposite her and
leaning back slightly to support myself on my arm. That left each of
us with a clear view of the other, and it was Nadia that got things
going by putting her hand on her mons and slowly drawing the tip of
her finger up through the cleft of her sex.
When I got my hand wrapped around my semi-erect penis, Nadia's eyes
immediately locked on the sight -- a few moments later, I watched her
labia begin to peek out at me from her cleft as they got longer in
response to her increasing arousal. Her fingers stayed busy between
her thighs as she watched me begin to stroke myself; it was easy to
see her clitoris responding to her tender ministrations, and the area
between her labia begin to shine as she got more excited. Seeing her
getting more and more aroused had the same impact on me; it didn't
take long for me to become fully erect. I continued to slowly slide my
hand up and down my stiff cock as Nadia pleasured herself: dipping her
finger into the entrance to her vagina and collecting the oils there
to use them as the lubrication she needed while she twirled her
fingertip around her clitoris; moaning softly as she slid first one
finger, then two, into herself -- and leaving her drooling slit not
quite completely closed when she pulled them out again; her labia
getting a little longer and darker and thicker as her arousal
ratcheted higher and higher.
A drop of pre-cum appeared on the end of my cock, and Nadia's
excitement grew even faster as she began licking her lips. She had
started rocking her hips as her hand became more insistent between her
smooth thighs when I used the end of my finger to collect the drop of
pre-cum on the tip of my erection; her look of disappointment turned
into delight when I lifted my hand and offered her the small sample of
my semen. She had to lean forward only a little bit to open her mouth
and clean the proffered drop with her tongue; she'd barely pulled her
tongue back in and closed her mouth again when her body began to spasm
with the start of an orgasm.
Being able to watch as Nadia experienced her release was erotic as all
get-out, and made me glad that I'd only masturbated enough to keep
myself hard; there isn't a doubt in my mind that if I'd been anywhere
near cumming, watching HER do it would have been enough to push me
over the edge. Even so, it seemed like a good idea to release my penis
to make sure that didn't happen.
When Nadia opened her eyes again, she looked at me blankly for a
second or two before her eyes went to my stiff dick. After releasing a
deep, throaty moan, she declared "Oh, god, I need that!" before
quickly moving to straddle my hips. Reaching between us, she raised my
erection to the vertical and got herself positioned so it was pressing
against her opening. Holding me steady, she closed her eyes and
started lowering herself onto it; she was wet enough that she managed
to get nearly half of me inside before she had to raise up a little to
spread her juices on me, then easily got her tight little ass settled
onto the top of my legs. After a bit of wriggling, she managed to get
the last fraction of an inch of my penis through her portal, and
groaned her pleasure before opening her eyes again.
She leaned back to support her body with her arms as she began rocking
her hips so that she was moving perhaps an inch of my manhood in and
out of her vagina. With her tilted away from me, that gave me the
opportunity to start using my mouth and tongue on her breasts as I
caressed and massaged and squeezed the firm globes of her ass.
Between all the things that I was doing to her, and what she was doing
to herself, Nadia's arousal quickly reached its previous level; it
didn't take but a very few minutes before she was rocking herself on
me almost frantically as I felt her vagina begin tightening around me
as it had before. As her internal spasms grew in frequency and
duration, I was thankful for my own sexual physiology: having already
climaxed with her once not so long before, I was free to enjoy the
pleasure and novelty of being inside her when it happened without
having to worry that they'd have too great of an impact on me.
A few more minutes, and I had the distinct pleasure to fully
experience and delight in the feeling of Nadia's vagina around me as
she pressed herself down on me with the start of her second orgasm
since we'd cleaned up together. As the waves of pleasure coursed
through her body, I amplified them by arching my hips up so that my
pubic bone pressed against hers -- applying pressure to her clitoris,
and intensifying her pleasure and the tightening around my cock.
If I hadn't already had my arms mostly around her, she would have
fallen over backwards when her release had tapered off; I was able to
support her body as she told me "After two of those so fast, I'm too
damn tired to keep going... you're going to have to take over for a
while..." between gasps for air.
Managing to keep the two of us coupled, I was able to guide her to lay
down on the bed after I got my legs tucked under me and out of the
way. A little more re-positioning of myself, and I was able to begin
slowly sliding myself in and out of her while she moaned her pleasure.
I was essentially sitting on the bed with my legs folded next to me,
which meant that my hands and arms were free -- which lasted only until
I began caressing her body between bouts of playing with her breasts...
gently squeezing them, rolling her nipples between my thumb and
forefinger, softly pinching and pulling on her nipples, and trying to
memorize the size and feel of her areolas with my fingertips, among
other things. I would also ease a hand between us so I could brush my
thumb across her clitoris, or firmly press on it in time with my
thrusts into her. In short order, her head was tossing and her hair
flying as I fanned the flames of her lust and desire.
The faint swaying of her firm breasts as I repeatedly plunged myself
into her was an appealing sight, and I eventually gave in to the urge
to get my lips on her young mammaries again. When I fastened my mouth
on the peak of one of her breasts, her groan of pleasure was deep and
long; sucking on it while carefully "chewing" on her nipple enticed
her into generating an assortment of throaty sounds of increasing
arousal.
As nice as Nadia's tits were, the position I was in was a little
awkward; when my back began to complain, I sat up again and went back
to simply playing with them (and her body, and her clitoris) as I
continued sliding my erection in and out of her. With my strokes being
slower and longer than her movements on me had been, it took a bit
more time for her to begin to approach her next climax -- which gave ME
that much more time to enjoy the feeling of burying my hard cock into
the tight, wet, and almost hot casing of her womanhood as my bedroom
was filled with the sounds and smells of our coupling.
Once again, there was no doubting when she was getting close to having
another orgasm -- the regular tightening of her vagina around my
pistoning penis was a clear signal that she was approaching her
release. As tired as she'd been after having two orgasms fairly close
together already, I didn't think I'd better do anything to prolong or
intensify the next one. Instead, I simply continued thrusting in and
out of her in the same rhythm that I'd been using.
Over the course of the next few minutes, Nadia's climax moved steadily
closer; when it finally arrived, she nearly screamed as the
accumulated pleasure found a release. She all but convulsed with the
first wave of it as she got almost painfully tight around me before
the cycle of tighten-loosen-tighten-loosen took effect. The addition
of more of her juices as she continued to climax were more than could
fit in the little bit of her vagina that wasn't filled with my cock...
each time I pressed myself into her, I could feel the surplus escape
her to try and soak into our pubic hair -- and when that was saturated,
to be spread onto my balls, and even my thighs.
When she got her breath back again, I was surprised to hear her softly
command "Stop. Please stop."
I did, of course, and was looking down at her in concern as she told
me "If we keep going like this, I'm afraid the next one will kill me...
that one was bigger than the other two together. Going slower like
this just lets it build up even more before I orgasm. Is there any way
you can be in me that lets you move faster? Even if you finish before
I do, it'll be okay, 'cause I still really like having you in me."
Lowering my body to bring our heads closer, I softly kissed her before
answering "Of course we can do that. Really, I'm not trying to kill
you with sex!", trying to draw a smile from her.
I did, before she told me "No, I know you're not trying to kill me...
I'm just enjoying this a WHOLE lot more than I thought I would -- or
could. If I keep going to bed with you, I'm going to have to start
working out or something, to build up my stamina, is all. What do you
want me to do?"
I kissed her again, then told her "If you can get on your hands and
knees, I'll get behind you and we can do it that way."
She considered it for a second, and I saw a gleam in her eye when she
asked "That's the same way dogs do it?"
I nodded, and she went on "I always have gotten excited when I saw that..."
I eased myself out of her, making her blush furiously when there was a
loud squelching noise as I pulled free. She rolled over and got to her
hands and knees before looking over at me and asking "Like this,
right?"
"That's it", I assured her before getting up and knee-walking my way
behind her. There was no way I wasn't going to take a few seconds to
enjoy the view I had of her -- her delightful ass and firm thighs
surrounding the dark wedge of her pubic hair, which was cleaved by the
glistening lips that bracketed the opening between them. I was brought
out of my reverie by her wiggling her butt at me as she plaintively
asked "Please?"
Moving close, I levered my erection down and got it wedged against the
entrance to her vagina. As wet as both of us were, I was able to bury
myself in her in a single slow thrust after putting my hands on her
hips. She tilted her head back and softly moaned as I again filled her
with my manhood.
From having my cock all the way inside her, it didn't take long for me
to begin pistoning myself in and out of her again. With the change in
position, I was able to move farther and faster, which had her
responding more quickly in return. Looking down, I could see as the
tight ring of her opening was pulled away from her when I slid myself
out, only to disappear again when I reversed direction. I also saw
that the rosette of her anus was shiny with the overflow of her
lubrication, and had to give myself a stern lecture to keep from
finding out how she'd respond if I tried anything with THAT part of
her.
Able to move more freely, I was able to find my pleasure more easily
as I continued to cycle my erection in and out of her -- and as my
pleasure increased, so did my enthusiasm. Remembering how she'd
reacted the first time, I wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to let
myself go more and more... trusting that she'd let me know if it got to
be too much.
Instead of being too much for her, it only seemed to stimulate and
arouse her even more as I thrust myself into her with gradually
increasing force. Several minutes passed with her lust and desire
growing steadily before I felt the first squeeze of her vagina around
my penis. Knowing that she was almost certainly going to climax again
only added fuel to the fires of my passion, prompting me to penetrate
her even faster and harder... and increasing HER passion apace.
In a race that can't really be "lost", I stuffed as much of myself as
I could into Nadia even as my cock began erupting -- and just barely
ahead of the start of her fourth and last orgasm. Each spray of my
semen into her was matched by her vagina clamping around me, and then
relaxing slightly. By the time it was over, I knew that I was done for
the night... and quite possibly the next day, too -- it was simply that
powerful and intense.
Nadia slowly lowered herself so that her butt came to rest on her
heels as she let the rest of herself lower the rest of the way to the
bed. I stayed with her, keeping my deflating penis inside her and
covering her body with mine. That left my head just a little "below"
hers, leaving me free to begin applying kisses to her shoulders, and
the back and sides of her neck every so often -- letting her know that
I still cared about her, and how good she'd made me feel.
A couple of minutes went by before she quietly said "Dear god, if
anybody had told me that I'd not only have an orgasm the first time I
had sex, but go on to have FOUR more before the night was out, I'd
have thought they were crazy. But here I am, after having enjoyed
every god-damn minute of it. If this is what happens when people love
each other, then the rest of the world has got to get it's act
together and try this -- there is no way in hell that anybody could
have a war while they're feeling like I do right now."
Having gotten my breath back (mostly), I chuckled before telling her
"I think maybe this is one of the reasons that Janet and I don't fight
-- the 'make up' sex would be too much!", making Nadia laugh briefly.
A minute or so later, she told me "I can tell you're going to slip out
of me any second now. The way I feel, it'll be all I can do to lay
down and try not to leak all over everything -- so I'd appreciate it if
you could get me a towel or something so we don't have to sleep in
some HUGE puddle tonight."
Laughing, I answered "Yeah, I can do that."
As predicted, it wasn't but a few seconds before my penis slipped free
of her. I hurried to get off of her so she could lay down, then just
as quickly made a quick dash to the bathroom for a towel. Back in my
room, I saw that Nadia had found the energy to tilt her pelvis up,
dramatically slowing the flow of my semen out of her. When we'd gotten
the towel situated to her satisfaction, I made a more relaxed trip to
get a warm damp washcloth and hand towel. In my room again, Nadia
tried to protest when I began wiping her off, but she didn't have the
energy to do anything about it. After I'd washed and dried her from
knees to navel, I calmly did the same for myself before taking
everything to the laundry hamper, followed by a side trip to get cold
sodas (a couple each) for us.
Setting the sodas on my night table, I got back into bed with Nadia
and moved to snuggle with her -- earning myself a pleased smile and
sigh of happiness. When I put my hand on Nadia's belly, she quickly
moved it to her breast and put her hand over it to hold it there.
We stayed like that for several minutes before Nadia told me "I knew
you loved me... I mean, after how nice you were that night, and the way
you made me feel so good, and everything. And then I asked you if
you'd be the first guy I was with, and you said you would, and you
made it so nice and right for me. Then, after all that, you made love
with me AGAIN, and made me feel so much better than I could even
imagine. I still know that we're not going to be boyfriend and
girlfriend, but that's okay because I know that you still love me --
and how much. And even better, I know why you love me... and it's not
because of what we did tonight. Ever since you and Janet told me why
you love me, I've been thinking about it; I know what kind of person I
am, and what kind of person I want to be... and I've started trying to
BE that person. Some of my other friends have already told me that I'm
different, somehow, and they like me better, so I know that I'm
getting it right. My parents are happier with me, too, 'cause I gave
up some of the friends that they didn't like when I realized what
those people were really like. I'm even happier that Janet and I are
best friends, because even just being around her, I'm learning how to
be a better person. Then when I talk with her about stuff, she helps
me understand things. She never, ever tells me what she thinks I
should do; she just helps me figure out what's really important to ME
so I can decide better. Both of you are so nice to me, I don't know
how I can ever pay you back for all the things I've learned from you,
or all the good you've done for me."
"If you don't mind hearing something our Mom and Dad say?", I asked.
"Of course not!"
"Instead of trying to pay back me or Janet, see if there are other
people that you can help understand what you've gotten from us. You
were willing to listen to what we had to say about loving people, so
when you find someone else that's interested, explain it to them."
She turned her head to look at me, and solemnly said "I will, Danny. I promise."
In response, I just kissed her and got a smile in return.
A few minutes later, I asked her "Did you want to clean up before we
go to bed? It's fine with me if you don't."
She considered it for a few moments, then answered "Yeah, a quick
rinse would make me feel better." After giving me the Eye, she added
"I GUESS it would be okay if you cleaned up with me, if you wanted to
-- but you've got to promise to not, like, molest me or anything."
Keeping my expression serious, I asked "If there's no molesting, then
what's the point?" -- making her laugh.
With that, the two of us got up and went in to rinse off the rest of
the dried residue of our lovemaking. There was some molestation along
the way, not all of it by me. We got back to my room, and it was Nadia
that observed "This room smells like you've had two or THREE girls in
here, not just one!"
"Yeah... great, isn't it?", I asked, making her blush faintly. Once we
were in bed, we quickly got situated with her spooning in front of me;
I didn't hesitate to hold her breast in my hand as the two of us fell
asleep.

After that night, Nadia began visiting Sis and me more often than she
did before. It was usually after school, but the frequency that she
and Sis spent the night at her house or ours also increased. If she
stayed with Sis, there was a distinct possibility that she'd want to
spend some time with me -- if not the entire night, in my bed. The
hallway to my and Janet's rooms, and our shared bathroom, went off in
a different direction than the one that led back to Mom and Dad's
bedroom, his office, and the "spare" bedroom; I don't know that Mom
and Dad knew that Nadia was spending nights with me sometimes, but it
isn't something I'd be willing to bet against, either. But neither of
them ever said anything to me or Janet; they wouldn't say anything to
Nadia because they'd figure it was her decision as to which bedroom
she wanted to be in, and her responsibility to make sure that decision
was right for HER.
Of course, Nadia wasn't the only one of Sis' friends to visit, or even
spend the night. Nor were Janet's friends the only ones; there were
several of my buddies that would come over sometimes, too. Just as it
was with Sis' friends, the guys that came over got chances to see her
in just her bra and panties, and she got to see them. Most of the guys
were people that I'd known before starting high school, but some of
them were new friends, too; with them, there was a certain amount of
explaining on my part before they could really understand that Sis and
I were a lot more relaxed with each other than they were with their
sisters... and then for them to get used to seeing her.
When a couple of my best friends started bitching and moaning about
what passed for sex ed at school, and their ignorance of female
anatomy, I naturally inquired as to whether or not Janet would be
agreeable to helping them get educated. With the understanding that
she had no interest in any kind of additional relationship with them,
she agreed. After carefully sounding each of them out about the same
things that Sis had to concern herself with, each was separately
informed that Janet and I were even more comfortable with each other,
and closer, than they'd thought -- then given the opportunity to spend
some private time with her. Sis found it amusing that guys that were
usually so willing to talk and brag wanted their time with her to be
just the two of them, while girls that were a lot less outgoing about
such things were more agreeable to being together. Other than making
sure they behaved themselves (as in not trying anything Sis wasn't
agreeable to), I didn't inquire as to what went on; all I know is that
neither guy spent more than a couple of hours with her. Just as my
ongoing relationship with Nadia didn't have any impact on Sis and me,
neither did the limited time my friends spent with Sis. Janet and I
loved each other; neither of us felt any jealousy if the other wanted
to share their love with someone else.
When school ended, Sis and I had even more time available, of course --
not just for each other, but our friends, too. It wasn't uncommon for
one or the other of us to have a friend or two over for the day;
whichever one of us it was, the other would be considerate enough to
not intrude... except, perhaps, to see if the other (and guests) were
ready for lunch, needed or wanted anything to drink when we got
something, and so on.
It wasn't any big deal, then, for Sis to have a couple of friends
visiting one day. One of them was Nadia, the other was a girl by the
name of Jade Miller. Jade was Eurasian -- her father was an American
that had worked in Hong Kong for several years and married a Chinese
woman while he was there. The family had moved to our town the summer
before, so Jade was "new" to everybody. Sis became friends with her in
their shared Physical Education class because none of the other girls
wanted anything to do with her (almost certainly due to her incredible
beauty, Sis figured). Jade was an example of what happens when the
chromosomes of two different ethnicities get together and cooperate:
with luxuriously straight black hair that she wore to the middle of
her back, a distinct Asian caste to her features, and a naturally pale
tan skin tone, that side of her heritage was plain as could be. What I
figured were her dad's genetic contribution was that she was also of
about average height, trim (but not slender) build, and a bust that I
judged was just a trifle larger than Janet's. Not only did nearly all
the girls at school avoid her, her unmitigated beauty tended to
intimidate the hell out of the guys, further compounding the problem.
I'll admit to being thrown by her appearance at first, too; but after
she'd visited a couple of times and I started to get to know her a
little better, I found that she was intelligent, had a delightful
personality and impish sense of humor, and was generally quite
pleasant to be around. She also knew that she was attractive, but
didn't try to make anything of it.
Nadia and Jade had come over not long after Mom and Dad had left for
work, and they and Sis had disappeared into Sis' room. I didn't see
any of them all morning, so when it got close to lunch time, I thought
I'd check and see if they had any preferences for what to have. I
knocked on Janet's closed bedroom door, and when I didn't get an
answer after a few seconds, went ahead and opened it. I wasn't
anywhere near prepared for the sight that greeted me.
Sis was laying on the bed with Jade straddling her head as Janet
industriously licked the area between Jade's thighs; Nadia was on her
stomach, performing a similar service for Janet. The way they were
positioned, I had a clear view of the front of Jade's body -- her
generally conical breasts with dark brown nickel-diameter areolas that
sported visibly erect nipples. At the base of her abdomen, she had a
small narrow triangle of thick, black hair that was parted as a result
of her obvious arousal. Jade's hands were cupping her breasts as she
teased her nipples; I'd barely had time to take in the sight of them
when Jade opened her eyes and saw me. With a loud squeak, she tried to
cover her bust and get away from Janet's probing tongue; I immediately
apologized and closed the door, then went into the family room with
the vision of how Jade had looked before my eyes.
I must have sat there for over half an hour before Sis calmly walked
in naked and sat down next to me on the couch. I started to put my arm
around her, but she shook her head and told me "We need to talk,
first."
Turning myself so that I was facing her more, I waited patiently for
Sis to get her thoughts together before she told me "I know that must
have been a pretty big surprise, seeing us like that."
"Yeah, it was. I didn't know you liked girls, too", I responded.
"I really wasn't sure I did, until today. Nadia and I had kind of
fooled around a little bit... you know, touching and kissing... but it
wasn't until she told me that she loved me as much as she does you a
couple weeks ago that things got more... involved between us. That was
when we started using our fingers on each other to get each other off;
the next thing after that was licking our own juices off the other
person's hand. Of course we had to find out what it was like to lick
our OWN fingers and find out what the other one tasted like after
that. Both of us liked it, but we were still pretty nervous about
doing anything more -- not that we weren't willing, only that neither
of us was sure quite what to do. I thought that it couldn't hurt to
find out if Jade knew anything, and after Nadia and I both kind of
asked around it a little bit, she finally told us that she and her
best friend before used to 'do stuff' together. After Nadia and I
fessed up what we'd been doing, Jade opened up, too, and when we
stayed at Jade's house last week, we... we started learning things with
each other. We were afraid to go too far, though, because Jade's
parents were home. That's when we decided to get together today so we
could really find out what we wanted to know. Jade helped me and Nadia
learn how to make another girl feel good before Nadia practiced on me
and I practiced on Jade. That... that's when you saw us."
"Sis, if you can be happy with another girl like you are when it's us,
then I don't have any problem with it -- I'm just glad that you've got
somebody else that you can feel good with, like I do. I'm not going to
say anything to anybody about you or Nadia or Jade any more than I
would about you and me, or me and Nadia."
"I know that, Danny. Nadia knows it, too, mostly. She isn't afraid
that you'll say anything to anybody as much as she's a little worried
that you won't like HER as much if you know she likes girls, too."
"And Jade?"
Sis sighed heavily before answering "Jade's scared out of her wits.
The way the other girls were still treating her when school ended, she
still doesn't have all that many friends. Nadia and I have both tried
to explain to her that you would't say anything, but she doesn't seem
sure that we aren't just saying it to make her feel better -- even
after we, uh, told her about you and me, and you and Nadia."
I was surprised to hear that they'd talked about THAT to Jade, but
knew that Sis would have made sure it was okay first.
"The thing is", Sis went on, "Is that Jade doesn't really believe that
you and I would be together that way. Nadia does, of course, but
because she's never actually seen it, there's only so much she can say
to try and help me talk to Jade. That's a little bit of the reason
that I was still naked when I came in here: to at least try to show
Jade that you and I really are intimate enough that I'm okay about
being naked with you. But what's going to have to happen to really
convince her that everything is okay is... is if you and I are
together."
Smiling, I told Sis "I think I could handle that."
She didn't smile back at me as she replied "I expect you could --
except that it has to happen so that Jade knows we aren't just
pretending. She has to SEE us, before she'll really believe it."
Needless to say, that threw me off -- a lot. The intimacy that I'd
shared with Sis, and then Nadia, had been when it was just the two of
us. I wasn't real comfortable about the idea of making love with my
sister (or anyone, for that matter) with an audience. Sis knew what
was going on in my mind, and told me "I know, Danny. I'd like to keep
our time together just for the two of us, too. But after what Jade has
done to help me and Nadia, and her being one of my best friends... well,
I'm willing to do it, if that's what it takes to make sure she
understands that she doesn't have to be nervous or afraid about you
seeing us, and make her feel better."
Jade was Janet's friend, so I didn't know her that well; but what I
DID know about her, I liked. It didn't take me long to decide that if
Sis was okay with the two of us making love in front of Jade, then
there wasn't anything for ME to kick about. Janet saw what my answer
was without my having to say anything; she told me "You might as well
go ahead and get naked before we go back in -- everybody else is!"
After a brief stop at my room so I could get undressed, Sis and I were
hand in hand when we went back into her room. Jade and Nadia were
sitting at the head of the bed, leaning back against the headboard
with their legs crossed in front of them. Both were naked, and I
welcomed the chance to look Jade over even more closely. While her
nipples weren't erect, they were still a little longer than I was used
to; that much nearer her, I could discern that her bush wasn't just
thick, but lush and visibly soft. Between her slender thighs, I could
see that it was still divided by her labia, which were thin and
delicate looking. The area between them still gleamed faintly with her
oils, and I didn't have any trouble making out the faint aroma of her
-- something like citrus, yet tangy, too. I couldn't help wishing for
the chance to get MY head between her silken thighs.
As we sat down on the foot of her bed, Janet told Jade "Danny's here,
and I know it's because he loves me, just like we told you. I don't
think he's ever made love with someone else looking, so I don't know
how well this is going to work -- but we're going to at least try."
Jade nodded her understanding, and Sis and I turned and looked at each
other. Even just looking into her eyes, I knew that Sis didn't blame
me for the situation we were in... and that she not only felt
responsible for it, but that she was the reason I was involved, too.
Using only my eyes, I tried to let her know that I wasn't upset and
that I still loved her, no matter what. I know the message got through
because she smiled her relief to me; with her at ease, I leaned over
so the two of us could kiss. Through our lips, we reassured each other
that it was going to be okay.
When we pulled back from each other a little bit, we looked at each
other for several seconds as each of us silently told the other that
we loved them. Our next kiss was only a little longer, but much more
affectionate.
Several more kisses followed, each lasting a bit longer and getting
more involved as Sis and I gradually began to touch each other -- faces
and arms at first, then gradually including waists and hips and sides.
As we got more and more focused on each other, the fact that we had an
audience began to slip from our minds; my attention was entirely on
Janet when I finally brought my hand up to cup her warm breast, then
run my thumb over its nipple several times.
With my touch on her mammary, Janet's kisses began to shift from
affection to desire -- and I responded in kind. I continue my efforts
with Sis' breast by gently squeezing and caressing it, savoring its
smooth firmness, and teasing her areola and nipple. Without her having
to say a word, I knew that she wanted me to duplicate my efforts on
the other; it took only a few moments for me to get myself
re-positioned so that both hands were free to do just that.
I'd gotten the light brown peaks of both of her breasts standing proud
from the surrounding flesh when Janet and I had to give up kissing
each other because both of us were panting too much. By mutual accord,
we eased ourselves over to lay on the bed; Janet rolled onto her back,
giving me the opportunity to softly kiss her face several times before
expanding my efforts to include her neck and shoulders and throat as I
moved my lips closer and closer to the mounds of her bust.
She released a soft moan when I fastened my mouth on the peak of one
of her breasts, and moved her hands to my head -- like I had any
thought or intention of stopping what I was doing just then!
While my mouth and tongue were busy at one end of Janet's body, I was
moving the attention of my hand toward the other: softly caressing her
sides, and letting my fingertips trace random designs on her flat
belly. When my touch expanded enough to include the top of one of her
thighs, she readily spread her legs so that I could include their
insides... and the area between them.
As I continued to nurse at Janet's bust, my hand eventually found its
way to her mons. When I dipped the end of a finger between her labia,
I found them already slick with her oils, and the entrance to her
vagina almost radiating the heat that I knew lay within her. Moving my
fingertip higher, I discovered that her clitoris was already starting
to make an appearance. I happily spent a few minutes easing the end of
my finger into Sis' womanhood before using the lubrication she'd
provided to tease her clitoris into coming out farther and farther
from under its cloak. While I was doing all of that, Sis began arching
her pelvis up in welcome to my tender ministrations. I finally eased
my hand from between her thighs, and Sis pulled my arm up so she could
take my hand and softly suck her own essence off of the finger that
had been inside her while she looked into my eyes. The experience was
erotic as hell, and convinced me that it was time for me to sample her
essence myself.
After I'd kissed my way down her body, I spent several seconds
"combing" her soft, dark pubic hair with my lips before lowering my
body between her parted legs. Sis brought her knees up and spread her
legs to give me easy access to the core of her womanhood. Both of us
had grown since the first time we'd had any kind of intimacy, and Sis'
pubic hair had grown to cover her entire mons; at the bottom of the
vee, however, it wasn't as thick as farther up -- I could still see her
cleft, and the labia within. Because I'd used my finger to pleasure
her a little bit, the area bracketing her opening was shiny with her
juices and smelled delicious to me. After taking a few moments to
enjoy the sight of her, I lowered my head and eased the end of my
tongue out to collect a sample of her essence... and finished that
initial effort with a brief "flip" of my tongue across her clitoris,
causing her to arch her hips up slightly as she softly gasped her
pleasure. Holding what I could of her cute butt in my hands, I
cheerfully began doing what I could to ratchet her pleasure and desire
to higher and higher levels -- and enjoyed every moment of it. That I'd
never succeeded in worming my tongue through the entrance to her
vagina didn't stop me from making yet another try, and drawing happy
noises from Sis during the attempt. Her clitoris was an easy target,
and she reacted favorably to the various forms of deviltry I performed
on it. In between, I was happy to gather what I could of her nectar
before enticing her into producing more of it.
She was almost writhing on the bed and practically dripping her juices
when I lifted my head from between her smooth thighs. When I did, she
raised her head to look at me as she said "Now it's my turn!" in eager
anticipation. As I moved my body "up" toward her head, she was moving
hers down; when the position was right, I settled onto the bed on my
back. It wasn't but a few seconds until Sis had my semi-erect penis in
her hand, and no more than a couple more before she had me completely
in her mouth.
Knowing me as she did, she was able to apply just the right amount of
suction as she used her limber and talented tongue to stimulate me
into getting longer and harder between her lips. I was almost
completely erect when she began a slow bobbing of her head to arouse
me even more. I was as hard as I could be (!) when she raised her head
to pull her lips off of my manhood... leaving a film of her saliva
behind on me.
Looking at her, I could see the combination of her love and desire for
me as she brought herself up to straddle my hips. Reaching between us,
she levered my erection up and got it positioned against the tight
ring of her opening. We looked deeply into each others eyes as she
slowly lowered herself onto my staff; she only had to pause to
redistribute her oils on my once before her tight butt was resting on
my legs. She leaned forward then, putting her hands on each side of my
head to support her body with her arms before she began arching her
hips to slide herself up and down. The position she was in, it was
easy for me to get my hands on her breasts and begin caressing and
gently squeezing them, and softly pinching and pulling on her erect
nipples. After a bit of that, I raised up enough that I could start
sucking on the tan peaks of her mammaries while continued to use my
hands on them.
Sis and I were so attuned to each other that when she began to get a
little tired, I took over the activities by thrusting myself up into
her while she rested; the transition was gradual and seamless. When I
began to tire, Sis was ready to resume her efforts... and again, the
transfer was accomplished quickly and easily. As we were making love,
Sis and I exchanged a number of kisses -- from brief and loving to
longer and more impassioned; while we were so engaged, I moved my
hands from her breasts to caress her sides and back, and the outsides
of her thighs, and to gently massage and squeeze the firm globes of
her ass.
Neither of us was trying to draw out our pleasure, but we weren't
trying to make it happen any sooner, either... we were simply sharing
our hearts and bodies with each other, and enjoying it for however
long it lasted.
We'd shifted over to Janet moving herself on top of me for the second
time when I began to get the signals that let me know she was getting
close to having an orgasm. I was enjoying what we were doing, too, and
figured that when she climaxed, so would I. There was a distinctly
liquid sound in the room as Sis started moving herself on me farther
and faster, and I could see that she'd developed an aroused blush that
came all the way down to her chest. Knowing how aroused and close she
was only added to MY pleasure, and I was ready to give myself over to
my own climax when she practically slammed herself down on me with a
deep groan just ahead of her vagina getting wonderfully tight around
me as her orgasm began.
It didn't take but a few seconds of her tight, wet sheath spasming
around me for me to find my own release; with a groan of my own, I
pressed myself up into her as I emptied myself into her.
When it was over for both of us, Sis lowered her body to lay on top of
me; I delighted at the closeness of her, and was glad to be able to
put my arms around her and hold her as both of us got our breathing
and senses back. As nice as she felt around me, it took a little while
before my penis finally shrank enough to pull free of her. When it
happened, Sis made a small noise of disappointment before letting me
know that she wanted to lay on the bed next to me. I gave her what
help I could, and it wasn't long before we were laying there holding
hands as we looked at each other.
I didn't remember about Nadia and Jade until I felt a pair of lips
being wrapped around my wet and sticky penis; next to me, Sis' eyes
got big, then closed again as she smiled. When I looked down, I saw
that it was Jade that was enthusiastically cleaning the combined
residue of Janet's and my lovemaking; Nadia had taken it upon herself
to perform a similar service for Janet: her head was between Sis'
thighs as she audibly dealt with my cum as it flowed out of Sis.
Jade finished first, and moved to sit at the head of the bed again,
blushing slightly when she realized that I'd watched what she'd done.
A minute or two later, Nadia sat up as well, then blushed slightly
before moving to sit next to Jade again. When I looked at the two of
them, it was easy to see that both of them had gotten extremely
aroused by what they'd just witnessed: I could easily see two sets of
parted and shiny labia, as well as dual pairs of erect nipples.
After a bit, Sis and I were both able and ready to sit up again. When
we did, we were facing Jade and Nadia when Jade said "After seeing
that, I can believe that you really do love and care for each other --
even more than you've been able to say. After you looked at each
other, it was like Nadia and me weren't even here, you were so into
each other. I could tell that you weren't doing anything special just
because of us; it was so easy to see that you were just showing each
other your love, and that both of you were trying to make the other
one feel good with what you were doing. Watching you was so romantic
and sexy at the same time... it even kinda makes me with that I was that
close with one of MY brothers."
Following that, Nadia told us "From everything he's said and done, I
knew you two loved me. But after seeing that, now I know how much more
you love each other. When you were done, and I saw Jade start to use
her mouth to clean Danny, I knew I wanted to do the same thing for
you, Janet -- it was like a way to say 'thank you' for letting me see
something that beautiful."
Blushing faintly, Jade explained "That was kind of what I felt, too.
As much as I like how a girl tastes, I thought a guy's stuff would
taste good, too... so when you were done, I wanted to find out with
Danny. I... I liked it -- a lot! -- and if Nadia hadn't beat me to it, I
would have cleaned you up, too, Janet."
We only had to exchange a brief glance for Sis to know that I was fine
with her speaking first. Looking at Nadia and Jade again, she told
them "I don't think Danny and I have ever just had sex. Even when all
we really want to do is make each other feel good, we both know that
we still love each other. This was the first time that Danny or I have
ever been together like that where anyone else could see -- not because
we're ashamed or anything about it, but because we love each other
enough to think of it as something PRIVATE between the two of us. When
I went to get him, I told Danny that I was okay about both of you
seeing it because I love and care about both of you enough that I'm
willing to share what has always been something just for him and me.
And because he loves and trusts me as much as he does, he was willing
to do what I wanted. Nadia, you already know how much Danny loves you,
and that I love you, too. Jade, you're one of my best friends, and
because of how much I care about YOU, I wanted to do whatever I could
to show you that it really was okay for you and me and Nadia to be
together like this... that not only wouldn't Danny say anything about
what he saw us doing with anyone else, he wouldn't even say anything
to YOU about it unless you said something first. I know what kind of
person Danny is, and how he thinks about people; I don't doubt for a
second that he at least LIKES you -- and maybe even loves you, the way
he does me and Nadia."
Jade looked at me, and the expression on her face (so much for the
"inscrutable Oriental", I thought to myself) told me that she wanted
and needed to hear it from me. I didn't have any reluctance about
telling her "I do like you, Jade. I would, anyway, because you're one
of Janet's best friends. But it's even more than that. You're smart,
and friendly, and helpful, and patient, and a lot of other things that
I think are good -- so I love you for them, just like I love Nadia. I
don't love you, or Nadia, as much as I do Janet, but I'm willing to do
what I can if there's something you need help with... like today. I
suppose I could have told Sis that I wanted her and I to keep our
lovemaking private, and you would have eventually figured out that I
wouldn't say anything about what I saw to anybody. But it would have
taken time before you understood that, and I figured you'd be pretty
nervous, or even scared, until then. I like -- which is another way of
saying 'love' -- you enough that I didn't want you have to go through
that... so I agreed to come in here."
"How can you love me that way? And that much?", she wanted to know.
I had to smile before I answered "Sis told me that she and Nadia tried
to explain it to you before she came out to get me."
"They did -- but I want to hear what YOU say, too."
Taking a deep breath, I asked her "Remember that day that you had to
get all those books from the basement to the library at school? How
you were trying to figure out how to get that cart up the stairs?"
She nodded, and I went on "How many people saw you, and just kept going?"
I could see the sadness in her eyes as she answered "A lot of them."
"Wouldn't it be fair to say that those people didn't like you, if they
were willing to let you keep having as much of a hard time as you
were?"
After she nodded, I went on "I saw you, and stopped to help -- even
before you and Janet became such good friends. Don't you think it
would be fair to say that I did like you, because I was willing to
help?"
Another nod from her, and I continued "When I did that, I only knew a
little bit about you from when you'd been over here. But even then, I
knew enough that I liked you... so I helped you, just like I would any
other friend. That was way back at the beginning of school last year;
since then, I've gotten to know you better, and learned what a good
person you are -- that smart and friendly and other stuff I already
told you. Now, if I was willing to help you with those books when I
only knew a little bit about you, don't you think I'd be willing to
help you with even more now that I know you better?"
"But that still isn't the same as LOVING me", she stated.
"Isn't it?", I asked. "Take what I just told you about helping you,
and instead of the word 'like', use the word 'love'. Does that really
change anything?"
All of us watched as she considered it for a few seconds before
quietly telling me "No, it doesn't -- not even a little bit. But aren't
'like' and 'love' two different things?"
Smiling again, I had a question of my own: "Are they?"
Surprised, she listened as I told her "That's something our Mom and
Dad -- mostly Dad -- have helped me and Janet understand... that 'like'
and 'love' are basically the same thing, just different... strengths, I
guess you could say. 'Like' is just kind of watered-down love, the
same way the stuff they serve in the cafeteria at school is
watered-down drink mix; if you can get the stuff you don't need or
want out of the 'like', then you have love, just like the stuff at
school would have more flavor if you could get the extra water out of
it."
She sat silently for several seconds, thinking about what I'd said
before she wanted to know "You and Janet... you love people like that?
Thinking about what kind of person they are and everything, and then
loving them on purpose? You choose to love someone else the same way
you'd choose a car or something?"
"It isn't quite like that", I told her. "It isn't like we go shopping
for people like we'd shop for a car -- trying different ones to see
which ones we like most. What we do, really, is just look at the
people that we DO meet. When we find the things that we like in that
person, we spend more time with them so we can learn what they're
really like. If we find even more good stuff in them, then we like
them more, and spend more time with them and love them more."
"That really works?"
"Sure. Did you feel the same way about Janet when you first met her as
you do now? Think about why you feel differently about her now than
you did then."
All three of us watched as Jade was occupied with her own thoughts for
a while before she focused her attention on me again.
"Okay, I can see what you're saying -- but why is it so obviously so
much more between you and Janet?", she wanted to know.
"Because we're doing what you just did all the time, and doing it on PURPOSE."
She blinked a couple of times, then got surprisingly intense before
asking "Doing that makes that much of a difference? Why?"
Calmly, I answered "Yeah, it really makes that much of a difference.
If you're doing it all the time, then when the other person does
something, you know what happened and when and why. That way, you have
it in the front part of your brain where you can really think about
it, and decide whether you like it or not, and how much. And when you
can do that, it makes it a LOT easier to choose how to react to it. If
you like it, then you can tell the other person so, and it maybe gives
them a reason to keep doing it. If you don't, you can think of a nice
way to say so, and maybe get the other person to change if they want
to. If you're doing it on purpose, then you're never really surprised
how things turn out with other people. I mean, think about it -- if
you're always looking at what someone else is doing, and why, then
you've got a pretty good idea of what they think about YOU, too. If
you're honest enough to think about what other people are really like,
then it's a pretty safe bet that you're going to be JUST as honest
about what YOU'RE like, and know why they like or love you in return;
and both of you know that as long as you're the kind of person the
other one loves, they'll love you. I told you that I like you -- love
you -- for your patience, and how helpful and friendly you are... so you
know that as long as you're like that, I'll love you. And because you
know that I love you for what's good in you, you know that as you get
to be an even better person, I'll love you even more. With Janet and
me, both of us are doing that all the time, like I said; because we
know that both of us are doing it, then we know that the other one
loves US, the same way and for the same reasons that we love them."
Taking a breath, I continued "If you'll think about it, I expect
you'll understand that loving and knowing someone else that way also
builds the kind of trust that not many people have with another
person. I know and love Janet enough that I was willing to trust her
when she said that me coming in here and making love with her would
help you. I know and love Nadia enough that I trust she'll understand
that just because I made love with my sister, it doesn't mean that I
love HER any less -- because I know SHE knows and loves me enough to
trust ME. I know it sounds kind of circular, and it is... because it's
the kind of thing that builds on itself. When Nadia first started
coming over here, I know that she wouldn't have trusted me as much as
she does now. Once she got to know me, and find out what kind of
person I am -- or at least TRY to be -- she started to love me. With the
good things she has inside, I started to love her, too; and as we
started to love each other, each of us payed more attention to the
other -- and found out that there was even more to love about the other
person. As the love between us grew, so did the trust. I'm not
perfect, and neither is Nadia... but both of us trust that the other one
is always trying to become a better person, because we know and love
each other."
At that point, Nadia spoke up to tell Jade "When I first realized that
I loved Danny, I thought I was an okay person... not great, but okay.
But after he talked to me about this stuff, and I started trying to do
what I knew he and Janet were, I've realized that I AM becoming
better. Like Danny says, not perfect -- not by a long shot; but BETTER...
and I never stop trying. Even my parents have noticed, and
complimented me on it."
Somewhat hesitantly, Jade told her "When I first met you, I thought
you were basically just 'okay', too. Then a few weeks after New Years,
I noticed a change in you -- a good one, that I really liked."
Nadia just smiled before answering "That was when Danny made love with
me the first time, and I started to understand what it is about him
and Janet. I wasn't used to being completely responsible for myself,
so it wasn't easy for me at first; but once I learned that I have to
know what I want before I can have it, it got easier. Of course,
having Janet and Danny loving me and trying to help when they could
did a lot, too."
Jade wanted to know "That was when Danny wanted to be with you the first time?"
Nadia grinned as she answered "No, he didn't want to be with me. I
wanted him to be the first guy I was ever with like that, because I
really liked the kind of guy he is -- I mean, I had already started to
love him for how patient and gentle and understanding he is, I just
didn't know it yet. Then when he was with me, and we made love and
talked... that's when I really knew that I DID love him, and why, and it
was SO much better than I'd thought it would be. Since then, we've
made love more; and every time, it's gotten better and better with
him. I mean, the physical part... that's good -- better than good, even.
It's knowing that I love him, and he loves ME, that makes it so
wonderful. I still go out on dates with guys and everything, 'cause
even though Danny and I love each other so much, I know it's too early
for me to think about settling down and having a family and stuff with
any guy. I know that Danny won't talk about me and him, so my parents
won't find out that I'm making love -- they'd probably think it was
just sex -- while I learn about things that I'll need to know when I go
off to college, and even after. After he saw us, I knew he wouldn't
say anything to anybody -- EVER. That's why it was Janet and me that
were trying to tell you it was okay."
Jade looked at Janet, then Nadia again, before asking "What Danny
said... it's what you were trying to tell me, isn't it? About love, and
knowing someone, and trust, and all of that."
Sis answered "Yeah", followed by Nadia's "Uh-huh."
"And even after you spent all that time trying to tell me, and I
wouldn't listen or believe you, you loved me enough to go get Danny
and come back in here -- giving up the private thing you had with him
so I'd feel better", looking at Sis.
"Sure. You're one of my best friends, and I love you. I didn't want
you to have go around worrying like I knew you would if we didn't."
Jade turned to look at me and asked "And you were willing to be with
Janet just because she said so, because you love her and trust her
THAT much."
"I said so, didn't I?"
Then she looked at Nadia to say "You thought enough of him that you
wanted him to be the first guy you were ever with -- and he made you
happy enough that you keep making love with him."
"Well, yeah."
Then, after looking at all of us, she quietly said "And all of you...
you're willing to sit here and answer my questions, and explain
everything again. And while you're doing that, you tell me that you
love ME, too... and not just that, but what it is about me that you love
-- and not one of you said ANYTHING about how I look... just what was
inside me."
I suppose if Mom or Dad had been there, they'd have recognized what
happened to Jade; me and Sis, and Nadia, we didn't have a clue. All we
could tell was that she appeared to be off in her own dimension,
looking at something none of the rest of us could see while not paying
the slightest bit of attention to us.
When she came out of whatever alternate reality she was in, Jade
looked at all of us with tears in her eyes as she exclaimed "All of
you... you DO love me... and so much!", looking like she wanted and needed
to hug somebody.
She looked at all of us again before suddenly launching herself at me,
surprising the hell out of me; I figured that if she was going to go
hugging somebody, it would have been Nadia, maybe, or more likely, Sis
-- I mean, they were girls, too, and I didn't have any reason to think
that she had any interest in ME. That was how it happened that Jade
was able to knock me onto my back, and lay with her body on mine as
she hugged me and cried into my chest. When I looked at Sis and Nadia,
both of them were smiling at what had happened, and looking like they
were ready to start crying in sympathy with Jade. As a kid, it hadn't
taken me long to figure out that crying was some kind of female group
activity... kind of like how they went to the bathroom in bunches in a
public place.
So having Sis and Nadia looking as though they were about to start
crying, too, was something of a distraction from the feel of Jade
laying on top of me. As cool as her body felt, her breasts felt warm
where they were pillowed against my chest. I put my arms around her to
try and comfort her, and when I started to gently stroke her back, I
discovered just how soft and smooth her skin was.
While I tried to settle Jade down again, Sis got up and left her room;
when she came back, she had a hand towel from the bathroom. She tried
to give it to Jade, but Jade was apparently too preoccupied to notice
it. I went ahead and took it, instead, setting it where it would be
handy when it was needed. Sis got back onto the bed, electing to sit
at the headboard, next to Nadia. The two of them held hands and
whispered to each other while I was busy with Jade.
After a while, Jade lifted her head to look at me and say "I'm sorry, Danny."
Well and truly confused, I had to ask "Whatever for?"
"For getting all hysterical, and knocking you down and laying on you,
and crying on you."
"Like I said -- what are you apologizing for? It was pretty obvious
that whatever it was that you zoned out on us about, it was pretty
serious. If you wanted to hang on to me, and cry on me, and all that,
it's okay with me. I was still waterproof when I checked in the shower
this morning...", I said, trying to draw a smile from her.
The best she could manage just then was a little half-grin, but that
was better than crying, as far as I was concerned. When I offered her
the towel Sis had brought back, she readily accepted it and began
drying her eyes and face. When she was done with that, she blushed
faintly as she dried the tears that had accumulated on me.
"Well, I'm still sorry about it", she told me. "It's just that it all
kind of... clicked in my mind -- what you said, and what Nadia and Janet
told me. All of a sudden it all made sense, and I could see how it
worked, and how I couldn't help but be a better person if I started
doing the things that you do. And then on top of that, I realized that
you love me -- all three of you -- and how much... and it made me so sad
and happy at the same time I thought I'd just die."
After I gave her a brief hug, I replied "Okay, the happy I can
understand. But sad?"
"Yeah. I felt so sad that so many people will never know what it
really feels like to love somebody the way you love me, and I love
you, and how GOOD that can feel. I mean, to know and love and trust
another person that much, and to care for them the way you've cared
for me before I really understood it... that there's people walking
around that are looking for something to make their lives better... and
know that THIS would help them so much -- yeah, I'm sad for them."
"I can understand that, Jade. But it doesn't have to be that way -- at
least, not like, forever or anything. What Sis and I know, we learned
from our Mom and Dad; they've got some friends that they helped
understand this, too. Dad says that if every person that understands
all this stuff will pass it along to several other people, it won't
take long before anybody that wants to can learn how to be as happy as
they want for their whole life, and won't have to worry about the ones
that don't."
"That's something else I realized. You and Janet and Nadia... none of
you has ever tried to tell me what to do or what to think, like you
would if you were part of some kind of religion or cult or something.
When I had problems with some of the girls at school, all Janet ever
did was get me to really think about whatever the problem was so that
I could find a solution that would work for ME. That was part of what
made me like her, at first: she didn't do stuff to be popular or fit
in, she did what she wanted to, no matter what anyone else said."
I had to smile as I told her "That's something else we've learned from
Mom and Dad -- to do what we know is right, no matter what."
"Well, it works pretty good. I was having a hard time when I first
started school, but after Janet and I became friends, it was a LOT
easier. Some of the kids would ask me such stupid stuff, like did I
know kung fu, just because they could see that I'm part Chinese; Janet
would just ask THEM something to make them realize that they were
being assholes... 'scuse me."
I just grinned as I told her "It's okay. I think I know some of the
ones you're talking about, and that's pretty much what they are."
"ANYWAY", she said, "I just wanted to make sure that you knew that I
appreciate you letting me cry on you and everything. After you and
Janet... you know, made love, I wasn't afraid that you'd say anything
about me being with another girl. Then when you and Janet and Nadia
started talking to me, and I started hearing you tell me what you
think of me, it was kind of like being in school and hearing the
teacher say something that suddenly helps you understand what they're
talking about. I didn't really understand ALL of it, but when I asked,
you were willing to keep talking to me and answering all my questions.
Then when I did understand it, I practically attacked you because I
needed somebody to hold me right then."
"I was glad to do it -- you're nice to hold."
Only then did she seem to realize that she WAS still laying on me... and
that both of us were naked. I was surprised at how bashful she looked
as she moved to sit up again, then blush when she realized that Janet
and Nadia had been witness to everything that had happened. When she
turned to look at them, Janet told her "It's okay, Jade. I think that
what just happened to you is what Mom calls 'getting it' -- when
somebody suddenly understands everything that Danny and I grew up
learning from her and Dad. She's told us how some of her friends, and
some kids that she and Dad taught about this stuff, acted when it
happened to them; I don't think that what happened for you was much
different that what THEY went through. From what Mom and Dad have
said, it's a pretty powerful thing to learn in a short time, and then
know what it means and how it works. You wanted to hold Danny, and
that's fine. If you'd gone for me or Nadia, that would have been fine,
too."
Embarrassed, Jade told her "I believe you, about it being fine. Part
of the reason that I was willing to try stuff with other girls in the
first place was because boys kind of scared me -- even my brothers. So
when I 'got it' like you said, I realized that I don't have to be. I
guess I wanted me and Danny to hold each other to, I don't know, prove
to myself that I wasn't afraid any more. I just forgot that all of us
were naked and everything... not that I'm worried about being naked with
Danny, I just didn't want to, uh, bother him."
After taking her hand in mine, I told Jade "Don't worry about it.
You're a very pretty girl, but I'm not going to go crazy if you want
us to hold hands or each other, naked or not. I liked holding you, and
it would make me happy if it happens again... but only if that's what
YOU want, too. If you want to practice not being afraid of guys with
me, I'd like that -- but it's your choice, not mine. Okay?"
Jade seemed uncertain, and Nadia told her "Before Danny and I made
love, I wanted to learn about guy stuff -- you know, his penis and all
that. It wasn't just looking, either; he didn't mind if I wanted to
touch and move things around, too. It took a while before he even
began to get excited. After that part was done, I wanted to learn
about some boy-girl stuff... kissing and touching, and maybe even using
our mouths on each other. Danny was fine with that part, too; he never
ever did anything to push me or make me feel like there was anything I
had to do. From what he said, and the way he acted, I KNEW that he
really wouldn't be upset or angry or anything if I decided I wanted us
to stop."
To that, Janet added "He was the same way with me when we started
learning this stuff. He never 'tested' me to see if I was ready for
something or not, and he always made sure that I knew we could stop
any time I wanted to, for ANY reason. The last person in the world you
should be afraid of is Danny; if you want to learn how to be with a
guy, he's the one to start with 'cause you'll have to push HIM a
little bit, he's so considerate."
Jade turned to look at me again, and I lifted her hand so I could give
her palm a soft kiss before releasing it with a smile.
She seemed to consider something for a bit before telling all of us
"I... I think I would like to start learning about being with a guy with
him. Maybe just a little bit this time, and more later."
Janet calmly asked "Did you want it to be just you and him? Because
Nadia and I can go somewhere else, if you do."
Jade quickly told her "Oh, no, I didn't mean it that way! I still want
to be with both of you and do stuff today; I just meant that it's okay
with me if Danny's here, too, and... and maybe does stuff with us. I
thought it was really sexy when he was with you, Janet, and I was
thinking that I could, you know, learn about guy stuff while he's with
you or Nadia. Then if he wanted to, it would be okay with me if he,
you know, touched me. Not just my boobs, but even... even between my
legs, and maybe used his mouth on me. I'm just not sure that I could
do anything like that for him, though", the last apologetically toward
me.
I could see that she felt better when I told her "Thank you for
letting me stay. I was surprised when I saw all of you, but I thought
it looked really sexy, too. If you want to learn about guy parts with
me, that's fine, I don't mind at all; and I'd like to be able to touch
you... your skin is so soft and smooth. As for the other stuff -- we'll
just see how that works out. If you decide you aren't ready to do
anything with me, then that's the right decision for YOU, and that's
all I need to be okay with it."
Nadia spoke up then, telling her "IF things get to that point, then I
or Janet would be glad to take of it if you didn't want to -- both of
us like the way his juice tastes, too. All of us love each other,
Jade... it doesn't matter who does what with who, as long as we're all
happy when we're done."
After Nadia was done, Jade looked at Sis, who just smiled and nodded
her agreement. Understanding then that she didn't have to worry about
anything while she was with any (or all) of us, Jade gave us all a
happy smile before simply telling us "Thank you."
It didn't take much discussion for all of us to agree on how to get
things started again. I got stretched out on Sis' bed with Nadia
straddling my face so that Jade could check out my parts, with Sis
providing answers to any questions Jade had. They were done well
before Nadia and I decided to give it a rest; when Nadia did a
slow-motion crash back onto the bed, I discovered that Jade and Sis
were enthusiastically trying to get each other off -- and apparently
doing a damn fine job of it, judging from the sounds each was making.
Since they'd started out with the intent of pleasuring each other, I
got up and moved to Janet's chair so the three of them would have more
room... and so I'd have a better seat while I quietly watched them give
and receive so much pleasure with each other.
After Jade and Sis finished and got their breath back, they welcomed
the addition of Nadia; it didn't take them long to get themselves
arranged much as they'd been when I first saw them with Nadia's head
between Sis' thighs while Sis was doing much the same thing to Jade,
who was providing the stimulation to Nadia. Much to my amazement (and
delight), all three of the climaxed at almost the same time; when
they'd recovered, they simply reversed the direction of the ring so
that each of them was tending the one that had been pleasuring HER.
When that cycle ended, all three of them were so obviously bombed in
after-sex glow that I left to get drinks and some munchies for
everybody; when I got back with a loaded tray, all three had recovered
enough to hail me as their savior.
After we were all refreshed again, Jade told me that she'd like it if
she and I were to kiss and touch each other. I'm not sure, but I think
I was in bed with them before any of them could blink. My first
considered action was to kiss Jade -- as softly and gently and tenderly
as I could; in return, she readily showed the love and affection she
felt for me. From there, our kisses easily grew longer and more
loving, and she didn't react in the slightest when I finally put my
hand on her waist. Far from being nervous or afraid of my touch, I
learned that she welcomed it... when my hand finally got close to her
breast, she pushed her chest out in invitation for me to make contact.
I did, and discovered that it was as warm as it had felt against my
chest, soft and smooth. Her nipples simply fascinated me, because they
were longer than either Janet's or Nadia's, yet surprisingly firm. My
fingertips told me that the dark brown areola surrounding each had a
completely different feel than the flesh around it, and crinkled most
interestingly as her arousal increased.
Jade and I were exchanging kisses as I did my tactile exam of her
lovely mammaries, and after both had come to points made by her erect
nipples, she softly told me "I'd really like it if you sucked on my
boobs. And it's okay if you want to touch me, too... you know, between
my legs."
After giving her another soft kiss to the lips, I began kissing my way
down her body, with side trips to include her ears (where I engaged in
a little nibbling, much to her delight) and neck and shoulders. When I
finally took one of her nipples into my mouth and began to suck on it,
she gasped her pleasure. While my mouth was busy on one breast, my
hand was filled with the other; it wasn't until I shifted my oral
attentions that I began to move my hand in a slow and very indirect
path farther and farther down her body. Her belly and abdomen were a
delight to my fingertips; her soft, smooth skin had a completely
different feel to it than either Janet's or Nadia's, and I treasured
it.
I finally reached the forest at the base of her abdomen, and took my
time about enjoying how thick and soft and luxurious it was. I looked
forward to being able to partake of its delights again and again...
Even after I found the cleft of her sex, I spent no little time
caressing Jade's smooth and slender thighs, which she readily spread
for me. They felt like warm silk under my hand, and I savored every
moment I spent touching them. Still, Jade had told me that it was okay
to touch her between her legs, and I finally let my hand settle there.
Gently and patiently, I went about learning what I could about her
through my sense of touch. Her labia felt small and thin, though the
area between them was slick with the combination of her oils and any
leftover saliva from Nadia and/or Janet. Jade didn't react in the
slightest when I dipped the tip of my finger between them and gently
touched the entrance to her vagina. She was even wetter there, and I
could feel how hot she must be inside before I slowly curled my finger
upward along her cleft. At the end of the journey, I found her
clitoris; it was almost fully exposed, and felt to be the size of a
large pea. It also proved to be sensitive, as evidenced by the groan
of pleasure Jade released when I gave it only the lightest and
briefest of touches.
As I toggled between nursing at Jade's bust and exchanging kisses with
her, my hand stayed busy with her womanhood; it didn't take long
before she was slowly arching her pelvis up in response to what I was
doing to her with my fingers. Not much longer, and she clamped her
thighs together, holding my hand in place as her body began to spasm
with the start of an orgasm. I couldn't move my hand, but I was able
to apply a rhythmic pressure to where her clitoris had disappeared in
time with the waves of pleasure coursing through her. When it was
over, she relaxed so suddenly and dramatically that I had to help her
lay back on the bed. I was looking down at her in concern when she
opened her eyes and told me "That was the biggest one I've ever had.
You were touching me so good, and sucking on my boobs like that made
it SO much better."
Relieved, I told her "I'm glad I could make you feel so good, then."
Realizing how I'd looked when she first opened her eyes, she asked me
"You were worried about me? Why?"
"Well, after it was over, you kind of collapsed. I was worried that I
did something wrong, like make it too much, or something."
I could see the love in her eyes as she told me "You are such a dear!
No, it wasn't too much -- not even a little bit. Like I said, it's just
that that was the biggest climax I've ever had, and it left me weaker
than I'm used to. YOU did just fine... I promise."
With that, I lowered my head and kissed her; she enthusiastically
kissed me back, her lips letting me know that I'd made her happy. When
our lips parted, we heard a small noise. Both of us turned our heads
to see that Janet and Nadia had found a way to keep themselves (and
each other) occupied: they were wrapped up in what looked to be a
fairly passionate session of "69" nearby. Jade and I looked at each
other again, and she asked me "Are you going to be okay about us doing
stuff together?"
Grinning, I told her "Sure, as long as I get to watch sometimes",
drawing a playful slap to my chest from her before I continued "I love
you -- all of you. If you're happy, then that's good enough for me."
"But if we're together, then we're not with you..."
I gave her a soft kiss to the tip of her nose before answering "That's
fine with me. I'm a guy, and the sad truth of the matter is that we
can't have as much sex or orgasms as women do. Why should I be upset
or anything if you and Janet and Nadia can still have fun together?
Even when it was just Sis and me, we weren't making love with each
other all the time... or even MOST of the time. I like to snuggle, and
hold hands, and kiss, and all that kind of stuff, too. They're over
there helping each other have a climax, and I'm laying here cuddling
with you -- and I'm glad that I'm HERE. Since Janet came to get me,
I've had ONE climax, and all of you have had several; all I feel is
happy for you that you're able to enjoy yourselves that much. Okay?"
Hearing and understanding that I really was okay about all of them,
Jade told me "You really ARE special... even more than I thought. I just
hope that I can be even a little bit like you, some day."
"You already are special, just by being YOU, and that's why we love you."
Her eyes started to get wet, and I quickly told her "No, don't start
crying again. I've already had TWO showers today!", teasing her. She
smiled up at me and laughed while blinking back her tears. I settled
myself on my side next to her, and when I put my hand on her belly,
she moved it up to her breast with a smile to me. Comfortable, the two
of us lay there and watched as Sis and Nadia finished pleasuring each
other.
After they were done, Nadia and Sis both looked embarrassed when they
realized they'd had an audience. As if speaking to Jade, I observed
"Wow... I didn't know that two people could get so enthusiastic about
making each other feel good, did you?"
Sis and Nadia both blushed slightly as Jade said "Not even! I think
Nadia was louder, but Janet definitely made more noise", causing them
to blush even harder before Sis declared "Like YOU two have anything
to complain about! Jade was making enough noise for both of you!"
Amused when I saw Jade's ears turn pink, I archly asked "And what
makes you think I was complaining, hmmmmm?" -- making all three of them
start laughing.
When they'd settled down again, Nadia told me and Jade "It was nice,
seeing you two kissing and everything. But when Danny started sucking
on your tits, Jade, it was really hot. Then he started touching you
between the legs, and Janet and I could SEE how much you liked it --
and HEAR it, of course. That's when we started kissing and touching
each other, and well..."
I just grinned at her before saying "I'm glad you liked what you saw.
I sure did when we were done!"
Realizing that I was teasing them again, Nadia and Sis both
practically radiated Ignore waves at me as they got into a
conversation with Jade. Sis and Nadia easily agreed that being with
another girl was a perfectly good way to have fun, and thanked Jade
for helping them. In return, Jade assured them that she'd liked being
with them, too.
All of us had been laying in a companionable silence for a few minutes
when Jade turned her head to look at me as she said "Danny, as good as
you made me feel with just your hand, I want to find out what it's
like when YOU use your mouth on me. Would you?"
I gave her breast a gentle squeeze before answering "Of course I
would. I'd like that very much."
Then Jade turned her head to Sis and Nadia to say "Danny's only had
the one climax since he got in here, and we've all had so many. I'm
still kind of nervous about doing anything with him, but I don't think
it's right that we've had so much fun when he hasn't."
A second or two passed before Sis said "He's already made love with
me, so if Nadia wants to do anything with him, I think that'd be
fair."
I could see the desire in Nadia's eyes when she thought about the two
of us being together as she said "Yeah, I'd like that."
"Hey, don't I get any say in this?", I asked.
Sis just smiled at me with saccharine sweetness before telling me
"Sure you can have a say. I think 'Thank you, Jesus' would be
appropriate", making us all laugh. Doing as I was told, I looked
toward the ceiling and solemnly announced "Thank you, Jesus!", causing
another round of laughter.
That was how I ended up with the beautiful Jade neatly straddling my
face while Nadia used her talented mouth to get me erect; Janet's
contribution was to get Nadia "warmed up".
With Jade's sex right there in front of me, I had the opportunity to
really look at her -- and found the sight entrancing. Her inner lips
were small and thin enough that I had to separate her cleft a little
bit to see them... something that made it possible for me to view the
entrance to her vagina, and even her intact hymen. She was already
aroused, and no small amount of her nectar was visible. The first
thing I did was to extend my tongue and collect some of it, expecting
that she'd taste as fruity and tangy as she smelled. What I learned
instead was that she tasted even better, and I applied myself toward
collecting as much of her essence as I could with a will. My efforts
resulted in her producing even more of them, much to my delight.
Between the enjoyment of having my head between Jade's thighs and what
Nadia was doing, it wasn't long before I was fully erect. When Nadia
lifted her head and let her lips slide off my cock, I was surprised to
hear Jade ask "Can I look at him for a second, first?"
Nadia didn't bother saying anything; she just tilted my saliva-slick
erection up so that Jade could see the full length of it. Several
seconds later, I felt Nadia move to straddle my hips. Both of Nadia's
hands were on my chest, so when a hand levered my cock up and held it
steady, I knew that Sis was continuing her efforts to help Nadia. Sis
held me steady while Nadia got herself positioned on the end of my
cock, then began to settle herself down on it. Once I was securely in
place, Sis released her hold so Nadia could lower herself onto me in
only a couple of easy attempts.
Having Nadia's warm, wet vagina wrapped around my penis felt terrific,
but it hadn't been all that long before that I'd gotten off with Sis,
so the sensation as Nadia began sliding herself up and down on me
didn't distract me in the slightest from continuing to use my mouth on
tongue on Jade. As I continued to lap at her opening and teased her
sensitive clitoris with my tongue, I got my hands onto Jade's ass.
Between caressing and gently squeezing it, I learned that it was as
smooth and soft on the surface as the rest of her, and that it was as
firm as it could be underneath the surface. In addition to letting my
hands wander across her body between bouts of playing with her butt, I
also enjoyed the feel of the dense, spongy mat of her pubic hair
against my lips and nose. All in all, it was one of the best
experiences of my young life.
I was happily using the tip of my tongue to toy with Jade's clitoris
while my hands were fondling her breasts when another pair of hands
joined mine. When I looked up Jade's body, I recognized that they
belonged to Sis. Leaving Jade's bust to be tended by Janet, I slid my
hands back down to Jade's ass; a few moments later, I felt Janet move
to straddle my waist, just ahead of where Nadia was enthusiastically
(and yes, loudly) bouncing herself on my erection. With all that was
happening, it took a bit before I realized that with Sis on me, too,
it meant that HER tits were within reach. Easing my hands up Jade's
back, I found Janet's arms and followed them back to her shoulders;
from there, it was fairly straightforward getting my hands on her
breasts and starting to gently pinch and pull on her nipples. My
playtime was interrupted again when another pair of hands turned up to
start doing things with Janet's mammaries -- Nadia's, I had to figure.
With Janet in the way, I couldn't get to Nadia's breasts, and gave up
playing with tits to go back to enjoying Jade's ass. Some time later,
even THAT pleasure was taken away when Jade leaned back so that she
and Sis could start kissing.
Deciding that if they were going to be that way about it, I set myself
to teasing and pleasing Jade as much as I could with the little bit of
her that was still left to me. Deliberately, and with full intent, I
went about trying to see just how much of her lubrication I could
entice her into producing in between periods of patiently bringing her
to a high level of arousal before doing something else to her to let
her slide back -- and then starting the process all over again in a
kind of erotic two steps forward, one step back process.
Jade was starting to whimper in frustrated arousal when I felt a hand
slip in between my belly, and where Janet's bush was tickling me.
While I knew that that meant that one of Janet's breasts had just
become available (it seemed a reasonable assumption that the hand
belonged to Nadia, since I could see both of Jade's and Janet's), I
was too wrapped up in what I was doing to Jade to do anything about
it. It wasn't but a couple of seconds before I felt the hand begin to
move, accompanied by Janet's pleased moan -- telling me that Nadia had
started teasing Sis' clitoris. Figuring that if Nadia got SIS off, and
I got Jade off, then I'd be free to become a more active partner with
Nadia, I decided that it was time to finish with Jade. Getting my
mouth over her clitoris, I used the tip of my tongue to begin circling
her nubbin with a light pressure. As I heard and felt Jade begin
approaching her orgasm (again), I began slowing my efforts to draw the
process out even more. The last ten seconds before Jade was able to
climax probably actually took a minute or more because of what I was
doing.
There was no doubting when it happened, though. With a noise that was
as much grunt as it was groan, Jade's body arched as I felt a wetness
begin to coat my chin and begin to slowly run down my jaw. My first
thought was that I'd caused her to lose control of her bladder, but a
quick sniff told me that wasn't the case, so I continued use the end
of my tongue to do laps around where Jade's clitoris was hiding,
further intensifying her release. About that time, Jade's body relaxed
for a moment before seizing up again -- followed by another sensation
of something flowing onto my chin. When that seizure had passed, I
heard Jade draw a deep, gasping breath before the next one started. It
didn't last as long or seem as severe as the first couple, and Jade
was able to take another breath ahead of freezing over me again. There
were a few more such spasms, but they were progressively shorter and
less powerful; after the last one, Jade all but fell over. But Janet
was able to hang on to her long enough for me to get my arms and hands
up to help, and we managed to get her down onto the bed in a
relatively controlled fashion.
As I was trying to get Jade's leg off of my face, I heard Sis start
her own orgasm from what Nadia had been doing to and with her. Since I
hadn't been "helping", Janet's orgasm was limited to the upper end of
"normal" for her, and she was able to get off of me under her own
power -- leaving me and Nadia to each other.
I could see how tired Nadia was from her activities, and told her "Let
me take over now, okay?"
Panting heavily, she just nodded her agreement; it took only a gesture
on my part to get her to lay on top of me. We carefully got our
positions reversed so that she was underneath me with her legs wrapped
around my waist, and I was able to start moving in her. With me being
the active partner, it didn't take her long to get her breath back and
start making the kinds of noises that let me know she was enjoying
having my cock pistoning in and out of her more and faster than she'd
been able to manage.
The extra stimulation she was able to get from my efforts was
sufficient to trigger an orgasm for Nadia in just a couple of minutes.
The feeling of her vagina around me as it happened only gave me the
impetus to continue what I was doing; while I was definitely feeling
increasing pleasure from having my cock sliding in an out of Nadia, I
was still a ways away from my own release.
With the change in our position, I was able to lower my head and
shoulders far enough to suck on the peaks of Nadia's breasts. I
couldn't do it for as long as I wanted to, but it was enough to get
Nadia a lot closer to another orgasm. I continued to plunder her
treasure as Nadia arched her pelvis up in welcome, and several minutes
later she slid into another climax that was stronger than the one
before -- and even more stimulating for ME. Feeling that my own climax
wasn't as far off after Nadia's hot sheath had worked its magic, I was
ready to become a lot more active about reaching it.
Nadia reacted to my faster and harder thrusts with enthusiasm,
encouraging me to increase my efforts even more. I was all but
pounding myself into her when Nadia started her third and most
powerful orgasm since she'd impaled herself on me. The spasms of her
tight and wet vagina provided the last bit of stimulation I needed,
and I stuffed as much of my erection in her as I could before the
first surge of semen erupted from me. Feeling my hot jism trying to
coat her tonsils only intensified Nadia's release... which prompted her
channel to create sensations around my manhood that amplified my own.
When my climax had ended, it was all I could do to hold myself over
Nadia, my head hanging down as I panted with my need for oxygen.
Beneath me, Nadia was also trying to draw in the air she needed,
despite the occasional aftershock. I was almost breathing normally
when I felt my shrunken penis pull free of her intimate embrace;
feeling a certain measure of relief, I moved from between her legs to
lay on my back next to her. I caught some motion from the corner of my
eye, and turned my head to see that Sis was offering me a damp
washcloth. I accepted it from her, and felt surprisingly refreshed
after I'd wiped my face off; a moment later, I turned to do the same
for Nadia. When I turned to look at Sis again, I was alert enough to
see that she was holding a stunned-looking Jade. Seeing that I was
able to actually hear what she had to say, Sis told me "Danny, you
should be ashamed of yourself, making Jade climax that hard. She told
me what happened, and I know you were teasing her -- and that isn't
something you could have done by accident. That was way too much for
her, and I know YOU know it. If I hadn't seen how she looked after I
got myself back together, and gotten that washcloth to wipe her face
with, she'd probably still be just laying there."
Jade spoke up then, saying "Danny, I'm not upset with you -- not even a
little bit. I knew you were teasing me, and how big it was going to be
for me. I didn't ask Janet to say anything to you, and if I'd known
she was going to, I'd have told her not to. Yes, that was a climax
like I never even thought could happen to anybody, never mind ME; but
I wouldn't go back and change ANYTHING about it. I think the only
reason you were doing that to me was because all of us were with you
at the same time -- I mean, I liked the way you were touching my boobs,
but when Janet put her hands on them, you moved yours away. I could
tell when you started playing with Janet's boobs, but then you
stopped, and put your hands on my butt again. When Janet wanted us to
kiss, I had to lean back so we could, and I could tell that you
couldn't touch me the way you were before. I think maybe you did that
to me to make sure I didn't forget that YOU were there, too. I didn't,
and wouldn't have, but you couldn't know that while all of us were so
busy doing things with each other. Danny, I know that you wouldn't
have done anything to make me feel like I did after that climax on
purpose. I know that you were just trying to make me feel as good as
you could, and I love you because you would want to do that for me
even after how we started earlier."
When I looked up at Sis, I could see that she hadn't considered how
her actions might have influenced mine; hearing Jade tell me that she
had actually hijacked the pleasure that Jade and I were having made
her realize that jumping on me about how she'd found Jade might have
been unfair. Apologetically, Sis told me "I'm sorry for getting on you
like that, Danny. No, Jade didn't ask me to say anything; and now that
I've heard what SHE thinks about it, I'm so sorry I did it. I didn't
think about what I did maybe getting in the way of what you and Jade
had going on -- I just saw how she looked afterwards, and didn't like
it. Can you forgive me?"
I reached out, and Sis took my hand; looking into her face, I told her
"Of course I can."
Looking at Jade next, I told her "You're right -- I wouldn't have done
anything like that if I'd known it would hit you that hard, and I'm
sorry that it happened. IF I ever do anything like that to you again,
I'll be a lot more careful not to, uh, overload you with it, okay?"
Jade didn't hesitate to tell me "Danny, I don't want it to be an 'if'
you ever do that again -- I want it to be 'next time'. And don't worry
too much about overloading me, either; don't forget that I said I
wouldn't do anything to change it. Just don't be surprised if I do it
to you, too!", grinning.
Sis released my hand, and I brought it to my lips so I could kiss my
fingers -- then touch them to Jade's, since she was too far away for me
to make the direct connection.
A few seconds later, we heard Nadia's voice say "Okay, if you three
are all done kissing and making up, could one of you maybe come over
here and do CPR or something on me? After what Danny did to ME, I feel
like I need some serious resuscitation of SOME kind!"
That was enough to lighten the mood considerably, and it was Sis that
responded by saying "I suppose we could do something to revive you.
Although the way it looked from here, you certainly seemed to enjoy it
while it was happening! Besides, you said you'd like to make love with
him."
To that, a happier Jade added "Yup, she did... I heard her. And as loud
as she got, I don't think there's and doubt that she enjoyed it!."
Next to me, I heard Nadia giggle before she answered "You're damn
right I enjoyed it -- why else do you think I agreed to be with him?
But after humping HIM for so long, and then having him humping ME to
three orgasms, I think I deserve a little consideration for the
sacrifices I've made to get him settled down again."
With that, Sis and Jade both laughed before Sis told her "Well, you
did accomplish at least THAT much. Hold on a second, and I'll get some
things..." before guiding Jade over to where I could put an arm around
her and hold her, then getting up and leaving with the tray I'd used
earlier.
She was back in just a few minutes with the tray loaded down with
sodas and what turned out to be PBJ sandwiches. She found that the
three of us had been able to help each other sit up; Nadia was leaning
against me while I had a very happy Jade in my lap.
Sis got the drinks and food distributed before sitting cross-legged
where she could see all of us. Between bites of sandwich and sips of
our drinks, the four of us casually chatted. For Sis and me, the issue
about what I'd done with and to Jade was over with; while neither of
us would likely forget it, we'd never bring it up again, either.
Once all of us had our strength and energy back, the next thing to do
was get cleaned up. All of us smelled of the various activities we'd
engaged in -- me even more than the other two. I'd casually been able
to determine that the fluid that Jade had anointed me with had been
some of her vaginal juices, apparently pushed out by the spasms of her
internal muscles. Nadia and Sis both understood when I offered to help
Jade clean up, and she accepted with visible delight. So that Jade
would have a little more time to recover (though none of us said so
explicitly), Nadia and Sis were the first to head for the bathroom.
When they were gone, I gently hugged Jade and told her "I really am
sorry for making you feel like that from having a climax."
She tried to snuggle even closer to me before answering "I know you
are, Danny, but you really don't have to be. That whole trust thing
you told me about? Believe me when I tell you that I trust you, and
that I know you had only the very best of intentions when you did it.
I told you I knew what you were doing, and that it was going to be a
big one for me -- and I could have stopped things if I'd thought it was
going to be like that. You're being an absolute DEAR to worry about
it, but there's nothing for you to be sorry about... really. I'm just
glad to have you holding me on your lap and trying to comfort me, even
if you DO keep playing with my nipple and touching my butt", followed
by a soft laugh.
"I'll have you know that I am NOT playing with your nipple and
touching your butt. I'm simply enjoying two of the better examples of
the female form. That they happen to belong to you, and are parts of
your actual anatomy is purely coincidental."
She pulled away from me enough to give me the Fish Eye before nestling
herself against my chest again and saying "SURE, Danny, whatever you
say", with a laugh. While we waited for Sis and Nadia to finish in the
bathroom, Jade and I sat quietly. While I played with her nipple, and
touched her butt.
When it was our turn in the shower, I delighted in washing Jade's nude
form with my bare hands; the soft noises she made told me that she
liked it, too. Then it was her turn to wash me, and I made a few
noises of my own. Clean and feeling a lot better, we had fun drying
each other off before holding hands as we went back to Janet's room.

After that day, Nadia and Jade started spending even more time at our
house. Jade and Janet understood that Nadia's more strict parents
likely wouldn't let them do any of the things that they wanted to
(namely engage in various degrees of mutual pleasuring), just as Nadia
and Sis understood that Jade's larger family dramatically increased
the chances of someone accidentally (or purposely) interrupting them.
I was perfectly fine with leaving whatever combination of them there
was to themselves, but it wasn't uncommon for me to be invited to join
them.
When Jade was one of the participants, I invariably got the
opportunity to become more familiar with her body as part of the
process of her learning more about MINE. Under the patient tutelage of
Sis, Jade learned how to use her hand to get me erect and then bring
me to climax. It took a little longer before Jade was willing to try
doing the same using her mouth the first time, with Nadia as the
guide. I easily kept my promise to warn her before I climaxed, to her
visible relief after the fact. After a few more times, she was finally
ready to let me empty myself in her mouth; once she did, that was how
it happened EVERY time she used her mouth on me.
In return, I was perfectly willing to bring her to a number of
powerful orgasms, always careful not to overdo things in the process.
Jade also got to watch whenever I made love with Sis or Nadia, and
eagerly vacuumed my semen out of my partner, much to their delight. As
part of that, Jade saw the different ways that a man and woman can get
together, and heard from both of us what we thought the good and bad
points were of the different positions, and which ones each of us
liked. Over the course of the rest of the summer, Jade became an
extroverted, bawdy, and playful lover with all of us. There were even
a few times that she'd come to MY room to sleep, when she was staying
the night. She even quit saying anything to me about playing with her
nipples, and how much time my hand spent on her butt.

It was coming up on Labor day when Mom and Dad let Sis and me know
that the two of them were going to take a couple of days during the
holiday weekend to have themselves a brief vacation. I wasn't
particularly surprised when Sis asked if she could have Nadia and Jade
over to visit; what DID get my attention was that she asked if it was
okay for the entire time that Mom and Dad would be gone.
They said they'd have to think about it, and Sis was a little anxious
until they told her the next day that it was okay -- provided the other
parents were okay with it, knowing that Mom and Dad wouldn't be home.
I wouldn't have thought it possible, but BOTH sets of parents were
actually okay with the planned visit -- and even called Mom and Dad to
say so. Jade and Nadia both turned up before Mom and Dad were supposed
to leave, and both of them were effusive in their thanks.
After Mom and Dad left, things stayed pretty composed for a couple of
hours as the three of them meandered around the house -- possibly in
case Mom and Dad came back for some reason or other. Once all three of
them were sure that it was just us, they didn't dawdle about shedding
their clothes -- and then promptly started harassing me into doing the
same.
The three of them had been playfully fondling and groping each other
(and me, when they got the chance) ever since they'd gotten naked
shortly after lunch. When we'd dealt with the supper dishes, they
settled down for some serious molestation and debauchery. Sis got out
the blanket we kept in the family room for whenever one of us was home
sick, and wanted to lay on the couch and watch TV -- except that Sis
spread it out in the middle of the floor after pushing back enough
furniture to make room for it. In nothing flat, all three of them were
in a tangle on the floor.
I managed to stay out of the way and quiet enough that all of them
completely forgot about me, giving me the privilege of witnessing
something that I still treasure in my memories: three young, nubile,
attractive, and VERY sexy girls dedicated to the idea of sexually
enjoying themselves and each other as much as they could, and giving
each other as many orgasms as they could withstand. About the only
thing they didn't do was break out a box of sex toys and a bottle of
cooking oil -- and I sincerely believe that if they'd had the former or
thought of the latter, they'd have included them.
The first thing to happen was the three of them forming a circle on
the floor, each with her head between someone else's legs so they
could engage in a leisurely session of arousing and pleasing each
other before orgasms started making the rounds. After they'd
recovered, they reversed positions and did it all again. Following
that, two of them would team up to tease and torment the third into
what were plainly powerful climaxes. Next on their agenda seemed to be
something that put me in mind of the phrase "two earthworms making
love": the three of them intertwined and wriggling around in
ever-changing configuration as they used hands, mouths, fingers, and
anything else that could help with the kissing, touching, sucking,
fingering, licking, groping, and general fondling of anything and
everything of interest on each other. It didn't take long before the
mixed aromas of three highly aroused females was wafting in the air.
It served nicely to emphasize the assorted moans, groans, gasps,
sighs, and other sounds of pleasure and release that emanated from the
tangle of female flesh before me.
I was already all too aware of the ability of women to orgasm harder
and more often than guys could, but the point was driven home with a
vengeance by the time they were done. It was over three hours before
they finally fell apart. Between the time they first collected on the
floor and when they were "just" three satiated females, I would
guesstimate that each of them must have had a dozen orgasms... at least.
Seeing them, and knowing what condition they had to be in after what
I'd witnessed, I went into the kitchen and made some snacks for all of
them. Those were added to several sodas, and I took the assorted
refreshments back into the family room where they were starting to
exhibit signs of life again. When they saw what I'd done, all three
thanked me profusely as they re-hydrated and re-energized. I was also
willing to sit on the floor with them when they asked, since I figured
the danger had passed.
As the three of them chatted about different things, I kept looking at
each of them and marveling at the life I had. First of all, I had the
great fortune to have Janet as my sister. Intelligent, loving,
affectionate, thoughtful, attractive, and so much more, I knew that
there was a bond between her and I that could never be broken -- and I
was glad of it. I knew how lucky I was to have Mom and Dad as my
parents, so that Sis and I would grow up the way we did, loving and
trusting each other completely.
Watching Nadia, I could easily understand why she was one of Janet's
best friends. Though she wasn't as intelligent as Sis, Nadia made up
for it with a willingness (even eagerness) to learn anything she could
from anybody she met. As friendly and sociable as anyone I knew, she
also had the courage to stand up for what she thought was right while
having the rare ability to not tell people "I told you so". Hers was a
simple, basic prettiness that made her nice to look at without making
her somehow unapproachable.
Looking at Jade, there was no escaping how incredibly beautiful she
was. But for anyone that was willing to look closer and deeper, there
was a loyal, helpful, smart, and playful person to enjoy being with.
Since the four of us had gotten started with each other, she'd become
even more outgoing, and had demonstrated a mischievous sense of humor
that the rest of us delighted in. Her beauty was actually something of
a burden for her, since it often caused other girls to dislike her,
and guys hesitant to approach her. She knew she was pretty, but didn't
consider that any reason she should get any kind of special treatment
-- good OR bad.
Of course, I had to check out my own navel, too. I knew that I was
honest, and tried my best to be fair to and with other people; I tried
to avoid confrontation if it was possible, but wasn't afraid to make a
stand about something if I figured it was called for, either. I wasn't
always as friendly and helpful as I wanted to be, but I kept trying to
get better about it. I was loyal to those that I thought deserved it,
and willing to listen to what other people had to say to me until such
time as I (reluctantly) decided that they were just assholes -- at
which point I stopped paying ANY attention to them. I knew that I was
loving and affectionate, and didn't figure that it made me any less of
a "man". I could be as patient as I needed to be with anyone that was
honestly trying, and was smart enough that I could actually do a fair
job of putting myself in someone else's place and understanding their
point of view. I supposed I was nice-looking enough, though Sis and
Nadia and Jade had all told me it was better than that.
When I came out of my little reverie, all three of them were looking
at me expectantly. Realizing I'd missed something, I told them "Sorry,
I was off in la-la land. What was it again?"
It was Nadia that told me "Jade just said there was something
important she wanted to ask you."
Looking at her, I could see that Jade was nervous about something, and
told her "I'm sorry... really. What was it you wanted to ask?"
After looking around at all of us, she said "Before I can ask, there's
something I probably need to explain. Well, a couple of things, I
think. You all know my mom is Chinese, and she married my dad while he
was working in Hong Kong, and we lived there until it was time for my
older brother to start school; that's when Daddy got his company to
transfer him back here. My dad isn't so bad about it, but my mom is
almost crazy about me and my brothers and sisters respecting our
Chinese heritage... even though SHE violated Chinese customs by marrying
a 'gwai'."
Seeing the looks of confusion on our faces, Jade explained "Gwai means
foreigner -- except they way it's used, it doesn't JUST mean foreigner.
It's tough to explain, but there's a whole lot of other stuff that's
included when a Chinese refers to a non-Chinese as 'gwai'... and none of
it is good. If you can imagine someone saying 'tourist' like it leaves
a bad taste in their mouth, it's like that -- only maybe a thousand
times worse, okay?"
All of us nodded our understanding, and Jade went on "Okay, knowing
how Chinese feel about gwai, you can probably figure out what it was
like for Mom after she married Daddy. But despite all that, she still
wants all of us kids to honor and respect Chinese ways. That's how bad
most Chinese are about BEING Chinese, okay? That why it makes me crazy
sometimes, having an American dad and Chinese mom: Daddy is good about
how things change, while Mom is stuck in hundreds and thousands of
years of tradition."
Taking a breath to settle herself again, Jade went on "One of the
really BIG things about being Chinese, and the culture, is that
there's this incredible pressure for a girl to be a virgin on her
wedding night. It isn't any big deal, really, for guys to go to
prostitutes, but the girl they marry has to be 'pure'. Now, I've grown
up with all this -- Chinese is best, Chinese customs are best, Chinese
this or that is best... the whole deal. From the time I was old enough
to talk, Mom has been after me about staying 'pure' until I get
married -- kind of like Janet and Danny grew up hearing about love and
everything."
Again, all of us nodded. I figure the expression on my face must have
been the same as those on Janet and Nadia: I understand, but where is
this going?
The next thing Jade had to tell us was "The other thing I want to
explain is that the question I want to ask Danny, it's something I've
really been thinking about, and that I'm really sure about -- and that
I'm asking him in front of everybody for a couple of reasons. First, I
love all of you and know that you love me, too -- and how much. That's
a big part of why I can ask Danny my question. The other reason is
that I'd REALLY like your help, Nadia and Janet. What I'm going to
ask, I could do it by myself, but I know it would be easier if you two
helped. You'll understand why in a second."
Looking at me intently, and nervously, Jade calmly asked "Danny, you
know why I feel like I have to stay a virgin until I'm married. Except
that what I WANT is to be able to make love with you. What I'd like to
ask is if you would make love with me in a way that would let me stay
a virgin... by... by putting your penis in my butt."
Even though Sis and I had made love that way a few times (at her
request), I wasn't anywhere NEAR ready for Jade to ask me to do the
same thing to her.
Seeing how apprehensive Jade was getting, I pulled my thoughts
together and told her "Jade, I do love you, and all the things that we
do together IS making love. You don't have to do that for me to love
you."
"I know that, Danny. It's something I want to do... for me. There's a
lot of stuff about being part Chinese that I like -- I really do. But
this whole virginity thing isn't part of that, and I can't get away
from that. But if you'll make love with me the way I asked, it's a way
for me to get around it -- I'll be able to make love with you, like I
want, but stay a virgin like my mom wants."
While Nadia sat there looking like she was still trying to get her
mind wrapped around the idea of what Jade had asked, I looked over at
Sis. Without having to say a word, I was able to ask her to help.
Jade turned to look at Sis when she began to say "Jade, I understand
why you're asking Danny to do that... I really do. Before I gave him my
virginity, I asked him to do it to me, too." Nadia looked dumbfounded
at hearing that as Sis went on "Both of us know that Danny would be as
patient and careful as you could ever want, and that you'd probably be
okay with it. But what it sounds like to me is that you want to be
able to make love with him that way MORE than just the one time. Have
you really thought about what it might be like if that happens?"
That wasn't quite the kind of help I'd wanted Sis to give, and
listened closely as Jade answered "Of course I have. I know that it
might be okay the first time, and maybe even a few times after that;
but that I might decide I don't like it. Except that I know that even
if I only wanted him to do it the first time, it would be okay -- I
know he wouldn't EXPECT to do that to me every time, and that if I
told him I didn't like it as much as I thought I would, he'd
understand and not be mad or anything. Like I said, I really have
thought about this, and I'm sure that I want to at least try it. If it
isn't as good as I think it'd be, then we don't have to do it again;
but I'm almost positive that I WILL like it... I like the idea of having
Danny in me there."
When Sis turned her head to look at me, she gave me the tiniest of
nods, letting me know that SHE thought I should do what Jade wanted.
I'm not going to deny that the idea of having my cock between the
cheeks of Jade's ass didn't have a definite appeal; it was the 'what
happens AFTER' that concerned me. All three of them sat quietly
(though Jade was far more attentive) as I rolled her request around in
my mind. When I finally got things worked out, I looked into Jade's
eyes and told her "If you're THAT sure you want to, then I'll agree to
at least try. But dammit, Jade, don't let me hurt you just because you
want this too bad!"
Solemnly, Jade answered "I promise, Danny, I won't. If it hurts too
much or doesn't feel good or anything about it doesn't seem right,
I'll tell you."
I wasn't too happy about that 'hurts TOO much' bit, but had to figure
that Jade had enough sense to decide how much discomfort she was
willing to accept to get what she wanted.
Sis spoke next, asking Jade "You said you'd like help from me and
Nadia. What can we do?"
I could see that relief and a trace of embarrassment on Jade's face as
she answered "I... um... I get excited when I think about Danny doing
that, but I'd like it if one of you could maybe help me get more
excited. You know, to help make it easier. And I, uh, brought some
baby oil -- it's in my purse..."
Nadia spoke first, saying "I'd like to help you, Jade", leaving Sis to
smile and say "I'll get the oil, then."
By the time Sis got back, Nadia was stretched out on the blanket with
Jade, the two of them already tonguing each other's slits. When Jade
realized that Sis was back with the oil, she raised herself so that
she was kneeling -- but still low enough that Nadia was able to
continue her oral efforts. Jade accepted the oil from Sis, then said
"Danny, if you'll stand in front of me, I can get you hard and put the
oil on you. Then you can put it on me, and we can, uh, try to... you
know, see if your penis will go in me okay."
I didn't bother saying anything; I just got up and moved as Jade had
suggested. Sis moved to kneel behind Jade and reached under Jade's
arms to begin playing with her tits while she started kissing Jade's
shoulders and neck.
As I stood in front of Jade, I couldn't help but watch as she used her
greatly improved fellatio skills to get me erect. Watching as her lips
slid up and down my manhood while her tongue was busy massaging the
underside helped get me going tremendously. When she was satisfied
that I was not only hard, but likely to stay that way for some time,
Jade pulled her warm mouth off of me. After squirting a generous
dollop of the baby oil into her hand, she quickly began to apply it to
my erection -- making sure that there was sufficient oil on ALL of it.
When she was done, she wiped the surplus off on her belly before
looking up at me, handing me the oil, and saying "Thank you, Danny. I
really DO want to do this."
I squatted down long enough to give her a kiss, then started to move
behind Jade. Sis quickly moved out of the way, and then went on to
help Jade move to her hands and knees again. That accomplished, Sis
straddled Nadia so that she was right in front of Jade before reaching
out to gently hold Jade's ass cheeks apart for me. Looking down, I
could see that Jade's small labia were darker and thicker than usual
because of her arousal about what I was getting ready to do to her.
Nadia was able to look up at me, and I could see that she was eagerly
anticipating the show she was about to witness. Moving my eyes up, I
found the crinkled sphincter of Jade's anus seeming to wink at me.
After getting a healthy puddle of baby oil in my palm, I set my hand
at the top of the crack of Jade's ass and carefully poured the oil out
so that it would run down to her pucker. When my hand was empty, I
gently and patiently made sure the oil was well distributed before
beginning to carefully work it into, then through, Jade's rectum. I
heard her breathing pick up while I was doing that, and it began to
settle into my mind that Jade might actually enjoy having my stiff
dick in her ass.
With Jade and I both lubricated, the only thing left was to see if she
was comfortable about having me sodomize her. I got the head of my
cock against the ring of Jade's anus, and carefully applied just
enough pressure to make sure she knew I wasn't trying to enter her
yet. When I put one hand on Jade's hip, Sis stopped hold her cheeks
apart and moved back a little before reaching underneath her friend --
apparently so she could start playing with Jade's breasts again, from
the soft sound Jade released.
Holding myself in place, I told Jade "You can feel that I'm ready to
try this. I'm going to push against you, but I'm not going to force my
way in -- it's going to be up to you to LET me in, if this is what you
want to do. I'll stop, or back up, or do whatever you want me to, for
as long as you say. Jade, I don't want to hurt you, so if you really
love me, don't LET me, dammit."
In return, I heard Jade tell me "Please, Danny... I want this."
Sighing internally, I began to push the head of my penis against her
most intimate opening -- gently at first, and then slowly increasing
the pressure. As I did, I could feel Jade's sphincter clench a little,
then relax; it took a bit before I realized that there was more
relaxing than clenching going on. Only then was I really sure about
how serious she was about what I was trying to do, and I was more
willing to increase the pressure I was applying. It didn't take long
(from my perspective, anyway; Jade's may have been different) for me
to feel the tight ring of her nether opening begin to expand. At that
point, I chanced a look around and saw that Sis had lowered her head
and was softly talking to Jade, offering words of encouragement and
support, I figured. Both of Jade's hands were fists, clenched around
small folds in the blanket we were all on. When I looked to where Sis
was talking to Jade again, she saw me looking at them and gave me a
small nod to let me know it was okay to continue.
I'd started to press myself into her again when I heard Jade tell me
"Danny, I know you don't want to hurt me, but I really do need you to
push a little harder. I promise, if you start to go too fast or hurt
me, I'll tell you."
Hearing that, I was willing to increase my efforts, and began to
steadily increase the pressure of my penis against her. I could see
and feel it as more and more of the head of my cock disappeared in her
pucker. We managed slow but steady progress, and when the last of the
head of my cock popped into her, I was able to stop and hold myself
still in her even before she was able to give voice to the small
squeak she made.
After moving my hand from my penis to her hip, I asked Jade "Are you
okay? What do you need me to do?"
It took a couple of seconds before I heard her answer "I'm fine...
really. Holding still like that is good -- you felt a lot bigger than I
thought you would, and I was surprised when you suddenly slid into me
that last bit, is all. God! You feel huge in me... but I... I like it,
too."
Beneath us, I heard Nadia say "I'll say! I've never seen you this
juicy before, so I sure like it!"
Even from where I was, I could see how furious Jade's blush was, and
how hard Sis had to fight the urge to laugh. A few seconds later,
Janet told her friend "Nadia, dear... that wasn't something that ALL of
us needed to hear. And you didn't have to be quite that enthusiastic
about it, either", as though she were explaining the finer points of
high etiquette to a wayward student.
In what I could tell was pretend innocence, Nadia answered "Well, I
just wanted to make sure Danny knew she wasn't fibbing, or anything."
I knew Jade wasn't upset when I heard her say "I swear, Nadia, if you
ever let him do this to you while I'm around, I'm going to announce
everything that happens with you using one of those bullhorn things!"
Below me, I heard Nadia's soft chuckle.
I could see that Sis was still doing whatever it was to Jade's
breasts, so I began softly stroking her sides and back to help her
relax as I waited for her to tell me she was ready for me to continue.
It also distracted me a little bit from the way her anus was almost
painfully clamped around my cock, and how hot her bowels felt.
Only a few minutes passed before Jade let me know that she was ready
to continue by pressing herself back against me. Getting my hands on
her hips again, I held her steady while I slowly pushed the rest of my
oiled erection into her as she began to moan her pleasure at what she
was feeling. It didn't take long before my pubic hair was wedged into
the crack of her ass and her rectum was clenched around the base of my
penis. I held myself still in her again, giving her the time to get
used to having me buried in her so intimately. It was only a few
seconds before she quietly announced "God, it feels so weird, having
you in me like that, Danny -- but it feels so good, too. The rest of
you was a lot easier than the first part, and it was REALLY nice that
you were so slow about it. If you're ready to start moving in me, I'd
like that..."
Hearing that she'd liked it when I moved slowly, I was careful to take
my time about easing myself back out of Jade's tight ass; when only
the head was still inside her, I just as slowly got myself embedded in
her again. As I continued to slide myself back and forth through her
tight ring, I patiently and gradually increased the speed of my
strokes so that she would have plenty of time to let me know if I
started to cause her any discomfort.
I felt Nadia start to move beneath me, and saw Sis shift her body so
that it was easier for Nadia to slide herself out from under Jade.
When she was clear, Nadia quickly got herself repositioned so that she
was oriented the same way Jade was, but with her head even with Jade's
breasts -- which she eagerly began to suck on. A moment later, I felt
my balls brushing against her fingers as she began teasing Jade's
clitoris.
Jade had started pushing herself back at me when I got into a
particular rhythm, so I was content to maintain that pace when Sis
shifted herself so that she was sitting cross-legged... making it
possible for her and Jade to start kissing each other more easily.
That and the attentions she was receiving from Nadia contributed to
the increased presence of Jade's unique aroma in the air as she got
more and more aroused -- and more and more vocal about the pleasure she
was experiencing. The others teased her about it because it was so
true; Jade's moans, gasps, groans, verbal encouragements and
exclamations all increased dramatically as her excitement increased.
Sis had once observed that she wondered how Jade managed when she
wanted to masturbate at home...
My own pleasure was increasing, as well. When I looked down to where
Jade and I were joined, I was fascinated by the way her anus would try
to follow my penis: pulling out slightly when I withdrew from her,
then disappear as though guiding my penis into her bowels when I
reversed direction. Each time my balls came in contact with her mons,
I could feel the heat coming from her vagina, and some of the overflow
of her oils would be transferred to them. Sometimes, Nadia would
extend her fingers so that my scrotum would drag along them, too.
I continued to piston myself in and out of Jade's hot and tight back
channel in the rhythm that she so obviously found pleasing; as the
seconds continued to tick by, her arousal (and my own) increased
steadily. To my surprise, Jade's arousal was even happening at
something close to a normal rate for her, due in large part to the
added stimulation being provided by Nadia and Sis. Of course, their
interest was in making sure Jade was okay; that I was benefiting from
it, too, was an added bonus.
From the sounds she was making, I knew as Jade got closer and closer
to having an orgasm -- and was starting to look forward to it. The
physical sensations of sliding my oiled cock into her bowels was
pretty damn good; knowing that that was where my penis was at her
request fueled my pleasure even more. I could feel myself approaching
my own release, and wasn't all that sure that I could hold off on my
own climax until Jade had hers.
As it turned out, I couldn't. Despite knowing that Jade couldn't be
but a couple of seconds from having an orgasm, I couldn't push my
climax back any longer; I barely managed to get as much of my stiff
dick into her as I could before I felt myself begin to spray her
insides with my cum.
Even as my cock tensed to fire the second salvo of my semen, Jade
cried out "I can feel it! He's squirting, and it's so HOT!", quickly
followed by a spasm coursing through her body as she found her
release.
Jade's already-tight anus got even tighter around me as her vaginal
muscles began a cyclic clenching that felt like a rippling sensation
along the underside of my penis, and stimulated me into emptying
myself into her even harder as I groaned my pleasure.
It was actually something of a relief when my cock stopped trying to
fill her with cum that wasn't available, and I was able to rescue my
rapidly-softening penis from her nether clutches. The tightness of her
anus made sure that the last few drops of my semen were milked out of
me as I eased my hips back. Despite having found MY pleasure, I wasn't
about to abandon Jade -- far from it, in fact. Leaning forward, I was
able to support myself with one arm (Nadia's position kept me from
using both) so that my front was in contact with Jade's back. I got my
free arm around her, and began softly stroking her belly and abdomen
while kissing her shoulders as she shuddered occasionally with the end
of her climax.
It had obviously been a powerful release for her, so I don't think
that Sis or I either one were surprised when Jade's arms suddenly gave
out; with me supporting most of Jade's weight, Sis told Nadia that we
needed to get Jade down onto the bed. Nadia hurriedly got herself out
of the way, and Sis provided the fine control we needed as I carefully
got Jade lowered onto her stomach. Sis softly said something to Nadia,
who quickly headed for someplace out of sight. I got myself onto my
side next to Jade, where she could see me. Though she looked more than
a little stunned, she was able to smile at me when I pursed my lips in
a kissing gesture before putting my arm across her back. We stayed
like that for a couple of minutes before I saw Jade's eyes widen; a
moment later, Sis told me "You don't have to let go of her, Danny, but
if you can turn your hips, I can get most of the oil off of you."
I did as she said, and when I felt a warm washcloth being used to wipe
off my pelvis, knew that Nadia was performing a similar service (if in
a different location) for Jade.
Jade's breathing was still a little rapid when she softly told me
"Thank you, Danny. That was wonderful. Even if Nadia and Janet hadn't
been helping me feel good, I think I would have had an orgasm from
that."
I was able to move enough to give her a soft kiss on the cheek before
I answered "I'm glad you liked it."
It was easy to see that my kiss meant a lot to her, so I did it again
before going back to laying next to her. When I used my fingers to
caress her side, she released a happy and contented sigh.
After a few minutes of the two of us just laying there, both of us
felt like seeing if we could move -- and maybe even sitting up.
Nadia and Sis were happy to provide the assistance we needed to
actually get vertical, and that was when I saw that Nadia or Sis had
put together a collection of sodas and munchies -- hopefully for all of
us, I thought as I looked at it.
I was close enough to the couch that I was able to use it as a back
support; Jade sat next to me and leaned against my side with my arm
around her. Sis and Nadia handed us the items we requested from the
goodie tray, and waited patiently until we'd refreshed our fluid and
energy levels a bit before trying to get us talking.
Nadia was the first to speak, saying "That was THE most incredible
thing I think I'll ever see in my entire life." Then directing her
comment to Jade, she said "I wasn't sure it was actually going to
happen, even."
After a slightly guilty look at me, Jade replied "I wasn't either, for
a little bit."
A moment later, Jade told Nadia and Sis "I want to make sure and thank
BOTH of you for everything you did -- it really helped... a lot."
Sis just said "I'm just glad we were able to make it easier for you",
but Nadia replied "I wouldn't have missed seeing that for anything!",
causing Jade to blush slightly, and earning her a Look from Sis.
After that, the three of them talked about what had happened. Sis and
Jade (mostly) compared experiences, while Nadia seemed more interested
in hearing what it was like for Jade. A few questions and comments
were directed to me, but I spent most of my time listening to the
three of them.
A while later, I noticed that Jade was beginning to squirm around a
little bit. I figured I knew what the problem was, and rather than
embarrass Jade by saying anything to her, I said that I felt the need
to clean up a little more -- and asked Jade if she'd trust me in the
shower with her. Her happy grin was all the answer I needed, and I
helped her get up after I was standing. We put our arms around each
other, and made our way to the bathroom, where we had a pleasant time
getting each other cleaned up. As I'd figured, some of my semen had
escaped, but I pretended not to notice when I helpfully washed Jade's
hindquarters; and I certainly wasn't paying any attention when she
felt the need to get the rest of it out, too. As we were drying each
other off, Jade surprised me by hugging me fiercely before saying
"Thank you, Danny, for making love with me. I wanted to share myself
with you, and you helped me find a way that I can. I thought I'd like
it if you did that, and I did... even more than I expected. You never
hurt me, and you were so patient and careful with me. I know I'm going
to want us to be together like that again -- but just the two of us."
"If you're happy with how everything turned out, then I'm happy FOR
you", I answered. "I couldn't love you any more, and I wouldn't love
you any less, whether we do that again, or not."
"I know. That's part of why I love you so much, and makes me want to
share myself with you."
When we got back to the others, it didn't take long for all of us to
decide that it was time for bed; it was approaching midnight, and all
of us had had an active evening. I had an idea, and asked Nadia if
she'd like to sleep with ME, instead of the three of them being
crowded onto Janet's bed. She happily agreed, and the four of us went
back to get some much-needed sleep. The look I got from Sis told me
that she knew I was making sure Nadia didn't feel left out, as well as
giving her and Jade the opportunity to really talk out their shared
experience.
Nadia was nicely spooned against my front with my hand on her breast
when she told me "I'm really sorry if I embarrassed you with some of
the stuff I said, or any of the questions I had."
I gave her a soft hug before answering "No, you didn't bother ME any --
but you might want to tell Jade what you just said to me, though."
Sighing, Nadia replied "I know", her tone making it clear that she
really did regret any embarrassment she'd caused. "I don't mean to do
stuff like that, but sometimes it just... jumps out before I realize
it."
"I understand", I assured her. "Sometimes it happens to me or Sis, too."
"I just don't like it that I have to keep apologizing because I keep
saying stuff that I shouldn't have."
Kissing her ear, I asked "If I can offer a suggestion?"
"Please!"
"If there's something about yourself that you want to change, then
don't let yourself forget it, make it point to do whatever you have to
to get into a different habit."
"What do you mean?"
"If you think you keep saying stuff you shouldn't, try doing something
different. Maybe keep telling yourself 'Think, THEN talk', or counting
to three or five or ten before you say ANYTHING to ANYBODY, every
time. If you chew gum, keep it between your front teeth, so you have
to move it out of the way before you talk; that'll slow you down a
couple of seconds, too. When I was younger, I got into the habit of
biting my fingernails, even though I didn't really want to. After I'd
bitten them down to the quick a couple of times, I decided it was time
to stop. What I did then was to stop and look at my fingernails every
so often, and how ragged and ugly they were. I'd also go into the
bathroom and watch myself in the mirror as I pretended I was biting
them like I usually did, and saw how silly it looked. Once I started
doing those things, it was only about a week before I had gotten out
of the habit."
Nadia turned her head to look at me, and I saw how pleased she was
when she told me "Thanks, Danny... those are some good ideas."
I answered "You're welcome" before taking advantage of the opportunity
to give her a kiss before she turned her head back. A little while
later, both of us were fast asleep.
The next morning, Nadia and I were in the kitchen getting breakfast
started when Sis and Jade came in. From the way she was walking, it
was pretty obvious that Jade was feeling some aftereffects from our
lovemaking. I saw Nadia start to say something, then stop herself for
a few seconds, then simply say good morning. She saw that I'd watched
her, and blushed slightly before giving me a little half-grin. I just
smiled to her and nodded in recognition of what she'd done. A minute
or so later, she seemed to make a point of apologizing to Jade for
anything she'd done or said the previous evening that had caused any
embarrassment or offense. Sis was only slightly less surprised than
Jade, but looked pleased when Jade replied that nothing Nadia had said
had been bad enough to need an apology -- but that she'd accept it,
anyway.
After the breakfast dishes were taken care of, we all sat on the floor
in the family room to watch the morning infotainment programs. Nadia
and Sis didn't mind at all that Jade wanted to sit on my lap and
snuggle; it gave them the opportunity to kiss and molest each other
every so often. At one point, I quietly asked Jade "Are you okay this
morning?"
Knowing that I'd seen how she'd been walking, she blushed faintly, but
assured me that she was. A little sore, she admitted, but it reminded
her of what we'd done, so it was okay.
When we were done watching TV, it was decided that a little swimming
in our small backyard pool was called for -- minus suits, of course.
Between that and the sunbathing, Jade was feeling a lot closer to
normal by the time we came back inside. When Sis decided that Nadia
needed an orgasm to settle her down again, Jade was perfectly willing
to assist... and then go on to enjoy a leisurely session of "69" with
Sis when the two of them got worked up in the process of getting Nadia
off.
Before we went to bed that night, Sis and Nadia had both felt the need
for my "invaluable assistance" -- that is, I was the only one capable
of providing the erect penis that they wanted to use.
The next day was a lot more relaxed, what with Nadia and Jade planning
on going home in the afternoon. I had Nadia on my lap while Sis and
Jade groped and kissed during the morning TV programs; after a nice
swim, we were all comfortable with just laying around and listening to
music; Sis and Nadia snuggled, as did Jade and I.
When they were ready to leave, Nadia and Jade both made sure I knew
they were sorry to leave. Jade's kiss told me just how much our
lovemaking meant to her.
Mom and Dad got home to a clean and organized house, reassuring them
that nothing too drastic had happened in their absence. Both looked
happy and relaxed, making Sis and me glad that they'd been able to
have a good time. Both of us knew how hard they worked, and how much
time and effort they put into taking care of us.

With the start of school again, the four of us easily got into the
familiar routine. Some of the faces that we'd known were gone,
replaced by people that were new to our school or town. All of us made
a new friend or two, and continued our various activities whenever the
opportunity presented itself; I was able to make love with Nadia and
Jade often enough to keep them reasonably happy, and with Sis often
enough to make ME happy. The school year ended with Sis and me in the
top one percent of the school, academically -- something that made Mom
and Dad even more proud of us.

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