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Julie's Journal Ch. 01

By: SlamDuncan



May 6

My name is Juliette Rachel Quinn and I am going to fuck my brother. He has no idea what I have in store for him. He's a year older than I am, at nineteen, and doesn't know anything about sex.

This feels weird even writing it down, because until last week I was a virgin, and didn't know anything about sex until my cousins, Colleen and Nathan, taught me all about it.

(Instead of writing it all down here, you can read all about my sexual awakening in Slam Duncan's wonderful story "Colleen, Nathan, and Julie" on Literotica.com).

I love my pussy. I love to touch it. I love to look at in the mirror I hold between my legs, at all the lips and folds, and other parts that were always a secret. I didn't even know what a clitoris was until recently, but I love to get it all hot and swelled up, and watch the "little penis" poke out from under its hood. 

My clit looks like a little cock. It has a head and a shaft, and the hood is like a foreskin, I'm told, because I haven't seen an uncircumcised penis yet. I flick my fingers over the hood until I get really hot and wet, then I take my juices and lube it up real good so I can roll it between my thumb and forefinger.

I like to put things in my vagina. I like a hard cock best, but I have a dildo and some vibrators that I use on myself. My favorite toy is called a "rabbit." The cock head goes around and around, and it has a bunch of silver beads that revolve and massages my pussy lips. It has a set of little "ears" that fit right over my clit; it vibrates a million miles an hour and makes me come almost instantly.

I love my breasts, too. Boobs, tits, hooters, whatever you want to call them. They're nice sized (I wear a C cup bra), round, firm, and they have really pretty pink nipples. Playing with my nipples is fun, too, cause it gets my pussy all hot and wet.

Sexy underwear really turns me on. I spent a fortune at Victoria's Secret in the mall, buying myself lacy bras and panties, in all kinds of different colors. My favorites are the demi-bras that lift my boobs up high and barely cover my nipples. I have one with holes cut out where my nipples go, and when I wear it they stick out through my top, especially when I make them hard. I can't wait until my brother comes, so I can tantalize him with all these pretty things. 

May 7

My brother, Joshua Timothy Quinn will be here in two weeks. He has two Biblical names that my father, who was a minister, insisted upon. I only have one name from the Bible, Rachel. I was named Juliette by my mother, because it was her mother's name. My grandmother loved Shakespeare. I can't wait to teach him everything I have learned about sex.

My best friend at school is Aliyah. She is a Muslim and she wears a hijab that covers her neck and head. Her parents are very strict and they won't let her date or ever be alone with a boy. She is in love with David Goldstein, a Jewish boy, but she has never kissed him or even held his hand.

Aliyah knows everything about sex. She learned it all on line, reading Literotica and watching porn at an internet cafe; her computer at home is blocked by her father. She is the person who first talked to me about masturbation. She knows about sex, but she had no experience; she has never even kissed a boy.

We tell each other everything. I gave her a blow-by-blow (ha ha, good pun) description of my sexual experiences with Colleen and Nathan. We're going to have a sleep-over at my house this weekend. May 9

Aliyah came over for our weekend together. She was wearing her hijab and traditional long, shapeless clothing. I asked her about the significance of her headdress.

"I hate wearing this. People point at me, and call me things like 'rag-head' or 'sand nigger."

"You can take it off here."

She looked really appreciative, unwrapped it and shook out her long coal black hair. It looked beautiful, so soft and shiny, and so much in contrast to my pale blondeness. I ran my hands through it, it was so silky, and I took out my brush and gave it one hundred strokes.

"That feels so good. No one has ever done that for me before." She is really beautiful, with a lovely face, full lips, and black eyes. She has a little diamond stud in her nose, otherwise she doesn't wear any jewelry.

I have a queen-sized bed that is big enough for both of us. I stripped off my top and stepped out of my jeans. Then I unhooked my lacy bra and took off my panties and threw them on a chair.

Aliyah stared at me with wide eyes. "I've never seen anyone naked before. You are really beautiful."

I blushed all over. "Thanks." I turned down the bed, revealing the burgundy satin sheets that I bought on-line. "I usually sleep in the nude, if that doesn't bother you. These sheets feel wonderful against your bare skin."

Aliyah was holding a full-length jalaba that she was going to wear to bed. It was made of some kind of rough cloth that looked really scratchy. She looked at me lying naked on the red sheets, then looked at the jalaba. "What the fuck," she said and threw it on the chair too.

She undid her belt and pulled the long dress over her head. She wore a plain white bra that kind of flattened her boobs, and long underpants that looked like bloomers. When she took off the bra and her breasts swung free, they were nice and round and about the same size as mine. She had really small areolas; those and her nipples were dark brown.

When she took off her pants, her pubic hair was gone too. "You have a really beautiful body, too. I see you shave your pussy also."

"It's against my religion to have any body hair. But I didn't shave mine, it was plucked."

"Holy shit, that must have really hurt." I forget what sect she is. There are as many different branches of Muslims as there are Protestants. Some have pubic hair, some don't. She slipped into bed beside me and I pulled the top sheet over us. It was a hot night and we didn't need any more covers. 

After we had been lying there awhile, I noticed that Aliyah was breathing heavily. Her nipples made two bumps on the satin sheets, like they were hard or something. I thought I could see her hand moving between her legs because the sheets clung tightly to our bodies. I was sure she was masturbating. 

I reached over toward her and slipped my hand under hers and felt her sopping wet pussy. She looked at me and gasped. "Let me touch yours, and you touch mine," I whispered to her.

I spread my legs apart as her hand tentatively reached between them. I started to rub the shaft of her clit, through the hood, and she did the same to mine. 

"Oh, that feels so good. I've never had anyone else touch me," she said hoarsely.

I couldn't believe how big it felt under my fingers. I dipped my finger into her vagina, scooped up some of her juice, and spread it over the head to lubricate it. It must have stuck out an inch. I could feel the bulbous glans and I rolled it between my fingers.

Aliyah's hips began to move. Faster. And faster, as I continued to work her clit, and she kept rubbing mine.

"Yes, yes, yes, OH YES," she shouted as she came, flooding my hand. I came right then, too. It was really nice.

We lay side by side, breathing hard and looking into each other's eyes. I don't remember who moved first, but all of a sudden we were kissing. Her lips were so soft and supple. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and she met it with hers.

"I've never kissed anyone before."

"I know you would rather kiss David, but does it bother you that I'm a girl?"

"No. Kissing is wonderful," Aliyah said, pulling my face closer.

I pulled the top sheet off of us, so I could look at her body. Her nipples were really sticking out, and I took one in my mouth and started to suck on it. I took turns, sucking on one and then the other. She started to moan, and had another orgasm. Then she sucked on mine, and I came, too.

I kissed my way down her body, until I got to that place between her legs. I kissed her puffy outer lips, and ran my tongue up and down the slit between them. She lifted her knees up and moved them apart.

When I spread her lips apart, I could see everything inside. Her inner lips were dark and kind of crinkled, but when I pulled them apart, everything was pink inside. Wow, her clit was really big compared to mine.

I ran my tongue all over her folds, then took each lip into my mouth and sucked on them. With the tip, I ran circles all around her clit, then sucked it into my mouth and tongued it some more. She came again and I swallowed her juices and licked her clean.

"I want to taste you now," she said, and moved down between my legs. 

Her mouth felt wonderful on my pussy and I was so hot, I came almost instantly. She waited for me to calm down a little bit and then started again. Her shiny black hair was fanned out over my pale skin.

After I came again, she lifted her head and ran her tongue up my body and over my tits. Round and round each nipple, then up over my throat and into my mouth. As I sucked on her tongue, she moved her leg between mine.

We ground our pussies against each other's thighs and held each other tight as both our bodies spasmed in a huge orgasm. We held each other and kissed gently, her black hair tangled with my blonde locks.

We listened to some Beatles CDs and talked about boys. I had been going out with Ron Johnson. "I really want to make love with Ron, but I'm taking it slow. I'm going to let him feel me up next time we go out."

"Through your clothes or bare tits?"

"I don't know yet. I'd like to see his cock, too."

"I'd give anything to see a real cock, not just a picture or a video. I want to feel one, to suck on one, to have one in my pussy, but that can never happen, at least not until I marry."

"You don't have to be married to have sex."

"I do. I have to be a virgin on my wedding night."

"How would anyone know?"

"My father would know. He checks my vagina all the time to make sure my cherry is still there. A girl in my mosque was killed by her brothers when they found out she had sex. They said it dishonored their family."

"Your father checks your cunt? That's outrageous. How does he do that?"

"One of my brothers spreads me open and my father looks in with a flashlight. Both my father and my father will check me on my wedding day."

"Would David's father do that if you two got married?"

"I can never marry David. I have been promised to some boy, who is the son of someone my father knows. I've never even met him. I want to be with David so bad, it hurts all over. I can't even date him or be seen anywhere in public with him." I held her in my arms until her sobs subsided. She really wanted to see and touch a cock.

"Maybe you could get Nathan to show you his penis; he did that for me. I'll ask him."

In the morning, Aliya looked at her clothes sadly. I knew she didn't want to put them on again. I got her one of my bras and some panties. They were white lace and they looked beautiful against her olive skin.

Her breasts looked really great in the half-bra, lifting them up and showing the rounded tops and lots of cleavage. She had a great ass, and the thong showed off both cheeks. She checked herself out in the mirror and sighed, "I wish I could wear these all the time."

"You can wear them while you're here." I got her a pair of my pretty pink shorts and a low cut crop top. She looked really sexy.

Colleen and Nathan did a double-take when they saw her. Her shiny black hair hung down past her waist. They had only seen her in the hijab. "Wow Aliyah, you look beautiful; I hardly recognized you," Colleen said.

I told them Aliyah's tale of woe, about her forced virginity, and how frustrated she was sexually. "Nathan, she'd really like to see a live penis; we were wondering if you would show her yours?"

"You're going to turn into a real weenie-wagger," Colleen laughed at him. Nathan's eyes were narrowed and he had a Cheshire cat grin on his face. 

We all trooped up to the bedroom. Colleen really liked watching Nathan with another woman. "Okay," she said, "Let's give him some inspiration. Everybody get naked." 

We stripped down and watched in fascination as Nathan's cock began to grow hard, as he looked at three beautiful naked women surrounding him. Aliyah couldn't take her eyes off of it.

She knelt down on the bed and examined his penis from all angles. His large balls lay between his legs. He couldn't take his eyes off her firm hanging breasts, and the black hair that hung down, surrounding them.

"You can touch it," Colleen said. Aliyah gently skimmed her fingers up his shaft, then around the rim of his head.

"Wrap your hand around it."

"Oh, it's soft and hard at the same time. And so hot." She took her hand off his cock and gently cradled his balls in her hand, feeling each one individually. "May I lick your penis?" She visualized what she had seen in porn flicks.

"Let's all lick it. He'll be in horndog heaven with three tongues on his cock." I got on one side of it, Colleen got on the other, and Aliyah was between his legs. We licked up his shaft and our tongues met when they skimmed over his crown, and we kissed each other right around the head of his cock.

"Let's let Aliyah suck him off, she's the virgin in the blow job department." She eagerly took him into her mouth, and we could tell by the look on his face, that she was doing a great job with her tongue.

"God, I get so HOT watching him," Colleen gasped. I reached between her legs and slipped two fingers into her wet pussy. She did the same to me, and we finger-fucked each other until we both came. We could see that Aliyah's pussy was soaking wet, too, because there was juice running down her leg, but we couldn't finger her for fear we'd break her cherry.

Her head was bobbing up and down on Nathan's cock and her hand was stroking him like mad. We could tell he was about to come, because we could see his balls draw up. He shouted a warning to Aliyah, but she kept her mouth tight around him and he filled her mouth with his semen.

She spit some of it back into her hand, and swallowed the rest. She put her fingers into the puddle in her palm and stirred it around, playing with it like a kid with a new toy. Actually, she treated his penis like her favorite toy.

"Now, we need to get Aliyah to come," Nathan said. Colleen and I thought she needed a man to eat her pussy, so while Nathan worked on her with his lips and tongue, we each took a nipple in our mouth, and suckled on her.

"Oh, oh OH!" she cried, as her hips rose up and she had a shuddering orgasm. We let her rest for a minute and started again and she came two more times.

We thought she'd like to watch us fuck, even if she couldn't do it herself, so Colleen and I kneeled down side-by-side and Nathan alternated between us, slipping his cock into one cunt and then the other. Aliyah was transfixed. After he came, she sucked our juices off his now flaccid cock.

"I don't know how to thank you," she said, and gave us all a deep soul kiss.

When we were alone in bed together, Aliyah said, "That was wonderful but I really wish I could do that with David."

"You could invite David to come over here. You could be with him that way."

"That would be wonderful; could we really do that?"

"We'll try for next weekend."

My brother will be here in 12 days. May 10

I had a date with Ron tonight. I had decided that I wanted to go farther with him than I had before. Aliyah had gotten me all hot and bothered with the night we spent together, and I really wanted to do more stuff with a boy. All we had done so far is make-out. If he'd try to feel my boob, I always pushed his hand away.

I really like kissing a lot, but he has a few quirks about it. Like, it's okay if he puts his tongue in my mouth, which, don't get me wrong, I like, but when I put my tongue in his mouth, he pulls away.

Anyway, tonight we were making out, and I took his hand and put in on my breast, outside my shirt. He rubbed it for a minute or so, then reached right underneath the shirt and started feeling me over my bra.

Well, I really wanted him to touch my bare skin anyway, so I pulled up my top and unhooked my bra. His eyes looked like they were going to bug right out of his head when he looked at them. "Wow, nice rack," he said. I guess that was a compliment?

He grabbed them with both hands and started squeezing them almost like he was kneading a loaf of bread. "Be more gentle, please. Kiss them. Suck my nipples."

I guess he didn't hear me, because he abandoned my boobs and unbuttoned my shorts. He shoved his hand under my panties, then stuck his finger right into my vagina. I wasn't even wet yet, and it hurt. He sawed his finger in and out of me for a while.

Just as I was going to take his hand and direct it toward my clit, he pulled it out of my panties and started undoing the fly on his jeans. He pulled out his penis. It was really small compared to Nathan's, which was the only other one I had ever seen.

He took my hand and put it on his cock. My hand covered all of his shaft and most of the head. I stroked it maybe three or four times, and he went "UHH," and shot his stuff all over the front of me. Then he zipped up his pants and drove me right home.

I was really disappointed, but then I thought, oh well, this is only the first time; it'll be better the next time we go out.

When I crawled into bed, I ran my hands all over my breasts, pulling and tweaking my nipples, then I frigged my clit until I got to come, too. May 11

Ron and I went out again tonight. This time we didn't go to the movies or for a pizza or anything; he just drove straight to the lake where all the kids go to park. I wanted to talk to him, to tell him what I liked, but I didn't get the chance.

He started kissing me and jammed his tongue in my mouth so I couldn't even talk. Before I knew it he had my shirt pulled up, my bra undone, and he was manhandling my boobs again. 

"Shake them for me," he said, so I rotated my shoulders back and forth, and he watched my boobs jiggle and bounce. "Wow, that is so hot!" 

He didn't even try to get into my pants; he just undid his and took his cock out. He pulled my head down toward his lap. "Suck it, baby," he said. I took it into my mouth, and as soon as I ran my tongue around his head, he came. He surprised the shit out of me, and I swallowed it down in one gulp. He put his cock back in his pants and drove me home again. He wouldn't kiss me after he came in my mouth. May 12

Ron is coming over to my house tonight. I hope messing around with him will be better if we can do it in a bed and take our time. I want to show him what I like that will let me come, too. So far it's been all about him.

I lit candles all around my room, and put on a Dave Brubeck CD that I borrowed from Nathan's collection. I had a nice bottle of red wine, and two glasses. I had already opened the wine to let it breathe, like you're supposed to. I'm not at all sophisticated when it comes to wine, because spirits were forbidden in my church.

When Ron came into the house, I put my arms around him and gave him a deep kiss. He started groping me right away, right there in the entrance hall. I took his hand and led him upstairs to my room.

I guess he didn't like Dave Brubeck. "Got any rap?" he asked. I didn't have any, so he dug around in the stack of CD's and pulled out a Bruce Springsteen album. I like Springsteen, but "Born to Run" isn't very romantic, but I put it on for him anyway.

I poured a two glasses of wine and handed him one. "I don't like wine. Got any beer?" I went down to the refrigerator and got two bottles of Dos Equis, because he might like more than one.

He looked disdainfully at the bottle I handed him. "This is spic beer. Got any Bud?" When I told him we didn't, he shrugged and pulled the cap off the bottle. Good thing I brought two, because he chugged the first one right down.


Julie's Journal Ch. 01



He started to grope me again, and I asked him to slow down a minute. He sat on the bed and opened the other beer. I thought I'd do a strip tease for him, and pulled my top off. I was wearing my black lace half-bra that really showed off my boobs. Then I dropped my shorts and stood in front of him in my lacy thong.

"Take it off, baby, take it all off." I knew I was turning him on, because he had a bulge in his pants. It wasn't a very big bulge, but I knew he was hard. I took off my bra and panties and stood naked before him. It turns me on to be nude and have somebody watch me. I shook my boobs for him because I knew he liked that.

I lay down on the bed and tried to tell him some of the things that I like. "I really like to have my nipples fondled and sucked."

"I quit sucking titties when I was a baby."

"I was just trying to tell what arouses me."

"I know sucking cock gets you off."

"Well, I like to do that alright, but I'd like you to go down on me, too."

"I don't eat pussy. I don't like how it smells." I wondered how he knew what I smelled like, if he'd never put his head down there.

I spread my legs apart and pulled my knees up so he could get a good view of my pussy. "Look at me, Ron, I want to show you where to touch me." He turned his head away like I was trying to show him something really disgusting.

"I really like some foreplay," I said.

"I don't need any foreplay," he said, then unzipped his pants and lay right between my legs. He shoved his penis right into me, and I wasn't even wet yet. It was so small it didn't begin to fill me up. He rammed into me about three times, went "UHH!" again, like he did last night, and shot his load.

He got up, zipped up his pants, finished his beer, said, "See you around," then left me lying there. I couldn't stop the tears from running down my face. I didn't even feel like masturbating, so I just pulled the covers over me and cried myself to sleep. May 13

I saw Ron at school today. He had his arm around Sherry Smith and he wouldn't even look at me. I guess my eyes must have still been red, because when I met Aliyah for lunch, she asked me what was wrong. So I told her about last night, and my disastrous attempt at romance. 

"That's not all of it," she said. "You should here what he's saying about you. David heard him in the locker room." "What is he saying?" I guess my face had turned white by that time.

"He's bragging about how he fucked you, and what an easy lay you are. Then he called you a cumslut, because you let him come in your mouth."

"Let him? I didn't have any choice; he came almost instantly and I didn't even have a chance to pull away. And when he fucked me, he didn't last but maybe ten seconds."

Then it dawned on me—four different jocks had asked me out that morning, and some of the invitations seemed kind of lewd. I put my head in my hands, "Oh God, my reputation is ruined."

Just then, Carrie Nelson and Debbie Sanders, and half a dozen cheerleaders came up to the table where Aliyah and I were sitting. Oh jeez, I thought, I'm really going to be ostracized.

"We heard what that asshole Ron Johnson said about you, and we're really pissed off about it," Carrie said.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what to say."

"We're not pissed at you; we're pissed at him for saying that kind of shit. All of us have sex with our boyfriends, and we all give them blow jobs."

Then Aliyah told them the rest of the story, about what a jerk he was. "He shoots his load in about ten seconds, too. Besides that, he's got about a three inch dick."

"I have an idea," Debbie said. "I'll sext him with a picture of my boobs, and tell him I want a picture of him with a hard-on."

Well, Debbie turned out to be a genius. The dumb shit sent her the picture, and she sexted it to everyone in school, under the heading "Ten Second Wonder with a 3" Cock." Really fixed his wagon. 

I asked her what would happen if he sent her picture around. "Hey, I got great tits; it's good advertising. I got about a dozen guys asking me for dates. I'm a total slut, and I'm proud of it."

Only about ten days until my brother gets here. May 14

Aliyah and David had a secret rendezvous at my house tonight. When she answered the door, he was stunned when he saw her. She was wearing short shorts and a low cut tank top that showed lots of cleavage. Her shiny black hair was combed out and hung down to her waist. He had only seen her in her hijab and shapeless clothes. She is a stone fox.

She threw her arms around him, and they shared a deep and passionate kiss. Her body was pressed tightly against his, and when they separated, I could see that he had a bulge in his pants. A big bulge. They kissed some more, and I could see that hey were grinding their bodies against each other. David had one hand on each cheek of her buttocks, and he was squeezing and massaging her. The look on her face was of pure joy. I was really glad that I could do this for her.

I was letting them use my room, so I took them upstairs. We had put candles all around, and had Norah Jones on the stereo, which David liked a lot. There was a nice bottle of wine, which David also liked.

Aliyah and I had a conversation about the wine. "I've never tasted wine before; it's against my religion to drink alcohol."

"It's also against your religion to convort around naked in front of a man who isn't your husband."

"Good point. I'll have some wine." She discovered that she really liked wine, and the nice warm buzz she got from it.

We left David sitting on the bed with a glass of wine, while I helped Aliyah "get ready." She was already wearing a lacy white demi-bra and thong, but I got her a matching garter belt, some white stockings, and a sexy silk robe.

"I want to ask you a big favor, Julie. David knows we can't have intercourse because of my father and the virginity thing. We can do everything else, oral sex and stuff, but we have to stop there. I want him to experience everything, so when we're finished messing around, would you fuck him for me?"

Well, that left me whomperjawed! "Are you sure you want me to do that?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Well, okay, but just as a favor to you." I felt really weird about it. And almost guilty when my pussy tingled when I thought about it. Almost. 

I was going to leave them alone and watch TV in the guest room. They could call me when they were ready. 

Aliyah told me everything that happened while I was out of the room:

They poured a glass of wine, and toasted each other, "To us." 

They kissed for a long time, and held each other tight. She took a step back, undid the belt on her robe and let it pool around her feet. David gasped when he looked at her, this beautiful vision in white lace and jet-black hair.

The bra lifted her ample breasts. Barely covering her nipples, the rounded tops spilled out and over. He kissed her lips, then slowly moved down her throat, across her chest, and down to the exposed portion of her breasts. As her breath deepened they rose and fell with each new intake of air.

His tongue took over, licking the valley between them, then snuck under the lacy fabric of her bra, searching for a nipple. He turned her so she was facing the mirror, then unsnapped her bra. From behind, he arranged her hair over her breasts, letting them peek out through the silky black curtain.

She watched as he fondled them, gently running his hands over every curve and contour. Her skin was alive. Electric. Every nerve ending tingled with excitement. Gently, gently, he kneaded and massaged her firm, ripe breasts.

He skimmed his hands over her nipples, feeling them swell, then grow hard under his touch. When he rolled them with his fingers, she backed into him and felt his erection, through his pants, pressing into the cleft between her cheeks.

She writhed against him as he continued to caress her nipples, then threw her head back. "Oh God, oh God, OOH," she shouted, as the orgasm wracked her body.

He dropped to his knees and began to unhook the garters, and slowly roll the white stockings down, caressing her legs as he went. He kissed her inner thigh, across her panty-clad mound, pausing to blow softly into her pussy, before moving down the other leg.

When he slid her panties down, he ran his tongue up her slit. Her engorged clit poked out between her puffy lips, and he sucked it into his mouth. Her knees were weak and she held onto his shoulders to keep from sinking right to the floor.

She pulled him up so he stood in front of her, and began to undress him. When she had his shirt off, she pressed her breasts against his naked chest, flesh against flesh. Dropping to her knees, she unzipped his pants and pulled them down.

His erection filled the front of his shorts, the head just peeking out the top. She pulled his underwear down and the hard cock sprang free. It was big. And beautiful, she thought.

She watched herself in the mirror as her tongue snicked out and laved him, from base to crown. Her whole face smiled as she kissed the head, then took it in her hand and led him toward the bed. She remembered Colleen saying, "You can lead a man anywhere if you've got his cock in your hand."

Aliyah lay spread-eagled on the burgundy sheets, her olive skin enhanced by the satin fabric. David lay on top of her, his hard-on pressed between her puffy outer lips. As his tongue explored her mouth, he dry-humped her, his cock rubbing against her engorged clit until she shouted out his name and came again, flooding the sheets beneath her.

He wanted so much to be in her cunt, but knew he couldn't go there. She had to remain a virgin, as much as both of them wanted it to be otherwise.

He kissed his way down her body, licking and sucking on her nipples until she writhed in ecstasy beneath him. Lower, lower, his mouth moved down her body, until he reached her pussy.

She drew her knees up to give him access, and he spread her lips apart and feasted on her hidden treasures. He licked and sucked, running his tongue all around her opening, tantalizing, torturing her, because they knew he couldn't penetrate her. Not with his cock. Not with his finger. Not even with his tongue.

Her clit throbbed beneath his mouth, and when he took the whole thing into his mouth, her hips rose up, a moan escaped from deep in her throat and she flooded his face with her juice.

He licked her pussy clean, then rolled off her and over onto his back, his swollen cock bobbing with every beat of his heart. She kissed it. Licked it. Sucked it. Drew his balls into her mouth and tongued them too.

As she bobbed her head over his cock, his hips began to rise and fall in rhythm with her mouth, until he was literally fucking her face. He started to growl as he got closer, closer to his peak. "AHHH," he shouted as he exploded, filling her mouth with his jism.

As he was still hard, Aliyah crept down the hall to get me to come in and fuck him. "I really want to thank you for doing this for me."

"Anything for a friend," I said, still feeling a little bit guilty for being really horny. A little bit. 

When I came into the room, he was lying on his back with his cock in his hand. A nice big cock. Compared to Ron's teeny weenie it was huge.

"I feel a little weird. What do you want me to do?"

"Just fuck him."

"I'm afraid I'm not ready yet. My pussy is still dry; I need a little foreplay to get me in the mood."

"We can do that." Aliyah lay one side of me and David lay on the other. They took turns kissing me. David's kisses were more intense, more passionate, the kind you'd give to a lover, not a casual fuck. I was a bit perplexed, but I really enjoyed it.

They both ran their hands up and down my body. Each of them took one of my breasts in their hands, and stroked and caressed them, massaging each one just the way I like it.

The tips of their tongues traced circles around my nipples, and when they both sucked on them, I could hold back any more, and had a crashing orgasm. David went down on me, lapping up my wetness and sticking his tongue as deep as it would go into my vagina.

Aliyah looked a little non-plussed, because he looked like he was enjoying me more than he should. She kind of nudged him aside and took over eating my pussy. Her tongue was soft and gentle, as she circled around my clit. Then she nibbled on it with her soft lips.

She brought me up slowly, gently, up to my peak and the over the edge, with an orgasm that started in my toes and rushed through my whole quivering body. She looked at David, "I think she's ready now."

As he was already lying down with his hard cock in the air, I decided to be on top. I straddled him, and took him in my hand, rubbing the head back and forth over my clit. I eased it gently between my swollen lips, and sank slowly, slowly down on him until he was completely engulfed inside my pussy.

I rose up and lowered myself slowly again, then settled and rocked back and forth, letting my clit rub over his pubic bone. Then I contracted my vaginal muscles and squeezed him tight.

Colleen had taught me how to do kegle exercises to tone my inner muscles, and I got so good at it, I probably could crack walnuts with my cunt. Almost.

As I rode him, I could watch my boobs bouncing up and down in the mirror. David cupped them in his hands and rolled my nipples, and I started frigging my clit with my fingers.

Because I was doing this for a friend, I probably wasn't supposed to enjoy it. But I did. Big time.

David started thrusting up into me, going faster and faster. His big cock filled me up and it felt soo good. I started to moan, and moan, and then I came really hard. I flooded his balls with my slippery juices, and I reached behind me and took them in my hand, letting them slip and slide. David was going crazy.

He pulled his dick out of me and had me get on my hands and knees, then he plunged into me doggy style. He acted like a starving man who was just given a loaf of bread.

Grabbing my hips, he pulled me into him and he slammed into me, again, and again. You could probably hear the slapping noises all the way to Cleveland. He grunted and growled, then threw his head back, and screamed like a banshee as he came, filling me up with his spunk.

He fell off me, and Aliyah watched his semen ooze back out of my vagina. She caught it all in her mouth, then licked me clean. I had bruises on my hips where his hands had dug into me.

Aliyah thanked me profusely, and told me how much she wanted to feel a hard cock inside her. She could see how much David enjoyed fucking me.

Later that night, David called me on the phone. "That was really great, Julie. I'd like to do that again tomorrow."

"Aliyah can't come over until next weekend."

"I know; I want it to be just you and me."

I told him in no uncertain terms that I could never do that to my friend. Then I hung up on him. Between Ron and David, I'm beginning to think all men are pigs. Except for Nathan, that is.

My brother is coming in nine days.



Julie's Journal Ch. 02



May 13

My brother is coming in eight days, and I am going to fuck him. In the meantime, life goes on.

I didn't see my friend Aliyah at school yesterday. I thought maybe she was too heartsick after I told her about David's phone call to me. I debated with myself whether to tell her or not, but, to me, what he did was the ultimate betrayal. If it was me, I surely would want to know.

Well, when I saw her today, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Her hijab was gone, and so was her long baggy dress. She wore a white peasant dress, cut several inches above her knees, with a scoop neck that showed a modest cleavage.

Her waist-length black hair was combed out and hung loose down her back. She wore a beautiful pair of gold hoop earrings, and some pretty pink lip-gloss. White is definitely a great color for her, because it shows off her olive skin and flawless complexion.

"Aliyah, what happened? Did your father relent and let you wear western clothes?"

"My father and brothers went back to Iraq. My mother wouldn't go with him, so it's me and Mom and my sisters here. They're going to get divorced."

"Won't he miss her? And your sisters?"

"Women are treated like shit there. We're considered possessions, just like cattle. He'll just get a new wife, maybe more than one."

"I missed you yesterday. What were you doing?"

"Shopping!" she said with a huge grin, then twirled around in her new dress, her skirt flying up, revealing her lovely thighs. She bent over and showed me her new half-bra, a totally sexy light lavender lace. "And I got a thong to match."

"How's your Mom holding up?"

"She deliriously happy. She got married when she was thirteen, had my older brother when she was fourteen. She never had a choice, her father arranged the marriage."

"Is she going to adopt western ways too?"

"Well, today she's wearing designer jeans and a halter top. She's 36 and she really looks hot. I'd never seen her body before, she was always covered up."

"So now that you're liberated, what are you going to do?"

"The first thing I'm going to do is lose my virginity. Um, do you think Nathan would fuck me?" 

"We can ask him when you come over tomorrow. I'm so excited for you!" I gave her a huge hug.

Carrie Nelson and Debbie Sanders had invited me to a slumber party at Carrie's house tonight. All the popular girls were going to be there, and I was flattered to be with that group. I think.

I didn't know what kind of sleepwear would be appropriate, because I had never been to a slumber party before. I usually sleep in the nude, but I have some baby dolls. They were see-through lace, and pretty risqué, but I thought what the hell and brought them anyway.

Sometimes I have to laugh at myself, because it was only a month or so ago that I slept in a full length flannel night gown, never had sex, I didn't even know what masturbation is, and I'd never had an orgasm. Now look at me—a teen-age sex maniac. I think about it all the time. Is that normal?

I had no idea what to expect when I got to Carrie's house, and I didn't know most of the girls who would be there. I've always been kind of shy, and with the upbringing I had, I didn't have a lot in common with them. Not too many of them had been raised in a Christian colony like me.

They all seemed to be pretty nice, but I had the feeling I was being checked out pretty good. Carrie's father was barbequing hamburgers in the backyard, and they were serving cokes and other soft drinks. 

She whispered to me, "the parental units are going to leave after dinner, so we won't have them around to chaperone." I wondered why we needed chaperones anyway, because we were all over eighteen, and of legal age. 

As soon as they were out of the driveway, Debbie shouted, "It's par-tay time," and two other girls came out carrying a case of beer. I knew I liked wine, but I had never tasted beer before. We were all sitting around the picnic table next to the swimming pool.

Someone twisted the top off a longneck bottle and passed it to me, and I took a big sip. It was kind of bitter compared to soda, but I decided I liked it. I was thirsty, so I took a really big swallow, the bubbles raced up from my stomach, and I burped. Kind of loudly.

"Oh, excuse me," I said, and looked really embarrassed. One of the girls laughed, took a really big gulp, and burped even louder that I had. 

Then it became a contest. "UURP!" came from one side of the table, "BEELCH!" from another. We all laughed so hard there were tears streaking down our faces. It was hardly lady-like. Then we drank some more beer.

Janie pulled a bag of green stuff out of her purse, put some carefully on a small piece of paper, and rolled it up. She lit it up, inhaled a big mouthful, held her breath, then passed it to Heather, who did the same.

It looked too small to be a cigarette and the smoke smelled sweeter. When it was passed to me, I did the same thing they did. But I couldn't hold it in. My throat burned and my eyes watered and I couldn't stop coughing.

"Aha, a pot virgin," Tiffany giggled. "Don't feel bad, everybody does that the first time. Take in a little bit of smoke and a lot of air," she said, and demonstrated. I tried it that way and I didn't cough or choke at all.

Then, all of sudden, the thought hit me. Pot? That's marijuana isn't it? Oh my God! The devil weed! They showed us the movie "Reefer Madness" at church camp. Was I going to go insane? Become an ax murderer? 

I looked around the table, and everyone really calm and smiling. And eating chocolate chip cookies. Lots of them. God, they were good! Best cookies I ever tasted. Ever.

Then somebody passed another doobie around. I was a pro by then. Sucked that mother right down. I scored a bag to take home for Colleen and Nathan. Now I can turn them onto something. Gee, listen to me; I sound like a real doper.

The music was the best I ever heard. It was Eric Clapton. Now, I've him before, and even the same CD, but never like this. It's like you could pull the notes right out of the air. "I Shot the Sheriff." Wow, I can sing that. So I did.

"Let's go swimming," Carrie shouted.

"Um, I didn't bring a bathing suit." Truth is, I don't even own one.

"We didn't either; we're going skinny dipping."

"You all can skinny-dip. Myself, I chunky-dunk," Marla said. She was kind of, uh, well, fat. She also has gigundous boobs.

I love skinny-dipping. I love being naked, especially in front of other people, guys or girls. I guess I've turned into an exhibitionist. 

Being the new girl in the group, I know they're going to check me out. But that's okay, I've got a beautiful body. I'm going to check them out too. Women's bodies really turn me on. Men's too. I think maybe I'm bi.

We all stripped off our clothes. Most of the girls either shaved their pussies, or had a landing strip, except Marla, who had a huge black bush. "I can't see it past my stomach to shave it," she laughed. At least she was comfortable with who she was.

Most of the girls were pretty well endowed in the boob department, but they were all different. Carrie had pretty big ones, probably a D cup that only sagged a little bit. Debbie's were kind of elongated, with really big nipples.

Janie and Heather had really small breasts, barely a handful. "We belong to the IBT club."

"What's the IBT club?"

"Itty Bitty Titties." We all laughed at that one.

Carly got a boob job for her eighteenth birthday. She's really thin and has these enormous hooters. She says the guys really go for them. I think they look ridiculous.

Of all the girls there, I think mine were the nicest. I'm probably prejudiced, but mine are round and full, sit high on my chest, have a nice uplift, and have quarter-sized areolas with pretty pink nipples.

Karen had a little digital camera and went around taking pictures of us. I posed for mine, pulling my waist-length natural blonde hair over the front of me, so my breasts peeked through. I was kind of turned on, so my clit and some of my inner labia stuck out through my slit. 

We all went swimming then. Marla stood on the diving board, bounced a couple of times, and did a huge cannonball. We noticed she spread her cheeks apart before she hit the water. "Power douche," she said, grinning. We were lucky there was still some water left in the pool.

All of a sudden, I looked up at one of the second story windows and saw two faces peeking out from behind a curtain.

"Carrie, there's somebody watching us from up there," I said.

"That's just my little brother and one of his buddies getting cheap thrills. This'll give those little dickheads some jack-off material for the next month," she laughed.

"Come on, let's get dressed and go in before the guys get here."

"Guys?"

"What's a slumber party, if a bunch of guys don't raid it?"

They had a finished rec room in their basement, and there were wall-to-wall mattresses on the floor for us to sleep on. And to do other stuff on, as I later found out.

Before long five guys came clomping in, carrying two cases of beer. There were eight girls, so we were a little mis-matched. "I'll get my brother Tom," Carrie said. 

Well, Tom turned out to be a super-hunk. He stood 6'2", had really broad shoulders, dark hair and green eyes, and a face that looked like Brad Pitt. He's twenty-two. Our eyes locked on each other. He licked his lips, and I licked mine. Instant chemistry. Yum.

Let's see, there was Tom, Brad, Tony, Jim, Art, and a guy they introduced as "Meat." All the guys were on the football team, so they were pretty buff.

"Why do they call him Meat?" I asked Debbie.

"Wait awhile; you'll find out."

All the guys were checking me out pretty thoroughly. Fresh meat, you know. I heard somebody whisper, "what a fox," and that made me feel really good. 

Beer flowed freely, and there were about a dozen pre-rolled joints on the coffee table. Before long everyone was all mellowed out. "Let's start the games," Carrie announced.

"What kind of games?" I thought about Monopoly or Clue, or something like that.

"Sex games."

"Wow, you play sex games with your brother?"

"Sure, we're fuck-buddies. He copped my cherry when I was fourteen. I seduced him."

Wow, I thought. Maybe my brother and I can be fuck-buddies. That would be really cool. 

Turns out we were going to play poker. Strip poker. Because there were so many people, if we did it one at a time, it would take all night, so we divided into teams, guys vs. girls.

If a girl got the best hand, all the girls would remove an article of clothing from all the guys. So you wouldn't get the same guy all the time, the girl with the highest hand would undress the guy with the lowest one. And vice versa. 

Confused? Yeah, so was I, but it became more clear as we played.

Oh yeah, one other thing; the couple involved would make-out for two minutes, once the garment was removed. While you were kissing, you could fondle each other, but only in the areas where your clothes had been removed. Like a guy could play with my tits, but only when my bra was off.

When both people were totally naked, you could fuck. I was really excited.

Each person wore only four items; girls wore a blouse, pants or skirt, bra, and panties. Guys wore a shirt, T-shirt, pants, and undershorts. 

The girls won the first hand, so we all took a guy's shirt off. I got Tony. He was just an okay kisser, and didn't ring any bells. Besides, his breath smelled like garlic. 

Because there wasn't an equal number of people, two of the girls had to pair off with each other. Tiffany and Carly were the first two, and the guys really got off on watching two girls make out. They'd really go nutso when the game went further.

The guys won the next one, and I was paired off with Tom! I was quivering with excitement when he pulled the crop-top over my head. He stepped back and looked at my breasts spilling out of my pretty lacy half-bra.

"You are really beautiful," he whispered in my ear, before he pressed his lips to mine. While we kissed, he ran his fingers through my hair and massaged my back. He was a most excellent kisser. His mouth moved from mine to the tops of my breasts, and I flooded my panties.

Girls won the next one, and I took off Jim's T-shirt. He had a really muscular chest and taut abs, and he was a pretty good kisser. Tom was kissing Heather and our eyes were locked on each other's the whole time. It was electric.

Art took down my cut-offs, and I was down to my lacy bra and matching thong. He massaged my ass cheeks, while he kissed me. He had an erection that he ground into the front of me. I don't even remember if he was any good at making out, because all I could taste was Tom's sweet mouth.

I found out why he was called Meat, when I slid his Levi's down. He wasn't wearing any underwear, because there wasn't a pair of Jockey shorts that could hold that thing; he ran it down his pants leg.

"Jesus Christ on whole-wheat toast!" I said when I finally freed that monster. King Kong schlong, and it wasn't even hard yet. He had balls that belonged on a pool table. Everyone in the room was cracking up. These kids had known each other from grammar school and everyone has seen it before. 

Because he was short one item of clothing, according to the rules of the game, I got a reprieve from doing anything with it. It would have taken two hands just to jerk him off.

When the girls lost, I was so glad that it was Tom who got to take my bra off. His eyes lit up when he saw my bare breasts, and his hand were so gentle when he caressed them. When he tweaked my nipples, I couldn't hold back, and I came right there.

I must have moaned rather loudly, because a couple girls look really envious. "I want you," he whispered in my ear.

"Oh, I want you too."

It must have been kismet or something, because I got to be the one to take Tom's briefs off. When I slipped them down his legs, my face was right in front of his throbbing erection.

His cock was beautiful. Pretty big. (Carrie told me it was 7 1/2 inches; she measured her brother's cock. I wonder how big my brother's cock is?)

I licked it all the way from bottom to top, and then I kissed the head. He oozed a bit of clear liquid, and I sucked it up. When we kissed again, my lips were all slippery. While we did our two-minute make-out, I stroked it with my hand. He was moaning the whole time.

Looking around the room was really trippy. All the girls were topless and the guys were naked. All of them had a hard-on, and it was neat to see all the different kinds and sizes of cocks. I saw my first uncircumcised penis too. It had skin all the way over the head, with just a little bit of the tip sticking out.

A lot of guys didn't last the whole two minutes. They shot their loads right away, and their partners seemed really disappointed.

When we got down to the final hand of poker, I cheated. I slipped Tom two aces, and he gave me a three and a six. He won and I lost, so he got to fuck me. I was in heaven!

Janie and Heather were the two odd girls out, so they had to do each other. All the guys stopped to watch as they kissed, played with each other's breasts, and finally settled into the 69 position. I had done it with another girl, both Colleen and Aliyah, but I'd never watched two others do it. I think I was as turned on as the guys. It was really hot.

Meat and Marla sat out the final round, because she was the only one who could take on that monster cock. Her cunt must be as wide as her body. They did it doggy-style and we watched as he slipped it in her pussy. He kept slowly going, pushing it in. I don't know how, but he got it all in. It must have touched her heart. Literally.

Most of the guys just hopped on their partner and started humping away. Tony came so fast that Tiffany didn't even get off. We could see her frigging her clit with her fingers after he was through. His jizz was pouring out of her vagina. Wham, bam, thank you ma'm.

But not Tom. He really knew how to make love to a woman. He kissed and licked me all over my body. His tongue laved my nipples and they got so hard, I thought they would burst.

He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked, then moved across to the other one. My body was on fire. I writhed under him and came so hard I must have leaked a quart of juice.

His mouth moved down to my pussy and he sucked up as much as he could get in his mouth. "I love your scent," he said.

He spread my lips apart and looked at me. "Your pussy is so beautiful." I like looking at in the mirror too. My lips look like pink rose petals.

He went to work on me with his tongue, flicking it across my hood until my clit peeked out. He ran circles around its swollen head, then sucked it into his mouth and worked it with his lips.

My hips started to buck, my whole body shuddered. "Oh yes, yes...OH GOD YES," I screamed, as my orgasm flooded his face. The girls were looking at me with envy, cause, except for Carrie, none of their partners had gone down on them.

"I'm ready, Tom, please let me feel your cock inside me." He hovered over me and rubbed the head of his cock all over my clit, then he slipped it into me. Slowly, slowly, until he bottomed out, touching my cervix.

My hips rose up to meet him as he thrust into me. After awhile, we switched positions and I got on top of him. My hair made kind of a tent around him, and our eyes we focused right on each other. I loved to watch his face as we made love.

His hands were all over me, fondling my breasts, playing with my nipples, then rubbing my clit with his thumb. I lost count of how many times I came. I was in heaven.

Everyone in the room was watching us, which just added to the thrill for me. Here i was, the star of my own sex show.

I sat all the way down on his cock, and started squeezing him with my vaginal muscles. So tight. So slippery. As I milked him, he started to moan, louder, and louder. 

Then he rose up. His whole body shook, and I could feel his warm semen flood me, as he emptied his balls in the neck of my womb. That triggered a monster orgasm for me too, and we collapsed in a heap.

As we cuddled and stroked each other's body, he whispered, "Stay with me tonight."

"Oh yes, yes."

He led me upstairs to his bedroom. I was thrilled; it was the first time I ever spent a night with a guy.

We made love three more times in his bed. Then we cuddled, spooned actually, and fell asleep together. In the middle of the night, I felt him rubbing my pussy enough to get me wet. Then he lifted my leg and slipped his cock into me. We fell right back to sleep, and he was still inside me in the morning.

I'm in love.

May 14

My brother is coming in a week!

I met Carrie at school today. "So, how did you like Tom?" she asked.

"He was wonderful. I think I'm in love."

"You don't want to be in love with him. Trust me. He treats girls like Kleenex; use it once and throw it away. He's my brother, I know him."

"But-but, maybe this is different. He told me I was beautiful, and a wonderful lover."

"Honey, he says that to all the girls. He's fucked everyone that was there last night. Except Marla."

"But he said he'd call me."

"Don't hold your breath; you're just the latest flavor-of-the-month to him."

"But he's just such a wonderful lover, he really knows how to get a woman off, and he cares about how she feels."

"I know, I've been fucking him for four years. We get it on when one of us is horny and doesn't have a date. He did say one thing, though. He said you did some incredible stuff with your cunt muscles. Can you teach me how to do that?"

"Sure. Come over some time, and you can borrow my cousin Colleen's Kegle-Master."

"So, I hear your brother is coming to stay with you. Do you fuck him?"

"Not yet. He's nineteen and he's still a virgin."




Julie's Journal Ch. 02



"But you're gonna fuck him?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's the best way; train him right and you've got a lover right at home."

"That's my plan," I said with big grin. "I still hope I can get together again with Tom, though."

"Some people think they're gonna see a chicken with lips."

Just then Aliyah came over. Since her transformation, guys have been hovering around her like flies around a fresh cow pie. She looks really exotic, like something out of Arabian Nights. I introduced her to Carrie.

"Are you new here?" Carrie asked.

"No, I've been here since my freshman year."

"How come I've never seen you around?"

"She used to wear a hijab. You know, that Muslim headdress."

"You mean you're one of those sand-nig...oops, sorry."

"Not any more." Aliyah dumped Islam along with her hijab.

"So are we still on for tonight?" I asked Aliyah.

"You bet."

"What's tonight?" Carrie wanted know.

"She's going to lose her virginity. My cousin Nathan is going to do the honors." Aliyah blushed. Maybe I shouldn't have blabbed? Maybe I also should have asked Nathan first?

"Welcome to the club. That's a huge occasion in any girl's life." I can sure relate to that; after all I lost my cherry less than a month ago.

Aliyah came after school to spend the night. Colleen had baked a ham for dinner, and then had a sudden thought. "I didn't think about this, but I read where it's against the Muslim faith to eat pork or anything from a pig."

"I'd love to try some ham. My Mom and I have given up anything to do with Islam." She scarfed down all the ham on her plate and came back for seconds. She also had two glasses of wine.

"Is your Mom wearing western clothes, too?" Nathan asked.

"Oh yes. You should have seen her shopping at Victoria's Secret; she almost bought out the store. She's really beautiful. Do you know she's 36 years old and she's never had an orgasm? I'm going to teach her how to masturbate."

"I read about some Muslim women going through genital mutilation; did that happen to her?" Colleen asked. 

"What's that?" Nathan wanted to know.

"They remove a young girl's clitoris so she'll never have any sexual pleasure. Usually they cut it out with no anesthesia."

"No, she was lucky. My grandmother hid her when they came to her village to do that. It's so weird talking to my Mom about sex; that was always taboo in our household. I know more about than she does, and she had five children."

After dinner, I pulled out the bag of pot I got at the slumber party. "Anybody want to smoke some?"

Colleen and Nathan had never tried any before. They looked at each other and said "Sure," in unison. 

"Have you ever tried any before, Aliyah?"

"My father and my brothers used to smoke hashish in a hookah. One day, when they were gone, my sister and I smoked some. We liked it."

Well, I twisted a couple doobies up, just like an old pro. Actually I had been practicing all afternoon. We fired one up and passed it around the table.

Before too long, everybody was laughing and having a high old time. We ate a whole pan of brownies. Then some Dove bars. And quart of Ben and Jerry's. And drank some more wine. 

Then Aliyah popped the question: "I want to lose my virginity. Nathan, would you be my first?"

"I'd be honored," he said, and looked at Colleen for affirmation.

"I'm gonna hang a 'For Rent' sign on your dick," she smiled at him. "Same rules, I get to watch. Julie too."

We decided to make it an extra special night for her. The bedroom was lined with candles, and we put Nathan's "Moonlight Sonata" CD on the stereo.

Aliyah had never been in a hot tub before, so we started there. Hot water and those wonderful jets would get her really relaxed. Colleen put some gardenia scent into the water, so the whole room smelled like a tropical garden.

We all stripped down to get in the tub, and I stood for a moment fixated on the beautiful bodies Aliyah and Colleen had; both had full, firm, round breasts. Colleen's nipples are puffy and pink, and Aliyah's are perky and brown. The contrast between the shiny black hair and the golden blonde is striking.

I looked in the mirror, and saw myself reflected in the glass. My body isn't too shabby either. Nathan, surrounded by all the lovely female flesh, had a massive erection.

One by one, we girls bent down and took the head of his cock in our mouths and gave it a little suck before we got in the water. He fondled our hanging breasts when we did that.

We all had a glass of wine sitting on the rim of the tub. I fired up another doobie and passed it around. When it came back to me, I took a hit and dropped it in the water. That struck me as really funny, so I giggled and lit up another one.

The way we were sitting, all six of our breasts were floating on top of the water. Nathan was basking in titty city. Colleen had her feet stretched across the tub with his cock in between them. It made my heart go pitty-pat when I saw how much they loved each other.

I hit the button that turned the jets on and we were immediately surrounded by the pulsing water. Aliyah was enchanted; she had never experienced a Jacuzzi before. We showed her how to scoot her butt over the jet that blows around her pussy, then all three of us did that. I love to watch a girl's face when she comes.

We all dried off and moved over to the bed. We had decided to give Aliyah a full-body massage, to help her get ready for her big event. We had some massage oil heating in a warmer.

She lay face down to start, and six hands went to work on her body. Nathan started at the top, working on her neck and shoulders, and Colleen and I took her legs, each of us putting one of her feet in our lap.

Colleen's brother, Rob, taught her how to do sexual reflexology, which by manipulating certain pressure points on the feet, sends a wave of pleasure to the genitals. When we worked some of the hot spots, we could see Aliyah writhing in pleasure.

We worked slowly up her legs, kneading and massaging her calves, then up her thighs. When we got to the top of her legs, we could kind of tease her pussy lips from behind.

We each took one of her ass cheeks in our hands, stroking, and digging our hands into the round, firm flesh. God, she's got a nice ass. Aliyah was getting turned on. So were we. 

She turned over and we started to work her front side. I took one of her breasts in my hands, running them around all her wonderful curves, the warm oil making them all slick and slippery in my hands.

Colleen worked on her other boob, then we both assaulted her pointy brown nipples. While we were doing this, Nathan massaged her belly, slowly letting his hands approach her naked mound.

He pulled her knees up and spread her legs apart, and massaged her upper thighs and into the crease between her outer pussy lips and her legs. When he started on the lips themselves, she moaned and her big clit snuck out between them.

Colleen and I both bent down to lick it, sending Aliyah over the edge, as streams of clear liquid shot out of her cunt. We each kissed her deeply, and she sucked her juices off our tongues.

None of us had ever seen an intact hymen before, and we were really curious. We asked Aliyah to spread her minora apart so we could see it. There it was, a pink membrane with a hole in the middle about the size of my little finger, covering the entrance to her vagina. She was about to lose it. 

She was as ready as we could get her. Hot. Wet.

Colleen and I each held one of her hands, as Nathan positioned himself over her. His cock was huge, and throbbing. He rubbed the head over her clit and between her lips, to get it all wet and slippery. He whispered to her and asked if she was ready. When she nodded, he plunged inside her.

We were watching her face, expecting to see her wince in pain as he ripped through her maidenhead. But she didn't. There was a look of surprise for an instant, replaced by the sweetest smile I've ever seen.

He started fucking her in long, slow strokes, and she rose up to meet him. We could see her blood on his shaft. "Oh, yes, yes, yes. You feel so good inside me. Now I feel like a woman."

Colleen and I left them alone to enjoy their experience, and we turned to each other. "Are you as turned on as I am?"

"Oh God yes. I wish we each had a penis, too."

"Well, I've got the next best thing," she said and pulled a couple of dildoes out of the drawer in her bedside table. "We can do each other." 

We held each other and kissed for a while, our tongues dancing with each other. I sucked on her nipples, feeling the hard nubs emerge from her beautiful puffy areolas. Too bad men don't have nipples like a woman does. Of course if you have a threesome, you can suck a cock and a tit. Nathan's cock was kind of busy at that moment. Too bad.

I laid back and held my pussy wide open, and Colleen slipped one of her toys inside me. It was a short one with a bend in it and little rubber fingers for my clit. It was a G-spot vibrator.

Well, she turned it on, and WOW! This was a whole new experience for me. I didn't even know what a G-spot was, but I sure do have one. WOW! A whole new kind of orgasm. I felt like the top of my head was going to blow off. 

I got out my Rabbit to do her with. She had never tried one, so we gave each other a whole new experience. I was about to slip it in her, but her pussy is just so pretty, I had to kiss it first. And stick my tongue in the hole where the toy is going to go.

Her vagina was so wet and so slippery, we didn't need any Jiffy Lube (that's what I call AstroGlide). I turned it on and slid it between her lips. The revolving head disappeared inside her like it was a Roto-Rooter.

It really is cool the way the head on that toy massages the walls of your vagina, way deep inside. I watched as the revolving little balls worked on her pussy lips. Colleen was moaning and writhing on the bed.

I slid the hood back on her clit, and put the Rabbit ears right on the little man in the boat. Then I turned the vibrator on high. It didn't more than a minute to bring her to a screaming orgasm. She started to squirt, and blew the toy right out of her cunt.

Nathan and Aliyah had worked themselves up to a frantic pace. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, her hips were bucking, and we could watch his balls swing and slap her on the ass. It really turns me on to watch other people fucking.

They both started moaning, and you couldn't tell which sounds came from her and which from him. We could see Nathan's scrotum tighten up, so we knew he was about to come.

Aliyah's head was writhing around on the pillow, and she had her bottom lip clenched between her teeth. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. "Yes, yes, yes, Oh God, YES," she yelled, and her whole body shuddered.

"AHHHH," came a growl from Nathan's throat, and they came at the same time.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him into a deep soul kiss. "Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart. And the bottom of my pussy, too," she added as an afterthought, with a huge smile.

When he pulled out of her, we could see his semen, mixed with her juices, flowing out of her vagina. Colleen knelt down between her legs and sucked it all up. I took Nathan's beautiful cock in my mouth and washed him clean.

Then Aliyah dropped a bombshell. "I wonder if we could all teach my mother about orgasms? I was going to show her how to masturbate, but if would be so much better for her, if she could have an orgasm with a cock in her."

Wow, now that would be really interesting. Fun, too.

I started to think about all our sexual activities. Nathan had all these women to fuck, but Colleen didn't have anyone else. I wonder if she'd like to fuck my brother. That would be really hot. 

He'll be here in a week.



Julie's Journal Ch. 03



May 15

My brother will be here in six days. In the meantime, life goes on.

I know I'm going to fuck him, but now that the time is getting closer, I'm starting to panic a little bit, because I haven't developed my strategy yet. Maybe I'll talk to Carrie, see how seduced her brother. 

Big surprise--Tom called me today. "I really liked being with you, Julie. I'd like to see you again." Maybe Carrie was wrong about him being a "fuck 'em and forget 'em" type of guy?

"I liked being with you too, Tom, and I'd like to see you again."

"Can you come over this evening, and we can spend the night together again?"

Well, I started to get hot just thinking about it; he is such a wonderful lover. And such a hunk. Any girl would be proud to be seen with him. But that's the problem, because if all we do is stay in his room and make love, nobody will ever see us together.

"I'd love to spend the night with you again. But I don't want to be just your fuck toy." Which was kind of a lie, cause I'd be really happy to be his fuck toy. Actually, he could be MY fuck toy, even if we didn't do anything else.

"If we're going to get together again, I want to have a real date." I held my breath, because I was sure he was going to kiss me off.

"Sure. How about dinner Friday night? We can go to the Oak Room at the Plaza Hotel."

"I'd love to go to dinner with you." Wow! A real date! Then I had a new worry; what was I going to wear? The Oak Room is the fanciest place in town. I hope Colleen has a dress I can borrow.

When I saw Carrie in school, she seemed really surprised. "Tom said he asked you to dinner at the Oak Room. You must have really made an impression on him; I can't remember him ever doing that before. I think he really likes you."

"I hope so, because I really like him, too."

"Hey, by the way, you said you'd teach me how to do that vajayjay squeeze thing you do."

"Vajayjay?"

"Vagina. Pussy. Cunt. Twat. Snatch. Cooze. Box. Gash. Pick one."

"Sure, I can do that. When do you want to do it?"

"How about after school today? By the way, there'll be a bunch of us; everyone who was at the slumber party wants to learn it." 

Wow, look at me. A month ago I didn't even know what an orgasm was, and here I am a sex educator. 

Well, when I got to Carrie's house, there must have been a dozen girls there waiting for me. The word had spread, and it seemed like half the girls in the senior class wanted to learn how to have a tight vajayjay. (I really like that word; I think it's soo cool.) At least the ones who admit to being sexually active, that is. 

Debbie had spread the word about the KegleMaster, because everyone there had one. She ordered them off a website that provided overnight delivery. 

The KegleMaster is plastic gizmo that looks kind of like a dildo. It's about eight inches long, and it comes apart so you can put tension springs in it. You slip it in your vagina, then turn the knob so it fits your inner diameter.

Then you squeeze your PC muscles until it contracts. The springs go from one to fifteen. One is the beginner's tension, and if you get to fifteen, you can crack walnuts with your cunt. Well, almost.

So, in my best schoolmarm demeanor, I said, "First we need to find our PC muscles. Pretend you have to pee, and squeeze the muscle that shuts off the flow. First, I guess we all need to take our pants off. Then lie on the mats, bring your knees up and spread them about two feet apart." 

Wow, it was quite a sight looking at all these girls, with their bare pussies exposed. I was starting to get a real tingle in mine.

"When everybody thinks they've located the muscle, I'll come around and check you out. Um, I guess you're going to need to get your vaginas wet first, so I guess we need to masturbate a little bit before we get started."

"I need to rub my tits, too," somebody said.

"Me too."

"Okay, so let's all get naked." So they did. All of a sudden there was a whole room full of girls pinching their nipples and frigging their clits, if you can picture that. Debbie was picturing it, cause she had her iPhone out and was snapping away.

Boy, it sure was aromatic there. Twelve girls, twelve wet pussies, twelve different scents. Pheromone city. I was soaking wet and I didn't even touch myself.

Okay, it was time to check everybody out to see if they found the right muscle. Heather was first, so I spread her lips apart and slipped two fingers into her vagina and told her to squeeze. She found the right muscle, and she put some pressure against my fingers.

She was so wet and so silky smooth inside. Her pussy was so pretty I wanted to kiss it, but that wasn't what I was there to do. She grabbed my hand and worked it in and out, so I was inadvertently finger-fucking her.

She was so swollen, her clit was sticking out of its hood, and she was rolling it between her fingers. I felt her shudder, then she screamed and flooded my hand.

I went all around the room, putting my fingers in a dozen different cunts. They were all different. Some girls had little-bitty clits, others had big ones; some of them poked out a lot, and some stayed hidden behind their hood. Their lips were all different too. Some of them were all crinkly and kind of rolled up, and a few of them were smooth and looked like mine, pretty rose petals. Janie's were really big, and you could pull them out a couple inches.

I felt kind of like a gynecologist, except a gyn probably would have worn gloves, or at least washed her hands between probing. But I didn't, and boy did I have an interesting smell on my fingers. One girl had eaten garlic, and you could smell it on her pussy juice. Probably could have tasted like it too, but I didn't go there.

All around me, I could hear different moans and groans and shouts and hollers as the girls made themselves come. This wasn't supposed to be an orgasmic gathering, but it sure turned out that way. I did it too. It was all the more exciting to do it in front of a bunch of other people.

When I was sure everybody had found the right muscle, I kind of let a cat out of the bag. "Hey, you know guys can do these exercise too; it makes them last a lot longer before they come."

"Say what?" Debbie said, and reached for her iPhone. She got ahold of her boyfriend and told him to get his ass over here right now. She told him to call up all the other guys and tell them to come too. "Jesus, this will be great; my boyfriend is a thirty second wonder."

Before long, we had a dozen guys standing around with their mouths hanging open, watching all these naked girls playing with themselves. It was like "boing, boing, boing;" you could watch all their pants tenting out. 

Debbie went over to Jim, who was her boyfriend, unzipped his pants, pulled them down, and his hard penis slapped him in the belly. "If we're gonna do this, all you guys have get naked too."

Clothes started flying in every direction, and in an instant, there were a dozen naked guys standing there. They all had a hard-on, and I was so turned on, there was juice running down my legs.

I couldn't put my fingers in a guy's vajayjay to check out his PC muscle, because he doesn't have one. You can feel the muscle through his perineum, that little area between his scrotum and his asshole. So that's what I was going to do.

Art was the first guy I got ahold of. Literally. I got down on my knees in front of him so I could reach the right spot. And there was this beautiful hard cock right in front of my face. He was staring at my boobs and his penis kind of bounced with every beat of his heart.

I gently lifted his balls so I could find the right spot behind them, then pressed my two fingers into his perineum and told him to squeeze the muscle that would shut off his flow of pee. His sac felt so soft, I kind of fondled the skin a little bit, and maybe I rolled his testicles a little bit with my fingers. He let out a little groan.

"I can't, um, er, I can't pee when I'm like, uh, like this."

"You mean you can't pee when you have a hard-on?"

"Right."

Well, that looked like kind of a problem, and when I sat back to think about it a bit, my nipple rubbed against his cock. "Oh, Jesus," he said, and it pulsed a little more.

"Oh, Jesus," I said as the sensation ran from my nipple right down between my legs. His cock was so pretty, I had to pet it a little bit. And then give it a little kiss. And lick it around the head. Just a little bit. And maybe put it in my mouth and give a little suck. Just a small one.

"OH GOD!" I could feel it coming because I still had my hand around it, so I took it out of my mouth and aimed it a little lower. He shot a huge wad all over my right tit, then more over my left one. 

I started to rub it in, because I heard that semen is really good for your skin. Then Art took over rubbing it for me. His hands were so gentle on my breasts, that he made me tingle all over. When he massaged it in into my nipples, they got hard as a rock and I came again.

Now that his dick was limp, I lifted his balls and pressed my fingers into him again. This time, he was able to squeeze, and I could tell he found the right muscle. 

I moved next to Tony. "Hey, Carrie says you do really neat things with your pussy. Just what does that feel like?"

"Well, it's kind of hard to describe, but if you lie down on your back, I can show you." He flopped down in an instant, and I climbed on top of him and lowered myself onto his cock. He had a nice fat one and it felt really good inside me.

I started to squeeze and release. Squeeze and release. I only did it about three or four times, and he went, "UHH," and came inside me. "Wow! That was awesome." It may have been awesome for him, but it didn't do a lot for me. These guys really need some help with control issues. But I guess that's what I'm here for.

It was quickly decided that as long as these guys were so hot and horny, we weren't going to get the lesson done until they got their rocks off, one way or another. Like, here they all were, standing with these giant erections, while all the girls were masturbating right in front of them.

I suggested the guys all jerk off to ease their tensions a little bit, but I came to find out most guys don't want to masturbate in front of each other. I don't know why, because they all do it. Some kind of homophobia thing or something. Girls don't have that problem, just look around the room.

Anyway, it looked like someone was going to have to do it for them. I got in between two guys that I hadn't even met, and took one of their cocks in each hand. I thought it would be fun to see which guy would come first, so I whacked away at them like crazy.

It was really cool to watch their faces. At first they were fixated on me, cause the way I was doing it really made my boobs jiggle. The guy on the left let go first. His eyelids drooped to half-mast; he threw his head back and growled when he came. The second guy was right behind him and he shot a giant wad about three feet straight out.

Heather sat up and watched me, and she says, "Hey, you can't have all the fun," and she grabs the first cock she could get to. I had already done four guys, so there were eight left, and the stampede was on.

Some of the girls did hand jobs, some of them did blow jobs, and Carrie, with her nice big breasts, titty-fucked Brad. There was a cacophony of grunts, groans, and moans all around the room. And the smell of jism.

In the end, it did the trick, cause I was able to get each guy to find his PC muscle, and figure out how to squeeze it. By the time I was done, all of the guys were hard again.

Then it was time for the girls to work with the KegelMasters, and the guys all wanted to watch. I think I had as much fun watching as they did, as each girl spread her lips apart and inserted the plastic device. There is a wide flange on it to keep it from going in more that four inches.

"OH GOD' I LOST MINE!" It was Marla.

"What happened?"

"It didn't stop where it was supposed to, and it went all the way in. And I can't find it." Well, if Marla can take on Meat's giant penis, she must have a cunt as wide as the Grand Canyon. No wonder it went in.

I hadn't even tried to put my fingers in hers, mainly because it would take a search team from the Royal Canadian Mounties to even find it. A giant roll of belly fat covered it from the top, and there was so much meat on her thighs, it would almost take some tire irons to spread her legs apart.

Well, two people held her belly roll up, and two more spread her legs apart. Then there was the hair! Jesus, it looked like the briar patch Br'er Rabbit got thrown into. You couldn't even see her pussy under all that black thatch.

We tried to get some guys to help us, but none of them even wanted to look. Meat loved her, but Meat wasn't there. We finally wrangled our way thru the hair and spread her fat lips apart. God, her minora looked like Dumbo's ears.

Debbie shined a flashlight into her snatch, and we could see the blue plastic gizmo waay back in there. I stuck my fingers in there to try and grab it, but I couldn't reach it. Probably could have got my whole hand in there, but what if it got stuck and I couldn't get it back out?

Carrie saved the day. She ran upstairs into the kitchen and got a pair of salad tongs. Voila! We got it out.

From there, the evening kind of turned into one big orgy. I fucked two more guys and it was a lot of fun. I'm glad Tom wasn't there to see it, because I want him to think I'm really special.

Carrie thinks we should have another sex lesson. Teach the guys how to eat pussy. That would be fun.

May 16

My brother will be here in five days. In the meantime, life goes on.

Aliyah and her mother came over tonight. Her mother's name is Raheemah, and she is really beautiful. Her black hair is waist-length, just like Aliyah's, and she was wearing a short white peasant dress, with a scoop neck that shows off her ample cleavage.

They look more like sisters than mother and daughter, but Raheemah has bigger boobs. (Aliyah says she wears a D-cup). She has the same olive-toned skin and a flawless complexion. She was wearing long dangly earrings with really pretty stones in them. 

She acted like she was really nervous about coming here. "It's really awkward for my Mom to talk about sex," Aliyah said. "That's not a subject that's even discussed in our faith, even between husband and wife." Raheemah blushed and turned her face away.

"Sex in our culture is not about a woman's pleasure. She is just a vessel to be used by her husband. Aliyah did all the talking, as her mother was too embarrassed.

"She's thirty-six years old; she's never had an orgasm, and she's never seen a zeb."

"A zeb?"

"Sorry, that's Arabic for a penis. A vagina is a cuss, and a breast is a pizz."

"She's had five kids; how come she's never seen a penis?" "It was always done in the dark. When my father wanted her, he came to her bed, lifted up her night dress, and shoved it in her."

"Did she tell you this?"

"She didn't have to, we slept in the same room. All the women slept in one room and the men slept in another. He never saw her naked. I could hear him grunt and groan and go 'UUH' when he was finished. And I could hear my mother cry when he left the room."

"How can we get her comfortable with nudity?" Colleen asked. "Swimming? Hot tub?"

"Why don't we try swimming. We can all undress in private and wear one of the terrycloth robes. We can lounge around the pool until she feels comfortable. I know it worked for me."

"We had our honeymoon at nude resort. After awhile, it becomes perfectly natural," Nathan said. "I didn't even have a hard-on after awhile," he laughed.

It was weird to talk about Raheemah like she wasn't even there, because this whole day was about her. Nathan mixed up a giant pitcher of screwdrivers, and after we'd all had a few glasses, everyone was pretty relaxed and we all went and changed into robes.

We went outside and sat around the poolside table, and Nathan barbequed hamburgers. We chatted with Raheemah about her plans for the future. She had an LVN certificate and hoped to go to work at the local hospital. And we had some more screwdrivers.

It was a really warm day. "This robe is getting hot," Aliyah said, and she stood up and took it off. Her mother's eyes got big as she looked at her daughter; she had never seen her naked either since she was a baby. Colleen was next, then I followed her. The three of us stood nude together; two golden blondes and one girl with raven black hair. All of us had toned bodies and firm, ripe breasts. All three of us have waist-length hair, and I think it is soo sexy to see tits peeking out from behind a silky hair curtain.

I love looking at women's bodies, and I could feel my nipples getting erect and there was a tingle between my legs.

Then Nathan stood up and dropped his robe. We could tell he was using all his will power to keep his cock from getting hard. He was slightly aroused, because it was swollen a little bit, but it still dangled between his legs.

Raheemah was fixated on him. It is hard to believe that she is thirty-six years old, and had never seen a penis before.

"Okay, Mama, it's your turn now," Aliyah said gently. Raheemah stood up slowly, clutching the robe around her. Aliyah unfastened the tie, and slowly slid the robe off her shoulders.

At first, she tried to cover up her breasts and her pubes, but suddenly dropped her arms to her sides, threw her shoulders back, and thrust her chest out.

She is absolutely gorgeous! She has large breasts that don't sag anymore than a teen-ager's, with brown silver dollar sized areolas and really long nipples. Her black hair is parted in the middle and hangs all the way down to her hips. She is really curvy, with a small waist, flaring hips, and a magnificent firm ass. Nathan stared at the four of us, the height of female pulchritude, and I could see his cock start to rise. He turned away and quickly dove into the water to hide it.

We all followed him into the pool and swam a few laps. Colleen came up with a beach ball and we threw it around to each other. We were standing in shoulder deep water, and it was fun to throw the ball over someone's head so they had to jump up to catch it, and their boobs would pop out of the water. Once again, Nathan was in titty city.

We all got out of the pool and lay out on a chaise lounge in the sun. "This feels wonderful; I feel so free," Raheemah said with a smile. It was nice to see her lose her inhibitions. Once we were all dried off, Aliyah took her mother's hand and led her into the bedroom.

The massage oil was heating, and we had her lie face down on the bed. We decided to start off with a standard massage, and let it progress into a sensual one, until we slowly built her toward an orgasm.

With eight hands working on her, we could feel her body relax, and she let out a series of "ummm's" and "ahhh's" as we stroked and kneaded the muscles on her back and legs. She started to squirm around a bit when we got to her glutes.

As we knelt over her, the sight of our young hanging breasts, swinging and swaying, was too much for Nathan; he sprang a giant boner. I really really wanted to put my mouth around it, but that's not what we were there for. Drat!

When Raheemah rolled over on her back, the first thing she focused on was that big hard cock. Her eyes got huge. Although she had never seen one, she had certainly felt her husband's, and this one was much bigger.

"Touch it, Mama," Aliyah said. Tentatively, she reached a hand out and stroked the length of it with two fingers. "Put your hand around it, feel all of it. Touch the head, feel his balls." She did all of that until Nathan pulled away. He didn't want to come yet; he wanted to be inside her.




Julie's Journal Ch. 03



We started to massage her front side; eight hands stroking, kneading, feeling. I had one of her breasts; Colleen had the other one. It was so big, and so soft. I held it up with one hand and stroked the upper curve with the other, stopping just before her nipple. Stroking. Kneading. Teasing.

No one had ever touched her this way, and we could see her becoming aroused. Sex had never been something of pleasure for her; instead she had been plundered, brutalized.

Colleen and I mirrored each other's actions, doing the same thing to each breast. Slowly, gently, we tantalized her. In synchronicity, we moved to her nipples. We skimmed them with our hands, watching them harden and grow.

Together, we laved the long nipples with the flat of our tongues, then used the tips to run circles around them. We took them in our mouths and sucked, nibbling gently with our teeth. We could feel her approach an orgasm, so we backed off. We wanted her first one to be clitoral.

Aliyah and Nathan had started with her feet and worked their way up her legs. When they massaged her inner thighs, the backs of their hands grazed her outer lips, and we watched them swell up. Wow, that was so cool.

They moved up, massaging her mound with their fingers, while their thumbs stroked her lips. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. Her pussy lips parted ever so slightly, and her engorged clit peeked out from her slit.

Moving her knees up, they spread her legs apart. Nathan, with his fingers, opened her pussy up, displaying all her pink parts for us to look at. Her clit was even bigger than Aliyah's, poking out and demanding attention.

"I want to do it first," Aliyah said, and moved her face between her mother's legs. Her tongue snicked out and she began to lick between the folds, on both sides of her long lips, and around and around her throbbing clit.

She stuck her tongue deep in Raheemah's vagina and explored all her inner walls. She told me later, "It was so weird; here I was with my tongue in the same passage that I was born through.

Aliyah drew her clit into her mouth and began to suck. Raheemah started to moan, and thrust her hips up. Colleen and I took her nipples in our mouths again.

"Oh, yes, yes," she moaned, then, "AHHHHHH YES!" as her body shuddered all over, flooding Aliyah's mouth, in the throes of her very first orgasm. The look on her face registered pure ecstasy. "I never knew anything could feel so wonderful," she gasped.

We weren't finished with her yet. I took a turn eating her pussy, bringing her over the edge again, and Colleen did the same.

Her eyes widened and she looked a bit apprehensive as Nathan moved toward her with his huge erection in his hand. It was hard for her to imagine that what, in her experience, was an instrument of pain, was going to bring her pleasure.

The three of us ran our tongues up his shaft and each gave his head a little suck, before Colleen took it in her hand and guided him toward Raheemah's vagina.

The head of his cock, slipped in between her lips, and as he slowly, slowly pushed it in, he found himself encased in liquid silk. He marveled at how tight she was, after giving birth to five children. The midwife who delivered her babies had given her exercises to do.

When he bottomed out against her cervix, there was a huge smile of pleasure on her face. He raised up slowly and slid back in again. And again. And again.

She rose up to meet him, and they established a perfect rhythm. Aliyah held her hand and stroked her forehead, as she watched her mother getting delightfully fucked.

Raheemah cried out and her cunt contracted around Nathan's cock, as she experienced her first deep vaginal orgasm. Then another one. She came one more time when he exploded, planting his seed deep in her womb.

It seems like we created a sex maniac; Raheemah was insatiable. She wanted to explore all our pussies, and taste each one. So she did. Colleen taught her how to give a blowjob, and she nearly swallowed Nathan's penis whole.

We were all so hot, we were frigging ourselves with our fingers, so she quickly figured out how to masturbate. Colleen gave her the G-spot vibrator and I swear she ululated when that special orgasm hit her.

When we were all spent, she gave us all a deep kiss. "I finally feel like a whole woman."

May 20

I had my date with Tom last night. Actually, I'm writing this the day after, because we were so busy I didn't have time yesterday.

My first dilemma was what to wear? So I ransacked Colleen's closet. She has all kinds of fancy clothes that she wears onstage when they do concerts and stuff. Good thing we wear the same size.

I tried on a half a dozen different dresses, until I finally settled on this sexy red number. It was low cut, had spaghetti straps, hugged my waist like it was painted on, and had a slightly flared short skirt. Really short. Like you could even see a lot of my thighs.

I saw a picture of Scarlett Johansson wearing a dress like this one. Like the one Scarlett wore, this one showed a lot of boob over the top. I'm not quite as big as she is, but almost. And mine don't sag at all. With my waist-length blonde hair combed out, I looked HOT. If I do say so myself.

I picked out a lacy strapless bra, in red also, and a matching thong. Add a pair of red stiletto heels, which really make my legs look great. I checked myself out in the mirror, and couldn't believe I was the same Juliette Quinn that, just a few weeks ago, lived in a Christian compound. I wonder what my brother would think if he could see me now.

When the doorbell rang, I ran to get it. I guess my outfit must have been all right, because all Tom said was, "WOW!" He was wearing khaki slacks, blue shirt with a Jerry Garcia tie, and a blue blazer. He looked delicious.

He handed me a dozen red roses, and when he bent to kiss me, I could see his big green eyes looking down the front of my dress. That was exactly what I wanted him to do. When his back was turned, Colleen wiggled her eyebrows and flashed me a big thumbs up.

At the Oak Room the maitre d' lead us to a cozy booth near the rear of the restaurant. A number of patrons checked us out as we walked through. I have to admit, we made a striking couple. My dress seemed to be a big hit with the men there.

I'd never been in a place this fancy in my life, so I let Tom do the ordering for us. He asked me if I liked steak, and when I said I did, he ordered a chateaubriand for two and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. They didn't even card me.

When the waiter poured our first glass of wine, Tom clinked his glass against mine and said, "To a wonderful evening." We looked at each other and there was electricity in the air. He took my hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it. Then he took one of my fingers in his mouth and sucked on it, teasing it with his tongue. I was getting all squirmy in my seat. There were two ladies, maybe in their thirties, sitting in the booth next to us, and they were watching us with intensity.

About half-way through the meal, I kicked off one of my shoes, and rubbed my foot over Tom's calf. I wasn't wearing any hose, so I was barefooted. As I started higher up, his eyes drooped to half-mast and he had this real dreamy look on his face. When I got to his thigh, he started rubbing my foot. Now, my feet are totally erogenous zones, and I really started to squirm. Actually, my skin is an erogenous zone.

I got my foot between his legs, and started rubbing it over his cock. It was really neat to feel it grow through my toes.

Now, I'd read about this before, so it isn't an original idea. I scootched around in my seat and slipped my panties off, then I handed them across the table to Tom. They were soaking wet, and he put them up to his nose, gave them a big sniff, and put them in his jacket pocket. One of the ladies in the booth next to us gave me a big smile and flashed two thumbs up.

For dessert, the waiter brought us a big crème brule, and two spoons. We took turns feeding each other, and made a big deal out of using lots of tongue in licking the spoons clean. By this time, we probably looked like the dinner scene in "Tom Jones." I had hiked my short skirt up and had my hand between my legs, and was just about to play the orgasm scene in "When Harry Met Sally." I was soo hot, I thought I was going to melt.

When we were ready to leave, I ducked under the table to find my shoe, and while I was there, I rubbed my hand over Tom's crotch. I really wanted to unzip him and take it out right there, but I didn't. When he got up, his pants were sticking straight out. I swear the ladies next to us were drooling in their laps.

Tom wanted to go up to the roof to watch the sunset. It was beautiful, with purple, red, and orange clouds scudding across the sky, and a full moon had just appeared over the horizon.

I was standing in front of him, and he had his hands around my waist. His hard penis was pressed in the cleft between my cheeks. He was kissing my neck and nuzzling me behind my ear. He reached over my shoulder and slid his hand down the front of my dress, under my bra, and fondled my nipple. I was quivering all over.

His other hand pulled up the front of my skirt and found my bare pussy. He was just about to slip a finger inside me, when the door to the roof opened and a whole bunch of people came out. We abandoned our pursuits and headed for the elevator.

As we were headed down, Tom pushed the button for the fourteenth floor. When the door opened, he took my hand and led me down the hallway. "I've got a little surprise for you," he grinned, and stuck a key card into the slot of Room 1404.

The room was beautiful. It had a king-sized bed, and a Jacuzzi! There was a vase full of fresh flowers and a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket of ice.

As soon as we entered the room, we attacked each other. Our mouths took, our tongues danced, our bodies pressed together. I was backed up against the door, and I struggled to undo his belt and pull his pants down. We were so hot, we couldn't wait.

"Take me NOW," I gasped. With his pants around his ankles, he pulled up my skirt, and plunged his cock into me. We were in a tumultuous frenzy. He plundered. Ravished. It was exactly what I wanted. I slammed my hips into him, matching him thrust for thrust.

I had an explosive orgasm, and when he came, he shouted my name and triggered another one. When he pulled his cock out of me, I slid slowly down from where I had been pinned to the door, to the floor, and collapsed in a heap.

Tom sat down beside me and we kissed. Gently. "Holy shit, that was hot," I said, completely out of breath.

"Oh yeah! I've been waiting all evening to get you out of that dress, and you've still got it on."

"Well, we can fix that," I grinned. He got up slowly and took my hand and pulled me up on my feet. "Let's go slow this time."

He slowly unzipped my dress and slipped the straps over my shoulders. He pulled it down so it bunched at my waist, then he unhooked my bra and held it so it still covered my boobs--at least the half of them that it did cover.

"I love taking your bra off and releasing your breasts. It's almost like letting a beautiful bird out of its cage."

"In this case, that would be two birds."

"Right." Slowly he let my bra down, and my tits hung free. He filled his hands with them and massaged gently.

Before he got any farther, it was my turn to play. His pants were still off from our stand-up fuck, and his penis was soft and hanging. I took it in my mouth, and it was soft and spongy and tasted like me. I love to watch, and feel, a cock get hard, either in my hand or in my mouth.

While it was in my mouth, I ran my tongue around its soft head. And it started to grow. And grow. And grow, until he was hard a steel. I looked up and saw the smile on Tom's beautiful face. I put it in the valley between my breasts, and moved them up and down over his cock.

He worked the dress down over my hips, and I stood naked before him; he still had my panties in his pocket. He kept them, too. 

We decided to take a hot tub to relax, and then make long, slow love. I just can't resist those wonderful jets, so I was kneeling on one of the benches, with my arms resting on the edge of the tub, facing outward. My favorite jet sent the swirling water right on my pussy.

Tom moved behind me and started playing with my nipples. Well, the pulsing water ran between my legs and over his cock. He started getting hard. And my vajayjay started getting wet. He slipped inside me, and the water bubbled over my clit, and hit his cock and balls.

He started fucking me, moving slowly in and out. When he slid most of the way out, the jet would hit my clit and, and that little place right under the head of his cock that is the most sensitive place on his body, at the same time. We were both totally enraptured. When we came, we sort of collapsed on each other. Good thing we didn't drown. 

We managed to make love two more times that night. It was truly a night to remember. In the morning, we ordered breakfast from room service. When it arrived, I was still naked. My cousin Colleen told me she greeted the room service waiter bare-assed one time, so I said WTF, and did it too.

I pulled the door open, and all I was wearing was a smile. Well, this poor guy was a blithering idiot by the time he got out of the room. He was so busy staring at me that he forgot to even leave the bill. Watching him watch me, turned Tom on too, so by the time we got done ravishing each other again, our food was cold.

When it was time to leave the hotel, all I had to wear was my sexy little red dress. And no panties. Tom didn't offer to give them back, and I didn't ask him for them. I felt really wicked. We were the only two people on earth that knew I was naked under my skirt. Until this couple got on the elevator with us, that is.

They were middle-aged. He looked really hen-pecked (which is what happens after you're not pussy-whipped anymore, due to lack of interest). Anyway, they were both staring at me; he was eying my boobs and my legs, and she was looking down her snooty nose at me. 

Very nonchalantly, Tom pulled up the front of my very short skirt, and there I was, flashing my bare snatch at them all the way down to the lobby. For completely different reasons, I thought they were going to have a heart attack. He drooled. She snorted. 

When they got off the elevator, I was laughing so hard, I thought I was going to wet my pants. But I didn't have any on. Oops.

This was the best weekend of my life. So far, anyway.

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My brother is coming tomorrow! I am so nervous and excited, I don't know if I can stand it.