15 comments/ 25731 views/ 13 favorites Natalie By: jontemple1 Natalie and I started dating our freshman year of college. By the following year, we both just knew that we'd end up spending the rest of our lives together. So I didn't think much of it when we ran into her ex-boyfriend Mark on campus one day, even when she ran up to him and threw her arms around him in greeting. "Mark! How have you been?" It took him a moment to recognize her. "Hey, Natalie! You look good!" "Thanks. Um, this is Kyle." We shook hands. Soon the three of us headed to a nearby restaurant to get caught up. They'd dated in high school and broke up not long after they graduated. He'd spent a couple of years at a community college back home, then transferred to our school. He wasn't chasing after her; he'd wanted to go to this school since before he started dating her, and they'd both had a couple of years to move on. That little meeting could have blown up in all of our faces. But it didn't. She didn't ignore me, she told him about her life with me, she told me some stories about her time with him, and he and I compared notes directly. Mark and I found that we clicked, and from that day on we were friends. Over the next several months, the three of us all hung out together regularly. Sometimes Mark and I hung out without Natalie. Mark dated a few girls here and there, but never got serious with any of them. One day his plans to meet up with us fell through. She seemed really disappointed, and I started wondering if there was something more between them. We went out without him, and she mostly got over it before we came back home, but I still wondered exactly how she felt about him. I couldn't think of a good way to ask her without it sounding like an accusation, so I let it go. Her birthday came up not long afterward. Mark's roommate was out of town that weekend, so he volunteered to host a birthday party for her. He got the drinks (he was the only one of the three of us that was over 21 at the time), I got some food and some cake mix, and we invited Natalie and a few of her friends. Natalie is a little bit shorter that Mark and I. She's slim and just curvy enough to be nice and snuggly. Her cute little breasts are small enough that she sometimes doesn't bother to wear a bra under her T-shirt, and her birthday party was one of those times. About halfway through the party, I hit the restroom. On coming back out, I heard voices coming from Mark's bedroom. I have really good hearing, so I didn't need to press my ear to the door or do anything else to give myself away. Mark and Natalie were in there talking about what CD's in his music collection they should bring out to play next. Then they got quiet for a little while. Then Natalie said in a worried, almost despairing voice, "Please stop looking at me like that. Kyle's been good to me, I can't do that to him!" "You're right. He's my friend and I'd be a shitty friend if anything ever happened between us." "Yeah, and I'd be a shitty girlfriend." They went quiet again, then Natalie said, "OK we need to get out of here right now before we end up in that bed. I'm going first, wait before you follow me." That was my cue to head back to the living room. I placed myself as casually as I could next to the opening of the hallway and listened for the door opening. The seconds ticked away and the door remained ominously closed. I found myself getting turned on at what might be happening. Right when I'd concluded that she had been unable to pull herself away from the temptation, that door finally opened. Natalie came out of the hallway and saw me. I kissed her. She returned the kiss with feeling, which reassured me. I didn't taste anything on her lips or tongue other than her saliva. I had no idea if I would be able to taste anything if it was there, but at least I didn't find any sign of anything untoward happening. She broke the kiss quickly, since her friends were around and prolonged PDA was considered rude. It seems that she had remained faithful, but only by the hardest. There was no longer any doubt that there were still feelings between them. The way I figured it, she'd have to either continue resisting temptation every time they happened to be alone together, break contact with him completely, or break up with me and start dating him (in which case I'd have to break contact with her for my own sanity). This had to be a very difficult position for her to be in. She was probably wishing that she could somehow have both of us. Wait, why couldn't she have both of us? When I thought she was kissing Mark, I had not the slightest desire to break up with her over it. The only worry I had was that she'd decide to break up with me so she could be with him If she knew she was allowed to be with both of us, I figured there would be no reason in the world for her to break up with me. I was surprised to find that the thought of Mark and I taking turns with Natalie in bed was getting me really excited. Now the question was how to bring this up. Right now neither of them even knew that I knew how hard it had been for them to behave. Do I start by talking to Mark or by talking to Natalie? Or do I wait until I can bring it up with both of them at once? How would Mark react? Would he be willing to share Natalie with me? If not, at least it would all be out in the open. I kept turning it over and over in my mind while trying to keep participating in the party. I swapped CD's when needed, put more food out, and kept busy so my brooding wouldn't become obvious or spoil the party. Mark and Natalie kept looking at each other, getting close to each other while making sure not to actually touch. Finally, everyone except for Mark, Natalie, and I had left. Natalie said, "Thanks, guys, that was a fun party!" "Yes it was. We should stay and help Mark clean up." I had decided to bring it up after we cleaned, but still wasn't sure how to start. After we cleaned the three of us just kind of looked at each other. I finally spoke up. "I think it's time for us to give Natalie her birthday kisses. You go first, Mark." They looked at me quizzically. I didn't say anything else. Finally, they looked at each other and softly pressed their lips together for a split second. Then they looked at me. I said, "Come on, guys, you can do better than that." I surprised myself by successfully getting those words out, and I certainly surprised them. Natalie giggled nervously, and we all looked at each other a bit awkwardly. Finally they both shrugged as a gesture meaning, "Okay, if you say so," and leaned toward each other for a kiss. They gave each other another peck on the lips, then he pushed his tongue against her lips. After less than a second of hesitation, she parted her lips and slipped her arms around him. Their kiss quickly became a hot, sensuous makeout session, with their arms around each other and their tongues dancing in each others' mouths. I watched them for about half a minute, then came up behind her and started kissing the side of her neck. She tilted her head to give me more access. I kept that up for about a minute while they made out. Then I softly said, "My turn" and turned her around to face me. Mark didn't let go of her, simply let her turn around in his arms. He ended up holding her from behind with his hands just above the waistline of her shorts. I leaned in for a kiss and started my own hot makeout session with her. This time I could slightly taste a new flavor on her lips and tongue, convincing me that they had not kissed earlier in Mark's room. I kissed her for a few minutes, switching from a steady makeout session to a series of quick but sensuous kisses, then back to making out. She tilted her head to allow Mark to kiss the side of her neck at the same time. Then I decided on my next move, one that would convey to her that I wanted more to happen and gauge whether she wanted it as well. I knew that in her place I would definitely want it to happen, but she had never mentioned threesomes at all and may or may not want one tonight. I pulled her shirt up, untucking it from her shorts and bringing the bottom of her shirt above Mark's hands. She tensed up. I let go of the shirt, letting it fall and cover his hands and leaving them directly touching her bare belly. He left his hands still, I started kissing her again, and she soon relaxed. He pulled her backwards a bit against him. She pulled me with her so that I was slightly pressing against her from the front. I could feel his hands through her shirt, so I knew when he started stroking her belly. He started with short strokes and kept that up for a while. He gradually got his hands to go higher with each stroke. I could feel her body start to get warmer. Natalie let go of my waist and rested her arms on my shoulders. This allowed him to raise his arms and hands as high as he wanted without her arms being in the way. It didn't take him long to take advantage of it. He slid his hands down to the top of her shorts, then slid them back up and kept going. She took a sharp breath when his hands both reached her breasts. I could feel the change in his hands as he gently squeezed both breasts. She took another sharp breath and moaned a bit; from that and the movement I could feel through both of our shirts, I correctly inferred that he had started pinching her right nipple. She kissed me harder than ever. She turned her head and kissed him. I could now look down and see the outline of his hands through her shirt. I kissed the side of her neck again and listened to her soft moans muffled by their kiss. I turned her head back toward me and kissed her again. Then I pulled her shirt up. She immediately let go of me and raised her arms up high in the air. I pulled her shirt over her head and arms and dropped it on the floor. Then I looked down again. As before, he was using one hand to gently rub and squeeze her left breast while he used the thumb and forefinger of the other to pinch and roll her right nipple. Both nipples were swollen and crinkled. She was beautiful. I went back to kissing her. He let go of her left breast and slid his hand downward. Soon his fingertips disappeared down the front of her shorts. I reached down and unbuttoned them, giving him room to get his hand further down. I leaned over and sucked her left nipple into my mouth while I unzipped her shorts and slid them down past her hips until they fell to the floor. With her nipple still in my mouth I was able to look down and see his fingers pressing on the outside of her panties. I took the next step and peeled her panties down past her hips and let them fall to the ground. Natalie opened her legs slightly giving him free access and turned to kiss him some more. It wasn't long before I heard soft squishy noises from below and muffled moaning from above. I felt both of her hands pressing down on my shoulders to hold herself up; clearly her legs were getting a bit weak from the delicious sensations coming from everywhere. Him kissing her, his fingers playing with one nipple, my mouth and teeth pleasuring her other nipple, and his finger sliding in and out of her soaking wet pussy. Soon I felt her twitch, and she put much more weight on my shoulders and held on for dear life as she whimpered and gasped her way through her first orgasm of the night. It was difficult to support her weight like that, but I managed it. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled me up and kissed me hard. Now it was her turn to up the ante. She dropped to her knees facing him and started undoing his pants. Once she had his underwear down past his hips, she stared at his cock for a few seconds. It was about the same size as mine, give or take half an inch, but it was a little more curved. She finally spoke up. She told his cock, "Hello there! I haven't seen you in ages!" Then she kissed it. Then without further hesitation, her pretty lips slid down the shaft and she grabbed hold of it. She usually gives good blowjobs. This time she attacked his cock like it was her first meal in days. I watched in amazement for a little while, then sat behind her. I kissed the side of her neck and reached down between her legs underneath her. She spread them a little bit to give me room, and I quickly found my target. It was radiating heat, and I had only felt it get that wet maybe two or three times since I'd known her. I slid it in and she thrust her hips back a bit. With the other hand I gently traced the bottom of her foot a few times, then reached up and squeezed her breast. "Mmmm... mmm...mmm!" Her muffled moans told me that I hit a good spot inside her. She reached behind her and gently squeezed my cock through my jeans. Soon he reached underneath her armpits and pulled her up. They kissed again, then he said, "Let's take this to the bedroom." Each of us took one of Natalie's hands, and the three of us headed to Mark's bedroom. Natalie crawled into Mark's bed and lay on her back, waiting for us. Mark joined her right away and started kissing and fondling her. I quickly undid my pants and kicked off my shoes and, once I was naked from the waist down, I got in bed on the other side of her. Once she felt me join her, she turned to kiss me and reached down to gently stroke my cock. Mark and I took turns kissing Natalie for a little while, then I moved down to suck one nipple while he was kissing her. All the while, with her legs spread and her knees bent, all four of our hands were roaming her body, stroking her belly and her inner thighs, sliding along the outside of her wet slit, gently grabbing her ass. Soon we started taking turns at her pussy, one of us flicking her clit while the other slid two fingers as far inside her as they would go, all while we each had another hand on her belly or leg. It didn't take long for her ass to come off the bed and her body to start twitching. She didn't really cry out until she started coming down from that orgasm; she just took a couple of deep breaths and held it for several seconds while writhing under us. We kept it going for about a minute or two before she grabbed the hands that were playing with her pussy and pulled them away. We stopped and watched her catch her breath. She got up, scooted down to the foot of the bed, and got on all fours between my legs. She looked up and me and smiled, then licked my cock from base to tip like it was a really good tasting Popsicle. Then she slid her lips down the shaft until its entire length was in her mouth. I felt her tongue swirling inside her mouth, tasting and pleasuring my most sensitive spots. I played with her hair while she gave me a warm, wet, sensuous blowjob. Mark got up from where he was and knelt down behind her. My stomach tightened as I saw what was about to happen. Natalie arched her back and tilted her ass upward, giving him a clear invitation. Mark looked right at me, waiting for me to say something, giving me a chance to stop him if I wanted to. I looked right back at him and waited. He took hold of her hips and slowly brought his hips forward. Natalie reached back underneath herself with one hand while she used the other to hold herself up. She had stopped bobbing her head up and down and waited with my cock in her mouth. I wondered if I would know for sure when they made contact. Suddenly, with her mouth still full of my cock, she made a muffled moan. Then she opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and sighed happily. He stopped moving forward for a moment, then suddenly sprang into motion. Back and forth his hips went, driving his cock in and out of her, slapping his flesh against hers. She threw her head back and cried out for a little while, then closed her lips on my cock again and went to work on it while making more muffled noises, enjoying for the first time the feeling of two cocks inside her. Her oral attention had already pushed me close to the edge. Feeling her lips and tongue on my cock while seeing and hearing her getting fucked by my best friend were too much for me. I lifted my hips up and felt every muscle in my body tense up. I whispered, "Here it comes," and she was ready for it. Each pulse of sticky cream was followed by a gulp as she swallowed the treat she had coaxed forth. Finally, my cock softened and she opened her mouth, gasping for air. Now that she was able to concentrate on what was happening to her pussy, she worked her hips up and down in sync with his movements. I played with her hair as the experience overwhelmed her and pushed her over the edge again and again. I whispered, "I love you," but I'm not sure if she heard me or not. Finally, he pulled her hips hard against him and tensed up, flooding her pussy with his own load and finishing what I had started. I heard her whisper, "Oh yeah," when the first squirt hit the inside of her pussy. After he let go of her, she kind of fell over onto her side, limp and out of breath and bright pink all over her face and upper body. I just stared at her, my worry over the love triangle for the moment completely forgotten as I felt nothing but love for her and vicarious enjoyment of what had happened to her. She caught her breath and rolled over onto her back. She laughed and said, "Happy birthday to me! What brought this on?" Mark looked at her, then me, then her again. He said, "I wasn't expecting this either. I'm just as surprised as you are." Then they both looked at me, both fully aware that I had completely instigated the whole thing. No one said a word. I was going to have to explain myself. There was no more time to think about it, to weigh options or choose words. Here goes nothing. I started with, "I know you guys still have feelings for each other." They both looked away. Neither of them tried to deny it. I went on, "Natalie, I don't want to lose you, and I don't want you to have to give him up either. And Mark, I don't want this love triangle to get in the way of our friendship. I've really come to value it. So I was thinking that this...," I pointed to each of them and then myself, "could be a more... permanent arrangement." More silence. My heart was pounding. Unless both of them were on board, we'd have a love triangle again, with all of it out in the open, and Natalie would be called upon to choose between Mark and me. I didn't know what would be worse, having her make a choice right there on the spot with all three of us naked in the bed, or having her ask for time to think about it with all three of us naked in the bed. Natalie spoke first. "You mean you want to share me with Mark." I nodded and added, "I think it's the best solution." She laughed and said, "Well I'm certainly not going to say no! Mark?" Now Mark was on the spot. He asked me, "You sure about this?" I said, "Think of it this way. If we try it and it doesn't work out, then we're back to the love triangle, no worse off than we started." He thought it over some more. Then, "You've got a point there. So when we get together, it has to be all three of us?" "No, it should be OK for one of us to be with her sometimes while the other is off doing something else. As long as she doesn't start ignoring either one of us, it should all work out." After a few more moments of silence, he answered, "All right, I'm in." "Great! Natalie, let's seal it with a kiss from each of us!" "How about we seal it with another round? You still haven't given me birthday sex yet!" She had a point there. I kissed her, then scooted down between her legs and opened them. The room already had a sex smell, and it got much stronger once I had her legs open. If this three way relationship worked out, then unless I just stopped going down on her, I'd be regularly tasting her pussy after he finished in her. Now was the time to see whether or not I could stand it. I took a deep breath through my nose. So far so good. I bent over, bringing my head in between her thighs, and just kept going. She looked down at me and said, "Hey I'm still kinda messy down there.... oooooooh God that feels good!" she finished as my tongue made contact with her still swollen little button. Natalie I flicked it a bit, gathering courage to slip my tongue inside her and taste their combined fluids directly. It didn't take her long to start writhing on the bed. I reached up, pinched her nipple, and slid my tongue into her as far as it would go. It wasn't something I'd lick just for its taste, but tasting it and knowing where it came from reminded me of what had just happened to her, what they had done, the passion we all had shared, the sounds she had made, and I couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't either; her hips were now coming off the bed and pressing hard against my face. I kept switching between her creamy pussy and her swollen clit until she grabbed my head, clamped her legs shut against my ears, and twitched and bucked her way through another orgasm. Once she let go (not a moment too soon, given that I couldn't breathe well while she was doing that), I sat up and pulled her legs back. Mark was sucking on her nipple again. Natalie smiled eagerly at me and waited for the second cock of the night to enter her. There was practically no friction at all. Just warm, gooey, thick fluid. I guess I hadn't even come close to getting it all out. With the reduced friction and the fact that I'd already come once, I was finding it easier to keep from cumming, and I took advantage of it to fuck my sweet little shared girlfriend for all she was worth. I pounded her with hard, rapid strokes, and she cried out again in surprise and delight. "Oh God yessssss... uh... uh....," she said as I drove as deeply into her as I could. She slipped one arm around me. With the other hand she reached down and started stroking Mark's fully recovered cock. I kissed her hard. She had swallowed all my cum from earlier, but I could still taste a little bit of flavoring. She pulled on Mark's cock, and he let go of her nipple and brought his cock closer. She let go of me, lifted her upper body up on her elbows and turned her head. Within a few seconds they had gotten the positioning right, and Mark's cock was back in her mouth. I pinched a nipple. She wrapped her legs around me, pressed her heels into my ass, and worked her hips back and forth as I continued enjoying the most intense sexual encounter of my life. Finally I couldn't take anymore. When she felt my cock swell she squeezed me with her legs as hard as she could and started more muffled moaning. I felt like every part of my body was squeezing cum out through my cock. Once I was completely spent, I nudged her head away from his cock and kissed her deeply and sensuously once she was facing me again. Mark hadn't cum yet; his cock was still fully erect and ready for more. After sharing that kiss with her, I rolled off. Mark scrambled down the bed and quickly took my place. I pulled her legs back and watched. This time I could see her glistening pussy waiting for him. I could see the head of his cock just barely touch her pussy lips. I saw the whole shaft slide up along her slit before she reached down and positioned his cock. Then I saw it slowly, tantalizingly disappear into her. He set up a somewhat slower rhythm than I did. It didn't stay slow, though; he gradually increased the pace and the force he used. She wrapped her arms around him and clung to him while they kissed and made love. I let go of her legs, and she quickly had all four limbs holding on to him for dear life. I played with her hair. I whispered, "I love you," into her ear. She made three muffled sounds in response that meant "I love you" in return. She broke the kiss and started gasping for air. I saw her eyes roll back into her head. She used her legs to pull her ass completely off the bed and move her hips in a circle. I'd felt her do that before, but I'd never seen it for obvious reasons. Finally he drove into her and stayed there. I saw his ass tense up. I saw her toes curl downwards and then upwards. I heard her gasp for air again and cry out, "I love you! Oh God yessss!" Then they kissed again as he squirted the last of his cum into her already messy pussy. Finally, after holding and kissing her for a little while, he rolled off of her and relaxed on the other side of her. She turned and kissed me, then kissed him again, then laid back and enjoyed the warm contented feeling throughout her body. I absolutely loved seeing her like that, happy and glowing. It felt good seeing and helping her enjoy what she'd clearly been craving for a long time. After a little bit of us talking, mostly sweet nothings whispered into both of Natalie's ears, Mark said, "My roommate's not coming back till tomorrow, you guys want to stay over?" Natalie and I quickly agreed. We decided to simply pull the covers over us and sleep naked, with Natalie in between us. Mark and I each turned to face her and rested a hand on her belly. Later that night we ended up with Mark snuggled up behind her, and her snuggled up behind me, all of us facing the same way. The next morning I got up while they were still out cold. I hit the restroom and then took a little walk outside, enjoying the nice weather, thinking about our new lives together. I was getting hungry. I had never stayed over at Mark's place before, and wasn't sure how he would feel about me rooting around in his kitchen while he slept. After about a half hour, I was hungry enough to take my chances. I went back inside and heard Natalie's voice crying out. I looked in Mark's bedroom to find Mark on his back with Natalie on top of him, her hips grinding back and forth, his hands on her breasts. He let go of her breasts and put his hands on her hips; she leaned over and kissed him and then sat up again, giving him a nice view of her little boobs as they bounced up and down with her movements. I watched from the doorway as she tensed up again, gasping for air, putting her hands on his chest in order to hold herself up as yet another orgasm ripped through her. Then he grabbed her hips and pulled downward; she leaned over and kissed him again as her body accepted yet more sticky cream. After about five minutes of her resting on top of him, they got up and saw me in the doorway. She walked over and gave me a kiss before disappearing into the bathroom. Mark got dressed and asked me to help him in the kitchen. He was really hungry and correctly inferred that Natalie and I were as well after that amazingly intense night. He had eggs, so we simply scrambled them with a bit of cheese mixed in. Natalie came out of Mark's room wearing one of his button-down shirts. After the three of us ate, I gave Natalie a little kiss and asked her if she was ready for "dessert." She smiled and said, "Yeah, if you'll be gentle with me. I had quite a workout." I lifted her up and sat her down on the table and kissed her again, slowly unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing. She pulled my shirt up over my head. She couldn't reach my pants, but I was happy to take care of that myself. Once I had her completely unwrapped, I pushed her onto her back and lowered my head toward her pussy. She pulled my head up and said, "I'm ready for you." So I stood up and bent my knees a bit in order to line up with her, then slowly started making love to her. She wrapped her legs around me and I leaned over a bit and softly squeezed her breast. She told me she loved me. I held onto her ass and lifted it a bit. She reached out and I leaned over and kissed her. I stopped, took her hand, and led her to the sofa. I sat her down facing me, then lifted her legs in the air. I grabbed a couple of pillows and knelt on them to properly align myself, then gently slid my cock back into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and slowly worked her hips in a small circle. We kissed and I went a little faster. She said, "Fuck me baby, give it to me, I can take it," so I sped up some more and used a little more force. She said, "That's it, do me like that, I love you so much!" I heard a soft little gasp and felt her body twitch as she enjoyed one more small orgasm. I kept going until I couldn't take it anymore, and she pulled me tightly against her and held me until I'd finished making her pussy a little bit messier. After we snuggled for a little while, she went straight to the shower and spent quite a while in there cleaning herself up. She came out wearing a towel and put on her clothes from the previous night, saying, "I took a shower just before I came over last night, and then you guys got me all dirty!" Mark took his shower while Natalie and I snuggled on the couch, then he joined us and the three of us watched some TV before we all headed to my place. I needed a shower and a change of clothes while Mark and Natalie snuggled and kissed on my couch. I came out to find her on her knees between his legs, him sitting on my couch with his pants off, and his cock in her mouth. I stood there and watched her pleasure him, listening to the soft slurping noises she was making, and waiting for them to finish. Finally, he gently pulled her head down and squeezed his eyes shut, moaning softly as his orgasm overtook him. She swallowed most of his load as it squirted out, wiping a little from her mouth and then licking her fingers after he was done. Then she used her tongue to clean his cock and gave it one last kiss before he put his pants back on. He kissed her forehead and sighed, "I'd forgotten how good you are at that sweetie!" She smiled at the compliment. We spent the day walking around campus and visiting a nearby park, Mark and I each holding hands with Natalie. Surprisingly, we didn't seem to attract much attention that way. By the end of the weekend, we all knew this new arrangement was going to work out just fine. The following Friday night, Mark had Natalie over at his place. He hadn't had an evening alone with her since high school, had never spent the night alone with her, and was eager to make up for lost time. The following morning she showed up at my place, and we spent a few hours in bed before meeting Mark for lunch. The next semester, the three of us moved in together, and have lived together ever since. I found myself happier sharing Natalie than I was having her all to myself. Keeping a girlfriend feeling happy and loved is no small task, and I appreciate having Mark around to help me with it. Sometimes I get in a state where I just cannot interact with anyone, even her. Before Mark joined us, she would feel neglected during those times and be upset when I tried to reconnect. With Mark available to pay attention to her, she simply enjoys some one-on-one time with him and remains happy and cheerful and welcomes me back with open arms when I am able to reconnect. I regularly get to see her whole body react when Mark makes her cum. I get to see her arms and legs wrap around him and hold on tight when he makes love to her. I've gotten to love the flavor that results when her pussy coaxes a thick creamy load from his cock and mixes his cum with her own juices. To this day, Mark and I working together get her worked up much more easily and reliably than either of us working alone can. She absolutely loves getting double-teamed. "It feels deliciously slutty," she told me once. This is all besides the fact that bringing Mark into the relationship instantly converted him from a potential rival to a long-term partner. We've got six kids now, three from me and three from Mark. With two incomes and a stay-at-home mom, we're living quite comfortably. Any of us can spend a few days away for business or pleasure while the other two share the burden of kids and chores. Life is good. Natalie It was almost exactly two years ago. I was going to my friend Natalie's house since I hadn't seen her for a few months. She lived in town with her dad sometimes, but she usually lived about an hour away in Seattle. She had come down to hang out before we said our goodbyes. I arrived at her house around noon and stopped at her sliding glass door. I stopped at the scene inside: Natalie rolling on the floor with her dog and two enormous stuffed bears. Her dad was watching TV, trying to ignore her but not entirely succeeding. Natalie noticed me from inside and burst out laughing. She stood up and opened the door. "Hey." She said, still giggling. She wasn't exactly gorgeous, but she was still pretty. Short dark blonde hair that fell to her shoulders, blue eyes and light skin. Since we were close friends, she didn't mind telling me things like the fact that her boobs had grown to 30EE's from 36DD's in a year. She wore a black top and skinny jeans today, with no shoes since she was inside. Natalie gestured to the bears and said, "There was a bear genocide." I laughed, and stepped inside. Her dad was kind of distant, so we didn't really know each other very well, but he trusted me. I followed Natalie in to her room with a bag of video games and movies in my bag, along with a CD I made her. It was kind of tradition for me to make a CD for her whenever I came over. I handed it to her. "Thought you might like another one." I said, and she took it happily. "Thanks, Jake." She said, putting it with the others. "So, what do you want to do first?" I thought for a moment, then said, "Well, you promised to beat me on Modern Warfare 2." She laughed, and for the next few hours, all we did was play video games and mess around. She brought in nachos and fries and we had a blast for the most part. But the main reason I had gone over to Natalie's house, besides to hang out, was to get over a bad breakup that had happened a few weeks prior. I wasn't mad at my ex, but I was extremely depressed. We talked for a while about our experiences and her problems and just kind of sat there for a while. Finally, to break the sad mood, Natalie tried to bite my finger. I pulled it back, then said, "If you're gonna bite it, then just bite it." Natalie, who was sitting at the foot of the chair I was in, giggled and tried to bite my finger again. I let her, and she bit it gently, looking up at me. Then, before I knew what was happening, she began to suck on my finger slowly, letting her tongue roll over it and around it, sometimes just sucking on my finger and sometimes licking it. I let her, even though a part of me felt wrong, I knew that I liked Natalie a lot. Eventually, Natalie let go of my finger and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean..." She trailed off. I thought for a moment, then asked, "Sorry about what? I liked it, you liked it, it was fine." She nodded, still obviously not convinced. Just then, her dad walked in to the room. "I'm headed off to work, Natalie. Be back in a few hours." Natalie smiled at him and I concealed my boner, and he left. The door closed shut behind him. For a few minutes, neither of us said anything. We just sat there, warm, confused, afraid to speak. Then, Natalie sat up on her knees and asked, "Jake? Are you ok?" I thought about it honestly. No, I was not. But I liked Natalie. I didn't know what to do. "I don't know." I replied. "Do you want to kiss me?" She asked. Before my brain really knew what to say, my heart said it for me. "Yes." Natalie stood up and sat on my lap, her arms around my neck, and mine wrapped around her waist. I looked at her nervously, and she leaned in slowly. I swallowed my fear and leaned in too. Our lips collided slowly, but passionately. I had never really experienced a makeout session, since none of my previous girlfriends had used tongue. But Natalie did, and she used it a lot. I reciprocated in what I thought was the best way possible, with enough tongue to combat hers. Our mouths wrestled this way, heating up our bodies, until I finally pulled away. She seemed hurt, but I leaned in again and began kissing her neck. Natalie moaned very quietly, so quietly I could not be sure I had heard it. This time, she pulled away quickly. She slipped off my lap and positioned herself in front of me, spreading my legs. She began to undo my belt and asked, "Have you ever done this?" I shook my head. She laughed. "Me neither." She finally got my belt off and slipped my pants to the ground. She slid off my boxers and my dick sprang to life in front of her. Natalie smiled at me and I smiled at her, although much more nervous. She took it in one hand and swallowed it in her mouth, her tongue sliding over it and her mouth heating it up. I gripped the chair and moaned, and she looked up at me as she started to suck my dick. I kept her hair, short as it was, out of her face as she sucked me in to a haze of pleasure. The thing that really got me was the look she had while she sucked. It was a thing of beauty. She kept sucking slowly, spit dripping down on to my crotch, but I didn't care. All that mattered was that her mouth and her tongue were killing me. I knew that I was going to cum soon, but I couldn't do anything much other than moan loudly. Natalie seemed to sense this and stopped for a second. "What's wrong?" She asked. "I'm about to cum." I said awkwardly. She laughed. "Then cum. I won't stop you." I was about to say something further until she started sucking again, and I couldn't help it. I bit my lip to keep from screaming and came in her mouth, my cock convulsing until it stopped, spent. Natalie looked at me, then at my cock, then grinned with her mouth full of cum and swallowed. I was stunned, I never thought she'd swallow my cum! Of course, a few moments later, a bit spilled out over her lips and she snickered trying to swallow it. She smiled at me, and I made a decision. "Could I... Could I see your boobs?" I asked. I had always wondered. Of course, being my friend, I would have never asked. But now... Natalie nodded. "Sure." She slipped her shirt off over her head, showing off her black lace bra containing two mounds of joy that I could only see the tops of. I waited in anticipation as she undid her bra and slipped it off, letting me see her boobs. They were big, round, but not too much of either. I tentatively took one in my hands and felt it. It was soft, like every other piece of skin I'd ever touched, yet unlike every other. I took one in each hand, gaining confidence as she began to moan gently. I kept playing with them, letting my thumbs brush lightly over her nipples and my other fingers squeeze. Then, on an impulse, I leaned down and kissed her right breast, licking and kissing and sucking on her nipple. Natalie looked down at me and giggled in a pleasurable hilarity that only we understood. I had waited my entire life to touch a woman intimately like this, and now, at 19, I finally was. She kissed my head and said, "There's a condom in my dresser. Go get it." I nodded and stood, then asked, "Why do you have a condom?" Natalie smiled and said, "The real question is why don't YOU have a condom?" I sighed and grabbed it from her dresser. She stood up and slipped off her skinny jeans. All she wore now was a pair of black lace panties, concealing her lower half. She slipped these off, too, and showed me the one thing I had always wanted. Her pussy, shaven and beautiful. Natalie walked over to my dumbfounded self and said, "Arms up." I did what she asked, and she pulled off my shirt. We both stood there, naked to one another, mere feet from her bed. She took the condom from me and pulled it out of its package. Natalie slipped it on over my now hardening cock and said, "How do you want to do it first?" I looked down at her and asked, "Are you sure about this?" She nodded. "Jake, I've wanted to be with a guy forever. I want this. I want you." I swallowed a lump in my throat. "Ok. Then, how about you ride me?" I proposed. Natalie said, "Sure, just get on the bed." I laid on the bed on my back, my dick exposed to the world. Natalie climbed over me and lowered her pussy down on to my dick slowly. We both moaned loudly, and I could feel the wet, warm, squishy heat of her pussy. Then, my dick hit something, and before I knew what was going on, Natalie was digging her nails in to my shoulders. I gritted my teeth, having read enough porn to know what was happening. I let her pussy adjust and waited until she said, "You're good. Go ahead." I rested my hands on her ass and began to slide in and out of her pussy slowly, noticing some blood drip down from her hymen breaking. I tried not to notice it and continued on, my dick now feeling more amazing than it ever had. My body fell in to a warm haze of pleasure and Natalie's pretty face looking down at me. Eventually, after a few minutes, Natalie kissed my neck and said, "My turn." She began to ride me, her ass sliding up and down on my dick without me moving. I still held on to her ass, a squishy, beautiful mound that brought me pleasure. She rode me a little faster, making me moan until I decided I wanted to be on top. I said, "Can we switch?" and she nodded breathlessly. Her dark blonde hair began to stick to her body, and I noticed some sweat from my own hair. I hadn't realized this would be like this. Natalie laid on her stomach on the bed, resting her face on her cheek. I laid on top of her, sliding my dick in to her pussy, trying to keep going as long as I could until I couldn't go anymore. I felt more powerful on top of her, more in control. My balls began to slap her ass as I pounded in and out of her. I could feel my body working up a sweat, and I could feel my dick already feeling hot and ready to cum. I moaned loudly again, my hands resting on her ass as I called out, "Ohh, shit, I'm cumming!" Natalie moaned but did not respond, and I pounded her as hard and fast as I could until I couldn't keep going, and my cum filled up the condom. I pulled out of her, and, knowing that she hadn't cum yet, I moved my face right up to her pussy and began licking it, making Natalie moan and squirm. I held on to her ass to keep her in place until her moans made me get hard again, and that was just when she cried, "Fuck! I'm cumming!" I slipped two fingers in to her pussy and began fingering her until she came hard, right on my fingers. I smiled and licked her juices, which tasted... good. I couldn't describe the taste. I pulled off the condom and tied off the top, and asked, "Where should I put this?" Natalie, still breathing heavily, replied, "Throw it out in the woods." I snuck carefully in to the woods in the nude and threw away the condom in a dirt pile. I ran back in to see Natalie there, still naked. She smiled at me and kissed me as I walked in. She let go and said, "That was fun." I laughed out of nervousness. "What do you think we should do now?" I asked. She sighed. "I don't know. Go back to being friends, I guess. As weird as that sounds." I nodded. "Ok. That's fine. Although... can I just do one more thing I've been dying to do forever before we finish?" Natalie said, "Uhhh... sure. What is it?" "Can I smack your ass?" She chuckled, turned around, and bent over. "If you insist." I grinned and gave her ass a solid smack, leaving a slight red mark. I kissed her ass once and said, "There. All better." We spent the rest of ours visit kissing and touching each other and just talking. Finally, the time came to say goodbye, and we hugged. "Goodbye." She said. "Bye, Natalie." I said. I drove home smiling and swearing I would take a shower. I didn't. Natalie A friend asked recently if I could remember that point in my life when I discovered I had a sexual interest in other women. I do indeed. It was during my first year in nursing school. My roommate's name was Natalie. One of the things about this school that made it a favored choice for my parents was the requirement that all incoming freshmen live in dorms on campus, seven days a week for the first year. This was some 27 years ago and if there were coed dorms, they hadn't heard about it at this school. This wouldn't have been my first choice but my parents were paying the bill and they won the debate There were girls at that school from all parts of the region, several from out of state and a few from foreign countries. Natalie was from my own home town and though I had seen her before, I hadn't known her - different high schools. We had a lot in common right off: both white, catholic, 2nd child in a 2 parent home and both of us ran track in HS. Nat was sweet, generous, quick to laugh and a hard worker. She was smart too and pretty. Our first time touching each other was in the dorm room, We had been instructed in class that day to go back home and practice giving sponge baths. An important part of those practical exercises was being on the receiving end. Our instructor wanted us to know what it was like for the patient. She called it having the 'patient experience'. So each of us had to give a sponge bath and each had to receive one. We flipped a coin and I went first. We were already in our pajamas so I had Natalie lay down, filled the basin we'd brought back from class and told her to take her top off. She did and we both giggled a little. As roommates, we'd each see the other in various states of undress but this took that up a notch. She lay there on her back, her hands folded behind her head and there, waiting before me, was a very excellent pair of full, young breasts. Nat was a pretty girl anyway but these were genuinely lovely and I felt an unfamiliar stirring inside. I rolled up a towel and tucked it in at her side which keeps the water from running off the patient and onto the sheets. I tested the water temp again and soaped up a wash cloth (we don't actually use sponges) and started at her shoulders, neck and underarms. I had her sit up so I could do her back. I rinsed out the cloth, soaped it up again and began to wash her chest and stomach. Her breasts were full and sitting up as she was, caused them to fall under their own weight upon her stomach. Thus I had to lift them up to wash under them. One hand held the wash cloth which didn't allow skin to skin contact but my free hand, lifting her soapy breast up so as to wash in the fold beneath, now that was really something I liked a whole lot more than I thought I would. I don't think I gave myself away though. "Ok Nat, pants off," I said and she pushed her PJ bottoms down and kicked them off and lay back down. She had panties on and made no effort to remove them. I washed and dried her legs and feet without incident and made no comment about the panties. I told her she was all done and she rolled off the bed to get dressed. She put her bottoms on first and when she bent over to put that first foot in, I remember very well how her breasts bobbed and swayed as they hung there, suspended from her chest. They were gorgeous. I knew I had no panties on and looked forward to taking my turn. She seemed unfazed when I took my bottoms off to completely reveal myself. Most girls in those days didn't fully shave but many of us, including me, were 'trimmed' for a bikini. When that washcloth finally went to work on my pussy it was the first time a female had ever touched me there. Reflexively I made a small sound and lifted myself up a little to meet her touch. She hesitated slightly, stole a quick glance over to my face and went back between my legs to finish up. That was the end of it. I got up and got dressed but I think maybe both of us were aware, even if only barely, that something had happened. We practiced doing blood pressures and helping each other (i.e. the patient experience) get dressed and undressed. Helping Nat get her bra and panties on and off was pretty hot for me and I'm pretty sure she liked taking her turn too because she asked for a second try with my bra "as practice". And then we had to give each other enemas one day. Yikes we were both as nervous as kittens. You do this on the floor of the shower, lying on your side with the upper leg hiked way up. That allows easier access to the anus and also positions the rectum to offer less resistance, thus minimizing the potential for injury. We flipped a coin and she had to go first. "Shit," she said out loud and be both burst out laughing like idiots. "Well if I'm getting naked, you are too," she insisted and thus within a minute we both stood there together stark naked and looking forlornly into the shower stall. It was actually comical. We turned on the hot water to warm up the floor tiles in the stall but when you laid down in there, even though you'd put a towel down, it was still cold and hard on your bare skin. As she went in and started assuming the position, I filled the bottle with warm water and joined her. I knelt behind her. "You ready Nat?" I asked her. "Hell no." she barked and again we laughed. "Alright kiddo, here goes," I began. "Breathe evenly, try not to tense up and just go with it." I instructed her as we'd been told. I had to spread her cheeks a little to get a good aim as I worked the nozzle into her asshole. It went as planned. I emptied the bottle into her as we'd been taught and it wasn't as bad as we'd imagined. She did the same with me and again, it went exactly as it was supposed to but having Natalie's hands on my ass was nice. We turned on the water and showered together to get the effluent off us. As we were soaped up she turned her back to me, bent forward slightly and asked if she'd gotten everything. I said it looked ok but I'd make sure and with that I ran my warm soapy fingers through her crack, slowing deliberately at her asshole to softly rub away I anything that shouldn't still be there. This time it was she that made the small noise. I thought she'd straighten up at that point but she didn't so I sent my soapy fingers back through there again. This time she rolled her pelvis onto my fingers in just the slightest, almost imperceptible way but there was no denying it happened. The water was pouring down on us. I patted her on the ass, told her she was good and suggested she better check me as well. She did, twice before I straightened up. We each washed our hair while we were in there, then dried off as normal. Odd thing is, both us remained nude as we went about the business of cleaning up, hanging the towels to dry and so on. Natalie left the room naked, went to the kitchen and called to me from there. I went out to see what she wanted and I was naked too. I think we were both maybe a little horny from what happened and at the very least we were affected by it. She had poured me some juice and we stood there naked for several minutes talking about nothing really. I kept looking at her tits and her pussy and she did the same. We sort of smiled stupid smiles at each other and I honestly don't think we knew what to do. I told her I thought she was pretty and she said the same. Finally I set my glass down, went over to her, put my arms around her and hugged a naked girl for the first time in my life. She set her glass down, thanked me for being such a friend and pulled her head back enough to kiss me on the lips. It was a chaste kiss though, much like the way your grandma would kiss you. Still hugging, our naked bodies still pressed together. tits to tits, I looked her in the eyes, told her I too thought she had become a good friend and that I was lucky to have her for a room mate. We rinsed out our glasses, went to our bedroom to get dressed and that was that. There was no mistaking the fact however, that a fuse had been lit on another dimension in our relationship. There are any number of assignments that a nurse might get and often without notice. We could get called in to work on a post surgical recovery unit, a geriatric unit, a trauma unit and more. One possibility is working in a surgical unit and in that context, one assignment can be to prep patients for surgery. This can involve shaving the surgical site on a patients body - including the pubic region such as for prostrate surgery as an example. Thus we were assigned the task of shaving a delicate body part on our roommate. Natalie and I talked about it during dinner in the cafeteria and pretty much thought the only real choice, if this was to be a genuine opportunity, was to shave each other 'down there'. I don't know how many people have had this experience in a hospital setting but it is one of the most profoundly intimate interactions you can have with a stranger. This is not a wet shave. This type of razor is specifically designed for this task. Wetness and shave cream and the applying of that and the cleaning it off - all those things have the potential to bring germs into the situation. Thus we dry shave the patient and you'd marvel at the smooth results and the virtually pain free experience. Nat and I didn't have any trouble getting our pants off for each other and decided to just get completely naked and go for it. That's exactly what we did. She laid down sideways across the bed and I pulled a chair pulled up to the edge of the bed. You do need a towel and damp cloth because it is necessary to keep cleaning the blade. She put her feet up on the bed, spread her legs open and there I was, for the first time in my life, literally face to face with another woman's cunt. Picture the position she had to be in. It was nearly impossible for her to watch me. She could come up onto her elbows for a few seconds but that was awkward so she just lay back. I'm right handed so I placed my left hand on her pussy to steady and support the efforts of my right hand. I shaved a patch, wiped the blade clean and shaved another. I continued with this until she was completely bald. We didn't need to go that far for the assignment but it's what we agreed to do. My hands were on her pussy altogether for maybe 10 or 12 minutes and I liked it a lot. I was feeling arousal but she was showing no outward signs of that. I then lightly rubbed my fingers over her labia and told her we were done. It was different for me. I definitely did have trouble hiding my arousal and before she was done shaving me I was openly lubricating. Of course it was clear and obvious to her. When she was finished I leaned myself up on my elbows and looked at her. There she sat, her face no more than 18 inches from my very aroused vagina. My lips were open and glistening wet. "What do I do?" she'd whispered. "Touch me," I said and lay back down. Her fingers were so tender and soft and even a little tentative at first as she moved them all over my folds and lips and my wetness. There was no hair left. I was bald, smooth and slick with my own juices. Finally she entered me and I whispered yes, yes, yes. I came back up onto my elbows and watched her. It was a 100% new experience for us. We were just 19 year old girls away from home for the first time and it was surreal. We didn't know how to make girl love but we learned pretty damn quick. We fucked each other at least 4 times a week after that, always showered together and sucking that girl's tits was to die for. Natalie The hottest relationship I had was with a stripper named Natalie, a brunette beauty with a sharp intellect and the most wicked and dirty sense of humour I have ever encountered. She was three years older than my eighteen years, much more experienced and my first female lover. She remains the most beautiful woman I have ever seen - as I write, I look longingly at her photograph and wonder where she is today. I know she has long retired from stripping and that is all. All I have of her are some photos - and unbelievably naughty erotic memories of our time together. Natalie was a graceful five-nine with an athletic build and beautiful round full breasts, which, unlike many of her co-workers, were natural. She won Miss Nude Australia for a reason and liked to do a Xena Warrior Princess strip act, with fire and spears. She was adventurous, kind of crazy and a lot of fun to be around. We clicked upon meeting and I often regret leaving her for a boyfriend who wanted exclusivity. In my first year of studying creative writing and journalism at university, I had been spotted by a modelling scout and ended up picking up a lot of sex industry modelling work because of my 8G breast size, relatively short height at five foot five and curves. I was not runway model height or weight; but my looks got me a lot of catalogue and magazine work, not to mention well-paying gigs like representing Penthouse at Sexpo. I looked much like I do now; peaches-and-cream complexion, big blue eyes, long platinum blonde hair and an hourglass figure. I have a bit of an attitude because I am beautiful and I know it. But I was not prepared for Natalie, who was so forward with her come-on; first commenting on my breasts and then admiring my legs in the obscenely short skirted dress Penthouse had outfitted me in. The music was loud and so was the crowd, I almost thought I had misheard her. I wasn't used to girls coming on to me and I tingled, curious. I'm often a big mouth so it is rather amusing I was lost for words and nervously stammered something stupid about spilling Coke in my lap on the way there that morning and how I was lucky not to ruin the sequins on my silly frou-frou dress. In reply to this, she said slyly, "Next time call me and I will lick it out." She gave me her number, winked and left me standing there, stunned and very turned on. I watched her all day as the convention went on, as I stood at the Penthouse stand and worked the huge room. She watched me too and our eyes held each other hotly, shooting electricity. Apart from this, I was obscenely bored and despite chatting to some entertaining sex workers, I couldn't help but fantasise constantly about Natalie. After midday, on the main stage, she had her strip show, where she blew me away with her athleticism - but also, her crazy sex appeal. She reminded me of Bettie Page - not just the hair and fashion-sense, but the coy cheekiness and flirtiness, the beauty and comfort in her skin. She reveled in her nudity and I stood in the crowd, hungering after her, just like the others were. During the show, Natalie caught my eye and kept smiling and winking at me, which thrilled me and I felt my pussy swell with moist excitement. I imagined this show was just for me, a prelude to something else. I had never been with a woman before but I was very turned on and intrigued. At the end of my contracted time to Penthouse, I approached her as she stood in her company's booth area, slightly nervous. At this time, I was seeing two different men (I never really subscribed to the idea of monogamy) and was very open to seeing what would happen. I told Natalie this and that I would like to see her and she asked me what I was doing now. I had plans, but I shyly said nothing. She told me to get changed out of the ridiculous Penthouse get-up and we'd go out for some fun. She pointed over to a cubicle with a curtain in the corner of her company's larger booth space. "That is where our girls have been changing for our shows; much more private." I grabbed my stuff and went into the small curtained area, barely undoing my zipper when the curtain jerked open and Natalie sneaked in, smirking at me, her brown eyes sparkling. My mouth fell open, dumbfounded - and I am rarely lost for words - and she laid her red lipsticked mouth onto mine, her hands gently pulling me into her body. She was soft, warm and firm, smelling of freesias and cocoa butter and I tasted her lipstick and mouth as her tongue swirled slowly with mine. My hands found her found her firm ass and lower back, stroking. She used her height and strength advantage to overpower me, pushing me into the one wall, she continued kissing, increasing intensity. As she pushed into me hard, my knees bent a bit due to a chair placed in the way and this popped my legs open awkwardly and I almost fell over. I grabbed the chair and she paused from this kiss, giggling and putting a hand up my short skirt. "First thing you tell me upon meeting is about your wet panties and now you're opening your legs to me after our first kiss." I laughed as well and then she silenced me with her hot mouth once more. My breathing was hard as her hand stroked up the soft skin of my thigh and tickled my sensitive inner leg, then my panties. I had planned to see one of my boyfriends so I was wearing nice panties, which was good, and I felt her pull them aside, her finger running teasingly along my labia. I think I whispered "Oh my god" or something else incomprehensible at this point. I stopped running my hands over her body and grabbed on to her hips and I felt icy little pinpricks of pleasure goosebump all over my skin. My pussy was so wet, begging for touching. Natalie was still kissing me, teasing, slow and her other hand undid the zip of my dress and released one of my breasts, her hand squeezing and working. She hadn't even touched my pussy and I felt like coming. Her breath and lips on my neck, her finger firmly entered my pussy and lightly touched my clit, stroking gently. I had never been touched like this before and I moaned loudly and Natalie said, amused, "Shhh!" I wasn't even aware of the event outside the impromptu changeroom anymore. The loud murmur of the crowd and nearby people in the booth were still there, it was just that we were in our own special capsule away from that reality. She kept rubbing, looking into my eyes and kissing my lips lightly and I felt I was close and then she dropped to her knees, pulling down my lacy purple panties. It was unexpected and my legs felt crampy because of the ridiculously high heels Penthouse gave me had numbed my toes and made standing awkward. I almost fell and we giggled as she managed to take my panties down. Then she pulled up my skirt and opened my legs, pushing me back so I sat down onto the chair. She opened my legs wider, looking and said, "You are very pretty," and it took me a moment to realise she meant I had a pretty pussy and I could feel my blush go down my neck to my chest. She grabbed one of my legs, putting it over her shoulder, grinned at me and started to softly kiss my inner thighs. I bit my lip, hard and tried to not make any sound. My ears rang and the noise outside seemed surreal. My hands clenched the side of the chair for dear life as my body trembled. Was I going to come without her even touching my clit? Then suddenly, the curtain moved a bit and Natalie jerked to attention as a blonde head popped around. The eyes widened as they took in what was going on. "I'm in here, Fiona," Natalie said matter-of-factly and the girl, who was beautiful, smiled in amazement, staring at me, my wide open legs and bare wet pussy and apologised, disappearing from view. The curtain closed, Natalie resumed her kissing and then moved to my pussy, running her tongue up and down the slit, touching everything but my clit. I squirmed and put my hands in her glossy long brown hair, watching her, on the edge, breathless. Then she inserted a finger into my pussy, hooking it into my G-spot and planted her tongue hard onto my clit, circling, and I couldn't hold back my cries of pleasure as I came, harder than ever before. Afterwards, as I lay limply on the chair stunned, she crawled up and kissed me gently, her hands in my hair. We were quiet for a bit and then she asked if I still wanted to go out with her. I agreed. "Well," she said, looking at my bag on the floor. "You'd better get dressed then. And there's some boys coming too." Seeing my reaction, she added cheekily, "Don't worry, I won't let them touch you - unless you want them to!"