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Their First Toys

By: leBonhomme



Thousands of readers were intrigued by the title of this story, but didn't like that it only tantalized. After a complaint that it was "a major letdown," I have added additional chapters that folks find much more arousing. Originally, I hadn't imagined how inventive and sexually active "my" girls could be. They move on from toys to lesbian oral sex, and then want to find out what they can do with a cock. They do in the following chapters. New readers can skip to them, but the story starts here. It's only about half a page of Literotica text, but then ... 

As I mention later, all this is before internet let people see more about sex than their grandparents probably ever imagined. 

Original introduction:

From the title and first line of this very short story, the reader will immediately know what it is about. The use of names is intentionally avoided, a stylistic experiment. The reader may imagine that the story is a transcription of what a spy camera could capture. 

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"Oh, you have an electric toothbrush, too."

"Yeah, you too? Mom gave it to me before coming to college, said that I probably wouldn't brush three times a day, needed a better brush."

"Hmm, about what my dentist suggested. Yours is different than mine. Let me see. But it is the same brand. Yours looks more feminine."

"What do you mean? What's yours look like?"

Her new roommate finds hers, holding it up: 

"See, mine gets bigger at the bottom, I guess so it stands up better."

"And mine looks more feminine?"

"Pink and not swelling out at the bottom like mine, more rounded."

"Hmm? Does that then make yours look more masculine?"

"Not really, I guess, just that yours looks more feminine."

A couple of weeks later, they are familiar enough to use the bathroom together in the nude, but still learning about each other. There one evening, the one with the "feminine" toothbrush asks: 

"Who was that girl who greeted you; you seemed to know each other."

"Oh, yes. We played against each other, different teams from our town. Didn't know we were both coming here."

"Nice."

"Yeah, nice to know someone from back home. She, uh, 'got around' quite a bit, came to games with different boyfriends."

"Oh. Well, she looked like she could, cheerleader ... Oh, I didn't mean to suggest anything bad about her."

"No problem, I know what you mean. She is nice, just looks like she might have more experience with boys than I do."

"Or me, for sure."

"Don't know if I would want to have her figure."

"I sure don't."

"But yours is also nice."

"Yours too."

"No complaints."

"Boys'?"

"A couple, since summer before senior year."

"Only one, before we went away to college. Hmm? Not really a boyfriend, like we're not going to get back together at Christmas."

"Oh? But you did?"

"Yeah. A little funny, embarrassing to tell."

"Sorry. I shouldn't have asked."

"Oh, I guess I did. We both thought we shouldn't go off to college as virgins."

"Better than drinking too much here and it happening after a football game."

"We didn't think about that, but you're right. Anyway, we did, twice, better the second time, well, a little."

"Like my first times."

"It gets better?"

"Of course. Well it doesn't have to, but it should; I hope so."

"Hmm! Me too."

"Helps if you know what you want."

"Like?"

"Uh, you know, play with yourself."

"Do you?"

"Don't you?"

They both giggle and then one replies: 

"You didn't notice?"

"You, neither?"

They both shake their heads, but then nod with wry grins and begin to laugh, then smirking as they see the other's tight nipples jiggling. The one with the "feminine" toothbrush takes it and the tube of toothpaste. 

When she turns it on, the other girl gets hers and turns it on. She snorts with a grin, holding it. The other one looks at her in the mirror and mumbles: 

"Going to run down the battery."

"It'll recharge."

She smirks a little, still letting it run. When the other finishes, she looks up again and says: 

"Still on? Why? You're going to have to brush the old way."

She turns it off, nodding, but smirking again and replying: 

"You do know what a vibrator is?"

The other girl nodded slightly, murmuring: 

"Heard about them."

"Our toothbrushes vibrate."

She turns hers on again, grinning. The other snorts, looking at it in her hand, scowling and remarking: 

"You're not thinking about doing that? It won't fit, that big flat bottom."

"Doesn't have to, just somewhere else."

She slid her hand down around the base and murmured: 

"It would, but you're right about the flat base. Yours would be better."

"You are thinking about it!"

"Just occurred to me. Why not before?"

"I sure haven't." 

"I wonder what it feels like; must be a reason why girls use them."

"You want to!"

"Just thinking about it."

"Hmm! And want to use mine?"

"Doesn't need to fit in to see how it could feel."

"Hmm! Hope your battery hasn't expired, if you really want to."

"It can be recharged."

Her toothbrush stutters and stops vibrating. The other one smiles a little triumphantly. The first one wrinkles her nose with a disappointed expression and plugs in her charging unit. 

After that, they are less reserved about what they do in bed with their fingers, chuckling when they hear each other, still just with their fingers. 

A few days later, the other one also meets the girl with the cheerleader figure. And a few days later, when the three of them were together, she suggests that they share a sixpack of beer the next evening, a Friday.

They do, in the roommates' room. During their second cans of beer, the talk about boys gets looser. The girl with the "feminine" toothbrush, the least experienced one, mostly just listening. She is a little surprised at the turn of the conversation, much more surprised when her roommate mentions their electric toothbrushes, embarrassed, when she mentions their conversation about them. The third girl snickers with a nod and grin and replies: 

"Thought about that with my first cellphone, a little old Nokia one. Hm-hmm! Mmmm! Tried it. You're right. Hm-hm-hmm! Almost lost it, when I wanted to feel how it would be inside, too."

The embarrassed girl is more embarrassed, just snorting as the other two snicker, seeing her roommate grin before she replies: 

"Couldn't lose my toothbrush. What did you do?"

"It popped out. The next time, after that, I put it in a rubber, something to hang onto. Should have before; popped out before it could get all wet. Oh, you can make it ring, vibrate, without having someone call."

"All wet?" the still embarrassed one murmurs.

"Don't you?" 

"Not yet," she admits.

"Try your toothbrush," the other replies quietly, then chuckles again and continues: 

"But once I did it with a boyfriend, and he called me. Wow! Even though he sitting there, and I was watching him dial, expecting it, suddenly feeling it buzzing and trying to ring in my pussy really surprised me."

The thighs of both the others twitch together. The one is shocked to hear her use the word "pussy." The other one hums with a grin. The one who had spoken grins at their response and takes a drink of her beer. The others also drink. Then she asks to see their electric toothbrushes. With very skeptical expression, the shocked one shakes her head slightly and then stronger with a disapproving frown when she sees her roommate nod and get up.

She returns from the bathroom with both electric toothbrushes. When the girl reaches out towards the "feminine" one, she turns it on with a grin and hands it to her. 

"Oooh! It does vibrate," she remarks as she inspects it. Its owner looks displeased that hers was chosen, and looks even less happy, when the girl remarks:

"Yeah, bet it would work, certainly would fit." 

She looks up at the girl who is still holding the other toothbrush and asks: 

Is it yours?"

As she shakes her head, her roommate almost blurts out: 

"No, its mine, and you can't try it."

Her sharp remark doesn't stop the other girl from continuing: 

"Wasn't going to, but it would be fun to. Mmm, nice, the little ridges on the rubber grips."

She held it near the brush end to let them see. When her other fingers close around the brush, the vibrations slow down, it buzzing in a lower tone. Its owner's displeased expression returns, but her roommate chuckles softly, exchanging smirks with the other girl. She turns it off and back on again, moving it up and down, smirking back at her, both snickering. She turns it off again, to the relief of its owner, who reaches out to take possession of her toothbrush. When she grasps it, however, a finger turns it back on. The others chuckle at her apparent discomfort, while it takes her a moment to turn it off. 

"Let me see yours," the girl asks, taking it and turning in on. It buzzes faster than the other one had, and she smiles and remarks softly: 

"Even better."

"Mine buzzes that fast when it's been recharged."

When both the others look at her, she looks chagrined at her having joined in the conversation. Her roommate replies: 

"It does."

"How long do they run?" the other one asks. 

"Don't know; for several brushings," the first one replies, clutching her toothbrush and accidentally turning it on again. It obviously buzzes slower than the other one. She turns it off with a wry smile. The other one is then turned off, and the girl remarks with a grin: 

"Maybe I should get one, like the pink one."

She hands the other one back, adding with a smirk: 

"Wouldn't have to hide it, like I do my old cellphone. Wouldn't have to use a rubber to protect it; wouldn't want to - those little ridges. Oh, let me see it again, can you take the brush off?"

The girl hands it back to her, explaining: 

"Just pull it off; comes with other brushes for family use."

She does, looking at the long, thin metal pin that rotates the brush. She scowls, murmuring: 

"Too pointy, and not the brush either." 

Then she snorts to herself and says: 

"A cork, no, better, a champagne cork!"

She looks up at the others with a pleased grin, humming.

Even the girl with the other toothbrush has to chuckle, but not as much as her roommate does, who nods with a grin, then remarking: 

"But then better also use a rubber."

"Um-hmm, of course. Hey, if you lend me yours, I'll buy the champagne, well, just California bubbly, and we can have a party, just the three of us."

Again, they all chuckle, even the most reticent one, but then she remarks. 

"But be sure it isn't a plastic cork."

That earns her a couple of surprised glances, the others both nodding. She smiles wryly. The one who had suggested it asks:

"You want me to?" 

"Sounds like you do."

"If you say so."

She smiles wryly again. Her toothbrush starts buzzing, slowly. She snorts and turns it off. Her roommate chuckles and remarks: 

"Sounds like you do, at least, that your toothbrush does."

They all laugh, nodding. 

If I get the bubbly - with a real cork - then it's a party?"

Nods and smirks. 

Their First Toys Ch. 02



This is a continuation of the story "Their First Toys", which elicited the following comments.

"by Anonymous 02/20/13

This was a major let down and disappointment and that's being kind!!?"

"by Anonymous 02/21/13

'a major let down'

Yes, in a way, but because the story arouses erotic expectations, unfulfilled ones. I can imagine that that was the author's intention. If it was, the story was successful, just frustrating. I was also disappointed at the end, that it was going to be left to me to imagine what could happen - not that I couldn't. Maybe the author can be induced to giving his version. Call the girls Jane, Kathy and Laura."

At first, I was disappointed by the first comment, but then had to grin, thinking that something big must have been up, if the reader suffered "a major let down." Sorry about that. The second reader understood my intention, but also let me recognize that readers prefer to let authors provide them with fantasies. That is why we write, to share our fantasies with others, and my own went beyond what I had writing. I had three college freshmen speculating about what they could do with electric toothbrushes, and one had already played with her old cellphone. And they had agreed to find out. 

The suggestion of giving them names is good. The roommates are Jane and the much less experienced Kathy. Laura is the one with the most experience, who has already "misused" her cellphone. Readers may find it interesting to read first the original story to understand the comments and the girls' backgrounds.   

I should add that the girls are much more eager and inventive than I had originally anticipated. This is just the second chapter.




After Laura leaves, Jane clicks her toothbrush on and off, smirking, then remarking: 

"I'm going to."

"Shouldn't we wait?" Kathy asks.

"Laura already has with her cellphone; no reason not to experiment."

"I'm not going to."

"Yours sounded like it was about to die."

"Even if it didn't. Need to get new batteries, since it doesn't have charger."

"Hope you don't mind if I do."

"Hmm? If you want to."

Jane clicks her toothbrush on and off again in reply. Kathy snorts with slight scowl, but nods.

They get ready to go to bed, having to use the toilet in closer succession than usual after their two beers, exchanging wry smiles. Jane starts to brush her teeth, then turns it off and just uses her hand. Kathy's brush dies while she is brushing hers. When she sees that Jane only puts on her pajama top, she frowns disapprovingly. Jane shrugs and remarks: 

"If I'm going to, ..."

"You're not going to put it in?"

"Don't know. Hmm? If it wants me to."

"Hmm? What? Your toothbrush or your ...?"

"Hm-hmm! If it doesn't die on me."

"Never thought I would ever talk about this with anyone."

"Me neither, ... but we have."

"Laura's fault."

"The champagne cork was your suggestion."

"No, just that it shouldn't be a plastic one."

"Okay, but that didn't sound like you weren't interested."

"Just trying to be helpful. Wouldn't want her to spend money for a bottle whose cork didn't work, just the metal pin twisting without moving the cork."

"That would be a disappointment."

They turn off the lights and get in bed. The muffled buzz of Jane's toothbrush starts. She chuckles and hums. After a several moments, she chuckles warmly and remarks: 

"The brush end moves better."

"The brush on your ...?"

"Just the stem of it. ... Oooh!"

After a few more hums from Jane, the covers on Kathy's bed rustle, and continue to rustle, as Jane hums with apparent pleasure. Kathy also hums, but softer. After more hums from each of them, Jane chuckles, and the sound of her toothbrush's buzzing changes, almost inaudible, but she snickers with a moan.

"You are! In it?"

"Um-hmm! Feels good."

"Hmm?! Wicked!"

"Hmmm! Maybe a little, but if feels good. Mmmm!"

After that, the covers hardly rustle, since both girls' knees are drawn up, but their soft and not so soft moans suggest that not just Jane's toothbrush is active. Jane's become less restrained, and then she blurts out softly: "Shit!" and moans even more strongly, her body convulsing. Kathy's moans are also less restrained, but only a little louder than before. Then the buzzing of the toothbrush is louder for a moment and then stops. 

Silence, sighs. After a few moments, Jane whispers: 

"Shit! I think I wet my bed."

After a moment, Kathy asks in a whisper: 

"You what?!"

"That never happened before."

"What?"

"That wet. Oh, when it's good, I'm all wet, but not like that."

"Is that good?"

"If you have to ask, yes."

"Guess I do. ... Feels good, of course, and all moist, ... but not like 'wet'."

"Not like that for me before either."

"Really? All wet?"

"Hmm! Like I said."

Jane's covers rustle, and then she snorts and adds: 

"Yeah, wet sheets."

"You did wet your bed."

"Hmm? Well, not like that. I guess, 'squirting'."

"'Squirting'?"

"Some girls do, when they come real good. Didn't know I would."

"It was that good?"

"Um-hmm! Better than with most guys."

"I sure don't, ... didn't, ... and better by myself, but nothing like that."

"Maybe one day, ... I hope, for you."

"Hmm? Seems unlikely, but I hope so too."

"Get new batteries for your toothbrush tomorrow."

"Hmm, I will. Good night."

"Good night."

In the morning, neither mentions what they had done. When Jane takes her toothbrush to the bathroom, she smirks slightly, a little apologetically, as she plugs in the charger. 

After breakfast, Kathy buys new batteries, taking a packet of four, and then with a slight snort taking a second packet. Alone back in their room, she replaces the batteries in her toothbrush and turns it on.  She smirks at feeling it vibrate with renewed vigor and turns it off. Then she smiles wryly and sits down and turns it back on, spreading her legs and holding it against the seam of her jeans between her legs. She shifts her legs, moving the seam, and then hums with a grin. 

"Oooh! Yeah, maybe," she whispers and turns it off.

That evening, she and Jane go to a frosh mixer and enjoy themselves, exchanging phone numbers with a couple of male students. As they are returning to their room, they agree that they had had fun. As they are entering their building, Jane asks: 

"Get new batteries?"

"Um-hmm."

"Hm-hmm! That's good; I felt a little bad about having such a good time last night."

"Lucky you; it must have been good, sure sounded like it."

"It was."

They get undressed and use the toilet, exchanging mild smirks, less mild ones, when they both take their toothbrushes but just return to their room. While Kathy puts on her shorty nightgown, Jane puts on her pajama top, remarking as she buttons it: 

"Don't know why," watching Kathy pull up the loose shorts that match her top. 

Snorting with smirks, they turn off the light and get in their beds. A few moments later, Jane's and the Kathy's toothbrushes are buzzing. They both chuckle and then hum. Then Kathy murmurs: 

"Oooh! Better than through my jeans.

"Oh! You tried before?"

"Just a little."

More delighted hums, and the rustle of Kathy's covers; as she moves to slip her toothbrush inside her shorts, then responding to the more arousing sensation with a pulsing "umm-hm-hm-hmm!"

"Um-hmmm!" Jane agrees.

For a minute or two, they exchange soft moans, as though they were encouraging each other, now with no reticence about what they were both doing. Then Jane murmurs: 

"It wants it in."

The buzz of her toothbrush is then muffled, but she gives a louder, more aroused moan. The covers on Kathy's bed rustle, as she pushes her shorts down past her hips. For a moment, she gives a questioning hum, and then the sound of her toothbrush is also muffled. 

"Oooh! Ooh-oooh!" she responds. 

"Good?" 

"Gosh! Yes!"

"Uhmm! I hope so!" Jane enjoins and begins to moan again: pleased sounding moans, sounding as though she were enjoying the anticipation of knowing that it was going to feel even better. 

In contrast, Kathy's sound surprised: 

"Oooh! Ooh-ooh! Hm-hmm! Ooh-ooh! ..." sounding as though she had suddenly understood the subtle double entendre of a joke, one whose second meaning was something a girl shouldn't admit that she understood. But she did! Her thighs twitch, as she continues to moan/laugh like that, her hands sliding up and squeezing her breasts, her fingers rubbing her aroused nipples, pinching and pulling on them. 

While her laughing moans continue, and her thighs clamp together, twitching, Jane's moans change from anticipation to almost desperate sounding ones. Then she exclaims softly: 

"Fuck! Come! ... Oh, shit! Again!"

Kathy starts at hearing the four-letter word, but only for a moment, then responding between her oohs: "Um-hmm!" and resumes arousing her nipples, as her thighs twitch involuntarily. The buzz of Jane's toothbrush is then louder and stops, and she murmurs again: 

"Oh shit! Again, all wet."

Kathy nods, her oohs continuing. Her twitching thighs had slid down, and her hips are twitching, as her fingers continue to maltreat her nipples. After a few moments and a few sighs, Jane murmurs: 

"Rub yourself, ... there."

"That too?" Kathy asks, but one of her hands immediately slides down from her breast to her pussy, her fingers creeping between her clenching thighs. 

They draw up again, spreading a little to let her fingers rub rapidly back and forth, quivering as she gasps and begins to moan like Jane had. Then, between gasps, her moans become whimpers, and her pelvis begins to twitch. Jane hums and murmurs: 

"Like that."

Kathy's body spasms, as she gasps with more and louder whimpers. Her fingers still, just holding her pussy, but the muffled sound of her toothbrush continues, and another spasm rocks her body.

"Oh, God!" she murmurs, as her thighs clamp together on her hand, holding her fingers still for a moment, but they open again. She is gasping, but her fingers involuntarily move again. Moaning and gasping, she lets them, and another series of spasms rock her body.

Finally, she jerks her buzzing toothbrush out of her pussy. It takes her a moment to find the switch on its now slippery surface. In the silence, she sighs with a deep moan, and another one, and still another one. After still another one, she murmurs: 

"That must have been it, an orgasm."

"Two, it sounded like. It sure was."

"Hmm!  Like yours?"

"If your bed is all wet?"

"I don't think so."

"Still, just as good."

"Hmm! Better than anything I could imagine."

"It sure sounded like it."

"Oh? Was I loud?"

"Um-hmm, loud enough that I knew it was good."

"Shit! ... I don't say that."

"If it was that good."

"It was, but wrong word. ... Hm-hmm! Wrong four-letter word, but I really don't use that one."

"A little more appropriate, however."

They both snicker. Kathy murmured: 

"My new friend, better than just wanting not to be a virgin."

"Um-hmm!"

They snicker again and say good night. 

In the morning, the sound of Jane's toothbrush wakens Kathy. She opens her eyes and rolls over and sees that Jane is just holding it over her stomach under the covers. She asks: 

"You're not going to do it again?!"

"No, I was just wondering how long it runs. Sorry, if I woke you."

"Hmm! Probably not long enough after last night."

"At least, I can always recharge it."

"I bought more batteries."

"Thinking you might need them?"

"Yeah, well, I guess. Always will, sometime."

"But maybe more, now that you know what else you can do with your toothbrush."

"Yours too."

"Hmm? If I'm just going to let it run down, may as well."

The bulge of the covers over her hands moves down to her hips. Kathy remarks: 

"You do want to."

"Why not? If I'm just going to lie here holding it?"

"And wet your bed again."

"Hm-hmm! Maybe, if it doesn't die on me."

"You are!"

The bulge of the covers rises to a peak. Jane just nods with a smile and then hums, a chuckling hum. Kathy repeats: 

"You are."

"Um-hmm. ... Mmm! Since you have so many batteries, ..."

"Hmm?!"

After watching and listening to Jane for a few moments, Kathy snorts and rolls on her back, then remarks: 

"Oh, I never pulled my bottom back up."

"Hm-hmm! Then you may as well, too."

"Hmm! If I have to listen to you, ..."

"Mmmm! You will."

Jane hums again. A moment later the buzz of Kathy's toothbrush starts. Jane chuckles. When Kathy gives a surprised sounding "mmmm," Jane nods and responds with an "um-hmm."

For a minute or two, they exchange moans, then the peak of Jane's covers moves, disappears, but Kathy has her eyes closed. But she hears her give a more pronounced moan, as the sound of her toothbrush becomes muffled. She murmurs: 

"You really want to."

"Um-hmm. ... Uhmmm!"

After hearing more of Jane's now more aroused moans – having to listen to them - Kathy snorts. The buzz of her toothbrush stops, but her thighs draw up, and then she murmurs: 

"All wet. Uhnn!"

Her covers move rhythmically, and she moans, not just once, as her hands move. For another minute or two, they exchange more aroused moans. Then the motion under Kathy's covers stops. She murmurs: 

"If we're going to, ..."

Her toothbrush begins to buzz again, and she gives a more surprised moan, and another one. 

"Um-hmm!" Jane responds.

Soon, Kathy is almost laughing again, while Jane's moans change to deep, pulsing "uhn-uhn-uhnn! Uhn-uhn-uhnn! ..." separated by gasps. Their hips are rocking, rising off their beds. Then Jane exclaims: 

"Oh shit! Again!"

Her body convulses again. And then Kathy's does, as whimpers combine with her laughing. She remarks: 

"Before I have to again," and the buzz of her toothbrush stops, as she gasps and sighs with moans.

Jane''s toothbrush continues to buzz, but louder again, as she also sighs and moans, then murmuring: 

"It's slowing down."

"Hmm! Good for twice."

"Yours too."

"But it felt good without the buzz."

"Hm-hmm! Just ... - won't say the word - just rubbing it in your pussy."

"Hmm? Yeah, but I never heard that word spoken."

"Maybe I haven't either, but we know it."

"My pussy. Now I have said it too."

"Nice furry pussy."

"Hmm! Yours more than mine."

"Wish mine was more like yours."

"Hmm? Hardly furry enough to be a pussy cat."

"Hm-hmm! Hadn't thought of that. Should girls who shave call it their pussy?"

"Oh! Know any?"

"A couple, several, in the locker room at school last year."

"Hmm? I guess we all were too conservative, Catholic girls' school."

"Um-hmm, probably. ... Hmmm? It still hasn't stopped, but I've got to go."

"Me too." 

Jane's toothbrush continues buzzing as they both get up. Kathy clicks her on again and gives a slightly triumphant grin as it buzzes. Jane puts hers on the charger, but it stops. Kathy turns her off, and they take turns using the toilet.

They didn't use their toothbrushes the following week. Jane couldn't, since she had her period, and Kathy then also didn't. Friday, however, Jane's period is finished. Laura had confirmed that she had bought a bottle of champagne with a real cork. 

She joins them in their room, smirking, as she holds up a liquor store's plastic bag. Jane and Kathy also smirk. She reaches in the bag and says: 

"Glasses."

Kathy finds three, while Laura pulls the bottle wrapped in hand towel out of the bag, explaining that she had wanted to keep it cold. The she smirks and adds: 

"And to sit on, if it's as good as I hope. Did you try it?"

At Laura's immediate reference to the purpose of her visit, Kathy just nods with a slightly embarrassed expression. Jane smirks with more emphatic nod, replying: 

"Oh yes. Hi-hi! I should have had a towel, but I didn't know it would be like that."

"That good?! Sounds promising."

Kathy smiles wryly and remarks: 

"Not that good for me, but better than anything before, my first orgasm."

Laura smiles with a nod. Jane replies: 

"Her first? Her second too, when the toothbrush didn't stop, and again, Sunday morning."

"Just because you wanted to know how long yours would still buzz, and then couldn't think of anything better to do."

"'Anything better to do,' Sunday morning?" Laura asks facetiously, as she began to loosen the wire around the cork.

"Just once, Sunday morning," Kathy replied, then adding: 

"Don't let the cork pop."

But it did, foam running out of the bottle. Laura quickly moves to fill the glasses, which also foam over. They laugh. Jane springs up to find the cork, holding it up with a grin. Laura snickers and remarks: 

"I have seen a couple before, but only now does it occur to me why women could think champagne is erotic."

Jane nods with a smirk. Kathy expression suggests that she doesn't understand. Jane explains quietly: 

"The shape of champagne corks."

"Oh. Hmm! Of course, ... I guess; I hardly saw his, the two times we did it."

"I didn't think of that before, either," Laura replies softly, and finishes filling the glasses.

Then she smirks and raises a glass, waiting for the others to take theirs, and toasts: 

"To champagne corks ... and whatever they suggest."

They all chuckle and drink. When Laura drinks again, the others do.  Jane gestures that she sit on her bed, and she and Kathy sit together on Kathy's. Laura picks up the cork, looking at it, and remarks: 

"I wonder what the man in the store thought, when I insisted on one with a real cork."

"Not what you were, I hope," Jane replies.

Kathy suggests: 

"Probably just that you had heard that the ones with plastic corks were cheaper, that you wanted something better."

"Yeah, I guess; he just smiled and asked if it was for special occasion."

"And you nodded," Jane suggests.

"Without a funny expression, I hope."

They all chuckle and drink again. Laura refills their glasses.

She sits back down again and rolls the cork between her fingers, not just between her fingers, fondling it in her palm. Her smirk and chuckle suggest what she could be thinking that she was fondling something else. Kathy just smiles slightly and has a sip. Jane also takes a sip, a better one, then smirking with a slight nod as she watches Laura continue to fondle the cork like she would the head of a cock. 

Laura then also takes a better sip, and both the others also do. Then she suddenly snickers and says: "I almost forgot. Call this number."

"Why?" Kathy asks."

"You'll see."

Jane has reached for her cellphone, Laura slowly dictates a long number. Jane inputs it and then clicks the call button. A few seconds later, Laura's thighs twitch together, and she gives a snickering hum, grinning, and humming again, as her thighs clench together. Jane immediately snickers, her thighs moving sympathetically with Laura's. Kathy's also clench together, but she remarks in surprise: 

"You could forget that it was in there?! You came over here with your old cellphone in there?"

It must have still been ringing; Laura's thighs twitch a couple of times. Then she nods and replies: 

"Told y'all about that before. Hm-hmm! Now it must be asking for a voicebox answer. Hm-hmm! I have thought of surprising people who might still know the old number."

"Telling them where your cell was?" Jane asks.

"Um-hmm."

"Hm-hmm! And if they told others to call the number?"

"Hmm?! Never thought of that."

"Or just kept hitting the call button again?"

"Oooh! Interesting; I could check to see who had called."

They snicker; Kathy only snorts, and all drank. Then Kathy asks: 

"And you forgot that it was there?! Could forget?"

"I must have. Oh, I was thinking about it on the way here, wanting immediately to suggest the call. ... Don't think I always walk around with it in my pussy."




Their First Toys Ch. 02



"But you could forget it, that it was there? I couldn't."

"I must have. I did; it's pretty small."

"Hmm!" Kathy snort.

"Want to see?

Laura unzips her Bermuda shorts and reaches inside her panties. She raises her hips to shove them down. The others see her fingers reach further. Then her hand reappears, the rolled end of a rubber between her fingers, and then her cellphone dangling in the rubber. Jane snickers and hits twice the call button on her phone. Laura's buzzes softly, obviously vibrating. Kathy shakes her head in surprise, taking a drink. Jane "hangs up" with grin and also drinks. Laura nods , also grinning. With her cellphone still dangling from her fingers, she begins to push her shorts and panties down past her hips, murmuring: 

"If we're going to do this."

Kathy is again surprised, but Jane just nods, then asks:

"Oh, you shave. You didn't before."

"Aren't you also going to get undressed? Must have seen each other naked."

"Of course," Kathy agrees, but it is Jane who starts first to do so. 

Then Kathy also starts to undo the buttons at the waistband of her shorts. As Laura strips her shorts and panties down her legs, she replies to Jane's remark: 

"Yeah, just shaved since I got here. Thought about it before."

"Why didn't you? We knew after games that others did?"

"Hmm? I did, wanted to, but, well, funny reason."

"Reason not to?" Jane asks."

"Um-hmm!"

"'Funny', why?" 

"You really want to know? You're going to be surprised. I hope, just surprised."

Jane's and Kathy's shorts and panties were now past their hips, on their knees. Kathy glances down at her bare thighs, also at Jane's, and then at Laura's now naked legs, and remarks softly: 

"I guess nothing can surprise me now."

Jane nods. Laura snorts and says: 

"You will be, but if you want to know, I didn't want to my brother to see."

"Your brother?!" Kathy exclaims, her thighs twitching together.

Jane's thighs also twitch, but she responds more evenly:

"Your brother saw you? You didn't want him to see that you shaved?"

Laura nods. Jane remarks softly: 

"My brother never saw me - naked, I think. My sister, of course."

"I don't have any siblings," Kathy murmurs. 

Laura nods and replies: 

"Just a brother, but he did, does."

"You let him?!" Kathy explains again.

"How old is he?" Jane asks.

"Fourteen."

"And he sees you - naked - and you let him?" Kathy exclaims.

"Oh, I don't show him, but I know he peeks."

"And you let him?"

"Well, yes. Why shouldn't he be interested in seeing a naked girl? Oh, I was a little shocked the first time I noticed, but why not? Hm-hmm! And it felt good, a little arousing. I thought about it: should I start closing the doors; say something to him? It was easier to let him keep peeking, and why should I mind? Just nice to know that he has a normal, healthy interest in females."

"And you let him keeping 'peeking'?" Kathy asks.

"Just didn't do anything to stop him, and then didn't want to make it more interesting by shaving. Hm-hmm! If he has a problem when he has a bulge in his pants when he sees me in clothes, I don't."

"He does?" Kathy asks.

"Sometimes, just normal. Hm-hmm! Might have, anyway, at that age."

"Hmm?! My Catholic girls' school ..."

"Um-hmm! Both ways. Guys in junior high did

.

."

"And you saw them?" Kathy asks.

"Hm-hmm! Not like the cork, just the bulge. We wouldn't have known what to do with it."

Laura snorted with a smirk, replying: 

"My girlfriend, when we were ten, could have told you."

"When you were ten?!" Kathy exclaims again, after a moment adding: 

"She knew, and told you?"

"Um-hmm. I didn't believe her then, but she was right, after what Mom later told me about the birds and bees:"

"And she already knew?"

Enough to tell. She slept-over one night. She had older siblings, one each, I guess. She wanted us to take off our pajamas. That was nice, in bed together. What parents could think?! We didn't do anything. Maybe she wanted to - thinking now with hindsight. Anyway, she told me lots, lots more than Mom later did. When Mom did, however, I didn't have to ask any questions, and then believed what she had told me."

"A little like with my older sister," Jane remarks: "not 'sleeping-over' but answering the questions that I couldn't ask my mother. Hm-hmm! Also telling me what I could do by myself."

"She told me that, too. We didn't. Don't know if she had, but told me enough ... "

Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"Y'all are lucky;" had to figure that out by myself - not good enough - after hearing girls in the locker room telling that it was good, but not how."

"You caught up last weekend," Jane replies.

"Sounds like it," Laura agrees. 

They all drink again, glancing at each other, not just at their faces. Jane's and Kathy's glances shift down to Laura's naked legs and her lack of pubic hair. They glance at each other and slip their clothes over their knees, snorting as they flip them aside with their feet.

Laura empties the bottle in their glasses, and they all empty their glasses, giggling a little. Jane remarks: 

"Half naked. With boys, it starts the other way."

They all nod with more giggles. When Laura reaches to pull up her polo shirt, Jane starts to unbutton her blouse. Kathy shrugs with a snort and begins to unbutton hers. Laura's bare, cheerleader's breasts appear. Kathy reveals that she is also not wearing a bra, remarking that she doesn't need one. As she and Jane slipped their blouses off their shoulders, Jane agrees: 

"Maybe, but they are just as nice. Hm-hmm! Especially your nipples, when they're like that."

Kathy rubs her forearm over her erect nipples, but smiles, watching Jane reach back and unhook her bra. When she slips the straps off her shoulders, her nipples are just as aroused. Laura's also are. They all grin. 

Laura picks up the cork and asks: 

"Where's the toothbrush? The one with the big handle?"

Jane smirks and replies: 

"Mine," and stands up and goes to get it in the bathroom.

Kathy glances at Laura's shaven pussy and unconsciously rubs her sparse pubic hair. Laura remarks: 

"Nice."

Kathy's thighs squeeze together, but she replies: 

"Never really looked, but I guess mine don't leave much to the imagination."

When her thighs open again, more than they had been before, Laura nods and agrees: 

"No - yes - nice, like that. Mine was a whole thicket."

"Hmm! Sure would have surprised your brother, if it had disappeared."

"What I thought, but now it's gone."

She spreads her thighs. Before, it had just been apparent that she shaved, but now Kathy could see that her pussy was completely bare. She murmurs: 

"Like a little girl's."

But it wasn't, really; the hood of her clitoris was evident, and below it, the edge of an inner lip. Kathy's fingers explore down next to her slit. They only find a few hairs, and she smirked slightly. Laura remarks softly:

"Um-hmm, if mine had been like yours, I probably wouldn't have wanted to shave."

Jane had returned and offers her toothbrush to Laura. She takes it and finds the switch, grinning, when it begins to buzz. She turns it off and pulls off the toothbrush. She finds the champagne cork and presses it down on the thin metal stab. Grinning again, she turns it on. They all snicker, as they watch the cork twitch back and forth. Laura turns it off, looking at the cork with another grin, then asks where her bag is, telling that she has rubbers in her purse.

Kathy finds the bag and her purse. Laura finds a rubber in it, grinning again as she tears open the foil. The rubber pops out, and Laura rolls it down over the cork, fondling the cork again for a moment, and then rolls the rubber down over the grip of the toothbrush. She snickers when she finds that the rubber just reaches the bottom of the grip, snickering and remarking: 

"I didn't think that any cocks are that long. Hm-hmm! I almost lost it the first time I experimented, without a rubber."

The others snicker. Laura turns it on again, and they watch the cork move, twisting the rubber, that is loose around the grip, and they snicker again, but Jane suddenly scowls and remarks:

I've got to go. Hm-hmm, maybe when I hear that."

The others chuckle, and the three of them take turns using the toilet. They return to the room. Laura turns the toothbrush on again, but the turns it off and says:

"Yours, Jane? Can I try it first?"

"Of course: your idea and your cork."

You can use my cellphone."

"My toothbrush must be just as good," Kathy remarks.

"I hope so," Laura responds with a grin.

While they wait for her to fetch her toothbrush, Jane picks up the open end of the rubber with Laura's cellphone dangling in it. Laura snickers and says: 

"Use yours to call it again. I've set it to ring for as long as possible. When it stops ringing, cancel your call and then call again."

Jane nods, comparing the width of three fingers with that of the phone, then nodding with smirk. Kathy returns to hear Laura remark: 

"It will fit."

"Um-hmm!" Jane agrees, looking up with a grin.

Kathy snorts and replies:

"I'm not sure, only have tried with two fingers."

"It will," Laura assures her. 

Kathy sits back down next to Jane and glances at the others - naked - and at their toys, then at her own, and murmurs: 

"We're really going to do this?"

"I sure am," Laura replies, turning Jane's toothbrush on again, and snickering, then moving her hips to the edge of Jane's bed.

The others watch her spread her thighs and lower her toy between them. She gasps, when the cork touches her. Jane snorts with a nod and suggests: 

"Just start with the grip."

"Yeah! I don't even know if I want the cork doing that in my pussy. Mmmm! Um-hmm! Oh, this is going to be good!"

They watch her hold the grip against her pussy, and their thighs twitch. Then Laura suddenly switches it off and says: 

"Where's my towel?" 

As she finds it on the bed, Kathy asks: 

"It's going to be that good?"

"I hope so, sure think so."

Jane smirks and says: 

"If I do, without your cork, it should be. I'd better get my towel."

Jane hurries to the bathroom, returning. With snickers, they both double their towels and put them under their hips. Kathy shakes her head slightly in disbelief and murmurs: 

"We really are. This is crazy."

Jane nods slightly. Laura turns her toy back on and says: "We are!"

Her vibrating wand returns to her pussy. She smiles with a nod, humming. Her cellphone begins to vibrate. Kathy's eyes leave watching what Laura is doing and glance over, seeing her cellphone vibrating in the rubber. But only for the moment before Jane's fingers gather up the rubber and hold it. She snorts, and then it is also vibrating on her pussy. Kathy snorts with another shake of her head, but then her toothbrush is also buzzing, and then buzzing on her pussy. 

They don't need to see what each other is doing. Their eyes meet, first with one and then the other, and they all chuckle with hums. The cellphone stops, and the thumb of Jane's other hand quickly stops her call and restarts it. They all chuckle again. More hums, also glances at how the others are arousing themselves. The cellphone stops again and is restarted. 

Laura is now letting the cork twitch back and forth on her clitoris, chuckling with a grin. She draw up her thighs, rolling her hips up, and murmurs: 

"Now or never." 

Jane's and Kathy's hands still, as they watch Laura slide the cork down to her opening, tilting the grip down. They all moan. Jane and Kathy watch the cork and then the end of the grip disappear in Laura's pussy, who responds with a shivering moan. Jane murmurs: 

"Me too."

Kathy glances over and sees Jane turn the cellphone down and press it into her pussy. Jane drops back on the bed to push it further. It disappears. Jane almost giggles. Laura chuckles with a long, understanding moan and also drops back, moaning again, as Kathy sees her moving her toy in her pussy. 

"Me too," she murmurs to herself and also drops back, and then her toothbrush slips into her pussy, but neither of the others see it, as she gives a more aroused moan. 

For a few moments, the only motion is that of hers and Laura's hands' moving their toys, experimenting with what feels good - and moaning in appreciation. Jane is also moaning, but then her fingers begin to rub over her clitoris. Then there is the sound of her clicking to turn off the call of her cellphone and the double click of her starting another call to Laura's cellphone in her pussy. She gives a chuckling moan. 

After a few more moans from all of them, Laura and Kathy are using both their hands to arouse themselves. The moans become more aroused. Jane's cellphone clicks a couple of times more, and Kathy's moans begin to sound more as though she were laughing. Three pairs of hips begin to twitch, thighs quivering. 

Suddenly, Laura exclaims: 

"Oh shit!"

The others are too involved with themselves to raise their heads to see her pussy spurting, spurting past the towel. Maybe Jane understands, however, infected by Laura's surprising remark. She gives a long, pulsing moan. Her fingers are too late to catch the start of her squirt but deflect the following one down on her towel. It sounds like Kathy is trying to keep from laughing out loud, but it is obvious that she then also has an orgasm, her hips bucking.

The buzz of Laura's toy stops, but her body spasms again. Jane's cellphone clicks, and then double clicks, like it it has so many times before. 

"Oh! Uhnn!" she exclaims with a spasm, then clicks just once, remarking: 

"Just wanted to turn it off."

Kathy is still making aroused noises, no longer rubbing her clitoris, but her toy is still buzzing, the brush end of her toothbrush twitching, when her pussy contracts. Her aroused chuckles continue. She makes no move to pull it out and find the switch. After a few moments, Laura raises her head with a surprised expression, seeing Kathy's toothbrush still twitching, and asks: 

"Haven't you yet?"

"That's what happen the first time," Jane remarks: "Just didn't want to turn it off."

"Hmm?! And came again?"

"Um-hmm."

Kathy nods with a grin at the ceiling, but then does pull it out and turns it off. She gives a satisfied sounding moan and murmurs: 

"Could have again; just feels so good. But if you don't want to ..."

Laura pulls her toy out and sits up. While the others sit up, she reaches down and pulls up the towel to dry her thighs and pussy. With a smirk, she says: 

"Didn't say that. Hm-hmm! Just thought it fair to let Jane use her own toothbrush."

Jane nods with a grin and asks: 

"Was it as good as you hoped?"

"Was it! Wow!"

She holds it up and turns it on again, all of them watching the cork twist back and forth. She turns it off and snickers, remarking:

"Almost too good. Well, it can't be too good, but no cock can do that. Hm-hmm! When my pussy started to contract, it held the cork still for a moment, but it was still vibrating, and then twisting again. Hm-hm-hmm! Kind of perfect, automatically being more arousing again."

They all snicker with grins. Jane reaches down and finds the end of the rubber, leaning back a little to pull out Laura's cellphone. The others watch, chuckling as they see her pussy juice drip off the rubber. She then also chuckles, wiping it on her towel, then remarking: 

"Oh, it was good too, better than the other end of my toothbrush. Funny; after the first couple of times, my thumb just automatically restarted it, like it did when I wanted to turn it off."

They all chuckled again. Jane glances over at Kathy and remarks: 

"You'll like it too."

"Hmm? We're going to do it again?"

"If I can use your toothbrush, ..."

"And I can use yours, ..." Laura adds."

Kathy wobbles her head with a wry expression and remarks: 

"I guess so. Of course. ... Oh, this is really something! We're really going to do it again?"

The others nod. Jane responds to her previously shyer roommate: 

"I also wasn't expecting how this would be."

"I wasn't either," Laura agrees, adding: 

"Don't really know what I was expecting; hadn't much thought about, just the idea of the cork and the champagne."

Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"We sure didn't waste time drinking it." 

"And I have to go again," Jane adds. 

At her suggestion, they all do. Kathy asks: 

"If we're going to again, shouldn't we wash them?" holding up her toothbrush.

"Should have suggested that before," Laura agrees.

They troop into the bathroom, taking turns using the toilet and washing their toys. When Laura hands hers to Jane, she nods with a grin, swinging the rubber with Laura's cellphone, and hands it to Kathy. She snorts as she takes it, handing her toothbrush to Jane, as she also swings the dangling rubber, remarking softly: 

"Never held one; of course, we used one."

The others nod with understanding smiles, and they return to their places on the beds. Kathy looks at Laura's cellphone, holding three fingers next to it, and murmurs: 

"Hope it fits. Like I said before, only with two fingers till now."

Laura holds up three fingers in a triangle and remarks: 

"Smaller than any cock; it will."

Kathy snorts with a wry smile, and then two toothbrushes begin to buzz. Suddenly, Laura turns off Kathy's and remarks: 

"Oh, I brought the converter. Plugs into the the base of it. Don't want it to die on you - in you."

She reaches to take it from Kathy and rummages in her bag. The others snort, as they watch her squeeze her cellphone down the rubber to insert the plug. Jane remarks: 

"Extension cord," and turns off her toothbrush and gets up, finding the cord to that connects one of their desk lamps. Laura connects it to the converter. Jane sits back down and remarks: 

"Oh, you need mine too." 

Before she hands it to Kathy, she clicks twice. A moment later the phone begins to vibrate. Laura snickers, holding the rubber up and letting it vibrate down in the rubber, then remarking: 

"If it fits in the rubber, it'll fit in your pussy."

Kathy smiles wryly at explanation, but nods. Jane stops the call and hands her her cellphone. Laura hands her the rubber, now with the cord to the converter hanging from it. Kathy shakes it with another wry smile and finds the button to turn it on, snorting when it begins to vibrate. 

Laura and Jane turn on the toothbrushes, and then they are all holding their new toys between their thighs, smirking as they watch each other, their hums in tune with the buzzing of the toothbrushes. 

Kathy holds Jane's cellphone in her palm with her thumb and experiments with that hand to put one and then two fingers in her pussy, while her other hand holds the vibrating phone on her clitoris. She hums with a grin. Then she frowns, having to hold Jane's phone with her fingers to click and double click to start a new call, smirking with nod, as Laura's phone begins to vibrate on her clitoris again. 

Her fingers return to her pussy; two fingers in it, a third one then also slipping in. She snorts with a grin, not looking at the others, but they are watching her and also snort, nodding. She hums again and tilts her new toy down to her opening, dropping back on the bed. She has to click and double click again. Then with a moan, she begins to push the vibrating toy into her pussy, with a pulsing moan, as it disappears from Laura's and Jane's view. 

They moan in empathy, not just in empathy; their toys have been buzzing on their pussies. A moment later, they are also lying back, and their vibrating toys are slipping into their pussies, eliciting their own pulsing moans. Immediately, they begin also to arouse themselves with their fingers.

The click and double click to keep the cellphone in Kathy's pussy vibrating are a recurring accompaniment to their aroused moans, giving Kathy's a new impulse each time. Soon, her moans shift to the sound of her aroused laughing. The others chuckle at hearing her, then their moans also come more aroused.




Their First Toys Ch. 02



With twitching hips and quivering thighs, they all come again, gasping as their bodies convulse, their heads and shoulders jerking up. Their busy fingers stop. Jane gasps and exclaims softly: 

"Oh my gosh! ... Uhnnn! ... Again!" as her body spasms.

It jerks again, before she can pull her toothbrush with its so arousing cork out of her pussy and turn it off. She moans with a long sigh, her pussy still pulsing. 

Laura and Kathy are both still almost laughing, letting their toys continue to vibrate. Kathy quickly restarts a call to the cellphone in her pussy, just chuckling as it continues to vibrate.  Laura also chuckles, the twitching her hips accentuating the movement of Kathy's toothbrush when her pussy contracts. 

Laura's fingers slide down to the small stem of Kathy's toothbrush and explore. She snorts and murmurs: 

"All wet. Oh, sorry, I think I came all over your toothbrush."

"Hmm! Well, if was that good for you again," Kathy replies.

Laura's fingers begin to fuck the toothbrush in her pussy. She gives a warm, chuckling moan and murmurs: 

"If it doesn't want to stop ..."

"You're going to again?" Jane asks.  

Kathy's thumb clicks and double clicks Jane's cellphone again. She nods with an "um-hmm, and her fingers begin to rub again. 

Jane shakes her head in disbelief and sits up, and shakes her head again with wide eyes, looking at Laura's spread thighs, now with both her hands between them: one fucking Kathy's toothbrush in and out her pussy, three fingers of the other one rubbing quickly back and forth on her clitoris. She glances over at Kathy and sees that she uses only one finger, which it is moving just as fast. She moans softly in empathy with her hearing their aroused moans, and her hand finds her own pussy again. Her cellphone in Kathy's hand clicks and double clicks again. 

That happens a couple of times more; Laura's and Kathy's moans becoming more aroused again, shifting from delight to desperate sounding desire. Jane does not have another orgasm, but the others do - with the now familiar sounds they make - their bodies spasming. When Laura exclaims: "Again!" Jane sees her pussy squirt - yes, all over Kathy's toothbrush. Jane starts in surprise. A single click of her cellphone makes her look over at Kathy's pussy, seeing the end of the rubber with the charger cord twitch slightly, as Kathy's stomach tightens with an aftershock of her orgasm. 

Laura pulls Kathy's toothbrush out and turns it off. For several moments, only the sound of relieved, satisfied sighs is heard. Jane snorts with a wry smile. The movement of Kathy's hand catches her eyes, and she watches her fingers find the end of the rubber. Kathy snorts as she pulls it out, it dripping, as the cellphone in it drops down. Kathy snorts again and murmurs: 

"Didn't know I could be that wet."

Jane nods with a grin. Laura remarks: 

"I sure was - again. Sorry about your toothbrush."

Both of them then also sit up, glancing at Jane and then at each other with wry smiles. Jane remarks:

"Must have been good again."

"You didn't want to?" Laura asks.

"Hmm! Maybe, but it was fun watching you. ... And I didn't want to run mine down, if Kathy wants to try it."

"Again?!" Kathy asks in surprise, adding: "I've never come so good, or three times running."

Laura snorts and remarks: 

"We can; boys can't."

"You would, again?" Kathy asks.

"Maybe. I could."

"Hmm?! Insatiable."

"If Jane wants to. Hm-hmm! Wants to know how good your toothbrush is."

"Couldn't be better than mine with Laura's cork," Jane replies. 

She holds it up and turns it on, with a grin. She turns it off, offering to Kathy, then smirks and adds: "If she says yours is so good."

"Oh shit! You both really want to?! This is too much!"

Laura nods understandingly and replies: 

"We don't have to. They're both yours; can try them later, and I know how mine is, not as good as yours."

"But still good," Kathy murmurs. Jane nods. 

"Hm-hmm! Maybe I should also get an electric toothbrush," Laura suggests with a grin. The others snicker. 

They are silent for a moment. Then Laura suggests tentatively: 

"Next week, again?"

Kathy and Jane glance at each other, snorting as they both nod. Then Kathy frowns and says: 

"I probably can't next weekend."

"Oh, I probably can't either," Laura agrees with a nod.

Jane chuckles and replies: 

"Then tomorrow? I'll buy the champagne."

"Two corks," Laura remarks with grin, nodding.

"I will too, also a bottle" Kathy agrees, adding: 

"We could use a little pause, in between."

Jane looks surprised at her roommate's so active agreement, but smiles with a nod, remarking: 

"You're right."

"Um-hmm!" Laura agrees emphatically with a grin.

Kathy looks a little surprised at the response to her suggestion, but nods and returns Laura's grin, replying: 

"I guess so. Hmm! Didn't know I was like this."

Laura nods understandingly again and murmurs: 

"Not any different than we are, just didn't go to a Catholic girls' school."

"Hmm? I guess so, something like that. Hm-hmm! Then tomorrow, with two bottles of bubbly?"

Jane and Laura glance at each other with nods, smirking slightly, and then nod to Kathy with smiles. She also nods, with a slightly wry smile. Laura holds up Kathy's toothbrush and says: 

"I'll wash it for you. Sorry about that."

And your cellphone and rubber."

They all snicker and get up and go to the bathroom, snickering again, as both of them and then also Jane crowd together at the washbasin to wash their three toys, shoulders to shoulders, six hands trying to get under spigot. When they're drying them and their toys, Laura suggests: 

"I'd better go again," and does. 

"Better wash that, too," Jane remarks and hands her her wet washcloth.

She and Laura then also do the same, all of them smirking as they watch each other wash her pussy.   When they return to the room, as Laura finds her clothes, she remarks: 

"You two don't have to get dressed."

They both nod with a snort and watch her put on her clothes. When she is about to leave, Kathy says: 

"And thank you for the champagne."

"Not just the champagne," Jane adds. 

They all smirk. Laura replies: 

"And also thanks 'not just for the champagne'." 

They all almost giggle, Jane's and Kathy's nipples popping out. Laura remarks: 

"Mine feel like that, too. Till tomorrow."

They nod, and Laura disappears. Kathy and Jane look at each other with wry smiles, looking up and down at each other's naked body, and still erect nipples. Kathy snorts, shaking her head, and remarks: 

"So much for my Catholic girls' school upbringing."

"Hope you don't mind."

"Hmm? Maybe I should, but I don't, just a little - no, more than a little - surprised."

"Me too, about myself, not about you, well, a little about that, too."

"You should be, if I am."

"If you don't mind. I like you better this way."

"Hmm? Me too. ... You too."

They smile, their nipples popping out again. Kathy says that Jane can use the brush of her toothbrush on her electric base, and they brush their teeth, standing as close together at the washbasin as they had with Laura. When they both have used it, Jane snorts and says: 

"No, I am not going to try it tonight."

"Hmm? I was wondering. I'm not going to, either."

They chuckle, again with aroused nipples, and turn off the lights and go to bed, naked. They both chuckle. Jane remarks: 

"If we have been all evening."

"Um-hmm, why not?"

"Feels good."

"Um-hmm. Good night."

"Good night."



Their First Toys Ch. 03



In the morning, Kathy and Jane smirk at each other as they get up, that they are naked, that their nipples pop out again. During the day, they go to buy champagne, agreeing that Jane looks older, old enough not to have trouble at the store. She doesn't, coming out of the store with grin. Kathy immediately pays for her bottle. Snickering, they agree to buy ice, and Kathy pays for a bag at filling station. Snickering again, they return to their room and put the ice on the bottles in their washbasin. Snickering even more, Jane puts her toothbrush with the cork in the rubber on its charger, and Kathy puts fresh batteries in hers.

They spend the rest of the day trying to study, finding their easiest assignments, reading something for their English course. In the dining hall for dinner, they look for Laura, but don't see her. On the way back to their room, Kathy remarks - a little to Jane's surprise: 

"She won't have forgotten?"

"It was her idea, tonight. You know, since you both can't next weekend."

"Um-hmm."

"Hm-hmm! You haven't either, ... about my toothbrush."

"Or you, about mine."

"No!"

They smirk at each other. Jane chuckles and adds: 

"And we have them, anyway, ... even without her."

They smirk again. Back in their room, they snort and look at their watches, but before they can sit down, there is a knock on their door. They both spring up, and one of them opens it. Laura grins and says: 

"I tried to catch up with you. Get the champagne?"

They nod with grins, one adding that they had also gotten ice. 

"And I got a toothbrush like Kathy's," Laura replies, reaching in a bag from a drugstore.

They all chuckle. Jane snickers and says: 

"Can use either end with a cork."

"Or you have to decide which end, with Kathy's, when we have the second cork."

They snicker. Laura reaches in the bag again and says: 

"I brought my phone, too, in case I couldn't find a toothbrush. Hm-hmm! Did you do it again, after I left."

Kathy and Jane nod slightly. Kathy says that she will get the champagne. As she turns towards the bathroom, Jane snorts and asks Laura: 

"Did you?"

Kathy stops and turns back to look at Laura, who smirks with a slight nod. Kathy asks in surprised tone: "You did?!"

Laura nods again, swinging her cellphone in the rubber. Kathy snorts with a slight scowl and murmurs: 

"Just can't get enough."

"Oh, I didn't come, just let it feel good."

"Hmm!"

"Maybe I had had enough already - for sure. But lying there, recalling all we had done, ... So I got it and recalled the whole evening. It wasn't as good as your toothbrushes, but still felt good, of course. Didn't need to come again. Hm-hmm!"

Kathy shakes her head in disbelief with a wry smile. As she turns again to fetch the champagne. Laura chuckles. Kathy stops again, and Laura remarks: 

"Fell asleep, forgot to stop the call. Hm-hmm! No message after the tone on my other phone this morning, when I saw the light blinking to show there should be one."

Kathy and Jane snort with smirks. Then Jane snorts again and asks: 

"And it was still there - in your ...?"

"Um-hmm! But I didn't immediately remember when I woke up, still holding my phone. After I heard that there was nothing in my voicebox, I realized why there wasn't, but still wasn't thinking that it was still there. Hmmm! Oh, I was surprised, when I clicked the call button!"

"I bet!" Jane replies with a snicker.

Kathy shakes her head again with another snort, then remarks: 

"And then you did."

"Um-hmm, of course. What else?"

"Hmm?! Champagne," Kathy responds and turns to get it. 

This time she isn't distracted by another remark and returns with the bottle, wet from the ice, and three glasses. The others take the glasses, and she opens the bottle, managing to keep the cork from popping. She pours as carefully, refilling the glasses, after the foam subsides. When she has put down the bottle and taken her glass, Jane grins and says: 

"To Laura's new toothbrush."

"And to us," Laura responds with a grin. 

They all snort and drink and finally sit down on the beds. They glance at each other, smirking slightly, and drink again. Laura puts down her glass and inspects her toothbrush, testing that it works - with pleased grin. Then she removes the brush and asks for the cork. Kathy hands it to her, and she forces it down on the thin rod, grinning again when she turns it on and watches the cork rapidly twist back and forth. 

She turns it off, and reaches for her glass, and they all drink again. She rummages in her bag and finds a rubber, tearing open the foil, chuckling as she rolls it down over the cork and handle. She turns it on again, snickering as she looks at it. She turns it off and looks up at the others with a grin and remarks: 

"Well, I'm ready; get yours."

Kathy snorts with wry expression. Jane nods with a grin and gets up to fetch their toothbrushes. Laura immediately starts to get undressed. When Jane returns, she snickers and begins to unbutton her blouse. Kathy then gathers up the hem of her polo shirt, nodding with a snort. Before they take off their panties, she asks if they shouldn't finish the champagne before it goes flat. The others agree, snickering, and they all empty their glasses. She refills them, and they all drink again, giggling, and strip off their panties. They empty their glasses, giggling as they set them down and pick up their toys. As Kathy takes Jane's toothbrush brush with the cork, she shakes her head slightly and remarks: 

"We're really going to do this again."

"I sure am," Laura replies.

The buzz of three electric toothbrushes starts. With smirks, they watch each other hold them to their pussies, moaning with chuckles for a few moments. Then they are only watching their own, buzzing and vibrating on their clitoris. 

When Laura gives a more aroused moan, Jane and Kathy glance up to see the cork disappear in her pussy and both moan in empathy. Jane then turns the handle of Kathy's toothbrush down into her pussy and responds with a pulsing "Ooh-ooh-ooh ...!"

Finally, Kathy draws the vibrating handle of Jane's toothbrush brush up and lets the cork twitch on her clitoris. She gasps, and then turns the handle down, and the cork disappears in her pussy. She also gives a pulsing "Oooh!" 

If the others had been watching, they would have seen her fucking it deeper in her pussy, but they weren't, fucking themselves with their own toys. For a few minutes,their aroused moans sound like a trio with alternating leading voices.  Suddenly, Laura gasps and exclaims: 

"Oh shit! I forgot my towel!"

She isn't the only one whose orgasm could have needed a towel. Jane gives a louder, quivering moan, and then Kathy's moans shift to uncontrolled laughter. Jane, next to her on the bed, can't see, but Laura, across from her, glances up and sees a squirt of Kathy's pussy juice spurt over the hand holding Jane's toothbrush and under the fingers that are rubbing as fast as they can on her clitoris.

Kathy gasps and laughs, as Laura sees another spurt shoot out. She moans with an empathetic chuckle and remarks: 

"You can too."

"Hm-hm-hm-hmm! Uhnn!! I guess so!"

Laura sees more pussy juice flush out. Kathy's fingers squeeze her pussy lips together, and with a gasp she jerks the cork out. It continues to twitch, until she finds the button to turn it off. She moans, her hips twitching again. She gives another quivering moan, now just a faint echo of her laughing ones, and murmurs: 

"My God! ... I didn't think nice girls did that."

"Hmm! Just the good ones," Laura replies.

Jane nods and enjoins: 

"Why not? Join the club."

Laura nods with a strong "um-hmm!" Kathy snorts and agrees: 

"I guess so. Hmm! Just never was like that before."

"Um-hmm; we're cheating a little, with these," Laura agreed, holding up her now silent toothbrush.

"Don't you, when you ..., with a boy?

"Not often enough. Really was surprised the first time; thought I was leaking. Luckily, he had more experience and knew better. Hm-hmm! Why it happened."

Kathy giggles, Jane and Laura just chuckling. They all look at each other with wry smiles. Then Laura asks: 

"Do we want the other cork? And more champagne; don't need to do that again for a while."

The others nod with grins. As Kathy gets up, she remarks: 

"And wash these," holding up her toothbrush."

"And take a leak," Laura adds. 

They all go to the bathroom, taking turns using the toilet and washing their toys and pussies, after Kathy takes the bottle from the washbasin. When Laura gives her ass a rub, she only snorts in surprise, then holds the cold bottle against Laura's, who yelps softly with a grin and grabs the bottle, holding it to Jane's ass as they return to the room. 

This time, Kathy isn't so careful about removing the cork, foam pouring out. The others try to catch it with their glasses. When they are filled, they drink and sit down together on one bed, knees, thighs touching. Jane asks Laura if her grade school girlfriend had slept-over again. 

"Um-hmm, just once. Hm-hmm! After what she had told me before, we looked at our pussies, at each others, but didn't do anything. We might have, if we had been a little older; I certainly did a year or two later. Her family moved to another school district."

"Never saw her again?" Jane asks.

"Hmm! Just last summer, after graduation, she was working in a store. Hm-hmm!"

"Why the chuckle?"

"Hmm! You really want to know?"

Jane nods. Laura snorts again and takes a drink. The others also drink, looking at her again with expectant expressions. Laura snorts again and then after a moment murmurs: 

"Then we did. She suggested that I visit her one morning when she went to work in the afternoon."

"Did what?" Kathy asks.

"Hmm! What we didn't before."

"Oh?!"

"Um-hmm. It was her idea. We joked about that we hadn't, and she told me that her sister had later not just told her what she could do."

"Showed her?" Kathy asks.

"Um-hmm, maybe 'helped her' would be more accurate."

"Really?!"

"Um-hmm. And then when her sister knew that she had started sleeping with someone, well, then she told her what else they could do."

Jane licks her lips with smirk. Kathy only has a questioning expression. Laura takes another sip, and the others then do. Laura continues: 

"Her sister said it was real good, that she liked it, and wanted to show her."

"What?"

"Oral sex," Jane murmurs, then asking: 

"And she did, with her sister, your friend?"

"Um-hmm. She liked it - of course. Hm-hmm! Enough to do it too."

"Oh my gosh! They both did it to each other?!" Kathy exclaims softly.

"Um-hmm. I already wanted to know what it was like, but no guy had, and I didn't want to ask one to, not sure that I wanted to do it to him."

"You would do that?"

"Probably have to, if I asked him to. Now I think I probably would - will - but not back then."

"And what happened?"

"If she wanted to show me ..., and she did, I wasn't going to say no, even if she expected me then to. If she could and liked it, I figured I would, at least to find out - both ways."

"You did?!"

"She did, I did. Of course, it was good, both ways."

"You did that to her?! And liked it?!"

"Um-hmm."

Laura fondles one of her aroused nipples. Kathy's and Jane's had also popped out, and they also hold them. Jane remarks softly: 

"I've been curious about it, if it would be better than my fingers, or his."

"It is, at least the way she was doing it."

"I hope it was for her, too," Jane murmurs.

"I think so; we all know what feels good, probably better than a guy does."

"Hmm!" Kathy snorts with a nod, then asks: 

"Did you do it again?"

"A couple of times, more than twice. Why not, if we had already?"

They all drink again, emptying their glasses. Kathy picks up the bottle and refills them. Then Jane remarks: 

"And you think now that you would do to a guy."

"She said that's good too."

"Really?! All the way?" 

"She said so. Oh, it tastes funny, but I know that already, licking my fingers, so I guess it wouldn't be much different. She said he really liked it."

"All that in your mouth?!" Kathy murmurs.

"Haven't done it yet, but I guess so. Hmm! Kind of unfair to stop before he comes."

Kathy shakes her head wonderingly. She glances down at Jane's hand on her thigh, where it has been since she refilled the glasses, and then notices that Laura's hand is on Jane's thigh. Kathy's nipples pop out again, and she rubs her forearm over them. 

"What about the cork?" Laura asks. 

Kathy finds it, rummaging between hers and Laura's thighs. Jane finds Kathy's toothbrush and pulls off the brush. Before she can push the cork on the metal pin, Laura snorts and says: 

"If you can hold the pin, the handle must twist."

Jane does, but when she turns it on, she says "Ouch!" and lets go of the rapidly twitching pin. 

"Need something better to hold it," Laura remarks.

"I've got a pair of pliers somewhere," Kathy replies, adding: 

"Dad said I should have them and a screwdriver."

"A screwdriver? A big one?" Laura asks with a grin, rubbing her palms together as though she were twisting the shaft of a screwdriver.

"Just a small one," Kathy replies, handing her glass to her as she gets up.

It takes her a minute to find the pliers, a small pair with plastic grips. She returns to the bed and takes both hers and Laura's glass, giving her the pliers. She reaches for the toothbrush and then holds the pin with pliers and turns it on. They all watch the handle twist back and forth, much more slowly than the pin had. Laura grins and asks: 

"Who wants to try it, besides me. I'll hold it for you."

"It's Kathy's," Jane remarks.

"You want me to? I'll hold it for you, Laura."

"If you insist. This is really cheating."

She turns it off and takes her glass before handing it to Kathy with a grin. Jane looks a little surprised at Kathy's offer, who now also looks a little surprised and murmurs: 

"It was your idea. Hmm? I'd better finish my champagne first, before I do this."

"Um-hmm," the others agree and empty their glasses with her. Kathy burps with slightly silly grin, then remarking: 

"Guess I'll have to get on the floor."

As she moves off the bed, Laura rubs Jane's thigh and suggests: 

"Let me sit between your legs."

Jane hesitates a moment and then nods with a grin and moves to let her. Laura smiles and settles between her thighs, holding them to her hips, while Kathy kneels between her thighs. She adjusts the pin in the jaws of the pliers and then glances up at Laura, murmuring: 

"I must be drunk - doing this."

"Not more than I am."

"Than we are," Jane agrees, grinning down past Laura's head. 

Her hands rest on her shoulders. Laura leans back against her breasts. When she moves her back on them, they both chuckle. Kathy snorts and turns on her toothbrush. The handle begins to twitch. They all stare at it, and Kathy points it down at Laura pussy. She snorts and reaches for it, saying: 

"Let me have it, to start."

When she grasps it, it slips from the pliers, just buzzing, as the pin twitches must faster. She chuckles and holds it to her pussy, then humming with a grin. Kathy doesn't see it; she is staring at Laura's pussy - her shaven pussy - watching her move the handle of the toothbrush on it. She moans softly, as she sees Laura's other hand slide down and spread her pussy lips to let it buzz between them. When Laura moans, Kathy's other hand slides down and finds her own pussy. 

For several moments, they are both arousing themselves. Then Laura turns the toothbrush down to insert it in her pussy. Kathy moans before Laura does, as she watches it disappear, but Laura's moan sounds even more aroused, then a snickering moan. Jane also moans, clutching her thighs to Laura's hips.

Laura moans again and turns off the toothbrush, demanding softly: 

"Now."

She wiggles it once in her pussy and holds it still for Kathy to grasp it with the pliers. She does with a nod,  Laura nods and guides it deeper in her pussy, then her finger finds the switch. She gasps, as the handle begins to twitch back and forth, and then gives an aroused, chuckling moan. Kathy and Jane also moan, louder than before, watching her slowly push it even deeper, her chuckling moan continuing. 

Kathy is staring at Laura's swollen clitoris, until Laura's fingers hide it from her view. As they begin to rub back and forth, her eyes drop down to watch the twisting handle of her toothbrush, now only seeing the bit of it past the switch. Laura is moaning unrestrainedly, her thighs quivering. Jane's clutch her hips again. Laura's other hand slides up across her stomach and finds her stiff nipple. Then it reaches up and pulls Jane's hand down on her breast.

Kathy notices the movement and glances up, seeing Jane's fingers clasping Laura's breast, and then that her other hand slides down without encouragement, both her hands arousing Laura's nipples. Kathy's hand leaves her pussy and slides up and grasps her own breast, finding her aroused, stiff nipple. 

For a few moments, they all just moan, exchanging glances. Then Laura murmurs: 

"Fuck me with it."

Kathy looks back down and slowly draws it out, eliciting a better moan from Laura, and another one, as she pushes it back in. When she does it again, Laura's moan includes an encouraging "um-hmm!" and Kathy continues to fuck her slowly. Jane's fingers are doing everything they can to arouse Laura's nipples, her thighs twitching against her hips.  Kathy's quiver, and her hand returns to her pussy. For a moment or two, the movement of that arm is greater than the one fucking Laura, but then she insists: 

"Faster!"

Kathy does, and Laura's thighs begin to flap, as her fingers move as fast as they can on her clitoris. Her moans become even more aroused, and then her thighs clap together, as she groans, and her shoulders jerk up, and Kathy's hand is covered with her pussy juice. Her thighs flop open and then clap together again, clutching her fingers, and her pussy juice spurts again, as her body convulses again. 

Kathy and Jane moan in empathy. Kathy stops fucking Laura, but her toothbrush is still twisting back and forth in her pussy. Another spasm shakes her body. Then she demands softly: 

"Stop it!" and opens her thighs.

When Kathy moves to do so, the pliers slip off the pin, which immediately begins to twist much faster than the handle had been, now just vibrating in Laura's pussy. She snorts and mutters: 

"Well, a little better. Hm-hmm! But enough; stop it."

Kathy looks at what she can see of her toothbrush, the twitching pin and only a little of the handle, seeing it move from the contractions in Laura's pussy. She hesitates, seeing that she is going to have to touch Laura's pussy to grasp it. She does. Laura chuckles, and Kathy pulls it out of her pussy with a wet noise and turns it off. Laura gives a long, deep sigh and relaxes, leaning back on Jane, who still has her hands on her breasts and squeezes them. Laura nods and reaches up, holding Jane's hands, and murmurs: 

"Um-hmm, thank you; that was good too."

"Um-hmm, I almost came myself."

"Um-hmm. It was almost too good. ... Just 'almost'."

Her hands press Jane's on her breasts, and Jane squeezes them again. They both chuckle softly. Kathy is looking at Laura's open pussy lips, at her still very wet pussy. She looks up quickly, when Laura asks Jane: 

"Want me to do it to you?"

"Hmm?! Don't know if I could stand it."

"Only one way to find out. ... You can."

Laura looks at Kathy and adds: 

Oh, or you, Kathy; it's your toothbrush."

"No, thanks. Let her. I'll just watch."

"Or hold her, like she did me."

Jane grins at Kathy with nod. She snorts, wrinkling her nose, and asks:




Their First Toys Ch. 03



" You really want to, ... want me to?"

"Please; I do," Jane replies, then snorting and adding: 

"Like this, too," and she jostles Laura's breasts.

Kathy gasps slightly, then asks: 

"Really?! Like that?!"

"Why not, if Jane did," Laura replies, then chuckles and adds: 

"Good, like having three hands."

Jane also chuckles with a nod and squeezes her breasts again, rubbing her nipples, and agrees: 

"And nice to hold, to play with."

Her hands jiggle Laura's cheerleader-quality breasts and rubs her thumbs over her nipples. Laura responds with a nod and a soft chuckle. Kathy still looks undecided, but then murmurs: 

"If you both want to, ... to do that, and want me to."

The others nod with smiles, and Laura sits up, holding out her hands for the toothbrush and pliers. Kathy gives them to her and stands up. Laura just drops down on her knees, turning to face the bed, while Jane moves her hips forward. Kathy snorts and then shrugs, hesitating a moment. Then she puts her knee on the bed and creeps around behind Jane, who encourages her with an "um-hmm" and puts her hands on her thighs, drawing them closer around her, and opening her thighs, increasing their contact.

Laura nods with a smile and then gets the pin in the jaws of the pliers. Kathy's hands find Jane's shoulders, as she murmurs: 

"We're really going to do this?"

Jane nods, leaning back and touching her aroused nipples with her back. Laura looks at Jane's pussy and remarks: 

"You must have been aroused, already moist."

"Um-hmm, it felt like it."

Laura grips the pin of the toothbrush with the pliers and turns it on, smirking as she lets the handle twist in her hand. Then she turns it off and looks up at Jane, remarking: 

"Oh, you want to start first, ... or I can."

She loosens the pliers' grip and turns it on again, the handle now just vibrating and buzzing in her hand. She turns it off again and looks back up. Jane snorts with a slightly wry smile and replies: 

"Oh? ... I don't know? ... If you want to."

"Sure, if you want."

Laura looks down at her pussy and then snickers. She looks back up with a smirk, licking her lips. When she licks them again, both Jane and Kathy start and both say: 

"Like that?!"

Laura nods and replies: 

"Why not? You said you were curious; I like to do it."

"You really want to?!" Kathy blurts out.

"If she wants me to, ... will let me."

Jane shrugs with snort and remarks: 

"Yeah, I am curious: If you want to; better than waiting till someone else might."

Laura smiles with a nod, licking her lips again, putting the toothbrush and pliers on the bed. Kathy murmurs: 

"You really do! We must be drunk."

The others nod, chuckling as they exchange smiles.  Laura puts her hands on Jane's knees, spreading them and sliding her hands to inside of her thighs. When she urges them up, over Kathy's, hers twitch, squeezing Jane's hips. Jane nods and holds them closer. Kathy snorts, shaking her head wonderingly. Laura's hands slid a little up the inside of Jane's thighs. When she scratches lightly with her fingernails, Jane's thighs twitch, and she chuckles softly, and again, when she sees Laura lick her lips again. 

"We are going to do it!" Kathy murmurs. 

"Um-hmmm!" Laura replies as she lowers her face, adding "and hold them for her."

Kathy's hands slip down off Jane's shoulders and over her breasts. Jane nods with an "um-hmm."

They watch Laura's tongue lick the inside of Jane's thigh, and all four thighs twitch slightly. She licks closer to her pussy. Jane responds with a soft "Ooh-hoo-hoo!" Then the tongue does the same on her other thigh, even more tantalizingly. 

Kathy's hands involuntarily squeeze Jane's breasts. When she sees Laura's tongue finally find Jane's pussy, her moan is almost as aroused as Jane's. Her fingers clutch her breasts, and her thumbs unconsciously rub over her erect nipples, and her thighs twitch under Jane's, whose fingers grasp them, as she moans again. 

She continues to moan, and Laura also does. Jane's aroused nipples seem to make Kathy's fingers want to arouse them more. When they squeeze and twist them, Jane interrupts her moans to murmur: "good, too." Kathy snorts, as though she were only then aware what her hands were doing, but with a chuckle continues, even more intensely. 

Then Laura pushes Jane's thighs up in the air, rocking her hips up, and her tongue laps down and up the length of her pussy. When it laps down again and probes in Jane's opening, she responds with a pulsing moan, her thighs twitching. Kathy gasps and moans, as her thighs tighten on Jane's ass, and her fingers extend and clutch her breasts, pressing her body tight against her own. 

They both are hardly looking at Laura, now with half closed eyes. Jane's twitching thighs make Kathy's twitch. Laura's tongue is everywhere on Jane's pussy, as they exchange more aroused moans, her mouth pressed to it. With an even louder moan, Jane slumps back against Kathy, who leans back against the wall, holding her to her, her fingers again squeezing and rolling her nipples, pulling on them. Jane nods, as she continues to moan. 

After several more, now pulsing moans, she loses all control; her hips twitch up and down, as her legs quiver against Laura's grasp, and then her body begins to jerk, restrained by Kathy's hands, who also moans in empathy; it is so obvious that Jane is having an orgasm, a very wet one from the sounds that Laura's tongue are making, who is also moaning: delighted, almost chuckling moans. 

When Jane's shoulders jerk up again, Kathy hugs her to her, the wet sounds telling that Laura is still coming, with gasps and more pulsing moans. 

Then Jane slumps back on Kathy, gasping and sighing. Her body spasms again, and Laura raises her head and lets Jane's thighs drop down, spread on Kathy's, then drawing together, her feet dropping to the floor. Jane gasps and sighs with softer moans. Kathy is also breathing heavily, still holding Jane's breasts. Jane rubs Kathy's thighs and then reaches up and holds her hands on hers, just nodding. 

"Mmmm! That was good," Laura says softly.

The others raise their heads and open their eyes, seeing Laura wiping her wet face. Jane starts and exclaims softly: 

"Oh God! I came all over you!"

"Um-hmm, like I wanted you to."

"Hmm? If you did? Hmm? That wasn't just starting, ... but so good! You really wanted me to? Liked it?"

"Um-hmm. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have."

Kathy exclaims, also softly: 

"You really like it?! All over your face, ... tasting it?!"

"I guess so. It's just so good to know that it's being so good for her."

"It sure was," Jane remarks, and starts to sit up. 

When her knees rise, Laura holds them down to help her. They smile at each other. Jane murmurs: 

"I'm sure glad you liked it; I did. Thanks for showing me."

"My pleasure. ... Ooh! I'd better get up; give me a hand, before I get a cramp in my legs."

Jane does, and then Laura draws her up off the bed, both standing so close that their breasts almost touch. They chuckle and let them, rocking their shoulders to brush their nipples on each other, not quite nipples on nipples. Kathy snorts, shaking her head again, and remarks: 

"Go ahead and hug, if you can do that together."

With chuckles, Jane and Laura do, with their arms around each other, pressing their hips together. Kathy reaches down and feels her pussy and remarks: 

"I went all wet, like Jane did."

Laura and Jane separate, turning to Kathy, but with an arm still around the other's waist. Laura smirks and asks: 

"Want me to do it to you, too?"

"Or me?" Jane adds. 

"You would?! Want to do it too?!"

"Hmm? I guess so; I said it. Hmm? Maybe before I realized what I was saying, but I did. If she can and likes it, I guess I meant it."

"This is too much! Your really would?"

"If you want me to, ... maybe not as good as Laura did."

"Hmm! ... Hmm! ... I was a little afraid of having my toothbrush going wild in my ... pussy."

"So let one of us do it," Laura replies.

Jane nods. Kathy looks nonplussed, snorting, and then shrugging. After a moment, she says: 

"If Laura does, one of us should do it to her, ... to be fair."

"Or one of us should, anyway, ... to be fair."

"Don't worry about being fair;" Laura remarks: "I used your toothbrush. ... Let her do it."

Jane nods again, more vigorously, licking her lips. 

"You really want to, jane, like that?!" Kathy asks.

"Um-hmm, now I'm sure I do."

Laura rubs Jane's waist and reaches across and fondles one of her breasts, murmuring: 

"Good girl, you'll like it."

"Hmm! If you do."

Kathy's thighs twitch together and her nipples pop out. She snorts with sheepish grin and rubs her forearm over them, then murmurs: 

"I guess so. Why not, if you want to."

Jane smiles with a nod, licking her lips again.  

"I'll hold you," Laura says with a last fondle of Jane's breast and begins to get on the bed. 

Kathy snorts again and moves forward to let her get behind her. Laura spreads her thighs and moves as close behind Kathy's hips as she can and immediately holds her breasts, drawing her closer and rubbing her nipples on her back. Kathy giggles nervously, remarking: 

"Oh, this is going to be something!"

"Um-hmm," Laura agrees, fondling her nipples.

Kathy chuckles softly. Jane has dropped to her knees, and now her hands rest on Kathy's. They twitch, as though they don't know whether to close and protect her pussy, or to spread and offer it. They spread. Jane's hands slide up a couple of inches, her thumbs rubbing slightly. She is staring at Kathy's pussy with its sparse hair, her skin visible through it, just a few hairs down beside her pussy lips, which are just a little open. Kathy's spread thighs twitch again, and Jane's thumbs rub again. Laura rubs her thumbs over Kathy's nipples and then murmurs to Jane: 

"You know what to do, ... like I did."

Jane nods without glancing up and then lowers her face. In anticipation, Kathy's thighs twitch again, twitching a little wider apart.  They twitch again, when Jane's tongue licks in the hollow below the tendon. Kathy responds with a soft, chuckling moan. When Jane's tongue shifts to the hollow on her other thigh, Kathy just encourages her with an "um-hmm!"

Jane is more tentative than Laura had been about beginning to lick her pussy. The tip of her tongue touches Kathy's lips, who responds with a sharp "uhnn!" It slides up and down a little, before the tip of it slips between them. "Uhn!" Kathy responds, as it explores. Then it slides up to her clitoris. Kathy's thighs twitch involuntarily as she gives a louder, pulsing moan. Laura's thighs also twitch, and Kathy grasps them near her knees. Jane's tongue becomes more inquisitive, playing with the hood of Kathy's clitoris. Her thighs twitch sharply together and then flop even wider apart, as she murmurs: "Oh yes!" 

Jane nods with an "uhn-hnn!" and then her tongue is eagerly exploring, playing with Kathy's inner lips, encouraged by Kathy's moans. Laura is more chuckling than moaning, while her fingers do everything they can to arouse Kathy's nipples. When she pinches and pulls them, Kathy responds with a sharp "oooh!" but nods. A few aroused moans later, she raises her spread thighs. Jane's hands follow, supporting them, pushing them higher, as she nods with another "uhn-hnn." 

Then her mouth and tongue are all over Kathy's pussy: licking and sucking the hairs on her outer lips and around them, where they swell out from her thighs; and then between them, the tip of her tongue finding her opening with a wet noise. She chuckles, and her tongue probes in it as far as it can, eliciting a louder moan, and a couple more, as it continues to probe in and out. Laura also moans, her thighs twitching with Kathy's. Jane's tongue explores below her wet opening and then sweeps back up to her clitoris. 

"Um-hmmm!!" Kathy responds and gasps.

"Make her come!" Laura mutters.

She clutches Kathy's breasts and holds her body tightly to hers, flattening her breasts against her back and drawing them both back, resting her head and shoulders on the wall. "Uhn-hnn" Kathy agrees, giving another pulsing moan in response to what Jane is doing.

With many more gasps and moans - whimpering moans - she comes, almost sounding as though she were laughing, as her body convulses, her shoulders trying to jerk up in Laura's clasp. Finally, she stills, just gasping and sighing with milder moans. Jane's tongue laps up from below her opening a couple of times, as she chuckles. She raises her head and lowers Kathy's thighs, who relaxes completely, just taking deep breaths and sighing. Laura's hands are just loosely resting on Kathy's breasts. 

Jane licks her lips, smiling to herself with a slight nod and murmuring: 

"I did like it."

Laura nods with a smile. Without raising her head, Kathy murmurs: 

"Not as much as I did. Hmm? Thanks for talking me into."

She draws a hand up and pats one of Laura's. She slips it from under Kathy's and holds Kathy's to her breast, squeezing her fingers to hold it, as those of her other hand squeeze Kathy's other breast.

Kathy chuckles with a nod and murmurs: 

"Both of you, of course."

Jane rises off her haunches and slides her hands up Kathy's thighs, supporting herself on her hipbones as she stands up. She looks down at them and murmurs: 

"Looks like you don't want to get up."

"Almost; I could go to sleep like this," Kathy replies. Laura nods, gently squeezing Kathy's breasts again. Kathy also nods. Jane hesitates a moment and then says: 

"Why don't we? Shove the beds together and all sleep here?"

Kathy nods and agrees: 

"Why not? If you want to, Laura?"

"I sure don't want to get dressed and go back to my room."

"Then let's," Jane replies.

They all nod. Jane gives Kathy a hand to help her sit up, and Laura sits up. She feels her pussy and remarks: 

"Yeah, it's arousing just to watch. 

"Your turn in the morning. Now I want to, too," Kathy replies, then adding: 

"Did I really say that?! Yes, I did! I do want to."

She gives a sheepish smile, nodding. Jane and Laura smile, also nodding, and Jane remarks: 

"That's three of us. You'll like it."

They all nod with wry grins. Kathy and Laura stand up, and they all go to the bathroom, snickering as they take turns using the toilet, only the last one flushing. They wash their pussies, taking turns using one washcloth, still snickering. The first one goes back and returns with a glass, and they all have a long drink of tap water. 

Back in the room, still exchanging snickers, they pick up their clothes and the bottles. When one takes the toothbrush and pliers off the bed, Jane remarks: 

"Who needs toys, when tongues are so good, also for the tonguer."

"Very," Laura agrees with a grin.

"It must be," Kathy enjoins, returning her grin.

They agree to try to pick up one bed, to avoid the noise of shoving it, and manage to do so. As they are sorting out the covers, Kathy suggests that they sleep across both beds, so no one has to lie on the crack. Jane suggest they also spread the covers that way. Then Laura asks: 

"Who sleeps in the middle?"

After a moment's hesitation, Jane replies: 

"You; Kathy and I always can."

Kathy looks very surprised. She looks like she is going to say something, but doesn't. Then her expression changes, and she snorts, nodding slightly. Jane smiles apologetically and murmurs: 

"Well, I just blurted that out. Hope you don't mind."

"Hmm?! I guess not, just hadn't thought that far ahead. Surprised, but if you want to?"

"Only if you do."

"Hmm! Hm-hmm! If it turns out that I like to."

Jane nods, and Laura does, neither replying, and they lie down together, chuckling again as they spread the covers across the three of them. They lie on their backs in the dark. After a few moments, Kathy remarks: 

"This will be the first time I slept with anyone, really slept."

"For me too," Jane agreed.

"And for me, at least, all night, Laura enjoins, adding: "fell asleep afterwards a couple of times, but not 'all night'."

"At least 'a first' for all of us," Kathy remarks. 

After a moment, Laura murmurs: 

"But it is nice to sleep with an arm around someone, ... or theirs around me."

"Holding your breast?" Jane asks.

"Um-hmm."

"I haven't held yours yet."

"No."

They all chuckle and roll on their sides, away from Jane, moving closer together. Jane's hand slides over Laura's side and finds her breast, and Laura's finds Kathy's. With approving hums, they get more comfortable and say goodnight, gently squeezing breasts, Kathy squeezing Laura's hand on hers and murmuring: 

"I like this."

Laura squeezes her breast again, and she and Jane agree with an "um-hmm."

When they wake up at dawn, Jane is lying on her back with Laura's hand on her breast. Kathy has also rolled over. When she wakes up, discovering Laura's back in front of her, she moves closer and slides her hand over her, finding her breast. Laura hums her acknowledgment and squeezes Jane's breast. After a moment, Jane snorts and murmurs: 

"Oh yes, with you two. Hm-hmm? Was I dreaming I was sleeping with him - or him?"

"Just with us," Laura murmurs: "Hope you don't mind."

"Hm-ummm! Better than with either of them."

"I thought so too."

"Me too," Kathy agrees, adding: "Not that I had much to go on."

"Couldn't have been better," Laura murmurs.

"It sure couldn't have, even if I never thought it could be - like this, with you two."

Jane and Laura nod. After a moment of silence, Laura murmurs: 

"I want to suck someone's breast. Curious; guys like to do it, and it feels good."

"Um-hmm, it does!" Jane agrees enthusiastically. Kathy responds: 

"Hmm? He only played with mine. Good, but not better than what I do."

"Then yours," Laura replies and rolls back.

Kathy chuckles and makes space for her to roll back towards her. They exchange smiles as Laura's hand finds her near breast, fondling her already aroused nipple. Kathy nods with hum. Laura's hand finds her other breast, and she curls her face down. At first, her tongue licks around her stiff nipple, eliciting a chuckling moan, and then she sucks on it. Kathy gives a deeper moan, and another one, when Laura's tongue begins to twitch over the stiff tip of her nipple in her mouth. 

Jane rolls over, following Laura, her hand finding her breast and squeezing her nipple. Laura hums, and Kathy does, holding Laura's hand on her other breast, but not holding its fingers still. After another couple of moans, she whispers: 

"You know what I said I wanted to do. Hm-hmm, before I forget and want you to."

"Uhn-hnn," Laura agrees, nodding, moving Kathy's nipple.  

She sucks harder and then lets it pop out of her mouth, making Kathy gasps slightly, and murmurs: 

"If you want to? I want you to."

"Me too," Jane murmurs, adding: "I mean, I want you to, too, even if I just have to watch."

"I do," Kathy murmurs, and begins to move down the adjoined beds. 

Laura rolls back and draws up her feet and bucks her way down, till her hips are at the edge of the bed. As Kathy slips from under the covers onto the floor, she murmurs: 

"I want to like this."

"You will," Jane replies. 

"And you can suck my breasts," Laura suggests.

"Um-hmm."

Laura flings and kicks back all the covers and spreads her thighs, as Kathy kneels between them. She stares at Laura's pussy, nodding and then murmuring: "I will."

She does, with less hesitation than Jane had, who had moved to suck Laura's nipple. Kathy's tongue and mouth are immediately on her pussy, foregoing licking her thighs. Laura responds with a surprised, chuckling hum, drawing up her thighs. Kathy chuckles in her throat and shows her appreciation that Laura's pussy is even more accessible, her mouth and tongue all over it. Laura moans and murmurs: 




Their First Toys Ch. 03



"You do!"

When she reaches up to grasp behind her knees, Jane has to move her head back. She looks surprised, when Laura turns her face to her and makes kissing sounds with her lips, licking them. When she continues, however, Jane shrugs with a chuckle and grin, and lowers her face over Laura's. As her hand finds Laura's breast under her arm, their tongues find each other, and both hum. 

It is apparent that Kathy has overcome all her reservations, obviously enjoying what she is doing, every bit as eager to arouse Laura, as she had Jane the night before. When she glances up and sees them French kissing, she raises her head for a moment with a chuckle and quick nod, and then her face is back on Laura's pussy. 

Soon Laura's thighs are twitching, and she is moaning and gasping, too aroused by the sensations in her pussy to continue kissing. When her orgasm shakes her body, Kathy's face is flooded by her spurt - her first spurt! When Kathy hums, and her tongue laps up her pussy juice, Laura demands: "More! Don't stop!"

Kathy returns to licking and sucking her clitoris. When Laura spurts again with a spasm, she continues, until Laura lets go of her legs, and they drop down, as she gives a pulsing groan and almost cries out: "enough!"

"Uhn-hnn," Kathy nods, and laps wetly up the length of her pussy a few times to catch the last of her third spurt. Then she raises her head with pleased grin, licking her lips, her face glistening with pussy juice. Laura is lying flat on the bed, her stomach still rising and falling with deep breaths. Jane smiles at her with nod and murmurs: 

"Good?"

"Um-hmm! Do I taste that good?"

"I thought so."

"Hm-hmm!"

Kathy wipes her face. Without raising her head, Laura remarks: 

"Real good. Hm-hmm! How did you learn to do that so quickly?"

"Watching you two."

They all chuckle. Kathy looks down at Laura's pussy and after moment asks softly: 

"May I look at it?"

"Hmm? Of course."

Kathy presses aside Laura's pussy lips and peers at it. With a snort, she lowers her head and laps up it again and murmurs: 

"Still a little more. She snorts again and exclaims softly: 

"Oh, it moved, ... again. Did you do that?"

"Um-hmm."

"Oooh! Can I do that?"

"I'm sure, just like trying to stop peeing."

"Hmm? I guess so."

"Hm-hmm! You can show me, let me see if you taste as good."

"Oh?! You want to do again, to me?!"

"Why not? ... Shouldn't have used that word; now I've got to go."

"Me too."

"And me," Jane agrees.

With snickers, they all get up and go to use the toilet, Laura first. Kathy reaches down and feels her pussy, chuckling as she remarks that she's all wet. Jane nods with smile and says: 

"We like it, doing it. It's arousing, just not as good as having it done."

"Hm-hmm! We do!"

When they return to the room, Kathy asks Laura: 

"You really want to?"

"After how good you did it, um-hmm."

"Hm-hmm!" Kathy responds with a grin.

Jane looks a little disappointed, but nods and replies: 

"If you want to."

After a moment's hesitation, Laura smiles and says: 

"If two can do it, you know, sixty-nine; three should be able to."

"All three of us?" Kathy asks.

"In a triangle, why not? Hmm! And then we'd each have done it with the other two."

"Hmm? Maybe. Don't know if I can do it so good, if I'm - if you're doing it to me."

"We did last summer, very good. Can't be much different with three."

"I want to," Jane remarks. 

That decides it. They all chuckle with grins. It takes a while for them to get organized on the bed, and then they each have their heads on a thigh and are looking at a still unaroused pussy. Jane remarks: "Good, this way, nice pillow."

The others nod on their "pillow." Laura puts her arm around Kathy's hip and slides her other hand under her waist and draws them closer. Kathy then does the same, and then Jane. Chuckling, they begin to arouse each other.

When they all have come, no one complains that it wasn't as good as the first time, and all agree that the other two taste equally good. Jane thanks Laura for her suggestion of how to include her, and they agree that it was an experiment worth repeating, all of them snickering slightly. 

They sit up, smirking and snickering as they look at each other, then agreeing that they need showers. In the bathroom, Laura remarks that she and the other girl had showered together, but they don't, since the shower stall is too small for the three of them.  While she is taking hers, Jane smirks at Kathy and remarks: 

"But we could."

"Um-hmm, why not, save water."

"Not much," Laura remarks from behind the curtain with a chuckle.

"How often do you shave?" Jane asks Laura.

"Hm-hmm! Any time I think someone will see, like Friday afternoon."

"That was nice, all smooth," Kathy remarks, then adding to Jane: "but yours was good too."

"Thanks. Yours is too, but you commented about hers first."

"Just because we were talking about it."

"Well, I won't need to next weekend," Laura remarks.

"Nor would I," Kathy agrees.

"If my hair were like yours, I probably wouldn't have thought about shaving."

"But it was more like mine," Jane suggests.

"More than yours, and it started to grow before most of the other girls in my class - embarrassing."

Kathy snorts and replies:

"And I was embarrassed because mine started so late, and then it still looked like what some had had when they were twelve or thirteen."

"Still does," Jane says with a smile: "always will make you look like a young virgin."

"Hmm! Not much of one after this weekend."

"But guys will like it, especially if they want to do what we do," Laura replies, opening the shower curtain.

Jane and Kathy both smile wryly, nodding. Jane chuckles and says: 

"Then I'd better shave mine. Been thinking about it, like I said yesterday, but I sure wasn't thinking about that."

"You weren't! I didn't really believe people liked to do it!" Kathy replies.

"But you do now," Laura remarks with a mild smile.

Kathy nods with a grin and hands her her own towel. Jane begins her shower. Kathy asks Laura: 

"You really don't think I need to shave?"

"Not for me. Oh, but, Jane, if you want to, practice a couple of times - probably won't be perfect the first time."

"Thanks," Jane replies.

Kathy watches Laura dry herself for a few moments and then asks: 

"Whose idea was the kissing?  Surprised me for a moment, but then ... if we can do that ...?"

"Hers!" Jane replies before Laura can, adding: "Surprised me too - but like you said - and it was good."

"It sure was," Laura agrees.

"Looked like it," Kathy replies with smile. 

"Um-hmm, thanks for the towel."

They wait for Jane to finish, and then Kathy takes her shower. When she closes the curtain, Jane and Laura smile at each other, both nodding towards Kathy and then at each other.

Back in the room, the three of them chuckle at the sight of the adjacent beds and discarded covers. They pick them up and return the bed to the other wall. When Laura picks up her toothbrush and the pliers, handing them to Kathy, she snorts with a grin and remarks: 

"More tongues than toys. If I want to try that again, by myself, I'll have to find a way to hold it."

"Good luck," Kathy replies with a grin.

"Or come back and let us help," Jane suggests, also with a grin.

"Or that," Kathy agrees with another grin, nodding.

"Not next weekend," Laura replies with a slight scowl.

Kathy and Jane nod. They all find their clothes, exchanging mild smirks as pussies and breasts disappear in underwear. As Laura is gathering up toothbrush and cellphone in its rubber, she swings it with a chuckle and remarks again: 

"More tongues than toys, actually, more toys - four. Hm-hmm! Maybe we can use it too - toy and tongue."

"Oooh!" Kathy responds, her thighs twitching together. Jane's also twitch, but she just nods with a grin, then remarking to Kathy: 

"You didn't try it."

"Yet!" Laura adds with a grin, adding: "Next time."

"Hmm?!" Kathy responds.

"Next time," Jane confirms.

With a high-pitched chuckle - almost a giggle - Kathy nods with grin.

They go to the dining hall for breakfast. While they eat, they exchange silent snorts and veiled smiles. When they have finished, outside the building, they snort again with broad grins. One of them scowls and says: "back to work," and the others nod. 

"Till next time," Kathy remarks. 

Laura and Jane seem a little surprised for an instant, but both immediately agree: "Till next time."

They all grin, and Laura departs. Jane and Kathy return to their room. On the way, when their hands brush, for a moment they lock little fingers.

Back in their room, they agree to go to the library to study and spend most of the day behind their books. When it closes, they go to dinner, sitting with classmates and talking. When the conversation turns to what people had done Saturday night, they wait for others to talk, showing their interest, but then one of the girls says: 

"You're roommates, aren't you? What did you both do?"

They both blush. Jane quickly smirks and replies: 

"We're blushing because we drank two bottles of bubbly - not alone, with a girlfriend from home, whom I hadn't known was also coming here."

"Two bottles?!"

"Yeah, a misunderstanding, I didn't know that she had also gotten one."

Kathy looks less embarrassed. The others chuckle. One of them replies: 

"Probably better than a bad date."

Kathy nods and says: 

"Certainly wouldn't want to do that with a guy."

"And not in our room!" Jane remarks jocularly, then adding: 

"Nice, catching up on how we had spent the summer, ... and, well, getting a little tipsy."

"I guess so," another girl remarked. 

The others nod, and the conversation turns to course work, instructors, professors. As Jane and Kathy return to their room, Kathy murmurs:

"Thanks. That was good - about the two bottles."

"Um-hmm. We knew they would eventually ask."

"But I was just waiting for it; you had thought how to reply."

"Good thing it was two bottles, and that Laura was from home."

"Hm-hmm! 'Better than a bad date.' Better than any date I've had!"

"For me, too."

They chuckle, locking little fingers again.



Their First Toys Ch. 04



Perhaps it is superfluous to explain that this is happening before teenagers could learn on internet more about sex than their grandparents ever knew, say, in the last half of the 1980s. 

*

Back in their room, Kathy and Jane make an effort to continue their reading, but after they each have glanced up from her book up at the other a couple of times, Jane glances up again and says: 

"Can't stop thinking about it."

"I know, me neither. We really did it, all that?"

"Hmm? 'Toys and tongues', we did."

"And never imagined I would."

"Well, I don't know about the toys, but ..."

"The tongues."

"Yours, especially."

"Anyone's, but also 'yours, especially'. No, mine!"

"Um-hmm, mine too," and Jane licks her lips with slight grin. 

Kathy snorts, licking hers in response, returning Jane's grin, but then she catches her breath and murmurs:

"You don't want to do it again?"

"Do you?"

"Hmm? That's not why I asked."

"I didn't think so, but since you did."

There is a long moment of silence. They both snort silently, no longer looking directly at each other. Their eyes meet and shift away, and meet again. Jane murmurs: 

"If you want to."

One corner of Kathy's mouth twitches. Then she replies in a whisper:

"If you want to."

Jane nods very slightly. The corner of Kathy's mouth twitches again, and she also nods. 

"Um-hmm," Jane hums softly. 

"Um-hmm," Kathy confirms. 

They start getting undressed, until they have to stand up to continue. When Jane takes off her bra, Kathy murmurs: 

"I want to suck them."

"And suck yours."

They chuckle softly with smiles. Their nipples are aroused. They take off the rest of their clothes, watching each other like they never had before Laura joined them. Jane unconsciously fluffs up her pubic hair. Kathy snorts silently with slight nod, and then asks in a whisper: 

"And kiss?"

"If we can do that."

"Um-hmm."

They both close the couple of steps between them and embrace. They only hesitate for a moment to know which way to tilt their heads, then their lips meet, and their tongues. Their mouths open wider, and their tongues explore further, and they both rock their hips up, pressing them together, nodding slightly with hums. Their hands slide down and clasp the other's ass. For several seconds, their tongues entwine, more in one mouth and then in the other, each of them chuckling in her throat when the other one extends her tongue into her mouth, and she then sucks on it. 

They stop to take a deep breath, their stomachs pressing together, and exhale with chuckling hums. Jane murmurs: 

"You kiss better than some guys."

"You too, better than most of the few."

"You wanted to suck them."

"Um-hmm. That too."

"That too."

Jane clasps their hips together and leans her shoulders back enough to move her breasts on Kathy's. She chuckles and does the same. 

"Hn-hnn! Um-hmmm!" Jane responds, and they loosen their embrace enough to move to one of the beds. Jane drops down on it, rolling back to make space for Kathy to join her, and slides her hand up under her breast, offering her tight nipple. Kathy nods with a smile and drops down on her side next to her and takes Jane's breast from her hand. As she leans down over her, Jane's knee presses against Kathy's thigh, urging it to slide over hers. It does, Kathy lying half on Jane, as her mouth finds her nipple.

Not just finds it; her tongue and lips do everything they can, and Jane moans in appreciation, murmuring once: "Suck harder." Kathy does, and Jane responds with an aroused "oooh!" Then she demands softly: 

"The other one, ... before I suck yours."

When Kathy begins to suck it, Jane's hips roll towards her, and her other thigh slides over Kathy's, holding it. Finally, after several delighted moans, Jane murmurs: "Now yours." Kathy rolls back with an enthusiastic "um-hmm!" 

Jane follows her, and they rearrange their legs, Jane's holding Kathy's other thigh, as her mouth begins to arouse Kathy's nipple. Eventually, she shifts her mouth to her other nipple, without Kathy's suggestion, but after she has been licking, nibbling and suck for a while, eliciting more chuckling moans, Kathy murmurs questioningly: "that too?"

Jane nods, still with Kathy's nipple in her mouth. It slips out, and Jane nods again with an "um-hmm!" and begins to move around. Kathy hums, rolling towards her, her hand reaching out for Jane's hip, before she can touch it. When she can, she raises her head. Jane's thigh slides under it, and Kathy draws hers up under Jane's head. They draw each other's hips closer and then draw their other thighs up over and passed the other's head, curling their hips up. 

With a long hum, they find the other's pussy with their tongue, and clutch her hips even closer, locked together with their open mouths pressed around where their tongues are licking, playing with the hood over the other's clitoris. They exchange encouraging, aroused hums and continue. Then one of the them rocks her head back and murmurs: "No hurry."

The other one nods on her thigh and licks down to play with the other one's inner lips. She nods and does the same with an "uhn-hnn," and slides her hand down from the other one's hip and finds her breast, fondling it. The other one does the same, and for a while they just enjoy keeping each other mildly aroused, snorting with a nod, when they take turns probing in each other's opening. 

Then one of them snorts again and licks back up to the other's clitoris and squeezes her nipple. With a chuckle and nod, the other does the same, and they return to arousing each other better, their hands sliding back up to hug the other's hips to their faces. They exchange more arouse moans.

Then it is the other one whose hand slides down again and she licks elsewhere. The other one nods, and they both let the other's arousal subside a little. She murmurs: "This is just so good," her lips moving on the other's pussy lips. She nods with an "uhn-hnnn!" For a few moments, their fingers are more active than their tongues. 

Then one murmurs: "I want to come," and slides her hand back up. The other nods vigorously, and their tongues return to where they can arouse each other best. They both respond with an aroused "uhn-hnn-hnn!" nodding. When their hips begin to twitch, they hug them tighter, restraining their bodies to movement between the hips and shoulders. 

First one and then the other responds with a pleased, growling moan as her face is flooded with pussy juice. Or was it because she was flooding the other one's face? 

It didn't seem to matter. When their bodies had stilled, and their long sighing moans had subsided, the first murmured comment is: 

"I just love it when you come like that."

"Mmmm! And when you do!"

"Hmm? Hm-hmm! I do too, of course, but that was the first thing that came to mind, what I said."

"Um-hmm!" 

They both nod, rolling apart, their heads still on the other's thigh, and then chuckle, then finding the other's breast again and fondling it, and chuckling again. They lie there for a minute or two, just gently fondling. One and then the other snorts. They both snort again, squeezing the breast in their hand. The first one to snort remarks: 

"So much for homework tonight."

"Hm-hmm! Um-hmm. Late enough to go to bed."

After a short pause, the other asks softly: 

"Together?"

There is a shorter pause, and the other replies: 

"If you want to?"

"Um-hmm. ... If you do?"

"Hmm? If one of us doesn't roll over and fall out of bed."

They chuckle, nodding again on the other's thigh and squeezing her breast again.

They sit up and exchange wry smiles. When one licks her lips, the other one does. They both nod and embrace, kissing, licking around each other's mouth. One snorts and remarks: 

"I taste as good as you do."

"Me too."

They chuckle and kiss again, then get up and go to the bathroom. While they are washing their faces and pussies, one asks: 

"Shower in the morning?"

"With you?"

"Um-hmm."

They nod with smiles and return to the room, just snorting slightly as they get into bed together. They lie facing each other. One puts her hand the other's side; then the other one does the same. After few moments, breathing in each other's face, Kathy murmurs: 

"I guess we like to do it."

"Um-hmm, we do," Jane replies, rubbing Kathy's side. 

"Never thought this would happen," she murmurs, rubbing Jane in return.

"Me neither, but it's nice, good."

"Um-hmm, better than, ... well you know, at least, from my couple of times with him.

"It should be; we know what we like."

"But I still like boys."

"Oh, I do too. This is just something else good."

They rub each other again, drawing each other a little closer. When one of their knees moves up and touches the other's leg, she raises it. The other's leg slides under it, and the other one's draws up and holds it. 

"Nice," Kathy murmurs, rubbing Jane again.

"Um-hmm. Sleep like this?"

"If you want? I was thinking I should hold your breast, since one of us didn't last night."

"Hm-hmm, also nice; maybe easier to sleep that way. Want me to turn over?" 

"After a goodnight kiss."

It is a little better than a goodnight kiss, just the tips of their tongues caressing for a moment. Then Jane rolls over under Kathy's arm. Her hand finds her breast, and they settle closer together and tell each other goodnight.

When they stir during the night, the one on outside is awakened by feeling that she is on the edge of the bed, and murmurs: 

"I'll go to my bed."

"Um-hmm," the other responds sleepily. 

When they wake up in the morning, they glance across the room at each other and chuckle; they are lying in each other's bed. The one who hadn't moved murmurs: 

"Oh, right, hardly noticed that you left. That was good. Not that you did, that I didn't notice. Mmmm! And all the rest was good."

"Um-hmm, it was. Shower?"

They use the toilet and get in the shower stall. With chuckles, they begin to wash each other, with more chuckles when they wash each other's breasts, and more than chuckles when they wash each other's pussy. Jane snorts and asks: 

"There too?" as her soapy fingers slide down between Kathy's hips.

"Hmm? I guess so. Never did with my bare hand."

"I do."

"Hmm! If you do."

Jane does. Kathy chuckles, and then she does, snorting as her fingers find Jane's asshole. She nods, also chuckling.

Washing each other's legs and feet elicits no more chuckles, but a squeal when the sole of the last foot is tickled. It's owner jerks it free with a giggle and says: 

"I'll get you back!"

"Next time."

"Um-hmm! Next time!"

They grin and let the shower rinse them. Chuckling, they find their towels and dry themselves, exchanging smirks.

Laura had been right, showering together didn't save much water. 

On the way to breakfast, they chuckle and exchange smiles, and when they happen to see each other during the day. In the evening, they both have activities and return to their room late, their normal bedtime. While they are undressing, there is a pregnant silence. In the bathroom, Jane asks softly: 

"When's your period start?"

"Probably Thursday. ... We don't have to do it tonight."

"That isn't what I asked."

"Hm-hmm! But what I was thinking, I guess."

"I guess what I was, too."

They both chuckle with nods. They return to the room and get in their own beds - nude, without remarking about it. In the dark, Kathy says: 

"But it was nice, sleeping with you."

"Um-hmm, it was, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

In the morning, their shower is more routine, until the one's foot is tickled, better than she had done, since it was being securely held. 

During the day, Jane runs into Laura, who greets her with a smirk. After a glance around to see that no one can overhear her, she chuckles and says: 

"I did it, found that I could hold it with a big paperclip. Oooh!"

"Oooh! Really!?"

"Um-hmm! And with both of them, both ways: clicking my cellphone inside, with my toothbrush buzzing; and then the other way, it just buzzing."

"Hmmm! All last night?!"

"Didn't find the big paper clip until yesterday. Don't think I want to use the paperclip and my cellphone. Hmm? Probably difficult - no, impossible - having to have a hand to keep clicking it on. And you?"

"Wild!" Jane replies, shaking her head in amazement.

"And you?" Laura repeats.

"Hmm? Yes, we did, just Sunday evening; couldn't get it out of our minds."

"Why I used them both. And you used yours?"

Jane shakes her head with grin. Laura nods with smirk and murmurs: 

"Nice, lucky."

Jane nods, and then they have to go their ways.

That evening, Kathy and Jane study in their room without glancing at each other until bedtime. As she is closing her books, Kathy looks up and murmurs: 

"It could start tomorrow."

Jane nods with smile, that Kathy returns with grin. They do it all over again, just not postponing their orgasms once they start enjoying each other's pussy. Without washing, they go to sleep, this time with Jane's arm around Kathy. This time, they manage to turn over and stay together, waking up with Jane's arm around Kathy, but her hand not on her breast. 

It is then, as soon as Jane wakes up. Kathy clasps hers over it with a cheerful "good morning."

"Not as good as last night."

"Hm-umm! And that you're still here."

"Um-hmm! But we've got to get up."

"Pity, but I guess so."

Jane nods, but her fingers arouse Kathy's nipple for a moment. Then they get up. On the way to the bathroom, Jane chuckles and says: 

"If we really want to save water, we can go in the shower."

"Do you?!"

"Don't you?"

"Hm-hmm! Sometimes."

"Me too. Hardly realized it the first time, just standing there in the warm downpour and relaxing."

"Like a naked three year-old."

"Something like that."

"Hm-hmm! Then, save water!"

"It washes off."

They step in the shower and turn on water, then smirk at each other and relax. When their streams arch out, splashing on the other's legs, they snicker and grin. They wash each other, this time without tickling, but Kathy chuckles and laughs, when Jane tells about her conversation with Laura. Kathy remarks at the end: 

"I've got my pliers; I'll do it to you."

"Hmm! Your toothbrush twisting like that, back and forth in my pussy?"

"Only if you dare to let it."

"Hmm?!"

They leave it at that. 

That evening at bedtime, Jane asks: 

"Period?"

"Not yet. Hm-hmm! I cheated last night."

"Hmm! Could have thought so."

"You wanted to, too."

"Of course."

"But just in case."

In the bathroom, Kathy gets a tampon. Till now, they have been private about using them, but now Kathy only smiles wryly as Jane watches her insert it. Then Kathy murmurs: 

"Why I mentioned my pliers - for you."

"Maybe I will."

That and the next night they don't do anything, but boys call them for dates Friday evening. As they get ready for them, Kathy remarks: 

"We do like boys."

"Of course, better, if they are as good as you are."

"Or you, but if they aren't?"

"I'm not going to worry about that, or want to find out, ... like I did a couple of times."

"Has to be better than my only a couple of times."

"I hope so, but not tonight."

"Gosh, no! Or the next time, if we go out together again."

"Um-hmm. Or the next date, ... unless I really think I like him."

"And him, you too, I hope."

"Of course."

"Hm-hm-hmm! And then you would do it to him?"

"Oh? That's what you're thinking about! Hmm? If he did."

"I'm not so sure."

"I'm not either, and we're counting unlaid eggs."

"Hmm! One of mine at the moment." 

They nod and chuckle.

After their dates, back in their room as the get undressed, they compare experiences: confirming that they had a nice evening; that the guys were nice; that they would go out with them again; but that they could imagine someone else could be better. Jane remarks:

"Probably we can be more choosy now."

"Um-hmm," Kathy agrees with a nod and smile, returned by Jane.

She doesn't watch, while Kathy changes tampons and washes. But as they are about to go to bed, she says softly: 

"We could still sleep together."

"Um-hmm, with a kiss, just a little one."

"Um-hmm."

It turns into a better kiss with hands arousing nipples. When Kathy's hand slides down to Jane's pussy, she murmurs: 

"I can do it to you, for you."

"Mmmm! If you really want to; can't say no."

Kathy nods and begins to turn around over Jane. When her mouth is on her hair, her tongue exploring, Jane's hand holds her hip, and she murmurs: 

"I want to, too, even if ..."

"Really?"

"Um-hmm."

They roll together, embracing each other's hips.

Jane's "even if" is no problem, as she confirms, when Kathy turns around again and gives her kiss. They curl up together and go to sleep.

Saturday, they meet Laura for lunch. Before they sit down with others, they agree to talk later. Outside the building, they all smirk slightly and walk by themselves. Laura also had a date. After she hears about theirs, she also agrees that they could be choosier. Then she smirks again and asks: 

"And after that?"

Kathy and Jane exchange glances, snorting softly. Jane nods to Kathy for her to reply. She wrinkles her nose, but nods: 

"We did. I wanted to."

"'We'? You did too, Jane?" Laura asks.

She nods with wry smile and replies: 

"Yes. I wanted to, 'even if', like I told her."

"And?"

"It was just as good," Kathy quickly answers.

"Um-hmm," Jane agrees with a nod.

"Oh?! Really?"

"Um-hmm."

Both Jane and Kathy nod. Laura looks surprised, but then also nods with a grin and remarks: 

"Don't know if I would have done that."

"I wanted to, not for that reason," Jane replies.

They walk on a few steps, then Kathy murmurs: 

"If she can, I can," and glances over at Laura, who looks surprised again, but then replies softly: 

"With me? You want to?"

"If you do?"

"With you? Hmm? If you want to."

"If Jane did."

"And what about me?" Jane asks.

Laura grins and replies: 

"You can use my new toy."

They all snicker, so loud that a couple of people further away glance at them. Jane snorts with a shrug and says: 

"Better than nothing."

"A lot better!" Laura whispers with grin. 

They snicker again, and then walk on till they are further away from others. Then Laura asks Kathy: 

"You really want to?"

"You taste as good as Jane."

"Hmm? Even that way?"

"Kathy does," Jane remarks, adding: "but don't forget your new toy."

"I won't!"

They agree to meet that evening, and Laura says that she will bring a six-pack. With broad smiles and chuckles they separate. On the way back to their room, Kathy and Jane link little fingers again. They agree to go to the library to study, and do, sitting out of sight from each other.

After dinner, again back in their room, they exchange quizzical glances, glancing at their beds, and then nod with smirks and move one across next to the other one. Then Jane plucks at a button on her blouse with another quizzical glance. Kathy shakes her head, but grins and murmurs: 

"Not yet."

Jane nods and rearranges their covers, overlapping them and then stapling them together at one side, tossing their pillows together against the wall. When she turns back with a grin, Kathy nods and remarks: 

"You must be eager."

"If you don't want me to take off my clothes yet."

"So you can find out how good her toothbrush is."

They smirk. Then Kathy says: 

"We'll want to wash first."

"And one beer, first."

Kathy nods, and they wait for Laura. After a few moments, Kathy murmurs: 

"And I want to suck her breasts, too."

"Hm-hmm! Of course, better than mine."

"Hm-umm, just wanted to remember to."




Their First Toys Ch. 04



"As if you would forget when you see them."

They chuckle, and then Laura knocks, trying the door and finding that it opens. She smirks when she sees the bed, nodding, and then holding up the six-pack and her large purse, remarking: 

"I didn't forget."

"Jane was so eager, that she wanted to start taking off her clothes."

"Hm-hmm! I took off my bra; got some glances, probably because I was already thinking about this."

"I wouldn't have, the glances, I mean." Kathy replies.

"Your nipples are as large as mine," Jane counters. 

Jane nods emphatically, and they all chuckle. Kathy rubs her forearm over hers, despite her blouse and bra, smiling at the compliment. 

"Beer," Laura says, dropping her purse on a desk, and tearing open the six-pack. She hands around cans, and they each open theirs. Laura holds hers up and says: 

"Cheers, Prost." That's German, but not yet in my course."

They all drink, exchanging smiles, and sit on the double bed. Laura looks at Kathy and says: 

"If you don't want to, no problem."

"I do, Jane did."

Jane nods, and Laura nods, drinking again and replying: 

"And I will."

They all drink, much more than a sip. Jane glances at Kathy and fingers her button again. Kathy nods with a smile and finds one of her blouse buttons. Laura snorts with a nod, and they all unbutton their blouses as fast as they can with a beer can in their hand. Laura's naked breasts are visible immediately. Jane snorts and remarks: 

"She said that she wants to suck them."

Laura's nipples pop out as she grins. Kathy gives Jane a surprised glance, but then nods, returning Laura's grin. They struggle to remove their blouses, shifting their beer cans to their other hand. When Jane reaches back with one hand to unhook her bra, Kathy reaches over and helps, and then Jane helps her, before they both shrug their straps off their shoulders, revealing their aroused nipples. They chuckle and drink again. Laura murmurs:

"This is going to be better than I expected. Hmm? Didn't expect anything before we talked after lunch."

The others just nod with smiles, and they all drink again. Jane asks Laura to show her her toothbrush. She chuckles and takes it out of her purse, holding it up with a triumphant grin. The large paperclip has been taped together on the pin. Jane and Kathy nod with smirks. Laura turns it on, and the paperclip flutters back and forth. Then she grasps it, and the handle begins to twist. They all chuckle. She turns it off and explains: 

"Of course, you have to hold it to make it twist, but you can switch back and forth from twisting to just vibrating."

Jane nods with a grin and reaches for it, turning it on again, experimenting with its two modes. After a couple of times, it stutters and stops. Jane looks disappointed; Laura frowns and murmurs: 

"Should have thought of that. Sorry!"

"No problem; I've got new batteries," Kathy remarks. 

Laura and Jane look relieved, and they all drink again, tilting their cans up to empty them. 

"I'll get them," Kathy says and gets up. While she is, Jane and Laura smile and finger their waistbands, nodding and then taking off their jeans. When Kathy turns back, she nods with a chuckle, handing Laura the batteries and then taking hers off. Jane remarks: 

"Better go, first," and turns towards the bathroom.

"Yeah, me too," Kathy agrees, adding: "not just go."

Laura nods, still replacing the batteries, and murmurs: 

"Me too, of course. At least, I thought of that."

A minute or two later, Jane returns from the bathroom, chuckling and swinging her pants on a finger. Kathy follows her, taking longer. Jane is playing again with Laura's toothbrush, when Kathy returns, also with her panties in her hand. Laura leaves them with a tampon from her purse. When Jane grasps the paperclip again, Kathy snorts and says: 

"Have fun. Still don't know if I want to try it." 

"You can with yours and my help."

"Hmm! Maybe. Oh! If you don't want to hold it, you could clamp the paperclip between the pages of a book and hold it with your thighs."

"Oooh! Good idea, if I can keep them together."

They snicker with smirks. Above the sound of water in the washbasin, Laura asks: 

"What's that about?"

"Kathy says I could hold it with a book, clamped between my thighs."

"Oh! Great idea! I should have thought of that."

"Next time."

Laura returns, carrying her panties. She rubs the week's growth of fuzz on her pussy and remarks: 

"Sorry, I forgot about that. Maybe you wouldn't have to hold a big heavy book."

"Your Larousse dictionary," Kathy suggests to Jane.

"Hm-hmm! Um-hmm!"

They all grin, and Jane stands up to get it. Laura smiles at Kathy and murmurs: 

"Don't forget to suck them."

"Mmmm! I won't!"

She reaches out and rubs her fingers over one of Laura's stiff nipples. When Jane sits back down on the bed, Laura snorts and remarks: 

"The book is going to get all wet."

"Oh! Hadn't though of that. Hmm?"

"Wrap it," Kathy suggests, adding: "Towel; no better, plastic: plastic bag."

"You have the best ideas!"

"I'll get one."

Kathy gets up and finds a couple, holding them up for size, chuckling and murmuring to herself: 

"And a slit."

She makes one in the bottom of one bag and returns to the bed. They all chuckle as she helps Jane put the paperclip through the slit. Then Laura remarks: 

"But then you won't be able to just let it vibrate."

"Oh?! Yeah. You're right. Don't know if I want that, not the first time, anyway."

They all chuckle again, nodding, and the bag is removed. Laura remarks again: 

"But you'll still need a towel, as I remember."

"She will! All over my face, like you," Kathy replies with a grin.

Jane nods with a snort and goes to get her towel. Laura smiles at Kathy and says: 

"I want to suck yours too."

"Hm-hmm! Draw straws to see who does first?"

"Rock-paper-scissors?" 

Kathy nods with a grin. Jane returns to see them start, one of them counting. Kathy wins, grinning. Laura also grins with a chuckle, remarking: 

"It was your idea first, and, besides, I don't really lose."

Jane nods with chuckle, but asks: 

"What was that about?"

"Who sucks first. I do."

"But I get them sucked."

They all snicker. Laura and Kathy lie down and get comfortable together, while Jane is spreading out her towel. Before she also lies down, Kathy murmurs: 

"And kiss, too."

"Mmmm! Don't have to take turns doing that."

"Hm-umm," Kathy responds, her lips already on Laura's.

Jane snorts with a smile as she watches their kiss become more intense. She snorts again and pulls her towel further up the bed, so that she can lean against the wall. As she settles down with her toy in her hand, she keeps glancing over at the other two, humming in empathy. Kathy already has her thigh over Laura's, and her hand is squeezing her far breast. 

Jane's empty hand finds her pussy. Then she snorts and glances at her toy and turns it on, letting it just vibrate, and holds it where her other fingers had been. With a moan, she looks back at the others. Kathy is curling her head down to suck Laura's near breast. Laura responds with a pleased moan. Jane's hand finds her own aroused nipple, and she also moans. 

Kathy leans further across Laura and sucks her other nipple. When Laura draws her thigh up over Kathy's, rolling her hips up, Jane nods with an "um-hmm." Her hand finds her other nipple, and for a several seconds she looks down at the toy buzzing on her pussy. Then she hears Laura murmur: 

"My turn," and looks over to see her rolling Kathy back and curling down to suck her breast, her hand finding the other one. Kathy nods with an "Um-hmmm!" Jane nods and moans in empathy again.

She looks back down at her toy and lets go of her nipple and grasps the fluttering paperclip. The handle begins to twitch, rubbing back and forth on her pussy. "Oooh! Uhnn!" she exclaims, her eyelids fluttering. She doesn't see Laura raise her head and look at her, or see that she then leans further over Kathy and begin to suck her other breast. 

When she feels the mattress move, however, her eyes open, and she looks over to see Laura beginning to turn around. She releases the paperclip, the toothbrush just vibrating on her pussy, and watches the other two roll together, drawing their thighs up under each other's head. "Um-hmm," she approves, seeing them embrace each other's hips. She licks her lips, as she sees their faces disappear between the other's thighs. When they exchange hums, she also hums, licking her lips again. 

She looks back down at her toy. Her hand has relaxed its pressure on her pussy. It holds it tighter against it, and she chuckles to herself. After a few moments, she murmurs "now," and turns it down, finding her opening. It vibrates its way into her very moist pussy. She gives a long pulsing moan, and begins to fuck herself with it. When the fluttering paperclip brushes her hand, she snorts and grasps it with her other hand.

"Uhnn! Uhn-hn-hnnnn!" she moans and releases it, catching her breath. She grasps it again with another pulsing moan, and another, then murmuring: "Oh God!" but she doesn't release it. She moans and chuckles incessantly. Next to her, the others are also moaning, but her eyelids are half closed, fluttering, her stomach muscles quivering as she gasps and moans, her hips twitching.

With a loud groan, she spurts, her pussy juice splashing on her hand, after a few seconds, when her hips rock up, spurting over it. "Oh God!" she exclaims again, letting the paperclip flutter, but still moaning as the handle just vibrates in her pussy. She groans and spurts again. Her pussy is contracting, moving the toy. Her fingers slide between her wet pussy lips and manage to grasp the bit of the handle that they find. She pulls it out with moaning sigh, its buzzing suddenly louder.

It continues to buzz, as she sighs with moans a couple of more times, before her finger finds the switch and turns it off. Her hips twitch again, and she gasps in a deep breath and sighs with a relieved sounding moan, her thighs squeezing together.

After a couple of more sighs, the mattress moves, and she glances over, seeing that the others have rolled apart, seeing Kathy's hand find Laura's breast, and then Laura's hand, hers. One of Jane's hands finds one of hers. 

They all breath deeply a few times. Then Laura says softly: 

"Must have been good."

"Shit, yes!"

Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"We had to come, listening to you."

"Um-hmm, we did."

"Hmm?! That's good. I forgot about you."

"We did too, about you, until you exploded."

"Hmm! A very wet explosion!"

"Laura's too."

"Yours too."

"Hmm! And I wanted to watch you, why I moved up the bed, and did for a while.

"Voyeur!" 

"Voyeuse, a female one," Jane corrects with snort. 

They all chuckle and chuckle again. Jane drops the toy and slides down the bed, rolling towards them and reaching over to hold the nearest one's far breast, Kathy's. She gets her arm under Jane's head, holding her closer, offering her thigh for Jane's to hold. Laura chuckles and scrambles around, mirroring Jane's position: her thighs holding Kathy's other one; her hand holding her other breast; Kathy's other arm under her head, also holding her closer. 

They chuckle. After a few moments, Jane murmurs: 

"I don't need to do that again - not tonight - or anything. Oh! If one of you wants, I'll do that."

"Not me," Kathy replies, giving them both a hug.

"Nor me, ... maybe in the morning."

Jane nods and slides her hand down to hold Laura's breast, whose hand then finds Jane's. Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"Not without me."

"Of course not," the others reply in unison, their hands returning to fondle Kathy's breasts.

They chuckle again, and Kathy draws her arms around their necks and fondles theirs. They continue to fondle each other for a few moments, humming in appreciation at what the others' fingers are doing. Then Laura says: 

"Another beer, to go to sleep?"

The others nod, but only reluctantly move to sit up: first Jane, then Kathy and Laura. They smirk at each other. Laura says she'll get the beers and does, leaving Jane and Kathy on the bed. They smile at each, nodding, and kiss. They still are when Laura turns back. She chuckles with a nod and says: 

"I would have too," pursing her lips at Jane, who nods, pursing hers in return.

Laura hands them their beers and sits down with her arm around Jane, and they kiss. They all smile with nods and pop open their beer cans. Jane raises hers and toasts: 

"À la vôtre!"

They drink. Laura asks: 

"What's that mean?"

"French: 'to us'. I started French in high school."

"Then: 'to us'," Laura repeats, raising her can.

They drink again, then grinning at each other. Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"And I thought last week was something too much."

"It was - wasn't," Laura replies: "just more than we expected."

"Me, for sure, but I'm not complaining."

Jane nods with a snort and says: 

"More than we were expecting, just very surprising that we wanted to."

"Um-hmm," Laura agrees, adding: "a lot more, but then we sure wanted to."

"Just took me a while to catch up," Kathy murmurs, then grins and adds: 

"But I'm sure glad that I have."

"And how!" both Jane and Laura respond with grins.

They all snicker. Jane and Laura raise their cans in a silent toast to Kathy, and all drink again, grinning at each other. One remarks: "Have to finish them," and they all drink again.

"And pee," Laura adds, and they drink again, nodding and chuckling. 

They have to drink again to finish their beers, and then troop into the bathroom, taking turns on the toilet, Laura first. When she reaches for washcloth, Jane snorts and remarks: 

"We'll have to go again in the morning, first."

They chuckle. While Kathy is going, she snort with a grin and says: 

"We go in the shower."

"Together?" Laura asks.

Jane and Kathy nod with grins, glancing at each other. Laura nods with grin, but then mutters: 

"I should have a roommate."

"You can with one of us," Jane replies.

Kathy nods, snickering and remarking: 

"Either of us."

After Jane goes, they return to the room. Laura snorts and says: 

"I want to hold Jane's."

"And I want to hold Kathy's," Jane responds.

"But I want to hold Laura's," Kathy complains.

"Okay," Jane agrees, adding: "I can always hold yours." 

They all nod and chuckle and get in bed: Kathy behind Laura behind Jane. Kathy draws the covers over them, and then they curl up together with hands finding the right breasts - actually, left breasts.

In the morning, however, Kathy's and Laura's right breasts are being held, after they wake up and Jane's and Laura's hands find them. When they do, they all nod and say good morning. After a few moments of silence, Kathy murmurs: 

"Since no one else says it, I have to go."

"Just waiting for you to," Laura replies with a squeeze of her breast.

"Um-hmm," Jane agrees, and they all get up.

While they take turns, no one suggests what they might then do. Finally, Jane murmurs: 

"After last night, I really don't have to do anything."

The others nod. Kathy glances at Laura and suggests: 

"Then shower?"

She nods with a smile. Jane remarks: 

"We always can."

"Always do," Kathy adds. 

As she and Laura step into the shower, Laura snorts and remarks: 

"If we had known, we could have saved peeing."

"Hm-hmm! Yes, another time."

After enjoying washing each other's breasts and then pussies, when Kathy starts to wash Laura's hips, she immediately nods and says: "there too," and Kathy's fingers slide lower in her crevice. Laura snorts with another nod and remarks: 

"He liked to rub me there, the one who had more experience."

"He did?" Jane asks: "when, how?"

"When I was on top; told you that was good. Felt good then."

"What happened to him, if he was that good?"

"He was already in college, just home at the beginning of last summer."

"An experienced "older man."

"Not that much older, of course, but definitely experienced."

By now, she is washing Kathy the same way, apparently different from how Jane did; Kathy chuckles and then responds: "Oooh! Maybe it would feel good."

"Um-hmm, did with that girl later last summer."

"Hmm?!" Jane snorts: "You can show me tomorrow, Kathy."

"I will!"

They all snicker. They finish their shower. This time they have a third towel for Laura. Jane starts her shower. While they are drying themselves, Jane snorts and remarks: 

"Someone else must have to do it for it to feel good."

"And be doing something else," Laura replies.

They all chuckle again. Back in the room, Jane picks up Laura's toothbrush and turns it on, letting it vibrate, then holding the paperclip. She grins at Kathy and says: 

"Just you wait! With yours and your pliers!"

"Oooh! Maybe I should hide them," she replies, but grins.

This morning they get to breakfast much earlier.



Their First Toys Ch. 05



This is a straight continuation, so a couple of things may need explaining. Kathy and Jane are college freshmen roommates. Tuesday night, below, Kathy's period is over. Their friend Laura has more experience, which jumps to a new level, when she sleeps with her friend for the first time. 

*

After studying all Sunday evening, Kathy goes to the bathroom. Jane hears her use the toilet and then washing. When she returns, she remarks superfluously: 

"I washed."

Jane looks up and sees that she is holding her jeans and panties, and then sees that she is smirking slightly. Jane snorts and replies: 

Wondered why you told me. I'd better too."

Kathy nods with a smile. Jane closes her book with a chuckle, nodding. When she returns from the bathroom with all her clothes in her hand, she chuckles again; Kathy isn't lying in her own bed, but in Jane's, the covers flung back. They both chuckle. Jane makes a point of hanging up her clothes, but then she joins Kathy. 

They do it all again: kiss, breasts, pussies and finally, another kiss with wet faces. Just chuckling warmly, they curl up together and say goodnight. 

Monday night, they don't. But Tuesday night, Jane finds Kathy's pliers, snapping them. Kathy snorts and says: 

"That's unfair! You've been counting days."

"Um-hmm. Want me to do something especially good for you."

"And if I don't?"

"Laura and I have; your turn."

"I guess I have to then. What about you?"

"Good thing you asked; then me too."

"Hmmm! Be careful; you could regret this!"

Neither of them does, despite each of them having to exclaim "Oh God!" a couple of times between her aroused moans. Snickering, they wipe up the floor and wash their hands and pussies, and chests, which had also felt the other's squirts. Kathy comments proudly: 

"I can too."

"You sure can."

The next morning, Kathy remembers to wash Jane's asshole like Laura had washed hers, and gets hers washed as well. They chuckle, and one recalls that Laura had said that they had to do something else to make it good.

That night, they don't, and not the next night, Thursday. Saturday they have dates for the football game and whatever happens after it. When they talk to Laura on Friday morning, they hear that she also has a date for the game. Then she smirks slightly and says: 

"Won't be as good as with you." 

"Ours either, with you," Kathy replies.

Jane nods with a grin. Laura also nods, smirking, and replies: 

"Good way to keep from wanting to do too much with them, then."

The others nod with grins. Then Jane asks: 

"You might want to?"

"Not tomorrow, of course. Just said that, but he's a junior, might think a frosh girl would do anything with an upper class man."

"Oh, hadn't thought of that," Kathy replies. 

"Ours are just freshmen like us," Jane explains, then chuckles and adds: 

"But if you think you need to have a reason ...?"

"Not really, but I want to."

"Don't we, too?" Kathy asks, glancing at Jane.

They all snicker, nodding with grins. Jane says: 

"Just beer, I'll buy it."

"I'll pay," Kathy adds.

They all nod with grins and go their ways, Jane and Kathy hooking little fingers again for a moment.

That evening, the beer is on a desk and the beds already together again. Jane and Kathy have removed their bras, chuckling as they do so. As they are putting their blouses back on, Jane remarks with a snort: 

"Before I want to suck yours."

"Or yours."

When Laura joins them, with chuckles, their blouses come off again, Laura's too, of course, before they open their beers. And the rest of their clothes follow after their first drink. As Laura strips off her panties, she remarks: 

"This time I did shave."

"I'm going to," Jane replies."

"Not for me," Kathy remarks.

"Nor for me," Laura rejoins.

They drink again and sit down on the beds. Their free hands immediately rest on the thigh of one of the others, and they drink again. Laura remarks: 

"I brought it along, of course."

"And we have Kathy's," Jane replies.

"Almost too much," she replies with wry smile."

"Just 'almost'. You squirted all over me."

"I did! Never thought I could do that. You did too, over me."

"Sounds like it was good," Laura remarks.

The others nod with smirks, and they all drink again. Then Kathy murmurs: 

"But I like to taste it, like to do that."

"Don't we all?" Laura replies.

Jane nods with a grin, and they drink again, chuckling. Their hands rub their neighbor's thigh; their fingers further down on the soft skin nearer her pussy. "Um-hmm," they all respond softly. After a few moments, they drink again, having to tilt their cans higher. When their fingers creep even closer to each other's pussy, nipples pop out. They chuckle warmly with grins. Then the fingernails of one them scratch gently. With another chuckle, the other one also scratches, and then the third one. "Um-hmm!" they agree with smirks, their fingernails scratching down and nearer her neighbor's pussy. They chuckle again, watching the others' hands, all of them creeping closer to a pussy. Knees twitch slightly. "Um-hmmm!" they agree again and emptied their beer cans.

They all put them aside and smile at the one whose fingers are arousing her. With deep hums, almost simultaneously they begin to lie down, offering a thigh for the other's head and raising the other one, presenting their pussy. As they get comfortable, one murmurs: 

"Oh, you're already wet."

"Aren't you?"

"She is," the third answers with snort.

"You too. Mmmm! Tastes good."

The other two nod with chuckles. Moist noises confirm why they do, and chuckling hums confirm that they all appreciate how the other one is making them. 

For a while, they exchange hums and more aroused moans, taking turns making it more arousing for each other. One does, and then the next one, and the next one. The one who can relax for a few moments, chuckles, when the next one sounds more aroused. 

After a couple of rounds like that, Laura's finger's creep into the crevice of the ass behind "her" pussy. She snorts and lets her fingers find its asshole. "Oooh!" is the response. When they rub, the response is: "Hn-hn-hnn! Uhn-hnnn!" Soon the next one responds the same way, and then Laura nods with a snort, then with an also aroused "Uhn-hnnn!"

As a three-part chorus of moist noises and more aroused moans continues, hips begin to twitch, thighs quivering, and then the sound of gasps and very wet sounds and pulsing groans fills the room. The groans subside to long moans, but the wet sounds continue, now that of tongues' lapping up pussies. There are a few more gasps, when tongues touch still aroused clitorises. 

Then for a while, there is only the sound of long sighs with softer moans. Hands rub hips. When one then slides up to find a breast, the two other hands also do. They each nod on the other's thigh, then with a soft "um-hmmm." They roll back, looking at the ceiling. One and then another snorts. Finally, Jane snorts again and murmurs: 

"That was good. I was right; like I said last weekend: someone else has to do it."

"Oh? Rubbing there?" Kathy responds, then snickers and murmurs: 

"You were!" 

"I hoped so," Laura replies.

They all snicker. Kathy snorts again and remarks: 

"Sure never thought that was a ... - what's it called? - zone."

"Erogenous zone," Laura helps.

"Yeah, that; must be."

They chuckle, and their hands fondle one of the other girl's breasts. Then Jane snorts and says: 

"My turn to say it."

"Got to go?" Kathy asks."

"Um-hmm!" 

Jane sits up with a wry grin and scrambles off the beds. Laura snorts and calls after her: 

"Shower; can't miss."

Jane nods. Kathy and Laura follow her, chortling at seeing her strong stream arching out in the shower. Jane snorts and says: 

"Thanks for the suggestion; I might have."

They chuckle, and Kathy and Laura use the toilet. They all wash their pussies and faces, complimenting each other for coming so good, and then - with smirks - for having made the other come so good. Then Kathy remarks: 

"Guess we all knew what we wanted to do. Sure didn't wait."

"Hmm! Sure didn't," Jane agrees with smile.

Laura snorts, nodding, and adds: 

"Not my fault; you two had already shoved the beds together.

"And taken off our bras," Jane murmurs, glancing at Kathy with a smirk. She nods, replying: 

"We both wanted to, well, we both did, just smiling at each other."

"I guess so," Jane agrees with a grin. 

Back in the room, they pop the tabs for a second round of beer and drink, before they get back on the beds. Their hands again rest on one of the other's thighs, but not the same one's. They have a sip. Laura remarks to the girl whose pussy she had licked:

"You taste better."

"You both do too."

"You too," the others reply together.

They all chuckle and drink again, nodding. After a moment, Laura murmurs:

"But probably guys don't." 

"You really want to do it?" Kathy asks.

"Only one way to find out. I want to. I'm pretty sure that it must be nice to have his cock in my mouth and lick and suck on it."

"'His'? Whose? Your date's tomorrow?" Jane asks.

"Not tomorrow. Just any 'whose'."

"'Any'?!" Kathy asks.

"Of course not. Whoever's, if I like him, and we get that far."

"But you really want to suck it?"

"Maybe not all the way, but I know what they like me to do with my hand; can do that with my tongue better."

"Hmm? Hm-hmm! For me, for sure!"

"You too!"

They all chuckle, almost laughing, and drink. When they have, Jane remarks: 

"I hope you do, and that you like it."

"And tell us," Kathy adds."

"Hmm! You'll hear, but don't hold your breath waiting; maybe it won't be him. Hm-hmm! Or maybe your dates will be 'better'."

"I doubt it," Kathy murmurs, adding: "He sounded like he just had to have date for the game."

"Mine too, but of course, we also wanted one for the game."

Kathy nods, and they all drink again, and are silent for a few seconds. Then Laura says: 

"Oh, I also brought a big paperclip and tape, in case you want to do that."

Jane and Kathy glance at each other, exchanging wry smiles, both nodding for the other to reply. Kathy nods again, and Jane does: 

"Okay, thanks. If Kathy wants to do it by herself, ..."

"More likely, you."

Jane shakes her head slightly, and replies: 

"Just maybe; we like what we can do together."

Kathy nods strongly with a smile, returned by Jane. Laura also nods and smiles, replying.

"So do I, why we're here together."

The others nod, and they all drink again. After another silent pause, Laura holds her breast, then purses her lips slightly, as a finger slides over her nipple. Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"When we were taking ours off, Jane said we should put our blouses on before she wanted to suck mine."

"You did too."

"Of course!"

Their nipples pop out, also Laura's other one. They all chuckle, and drink again. Smirking, Jane and Kathy also find one of their nipples, circling a finger around its stiff tip. They all chuckle and drink again, their cans almost empty. Jane snorts with a smirks, and asks: 

"I wonder what it feels like for a mother of twins."

Laura and Kathy exchange grins, nodding. Laura grins at Jane and replies: 

"Only if you let me find out."

"And me!" Kathy enjoins. 

Jane grins and slides her hands up under her breasts. Snickering, they move around to let her lie between them. She hums, offering her breasts, as they curl their heads down over them. She hums more strongly and murmurs: 

"I want twins!"

Laura and Kathy nod, humming as they suck and lick. After a few moments, Laura's hand slides down over Jane's stomach. Her fingers scratch in her pubic hairs, eliciting a chuckling moan, and then explore further, eliciting an even more aroused moan, and another. Then Jane exclaims softly: 

"Damn! Where's your toy?"

Laura nods with a hum, sucking, as the sound when she raises her head reveals. Jane gasps. Kathy's hand immediately slides up and pinches and pull on her wet nipple. Jane moans with a nod.

For a few moments, Kathy's mouth and fingers arouse her. Then they hear the buzz of Laura's toothbrush, and then Jane gasps and then moans. Laura's mouth returns to her breast, Kathy's fingers relinquishing her nipple, sliding down the squeeze her breast and press her nipple in Laura's mouth. 

Jane's hand finds Laura's and takes their buzzing toy from her. She gives a chuckling moan as she holds it against her pussy. Laura's fingers are still there, pressing the other end of it. When Jane turns it up, Laura's fingers help guide it into Jane's pussy. She moans loudly and pushes it deeper.

For a few seconds, she fucks it in her pussy. Then she gasps! Laura's fingers have caught the fluttering paperclip, making the handle twitch in Jane's pussy. An aroused, pulsing moan! 

"Oh damn!" she exclaims, but resumes fucking her pussy with the twitching toy, moaning and gasping. Kathy and Laura also moan, their lips and tongues arousing her nipples, also their teeth,

but Jane seems oblivious to their biting on the base of her nipples, as they suck with almost equally aroused moans.

Her hips rock up and down, moving the twitching toy in her vagina, giving rise to even more aroused moans and groans. She gasps, and a spurt of pussy juice floods her hand, but she continues to fuck herself, just adding an aroused chuckle to her moans, and spurts again, chuckling warmly, as her hips jerk. Laura releases the paperclip. Her toothbrush just vibrates in Jane's pussy.

Kathy and Jane also chuckle, nodding and reducing their mouths' activity, just sucking gently.

Jane gives a moaning sigh and pulls it out of her pussy and clamps her thighs together. It buzzes louder, until she turns it off, 

She gives another and longer moaning sigh, and another, her thighs relaxing.

Laura and Kathy have let her nipples slip from their mouths, their heads resting on her shoulders, their hands stroking her reassuringly. After a few more sighs, Jane snorts and remarks: 

"I could have thought one of you would do that."

"Didn't you want to?" Laura asks.

"Yeah, but when I wanted to, when I was expecting it."

She rubs her nipples gently with soft moan and murmurs: 

"You weren't just sucking."

"I guess not;" Kathy murmurs: "it was so arousing listening to you."

"Hmm? Twins don't have teeth yet."

Laura chuckles and says: 

"And it's unlikely that you would be doing that, while you were nursing them, nor their father."

They all chuckle, nodding. The Kathy asks: 

"What about your twins, Laura?"

"Hmmm! Hm-hmm! If they don't bite."

"No promises," Jane replies with snicker and begins to climb over her.

With chuckles, they change places. Kathy rubs her hand on Laura's stomach and then up to hold her far breast. Jane reaches over and holds her other one. Laura nods with a hum, then snorts and says: 

"Maybe I should just let you suck."

They do, and she hums in appreciation. After a minute or two, however, she turns on her toothbrush, just letting it vibrate, and holds it to her pussy and moans. After another minute or two - and several increasingly aroused moans - she tilts it down and finds her opening, chuckling as it vibrates into her pussy. The others rub her stomach, as though to suggest that they will keep their hands there. 

Laura fucks herself with it for a while, moaning, and then just lets it buzz and vibrate in her pussy, holding her hand over the fluttering paperclip to protect it from the others. She chuckles warmly and then grasps it. When it begins to twitch, she responds: "Oooh! Uhn! Uhn-hn-hnnn!" and the fingers of her other hand grasp the inside of her thigh.

The others nod with chuckles, rubbing again, as they continue to suck and nibble. She lets go of the paperclip, letting her toothbrush just vibrate. The fingers of her other hand slide up and begin to rub her clitoris. Then she grasps the paperclip again and gives a more aroused moan. That happens a couple of more times, and then she begins to fuck herself with her twitching toy. 

When her hips begin to twitch, the others' hands slide further, hugging her between them, and they moan with her. She moans desperately and then with a gasp loses control of her body, her hips rocking up, rising off the bed, as her shoulders jerk up, flattening her breasts against the others' mouths. They hug her tighter, and she convulses again with whimpering groans - and again! 

Gasping, she snatches on the paperclip, but it slips off the pin, leaving her toothbrush vibrating in her pussy. Her body spasms again, as she gasps. "Oh, damn!" she exclaims and tries to grip the pin, but it is now twitching too fast to hold. 

Finally, she gets hold of the handle and pulls it out of her pussy with a relieved, deep moan. It is still buzzing. She takes a deep breath and chuckles and finds the switch to turn it off, sighing. 

The others have loosened their hold of her and let her nipples slip from their mouths, and sigh with her, rubbing her stomach again. After another sigh, she murmurs: "Fuck!"

Jane and Kathy snort with nods. Laura then also snorts and remarks: 

"Forgot that it slips down the pin, that I push it back up before I do it again."

The others chuckle. Jane remarks: 

"Must do it more often than I thought."

"Only a couple of times like this, twice in succession. But then I had remembered. Hm-hmm! Looking at it before I did again in the morning."

"Spoiling yourself," Kathy murmurs, adding: "You said no ... cock could be like that."

The others snort at her hesitating before using the four-letter word. Laura nods. Kathy murmurs again: 

"Even if you do, I don't think I want to spoil my almost virginal pussy."

"You didn't think of that, when we did with your pliers," Jane replies.

"Hmm! No, but maybe why I do now."

The others nod. Then Laura remarks: 

"Probably can't fit the paperclip back on, anyway," then asks:

"But you want to know what it would be like to have twins?!

"Hmm?! I guess so. Hm-hmm! We said that both things wouldn't happen at once."

Jane and Laura nod with chuckles, and Laura rolls towards Kathy and begins to clamber over her. When her legs are straddling her, she chuckles and drops down flat on her and plants her lips on hers. Kathy chuckles, and they kiss - as good as they can - Kathy embracing her. When her hands slide down and grasp Laura's ass, they chuckle and rock their hips together.

Jane chuckles and remarks: 

"You both just wish the other one had a cock."

"Um-hmm!" they agree, nodding, and retrieving their tongues and chuckling.

Laura rolls off Kathy, and Jane moves closer to her, then chuckling and saying: "Me too."

They also kiss, longer than enough for Jane and Laura to start holding Kathy's breasts. Laura snorts and remarks: 

"Well, the father could kiss you while you had a child on each breast."

"But she doesn't yet," Jane responds.

They all nod with a snort, and then Kathy does have a mouth on each breast and hums. When she moves her arms, they let her free them, and she hugs them to her. Their "um-hmm" vibrates on her nipples.

Their hands rub on her chest. When Laura's slides up and squeezes the breast that Jane is sucking, she nods, and her hand finds Kathy's other breast to press its nipple deeper in Laura's mouth. Kathy gives an appreciative moan and hug, and they suck and nibble. Then Laura snorts and slides her hand over, finding one of Jane's fingers, and urges it to follow hers back down to Kathy's stomach. 

They both snort with a hum, and together their hands slide further. Kathy also snorts, drawing in her stomach and then inhaling deeply, it rising, as though to suggest that their hands slide down further. They do. When she exhales with a long hum, their fingers have to creep upwards to her mons veneris, finding her sparse pubic hair. She draws a deep breath, nodding, and then humming as their fingers explore.




Their First Toys Ch. 05



Jane and Laura also hum, moving Kathy's nipples with nods, their fingertips interlacing as they explore. Kathy moans encouragingly and rocks her hips up. They hum, and their fingers creep down to where there is no hair. They move back and forth together. Kathy moans again with a chuckle, rocking her hips up again. For a moment, their fingers explore further, between her pussy lips, competing to find her opening.

Her nipple almost pops out of Laura's mouth, who then murmurs: "Mine are longer." Jane nods with an "um-hmm," and her fingers let Laura's explore, hers sliding up to Kathy's clitoris. She nods with a more aroused moan. Laura also does, murmuring with a chuckle: "all wet."

Then her mouth is also wet on Kathy's nipple, sucking and licking, as her fingers slip into Kathy's pussy. She responds with better moan, and then the fingers of two hands are doing what they can to arouse her, Laura's making wet noises as they wiggle and thrust. Kathy's thighs are drawn up, flopped wide open.

When her hips start to twitch, their hands follow. She starts whimper, then sounding as though she is almost laughing. Laura's fingers are almost jerking in her pussy. Kathy gasps with an upward jerk of her hips, and her pussy floods the palm of Laura's jerking hand, contracting, as though to hold her fingers still. But it can't. Her hips and shoulders jerk up off the bed, as her desperate sounding noises continue. "Oh God!" she exclaims, and her pussy squirts again.

Her thighs clutch together on their hands, holding them still, as she gasps and moans, her body twitching again. She gasps and sighs with long moans. The others let their heads roll back on her shoulders, and she hugs them with her arms. After a few more sighs, her arms and thighs relax, flopping open again. Laura's fingers twitch again, as though they are just reacting to their renewed freedom, and Jane's also move. Kathy's thighs twitch, but she only chuckles. 

"Um-hmm!" Laura responds and moves her fingers more aggressively. Jane's then also do. Kathy gasps and moans, and then blurts out:

"Oh fuck!" and giggles, then encourages them: 

"Yeah, fuck me!" and giggles again.

They do, and her giggle shifts to an aroused, pulsing moan. She gasps and moans again like that, as Laura's fingers make slopping sounds in her wet pussy. Jane quickly licks her fingers and resumes rubbing her clitoris as fast as she can, both moaning with her.

Her hips begin to twitch again. She moans and chuckles deeply, repeating: 

"Yeah, fuck me!"

After only a couple of more gasps and moans, she comes again - as wet nd good as before.

Her thighs snap together again, and their hands still. They all sigh with moans. When she slides her feet back and releases their hands, they slide back up, holding her between them. She hugs them again, and they relax.

After several moments, Kathy snorts and asks softly: 

"Fucking? Is that better than what you two do?"

There is another pause before Laura murmurs: 

"With the right guy."

"Um-hmm," Jane agrees."

"I hope so," Kathy murmurs, hugging them again.

The others nod, hugging her back. Kathy snorts and murmurs: 

"You hope so, too. Hm-hmm, but till then ...."

"Um-hmm," the others agree.

They roll their hips towards her, their thighs drawing up on hers, and all hug again. For a while, they are almost dozing. Eventually, one of their hands slides up and finds one of Kathy's breast, just sliding over it. She hums softly and rubs her back. The other one stirs, her thigh twitching down on Kathy's. It twitches again, and she murmurs: 

"Too nice like this, but I've got to go."

They then all have to and sit up, smiling at each other. Kathy remarks: 

"Couldn't have been better."

The others nod. Jane puts her arm around Kathy and purses her lips. She nods, and they kiss with caressing tongues. Laura nods and reaches out to touch Jane, and then they kiss, until Kathy pulls Laura away. Jane nods, when Laura's mouth leaves her, approving with an "um-hmm," as they then kiss. 

"Really got to go!" 

"Um-hmm!"

They all hurry to the bathroom, one on the toilet, the other two in the shower. With snickers, they wash their pussies and legs. They turn out the lights and return to the bed without comment, drawing up the covers and curling up together, hands finding breasts. They snort and hum, apparently at their consensus that they don't need to justify whose hand on whose breast. As they exchange "goodnight," one murmurs: 

"And don't dream about your date tomorrow."

The other two chuckle, shaking and then nodding their heads.

They wake up in the morning. After greeting each other, one remarks: 

"I want to taste your pussy," directed at the one whose pussy she hadn't tasted the night before.

"Yours too!" 

"And yours!"

As they are crawling around, one of the others remarks: 

"Didn't we all want to?"

"Of course!" the third replies.

They do, like the night before, taking turns arousing each other, this time, apparently closer to the other's climax, as frustrated, disappointed sounds suggest, but then she is teased the next one to the limit. Then with more aroused moans - encouraging chuckles - and with their fingers rubbing assholes, they stop teasing. Their hips twitch - not just in turn, like when they were teasing each other. Again, it is not clear whether their even more aroused moans are in response to their own wet orgasm or to the one their mouths are appreciating with lapping tongues.

"God, we taste good!" one murmurs, after they all have relaxed with moaning sighs. 

"Um-hmm!" both the others agree. One snorts and remarks: 

"Hope I do too."

"You do!" her wet-faced pussy-licker confirms.

"You do!" the third one agrees.

"You too!"

They all chuckle and rub each other's hip. 

"Kiss again," one murmurs. They nod on the other's thighs and all sit up, smirking, as they move their hips closer, embracing each other. They snicker as they draw each other closer: three mouths, tongues trying to meet. The tongues do, their tips caressing. One allows the other two to do everything they want - in both mouths. Then they find her tongue again. With chuckles, then two other tongues caress, until the third tongue licks their lips, wanting to share. For a moment, both the others compete for it, but then the third pair of tongues are together in one and then the other mouth.

They all hold each other closer, their tongues extending to touch, and snicker. 

"Peepee!" one remarks. 

"But I'm not going to taste."

"Nor me!"

This time the three of them crowd together in the shower, snickering as they pee on the others legs and grin. One turns on the water. They all gasp at the cold flood, giggling, and then humming as it becomes warm. Before one of them finds the soap, the others are fondling hers and each others' breasts. The soap is passed around. In the confine of the shower, their hands brush on their own and both the others' breasts. They snicker. The soap is passed again, rubbing on pussies, and then on assholes, with more chuckles.

Still chuckling, they helps rinse each other under the shower and then, as they dry themselves. One remarks: 

"Our dates won't be like this."

"Why we're here."

"Um-hmm, and probably better, even if they are promising."

"Don't count on it."

"I'm not; just the game."

"Um-hmm."

They return to the room and get dressed. Laura snorts and remarks: 

"No bra at breakfast."

The others grin and one says: 

"Give the guys something to look at."

Her nipples, that were already evident through her blouse, pop out. She nods with a wry smile, rubbing a forearm over them and replies: 

"Not like that, I hope."

"Hm-hmm! Don't tempt us to talk about them."

The other one smirks and suggests: 

"Doesn't she have lovely breasts."

"She does! Her nipples."

They pop out again. This time she just grins, reaching up and jiggling her breasts, then replying: 

"I'll say that you do too. Ooh! Hm-hmm! Guess I can't. But you do."

In this cheerful mood, they go to breakfast.

The next few weeks are much of the same. Jane and Kathy enjoy each other and have dates on the weekends, but not always with the same boys. They get better, but still with all their clothes on. Since they usually only have one date on a weekend, either Friday or Saturday night, at least two of them can spend an evening together. When the third girl joins them after her date, the other two enjoy giving her the pleasures they have already shared.

Laura is only dating the junior. After a couple of weeks, when she joins them late in the evening, it is usually with wet panties. She is then even more appreciative of their help to relieve her arousal.

One Friday before Thanksgiving, she joins them, grinning with a hum and says: 

"We're going out again tomorrow. Mmmm! I pretty sure we are going to."

"All the way?"

"Um-hmm. Want to smell something?"

She gets a wadded up handkerchief out of her purse and hands it to them, to Jane. She takes it and remarks for Kathy's benefit: 

"All moist. Hm-hmm! You did it to him?"

"In his pants."

Jane smells it, wrinkling her nose with a wry smile, nodding, and hands it to Kathy. She responds the same way, murmuring: 

"Smells like that?"

"Um-hmm, had to wipe my hand. Hmm! And he's going to have to change his shorts. Oh, he was too, with his hand under my skirt."

"Sure sounds like it, tomorrow," Jane replies.

"I hope so," Kathy adds. 

"But I still want to; he just made my panties wetter than usual."

She has started to take of her clothes and soon is naked, having to go to the bathroom. Then Jane and Kathy finish what he had started. In the morning, as usual, they curl up in a triangle. After breakfast, they wish her luck. She nods with a grin and replies: 

"Tell you after lunch tomorrow. Guess I'll have to study in the evening."

That evening, Jane and Kathy have dates. When they meet again in their room, getting undressed, they snicker and one asks: 

"You think they did?"

"I hope so, couldn't stop wondering all evening."

"Um-hmm, me too, especially when we were kissing."

"Um-hmm! Thought you didn't really like him that much."

"Thinking about what she might be doing? Just had to. Even let him get to second base."

"I did too, but we had before. Inside?"

"Um-hmm. I'll probably have to turn down another date with him to keep him from thinking he could go further."

"I won't."

They are taking off their panties and feel them. One grins and says: 

"We know what we can do about wet panties."

"Um-hmmm!"

They almost forget to wash their pussies after using the toilet, and then they are curled up together. Their panties would have been a lot wetter after what they did, but only their pussies and faces are. 

With both heads back on the pillow, they kiss and fall asleep in each other's arms.

Eventually, one rolls over. As they are getting comfortable again, the other one finds her breast and murmurs: 

"Again, in the morning?"

"Um-hmm."

In the morning, one immediately turns around under the covers. Almost sleepily, they draw their thighs up under each other's head and then their other thighs up past the other's shoulder. They embrace each other's hips with both hands, and then their lips are the other's pussy lips. 

For a few moments, they are just kissing them, like a first kiss with closed lips. But then their tongues begin to explore up and down the smooth fold, and then the tips of their tongues want to explore in the fold. The pussy lips want to let them. When they do, both girls nod with a hum and hug the other's hips closer.

No longer sleepily, but very leisurely they begin to arouse each other. The first time one seems about to come, the other slows down, but then is brought close to her climax, then left frustrated. With a chuckle in her throat, she does the same. The other one chuckles cheerfully and starts to arouse her again. She also chuckles cheerfully and then responds with appreciative moans. When they begin to sound more aroused, the other one chuckles and waits to be aroused again. 

After a couple more such teasing exchanges, when the next one starts, the other girl doesn't wait to be teased; she resumes licking and sucking as intensely as her pussy is being licked and sucked, with a nod on her thigh. Moans of agreement vibrate on both pussies; fingers find assholes. Not so many seconds later, their hips are twitching, and then more intense moans are accompanied by very wet noises.

Their arms relax, as they sigh. Then both roll back, and the covers are flung aside. After another sigh, they fondle one of the other's breasts and sigh again, both then chuckling softly. One remarks: 

"I hope it was that good for Laura."

"Um-hmm. Think he would have done that too?"

"If she were lucky."

"Um-hmm."

"Pee!"

They sit up and smile at each other. They lick their lips, but the one who has to pee says: 

"Can kiss in the shower."

They do, immediately embracing. They both start to pee, chuckling. One murmurs: 

"Haven't done that before."

"Bet they didn't."

"No! Can tell her to."

"If they did."

With more chuckles, they wash each other. While Kathy is washing Jane' pussy, she reminds her that she hasn't shaved it yet.

"You didn't want me to. Don't want him - whomever - to think that I'm that interested in how my pussy looks."

"Or feels, if he wants to do that."

"Hmm? That too."

"Can ask him."

"Hm-hmm! First, he has to, then maybe."

They finish their shower and go to breakfast, not seeing Laura, and manage to do some studying till lunch time. At lunch, they do see her, sitting with him. She gives them only slightest glance of recognition. They wait for her some distance from the building, then seeing the two of them leave it and Laura give him a kiss. She turns to follow them, and they mosey on to let her catch up.

With a broad grin, she does, nodding and chuckling. They return to Kathy's and Jane's room. When the door is closed, she grins again. Jane snorts and says: 

"You look like the cat that ate the canary."

"Um-hmm, but not the canary."

"You did it?!"

"He did too."

"Oh, my gosh!" Kathy exclaims.

"Um-hmm! Both of us."

"Wow! Of course, that to, just fucking?"

"Of course!"

"Tell!"

They sit down, Kathy and Jane facing her on the other bed. Laura snickers with a grin and tells: 

"Oh, it was great. He had suggested that we go to a movie, but, of course, we both knew we wanted to do something else. When I met him - with a kiss, a good one - I suggested that we didn't need to see the movie. Of course, he was hoping I would say something like, immediately grinning, and we went to his room. 

"I was about to start taking of my clothes, like when I come here - not today; don't need any more - but he already was embracing me. After - during - another good kiss, he murmured: 'You really want to?' We sealed that with a kiss, continuation of the first one. And then our hands were all over each other. I guess he didn't start to take off my clothes, until I started to unbutton his, but then ... Well, you can imagine, after the night before, we didn't waste any time."

"I guess not!" Jane murmurs, Kathy nodding.

"So there we were, all naked, embracing again and moving towards his bed. When he threw back the covers, I murmured that I wanted to be on top. Hadn't done it like that before, but ... He grinned with a nod. Maybe he thought that I had. Maybe another girl had, and he knew that it was supposed to be better for the girl. 

"You want to hear all this?"

The others nod emphatically.

"So there we were, embracing and kissing again, with his stiff cock between us. And then in me. I think he had, that way, the way he found my pussy with it. It's just a good average size, but it felt so good! He must have more experience, didn't come like the first couple of guys I slept with. 

"Mmmm! Good! Rocking my hips on him; he fondling my breasts. It's real good that way, feeling him in me, just moving my hips to make it feel better. Sorry, girls! Better than what you can do, so deep in me.

They nod with wry smiles, nodding for her to continue.

"Must have felt good for him too. His hands slid down and grabbed my ass. I thought he wanted to start really fucking on him - up and down - but he urged me to move up - off his cock - and further. Much further! He wanted my pussy on his mouth!"

The others moan.

"Of course, I did too, and he knew what to do, when it was. Mmmm! Experience, but maybe not with a girl who wanted to - had the experience to - come that way."

"You do! We do!"

"Um-hmm! I guess it surprised him when I did, but he loved it, lapping up my pussy juice. And then I moved back, and he was in me again. Talk about fucking! We did! Of course, I was ready to come again, and he sure did. I was leaking, when I moved off him."

"Oooh!" Kathy responds.

"Like in your handkerchief?"

"And from me."

"And then?!"

"I was fondling his still half stiff cock. Of course, we had kissed again. Yeah, of course, no girl had come in his mouth; he murmured something about how good it had been, that he didn't know girls could come like that. Fondling him, I got up the nerve to ask if he wanted me to do it to him. He was surprised, asking if I really wanted to. I told him that I did, but that I wasn't sure I wanted to go all the way. He said that I didn't have to, and I said that I wanted to, just wasn't sure that I would."

"Only one way to find out," Jane murmurs, Kathy nodding again.

"Hmm! That's what he said, then reassuring me that I didn't have to."

"But you did?" Kathy asks. This time Jane nods.

"Um-hmm. Oh, it's nice to have in your mouth, so smooth, better than sucking a nipple. Hm-hmm, and, of course, it still tasted from before; I knew I want to make him come in my mouth. Mmmm! He just loved it! And I did too. It's like with you, so arousing to feel that it was being arousing for him, his cock twitch and then his hips, like yours do."

"And he came in your mouth?" Kathy asks.

"And how! Shooting back in my throat! It doesn't really taste good, but how else should it taste? And I wanted it."

Jane and Kathy nod with wry smiles. Jane adds softly: 

"I hope you will, when you get the chance."

They nod again. After a moment, Jane asks: 

"And then? You had lots of time."

"Um-hmm. He said he had to kiss me for that, and did, with his tongue in my mouth, and then chuckling."

"Tasting it too?" Kathy asks.

"He must have. So we lay there, telling each other how good it had been. Of course, he was holding my breast - not just holding it - and I was holding his cock - not just holding it. As you said, we still had lots of time. When he slid his hand down and started rubbing my pussy, it was obvious that he wanted to do something again, and I did. Did he or I ask if he wanted to taste my pussy again? Of course, we didn't use that word. Whatever, he wanted to, and I wanted him to, and wanted to suck his cock again."

"Hmmm? Don't know if I did it so good, but he sure did, and he sure came good again." 

Kathy and Jane nod with slight smiles, glancing at each other. Jane murmurs: 

"Maybe I would, but not with any of the boys I have dated."

"Nor me, the boys, I mean. They sure wouldn't do that, and I'm not going the be the first one to suggest anything."

"Um-hmm, something like that," Jane agrees, looking at Laura and adding: You were very lucky that he did."

"I was, I am."

The others nod again, and they are silent for several seconds. Then Laura murmurs: 

"What you need is a boy you can teach; you know what you would want him to do with you, and then see if you want to do it with him. He may be surprised - shocked - but he will like it, want you to try and not complain if you decide you don't want to go all the way."




Their First Toys Ch. 05



Jane and Kathy respond with a very questioning "Hmm?" and glance at each other, then giggling. Kathy remarks: 

"We teach him?! Both of us?!" 

"Some poor guy we don't know?" Jane adds.

"And both of us?" Kathy asks.

"Just a wild idea that sprang in my head," Laura replies.

"Why both of us?" Jane asks.

"Oh? I guess so that he didn't think one of you - whichever one - was serious about him."

"Hmm? We're supposed to do all that with some guy, and he not think were serious about him?" Kathy asks.

"If you find him, he'll want to, want to do anything."

Kathy and Jane shake their heads wonderingly, glancing at each other.

"Just a wild idea," Laura says again.

"Very!" Kathy replies, Jane nodding. Then Jane remarks: 

"Guess we won't be seeing here so often."

"Maybe not," Laura replies, adding: "but you have each other, better than anything less than my junior."

Jane grins and asks: 

"Maybe he would like more company?"

"Hmm?! I won't ask him! And I don't want him to know how I've been enjoying myself until last night."

"I didn't mean it seriously, of course. Just another wild idea."

"Oh, I still want to taste your pussies, just not today."

"And we, yours," Jane replies, Kathy nodding.

They all smirk, nodding. Laura remarks: 

"Got to study," and gets up. 

"We do too," Kathy replies, Jane nodding.

Laura leaves.



Their First Toys Ch. 06



The story continues: 

Laura leaves. 

Kathy and Jane look at each other, exchanging quizzical expressions. One asks: 

"Do we really want to?"

"Do what she did?"

"Um-hmm."

"You want to?"

"Sounded good; I guess so. Don't you?"

"Hmm? If it happened. Can't imagine her scenario."

"No. But if we found him ...."

"Some boy that knew even less than we?"

"Hm-hmm! Just had seen naked girls in Playboy."

"Hmm! He'd be disappointed with me."

"Oh, he'd be eager to see a real life nude girl."

"And how are you going to find him, the poor innocent?"

"Just a wild idea."

"You want to, though?"

"Want to try what Laura did."

"Just get in bed with one of your dates and do it."

"Said I didn't want to, like you."

"Go study and get your mind off sex!"

"You too!"

They smile wryly and do study until dinner.

They don't return to the subject, but a few days later, Jane asks Kathy: 

"Know the Vietnamese boy?"

"Is there more than one?"

"Don't think so. He is in my French course, advanced placement, like me, having already taken French, but he's much better."

"And? Why did you ask?"

"He is very reticent, shy, although he is so good."

"And?"

"What Laura was saying."

"Hmm?! Like that? Hmm? You want us to teach him?"

"He hardly talks to anyone, probably because most of the people in his classes are older."

"And he is Vietnamese."

"Probably for that reason too."

"And you want to 'teach' him, want us to?"

"Just an idea; he should appreciate someone talking to him."

"Hmm? 'Talking to him'? Suggesting that he wants to meet a couple of girls, and then in their beds?"

"At least, it was an idea. I'll talk to him."

"And tell him that we want him to let us do that?!"

"Of course not. Just talk to him."

"Hmm? Don't know if I want you to."

" 'Bonne chance'."

"What's that mean?"

"Good luck in French."

"Then good luck."

It's a couple of days before Jane can sit next to him, and a couple more, before he acknowledges her with a shy smile. Leaving the classroom, she remarks: 

"You're Vietnamese, aren't you?"

"Um-hmm."

"Learned French at home? You're so good."

"Not really, but my family can speak it, and we have relatives in Paris, who got out early."

"That's nice."

"We're boat people."

"Oh, really? Lucky then?"

"Very."

"I'm impressed, that you are here."

"Very lucky."

"Hard work, learning English and then everything else to be accepted here."

"Um-hmm."

"Maybe my French helped."

"What's you name?"

"Duong."

"Does that mean something?"

"Hmm, yes, "virile," not very appropriate, I'm afraid."

"Why not? You're no wimp."

"Just feel like one here, alone, in this and another couple of courses for sophomores."

"Yeah, older. I'm just a frosh, had French in school, but can't speak it as good as you."

"Better than some others."

"Thanks. Like to believe you."

"You can, maybe not with as good pronunciation, but more fluently."

"Thanks again. Going to lunch?"

They sit together at lunch, talking more, and after their next class together. 

Kathy has been observing them and hears from Jane that he is becoming more open when talking with her, telling her about his family; that he is an only child, just a baby when his family escaped from Vietnam; that his French was so good because the family in Paris had invited him to spend a summer there. 

Kathy likes what she hears, but still questions that Laura's "wild idea" could materialize. Nonetheless, she agrees that Jane invites her to join them for lunch, not immediately, but after she has mentioned that she has a roommate. She does, and then Kathy joins them for lunch. Duong greets her rather formally, but with what she has already heard about him, they have a relaxed conversation. As they are getting up, he smiles and remarks: 

"Wow, sitting with two American girls. Nice."

"And nice, with you," Kathy replies.

"We don't bite," Jane adds, and they all smile.

"Till tomorrow?" he asks, the first time he suggests their meeting again.

"Yes, of course," they both reply.

That evening in bed together, while they are still just holding each other's breast, Kathy remarks: 

"He is nice, but ..."

"Um-hmm, but what?"

"I can't see how this could ever work out. Okay, if we got him here and started to take off our clothes, but how would we get him here?"

"Hmm? I don't know, either. Guess we would have to tell why, beforehand. But you would want to?"

"Hmm? I guess so, but not getting him here on some pretense ..."

"Like helping me with pronunciation," Jane interjects. 

"You've been thinking about that already!"

"Well, since he said it could be improved; something he could understand."

"And then we 'seduce' him?! That would be unfair; he's too nice and innocent to do that to him."

"Yeah, you're right. A guy we had been dating could probably be already thinking that might happen." 

"In his dreams, but that is why we can't do it with one of them."

"And if we did, he would talk."

"Hadn't thought of that, but of course." 

"But Duong wouldn't."

"Why?"

"Different upbringing. He wouldn't be so shy and reticent, if he had been running around 'the boys' in high school."

"Makes sense," Kathy agrees.

"Now that I said that, that is why we can't with one of our dates. Unless they thought that we were serious - just with one of us - they might brag about it."

"For sure, if we both did it with him!"

"Maybe Laura's 'wild idea' is better than we first thought."

"Still can't see it happening. Oh, I would do it with him."

"Me too."

"But how are you going to tell him that we both want to - want to use him for an experiment?"

"Can't tell him in the dining hall."

"But you would? 'Kathy and I want to do something with you, Duong. What? Just an experiment, something we can only do with male.'"

They both snicker, squeezing each other's breast. Jane snorts and replies: 

"And he would ask: 'Why me?' Need to explain that too." 

"Bonne chance!"

"Why me telling? We're in this together."

"I have to tell him? 'Duong, I'm still almost a virgin. Jane says with your help she can show me what to do.'"

"Hmm?! Also not likely, but if we keep talking, maybe we'll find a solution."

"You really do want to."

"Hm-hmm! Even if we didn't get to the experiment, it would be fun."

"You just want a cock. I have so little experience that I don't miss it."

"Because we know how to enjoy each other's pussy without one."

Jane's hand moves down between them. Kathy snorts and murmurs: 

"I was about to suggest that we just go to sleep."

It is several minutes before Jane crawls back around again. With wet faces they kiss. Kathy rolls over, drawing Jane's hand to her breast, and murmurs: 

"Why do we want to suck a cock?"

"Laura says it's so good."

"Hmm! Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Under the shower in the morning, Kathy murmurs: 

"If we do it - I doubt it - but if we do, won't he discover that we do together?"

"Hadn't thought of that. I guess so. Bothers you?"

"Not that we do, just that it could upset him."

"Hmm? Maybe. But if we do, by then he probably wouldn't mind. He'd know by then that it's just something else we do."

"Hmm? I guess so. I hope so."

"So do I."

"You want to."

"Don't you?"

"I don't know. Oh, I want to, just don't see how it can happen."

They meet Duong at lunch and have a nice conversation about courses and the college, nothing personal. As they are returning their trays, Jane suggests to him: 

"Want to take a walk?"

"If you want?" he replies with surprised but pleased expression.

Kathy's expression is just surprised. They leave the building, and Jane suggests a direction away from other students. Kathy has an apprehensive expression. It is much more apprehensive, when Jane turns to him and says: 

"Kathy and I want to do something with you."

He stops walking with a surprised expression, and they also stop. He glances back and forth at them and murmurs: 

"What?" glancing back to Jane.

She looks embarrassed, but musters a smile and replies: 

"Something we need a man for."

"Oh?! Why me?!"

He blushes, evident despite his darker teint, glancing again from one to the other, and then asks softly: 

"Both of you?!"

Kathy nods. With a flustered expression, he murmurs: 

"What?" then looking even more embarrassed.

Before they reply, now also with flushed cheeks, he adds: 

"I don't know anything about that." 

He almost stutters, admitting softly: 

"I'm a virgin."

Kathy nods and replies: 

"I'm almost one too."

He snorts, smiling at her admission and replies: 

"Just 'almost'."

"Only twice with a boy, so that we both wouldn't go off to college with no experience."

"Hm-hmm, more than I have."

He looks more relaxed. Kathy and Jane do too. Jane says: 

"That doesn't matter, but that's what we're talking about."

"And why me?"

Kathy wrinkles her nose and then replies: 

"Oh, this is difficult. Hmm! At least you haven't run away."

"Not yet," he answers with a smile, repeating: "Why me?"

Jane draws a deep breath and explains: 

"We want to do something we haven't - not sure we really want to."

"And with me?"

"You don't need any experience."

"Hmm?! Well, that's good. What?"

"Oh, this is embarrassing!" Kathy blurts out softly.

"Girls can do something else with a man," Jane murmurs.

"Don't you have boyfriends?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Kathy responds.

"Me? No. Sort of said that before. So why me?"

He glances back and forth at them again. Kathy looks at Jane, waiting for her to reply, who blushes again. After another deep breath, she says: 

"We don't want to try with the boys who have dated us. They're not boyfriends."

"They could think they were," Kathy adds. 

"But I'm not?"

"Not for both of us," Jane murmurs.

"Oh? But you both want to with me - whatever?"

The girls both nod, blushing again. After a moment, Jane murmurs: 

"You can with us."

Kathy nods and murmurs: 

"Anything you want," and then blushes again.

He also blushes and murmurs: 

"I don't know what, how."

"We'll show you," Jane replies, looking less embarrassed.

"Really?!" he asks with a surprised expression. 

The girls nod with smiles. They all suddenly begin to laugh, laughing longer than just for his remark. He catches his breath and says: 

"I must have been missing something in high school."

"I did too," Kathy agrees, giving him a smile.

"Hmm! Uh, I've never even really kissed a girl."

"We can take care of that," Jane replies with a grin.

They laugh again. He suddenly reaches down over his fly. Jane grins and says: 

"That's all right. Nice; you know what we're talking about."

"Hmm! Guess I do. You really mean it?!"

The girls nod again, smiling. Jane says: 

"Saturday morning, after breakfast. Bring a book. If you don't, well, we'll know that you've changed your mind."

"I hope you don't," Kathy adds, giving him another smile.

"Me too," Jane agrees, also smiling.

"Hm-hmm! Me too!" he responds, smiling and wobbling his head back and forth. He snorts and remarks: 

"In Asia, that's like nodding here."

"Good!" both the girls respond, nodding and then wobbling their heads like he had.

They all chuckle with grins, wobbling their heads again, and go their ways. 

Kathy and Jane lock little fingers again for a moment, more giggling that chuckling. Kathy remarks: 

"He really wants to!"

"Um-hmm."

"Sure scared me, when you suggested taking a walk."

"Me too, but it was all or nothing."

"Just blurting out: 'Kathy and I want to do something with you.'" 

"Did I say that?!"

"You did!" 

"Well, it worked."

"If he doesn't forget his book."

"Hm-hm-hmm! I'll remind him in class on Friday."

"And make him blush again?"

"Hm-hmm! If I also do?"

"I hope so!"

They both snicker. 

That was Wednesday. The following evenings, they discuss how it could be if he did come with them to their room. What should be their first move be; should they have their beds together, like they did when they were expecting Laura to join them? Did they want to tell her about what they hoped would happen, that her "wild idea" had been a success? But it wasn't yet!

And Jane doesn't have to remind him about his book. When he sees her in their class, he smiles and pats the book on his desk. When she tells Kathy about that, she adds: 

"I think I went all moist."

"Uhmm! You would, but we're in this together. Hm-hmm! What's a Vietnamese cock like?"

"I should know? Like all the other ones. Well, maybe not circumcised, like most of the ones here."

"What's the difference?"

"The other ones, you can rub the skin up and down on it."

"You have?"

"No, just know that's the difference."

"Better, that way?"

"Don't know yet, but I hope so."

Saturday morning they make their beds with fresh sheets and go to breakfast. Duong is already there, patting his book again as he smiles at them. When they join him, they all smirk, and he pats his book again. Kathy remarks: 

"Have a good breakfast, might miss lunch." 

She looks a little embarrassed at her remark, even before the others nod with slight smirks, then blushes and rubs a forearm over her breasts. Jane embarrasses her again, remarking: 

"Shouldn't have said that, if you didn't want them to pop out."

He snorts with a nod, smiling at Kathy and remarking: 

"I didn't see them."

"You will," Jane replies with a grin.

"Stop it! And yours too," Kathy replies, rubbing her other arm over her breasts, but grinning at Duong.

He nods with a mild smile and replies: 

"If you say so, better than reading Playboy."

"Not mine," Kathy replies softly.

He shakes his head with another smile. They eat their breakfast without further conversation, just exchanging smiles. When they have left the building, Jane asks: 

"What's the book?"

"Something I bought in Paris."

"And?"

"Something for you to practice your pronunciation on."

"Doesn't look like a classical author."

"No."

He grasps the book tighter and replies: 

"Maybe let you read it later."

"Like that?"

"Maybe." 

In silence they walk to the girls' room. When the door has been closed, they look at each other, for a moment longer, then Jane murmurs: 

"You know what is going to happen."

She begins to unbutton her blouse, nodding to Kathy, who then also starts to unbutton hers. He snorts with wide eyes. Their bras appear. Jane murmurs: 

"You can just wait, ... or not."

"Hmm! This could be embarrassing."

"Shouldn't be." 

He nods with snort and begins to unbutton his shirt. They all shuffle out of their shoes. Their skirts drop. He hums at the sight of their half nude bodies, as they shrug off their blouses. His pants fall, as they reach back and loose their bras. When they slide them down their arms, he hums again. Their nipples are aroused, and they are both blushing. Their hands involuntarily cover their breasts. He nods, shrugging off his shirt. 

When their eyes dropped down to the bulge in his shorts, he also blushes, then snorting and murmuring: 

"Didn't want it to be like that already."

"We did," Jane replies.

Kathy snorts and then nods. He looks at their breasts and murmurs: 

"Nice." 

"And not just in Playboy," Jane replies, stepping closer to him. He nods. She steps closer and slides her hand around his waist, reaching out to Kathy for her to do the same. When she does, their aroused nipples brush his chest. 

"This isn't real! Can't be happening to me."

"It is, for us too," Jane murmurs, drawing the three of them closer, then murmuring: 

"Kiss" adding: "first," offering her mouth. 

Their lips meet; Jane's tongue probes between her lips, between his, and then his responds. They both hum. After a few moments, Kathy murmurs: 

"Me too."

Jane retrieves her tongue and nods. He chuckles and turns his face to Kathy. Her eager tongue is in his mouth before his can respond, but then it does. Jane chuckles and starts to shove his underpants down. He starts in surprise, now with his tongue in Kathy's mouth, and again, when Kathy's hand tries to help. They stop kissing, as the girls' hands get it down on his hips, but it hangs on his cock. His hands find the elastics of their panties. They all chuckle, and the girls' other hands find the elastic of each other's panties, helping him. They chuckle again as they slide them over each other's ass.

When the girls' fingers then follow the elastic of his shorts around passed his hips, his stomach draws in sharply as he gives a surprised "uhn!" He grunts again, as their hands pull it out to free his cock, and murmurs:

"This is embarrassing!"

"For me too," Kathy murmurs.

"Shouldn't be," Jane replies, her hand pulling his shorts further out and down, letting his cock bob free.

"It is!" he remarks, before Jane's hand slides back around him, drawing their hips together. When his cock touches her, he snorts again with a sharp "uhn!" Jane's other hand draws Kathy's hips closer. His cock twitches, touching them both. Kathy gives a surprised: 

"Uhn!"

"Uhn-hnn," Jane responds, sliding her hand up his back, holding him closer and murmuring: 

"Kiss again."

He does, they do. When Kathy's hand also slides up, his also does, holding them both closer, and they all embrace. After a several seconds, Kathy's hand moves on his back, also touching Jane's arm. She nods, and he does, and turns his head to kiss Kathy. When Jane loosens her embrace, the others' hips turn closer, his cock rubbing up on her stomach. 

"Uhn!" she responds, thrusting her tongue in his mouth.

"Uhn-hnn," and he sucks it and holds their hips tighter together, his cock twitching between them.

Jane rubs both their asses and murmurs: 

"I thought you didn't know how to kiss."

Kathy retrieves her tongue and replies: 

"He does, you do," and kisses him lightly again.

"Easy to learn with two such good teachers. ... Oooh! I forgot! We're all naked!"

"Um-hmm!" the girls confirm with grins, both rubbing their hands up and down, rubbing his ass.

"Hmm!" he responds and then rubs theirs.

"Um-hmm," they agree.

"Shit! Shouldn't say that, sorry. This is too much! I haven't even seen a naked girl before, much alone kissed one - two!"

"And I haven't seen a naked man really; did it in the dark," Kathy replies.

"You haven't yet, really," Jane remarks, rubbing their hips.

Duong and Kathy snort, glancing at each other, and snort again, smiling wryly. As they all let their arms drop, he murmurs again: 

"This is really going to be embarrassing."

"He didn't see me either," Kathy murmurs.

They all separate, looking at each other's faces, smirking slightly. Then their eyes drop, first to the girls' breasts and aroused nipples, and then down to his cock, that has sunk to the horizontal. 

"Nice," Jane murmurs.

"Hmm! If you say so."

"Very nice," Kathy murmurs, glancing up at him with a smile.

"Very naked," he murmurs, his cock twitching.

"Um-hmm," Jane agrees.

Then she reaches out and says: 

"Give me your hand."

He does. She grasps his wrist and draws his hand up to her breast. He holds it, and she nods.

"Mine too," Kathy murmurs, and his other hand doesn't hesitate to reach up and hold one of her breasts. He hums with a smile, squeezing them, and murmurs: 

"Also very nice."

"Um-hmm," they both agree, returning his smile. Then Kathy looks down again and murmurs: 

"I want to hold it."

"Hmm? I guess so."

Her hand reaches out, and her fingers tentatively touch his cock. It twitches up against them. She snorts and rubs her fingers on the top of his cock, making it twitch again. She glances quickly up at his face and then rubs it again. As it presses up against her fingers, his skin moves with them.




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"Oh! That's funny, didn't know that," she murmurs. Jane nods with a chuckle and murmurs: 

"Go on; hold it." Kathy gives him another glance, waiting for his response. 

"I guess so," he repeats. 

She nods and looks back down, watching her fingers slip around it, moving his skin again. He gives a sharp hum, and she continues, experimenting with sliding his skin further. When she sees it roll up around the head of his cock, she giggles and murmurs: 

"That really is funny!" and does it again, and again. 

His stomach draws in sharply as he snorts, then saying: 

"Be careful, if you don't want to make something happen."

"Let her; she's never done it before," Jane replies, then adding: 

"But let's lie down first. I'll throw back the covers." 

When she turns to do so, Kathy looks back up at him with grin. He squeezes her breast, smiling wryly, and repeats his: 

"I guess so. ... Hmm! No one else has."

They both chuckle. Jane turns back and says: 

"Come, lie down with me. She can kneel on the floor and watch what happens."

"Sure didn't imagine anything like this," he murmurs, turning to watch Jane lie down and move over against the wall, lying on her side. 

For a moment, his eyes sweep up and down her body. She pats the bed, nodding with a smile. Kathy's fingers relax and let him join her. As soon as he is on the bed, she follows, dropping to her knees. Jane urges him to let her put her head on his shoulder, then reaching up to rub his cheek. Kathy is looking at his cock, now almost resting on his body, and looking at his sack. 

Can I touch them too."

Jane nods on his shoulder, and he agrees: 

"I guess so."

"Don't squeeze them," Jane advises. 

Kathy nods and slips her fingers between his thighs and under his sack, raising it up and gently fondling his balls. She glances up at the others' faces and murmurs: 

"I didn't think it would be anything like this, either."

They nod with smiles, and her eyes return to watch her fingers. After fondling his balls for another moment, they slide up onto his cock, this time sliding up on the back its head, finding the little crease of skin. His cock springs back to life. He moans sharply and complains: 

"That almost hurts there; it's so sensitive."

"Like us, you know where," Jane murmurs.

"But I can do the other?"

"Yes," Jane replies for him.

"I guess so," he agrees with chuckle.

Kathy's fingers slip around his cock again, and the roll of skin protects his most sensitive spot. Jane tells her to hold it tighter, and he nods. When she does, he moans, nodding again, then murmurs: 

"It's going to be all over the place," and moans again.

Jane nods with grin, but Kathy doesn't see it, staring at what her hand is doing. When his hips begin to twitch, she smiles to herself and murmurs: 

"Like us."

"Um-hmm!" Jane agrees.

His hips twitch harder, and then he gasps and grunts. Kathy sees his white semen shoot out of his cock, faster than she can follow it with her eyes, and reacts with her own sharp moan. The next shot is as strong, but then last ones land in her field of vision, finally just dribbling down on her fingers. He holds her hand still with a final moan.

She grins to herself and then at the others, chuckling, then looks at the creamy, white blobs: one almost at his neck, then a couple on his chest, and then on his stomach, in his hair, and on her fingers, a last drop still sliding down from his little slit.

"Really all over the place," she murmurs, looking back at Duong and Jane with a smile. Jane nods with a grin. He suddenly begins to laugh, grinning, finally catching his breath and saying: 

"This is too much! Hm-hm-hmm! I don't know how I thought my first time with a girl would be, but certainly not like this!"

The girls laugh with him, nodding. Jane replies: 

"And with two girls." 

Kathy nods and adds: 

"And we haven't yet shown you what we like. Hm-hmm! Besides doing this."

They all chuckle. After a moment, Jane murmurs: 

"Or why we really need your help."

She wipes up a blob on his chest and tastes it.

"You want to taste it?!" he asks in surprise.

She nods, giving Kathy a wry smile and then gesturing for her to taste it. Kathy is almost as surprised as he was. She wrinkles her nose, but nods and murmurs: 

"I guess so," glancing at the drops on his stomach, but then letting go of his cock and licking what is on her fingers.

"You do too?!" he remarks.

Kathy wrinkles her nose again, returning Jane's wry smile. She nods on his shoulder and then says: 

"We wanted to taste it. Tastes very strange, wanted to know that before we try it with a boyfriend."

"Try what?"

"Doing it with our mouth."

"Doing ...? You mean, ... making me come with your mouths?! In them?!"

The girls nod. Jane murmurs: 

"Some girls do and like it - like to do it, maybe not the way it tastes. And some don't do it, either because they are afraid of how it could taste, or never want to taste it again."

"Oh?! Really?! ... Hmm?! Well, I guess I've heard of it, but never really thought any girls would. ... And you want to?!"

The girls glance at each other with quizzical expressions, then smiling wryly and nodding. He is looking at Kathy and can feel Jane's nod on his shoulder. He snorts sharply and says: 

"You do! ... Oh? With me?!"

They nod again with impish grins. 

"Oh fuck! Oh, sorry! This is too much."

"Hm-hmm! We can do that too," Jane replies, and wipes up another blob and tastes it.

Kathy grins at him with a nod, and then also tastes the biggest blob she can find. He shakes his head in disbelief. The girls wipe up some more, sucking their fingers with grins, and he shakes his head again and murmurs: 

"I guess so; I guess you do." 

Kathy nods and looks down at his relaxed cock, then murmurs: 

"I've already tasted it," and picks up his cock, rising off her heels and leaning over him, and adds: 

"May as well try."

He gasps. Jane blurts out: "Kathy!"

His cock begins to fill her hand. She pulls his skin down and lowers her head. The head of his cock swells, and he gasps again. Her tongue licks, and then her head sinks lower, her lips slowly slipping around the head of his cock. 

"Oh! Oooh!" he responds, and Jane repeats: 

"Kathy!" but not in the same admonishing tone.

They both moan, watching Kathy's lips slip down in his groove, and then a little further. They both moan again, and Jane licks her lips. When Kathy nods and hums, he gives a more aroused moan, and then another. Jane is holding her breath, then exhales with moan in her throat. They both take a deep breath, holding it. Then Kathy raises her head. They see the shiny, wet head of his cock, and both exhale with relieved sounding moans. Kathy also looks at it, licking her lips, then looks over at them with a little apologetic smile. 

"You did," he murmurs. She nods, replying: 

"Um-hmm. Hmm?! I did - suck your cock."

"Sure surprised me," Jane remarks.

"Not like it did me," he enjoins.

"Or me, a little, but then, we'd talked about it, so why not? I'm going to like it."

"Sure looked like you were," Jane murmurs.

"I'd better get a washcloth, so you can clean up."

Kathy stands up and goes to the bathroom. When she returns, however, Jane is lying on him, kissing, then murmuring: 

"Want me to do it now? Or we could - well, not to use that word - keep you from staying a virgin."

"Hmm? You think I could again, already?"

"Sure looked like it before. Be fun to find out, either way."

"You wanted to show me what girls like. Seems like a good idea, first."

"But then! We can 'again, already'."

Kathy snorts and remarks: 

"You'd better show him, and then - hm-hmm! - he can show me what he learned, like kissing. He learned that real fast."

"And hasn't forgotten," Jane replies and thrusts her tongue back in his mouth. 

It's several seconds before Kathy can give them the washcloth. Jane sits back, straddling his legs, and cleans him up, starting with his soft cock. Then he sits up and wipes her, giving more than necessary attention to her breasts. She snickers and murmurs: 

"We also like to have them sucked," and rises up on her knees, her hands under her breasts, offering them to him.

He drops the washcloth and a second later one nipple is in his mouth and the other in his hand. Jane moans, giving Kathy a grin. Then her hand is fondling the back of his head, and she gives a chuckling moan, remarking: 

"Don't have to teach you how to do that."

A few seconds later, she urges him to suck her other nipple, humming in response. Then she murmurs: 

"Making me all wet; I'd better show you what else we like."

"Um-hmm!" he agrees, releasing her nipple and grinning up at her.

"Not just 'I guess so'?" Kathy asks. 

He glances over at her, shaking his head and replying: 

"Not after what you did. I'll do anything you want, at least, I think so."

Jane is already getting off him as they all chuckle, exchanging grins. Kathy remarks: 

"You probably want to see hers, like I did the first time."

"You saw 'hers'? Oh, yeah, I understand."

"So get down where I was."

"Hmm? I guess so. Hm-hmm! No, I do!"

He kneels on the floor, and Jane sits on the edge of the bed in front of him. Kathy murmurs that she'll hold her breasts for her and gets behind Jane. He chuckles when he sees her fingers find her nipples. Then Jane's fingers are on her hair, and he looks down, seeing them spread her pussy lips. He snorts as they reveal her pink inner lips and the hood over her clitoris. Her fingers move to let him see more. He hums with a nod, unconsciously licking his lips. Kathy snorts and pinches Jane's nipples in response, and Jane nods. 

She begins to rub her fingers over her clitoris and remarks: 

Some guys just think putting it in as what we like/need, but this is where we like most to arouse ourselves. It's very sensitive."

"Like where you didn't want me to touch you," Kathy adds.

"So we rub it like this, without touching it directly."

Jane demonstrates for a minute, humming as she arouses herself.

"Um-hmm," he acknowledges. 

"Can you see it now?" Jane asks, pulling up the front of her pussy: "a little round thing?"

He nods with a grin. Kathy explains: 

"Never touch it unless your fingers or whatever are slippery wet."

"'or whatever'?" he asks.

"Like your tongue."

"You want me to lick it?!"

"We do."

"You do?! Each others'?!"

Kathy blushes. Jane replies: 

"We know better than some guys what's good. So, why not? Just something very good that we can do together."

"Hmm?! You do? ... But, ... well, ... "

"We really like boys," Kathy replies: "if that's what you mean."

"Just lucky that we can also enjoy doing it with each other."

"Probably more girls do than admit it."

"Hmm?! If you say so."

"But, of course, we like it in us, fingers or a cock," Jane replies, Kathy nodding emphatically, then suggesting: 

"Yours, for example. Hm-hmm! Your cock, of course, but now, your fingers."

Jane nods with a smile. He looks surprised, but also nods. She says: 

"Let me start again, and then I'll tell you when; have to be all wet again."

He nods, and she begins again to arouse herself, with Kathy's fingers helping. She smiles at him and remarks: 

"When it's wet, it's all slippery, feels good, for the fingers, too."

He nods and holds up his hand. 

"Two fingers, and make them also squirm, not just in and out." 

Both he and Jane nod, she adding: 

"Make them squirm good."

He nods again, wiggling his fingers. Jane is then busy arousing herself. After a better moan, she murmurs: "Now," and the fingers of her other hand spread her pussy lips. He nods and gently probes with his middle finger, finding her opening. She nods, and he probes further, his index finger also finding its way into her. 

"Um-hmmm!" she encourages, and they both slide further into her pussy. Her other hand begins to rub again. His hand moves gently. Kathy instructs: 

"Squirm, fuck!"

His hand moves a little faster, and Jane nods with moan. 

"Harder," she demands softly.

"You can't hurt her," Kathy adds, Jane nodding again.

His fingers plunge faster and all the way into her pussy. Jane moans, nodding again. Then her other hand grasps his wrist, turning his palm up, and jerking his hand against her, in and out and up against the front of her pussy. Her thighs twitch, and Kathy moans with her, pinching and twisting her nipples, her thighs also twitch, squeezing Jane's hips. Then her hips began to twitch, pumping against the movement of his hand.

When she squirts, he almost jerks his fingers out of her pussy, but her hand forces him to continue, as she gasps and groans, her body convulsing in the hold of Kathy's hands. Finally, her fingers stop rubbing, and her other hand holds his still, as her thighs clamp together on them.

She gives a shivering groan, spasming again, and then slumps back against Kathy, who cups her hands around her breasts, holding Jane to her. When her thighs relax, flopping open, she releases his hand, and he slowly draws his wet fingers out of her dripping pussy, looking at it with wide eyes.

"Do all girls ..., do you always come like that?"

"When you do it right."

"Not all of us always that wet, and not always that good. I sure didn't with him, not at all, I'm afraid."

"But he didn't know any better," Jane replies.

"Sure didn't; I didn't either."

"Hmm? ... Oh? And you like it? Of course! I mean, like you said, doing it to each other?"

The girls both nod with smiles. Jane replies: 

"We taste better," and Kathy nods.

"And you want me to?"

He looks at his wet fingers and her wet pussy and murmurs: 

"I guess so."

"Weren't going to say that again," Kathy murmurs with a mild smirk."

He glances up with a wry smile, nodding, and then licks his fingers. He nods and murmurs: 

"Maybe you do. Sure surprised me when that happened, my hand suddenly all wet."

"The best thing that can happen," Jane replies, and Kathy nods again.

"Hmm! Hm-hm-hmm! This is something! Sounds like I'm luckier than some guys."

"We hope so," the girls reply in unison. 

They all chuckle. He looks at Kathy and asks: 

"And you want me to do it to you?"

"Mmmm! Just if you want to."

"You did to me."

"But not all the way."

"But I will," Jane enjoins emphatically.

"Even if you don't make me come that good," Kathy adds.

"Hm-hmm! I'll try, ... like you did."

"Hm-hmmmm! Please!"

"Got to stretch my legs," he replies, nodding with a smirk. 

While he stands up, the girls exchange places. When Kathy spreads her thighs, he gives her a grin and drops back down between them, staring at her less hairy pussy, its lips clearly visible and already revealing the edges of her inner lips. Jane squeezes Kathy's breasts and holds her thighs tighter against her hips. As he leans down, she murmurs: 

"Start at the bottom; make her wet." 

"And then it's like kissing, using your tongue."

"Like when you were sucking and licking and nibbling on my nipples."

He nods and does what they have suggested. His tongue licks tentatively for a second or two and then slips between her lips. He hums and lets it explore. When it finds her opening, he hums again and probes in it. He chuckles in his throat and murmurs: 

"You do taste good; at least, I like it."

"She tastes even better, if you can make her come like I did," Jane replies, squeezing Kathy's nipples.

She nods with a hum and rubs Jane's thighs. They watch him - Kathy with aroused moans, Jane with encouraging ones. When he begins to concentrate on her clitoris, Kathy gives a more emphatic moan, and Jane murmurs: "Yeah, like that. Suck!"

His lips press around her pussy. Her pelvis rocks up against his mouth, as she responds with a pulsing moan. When his tongue returns to her opening, she grasps his head with both hands, urging him to return to her clitoris, demanding: 

"More!" and then gasping. 

"Fingers!" Jane commands.

Kathy nods and then moans, chuckling, and then loses control of her hips, whimpering, almost laughing. With a gasp, her body spasms, and his fingers make sloshing noises in her pussy. Jane's thighs clamp against Kathy's hips, as she also moans, hugging her to her breasts.

Finally, Kathy stills with long whimper, releasing his head and slumping back against Jane. He raises his head, nodding, only after moment smiling slightly. Then he nods with a grin and drops his head back down, lapping up the length of her pussy. Kathy gives a sharp, surprised moan, then chuckles as his tongue laps up more of her pussy juice. He raises his head again with a grin and remarks: 

"Does taste better, real good!"

"Not as good as it felt," Kathy replies, sitting up and drawing his head up, kissing his wet face and then his mouth, her tongue as eager as his had been everywhere in her pussy. Jane murmurs: 

"Should have done that too."

Kathy retrieves her tongue and murmurs: 

"He didn't kiss your pussy."

"But I want to," he replies, grinning at Jane.

"Not before I make you let me taste you again."

"I've got to go," Kathy remarks, changing the subject.

"Didn't want to suggest it," he replies and moves to let her get up.

When Jane says: "Me too," he lets her follow Kathy. Jane remarks: 

"Come along. If we can do everything else together, ..."

He shrugs and follows them. Kathy sits on the toilet, giving him a wry smile as she begins to go. Jane smirks and says: 

"Want to see me go in the shower?"

"Jane!"

"Oh, okay. It was just a question. Hm-hmm! But you can let us see you go," she says to him, adding: "Won't be the first time."

"Hmm? For you, maybe."

"But for me," Kathy remarks, then says to Jane: 

"Give me your washcloth; mine's still on the bed."

Jane moistens it and hands it to her. He watches her use it, snorting. Then Jane stands up and uses it. He steps up to the toilet, raising the ring, and mutters: 

"Well, here goes."

The girls watch his stream arch out. Jane murmurs: 

"For me too, actually; just didn't want you to think it was too unusual to see."

"Hmm! I did," he replies, shaking his cock, then adds: "Better also wash my hands and face."

Jane hands him her washcloth and flushes, then says: 

"And it too; don't know if I want to taste that too." 

"Oh! I forgot you wanted to do that."

"I didn't."

They all chuckle, and he also washes his cock.

Back in the room, they look at each, smiling a little uncertainly. Kathy says softly: 

"I'll just watch. I want to, too, but can wait."

Jane gives her an appreciative nod. He looks at Jane and murmurs: 

"You really want to?"

"That's why we're here. Sit down, ... like we did."

"I guess so. I mean, if you want to. Sure felt good before."

"And I liked it," Kathy adds.

"I will too, even better," Jane murmurs, dropping to her knees, as he sits down. 

Kathy looks around and then moves a chair to where she can watch, smirking at him as she spreads her thighs and puts a hand between them. Then she watches what Jane is doing, absentmindedly moving her fingers on her pussy. Jane murmurs:

"Oh, this is going to be good; I never really could play with one before, and then it was already stiff, and not like yours, able to move the skin like that."

His cock is already fuller - still down between his thighs - but her fingers first slip under his balls, exploring at jostling them in his slack sack, discovering that thumb and fingers can close around it above his balls. 

"Fun?" he murmurs.

"Um-hmm!" she responds, giving him a grin. 

His cock has risen higher, moving slightly with each heart beat. The fingers of her other hand slip gently around it, the others still fondling his balls. As they move his skin, she murmurs: 




Their First Toys Ch. 06



"Just got to play with it. I am going to do it."

"Have fun; I am," he replies, watching her.

"Me too," Kathy enjoins.

The others both glance at her, seeing that her fingers are now moving more purposefully. Then the three of them return to watching Jane's hand, how it is experimenting with how far it can slide his skin in both direction. He complains with an "uhn!" when she tries to pull it too far down his erect cock, but they all chuckle, when it shows how far it can push his foreskin up around his knob.

She does that a couple of more times, and then a clear drop oozes out of his little slit. 

"Hmm? What's that?" she murmurs, another one following, as her hand slides up again. She leans down and catches them with her tongue. His cock twitches, and he chuckles.

"Oooh! Just nice and salty," she murmurs, then adding: "enough playing."

She leans down again and licks another drop from his slit and then circles it with her tongue. When it finds his most sensitive spot, his cock twitches up, away from her tongue, as he responds with another sharp "uhn!"

She nods, and her tongue finds his slit again, staying on it as she lowers her head, her lips around the tip of her tongue, and then slipping down around the head of his cock. It twitches, but can't escape, as he moans sharply, and her lips slip further, into his groove. He gasps and murmurs: 

"I'll come in two seconds if you keep licking there."

"Don't want that," Kathy murmurs.

He glances over at her, nodding with just a twitch of his mouth. They return to watching Jane, her lips slipping further down his cock, then up a bit, and then even a little further down, and again like that. Then, when she raises head slightly, they see the skin move with it, but he complains: 

"Don't bite too hard."

Kathy nods with an understanding smile. Jane's head also nods, but for an entirely different reasons, without moving his skin. He moans, throwing his head back with his eyes closed, breathing shallowly. Jane's head is bobbing, her lips coming up to his groove. Her cheeks drawn in.

"Uhn! Don't suck so hard!"

Her cheeks flatten again, but her head keeps bobbing. Kathy has both hands between her thighs and is moaning softly, her eyes half closed. His hips are beginning to twitch.

"Uhn! Oh!" he gasps, and then grunts with a thrust of his hips. Jane moans, her cheeks drawing in again, as she bobs her head faster, moaning with each thrust of his hips and his accompanying grunts. Kathy's moans have also become louder. 

"Enough! Stop!" he cries out softly and holds Jane's head still, but moans again, a pained moan, and another, and pushes her head back. The glistening head of his cock springs up, bobbing a couple of times and then twitching. He gasps in relief. She looks up at him, hardly smiling as she licks her lips.

"Shit! I almost came," Kathy complains softly, her thighs twitching on her now still hands.

"I sure did! You really wanted it like that?" he replies, looking down at Jane.

She nods with a better smile, murmuring: 

"Just like that. Hmm? Sure was a lot."

He nods and draws her up. She licks her lips with a grin, and they kiss, chuckling as their tongues caress, taking turns thrusting in the other's mouth. Kathy watches them, then remarking: 

"Looks like you both want to do it all over again."

"Um-hmm!" they agree, nodding, still kissing, then looking at her. He grins and says: 

"I haven't yet - with her."

"And I haven't yet with you," Kathy replies with a grin, then looking at Jane and asking:

"You really liked it?"

"More than I expected. Hm-hmm! That too, but I wanted it, and it was so good doing it."

"Mmmm!" Kathy hums, grinning at him and licking her lips.

"For me too, but not right now."

"I can wait, a little frustrated that I couldn't come with you."

"Shouldn't have tried," Jane replies with a grin.

"I guess so," Kathy replies.

"That's my line - was," he replies, and they all chuckle. Then he smirks and tells her: 

"I haven't sucked your breasts yet."

Her nipples pop out. Jane replies: 

"That isn't all you haven't done yet," but moves out of the way to let Kathy stand where she had been kneeling. 

She offers him her breasts, and he sucks. One of her hands returns to her pussy. When he starts to suck her other one, Jane's hand finds her own pussy. She murmurs to herself: 

"Was all wet," and then louder to him: 

"Now you can just watch; we want to show you how we do it."

He and Kathy start. Jane adds: 

"She didn't come, and I went all wet while I was doing that."

"Hmm? But I still want to with you," he replies. 

"You want to?" Kathy asks her.

"Don't you?"

"Hmm? I guess so."

"My line, but I can just watch. Couldn't do much more."

Jane is already rubbing Kathy's ass, her fingers rubbing closer to her pussy. He murmurs: 

"Don't need me for this," and moves off the bed. 

Jane's hand pushes Kathy forward. She lets it shove her down on the bed, chuckling and repeating: "I guess so," but immediately rolling over to make space for Jane, waiting with her thighs open for her to join her. As she does, he wobbles his head with a grin and sits on the chair that Kathy had used.

While he watches them curl up together with obvious practice, his hand finds his soft cock and balls. Fondling them unconsciously, he hums as they bury their faces between each other's thighs. He shakes his head slight with a smile, as they continue, hugging the other's hips to their face, soon making moist noises. His cock isn't really stiff, just filling his hand, even when a finger finds his most sensitive spot. When he sees one girl's fingers creeping into the other's crevice, he snort, and snorts again, when he sees that the arm of the other one moves to let her hand do the same, their fingers obviously close in behind the other's pussy. When they both respond with a moan, he snorts again, shrugging with puzzled expression. 

A minute or two later, their hips are twitching, and he hears even wetter noises, and then it is obvious that they are having their orgasms. His cock is stiff, but his hand just absently moving on it. 

He waits for them to roll apart. When they do, he sees their wet faces. The first one to look at him snorts and murmurs: 

"We've got company."

The other's head snaps around. She also snorts and murmurs: 

"Forgot. Hi!"

"Hi. Must have been good."

"Um-hmm!" they both reply, nodding with grins. One glances down at his hand and asks: 

"For you too?"

"Oh? Not really, just happened to hold it."

He lets go of his cock, and it sags down. They smirk and sit up. One murmurs: 

"We usually kiss too."

They do, embracing each other, demonstrating that they also like to use their tongues that way. He murmurs: 

"Good thing that I know that you like to kiss me."

"And not just kiss," one replies, the other nodding with a grin, then saying: 

"We've got to go again."

"Maybe not really, but we do."

"Hmm? In the shower?"

"Hm-hmm! If you want to see? Have to wash ourselves, anyway."

"Guess nothing can surprise me now."

"That's good."

"Except that I want to wash him."

They all chuckle. The other replies: 

"Rock, paper, scissors?"

"What's that?" he asks.

"Like drawing straws to see who wins."

"Hmm?" 

The other one wins, grinning and saying: 

"I wanted to, too. Use the toilet and watch us."

"No one asked me if I had preference."

"We hope not," the girls reply together.

"Good thing that I don't."

They all smile with nods and go to the bathroom. In the shower, when she warns him: 

"I'm going to go," he starts, but then snickers as her weak stream more dribbles than arches out. The one on the toilet remarks: 

"I could have done that better."

"You lost!" 

"Wash!"

With many chuckles, they wash each other. When her hand slides down in his crevice, he asks: 

"There too? That surprised me."

"Oh?! Hmm? Of course, you saw. Feels good, then."

"Sure surprised me."

"I guess so."

"My line."

"Um-hmm. Show you."

Her fingers do. He snorts, in surprise, and then with a chuckle, and says: 

"Maybe so."

"Mine too."

"Hmm!"

He does. Her response is a warmer chuckle. 

"You two!" the other girl complains.

"Bad luck, maybe next time," her roommate replies.

"Next time?" he asks.

"If you want?"

"We do." 

"And we haven't done everything yet."

"You're still a virgin."

"Hmm?! I guess so."

They all chuckle. The one on the toilet says: 

"You can wash me too - hehe! - now that I know that you can."

He does, now with no reservations. She doesn't wash him, but then soaps her hand and also rubs him there. The other one has found a third towel for him, and they all dry themselves, grinning and snickering as they watch each other make a demonstration of drying breasts, pussies, cock and balls.

Back in the room, one girl notices the time and exclaims: 

"We just missed lunch!"

"Your fault, wanting to do that too," he replies.

"It was worth it," the other replies. The others nod with grins.

"You're our guest," the first one says, asking: 

"Hamburgers?"

"Or Chinese? I like spicy food."

"Hmm? If you really mean it, Chinese."

"Take away."

The story continues; they still have a lot to do after lunch.  



Their First Toys Ch. 07



They all chuckle. The one on the toilet says: 

"You can wash me too - hehe! - now that I know that you can."

He does, now with no reservations. She doesn't wash him, but then soaps her hand and also rubs him there. The other one has found a third towel for him, and they all dry themselves, grinning and snickering as they watch each other make a demonstration of drying breasts, pussies, cock and balls.

Back in the room, one girl notices the time and exclaims: 

"We just missed lunch!"

"Your fault, wanting to do that too," he replies.

"It was worth it," the other replies. The others nod with grins.

"You're our guest," the first one says, asking: 

"Hamburgers?"

"Or Chinese? I like spicy food."

"Hmm? If you really mean it, Chinese."

"Take away."

Her roommate nods, and then he does. They get dressed, chuckling as underpants and bras cover what they have been playing with. When they have all their clothes back on, Kathy remarks: 

"Just normal people again."

"More like crazy people," he murmurs.

The girls nod emphatically, grinning, and they leave the room. They suppress their chuckles and snickers on the way to the Chinese restaurant, also there, waiting for their food, and then on their way back to the girls' room.

When the girls immediately start to get undressed, he snorts in surprise, murmuring: 

"I thought we'd eat with our clothes on."

"Why? We like to be naked, don't we?"

"You do, when you come from the bathroom that way and want to do something."

"You too!"

"You two!" he remarks, but also starts to get undressed, murmuring: 

"Is this 'next time'?"

"Not yet."

In the bag with their food, they find chopsticks and plastic forks and spoons. He shows them how to use chopsticks. They try, but then complain that it would take too long for them to finish, smirking at him. 

"Hmm! Then 'next time'?"

"As soon as we finish."

"Everything we haven't done yet."

"Uh-oh!"

"You don't have to do much, just do it to Jane and let me do it to you. No, I want to do it first."

"And then - oh, good thing I do it first - then it's my turn again."

"But I want to, too."

"What?"

"The only thing we won't have done, but you don't have to do anything, just lie there and let us."

"And then you won't be a virgin anymore."

"You think I can?! Three more times?"

"Just let us try."

"Hmm?!"

"You have a name to live up to: Duong, the Virile."

"Your parents will be proud they named you so well."

"Hmm! Don't mention them; they liked that I was so studious and not interested in girls. I was, just shy, you know, boat people. And besides, I was named after an uncle who died in the war." 

"Oh! Sorry."

"But the name is still appropriate; we think so."

"And we don't think you're shy anymore."

"Not with you two, at least."

They all smile and continue eating, but only for a couple more bites. Then Kathy remarks: 

"I don't think we'll finish it all. Besides," and she grins: "I want my dessert."

"Uh-oh!" he responds, but nods with a smirk and adds: 

"But I thought desserts were always sweet."

"Not the one I want."

"Oh! ... then: 'I guess so'."

The girls grin at his having quoted himself. He smiles and says: 

"Thank you for lunch. Guess it is only appropriate that I add what little I can to the meal."

Kathy grins with an emphatic nod. Jane gives a resigned smile, also nodding, then also grins and says: 

"But after Kathy's, you'll get yours, mine."

They all snicker, nodding and putting aside their eating utensils. Kathy murmurs: 

"Like Jane did it." 

He moves to the bed; Jane moves the chair back to where it had been before; and Kathy drops to her knees in front of him and looks at his unaroused cock. She murmurs: 

"Looks sweet, like the babies I diapered as a babysitter."

"Just 'looks' sweet," Jane comments from the chair.

"Sweet enough to want to suck."

Kathy immediately raises his cock, before his foreskin slips off its head, and opens her mouth wide enough to get more than its head in her mouth without moving his skin back. She chuckles, also the others, and sucks his cock a little deeper. He chuckles again, nodding. 

"Uhn-hnn," Kathy responds, holding her head still. Jane snorts and murmurs: 

"I know what's happening."

He gives her a grin, as Kathy nods. She nods again with an "Uhn!" and draws her head up a little, and then a little more, and then even more. He moans. The corners of Kathy's lips curl up. He moans again and asks: 

"You want your dessert already? If you keep doing that, ..."

She nods, but lowers her head. He sighs with a nod and murmurs: 

"Better. Hm-hmm! Shouldn't eat so fast, gulp down your food - dessert."

Jane almost laughs. He looks over and sees that she has a hand in her crotch. She waves her fingers at him with a grin and returns them to her pussy, remarking: 

"But then she will have to gulp."

They snicker, nodding. Kathy raises her head, letting his cock bob up, and complains facetiously: 

"Can't you let me have my dessert without telling me how?"

While the others chuckle, grinning at each other, she grasps his cock and puts it back in her mouth. A second later, he moans, his cock twitching, and murmurs: 

"I guess so."

None of them responds to his having repeated himself again. He is moaning, his eyes staring down at his twitching cock in Kathy's mouth, seeing only her cheeks drawing in and relaxing. Jane's fingers are rubbing, as she moans, her mouth open, her tongue moving on her lower lip, looking like it was wanting to lick something else. His hips twitch, once, and then again, and then again, and then quickly a couple of times. He gives a shivering groan, throwing his head back, his eyes almost closed, and then gasps, his hips rocking up more strongly, his cock thrusting in the grasp of Kathy's hand and in her mouth, as he grunts. 

She moans, nodding her head, and moans again, her hand jogging on his cock, moaning with each thrust of his cock, as he gasps and grunts. His hand finds her head, holding it down further on his cock. "Uhn!" she responds, as he gives a relieved moan. She forces her head up. He response with a pained "uhn-hnn!" pressing her head down again. 

She nods slightly and then holds her head still with a satisfied sounding moan. He moans again and then lets her raise her head, with another short moan before his cock escapes her lips, still in her hand. He looks back down, seeing her lick her lips, and then lick his cock again, making him moan again. 

"Fuck!" he mutters. 

Kathy nods, licking her lips again and then looking up at him with a nod. Jane has given up on rubbing her pussy and also nods, licking her own lips, her fingers pressing her pussy lips together.

There is a long moment of silence in the room. Then he murmurs: 

"Sorry, shouldn't have said that, but sh... - not that either - that was good."

"My dessert. Very good. ... Hm-hmm! Had to gulp! A couple of times."

She kisses the head of his cock and finally lets it drop. Her fingers find his balls in his very slack sack, fondling them. She murmurs: 

"I could suck them too. Would that feel good?"

"Hmm? I should know? For you or me?"

"For you."

"Probably, try," Jane suggests.

He glances at her with a smile. Kathy immediately scrunches down and shoves one between her lips, sucking it in her mouth. He hums and and says: 

"It does. ... Oooh! When you lick it! ... Don't bite! I need it!"

Kathy's mouth had closed around his ball. Jane snorts and replies: 

"We do too!"

Kathy nods and lets it slip out of her mouth, looking up at him with a chuckle, then rising up off her haunches, licking her lips and demanding: "Kiss!"

After watching them for several seconds, Jane remarks: 

"If we also hadn't done it that good, I could become jealous."

Kathy nods and replies: 

"Even if; you know what he's going to do now."

He nods with a grin. Kathy adds: 

"She tastes even better than I do."

"No, I don't," Jane replies, licking her lips with a grin. 

"Let him decide; we can't really taste ourselves."

"Mmmm! Oh? I'm not going to tell."

"Just taste me!" Jane replies, standing up and approaching the bed.

He and Kathy change places, she scooting back on the bed to let Jane sit in front of her. She almost grabs her breasts, as Jane draws her thighs up holding them, her pussy swelling out, her pussy lips already open. He hums with a glance up at her and lowers his head, his tongue sweeping up between her pussy lips. 

"You already taste good," he murmurs, and then his tongue is back licking and trying to make her taste even better. Jane and Kathy chuckle, Jane's hands encouraging Kathy's fingers to arouse her nipples. He doesn't need any instructions this time, and Jane doesn't do anything to suggest that she wants to prolong her arousal.

When she comes with twitching hips and moans, his fingers making wet noises in her pussy, she gasps and wants more, and gets it from his now experienced tongue and fingers. When he rises up, grinning, his face wet with her pussy juice, she sees his aroused cock. 

Fuck me!" she demands, then exclaiming: "ouch!"

Kathy has pinched her nipples and complains: 

"That's unfair!"

"He wants to. Fuck me!"

He doesn't need a third invitation. With an apologetic expression at Kathy, he lets Jane guide his cock to her wet pussy. They both moan, as he presses it into her. Kathy moans in empathy, squeezing Jane's breasts, who reaches up and draws him to her, her mouth seeking his and finding it.

For a few moments, just their tongues are moving, then she murmurs: "Fuck!"

He does, moaning. Her hands slide down and encourage him, as she also moans, rocking her hips up to meet his thrusts. Her feet lock behind him, and their hips slap together. Kathy's thighs twitch against Jane's hips, as her fingers maul her nipples. But that only seems to increase her arousal. When she begins to exclaim softly: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! ..." Kathy shakes her head in surprise, but continues to arouse Jane's nipples. 

After only a couple more of Jane's "fucks," she and he are gasping. With a grunt, he thrusts his cock even harder into her pussy, his body spasming, waiting a moment, and then pumping it again and again in her with more grunts, her hips rocking up, meeting his hips, despite the convulsions of her body in the grasp of Kathy's hands.

He gasps a final time and drops down over them. Three stomachs rise and fall as they all recover. Kathy's hands hold Jane's sides, and hers embrace him. Finally, Jane finds his mouth again, then murmuring: 

"God, that was good! It isn't always."

"It sure isn't," Kathy agrees softly."

He rises up a little, fondling Jane's breasts, and then trying to find Kathy's under Jane. Jane nods, pulling herself up so that they can, then replying:

"Yeah, for us. Guess guys always come and think that it was good, good enough."

"I won't," he replies, rising up and pulling Jane up, and they kiss again. 

"Come, lie down," Kathy suggests, moving around and stretching out against the wall.

"Between us," Jane murmurs and moves to let him join Kathy.

When he has, she stretches out next to him with her thigh on his, reaching over and rubbing Kathy's breast before her hand holds his side. He gets his arm also under Kathy's head, and then her thigh also slides up on his. She rubs Jane's breast in return and also holds him. He hugs them and murmurs: 

"Don't quite know how I got here, but it's being wonderful."

"Um-hmm," they agree, rubbing his sides, one adding: nap."

They all nod, and the girls roll a little closer over him. They relax, his thighs rolling apart to let theirs slip a little between them. After a moment, Jane's hand finds his and pulls it up on Kathy's breast. His other hand finds hers, and they murmur in turn: "nice," their fingers moving a little, and are silent. 

Suddenly he starts, his thighs twitching, and exclaims: 

"Oh shit! Sorry! Rubbers, protection?!"

"Pill," they both reply.

"Thank God! Should have asked before," and he squeezes their breasts.

"We would have told you before, in time." 

"Hmm? Not so sure," Jane remarks.

"Would have been your own fault, wanting it both ways like that," Kathy replies.

"Anyway, I don't even have any."

"Hm-hmm! Virgins don't need them, as long as they stay one," Jane remarks.

"But you're not anymore."

"Congratulations!"

"Hardly deserved; just doing what I was told."

"And very well!"

"Um-hmm!" the other girl agrees, hugging him. 

He holds them closer, squeezing their breasts again and murmurs: 

"Thanks for telling me."

"Thanks for doing it," Jane replies. 

"Lots of thanks. Hmm? About - oh, I can't count them."

They all chuckle. Kathy's hand slides down over his soft cock. As her fingers gather up his balls, she murmurs: 

"But one more, for sure."

"Um-hmm, but I thought we were going to take a nap," he replies.

"Like this then, just to remind us." 

She moves her fingers; he nods, squeezing her breast; Jane also nods. They are silent and relax, breathing easily, eventually dozing, then slipping into deeper sleep.

The December light in the room is dimmer, when his cock stirs. Her fingers let it. His balls have slipped from from their hold. It slips passed her fingers, just her thumb resting in his hair at the base of his cock. When it begins to rise, her fingers stir, apparently missing it, and then find it, holding it loosely. 

Her eyes open. She snorts softly, and her fingers hold his now erect cock more consciously. When they jog on it gently, he also snorts, and she does, holding it tighter. He nods and squeezes her breast, murmuring: 

"Nice, but I've got to go; why it's like that."

"Oh? That happens, when you have to?"

"Um-hmm, wakes me up in the morning."

"Hm-hmm! Then you'd better go."

"Now I have to, too," Jane remarks

"For once, I was the last one to say so," Kathy replies. 

They chuckle and get up. His cock is still sticking out. In the bathroom, Jane snickers and suggests that he go in the shower. He does, while the girls use the toilet. They all wipe themselves with Jane's washcloth and return to the room. Kathy remarks to Jane: 

"You're going to have to watch again."

"I guess so," she replies, giving him a smile for her using his line, then looking at his cock and adding: 

"Doesn't look like it knows what's going to happen."

"It will! Lie down again; I'll tell it."

"Hm-hmm! With your "lingua franca," your French tongue.

He nods with a smirk and lies down. Kathy grins and scrambles up between his thighs, snickering and saying: 

"Hello cock. Don't know about speaking French, but you should understand my tongue just the same."

"It will," he replies.

"Looks like it already has," Jane enjoins, seeing his cock begin to lengthen, as she sits down on the chair. 

Um-hmm!" Kathy agrees. A moment later, it's in her mouth again, and a few moments later, it is stiff in her hand, and he is moaning. Kathy lets it spring up and begins to rub her pussy, licking his most sensitive spot. She can only give it a lick, making it spring up. They both snort, and then she licks it again, making it spring away from her tongue. She does that a few more times, and then moans. Her finger finds her opening, and she nods with another moan.

After another lick, she moves up over him, straddling his hips. She pulls his cock back, rubbing it between her open, moist pussy lips, and finds her wet hole. They are both hardly looking at each other, their eyes half closed, moaning, as she leans forward over him and slowly lowers her hips. The head of his cock disappears in her pussy, and they both moan again, and again, as her pussy slides further down on his cock. 

"Uhnn! Hold still!" he mutters and holds her hips, before they can move lower. She freezes with an "Uhm-hmm," nodding. After a moment, he gives another soft grunt. She nods, murmuring: 

"I can't keep my pussy from doing that."

"Hmm? I guess so; can't keep my cock from twitching."

They exchange wry smiles, chuckling. 

"Like that." 

"Like that, too."

They chuckle again, this time with slight grins. He lets her hips move lower. They both stop breathing until they are touching his, and then both draw a deep breath. She relaxes, her hips pressing down on him. They nod and repeat: 

"Like that."

"Like that, too."

His hands slide up and fondle her breasts. She nods and murmurs: 

"You can do that," after a few moments asking: "Kiss too?"

He nods, and she drops lower over him. On the chair, Jane has been rubbing her pussy, but pauses to watch them kiss. His arms slide around Kathy. When her hips rock once, his hands slide down to hold them still. "Like," "Like," they murmur. 

"Couldn't help it, my hips just wanted to," she adds.

"Mine too, but I'm afraid what will happen if they do."

"Not yet! We want to enjoy this as long as possible."

"Um-hmm!" But if they do?"

"Maybe I should sit on them again."

"I guess so. Hm-hmm."

With a chuckle, Kathy sits up straight, making him moan as his cock is drawn back. His hands find her breasts again. She nods with a smile, but murmurs: 

"Going to make my pussy 'like' your cock again."

"Promise?! Maybe it can stand it."

He plays with her nipples and then grins, remarking: 

"Oooh! It does!"

"It does, too!"

"Hmm! I'm going to come before you two really start," Jane complains.

They both turn to look at her. Kathy grins, replying: 

"My turn, my way."

"Mine too," he agrees.

Jane snorts, wrinkling her nose. He responds: 

"Oh, it was great with you, so arousing; couldn't have done anything else at that moment."

"I guess so. I couldn't have, either, and it was obviously what I wanted."

"Overworking that four-letter word for it," Kathy remarks.

"Did I?!" 

"You did; must have been what you wanted."

"It sure was. Go back to enjoying yourselves, and I'll try not to disturb you."

"Same here," Kathy replies and looks back at him with a grin.

She chuckles and begins to rock her hips to and fro. 

"Oooh! ... Mmmm! ... Okay, I guess." 

"Uhm-hmm! I hope so; feels good."

"And how!"

"Like this too?" and she rocks her hips sidewise on his.

"Um-hmm, ... I guess so."

"Hm-hmm! Not so sure?"

"All right, ... for now."

"This is fun."

"Sure is!"

"Hm-hmm! Like 'like' and 'like'."

"Oooh, yes!"

"You made it twitch."

"Didn't you?"

"I guess so; I tried ... that time."

"Sit still and try again."

She sits still, smirking at him.

"Oooh! You did!"

"Hm-hmm! Didn't really know I could do that."

"Again; you can."

"Oh, this is so much better than I expected!" 

Before he can do more than nod, she drops down on him again and cover his mouth with hers. He embraces her again, and for a while just their mouths are making wet noises. When her hips twitch, he lets them. Then they more than twitch, rising off his. He responds with moan, nodding. She moans in return and lets her hips ride further up and down on his cock, too far. It springs out of it. She gives a disappointed groan. His hand quickly finds it and then it is back in her pussy. She moans with a nod, as her hips sink back down, still for a moment, then she begins to fuck him again.

His hips begin to rise to meet hers, slapping together. Their moans both sound desperate, and then he grunts with strong thrust of his hips. She nods sharply with an "uhn-hnn!" waiting for his hips to move again, and then fucking him as fast as she can. When he groans and his hips still, she demands: 

"More! Fuck!"

He does. She begins to whimper and then gasps, and their slapping hips suddenly sound very wet. She gasps and whimpers for a few more wet slaps and then collapses on him, gasping deeply and exhaling with long moans. He hugs her to him, breathing just as deeply.




Their First Toys Ch. 07



Jane is still rubbing her pussy with both hands, one now very wet. When she sees Kathy collapse, she nods slowly and stops moving her fingers, then looking down at them with a resigned sigh. She pulls the three out of her pussy and sucks them, snorting and muttering softly: 

"Well, I came once, anyway." 

She sits and watches them, seeing their bodies move as their stomachs rise and fall against each other. It's a minute or two before she sees his hands rub Kathy's back, rubbing down to hold her ass. When he jiggles it, she snorts with a nod and raises her head off his shoulder and kisses him lightly.

"God, that was good!" he murmurs. 

She just nods, kissing him again. Jane starts to say something, but doesn't, just nodding. He snorts with a soft chuckle and murmurs: 

"It's going to slip out."

"Um-hmm," Kathy agrees and rocks her hips up. They both chuckle. She murmurs: 

"And not just your cock."

"Oooh! You're dripping."

"Um-hmm. Hm-hmm! Not just from you."

"Mmmmm! That's good."

"Very!"

Jane nods again with smile and now does murmur: 

"It must have been."

He looks over at her with nod and smile. Kathy has to slide off him to turn her face to Jane, nodding, barely smiling, and replies: 

"It was. You can next time."

"Next time?" he asks, glancing at Kathy and then at Jane.

"I hope so," Kathy replies.

He sees Jane nod with a mild smile. He snorts, then almost laughing, replies: 

"Then 'I guess so'." 

They all laugh out loud. Kathy reaches her hand out, gesturing for Jane to join them. When she stands up, he reaches out, inviting her to let him put his arm around her again. All of them are still chuckling, as she lies down with them, half on him - like Kathy - all embracing. Jane murmurs: 

"Next time."

"But not tomorrow, I've got to study."

"Ummm, that's too bad, but 'I guess so.' Hm-hmm! If you can."

"Be difficult."

"For us, too," Kathy enjoins.

They hug each other again. Then he chuckles and says: 

"Have to write my diary, too."

"Your diary?!"

"You keep a diary?!"

"And about us?!"

"No, just joking, but I don't want to forget."

"You could?!"

"Never!"

"We won't either."

"No just 'I guess so' about that."

They hug again. Kathy chuckles and says: 

"Peepee. Maybe not really, but I sure am wet."

In the now almost dark room, they get up. In the even darker bathroom, the light is turned on. They blink and look at each other, smiling. One of them nods towards the shower, and they crowd into it. 

"Peepee," and they all do, more dribbling on feet than splashing legs. Arms get in the way as they all want to wash breasts and pussies, Kathy's and Jane's hands competing to wash his cock and balls. They dry themselves, again making a demonstration of it. 

Back in the room, Kathy asks: 

"Do we have to wear clothes?"

"Not quite yet," Jane replies, holding out her arms to embrace them. They kiss in turn. After the girls have, he snorts and says: 

"I like that, they you do. Hm-hmm! And this morning my cock was all aroused."

"Our pussies, too," Jane replies, Kathy nodding with a grin.

Reluctantly, they find their clothes and get dressed, agreeing to dispose of the remains of their lunch. He looks at Kathy with a grin and says: 

"But you finished your dessert."

"Um-hmm!" she agrees with grin.

"And I did too," Jane adds, grinning at him.

"You sure did!" he agrees, then looking more serious and saying: 

"Good thing we didn't eat in the dining hall; don't know how that would have been."

The girls nod, smirking, but then also looking more serious, and one says: 

"And maybe not for dinner."

"Something like that, looking at you both and thinking about what tastes even better."

"You too!" the girls reply together, smirking, and they all nod, but then agree not to sit together.

On the way to dinner, Jane asks: 

"Next time?"

"Saturday or Sunday?" Kathy adds.

He smiles with a warm hum, nodding, then replying: 

"But not all day; I have a paper to write."

"Better Saturday morning then, so you - we - don't have to wonder what we'll do."

He and Jane nod with smirks. She says: 

"I know what I'll do, what we'll do," smirking at him again.

"Um-hmm!" he agrees.

They separate and have dinner with other students, just glancing at each other a couple of times. Back in their room, Kathy discovers that he had forgotten his book, a dogeared paperback, face down on her desk. She picks it up and reads the title:

"Emmanuelle."

"Oh! Oooh!"

"It's in French, you know it?"

"No! But I've heard about the film."

"Oh, and ...?"

"Hm-hmm! X-rated."

"Hmm! From the cover illustration it could be."

"Maybe he isn't as innocent as he was pretending to be."

"I doubt it; he really was shy and embarrassed. Just reading about it wouldn't make him less innocent, just whet his appetite."

"Certainly give him an idea of what he might be getting into, coming with us."

"Hm-hm-hmm! 'Coming with us,' he certainly did!"

They laugh and then agree to try to study. They read for while, but then end up exchanging their recollections about everything they had done with him, chuckling and grinning at hearing what the other had been thinking, usually the one who hadn't been involved. They count their orgasms - and his - agreeing that his name is very appropriate, even if he was named after an uncle. 

Eventually, it is bedtime. They get undressed and go to the bathroom, then recalling what they had done with him there, incidents they had forgotten before. When they return to the room, the one whose bed they hadn't used, offers to share her fresh sheets. The other one smirks and says that she prefers to sleep in hers with the scent of their orgasms. In their beds, they chuckle, asking each other what she thinks he might be doing, whether he misses his book, and then say good night.

During the night, however, one gets up and slips in bed with the other girl. That had happened before, so they just get comfortable together without speaking and fall asleep again.

In the morning, the guest turns around under the covers, and they do what they always do when they end up in bed together. When they get up, they just chuckle about whether they are surprised that they wanted to, after everything they had done, or whether that had only made them want more.

Sunday, they do study, on the way to lunch complimenting themselves that they have, agreeing: 

"Maybe because we did this morning." At lunch, they don't see Duong, but do see Laura, speaking to her afterwards: 

"Guess we know what you were doing last night."

"Um-hmm! And you two?"

"We just talked about what we did all day."

"Oh! Really? Like that?"

"Like that, like you suggested."

"Oh my gosh! You did? With whom? No, I want to hear, but have to study; sometime during the week." 

"And we want to tell, but you're right, it could take a while."

"Good, eh?"

"Very!" they both reply with grins, and the other one says: 

"And thank you for your 'wild idea'!"

After Jane's French course during the week, they have lunch with Duong, When his book is mentioned, they chuckle more than for his just having forgotten it, exchanging veiled smirks. He murmurs: 

"Don't need it any more," then speaking normally: "bought it at one of the book stalls along the Seine in Paris."

"Second hand?"

"Now very, third hand, if you want to read it."

"Don't know if my school vocabulary will be good enough."

"I can help you; had to look up some words, myself."

They all nod with smiles. Kathy complains: 

"Guess you won't translate it for me."

"You don't need it," he replies softly with a smirk.

They sit with him again after his and Jane's next course. When Kathy asks: Saturday?" they all smirk, nodding, but he replies: 

"If you really mean it?"

The girls nod with grins. He then does, remarking: 

"Don't need a book this time to confirm that I do, too."

Jane smirks and replies: 

"As long as you leave it with us, will know you do."

On their way back to their room, Kathy remarks suddenly: 

"Oh! Didn't even think about that. Good thing that neither of us will have her period."

"I did."

"Could have told me."

"Thought you would have."

"Next time. Oh! Both of us won't, ... one of us won't, can't."

"I can take a walk."

"No, we don't want just one-on-one."

"Hmm? Then this Saturday is the last one before Christmas vacation."

"Um-hmm. You think he will in January - want to?"

"We can ask him if he wants his book back."

"But we'll have to tell him why we can't."

"He should know that much about girls."

"I guess so." 

They chuckle at her using his line and hook little fingers for a moment. One murmurs: 

"Tonight?"

"Tonight."

That evening, as they are about to get in bed together, one slides her hands up under her breasts and murmurs: 

"Suck mine first."

"And you, mine."

"How? Both of us?"

"Um-hmm, show you."

She lies down, her head well below the pillow and says: 

"Kneel on the pillow."

"Oh! Okay."

A moment later, she is lying over her, and they suck each others' nipples, and then their other ones. Then a hand of the one on the bottom reaches back and finds the other's pussy, fondling, then urging the other one to move further down over her. She chuckles and does, murmuring: 

"Good idea. When did you think of that?"

"One night when we didn't."

"Hm-hmm! But thinking about it?"

"I guess so." 

They both chuckle as they curl up together, and then they are licking and sucking pussies. After many moans and then with twitching hips, they come. After licking each other's wet face and kissing, one murmurs: 

"We don't have to show him again how we do that."

"Why we missed lunch last week."

"Wonder if Emmanuelle did that too?"

"Have to read the book."

"Or ask him."

"If she did, he couldn't have been so surprised."

"Didn't seem to be."

"Just as well. What else can we do with him?"

"Umm? Like with Laura, all three of us, no one just watching."

"Have to move the beds together."

"Of course. Before he comes - arrives?"

"Better with his help, telling him why.

"Hm-hmm! After we're naked.

"Bet he won't be so aroused this time."

"No bet; I don't think so either."

They chuckle and one turns over, drawing the other one's hand to her breast. With a squeeze, she says good night, the other one nodding, and they go to sleep.

The next day, Laura finds them and suggests that they meet after dinner. With smirks, they agree. It's a long conversation, Jane and Kathy telling in great detail, Laura chuckling, smirking and laughing with them, adding her comments, especially that her "wild idea' had been so successful. She has seen the Emmanuelle film, snickering, and tells them that they don't need to: 

"You've done it all already, and it sounds like you will again. Maybe the book is more explicit, probably, but it can't be better than really doing it. And - hm-hmm! - if one of you isn't, just watching, you couldn't do that in movie theater. Well, I hope you wouldn't."

Jane and Kathy snicker, nodding. Laura gets up to leave, and they wish her a good weekend. She replies: 

"I'm sure it will be, and sure yours will be too, at least, Saturday morning. Hm-hmm! Still have your toothbrushes."

"Forgot about them," Kathy says.

"But we still have them," Jane remarks with a grin.

Saturday morning, they change their sheets, chuckling, and shower together, like every other morning, and go to breakfast. Duong is already there, but sitting with others. When he sees them, he smiles with a nod and pats the table. They nod, trying not to smirk. 

Back in their room, they wait for him, straightening up their desks. Kathy thinks to get fresh towels for them all, then asking: 

"Tell him that we do it with Laura, why we thought to move the beds?"

"Did, with her, but not that it was her 'wild idea'."

Kathy nods, and then there is soft knock on the door. Kathy's knees twitch together. Jane snorts and gets up, whispering: 

"Wet already?"

Kathy wrinkles her nose, and Jane opens the door. Duong smiles and enters the room. After Jane closes the door, he remarks: 

"This is still a little funny."

"Not as funny as last week," Jane replies.

"I guess s..., not."

They all chuckle. He murmurs: 

"But still funny."

"For us, too," Kathy replies.

"We're just going to?"

"That's what we thought," Jane answers, adding: "but it is a little funny."

Kathy draws a deep breath and says: 

"Maybe it won't be after we take off our clothes."

She reaches for the top button of her blouse. Jane then does, and finally he does with a wry smile, remarking: 

"Maybe, but I guess so. Really, not just to say that again."

They chuckle, and take off their clothes, smirking as bras come off, and then underpants. His cock is only standing out from his balls, but pretty much at full length. They look at each other, smiling wryly as their eyes shift up and down. Kathy rubs her arm over her erect nipples, the others nodding with snorts. Jane reaches out her arms and murmurs: 

"We'd better kiss."

Kathy and Duong immediately nod, and then all their arms are around each other. After both the girls have kissed him, his cock is more aroused. When they kiss each other, he nods and murmurs: 

"Like that, too," rubbing their backs, and they both nod, rubbing his.

When they retrieve their tongues, Kathy murmurs: 

"Don't have show you again what else we like to do."

"No, we had an idea what we can all do together."

"Oh?"

"Help us move my bed."

"Oh?"

The girls move to one end of Jane's bed, she drawing down the covers. He shrugs and moves to the other end of the bed and helps them carry it over next to Kathy's, who also pulls back the covers. He looks at them and the adjacent beds, shrugging again. Jane looks at his now less aroused cock and explains: 

"We can all do it together - suck and lick."

"Oh? Hm-hmm! I really do 'guess so'. Whose, whom's?"

"Me, yours," Jane answers quickly with a grin."

Kathy wrinkles her nose, but nods with a grin, saying: 

"So lie down."

He does, wobbling his head with a grin. Jane almost dives down on the bed. Kathy follows her more slowly, sliding her thigh up under his head and resting hers on Jane's. She hums and draws his cock to her lips. He nods with a hum on Kathy's thigh and draws her hips closer, Kathy doing the same. With warm hums, they begin to arouse each other. 

When they all have, rolling back and sighing, Jane snorts and says: 

"God! That was a lot, but I liked it, wanted it."

"Hm-hmm! Glad you did. Last night, I managed not to do anything, just to 'save my strength', but didn't know this would be the first thing we did."

"My good luck!"

"And mine, that you wanted it."

"I would have too," Kathy murmurs in a disappointed tone.

"Next time," he replies softly.

"Yeah, but not before Christmas, not the first time."

"Oh! Um-hmm," he murmurs, nodding on her thigh.

"Or for me," Jane murmurs.

"Then after Christmas."

The girls nod enthusiastically, and he does, all chuckling. Then Jane says: 

"You know what else I want to do."

"Already?"

"Um-hmm, before you get too aroused too quickly. Hm-hmm! Especially if you were 'saving your strength'."

"And me?" Kathy asks.

"Have to watch; I did."

"I guess so."

They chuckle at her response, but he asks Jane: 

"You really think so?"

"I hope so! Only one way to find out."

"Hmm? Have to make it want to."

"Nothing I'd rather do!"

She rolls back towards him and puts his soft cock in her mouth. He hums and rolls towards Kathy, but she murmurs: 

"Don't even start, since I just have to watch."

He nods on her thigh, rubbing her hip. 

Soon Jane is chuckling, his cock stiffer in her mouth. Kathy murmurs: 

"Just to make sure you're also ready," and rolls back towards Jane and starts to lick her pussy again.

Jane nods with an "uhn-hnn." A few seconds later he says: 

"I think it does want to."

Kathy rolls back again, as Jane nods and lets his cock slip from her mouth. Kathy raises her head to let her begin to move, and he rolls back. She scrambles up over him and guides his cock to her pussy. As she lowers her hips, they both moan, but he doesn't stop her from lowering her hips all the way down on his. She holds still, grinning at him with deep chuckle. He nods, grinning back and says: 

"Maybe it was a good idea; not so arousing as last week."

"Yet, I hope."

"Um-hmm!"

He fondles her breasts, and she sits up. 

"Oooh! Warn me before you do something so fast."

"Already better?"

"Hm-hmm! I guess so."

They all snort. Kathy moves up next to him, supporting her head on her arm and rubbing Jane's thigh. Jane grins and says: 

"Okay. I'm going to do what Kathy did, moving my hips - hmm! - 'churning' on your cock."

"Oooh! That was good! Okay."

She starts slowly, and they exchange smiles and soft hums. Suddenly she shifts gears, jerking her hips quickly to and fro on him. He grunts and holds her still, his eyes clenched shut, and complains: 

"Should have warned me."

"Oh, sorry. Yeah, if gets too arousing, we can do something else to let you cool off."

"Hmm?" Like what?"

"You can do it to me for a while."

"Oh! If you say so."

Kathy nods, smirking up at Jane. He lets her begin to move her hips again - slowly. She murmurs: 

"My pussy just wanted to do that."

"Hmm? Got mind of its own?"

"I guess so; just had to feel how it would be. Good!"

"Don't have tell me - my cock. Just don't surprise it."

"I'll try not to."

She continues to rock and circle her pussy on his cock, both of them moaning softly. When his moans become more aroused, he holds her hips still again and murmurs: 

"If you don't want me to, yet ..."

"Hn-unn, um-hmm." 

She rises off his twitching cock and begins to move up over him; he drawing her hips closer, over his face. Kathy can't see his tongue find her pussy, but hears it, nodding and murmuring to herself: 

"I thought so," and hears Jane's moan.

She looks back down at his cock, seeing it slowly descend in increments, stopping with each heart beat. Her fingers extend to hold it, but don't, as she listens to Jane's moans. Then Jane murmurs: 

"If you make me come, you know I'll want to again with you."

"Uhn-hnn," he responds.

Then it sounds like he is trying to make her come: the noise of more intense licking and sucking; her more aroused moans. When Kathy sees his hands slide up and fondle Jane's nipples, her hand finds one of her own aroused nipples. After a moment, however, it touches Jane, sliding around her hip, her fingertips at the base of her spine and then sliding down in her crevice. With a slight nod and quick "uhn-hnn," Jane acknowledges their presence, and then with an extra moan, when they find her asshole. Kathy sees his cock reappear past her arm, now rising in increments with his pulse.

Several seconds later, between desperate sounding moans, Jane exclaims softly: 

"Yeah, come, fuck!"

She comes with twitching thighs and pelvis. Kathy's thighs are also twitching together, and his tongue is making even wetter noises. Jane gives a long, final moan and takes two deep breaths, then demands: "Fuck!"

She moves back down his body, Kathy's hand having to slide away. His face is all wet. Jane's hand hardly needs to help his cock find her pussy; it disappears in her wet pussy with a slurp, both of them hardly moaning. But then they are fucking as hard and fast as they can, his feet drawn up, pumping his hips with wet slaps against hers, both gasping and groaning. 

Kathy's hand doesn't seem to know whether to grasp her breast or to force itself between her clenching thighs. It grasps her breast, and she moans, watching them fuck. Many seconds later, they come with even louder groans and grunts.




Their First Toys Ch. 07



Jane collapses on him, their heaving stomachs moving her. Kathy rolls back and begins to rub her pussy, her other hand reaching down to help. With its fingers pumping in her pussy, she comes before the others have recovered, sharing in their last sighs. 

Jane raises her head and kisses him, then murmuring: 

"Fuck! That was good, ... better than I ever imagined."

"Or I could." 

He reaches out and finds Kathy's breast, adding: 

"Not really."

"Didn't suck her breasts."

"Complaining?" Jane asks.

"Have to complain about something, having to watch you two. Not really; I came while you were still catching your breath - never came so fast."

"That's good."

They all chuckle. He remarks: 

"Feels funny, our stomachs chuckling against each other."

"Um-hmm. Hm-hm-hm-hmm!"

"Hm-hm-hmm!"

"Oh, it slipped out."

"Shouldn't have chuckled so much," Kathy remarks.

She sits up and pats Jane's ass, then murmurs: 

"Don't have to tell you," and gets up.

The others kiss again and follow her to the bathroom. She is sitting on the toilet and remarks: 

"Guess I won't get to do that today."

"Next time," he suggests with smile.

"After Christmas?" she asks with hopeful smile.

"Oh, forgot about that. Of course."

"Mmmm!"

"But then I won't," Jane complains with feigned frown.

"My good luck! Just don't let Duong take his book back."

"Oh, I don't think I'll need it. Hm-hmm! Plenty of new, better fantasies, much better!"

"Hurry," Jane murmurs.

Kathy gets up without wiping and grabs her washcloth, smirking at him and saying: 

"Use the washbasin if you're also in a hurry."

"Not really, but easier not to miss."

She watches him, chuckling when he shakes he cock, and hands him her washcloth, chuckling again, when he also washes his sack and matted hair. 

"Face too," she murmurs.

He nods with a grin and washes it, then watching her and Jane wash themselves, Kathy then remembering to wash her own face. As they return to the room, Jane suggests: 

"Tell us about the book," gesturing that they return to the bed.

He chuckles, as he sits between them, their backs against the wall.

"I was embarrassed to buy it, embarrassed to be looking through books in that part of the stall."

"How old were you?"

"Fifteen, afraid he wouldn't sell it to me, but he did. Hm-hmm! Didn't tell me how to do anything, but sure helped ..., well, gave flight to my fantasies."

"Hmm! Playing with yourself?

"Like we do, did."

"Before we met."

"Um-hmm!" 

"I can imagine. I had been too, I guess without fantasies; it just felt good."

"Oh, I had ones about how a cock would look, not having ever seen one," Kathy remarks.

"Mine got better after I had."

"I must have been thinking about naked breasts; pictures and statues as models, but couldn't visualize the rest. Had been good enough, but then ... Hm-hmm! That night - still couldn't visualize a pussy - but ...."

"You didn't just do it once?"

"Hm-hmm! No! As many times as I could. It was sore."

"Hmm? And you wondered whether you could again last week?" Kathy asks.

"And with me again, today?" 

"Not really. Last week, it was just so much more arousing, and I sure wasn't thinking about that night ... or a few others, nor about Emmanuelle."

"What did she do?"

"Everything, and not just with her husband."

"Hm-hmm! 'Everything', like we wanted to?"

"Um-hmm, but I didn't really believe girls would, outside of an erotic novel and well, 'professionals'."

"Now you know."

"And love it! Was even more surprised about what the men did. Well, maybe not more surprised, but that didn't turn me on. Does now!"

"While you were doing it to Jane, your cock rising again."

"Did it? It should have."

"It did."

They all chuckle. Jane then asks: 

"'Not just with her husband,' just with men?"

"No. Of course, that also surprised me; hadn't even thought about that."

"We hadn't either, till a girlfriend told us."

"And showed us."

"But then ...!" he replies with smirk.

"Yeah!" they reply together and put his arms around their shoulders, sliding theirs closer to him.

He reaches down and holds their breasts. They hum and put one of their hands on his. After a moment one says: 

"Then you couldn't have been too surprised when we admitted that we did."

"Hmm? Probably shouldn't have been, but that hadn't really interested me in the book, and I sure wasn't thinking about the book when I was here. Oh, I did, after you invited me, but not about that."

"Well, now you know that everything they did in the book ..., that people really do it and like it."

"And we do too!"

"Yes! Weren't so sure before."

"But wanted to find out," he replies, squeezing their breasts.

"And you did too."

"I guess so, but really couldn't believe that is what you wanted to do."

He squeezes their breasts again, and their hands encourage his fingers to find their nipples. For a few moments, they all hum. His cock becomes a little fuller. Kathy reaches down and holds it. Jane nods slightly with a soft chuckle. They all watch her hand fondle it, seeing it begin to stiffen.

"And I want to again, to suck your cock," Kathy says, giving him a smirk.

"And I, your pussy," Jane murmurs.

"Hm-hm-hmmmm!" they all chuckle in agreement.

As they are moving around to reform their triangle, he says: 

"Can't remember if they did this in the book."

Those are their last words for a long time. 

After many hums and chuckles - when fingers find assholes - and then moans and more arouse moans, and hips twitch, with even more aroused moans, they come: he grunting; Kathy responding with pleased hums; then aroused gasps, when she does; and then Jane is gasping.

As they roll back, Kathy's fingertip slips out of his asshole, and his, out of Jane's. Hers also slips out. After a couple of sighs, she murmurs: 

"Whose idea was that?" 

"Hers."

"It just wanted to, wanted my finger to."

"Hmm!"

"Felt good, and yours was twitching, as though it wanted my finger to."

"I guess so; did feel good."

"Your finger too," Kathy agrees.

They all snort, nodding on each other's thigh. He finds one of Kathy's breasts and says: 

"That wasn't all that was good."

"It sure wasn't! I hope they didn't do that in the book, maybe that, but not three together like us."

"Me too, but you'll have to read the book."

"Could be a disappointment, if they did or didn't, couldn't be worth reading about, now that we have."

"Yeah, I guess," Kathy agrees, adding: "Can't read it; you can. Hm-hmm! Add to your list of reading over the break."

"Maybe. No, don't need it, like Duong, too many better fantasies."

"Me too," Kathy agrees.

She fondles one of Jane's breasts, and his other hand finds her other one, fondling both girls' breasts. Jane reaches down and finds his soft cock. They all hum, fondling for a moment, and then one suggests: "Kiss."

They sit up, smiling and licking their lips. Jane and Kathy kiss first, with eager tongues, until he draws them apart and kisses them in turn, his tongue just as eager as the one's and then the other's is.

When they separate, he grins and complains mildly: 

"I wanted to kiss Kathy first, to see if I taste as good as you both think."

"Why I kissed her first; You do!"

They get up and wash again, agreeing that they don't need to do anything more. Jane remarks: 

"Not that we don't want to."

Kathy nods with a grin and adds: 

"And you could."

"If you say so, 'I guess so." Next year, for sure."

"For sure!" the girls reply together, both embracing him, and he them, and kiss again, this time, the girls last - after their kisses have made his cock fuller again.

As they get dressed, they murmuring "next year," chuckling and grinning.

It is still too early for lunch. He leaves, promising to try not to think about what could taste better, the girls agreeing with grins.

They look back at their beds, snorting, and saying that they should have asked him to help them move them apart again. They do. Kathy complains with a smirk: 

"You came all over my bed."

"And how!" You can sleep in mine; I'll sleep in yours."

"Better, in yours with you."

"Um-hmm!"

They grin and decide to take a walk before lunch, agreeing that they couldn't study.

During the week, they have lunch with Duong, smirking if they are sitting alone, only smiling if there is someone else at the table. Before Christmas break, Laura joins them again one evening, and they exchange their erotic experiences - and a lot of pussy juice.



Their First Toys Ch. 08



During the week, they have lunch with Duong, smirking if they are sitting alone, only smiling if there is someone else at the table. Before Christmas break, Laura joins them again one evening, and they exchange their erotic experiences - and a lot of pussy juice. 

In January, Jane and Kathy greet each other again in their room, first with wry smiles. One asks softly: 

We really did all that?"

"With him? Or us?"

"Both." 

"We did. "Want to?"

"I guess so."

"Until he can say that."

They chuckle, grinning as they start to get undressed. One remarks: 

"Good thing we remade our beds before."

"Um-hmmmm!"

Many minutes later, after kissing each other's wet face, Kathy murmurs: 

"I was hoping we would, like this."

"Before we unpacked?"

"Um-hmm."

"Nothing over the holidays?"

"With my parents, and New Year's Eve with some of their friends - and their children, my age. Oh, I kissed one of the boys, we all did. I mean, there were as many boy as girls, but it was only a New Year's eve kiss - with my parents there!"

"Would have been better if they hadn't been?"

"Hmm! Any port in a storm; maybe. And you?"

"Better, not with the parents, sort of a class reunion."

"And?"

"Maybe 'any port in storm.' After midnight, someone turned off the lights."

"And then?"

"We'd never dated, but, well, I guess we tried to make up for that."

"All the way?!"

"Not quite. But in the dark, and others' sounded like they might be - don't know if any really went that far."

"Hmm! And you two?"

"Almost as good as that, you know, our hands everywhere they could be."

"Hmm! Sounds like wet panties."

"Very, and wet boxer shorts."

"Hmm! Lucky."

"Better than nothing."

"Wonder what he did, Duong."

"Fantasies about us."

"Like yours?"

"Um-hmm, and yours?"

"Of course!"

They embrace, kissing again, and then get up and unpack and go to supper. 

They meet him before Jane's first French course, with smiles and best wishes for the New Year. "Together," one of them adds, and their smiles become smirks, as they all nod. Then one of the girls murmurs: 

"But not this weekend, you know."

He nods and asks if they had nice vacations. When they ask him about his, he snorts with a slightly embarrassed expression, then smiles wryly and replies: 

"Very good, ... but not sure I can tell you."

"That's nice, but you don't have to," Kathy murmurs.

"Only if you want to, after ..., you know, next weekend."

"Hmm? Maybe then. ... Thought about you sometimes."

"We did too."

"Um-hmm." 

"Like I did?" he asks.

"Um-hmmm!" they both reply with grins, one adding: "I hope so."

He nods, and they agree to meet the Saturday morning after next, smirking.

As they separate, going their way, the girls hum and exchange smiles, linking little fingers.

"Wet panties?"

"Yours are."

"'Cause you know yours are too."

"Hm-hmm!"

"They are."

"Hmm! Hope he tells us about his vacation."

"Must have been good, the way he wasn't sure that he could tell us."

"'Our' Duong? With another girl?"

"He isn't 'ours'."

"I guess so."

Before their rendezvous with him, they spend an evening with Laura, who tells that she used up a couple of sets of batteries with her toothbrush in her pussy. Kathy complains that she had forgotten to use hers that way. Jane remarks with a grin that she wouldn't have forgotten. When they tell her about their conversation with Duong, she chuckles with a grin. Jane and Kathy also grin, and then the three of them forget about boys for a while.

They meet him for a lunch a couple of times, parting each time with mention of the coming Saturday, then exchanging smirks, his as immediate and broad as theirs. When they see him at breakfast that morning, they don't join him, but he pats the table again, raising his eyebrows.

They have already remade their beds, so have nothing to do after breakfast but wait for him. They look at each other, smirking with snorts. Kathy snorts again and rubs her arm over her breasts. Jane grins and says: 

"Mine too."

"Should we take them off, our bras?"

"Should have thought of that before. Now, he would probably knock while we are."

"That wouldn't matter."

"Then take yours off and find out. Hmm! You want to do what I did?"

"Hm-hmm! That was an offer. He didn't say anything about just this morning. Maybe not that fast."

"But then?"

"And then you can too. Where is he?"

"Thanks. Yeah, where is he?"

They sit in silence for a few seconds. Then Jane smirks and says: 

"Waiting for you to take off your bra."

"We could put the beds together."

"Yeah, he knows that is how they are going be."

They are about to move the bed, when he knocks. 

"Just as well," Jane remarks and turns to open the door. 

"Hi. Is this the right room?" he asks facetiously with a grin.

"It sure is," she replies, 

"Sorry to be late; got in a conversation and couldn't tell that I had to hurry off."

"You're not late. We were just about to move the bed," Kathy replies. 

"Oh, of course. Let me help."

They all smirk slightly with a chuckle, and the girls pick up one end and he the other, then chuckling again as they look at the adjacent beds. He remarks: 

"So, you had good vacations?"

"Pretty good. Oh, good, of course, Kathy replies: "just, well, mostly family. And yours?"

Jane gestures for them to sit down, sitting on the bed, the other two turning their desk chairs to her. He asks Jane: 

"And yours?"

"A little better, New Year's Eve, at least. Oh, it was fine with the family. And yours? Good, I hope."

"Hmm? Yeah, real good, very surprisingly, but, like I said, don't know if I can tell you."

"Don't have to, of course, but you do make us curious."

"Very!"

"Probably shouldn't have asked about yours."

"Oh, we would have asked; everyone does; doesn't make any difference."

"I guess so."

When the girls snort with smiles, he smiles wryly. 

"You've said that before," Jane remarks.

"Too many times."

"But they were all good," Kathy replies.

"Hmm? Like that: 'times'?"

Kathy looks a little flustered. Jane snorts and replies: 

"Not too many times, 'like that'."

As they all chuckle, Kathy rubs an arm over her breasts, nodding, and murmurs: 

"If I said it, ..." then louder: "I guess so," and grins. 

They return her grin. Jane smirks and says: 

"While we were waiting, she suggested we take off our bras."

"Jane!"

"You did; why not say so?"

"Still a good idea," he remarks with grin.

"I guess so," Kathy replies.

The others nod and begin to unbutton, snickering, then Kathy, too. With a sheepish expression, she murmurs: 

"I wondered how we would."

"Didn't we all?" he replies.

"Your 'too many times'," Jane replies, slipping her blouse off. 

"Your 'not too many times'," he replies.

"Not enough times," Kathy adds with a smirk, her blouse now also off.

"But kind of subtle," he remarks.

"Hmm! Not very," Kathy replies.

"But we all knew what we want to do. I sure was also wondering; more subtle than having our blouses off, when you knocked."

"Oh, I wouldn't have minded that, but I like this better."

"Me too," Kathy agrees. 

The girls are about to let their bras slip off their shoulders, and do. Kathy holds hers over her breasts for a moment, but then lets it slide down. He smiles, looking at their erect nipples, and says: 

"I've been waiting for this."

The girls nod with smiles, and they all stand up and take off the rest of their clothes. His cock isn't aroused, but already larger. Jane snorts, looking at it, and agrees: 

"I have been too."

"Not more than me!" Kathy enjoins.

The others chuckle at her enthusiastic response. Jane remarks: 

"You know my vacation was better than yours. We didn't do that, but you can."

"Like last time?" he asks."

Kathy grins with a nod, looking at his cock. Jane flings back the covers of the first bed and scrambles up on it and flings back those on the bed next to the wall. As she lies down with a grin, the other two join her; he with his head on Jane's thigh, fondling her breast; while Kathy lies down, sliding her thigh under Jane's head, grasping his cock with one hand and drawing them closer with her other hand around his hips. His hand also fondles her breast, and then draws Jane's hips closer, and hers, Kathy's. 

With their hands already around the other's hip, their fingers soon creep further, Kathy's first, but then immediately his and then Jane's. Their chuckling moans suggest confirmation that they don't want to prolong anticipation of their orgasms. 

They don't, but his climax with thrusting cock and groans delays his giving Jane's hers. But before he does, Kathy is having hers in response to his cock's filling her mouth and what Jane's tongue is doing. 

With long, satisfied moaning sighs, they roll back, licking their lips, and sighing again. Both he and Jane find and fondle Kathy's breasts, and she fondles Jane's. She murmurs: 

"God, that was good! ... Better than his fingers - and mine - making us come New Year's eve. Hmm! Well, it was after midnight."

"Couldn't made him come better than Duong did."

"Sure couldn't have," he agrees, squeezing Kathy's breast.

"Or than Jane did."

They hum with chuckles. After a few moments, he squeezes Kathy' breast again and asks: 

"And now you want to do it like Jane did?"

"Hmmm! Maybe, ... if you're in a hurry?"

"Hm-hmm! Not today."

"Oh, that's good!" Jane replies, and Kathy nods emphatically on his thigh. He snorts and says: 

"Had to tell the guy this morning that I didn't think I could meet him this afternoon."

"You're right!"

"Maybe you can tell us about your vacation, now that we're all like this?"

"Hmm?! You'd have to ask. Hm-hmm! But kind of appropriate: 'all like this'."

"'Like this'? With a girl?"

"Um-hmm."

"Really like this? Doing everything we do?"

"You really want to know?"

"You didn't have to make us curious, if you didn't want to tell."

"So you really did, ... and wanted to tell?"

"Hmm? I guess so."

"That's good; we're all ear."

"Hmm? Then like this, looking at the ceiling; I'll be blushing."

"All right, just looking at the ceiling."

"Nothing wrong with blushing."

"You really want to know?"

"Um-hmm," the girls respond.

"Want a long story?"

"If you want to tell?"

"The longer the better."

"Hmm? Oh well, ... with my cousin."

"Oh!"

"Oooh! With your cousin?"

"Second cousin, really; our parents are cousins."

"Nothing wrong with that."

"So ...?"

"Long story: 

"She's really more like a sister; when we got here, us just toddlers, our families sharing a house. They got two places when we were in grade school - second grade? So we were always close, same school, and our parents then with a grocery store."

"Yeah, and your vacation?"

"So I arrived home, and the families were together for dinner. I guess to celebrate the boy who got into college."

"With advanced placement!" 

"And a scholarship."

"Congratulations! They should have celebrated."

"So there we were, all together, and at the end of the evening, my parents suggested that she should come over and ask me about college; and hers suggested that I could give her company, since there was no school. She's just a couple of months younger than me, but a class behind mine, and also hoping for a scholarship."

"So you did give her company?"

"Silly! Of course! He already told us that it was with her. What's her name?"

"Anh. A N H, pronounced like that where we came from, but in school and elsewhere, of course, everyone calls her Ann or Annie. Hmm! A lot better than my name, guys wanting to call me Dong."

"Hm-hmm! Can't really blame them."

"No, but I had to smack a couple of them before they stopped."

"Duong, the Virile."

"Didn't feel like it then, but maybe."

"We think so."

"Um-hmm, and then? So you told her about college?"

"Not about us?!"

"No! Well, not really."

"What's that mean?"

"So, there we were the next day, in her house, her asking about my room and courses and classmates, my telling that I was shy - she knew that - being the only Vietnamese and in courses with sophomores. And then she asks: 'But do you have a girlfriend? Are you still a virgin?'

"I know I blushed. How could I not have one and not be a virgin?"

"With us!"

"Yeah, of course, but I couldn't tell her that. When I replied: 'No, no,' she looked surprised, replying: 'But not a virgin?' 'Are you?' I asked. She nodded and said that she still was. She is much better integrated in the American community than I am, was. I didn't want to pursue the subject, but she did, apparently, telling that she didn't really want to be one, but not with the couple of boys who might have wanted to do more, if she had let them."

"Nice girl."

"What does her name mean in Vietnamese?"

"Ray of light, brightness, sometimes understood as Intellectual Brightness, very appropriate."

"Nice. And?"

"So then she asks: 'But not a virgin, and not a girlfriend?' I just nod, probably blushing again. She grins and says: 'Oooh, tell!' Remember, we know each other since we were out of diapers. Yeah, and running around the house with nothing on, like kids that age do in Vietnam."

"Oh! Really?"

"If he says so."

"What was I going to tell her? That she - my non-girlfriend - wanted to do something she hadn't."

"Like us!"

"Of course, but I already saw that this line was just going to lead to more questions. Too late! She immediately asks: 'What?' with big bright eyes - if brown eyes can be bright.

"Intellectual Brightness."

"Yeah, very! 'Not just the obvious,' I reply. Don't know if I assumed - hoped - that would answer her question; that she wouldn't dare ask further. I must have."

"But she did?"

"Um-hmm, while I was wondering how much she knew about sex, what maybe she had heard from girls in her class, or wherever."

"Not from reading your book?"

"Shit no! Sorry! I'd never thought about her in that context, that she could be interested."

"But she suddenly was?"

"And asks again: 'What?'"

"And you told her?"

"I muttered - with a red face - 'oral sex,' hoping that would satisfy her - for me - so surprising curiosity. For a moment, I thought it had; she started, looking like she was about to say something, but didn't. But then - she was also blushing - she asked softly: 'Really? She wanted to?' I just nodded. 'She wanted you to?' she asks. I nod again. After a long pause, she murmurs: 'Did you?'

I nod again.

"I'd given up trying to deny anything. 'Oh!' she mutters softly, looking down. Still not looking at me, she murmurs: 'Heard about it, and you really did?' I nod again. She snorts with funny smile and then asks: 'And she liked it?' I nod again. She looks straight at me and asks: 'Did you?' I nod again. 

"She suddenly begins to laugh. I have to too; it's all so preposterous, her asking about my sexual experience and my telling her."

Jane and Kathy also laugh, and he laughs with them, their hands finding somewhere to rub each other. Finally one of the girls asks: 

"And then?"

"It gets better, less embarrassing to tell, now that we have laughed."

"You told her how good it was?"

"No, first she almost giggles and says: 'But you were still a virgin.' 'Not for long,' I think I replied. She laughs again, and I do."

"And then you told her how good it was?"

"Something like that; she'd asked."

"And?"

"She suddenly grins - looking me in the eyes - and says: 'You can do that to me.' Shit! Sorry again! She's asking me to do it to her!"

"Didn't you want to?"

"With the girl I grew up with like a sister?"

"But she's asking you to."

"She was! 'Why not? If it's good and you like to,' she says, adding: 'I want to, want you to!' Sh.., didn't say it. I'm sitting there, wordless. She grabs my hand and says: 'Come on, in my room,' and gets up, beginning to drag me towards her room." 

"She's only your second cousin; do it!"

"Of course, he does."

"Of course, but not yet. I let her lead me. She says: 'remember when we were in junior high and dared each other to take of all our clothes?' It wasn't like that: she wanted to show me her first bra or why she had to wear it, then daring me to show her."

"Did you?"

"You said no girl had seen you naked before."

"She didn't count - back then, when I said that to you. And I certainly wasn't thinking about her."

"And did you show her?"

"Have told you how insistent she can be, about to take off her bra, grinning, and telling me to take off my shorts."

"Bet it was aroused."

"It was."

"What she wanted to see, not like when you were preschoolers."

"It sure wasn't, and not when she pushed her small breasts up and together, making the most out of them that she could."

"Must have done that before, with a mirror."

"Didn't you?"

"You did. And she saw your cock?"

"Wasn't looking anywhere else."

"You weren't looking at her eyes."

"No, at her pointy, tan nipples."

"But I'm sure she was, like I would have."

"Like you do," the other girl adds.

"Um-hmm! And then?"

"Back then or later?"

"Back then. Wish I could have seen a cock when I was that age."

"Oh, she did. Was I embarrassed or proud? Maybe she wanted to hold it; she was holding her breasts and said that I could."

"Could have ruined your relationship ..."

"Or made it better."

"I didn't."

"That's the problem: girls that age are more advanced than the boys."

"Keeps them out of trouble;" he replies: "could get them in trouble before they knew what they were doing."

"You could, all that white stuff?"

"Lots of it, trying to keep it off the laundry."

"Hm-hmm! And, back to the present?"

"So, there we are, she leading me to her room, having reminded me that we had seen each other naked."

"And wanting to show you again?"

"Her other hand was already unbuttoning, before she released mine, turning to let me see her bra. Still doesn't really need one, well, after she took it off, but more than she had before, and urging me to get undressed. Okay, by then I had given up any resistance."

"You wanted to."

"Yes! She was rocking her hips to push down her skirt, grinning at me. Of course, I wanted to, and my cock was almost as aroused as back then. Difficult to pull off my shorts, as she was shoving her panties down. And there we were, all naked, looking at each other. She asks: 'How?' 'Sit on the bed.' She does, and ..."

"Mmmm! We know what you then did!"

"Hm-hmm! I guess so! I did, and she was ecstatic."

"Like we would have been."

"And are."

"Even though I didn't use my fingers, remembering that she had said that she was still a virgin.

"If you did it that good, and you can."

"I guess so. Oh! I was a little surprised, when I looked up and saw her, instead of one of you."

"Even though you had remembered not to use your fingers?

"I think I had made that decision before it started getting good. Anyway, I was a little surprised."

"And then?"

"I know what she wanted to do," Kathy remarks with a chuckle.

"Um-hmm, like you did, but lying beside me on her bed."

"And all over the place?"

"Oh, she thought it was fun. Of course, she wanted to feel my balls - asked me first if she could. Yeah, and then, all over the place, like you did. She was really pleased with herself."

"Like I was. And then?"

"I wasn't going to suggest that she taste it, but she was dibbling her fingers in it. I thought that she might, but she didn't. Then she rolled up on top of me, grinning as she rubbed her body around, saying: 'All over me too. What else did you do? Well, of course, really doing it, but anything else?' Since she hadn't tasted it, I figured that she wasn't thinking about doing it to me, that that wasn't what she was asking about."




Their First Toys Ch. 08



"Not like we were."

"No, yeah. There she was, lying on me, grinning down. I said: 'Kiss, suck nipples.' 'Oooh, we can do that; you can do that,' she replies and starts to kiss me. Those boys would have wanted to do anything she let them, the way she was kissing. I would have; she sure knows how to kiss. So we kiss until she murmurs: 'Now suck them,' and moves further up over me."

"Her nice tan nipples."

"Um-hmm, very nice. Oh, she really liked that! I did too."

"And don't suck ours often enough."

"Sorry! Can't be everywhere at once: four against one."

"Plus our pussies."

"Especially them. So then she was humming and rocking her hips down, my hands holding her nice ass."

"And wanted you to do it again?"

"Like either of us would have."

"Hm-hmm! You girls are all alike, at least, you three. Yeah, she murmurs: 'You can do it to me again.' She was a little surprised when I urged her to move further up over me, but then understood."

"And you did it like we did, sitting on your face?" Jane suggests.

"Um-hmm, and you came real good, without fingers."

"I sure did! Did she?"

"Not as wet as you, but she said it was even better than before. I thought so."

"And then?"

"She wanted to do it to me again, maybe only after seeing that I was aroused."

"Of course, you let her."

"Was I suppose to discourage her, if she wanted to, had so much fun doing it?"

"And you knew that she would be pleased again with her success."

"You too, not just she," Jane interjects.

"Of course. This time she wanted me to lie on my side and make it come all over her."

"And you did?"

Probably not as much as before, but she was delighted, smearing it all around, grinning and saying something about liking her initiation to sex. I liked her idea. Oh, I had put my hand on her pussy, while she rubbing my cock - where else? And she tells me that I can put my fingers in her, that she does, remarking: 'I'm not that much of a virgin.'"

"And you do?"

"Just one, and she moans and says that it's bigger than hers, but I don't make her come again; she's telling me that she likes to do it, that she sometimes does it a couple, three times in succession. And then she's making me come, and I'm helping smear it around on her, then holding her breast. Funny, never really had noticed them before - with clothes - bigger than I had thought - would have thought, if I had."

"Nice cousin, not thinking about her like that."

"I guess so. Hmm? Wonder if she had thought about me like that? No, she later said that she hadn't."

"Also a nice cousin."

"Very! Not sure 'nice' is the right word to describe us now."

"I think so."

"Me too. And: 'later'?"

"Much later; we're still in bed together."

"Didn't she have to go? I do," Kathy remarks.

"Hm-hmm! You're right: she did, I did."

"I do too," Jane adds. 

They all sit up, smiling, and go to the bathroom, washing, and return to the room. Kathy says: 

"Let's sit down. If there is a 'later', you must tell more."

"Um-hmm, don't know if you want to hear it all."

"We do, even if it has to continue after lunch," Jane replies.

He nods with a smile and sits with his back against the wall, holding out his arms for the girls to join him. When he pulls them a little closer, his hands reach down and hold their breasts. When they both reach down to hold his cock, they all snicker. He snorts and says: 

"If you want to hear more, don't do anything."

"Why not, if you could talk to her, while she did?"

"We didn't talk for long."

"Okay. And later, well, first after that?"

"Mentioning lunch was appropriate. She says that she's supposed to make lunch for us - parents all in the store. Oh yeah, we had to go before she said that, but when she had, she grinned and said: 'We have to do it again.' I wasn't sure when, and we got dressed and had lunch, really just talking about college. But after we had washed up - she is a pretty good cook - she grins and says: 'Let's do it again.' So we did."

"Of course!"

"Twice again, both ways?"

"With fingers?"

"Um-hmm, she wanted to do it first, and then wanted me to do it, twice in succession. Hmm! Then she did come almost as good as you both do, better than when she did it to herself, she said."

"Mmmm! That's good - that it was better, not that was only almost as good as when you do it to us."

"Um-hmm, and then she wanted to do it again?"

"Um-hmm, a little disappointed that it wasn't so much."

"And later? That wasn't the only time?"

"No. The next day, she wanted to see my bedroom, but the following day we managed to do something in town that we could tell about. But then she said that we had to do it again, because she was going to have her period."

"So you did?"

"Of course."

"But she still hadn't thought about tasting it?"

"No."

"And then she had her period. You could still have done it to her."

"We do, not with fingers, of course."

"Oh? We didn't."

"So what did you do?"

"The best I could, just rubbing her."

"But she could."

"Oh yes. And then - this is what you want to hear - after doing it one day, she hesitantly murmurs: 'Did the girl do anything else? She wanted to try something.' Anh is smearing it around again. I nod. 'What?' she asks. 'Taste it.' She snorts softly, looking at her fingers, and murmurs: 'Just taste it? I can do that.' She does, without a comment. 

"Some Vietnamese food also tastes pretty strange for Westerners. I'm wondering if she has been thinking all along about oral sex, what she may have heard about what she could do. 'Just taste it?' she asks. 'Well, not like that,' I reply. 'Did she?' 'Um-hmm.' 

"She chuckles and looks up at me with a funny smile and asks: 'Like I think?' 'Maybe, if you knew what you wanted me to do.' She chuckles again, nodding, and asks: 'Want me to?' 'If you want to.' 'Why not, now that I've finally dared to ask?' 'You didn't hesitate about asking me to do it to you.'

"She giggles, nodding with a grin, and we both begin to laugh, like we did the first day."

Jane and Kathy chuckle, and he does, fondling their breasts, their fingers fondling his cock and balls. 

"So she did?"

"Took a long time; she had just made me come."

"Lucky you!"

"She thought so too, that she was lucky, pleased with herself."

"Like we were - are."

"After that, she admitted that she had heard about it from girls in her class, not that they did it, but that others did. Oh, we joked about how she could have told me that the first day, but, of course, I understood that she couldn't."

"But then got your cock sucked instead of letting it shoot all over the place?"

"Until her period finished."

"Mmmm! Sucking your cock for three or four days, I'd like doing that!"

"But having to share with me!"

"Hm-hmm! It would like it too, but probably get sore."

"But she did."

"And it didn't get sore."

"No, but she isn't both of you."

"Just me!" Jane replies, her fingers taking control of his cock, and curls down from under his arm.

"Okay, but then you have to do it to me," Kathy agrees, smirking up at him, reaching across to his shoulder and pulling herself up over him. 

They all chuckle, and he moves to lie down, grasping Kathy's hips. As he draws them up to his face, Jane moves down between his thighs. Kathy looks back at her and murmurs: 

"No, other way around; I want to watch."

His cock is Jane's mouth by the time Kathy has resettled on his face. She nods with an "um-hmm!" when his tongue licks her pussy, and then chuckles, when Jane looks up at her with as much of a smile as she can with his cock between her lips. 

Soon, Kathy is hardly looking at Jane, moaning with half-closed eyes. Jane glances up a couple of time to see what his tongue is doing, but then is too busy sucking his cock and rubbing her pussy. When his hips begin to twitch, and he moans, Kathy's begin to grind her pussy against his mouth. A few moments later, he comes in Jane's moaning mouth, having to forget Kathy's pussy as he gasps and grunts. She gives a disappointed moan, her hips twitching. When he starts to lick again, she nods with an aroused: "Yes!"

When she sees Jane begin to clamber up over him, her eyes open wider, and she murmurs: "I thought so." His tongue stills again, as she sees Jane guide his cock to her pussy and she moans with them as her hips descend on his. Jane starts to rock her hips, and he returns to arousing Kathy's pussy. 

"Uhn-hnnn!" she encourages him, rocking her pelvis against his mouth. 

"Uhn-hnn," he responds, trying to hold her hips still. Jane almost grabs Kathy's breasts, trying to help him arouse her, her fingers pinching and pulling her aroused nipples, while her hips continue to rock on his cock. Kathy grasps Jane's shoulders for support as she loses control of her body, beginning to whimper. 

Her whimpers shift to a higher tone, sounding as though she is almost laughing, and she comes, his tongue making wet noises, as she gasps and spurts. With a final, quivering whimper/laugh, she exclaims: 

"Oh, fuck!" and collapses to one side, her leg still across his body. Jane gives a long, deep chuckle and drops forward on her hands, looking down at his wet face, hardly returning his smile, as he licks his lips. 

"Yeah, fuck!" he murmurs, and she does. He grasps her breasts, moaning as her pussy rides up and down on his cock. Her eyes are closed, as she moans, quickly shifting to pulsing moans, and then she gasps, and her body spasms. Her hips still for a moment, her thighs still quivering against him.

Kathy rolls further back, extracting her leg. 

"Oh shit!" Jane murmurs, but then resumes fucking him, and his hips begin to thrust up with wet smacks against hers. He groans and gasps and then grunts, and her thighs clench together on him, as she groans with him, her body convulsing, as she collapses down on him. 

For a long minute or two, there is only the sound of them both gasping and moaning, then just moaning, as he embraces her, and she extends her legs. Finally, she raises her head off his shoulder and murmurs: 

"God! That was good!" and kisses him. 

"Uhn-hnn!" he agree with her tongue in his mouth.

When she has retrieved it, he rubs her back and then chuckles and says: 

"It was! With you too," and reaches over to rub Kathy, then adding: 

"We're Buddhists, don't really have a god, but I hope yours also likes that it was so good."

"Maybe I shouldn't have told him."

Kathy chuckles, nodding, and replies:

"He sees everything. You know: omnipresent, omniscient."

"Hm-hmm! At least our parents aren't!"

"Mine too," he agrees, adding: "Hers too - we hope!"

They all snicker. Then Jane says: 

"I'm leaking."

"I know," he agrees with a grin.

"Don't really have to go, but wash."

They get up and go to the bathroom, washing. One of them looks at the clock and says that they can still make it to lunch. They hurry to get dressed, joking about whether they can sit together, the girls suggesting that he can tell them about the rest of his family and what else they did over the holidays. He agrees with wry smile, insisting that they can't ask any leading questions. They agree, but Kathy remarks: 

"But your story isn't over yet; we interrupted it while she was having her period."

"Save your questions till later."

"'Later'," she agrees with a smirk, adding: "You told him you thought you might not be around this afternoon."

"Um-hmm!"

With grins, they leave the girls' room, then masking their feelings with more serious expressions. On the way, he remarks that he hopes they don't see the person he had been talking to. They don't, and manage to carry on a conversation that others could overhear, the girls hearing about Vietnamese boat people and his family. When he mentions his cousin Anh, Kathy does smirk slightly and asks: "Is she nice?" Jane kicks her under the table. He smiles and replies:

"As nice as someone like a sister could be."

Jane sees her sly smile and kicks her again, before she can say anything more. He changes the subject, asking about their families, and they finish their meal, only chuckling as they leave the building.

On the way back to the girls' room, Kathy says: 

"If she's as nice as a sister could be, you have to tell us how that could be."

Jane pokes her in the ribs, but nods with a chuckle. He also chuckles, replying: 

"As nice as you two."

"Oooh! That too?" Kathy responds.

"Just wait," he replies with a grin.

Back in the room, they all immediately start to take off their clothes, smirking at each other. He remarks: 

"I like this, sort of a nudist colony."

"Thought they didn't do what we do," Jane replies.

"Probably do, though; just don't want people to think they do," Kathy remarks.

"You would think so."

"Don't you?

"If I'm all naked and a man is."

"He is," Duong replies with a grin, stepping out of his underpants.

They snort with grins, and agree to use the bathroom. On the way back to the room, he snorts and says: 

"We did that too, not the first day, but then."

"And showers too?"

"Of course."

They settle down again on the bed, sitting against the wall with his arms around them. The girls don't have to help his hands find their breasts, and theirs meet on his cock. Jane snorts and remarks: 

"Where we were before in the story."

" She had her period, and then decided that she wanted to suck your cock." 

"Um-hmm, if you don't mind, as good as you do."

"That's good. I mean, well, of course, that it was just as good for you."

"And that she liked to do it as much as we do."

"I think so; it sure seemed so."

"And then, after her period?"

Hmm? Hm-hmm! The first day, we both did it, a couple of times. You know, like we did this morning. Oh, of course, days when the store was closed, we were good children. Funny a little - a lot! But we usually speak Vietnamese in the family, reverting, I guess, to our previous roles. But alone together we always were speaking English."

"Maybe easier to forget your previous roles."

"Sure seems like it!"

"And then? The next day?"

"We did that again, we were in her bedroom. Good thing! After we had, lying together again ... Oh, we had to make up stories about what we could tell that we had done. She rolls over on me and says: 'If we do all this, can't make any difference if we really do it. I want to.' 

"Of course, I had also thought about it. What else? But I was still surprised. We talked about it. She said that she hadn't been saving her virginity for me; but that she liked that she had; that we had done so much; that she knew it would be good; that it was going to happen before she got married - if she did - so it wasn't about that; that it was right that we had plenty of time - not like what she had heard about hurried first times with no experience;."

"She was right; we've heard about that too."

"And only your second cousin."

"Don't remember if we talked about that. I wasn't arguing with her. I guess now, that she had been mustering all the right arguments."

"Sounds like it. Wish my first time had been like that."

"Mine too."

"Mine was, thank you. So we did, and 'good thing' that it was in her room. Maybe she planned that. I suddenly remembered about protection, didn't have any. But she did. Oh, I remembered to ask before we really started. She did, asking me if I remembered the girl in her class who got pregnant the year before. I did, of course, but didn't know that the girls had all talked about having rubbers. A girlfriend who was ..., well, probably had more experience, gave her a packet. 'Good thing,' because we're in her room, where she had it."

"A very bright girl!"

"Thank goodness!" Then she asked how the girl had done it with me - one of you in my mind. I told her that she wanted to be on top. That didn't seem to surprise her. Well, I don't need to tell the rest. Oh, she had wanted three of my fingers in her pussy, and had held them in her hand. Maybe she had been comparing them with my cock - whether it would fit. Just occurs to me."

"It did."

"It did," he confirms.

"Oh, that's sweet! The way it should be."

"We thought so, think so," he murmurs.

Both girls nod. He adds softly: 

"It was with you two, too," and squeezes their breasts.

"With you too, but a lot different," Jane replies, Kathy nodding.

He nods again. Kathy hums softly and murmurs: 

"We don't have to do anything," sliding her hand up on his thigh.

Jane nods, her hand also leaving his cock. He nods, but squeezes their breasts again and murmurs: 

"You're both so sweet."

"But not like she is."

"No. I had to get more rubbers."

"Of course."

He snorts softly, smiling wryly to himself, and murmurs: 

"She asked me if I would do it again with her, the non-girlfriend. I didn't know."

"You have."

"I know."

"Um-hmm. Hmm?"

"Um-hmm. You don't mind?"

He just squeezes their breasts in response. Jane takes a deep breath and asks: 

"What did you say?"

"That I didn't know."

"And she?"

"Hmmm, she said that we are just cousins."

"'Just'?"

"Um-hmm." 

"We don't have to," Jane murmurs.

He squeezes her breast in response, and they all are silent for a few moments. Kathy murmurs: 

"What do you think she meant?"

"Just that, I guess, that maybe I would."

"And she would mind?"

"Sounded like it. Wouldn't you?"

"I guess so."

They all snort at Kathy's using his line. Jane asks: 

"And you?"

After a moment, he replies: 

"We're here," and squeezes their breasts again.

"Maybe we shouldn't have asked about your vacation," Kathy murmurs.

"Maybe, but I wanted to tell you. Not like this, that it was so good because of 'here.'

"She might have asked you to, anyway."

"What, how?"

"That since you were both virgins, that you do something, like the boy with me last summer, both wanting not to be."

"Oh? Hmm? Maybe, ... wouldn't have been as good."

"You wouldn't have known," Jane replies: "still very good."

"Hmm? I guess so."

"With what she had heard and what you had read," Kathy suggests.

"Hmm? Hmm, but she liked that I did know more, ... like I liked that you both did."

He squeezes their breasts again. After a moment, Jane holds his hand on hers and replies: 

"We did too, what we couldn't do without you."

Kathy nods, also holding his hand. He squeezes their breasts again, their fingers tightening on his hands. They all hum softly. Then he murmurs: 

"I want to. We're here. She must expect that I will. Don't want her to know, but if she asks - she won't."

"I wouldn't either," Jane replies softly. 

"Nor I," Kathy murmurs.

Their hands squeeze the girls' breasts again, and they look at each other. Jane murmurs: 

"Just a kiss." 

They are very good kisses, all three of them, but his cock only stirs. With smiles, in turn they murmur "next weekend," and get up. As he starts to get dressed, and then they do, he smiles slightly and remarks: 

"I liked that, the 'just a kiss'. I guess you also expected we would do more, but I like it. Oh, if you two want to, I can just help move the bed back."

The girls give each other questioning glances and then nod with slight smirks. With a snort, they grin at him and take their bras back off. In just their panties, they help him move the bed back and then watch him finish dressing. He nods with a smile and says: 

"I like this too," looking at their breasts, now with erect nipples.

"A little funny, with you all dressed," Kathy replies.

"But feels good," Jane adds.

"Um-hmm! Want to feel them?"

She and then Jane step closer. With a grin, he fondles their breasts. The girls draw him closer, and they kiss again, the girls, last. He rubs their asses and says: 

"Enjoy yourselves. I'll be thinking about you. Next weekend."




Their First Toys Ch. 08



"Next weekend," they reply together with smiles.

When the door closes behind him, they look at each with quizzical expressions.

"We don't have to."

"If he wants to think that we do?"

"We could wait till tonight and do some homework first."

"Might be easier to do it, if we do first."

"Um-hmm."

Their panties come off, and they do, very leisurely. Lying with her head still on Jane's thigh, Kathy remarks: 

"That was good, 'just a kiss;' sounded like he was thinking more about her."

"Um-hmm, what I felt, too."

"But he said 'next weekend'."

"And 'we're here'."

"Like this," Kathy replies, fondling Jane's breast. Then she snorts and remarks: 

"Like this: maybe he could join in." 

"Like this? Oh! With one of us? Oooh! That would be good!"

"It sure would be! Hm-hmm! Have to draw straws to see who gets to do it first."

"Um-hmm, but then it would be all fair, everyone getting to do the same thing."

They chuckle and get up and wash their pussies and faces, and then really do some homework.

When they meet him early in the week, he immediately smiles and says: 

"This weekend," then with a wry smile adds: "That was real good last weekend, the 'just a kiss.' Oh! - and everything else that morning, of course!"

"We thought so too, both ways."

"It was too good hearing about your vacation."

"Yeah, maybe, but I wanted to tell you."

"Thank you. And 'real good' because of 'just a kiss'?" 

He nods with slight smile and replies: 

"Tell you on the weekend. Oh, have to do something Saturday; Sunday okay?"

"Okay; maybe difficult to study though."

"Because you like to put everything off to the last minute," her roommate replies.

"Work before pleasure," he remarks with a grin, adding: "for me too."

The girls spend the rest of the week trying to get ahead on their course work, only ending up in bed together once, then chuckling about their idea of what he could do with them, as one says: "better than licking with fingers." They turn down a couple of offers for dates. Friday night they do again, then asking each other what he could want to tell them. Saturday morning - "since we want to study today" - they do it again, then in the shower joking about whether they should draw straws before he arrives. 

After drying off, one asks: "Stone-paper-scissors?" The loser insists: "two-out-of-three." After three-out-of-five, the loser says: 

"Doesn't count anyway; I'll just wiggle my ass and tell him to do it to me." 

"You would!"

Pleased with their industry, that evening one remarks: 

"He said: 'work before pleasure'."

"I've done most of mine."

"Me too."

They grin and get into bed together, agreeing that they will sleep better, and eventually do.



Their First Toys Ch. 09



This is the final chapter. Please enjoy and read the concluding request for feedback. 




Sunday morning, after their usual shower, they put fresh sheets on their beds and clean towels in the bathroom, and then get dressed and go to breakfast. Duong is sitting with a girl whom Jane recognizes as one from their French course. He doesn't hesitate to give them a smile, however, but they don't join them. The girl leaves before he does. To their surprise, he joins them, smiling again, and says: 

"She had already seen us together, and asked. Told that I was just helping you with your pronunciation."

"Did she ask you to help her?" Jane asks.

"Not quite, just said that she knew hers wasn't so good."

"Not so shy anymore?"

"I guess not."

Kathy grins and says: 

"I still have a lot of trouble getting my tongue to make sounds like French girls do."

Jane kicks her, but smirks, and they all chuckle. He says that he doesn't have to go back to his room, and they leave together, chuckling as they leave the building. On the way back to their room, he remarks: 

"Oh, it was a lot better than I thought, especially that we didn't yesterday."

"Don't make us too curious."

"We already are."

"You'll like it; I like it."

"We'll all like it."

"That too!" he agrees, and they all nod, exchanging grins.

In the room, they look at each other for a moment, then snorting and nodding, and immediately begin to take off their clothes, chuckling. 

"Your nudist colony," he murmurs.

"Yours too."

"Ours."

He nods with a grin. Naked, they move the bed without commenting. As they are about to get on it, he says: 

"Oh, I want to tell first," and goes back and takes some blue paper out of his pants pocket. 

"We're all ears," Jane replies, she and Kathy now waiting for him to sit between them.

"And breasts and pussies, too," he adds with a smirk as he crawls over the beds.

He doesn't put his arms around them. Kathy looks at the paper in his hand and asks: 

"A letter?"

"Two, why it is especially good that we didn't yesterday."

"Uh? From Anh?"

"Um-hmm. The first one I found Saturday afternoon. Might not have found it till Monday, if we hadn't done more, why it was so good that we didn't, so I could reply immediately, and then got hers yesterday, also good, that way. She's never written me before."

"But of course, she now did want to."

"Sure did!"

"You don't have to read them to us."

"Maybe you shouldn't."

"But I want to, think it will be all right."

"If you want to."

"Um-hmm."

He unfolds a couple of smaller letter pages and reads:  

"Dear Dong,

Hope you don't mind my using the nickname you don't like, 

but that is what comes to mind when I think of you, when I 

see you in my dreams, feel you in my hand, in my mouth, 

wanting to feel you somewhere else, but then you fade away! 

Oh, I have started this letter a couple of times, trying not to 

say that, but it is what I want to say.

It was just so good, and I think it was for you too. So good!

Oh, I don't know what else I want to write. I hope it was that

good for you too. But it wasn't the first time for you. I don't 

like to think about that, but cannot help it. Oh, I guess it was

good that it wasn't, but don't like to think why and how.

And she isn't a girlfriend? But you can with her again?

"Can't be helped, if you want to. Oh, you must want to! Like 

I do, now that I know how good it is. I guess you will. I 

probably will now too. Hope you don't mind. But it won't be 

the same. Hope it isn't for you either. 

Oh, at least it's now better when I do it - a lot better! When I 

am not in a hurry, I think about what you did the first time, and 

what I did, and then ..., well, you can imagine! Do you too?

But maybe you don't have to. I don't want to think about it.

Sometimes I try to count the times: for each of us, this way 

and that, and together. So many, too many to count, but not 

enough! 

'I could have "danced" all night, I could have "danced"all night, and 

still have begged for more.' Well, all day, of course. 

Can't sign:

Your Fair Lady."

The girls are silent after he finishes reading. Then Kathy murmurs: 

"Good that we didn't do anything more last week; it had sounded like you felt about the same way."

"I guess so."

"You know so," Jane murmurs.

"And we like it."

"Um-hmm," Jane agrees, adding: "I never felt like that."

"You know I didn't," Kathy agrees.

He puts his arms around them, and they roll their shoulders towards him, rubbing his chest. He hugs them and replies: 

"You two are so great. Thank you for being so understanding."

"We told you what this is about."

"And now you know why we couldn't one-on-one with a someone who wasn't a boyfriend."

"But you are, sort of, just not ... well, you understand."

"Um-hmm," he agrees, hugging them again.

They are silent for several seconds. Then he says: 

"So I wrote back, why it was good that I had time on Saturday, also with a couple of false starts. I hope I said the right things. Yes, I felt like she did, but what about my non-girlfriend - you two? Finally, I just told the whole story - as briefly as I could. She had accepted that we would again; I explained - I hope - why there wasn't 'a' girlfriend. Oh, it got too long, admitting that we would - didn't say that we just had - and that I could understand that she would. Hmm! Too long to stuff in an envelope her parents would see; then typed it to get it on one page."

"I hope she understood it the way you meant."

"That was brave, trying to explain us."

"I thought so too, but it seemed better to try to explain that than have her keep thinking about one, supposedly non-girlfriend, pretty unbelievable."

"Very! Why each of us couldn't with just one guy."

"You're right; I would have thought so."

"Did she write back?"

"Um-hmm, got her letter yesterday, why it was good that we waited till today."

"You didn't seemed upset about it."

"Hm-hmm! No. Have to read it too."

He takes his arms from around them, but they don't roll back, settling more comfortably with a thigh drawn up over his. He nods and begins to read: 

"Dear Dong, 

Two of them! Is that two half-girlfriends? Not one "a girlfriend"? 

Or two girlfriends, so that you could say that you didn't have 

"a girlfriend" - just one? Oh, you tried to explain it. Sounded like 

something in a novel, not that I have read one like that. 

They're roommates and both wanted to with you? That! 

And everything else, I guess. 

My shy cousin, who had left home a virgin! 

Oh, it can't be helped, if you want to, as long as we can when 

you are home. Am I jealous? A little, but very envious!

At least, you really can't mind if I do now. But that is a little 

wishful thinking after your explanation why they both wanted to 

with you. Maybe it is good that you explained that; I might have 

misled some boy to think I really like him. 

Looking at the positive side. Can't deny you your pleasure, just

wish it were with me. My hairbrush handle is no substitute.

Your spring break is so long away. 

Are you going to tell them about me, about us? If you do, and feel 

like me, as I do about you - as I hope - and tell them that too, 

maybe they'll understand and just remain half-girlfriends or 

whatever. 

I will try to forget about them, especially when I go to bed.

Your Fair Lady"

The girls rub his chest, nodding. He murmurs: 

"I do. I did tell you, well, let her tell you."

"And we understand."

"Like - 'as', in her better English - she wants us to."

"Um-hmm, didn't read her postscript yet: 

PS: OH! Two roommates, all three of you together?!

Doing everything together?! Why didn't I see that before?

Everything? They too?! Oh gosh! Did they? Do they?

Well, I guess if they can share you, neither of them can feel

that she is a real girlfriend. Funny, I guess." 

They all chuckle, nodding. Jane and Kathy rub his chest again, Kathy saying: 

"It is."

"And her logic is good, isn't it, Kathy?"

"Very!"

"It sure is! Funny, I mean, but also her logic, but it's also funny that she hadn't realized till then that we were - are - all together."

"One of us out taking a walk, then taking turns."

"Unlikely! Tell her that we do."

He puts his arms around them again, dropping her letters and finding their breasts, hugging them closer. Their hands slide past each other, hugging him. He murmurs: 

"Two 'half-girlfriends or whatever' is very nice."

They hug him again, nodding on his shoulders. His fingers fondle their nipples, and they nod again, after a moment, their thighs pressing down on his. His spread a little, letting them hold them between theirs. Their hands slid down on his sides, their fingers rubbing. The girls are looking at each other across his chest and don't see his cock stir. His fingers squeeze their aroused nipples, and he murmurs: 

"I will try to forget about them too, especially when I go to bed."

"Should be easy: her nice tan nipples," one murmurs, her hand sliding down to his hip. 

"Um-hmm," he agrees, squeezing hers again and adding: 

"Rosy pink ones are also nice," and then squeezes the other girl's nipple.

"Just try to forget them," she responds, her hand also sliding down. 

"I'll try."

The girls' hands meet on his cock, that has risen off his balls. Jane's fingers urge it into Kathy's hand. As it rises, she turns her hand on it, letting it rise further in her loose grasp, while Jane's fingers reach down and fondle his balls. He fondles their nipples and murmurs: 

"Whatever you want."

Kathy jogs her hand on his cock and replies: 

"We want to do it with each other and let you help."

"Oh? How?" he asks softly.

"She wants you to do it to her, while we do," Jane replies.

"Oh! And you?"

"Next time."

He nods and squeezes their breasts again. Kathy lets go of his cock, reaching up and grasping his shoulder, pulling herself up over him, kissing, thrusting her tongue in his mouth with humming chuckle. He nods, sucking, while Jane turns around and makes space for Kathy to join her, raising her thigh. Kathy slides further, and the girls curl up together. He rolls over, following her, and guides his cock under her hips. 

For a few moments, Jane's tongue arouses Kathy, and then finds her opening - wet. She reaches over and grasps his ass and with her tongue helps the head of his cock slip into Kathy's pussy. She moans, and moans again, as he moves to let it slip deeper in her. His hips thrust a few times, but then are still. For a while hums and the moist sounds of licking tongues are all that suggest what's happening. 

Occasionally, he gives an aroused "uhn!" and his hips twitch. Jane's hand is still on his ass. When her fingers creep further, his hand finds her breast, and her fingers stop just creeping, scrambling quickly to his asshole. When his hand moves to find hers, Kathy's fingers are already there. He encourages them and then finds Kathy's breast. She nods and rocks her hips back, and he begins to fuck her again, slowly. 

Then his hips stop moving, and he murmurs: 

"Oooh! Don't have to do anything, if your pussy does that, keeps doing that."

"Uhn-hnn," she agrees with nod.

"Mmmm! It does. ... Hm-hmmm! It does!"

When both girls' hips begin to twitch, he starts to fuck her again, all of them moaning. His moans become groans, and then he grunts with harder thrust of his cock in her pussy, and they both gasp, grunting and moaning again as it thrusts a second time, and third, and fourth, while Jane's tongue makes very wet noises. 

When their hips still, Jane's twitch insistingly, and she mutters: "Me too!"

Kathy hugs her hips tighter to her face again, and her finger does something that elicits from her a chuckling moan and " That too!" and then she is just moaning, then with more aroused, pulsing moans, and then not just her hips are twitching, her body spasming, as Kathy's tongue makes wetter noises. 

As they continue, he snorts and murmurs: "I guess so." Finally, Jane gives a long, deeper moan and rolls back. Kathy sighs and licks her wet lips, leaning back against him. Her hand slides off Jane's hip and swings back and rubs his. While Jane is still recovering with sighs, Kathy murmurs: 

"Oh that was good!" 

"It sure was! Your pussy squeezing my cock like that."

"A lot better feeling with something in it to squeeze."

"Whose idea was that?"

"Mine. Hm-hmm! Getting it both ways."

Jane snorts and chuckles, remarking: 

"Unfair."

"Next time."

"You two," he remarks: "she must have been right."

"She was," the girls reply in unison, chuckling, one adding: 

"I wonder if she would too, a nice girlfriend till Easter vacation."

"I'm not going to ask her or suggest it. You think all girls would?"

"Well, our girlfriend showed us, and she learned from another girl."

"Who learned from another one."

"It's too good and easy, just need the right introduction."

"Hmm, I guess so," he replies.

"Oh, and it's good another way; keeps us from worrying too much about having dates."

"Maybe, but this with you is much better for that, and - like last week - we concentrate on getting course work done."

"Um-hmm! I did too. Hm-hmm! But not an explanation to write home about."

They all chuckle, and Kathy remarks: 

"Got to go, even though I think I've already leaked."

In the bathroom, he remarks: 

"And you can with each other during the week."

"When you're thinking about her," Jane suggests.

"Trying to. Oh, I do, but a couple of nights ago, I'm afraid I was anticipating being with you again, but not like that."

"We were too, but not anymore when we were in bed together," Kathy replies, Jane adding: 

"But it's a lot better with you."

"And even better with both of you!" Kathy adds with a grin.

"Just be lucky that I let you find out first."

"But if you only want to do that now, I don't get to do everything else I like," he remarks.

"And we like! You will!" Jane replies.

"Um-hmm! We can do that in between," Kathy adds.

"Like right now!" Jane suggests with a grin, licking her lips and reaching out and fondling his soft cock. He smirks and agrees: 

"I guess so. She wrote something about not being able to deny me my pleasure."

"And ours," Kathy adds.

They return to the beds and all curl up together, his cock in Jane's mouth. For a while, they take turns teasing each other. When his cock twitches, and he sounds more aroused, Jane's tongue and head stop moving and let him relaxing a little, but then it's her turn to make his cock twitch again. That happens a few times, and then he chuckles and finds Kathy's asshole with his fingers. Hers then find Jane's, and then hers find his. 

"Uhn-hnn!" he responds, and then they stop teasing each other. His orgasm makes him forget Kathy's pussy for a few moments, but arouses Jane to have her orgasm, appreciated by Kathy with wetter licking. Then he gives her the same pleasure, humming as he laps up her pussy juice.

They recover, relaxing, fondling breasts, exchanging satisfied, chuckling hums. Kathy snorts and says: 

"Remember to tell her that we do."

"Um-hmm, and like to do it as much as you do. Hm-hmm! Almost as much as we like to do it to you."

"Maybe you shouldn't tell her that."

"I don't think so," he agrees, fondling Kathy's breast. Jane nods on his thigh, Then she snorts and says: 

"The handle of her hairbrush."

"Surprised me a little," he remarks.

"Probably occurs to lots of girls, but we've got something better. Get your toothbrush, Kathy."

"You want to show him that?!"

"Why not? Maybe she should get one."

"Her toothbrush?" he asks.

"Get it."

Kathy snorts and rolls free of the others and sits up. As she is getting off the bed, Jane adds: 

"And your pliers."

"You really want to show him?!"

"Why not?"

"Pliers?" he asks.

Kathy shrugs and gets them. The others have sat up when she returns, he with a curious expression on his face, then muttering: "an electric toothbrush ... and pliers?" Jane takes the toothbrush from her and turns it on, handing it to him. He smirks and says: 

"And you use it like she did - does?"

"Haven't since we met you," Kathy replies.

"But before? And the pliers?"

Jane takes the toothbrush back and turns it off, pulling off the brush. Kathy smiles wryly and hands her the pliers. Jane grins at him and shows him what happens when she holds the pin with the pliers and turns it on again, after a few moments, turning it off. 

"Oh! Like that?! And you put it your pussies?"

"Before we had your cock."

"Hmm! It can't do that."

"It can do something else, better."

"I'm not sure."

"It can," Kathy agrees with Jane, who snickers and remarks: 

"It can, but this is pretty good, too."

"I bet! That thing twisting back and forth in you."

"In Kathy."

"Hnn! In mine? Why not in yours, if you have to show him?"

"Because you know what I want to do later."

"I don't know. Well, I know what you want to do later, but ..."

"So you won't be frustrated."

He remarks: 

"I don't know if I want her to know about this, but I'm curious."

"Come on, Kathy, let me."

"I guess so." she agrees with shrug, giving him a resigned smile and then smirking.

Jane drops down on the floor, and Kathy moves her hips to the edge of the bed, lying back, taking her toothbrush from Jane and turning it on. As she holds it to her pussy, she gives him a wry grin and then watches her hand let it vibrate on her clitoris, after a moment, humming. She hums some more. Jane is staring at her pussy, then snaps the pliers together a couple of times. Kathy nods with a snort and turns the end of her toothbrush down into her pussy, moaning. Jane takes it from her hand and turns it off, catching the pin with the pliers. She pushes the toothbrush deeper in her pussy, till her thumb on the switch is touching her. Kathy gasps in anticipation and exclaims softly: 

"Oh shit!" and gasps again, when it begins to twist back and forth in her pussy.

More gasps and moans follow, as Jane fucks her with her twisting toothbrush. He is staring at how Jane is moving it: in and out, changing the direction. His hand finds his cock, which soon fills it, stiffening, when he sees Kathy's fingers begin to rub back and forth over her clitoris. Her moans become pulsing whimpers, as her hips begin to twitch. With another "Oh shit," she loses control of her body, whimpering, laughing, as it convulses, and he sees her pussy juice spurt. 

Jane is also moaning softly, grinning at her success. Kathy lets another spasm wrack her and then forces Jane's hand to pull her toothbrush out it. It twists until she finds the switch; Kathy still gasping and groaning. Jane glances over at him with a grin, then noticing that he is holding his stiff cock. She gives him a better grin with a chuckle. He nods, grinning back. 

They wait for Kathy to recover. Eventually, she opens her eyes and murmurs again: 

"Oh shit! Shouldn't have done that, let her do it."

"Too good?" he asks.

"Hmm? Have to try to remember how good it was before."

"Very! And your toothbrush doesn't get aroused."

"Like your cock did," Jane remarks with a grin, adding: "and my pussy."

"Do what you want, then," Kathy replies, grinning at them in turn.

"Like I want?" Jane asks.

"Probably."

They all chuckle, Jane and Duong grinning and nodding, as Kathy sits up. Jane says to him: 

"Come here," and moves over on the floor. As he moves down next to Kathy, she suddenly says to Jane: 

"No, you just did that; my turn. Then you can do what you want. Hm-hmm! And I'll help."

"Hmm? And I just watch till then?"




Their First Toys Ch. 09



"No, 'till then' I get to do what I want," he replies and moves his tongue between his lips.

"Oh! Okay!" Jane agrees and gets up.

While Kathy moves over between his legs, she clambers up over him. Kathy is already fondling his balls, as she watches him draw Jane's hips to his face. She leans down and stuffs one in her mouth, licking and humming, her lips pressed together around it. When he chuckles, Jane looks back to see why, nodding with a grin. Kathy gets his other ball in her mouth and caresses it with her tongue for a few moments. She releases it and licks up his cock, and then it slips between her lips.

For quite a while, it looks like she is more enjoying cock-sucking than seriously trying to arouse him, but when Jane begins to sound more aroused, she glances up and sees her hips moving and that his fingers are rubbing her asshole. Kathy holds his cock tighter and begins to jog her hand on it, bobbing her head. Jane begins to gasp, dropping down on her hands, her hips twitching desperately on his face. His hips rock up after each three or four bobs of Kathy's head. Then with a shivering groan, Jane is overcome by her orgasm, groaning again as his tongue makes wet noises on her pussy. 

"Oh fuck!" she exclaims and moves back, sitting on his chest, still gasping. He gives a satisfied moan, and then a more aroused one, as his hips begin to rock faster – and another - and then: 

"Uhn-hnn!" A moment later, his hips thrust his cock deeper in Kathy's mouth. 

"Uhnnn!!" he grunts, and she moans; grunts and moans alternating a couple of more times. Then he groans, and his hands leave Jane's hips and hold Kathy's head still. She nods, but her cheeks draw in again, and he gives a pained moan, then a relieved one, when she raises her head, smiling to herself as she licks her lips. After a long sigh, his hands return to Jane's hips, then sliding up and holding her breasts. He murmurs: 

"Fuck, you really want to?"

"Maybe not, if you ask like that."

"Maybe later," Kathy suggests, fondling his now slack sack, adding: 

"I want to. I mean, for her, like I was thinking."

"Hmm! What a team! Anything, but later," he remarks, squeezing Jane's breasts.

"After lunch," Jane suggests.

They all nod, one of them murmuring: "Why we did our homework."

They nod again with chuckles and get up. In the bathroom agreeing that they have time for a shower together. It's too crowded, but they only need to wash faces, pussies and his cock and balls. He remarks: 

"She was a little surprised, when I suggested a shower the first time, but liked it, of course, more surprised when I washed her there, but then liked that too, and then when we were doing something."

"Of course, like we do," Jane replies.

"Not just you," he agrees. 

They get dressed and go to lunch. On the way, he tells Kathy that he can't imagine French girls do anything with their tongues that she doesn't, so not to mention that again. Jane snorts and admonishes her also not to ask again about sisters and cousins. She feigns a scowl and replies that she was already planning to ask how good his cousin's French was. He smirks and replies: 

"Now you have asked. Very!"

Chuckling, they enter the building and start lunch - without any innuendos. But then the girl he was sitting with at breakfast joins them. The girls introduce themselves, and they continue their meal. When they all finish and are leaving, he gives Kathy and Jane a glance and says that he should write his sister. They nod. Jane smiles and says: 

"Tell her that you told us that her French is better than mine."

Kathy stifles a snort, while he nods and says that he will. They go their ways, Jane and Kathy, a little disappointed, but agreeing that his suggestion was better than letting the other girl see the three of them go off together.

The next Saturday, Kathy has her period, which doesn't keep her from enjoying having her pussy licked. In their triangle, Jane demonstrates that she has no compunctions about doing it, while Kathy gets a mouthful from him. While they are recovering, he says: 

"Oh, I wrote her, not just about your French; haven't heard from her yet."

"And that we do, with each other?"

"Yeah, of course, now wondering how she will reply."

"Probably not too surprised; she had already thought so."

"Still."

"Maybe it will make her curious, like it did us."

"Are we going to do what we didn't last weekend?" he asks.

"Of course, Kathy replies, adding: "And I get to help make it good."

With smirks, they move: Kathy dropping to the floor, while he moves to the edge of the bed and Jane straddles his hips, facing Kathy. Kathy murmurs that she is going to like it, fondling his balls and soft cock. Again, she sucks his balls in turn and then his cock, only until it wants to rise. With a grin, she urges Jane to lie back and make her pussy more accessible. His cock is twitching against her throat by the time Jane's pussy is all wet. When she returns to sucking his cock, Jane complains: 

"Enough of that; we want to fuck."

Kathy relents, letting his cock spring up, and helps it find Jane's pussy. The two of them hum, and he urges her sit up again, helping her move forward until it is deep in her. Jane moans and mutters that she has been waiting all week for this, and he agrees. Kathy nods with a grin and then licks up the base of his cock and on to Jane's pussy, arousing her clitoris, and eliciting moans, first from Jane and then from him, when her pussy contracts. When Jane begins to rock her hips, Kathy stops licking and fondles his balls again. 

With some difficulty, she manages to stuff one in her mouth and sucks and licks for a few moments. She lets it slip out, holding his balls, and licks back up to Jane's pussy, her tongue playing with her clitoris. Jane's hips still, as she just lets Kathy arouse her. When he moans, her fingers feel the base of his cock move. "Uhn-hnn," she responds and continues to arouse Jane, moaning with them. 

One of Kathy's fingers slides down and rubs his asshole, eliciting a chuckling moan. She glances up and sees that his hands are fondling Jane's breasts. Her tongue and finger continue to arouse them both. When they moan, she also moans. Then Jane can't hold her hips still, making it difficult for Kathy's mouth to move with them. After a few more aroused moans, when his hips rock up, Jane exclaims: "Oh, fuck!" and drops back on him. 

He grasps her breasts and hugs her to him and begins to fuck her, his hips rocking up as fast and hard as they can - under Kathy's chin, as she presses her mouth down on Jane's pussy, sucking and licking. Jane gasps and clutches her head to her pussy with a soft cry of "Oh God!" When her orgasm shakes her body, her first spurt of pussy juice escapes below Kathy's tongue, flushing down his cock and into her hand on his balls. Her tongue catches the next spurt, however, and she moans, as her tongue tries to lap it up. 

Jane convulses again, and after his hips still, and then again, as she gasps and sighs with a pulsing moan. He has stopped grunting, also sighing. Kathy fondles his wet balls gently and licks her lips, sighing with them. His sack relaxes in her fingers. When she sees his cock begin to soften, she pulls it out and flops it into her mouth, caressing it with her tongue. Then she sees what is oozing out of Jane's pussy. She lets his cock drop and laps that up.

"Can't get enough of it?" Jane murmurs.

"Hm-umm, if this is all I can do."

"Next weekend," he promises.

"When I then can't," Jane remarks.

"But you know what you can do for me."

"Hmm? What a team," he remarks, helping Jane to sit up, who immediately says that she has to go, and stands up. They follow her to the bathroom. 

Back in the room, he glances at the bed and then at the girls and says: 

"We owe Kathy something, and I know what I haven't done yet."

"And I haven't yet done what else I want to do with you," Jane remarks, grinning at him.

They all smirk and get back on the bed, now with his cock in Jane's mouth. This time, Kathy comes first, shortly followed by Jane and Duong. Still lying together, they agree that they must be the most sexually satisfied students on campus, chuckling and fondling breasts. 

They finish the afternoon with another crowded shower and get dressed. It is too early to go to dinner, and they agree not to meet there. Before he leaves, he says: 

"I'll tell you when I hear from her, read you her letter."

"In our room?" Kathy asks with bright eyes.

"Wasn't thinking of that - middle of the week."

"Wouldn't take long, just an hour or so."

"To read her letter?"

"You know what I mean. And maybe we wouldn't have to do anything then by ourselves."

"Hmm? I'm not so sure."

"You go back to your room and do, even after you've spent a whole day with us?"

"It's happened; too good recalling it all, but it isn't as good."

"Not for us either," Jane interjects, then snickering and adding: 

"And my period won't start before Wednesday."

"And mine will end on Monday."

"Oooh! Like last week, with both of you?"

"You want to! Good idea."

"Oh, I guess so. Hm-hmm! With Kathy first, since she has been deprived."

"I'm just a little depraved," Jane replies.

They snicker and grin, nodding, and he leaves.

Monday afternoon, he finds Jane and tells that he has heard from his cousin, grinning and saying that they will like her letter. They agree to meet before dinner on Tuesday - "not too late." When Jane tells Kathy, she grins with a hum. Jane nods, grinning back, but telling her not to wet her pants yet.

Tuesday afternoon, they wait for him, with washed pussies and without panties, then deciding to move their beds together and open them before he arrives "to save time." While they wait, they commiserate that they won't be able to suck his cock, then agreeing that each of them can arouse it for him to fuck the other one. As they continue to wait, they agree that they want to do it first, before he reads her letter, letting that be an interlude before they do it again. And wait again. 

"Bras too?" one asks.

"Could have thought of that before."

"He'll probably knock while we are."

"At least, he won't know that we took off our panties long ago."

They just have them off, when he knocks. Snickering, they slip their blouses back on, and one opens the door, both greeting him with unbuttoned blouses. He grins with a nod, also glancing at their waiting beds, and remarks: 

"To save time."

"What we were thinking. Kathy doesn't want to wait."

"It was your idea! We thought we could wait to hear her letter, sort of in between."

"Hmm! Good idea."

He starts to take off his clothes, watching the girls flip their blouses open to reveal their aroused nipples. When their skirts drop, he snickers and remarks: 

"Saving a lot of time."

"We had to wash, ..."

"So why put them back on again."

"And ...?" he asks, stripping off his underpants with a grin.

"We agreed that the other one could suck your cock first."

"But just a little."

"What a team! Oh, and I can lick the other one then - just enough."

"Good idea! Of course!"

They all grin and get on the bed, Kathy straddling him, facing Jane at his cock and murmuring: 

"Just to watch and make sure she doesn't get carried away."

She doesn't. When his stiff cock twitches, she raises her head and murmurs: "But I wanted to."

Quickly, the girls curl up together, and he moves behind Kathy, shoving his cock between her thighs. Jane's tongue helps it find Kathy's already wet opening. She rocks her hips back, and he moves to shove it deeper in her pussy, and then the girls start to arouse each other.

This time, his fingers find Jane's asshole before Kathy's do, but hers encourage his, as Jane's find his asshole. He snorts, when Kathy's fingers urge one of his to moisten itself in Jane's wet pussy and then to do more than just rub her asshole. He does. Jane rolls back for a moment to lick her fingers, and then they are also more than rubbing, making his cock twitch when his asshole contracts. 

"What a team!" he murmurs again. The girls nod, and then they are doing everything they can to arouse each other and him. Much sooner than before, they are all moaning, their hips twitching. Despite the dual arousal of his fucking her and what Jane's tongue is doing, when he and Kathy come, she continues to arouse Jane, who then also comes, her asshole clutching his finger again and again. 

With moaning sighs, they recover, their hands finding a breast to fondle, one girl also fondling her own. When their sighs have subsided, Jane murmurs: 

"Now her letter."

The others nod, and they all sit up, smiling, and then kissing. He gets up and finds the letter, while the girls move up to let him sit between them. When he rejoins them, their hands immediately take possession of his cock and balls, and their thighs slid over his. He nods with a grin and opens the letter: 

"Dear Dong, 

They do! Well, I was thinking they must. And with you 

watching them? Oh, not just watching them; you must have 

told me everything you do, everything three people can do! 

Is college going to be like that? 

Maybe I should find a girlfriend, instead of a boyfriend, well, 

someone for that. I would like that better and hope you would 

too. A girlfriend, who wanted to? I am pretty sure I would.

If you like it, why shouldn't I? You couldn't mind that.

Oh, I've been thinking about it, wondering who, and wondering 

what she would think of me. I guess she would have to be a 

virgin, like I was. One who had slept with a boy would think I 

was queer, lesbian, but I'm not, just more curious - and know 

how good it is, would be for her. 'Your' girls didn't before, 

although they had with boys. 

Will I risk asking one? Sometimes at night, I try to imagine

how I could. Oh, I wouldn't tell her about us, just that you had 

told me about it.

Enough! I don't think about it all the time - just when I think

of you.

Your Fair Lady"

"You said we'd like it. I think she should," Jane says.

"Me too. Nicer for you, too."

"Um-hmm, but could she talk a girl into trying it? If she didn't want to, she might talk."

"Just tell her that we think she should. She's right, another virgin, who is curious, but like her, doesn't want to do it with the first boy who does."

"Like I did," Kathy remarks, adding: "but it was all right, just not really good."

"You're right, though, it is a delicate subject to raise."

"Probably don't need to tell her that, but do."

He nods, and their fingers fondle his cock and balls. He nods again and replies: 

"I will. Hmm! Who said something about just an hour or so?"

The girls snicker, and Kathy's fingers take control of his cock. As she curls down with her head on his stomach, Jane moves to straddle him. When he moves away from the wall to lie down, Kathy follows him. He slides his arms under Jane's thighs and draws her hips to his face. They all chuckle, and then his cock is in Kathy's mouth, and his tongue finding Jane's pussy.

A few minutes later, Kathy rolls back and moves her feet towards the wall. Jane moves off him into the space Kathy has made for her, and they curl up together, as he rolls over behind Jane. His cock slides between her thighs and with Kathy's help into Jane's pussy. With chuckling moans, they begin to arouse each other, then just with aroused moans as they do, fingers again finding assholes. 

Hips twitch, and their moans become more aroused, and they all come, Kathy last, after Jane catches her breath from having her pussy licked and fucked.

When they all have recovered, fondling breasts again, one of the girls sees his wristwatch and snickers, remarking: 

"Under an hour; we didn't have to do it that fast."

"Not my fault," he replies with chuckle: "I just did what you wanted, what couldn't be helped."

"You sure did," the other girl agrees, and they both nod, he squeezing a breast in agreement.

"But then still time for a shower," one of them suggests.

Chuckling, they get up and crowd into the shower stall and pee on each others legs, then wash each other. He complains that his face doesn't really need to be washed. "But next time it will," the girls promise with grins. They dry themselves and return to the room and get dressed and go to dinner, again agreeing not to sit together.

The following weekend, they all need to wash their faces - and everything else - also the subsequent weekends. He tells them that his cousin is still undecided about daring to ask a girl. But then one Monday he finds Jane again, grinning and telling she has dared. 

Tuesday afternoon in the girls' room, they are too eager to hear, getting undressed, but not wanting to do anything before he reads them her letter. He warns them that it is very long.

"Dear Dong,

I dared, we did! You know her, but I won't tell you her name. 

Was I nervous?! We had talked about boys before, that we 

didn't want to do it just because others were. So after school

one day, I asked if she still didn't have a boyfriend. 'Not like 

for that,' she replied. That was good, her immediately recalling 

our earlier conversations. Then I mentioned that you had told 

me that you had. That surprised her - as it had me - but she 

asked more, as I had hoped. So I told her. Oh, she was really 

surprised, that you had told me, when I told that you had done 

it and, of course - especially - that she - your non-girlfriend - had 

admitted that she did with her roommate. 'Did what?' 'What 

he also does with her.' 'Like that?! Really?! With their mouths?!'

I just nodded. 'They like it?!' 'He must; he said so.' 'Oh gosh!'

'She told him it was better than playing with herself.' 

She blushed. Of course, we all do it, but her blush admitted that 

she does. She just murmured - still blushing: 'Better?' I just 

nodded again. She murmurs: 'With her roommate?' 

I feel bolder and reply: 'If he likes it, what he does, why

shouldn't she, and like it, and her roommate like it, doing it too?'

She looks at me kind of funny - a lot funny. ..."

Jane interjects:

"She sure tells a good story."

"Um-hmm, and fun to read again, aloud;" he agrees with nod, continuing: 

"She looks at me kind of funny - a lot funny. I nod and say: 

'If it's better than doing what we do?' She blushes again, then

with wide eyes murmurs: 'You want to?!' 'I'm curious. Why

not, if it's that good, and we don't want to let a boy do anything?'

'You're that curious?' I nod again. 'With me?!' I shrug with a 

nod. 'You really want to?!' I nod again and murmur: 'You don't 

have to.' She gives me another funny look. When I nod again,

she suddenly burst out laughing, and I do. I'm so full of nervous

tension; I've really said it - almost asked her. When we catch 

our breath, she asks again: 'You really want to?' this time not 

sounding quite so surprised. I'm nodding again. ..."

Kathy interrupts him to say: 

"Sounds like she is saying the right things. At least her girlfriend hasn't flatly said no!"

"And her sudden laughter suggests nervous tension, like maybe she was thinking about it, but still so surprised that she was, that she might want to, that she just had to laugh," Jane adds.

He nods: 

"Um-hmm, something like that," and continues: 

"I'm nodding again. After a long moment of silence, she says: 

'Well, I guess I know that some girls do, but I never thought about it,

and certainly didn't think that you did.' 'Only since he told me, 

told that the girl he sleeps with also does with her roommate.' 

She makes a funny face again, smiling slightly, and remarks: 

"And still does, with both of them? Sort of thought girls who did 




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that didn't care for boys.'"

"Oh, we do!" Kathy interjects, Jane nodding with a grin.

"That's about what she says," he remarks, reading again: 

"'... didn't care for boys.' 'She does,' I reply, adding: 'told him that 

it was just something else that was good. Don't know if I would 

tell a boyfriend that, but I don't have one.' She nods, murmuring:

'I don't either,' then looks at me and asks: "You really want to?'

'If he likes to do it, and she likes to do it? I think I would too.'

'With me?!' 'Wouldn't be any different for you, if you let a boy

do it.' 'Never thought about one doing that.' 'I hadn't either, till

he told me.' 'He sure told you a lot.' 'I asked if he was still a 

virgin, and then asked more.' 'And he told you everything they do?'

I nod again. Suddenly she giggles and asks: 'And she did it to him

too?!" That really surprised me, but I just nod and say: 'She did - 

does - but we don't have to worry about that.' She giggles again, 

saying: 'I guess not,' and then almost laughs again and says: 

'And Duong, who was so shy, now has a girlfriend and does every-

thing two people can?' I just nod again with smile. I wasn't going

to tell her that she was a non-girlfriend and certainly not that it was

three people."

"That would have really shocked her," Jane remarks.

"But now she sounds like she might do it, let Anh do it. Go on." Kathy adds.

"When she doesn't say anything, I say: 'I want to, at least once. 

And if it's better, well, it would be for you, I would like that.'

She smiles sheepishly and replies: "I don't know; I have to 

think about this.' 'Of course,' I agree, adding: 'I did too, just 

as surprised as you were.' 'I sure was! Have to think about it.' 

'Of course. Want me to ask you if you have, or wait for you 

to tell me?'"

"Oh, that was tactful," Kathy interjects.

"Or risky;" Jane adds: "she could tell her to wait and then never mention it again.

"But she does," he remarks, adding: "well, the other way," and reads further: 

"She pauses for a few seconds, blushing again, and murmurs: 

'I don't know. You'd better ask me; don't think I could just tell 

you that I want to.'"

"But she almost had already," Jane remarks.

"Read on," Kathy insists.

"That was a Friday afternoon. I had sort of planned that, that 

we not have to see each other the next morning. When I saw

her Monday in school, she gave me a funny smile, but we didn't

talk. When I saw her on Tuesday, she smiled with the slightest

of nods, so we met after school. She could walk around the 

first block either way, either my route home or so that we didn't

meet, as she had on Monday."

"She wants to," Kathy remarks with hum. He nods and reads again: 

"She gives me a sheepish smile, nodding like that again. I murmur: 

'You want to? Want to let me?' She nods a little better with a wry 

smile, then asking: 'If you still want to?' Of course I did, but I 

just nodded, returning her smile. We both almost laugh there on 

the sidewalk. There are other classmates around, so we have to 

walk to the next block before we can talk. Then she surprises me,

asking: 'We just go somewhere and take off our clothes and do it? 

You do it?' 'If you want? My parents are minding the store.'

She just nods, shrugging with her funny expression. 

"So we do. I was almost as embarrassed as she was, getting 

undressed, even though we've seen each other naked after sports. 

"So we did.

"I don't have to tell you how much I liked it, and she didn't mind 

my holding her breasts, like you did mine. And she really liked it, 

said that it really was better. That was when she had drawn me up, 

lying embracing, telling me that my face was all wet. It was. 

We almost kissed, well, I did. She wants to do it again. I sure do! 

We will, after my period. She didn't directly say so, but I think 

she wants to do it too. 

"Isn't that nice? Real good! Oh, this has used up most of my 

note paper, but so much fun to relate. You can see how I 

started to use the back sides of the sheets. Tell your girls that I 

now have too and Thank You! But I still think about you at night.

Your Fair Lady"

"Oh, that was really good!" Jane enthuses.

"It sure was, and funny; she told us at the very start that they did it, but we forgot that during her long, so delightful letter about how it finally happened."

"And she still thinks about me at night," he remarks.

"We do too," Kathy replies, her hand sliding down his stomach and covering his completely relaxed cock.

"When you're doing what she did?" he asks facetiously.

"No, but we are now," she replies, fondling hi cock.

"But just for an hour or so?"

"And not just thinking about you," Jane remarks, moving up and offering him a breast to suck.

When he is sucking her other breast, and his cock is stiff, Kathy suggests: 

"Let's just do what she did, and, of course, what else we like to do."

"What you want to do right now. I know you, you're not going to let go of it."

"No, but then you can."

Jane's nipple pops out of his mouth, and he remarks: 

"Good thing that I like that idea too."

As they begin to move around, Jane remarks: 

"You should, getting your cock sucked twice, while we just get what we can do - when we're not thinking about you."

With grins and nods, chuckling, they curl up together. This time, they again take turns teasing each other, until Kathy can't resist from making him fill her mouth and then has her own orgasm, and then Jane, hers. They relax, fondling breasts again. Then Jane remarks: 

"My turn," and begins to move.

"Already?" he asks.

"You can," she replies, as she and Kathy change places.

"If you say so, I guess so," he agrees, snorting and adding: 

"My tongue's going to be tired."

"Not before you do it as good as she did," Kathy replies, sliding her thigh under his head.

This time, Jane has to arouse his softened cock, and he lets his tongue relax between sessions of tickling Kathy's clitoris. Then he chuckles and slides his fingers into her crevice, finding her asshole. Kathy's fingers find Jane's, and hers then find his. "Un-hnnn!" he responds and clutches Kathy's hips closer, sucking and licking without pause. Her hips begin to twitch, and his begin to thrust his cock in Jane's mouth. Her other hand grasps it, keeping it from going too deep in her mouth, but making up for that by jogging on it. 

When Kathy's pussy juice wets his face, his hips still for a moment, but then move his cock more insistently. He grunts, and the first spurt of his orgasm shoots into Jane's throat. She moans, and moans again a couple of times more in response to his cock's spurts, and then her hips twitch, as though to remind Kathy to do more after her own orgasm. She does, almost burying her nose in her wet hole as she sucks and licks her clitoris. She has to stop breathing, when the spurts of Jane's orgasm flood past it. 

With satisfied moans, they relax. After a long sigh, he chuckles and says: 

"You were right; I could."

"Of course," Jane replies: "I knew you could. Hope your tongue isn't too tired."

"It wasn't," Kathy confirms, reaching out and rubbing him.

He fondles her breast, and Jane fondles her other one, remarking: 

"Still don't get them sucked enough this way."

"Nor get to suck them," he agrees, adding: 

"I got to go, before one you suggests it."

They get up and all "go" in the shower together and wash and get dressed to go to dinner.

The story could continue, but closes like a fairy tale: "And if they haven't graduated, they are still having sex every way they can every weekend, and often the day after he gets a letter from his cousin." 

For readers who don't like to fantasize about what could have developed, a little help: 

I expect that his cousin eventually admits to her girlfriend that she and Duong have done everything they can with each other; that it sounds so good, that the girlfriend wants to lose her virginity with him. His cousin, despite her emotional attachment to him, agrees, also because she is so curious to experience what he has been doing with Kathy and Jane. 




"Their First Toys" has been fun to write, but apparently less arousing to read. Comments about why would be appreciated. Perhaps my keeping out of the characters' minds and just letting them talk was not a successful stylistic endeavor. Please let me know, or whatever else was less than "Hot" about the series. 

leBonhomme