The virgin and his friend [MM/F]

My roommates were away: Selene went to Cancun for Spring Break; Caroline was building houses for Habitat for Humanity in Atlanta. I had planned to go back home to the parents' place, but decided in the end to stay where I was and catch up on school work. Cold weather lingered in the midwest through the end of March. I remember it being a productive several days, but by the end of the week, I had a severe case of cabin fever.

A pair of high school students accosted me on my way in to the liquor store. They claimed that they were 18 and needed someone to buy them beer. I was only 20; bearing a driver's license that my older sister had "lost," I agreed to help them. We made conversation at my car afterwards, and I invited the pair back to my place to drink with me.

Several hours later, as the television played another rerun of Star Trek, pizza boxes were stacked on the table next to the legion of empty beer bottles. My weight leaned backward into the braver of the two boys, who had been the one to ask me to buy them beer. He sat sideways on the sofa, reclining against the arm. His hand was in my sweatpants. Under panties, he stroked my pussy. Tall and lanky and not yet grown into his frame, the other boy, more shy, watched us, eyes fixated on the hand that made a bulge at the joining of my legs.

I brought my foot to his crotch. The heel and the soles traced the length of the erection under his jeans. "Take it out," I said. "Show me."

He fumbled with the fly, and he pulled his pants down to the knees, and the boxers followed. The penis was thick and uncircumcised. It catapulted against his abdomen. He held the shaft at an angle and displayed himself to me.

My forward motion pulled the hand from my pants. I took the hot flesh on exhibition in my grip and tugged the foreskin down. The glans glistened with his precome. My tongue swirled around the head. With a pounce, I took the front third past my lips and, collapsing cheeks, sucked down hard. Stroking the cock, I asked if they had had sex before.

The one behind me asserted that he had received blowjobs and fucked a former girlfriend. The one in front of me admitted to getting blowjobs but left the rest of it unspoken.

I was most of the way drunk. "I want you to fuck me, both of you," I said.

Going to ground, I moved between the taller boy's knees and bobbed up and down the shaft, which had a satisfying length and girth. My fingers held the balls. I was wet, fellating one high school student in my apartment while the other rapidly undressed and fondled my breasts under the maroon t-shirt and the bra. My face rotated, the vertical movements intensifying in their pace, until, a few minutes later, he came without warning, the penis triggering against the roof of my mouth, shooting semen at the back of my throat.

My mouth was too small: some of his spendings dribbled down my chin and throat. I showed him the mound of viscous come that remained on my tongue and swallowed his salt down.

They went with me to my bedroom, where I rolled a condom over the one with more experience. I spread my legs and squeezed with the muscles of my cunt once he had entered me. He hunkered on top and fucked me hard and without finesse, lasting all of five minutes until he also came.

The virgin was next. He had sat on the corner of the bed and observed me fuck his friend. I masturbated my hand along his shaft, and I kissed him. He was center stage now, the covered cock standing like an obelisk. I told the boy who had fucked me already to wait for us in the living room because I wanted a first time to be a private occasion. Once we were alone, I mounted him and held his hands while he got accustomed to the heat and the wetness inside me.

My pussy bounced over the cock, tentatively at first, then at a steady andante. Bending, I held his face between my forearms and slashed my tongue in his lips in conscious imitation of intercourse. As I sped up, the sound and the look of his pleasure augmented my arousal. When I sensed orgasm nearing, I pulled free and moved to my knees and had him fuck me from behind. He held on to my waist while I banged him backward, spinning my pussy, clenching down as he bottomed out. A man now, he grunted expressively and spilled his seed in my vagina. After I held him for a while in a glow of post-coital splendor, we joined his friend, who was flipping through the channels on TV, for another beer.

The rest of the night was pleasant, though not especially remarkable for the sex. I can't say how many times they came in total, but because of the resilience and inexperience of youth it was many each and most of the time too quick. The boys took me together, one of them pounding me from behind as I sucked on the other one's prick. I had a cock in my mouth while the former virgin licked my cunt. I took one penis missionary style, and the other, no doubt inspired by porn, did sideways pushups into my throat. They traded off in my pussy — I declined to share my ass — and, after we had exhausted my supply of condoms, jerked themselves over my face and body. Once they had left to meet their 1 am curfew, I replayed the events of the evening in my head and finally procured an orgasm (a small one) through the agency of fingers on my clit.

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