I’m too young for sex :( pt. 9 [ff][ffM]

I spun Bethany out of her damp towel and pushed her down on my bed. She had a broad grin as she scooted back against the rumbled sheets and jumbled pillows. The explosions from the video game in Josh’s room were loud enough to cover any kind accidental noises we might make. My towel tumbled down to the floor as I crawled up on the bed between her legs.

“I’m gonna fuck you,” I growled.

“Yes,” Bethany gasped as I ran my hands ran up her things.

Her small bushy nest had dew drops I licked up in passing. That made her arch her back and hum as I dragged my tongue up her stomach and between her tiny breasts. When I reached her lips, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me with an abandon that totally slicked me up.

“Yes,” she whispered.

I slid the middle finger of my right hand into her hot tunnel and ground my palm into her clitty. Her eyes closed and she bit her lips while I straddled her leg to press my weight against her. She moved one hand down to cup my own nearly hairless mons and rub her fingers on my clitty.

I rocked my hips into her, trapping her hand while pressing my own into her. Her tight tunnel squeezed around my finger.

“I need more this time,” she begged. “Use another finger.”

I rocked back and slid my two middle fingers into her. That made her open her legs wider and squeeze her eyes shut. Her quiet hiss might have indicated pain, so I whispered, “You okay?”

“It’s so full,” she murmured. “It stings a little, but please keep going.”

When we had played with our fingers before, we’d both only used one. Using two felt so tight, but as my fingers pushed into her slick opening she bit her lip and pressed down. There came a moment when I didn’t think I could go any further. She held her breath and opened wider while I rocked my hand back and forth against her clit.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Keep doing that.”

She was rubbing me as our hips pushed together. I kissed her as my own arousal grew to match hers. When she pushed hard against me, my fingers suddenly slipped all the way in and she cried out.

“Okay?” I asked without stopping. She was so hot inside and her hips hadn’t stopped rocking against me.

“God, yes,” she whispered as I kept the pressure on her clitty and reached deep inside. I rubbed as far as I could reach with with my fingertips and she shook like she was being electrocuted. “Right there!”

I kissed her then, grinding against her while her fingers pressed into me. It was hard to concentrate on so many things at once, but we hit a rhythm that seemed to click for us both. She cried out and bore down, squeezing my fingers, but we didn’t stop. I could feel my own orgasm boiling up at the sight of her ecstasy.

She arched her back, her face turned up and her eyes closed. I licked up her neck as I strained against her fingers, pushing towards my own end. Sweat slicked our bodies. Panting hard, I felt myself building higher than we’d ever gone. The squeezing around my fingers became a rhythmic pulsing and I felt my own pleasure crest.

Straining together, we kissed with beads of salty sweat flavoring each other. The rocking slowed as we relaxed into each other. My fingers were still embedded in her and her hand was still trapped under me, but neither one of us seemed ready to move.

“That wasn’t like before,” Bethany whispered.

“It was so good,” I whispered against her neck. “All I wanted was to make you cum, but I came so hard.”

“It hurt for a second, but then when you went all the way in I couldn’t stop.”

A sudden thought occurred to me. I raised up and looked in her eyes. “I think I popped your cherry.”

Bethany’s eyebrows raised and her mouth fell open. “Let’s see.”

I sat back and pulled my pink-stained fingers out. Bethany bent over and opened her knees all the way and pulled back the furry skin. I got closer to see and discovered the circle of delicate skin around her opening had torn a little on the bottom.

I didn’t really have a cherry left after the hairbrush incident, but I’d noticed Bethany still had one when I’d licked her before. One finger had fit, but apparently two fingers was one too many.

“You got my cherry!” Bethany seemed pleased more than anything, but it made me feel a little weird. I mean, she was my girlfriend and all, but I’d never thought about what that really meant.

She threw her arms around me and kissed me hard. I returned the kiss, running my palms up into her hair. Kissing Bethany like this no longer even felt weird, which was weird.

I thought about kissing Mark and realized kissing Bethany felt the same in my heart. So was I the *guy* and Bethany the *girl*? Or was it just *us*, without requiring some kind of definition. Mark still made my heart beat faster, but it wasn’t like Bethany was some kind of consolation prize. When I pushed her back on the bed earlier, I wanted *her*. Getting off myself wasn’t even on my mind at the time.

When she pulled back, I could tell she knew I was thinking hard.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Here she was, bleeding, right after we’d just had the closest thing to sex we could have together, and she was worried about me.

“You’re my girlfriend,” I said with a touch of wonder in my voice. We both knew it and she had said it out loud to Mark, we’d never really talked about things plainly. Our bestie connection kept us in sync with what we were thinking, but I wanted to put this out so she knew exactly what I meant. “I never thought about being in a relationship with a girl before, but I want to be with you.”

“And Mark,” Bethany smirked. She knew me better than anyone else.

“Yeah, but you’ll be with me long after he’s gone. You’re my best friend and I love you. And if you want to date or whatever, you know I’ll be cool with it.”

“I’ll never be able to date who I want to date,” Bethany said with a sad smile.

“Joe.”

She nodded. “Probably the same kind of thing you have for Mark. That impossible dream. And while I can be with you and Mark, I don’t think either one of you would be comfortable with being together with me.”

“True,” I said. There was no way that was ever gonna happen. There was nothing there but brotherly love. The idea of being with him like Mark was repulsive.

“I’m gonna go wash up a little,” Bethany said as she scooted off the bed.

“And I need to wash my hands,” I said and we both put on our nightshirts over nothing.

I unlocked the door and we slipped into the bathroom together. Bethany got a warm washcloth and cleaned up while I washed my hands. When we were leaving the bathroom Mark was coming out into the hallway from my brother’s room. The explosions were loud until he shut Joe’s door.

“Hey,” he said with a nervous smile on his face. Bethany touched my back and smiled on her way into my room.

“Hey,” I said as he approached and glanced back down the hallway. I stood on my tiptoes while I put my hands on his waist to keep my balance. He lowered his face to mine and kissed me deeply.

“You smell like sex,” he whispered to me and stroked my hair.

“Our girlfriend is pretty demanding in bed,” I teased.

“I heard that,” Bethany laughed from inside my room. I glanced over and saw her putting a pad in her panties before pulling them up under her nightshirt.

“And I heard what you said to Sophie,” I said after locking my eyes to his.

“No pressure on you at all,” Mark said. “But it was true. Whether we can work this out or not, I don’t want to be with her anymore.”

“Yeah, but what if I wanted an overnight trip to the beach?” I teased. “Mom would let us go if Joe was going. Then we could take you over the dunes and give you a blow job in the moonlight.” I bit my bottom lip and gave him a coy look.

“Fuck,” he muttered as he searched my face. “You’re serious.”

“I’d give you one now, but Joe would probably come looking for you before we could finish.”

“Leave your door unlocked and I’ll come after he’s asleep.”

“Can you be quiet enough?”

“I’ll let you put a pillow over my face if you have to.”

“See you later,” I laughed and shut the door.

Bethany was already in bed with a sleepy smile on her face. “Come snuggle me.”

I climbed in and pulled her to be the little spoon. She grabbed my hands and pulled them up over her breasts. It didn’t take long to fall asleep, but I woke again when I heard the door click open. It was totally dark outside and the house was quiet.

Mark slipped in bed behind me and just held me for a moment. His arousal was obvious, but he didn’t push it into me or anything. I took a long slow breath before rolling over to face him.

“Hey,” he whispered after I kissed him. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but I could feel him tenting the shorts against my legs.

I kissed him again, enjoying the rough texture of his skin and the strong arms that encircled me. He seemed content to kiss me for a long time, but I got slicked up enough to want his touch. Bethany woke at some point and rolled over to press her body into my back and kiss my shoulders and neck.

The sensation of them both touching me like that was making it hard for me to do more than react. Bethany pulled up my nightshirt and Mark helped her get it off me. She rubbed and kissed my back while Mark sucked on my puffie nipples. When her hand slipped over my hips I moved my leg back over hers so she could reach everything.

Mark kissed back up to my lips and allowed Bethany to guide his fingers into me. Between him probing my depths and her circling my nub, I was rushing towards a huge orgasm. When I moaned as it approached, Mark covered my mouth with his to muffle my cry.

Explosions couldn’t compare to what happened inside me. Mark’s finger filled me and Bethany’s nimble fingers rubbed circles while I quaked. His mouth ate my screams while Bethany’s soft kisses loved my neck and shoulders. I lost myself for a while, only returning when they pressed around me to keep me anchored to my bed.

“Oh,” I sighed as my trembling slowed.

“That was unbelievable,” Mark whispered to me. He and Bethany had interlaced their fingers over my hip, joining them together as much as they had with me.

“She did something like that to me earlier,” Bethany whispered into my wet skin. “I want to taste you. Can I?”

I was too out of it from what they’d done to me. Mark climbed over to the middle of the bed and kissed Bethany. I rolled into him while Bethany tugged him out of his shorts. When she sat up to take him into her mouth, I began kissing Mark and rubbing his chest.

I guess I didn’t know guys nipples could be as sensitive as ours, but he moaned a little when I circled them through his shirt. I slipped my hand under to rub his muscled stomach and touched his hairy nipples directly.

“Yes,” he gasped.

I glanced down to see Bethany using her hands and mouth on him, bobbing her head up and down. I returned to kissing him and gently pinching his nipples. Before long he was holding his breath, then I covered his mouth to muffle the low groan as he filled Bethany’s mouth.

After a few moments she came back up to kiss me with his flavor on her tongue, then the three of us traded kisses until I didn’t care who was who. I was in love with my best friend. We had Mark as our boyfriend. What had happened between us felt as natural as breathing even though I knew no one would understand.

When we relaxed on either side of him, I whispered. “Tell Sophie you’ll go to the beach. We’ll find a way to be together and it will make her insane when you don’t sleep with her.”

Mark chuckled. “You are a devious woman, Steph.”

“And I wouldn’t have her any other way,” Bethany sighed.

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