Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [F] [solo] Ch. 10-11

#~Chapter Ten~
##A Change of Pace

When I recover, I’m being rolled over. Tammy leans over me now, and she’s spreading my legs. She leans in close and kisses me, and I kiss back. I look down, and see that she’s now wearing the dildo. Her breasts rub against mine, and she starts kissing my neck. Her hands caress my face, and she kisses me deeply. She moves the hair away from my face and smiles. “It’s my turn now, Steph.” She’s more tender than Amanda was, and she spends a lot of time just touching me and kissing me. Her hands are soft and warm, and when she touches my nipples, it sends shivers through me. She notices, laughs, and kisses me again, running a finger down my torso to my belly button, and back up. “You’re so sexy,” she says in a way that I believe her. I’m starting to get wet again from her attention, but she won’t touch me below the waist. Instead, she continues to massage me, running her hands down my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. When she reaches my hands, she holds them tight, then lets go, and runs her hands across my stomach. She then flips her hand over, and gently runs the back of her hands across my navel. I feel her fingernails, cooler, and it’s relaxing, and just what I need after Amanda. She straddles me, and keeping one hand on my stomach, she takes the other and begins to touch herself. She slides a finger inside, and moans. She leaves it inside, and when she removes it, I see wetness glisten on her finger. She bends forward, and runs her finger over my lips. I take her finger into my mouth and suck the taste from it. Before tonight, I’d never even tasted myself, and now I’ve tasted two other women. She smiles as I release her finger, leaving my lips parted. She leans in and kisses me. She then slides up to my mouth, straddling me. She doesn’t stay long enough for me to taste, but slides down me, leaving a trail of her scent down my torso. Again, I shiver, and she smiles at me. “You’re ours now, Steph. We need to make sure that other girls know that!”

Finally, her hand slides down to my triangle, and she beings to touch me. I’m wet and she slides up and down my lips easily. I’m tingling all over from the attention, and I start to moan. She stops, and again slides herself over my body, and I feel that she’s even wetter this time. She spreads my legs a little wider and beings to lick me. Her mouth is hot and close to me. She’s not flicking me, but breathing me in. The closeness is incredible, and I run my hands through her hair. She cups my breasts as she takes me in. It’s almost too much. “Come up here and fuck me, Tammy. Please, Tammy” I beg. She looks up and smiles, then slides up. Her mouth hovers inches from mine, and I reach up to kiss her. She pulls away, and I moan or more accurately, whine, “I want you Tammy. Please. Please fuck me”. And she kisses me deeply, our tongues find each others, and I feel her enter me slowly. I let out what I’m sure is a very loud moan that’s stifled only by our kiss.

She does me slowly, and it feels incredible. It’s different from how Amanda did it. She slides in just a little bit, then slides out. With each thrust, she enters me a little deeper than the previous time, and I feel as if she’s growing inside me. I want more. “Please”, I beg. Her rhythm is constant, and her angle is just right. She keeps kissing me as she does me, and it’s incredible. Her breasts press against me, and she reaches behind and holds me tightly. The rocking motion has me so hot and wet that I’m on the way to another orgasm, and I come in a different way than before… with no pressure on my clit, it’s a slower, warmer orgasm, and it arrives with a soft moan, not a scream. I shudder, and Tammy moves her hands to caress my face. But she doesn’t stop penetrating me. She keeps going, and I want her to stop. “I’m not going to stop, baby. You’ll see why soon” And soon, I do, as I have another orgasm, same as the first, but more powerful. I moan, and she keeps going. I kiss her harder, and grab on to her tightly when I come, feeling myself clench against her. I hear the squishy sounds of her moving in and out of me, and I feel like my body’s on fire. My toes curl, I start to shake, and soon I’m overcome with my next orgasm. It’s so intense that I start to cry. I’m not in pain, but the orgasm seems to release feelings inside me that I can’t stop, and tears stream down my face. This has never happened before to me. Tammy kisses me, and wipes the tears away. And after this she pulls out of me, and lies beside me, just holding me, and kissing me. Just like after the g-spot orgasm, I’m speechless. I can’t quite describe how I feel… safe and warm come close, yet are still inadequate. I snuggle up next to her, and say nothing. “Stay here, Steph. There’s one more thing I want to do for you. I need to finish my massage.” She gets up from the bed, and I pull the covers over me and smile.

When she returns, she has a basin in her hands. She takes out a washcloth, and starts to rub me with it. The water’s nice and warm, and the heat radiates through me as she rubs my breasts, and stomach. She does this for my entire body, paying special attention to my most sensitive spots. “Feeling nice and clean, now, baby?” I nod. This is better than any spa I’ve been to. She now takes a towel and dries me off. “We thought we’d give you some alone time to experience some new sensations by yourself. They’ll probably be a bit strange at first, so we want you to be comfortable with them first. Remember the g-spot orgasm you had last night?” I nod. “I feel bad that we didn’t really talk to you about it this morning. We touched you in ways that you hadn’t been touched before, and in places you probably hadn’t been touched before. When you came, and released, it wasn’t something you could control, and I bet it scared you. I remember when I had my first one, I thought I had lost control, and was really embarrassed. I threw out my sheets so that no one would ever know. But with time, I’ve become comfortable with it. It’s your body’s natural reaction, and sheets can be washed! We have different plans for you tonight, but we think you should be alone to experiment with what feels comfortable for you before we take you there. So for what we are planning for later, we want you to be comfortable with two sensations… the release that comes with the g-spot orgasm, and the feeling of something inside of your ass.”
I gulp. I remind myself, they’ve already been inside me there, and given me nothing but pleasure and respect so far. “So here’s what we want you to do.” She reaches down and hands me the butt plug and a bottle of lube. “Play with this so that you’re comfortable with the sensation. Just lie here for now, and learn what it feels like. Try and keep it inside you for longer periods of time.” I look at the butt plug, and see that it’s probably do-able. She reaches down and grabs a big bottle of water. “To feel a bit more comfortable with the sensation of the release, drink this, but you can’t go to the washroom. If you need to go, just go right here I brought some pads to put under you, so that when it gets wet, you can just change it. Drink as much water as you need. We’ll stay out of the room.” Um. This is too much. My head is spinning, yet I can only imagine what they’re going to do that this is necessary. “It sounds strange, but I totally know that it’s hard to be comfortable letting go, and this might help you to see that there’s nothing wrong with making a little bit of a mess. Both Amanda and I have come buckets at times. And we’re still friends.” I’m not quite sure what to make of this. “So I’ll leave you here with your toys. Take as much time as you need. If it weirds you out—and you want to leave—that’s totally cool. But we’d love you to stay. If you want us in the room, just call.”

And with that, she gets up and leaves me to my own devices. My mind is swimming now with all that I’ve experienced in the past 24 hours. I’ve been with women for the first time, been penetrated in an orifice I’ve never touched in that way before, and quite possibly peed myself in the presence of two grown women. And now they’re encouraging me to do it again?? This is all too much. But at the same time, the sensations I’ve felt with these girls have been strong, and in such a short while that I can’t wait to find out where they’re going to take me. They’ve opened me up so far already, and I can only imagine what they have in store. I remind myself that at every turn of this visit, I’ve been happy, taken care of, and made to feel incredibly sexy. But I don’t know if I can do this… it’s not quite what I had in mind for a Saturday afternoon. But, if this is the “warm-up” for later sex… the anticipation of how incredible that will be is irresistible. I look over at my reflection in the mirror, and realize that if I’m ever going to find out, I’ll have to take this risk. I take a deep breath, and lie back on the bed.

#~Chapter Eleven~
##My Warm-Up Performance

I find it funny that I’ve been asked to masturbate. I’m used to doing it in private, and I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve done it outside of my own home. I smile at this recollection, as I remember doing it once at a cousin’s house, because I was having a hard time getting to sleep. I had to try really hard to stay quiet, and to this day, have never known if she found me out or not. I mean, I had done it at college, when I thought my roommate was sleeping, which was always awkward. But again, we never talked about it.

I look over the side of the bed, and see the butt plug, the water, and as promised, a pile of pads that I can put under me. There’s also two pairs of bikini panties, and a bottle of lube. There’s a note attached to the panties, and it says “wear these while you get wet”. I slide them on, and I put the pad under me, and start drinking the water. I figure I’ll finish it before I start my session, which should help achieve the desired outcome. As I drink, I start to replay the scenes of the past few days in my mind, starting with the evening at the “G-Spot”, and through my first night with Amanda and Tammy, my g-spot orgasm, our shopping trip, and our sex from this morning. It gets me hot. I finish the water, and slide under the covers, and begin to relax. I decide to start just with my usual routine, just to get me warmed up. I start by massaging my inner thighs, and notice that for the first time in a while, I’m fully naked. I’m warm under the covers, and I start to tingle at my own touch. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and run my hands over myself, sliding one between my legs, and using the other to caress my breast. I rub in circles, using the same motion on my breasts as I do on my triangle, which sends shivers through me. I’m tingling and starting to squirm. I know that it’s going to be a quick one, because I’m really hot from this morning, so I focus on my clit. I slide a finger inside me, and notice that I’m not quite wet enough yet, so I keep caressing myself, and decide to fantasize about something that didn’t happen this weekend. An ex-boyfriend.

We dated for a long time, and though the sex wasn’t always great, it evolved, and he knew just how to touch me, and just how to do me so that my orgasms were pretty incredible. One of my favourite memories was when we’d masturbate together, lying beside each other. I’d jerk him off while he got me off. I think of how, when he was about to come, I would finish him off by sliding the palm of my hand over his head, so that his spurts would hit my palm and drip down to his belly. Soon after he had come, I would feel his warm come on my hand, through my fingers, and I would rub it across his belly. He would lean into me, and always whisper “come, baby… come Steph”, and then kiss me. This combination of his body heat, his come, and his voice was enough to send me over the edge. He would kiss me deeply, and when he did, I would start to shake and come. It is this feeling… of his come on my hand, and his tongue in my mouth that I picture as my fingers flick across my clit at just the right pace, and I come. I cry out, my feet curl, and I start to breathe deeply in post-orgasmic bliss.

As the orgasm subsides, I start to feel the urge to pee. For the first time in my life, this exhilarates me. I don’t know what to think… I’ve never voluntarily peed myself, and certainly never dreamed I’d be asked to. I lay back, and try and relax and let this happen. I push hard, and nothing will come out. I tell myself that this is okay, and that it’s going to be worth it. It doesn’t work, so I decide to try something else. I reach over and grab the lube and the butt plug, I drip some lube onto the plug, and also onto my anus, and start to massage the area. I slide the tip of the plug inside me slowly. It feels funny—as if it shouldn’t be inside me, but I leave it there and soon, it doesn’t feel so foreign. I get back to thinking of my other task, and try and let go. This time, I’m a little more successful, but I have to hold the plug to make sure it doesn’t fall out, while I push down to pee. I feel warm and wet, and take that to mean that I was successful. Though it does embarrass me, because it’s not something I’m used to.

I slide the plug in a little more, and allow it to settle. I try and release again, and this time, it’s easier… I’m afraid that it’s going to shoot out of me too much, so I pull the pad up to catch the flow, and just relax. It’s warm and wet now between my legs, and I feel the pad starting to soak. To my surprise, it’s not disgusting, and even feels nice. It reminds me of how I felt when I came yesterday… so warm and wet. I slide the butt plug in a little deeper, and get used to the feeling. It gets easier to wet myself, and the release even begins to feel pleasurable, and I feel a nice tingle as I do this. I slide a hand over the wet panties, and the feeling of the smooth fabric sliding over my clit it incredible. I keep massaging myself, and release some more, and feel the warmth and wetness seep through the fabric and on my hand. I keep this up until I’m empty, and I’m amazed at how much I’m able to release. And the more I do this, the easier it becomes to release. It no longer feels wrong, and I’m okay with doing it. I slide a finger inside me, and also massage my clit. The combination of the warmth, wetness, and the feeling of the butt plug send me over the edge rather quickly, and I come, screaming out loud. I look down, and see that the bed is soaked, and so are my panties. Wow. I slowly pull the plug out, and curl up to relax. Soon, I realize that this won’t be comfortable for long.

I call out for Tammy, and soon she’s in the room with me. “How did it go, Steph?” I tell her. “So you were able to pee okay?” Okay isn’t quite the word for it, but I guess I managed. I tell her that it wasn’t that bad, and in fact, that it felt pretty good. “I’m sure it did, and it’s totally normal for you to feel silly. But it’s also totally okay with me and Mandy. Now I know from experience it’s not to going to be warm and wet down there for long, so we’ve got to change you and clean you up before your next round” My next round? “I’ll be right back” She returns with a basin again, and takes the covers off me. She slides the panties down my legs, and off. She uses a washcloth again to wipe me off, and clean me up. She changes the pad underneath me. “So Steph, I know it was weird…” she continues, as she slides a new pair of panties onto me. I offer no resistance to this, not really considering until she was done that it’s been a long time since someone helped me into my underwear. “You’ve probably never done that before, but it’s a nice way to get used to the feeling of losing that kind of control—and it will help you become more orgasmic when we play with you later tonight. We want you to do this a few more times today, but we’ll clean up between each session”. “Okay”, I tell her, and I can’t quite believe what I’ve done. “So let’s try this again. Do you think you want one of us in the room with you this time?” I consider that if I’m going to do this with them later tonight, I’m going to have to be comfortable with them in the room. “Stay with me”, I tell her. And with that, I’m about to begin my second session.

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