Chapter 2

The girls spent all day out at the spa and shopping, then called to say they were getting dinner and going to a late movie, so I didn’t wait up.

I marveled at all that had happened as I grilled a steak for my dinner, hit the shower and retired for the night. Maybe they would change their minds and stop, I thought. I would be ok with that, and be happy with the memories I had from the previous night and morning. On the other hand, if they decided to go forward, well ... My cock got hard just thinking about it. I considered rubbing one out, but decided against it. Sleep came quickly.

When I woke the next morning, I peeked into Carrie’s room, and saw the girls sleeping in various positions all around the room.

I left them and went to the kitchen for breakfast. I was at the table eating when Carrie came walking quietly down the hall. She got a cup of coffee, doctored it up, and sat at the table next to me. After a few sips, she hesitantly began to speak.

“Are you sure this is all ok with you? Especially me? I mean, I really liked yesterday morning, and want more, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or feel pressured,” she continued rapidly.

I paused a moment, reflecting, before answering. “I’m ok with it if as long as you are. You’ve been taking care of yourself and making adult decisions for a long time now. Obviously you gave this a lot of thought, and the four of you put a lot of planning into it. So, yes, I’m ok with it. Besides, what man wouldn’t want four young women in his bed?” I smiled at her as I finished.

“Good!” she beamed, “because I’m dying to do this, and I was going to be really disappointed if you told me no!”

With that she slid fluidly off her chair and grabbed my cock, which was stirring and semi-hard from the conversation, thru my shorts. She grabbed the elastic and pulled it down, and I gasped as she quickly engulfed my cock in her mouth. I quickly became rock hard as Carrie bobbed her head up and down up on my cock. She may have only had sex one time before this week, but someone had taught her to how to suck cock, and do it well. Her tongue was very talented, and combined with her hands caressing my balls and stroking my cock along with the movement of her head, it was rapidly bringing me to a boiling point. I could feel my cum rising, and briefly considered trying to hold out, or even bending her over the table and fucking her again, but I decided this was her time and I would let her do what she wanted.

Even though I knew Carrie could probably sense the changes in my body, I thought it was only polite to warn her anyway.

I had wrapped my hands in her hair now, and was holding it up behind her head so I could see my cock moving in and out of her mouth. “I’m getting really close now, Carrie. I’m going to cum soon!” I said to her. Carrie nodded slightly, letting me know she heard, without ever losing her rhythm. She paused briefly and looked up at me, “I know! I can’t wait to swallow your cum!” She sucked my cock back into her mouth then, pushing down and taking me completely into her throat. I could feel her throat and tongue working against my cock, and it was exquisite!

“Oh yes! That’s incredible! I’m gonna cum, Carrie! I’m gonna cum NOW!” I gasped. She backed up then, holding just the head of my cock between her lips as it began to flex and pulse, squirting blast after blast of my cum into her mouth. She slowly worked me with one hand, draining the last of my juice into her mouth before swallowing one last time, pulling my shorts back up and moving back to her chair.

Carrie smiled as she took a sip of her coffee. “Well, that was a great appetizer, but now I need some real breakfast.”

I sat at the table, recovering and enjoying my own coffee, as she made some eggs and sat down again.

“There are a few things you should know,” she began, “about the girls and I. As you know, I only had one partner before. And now you know how much I love to suck cock and swallow!” Another grin. “Those don’t seem to add up, I know. I dated a guy my whole freshman year, and I was going to ‘stay pure’ and not screw him, but he convinced me that sucking his cock was ok, and he taught me what he liked. I practiced on him a lot, sometimes every day, and he would just talk and tell me what he liked, what felt good and what hurt. It took me a while to let him cum in my mouth. The first time I didn’t tell him, I just didn’t back up as he came. I held him too deep at first, and almost choked, so I pretty much forced myself to swallow to avoid drowning. I happened to glance up at him during it all, and the look of rapture on his face almost made me cum! After that I perfected my swallowing technique, and that opened up a lot of doors for us, since we didn’t have to worry about making a mess.”