Chapter 15: Role Model?

The evening was truly heavenly. I made love with seven men – long, romantic, wet, orgasmic love. That number did include a few men I only spent five- or ten-minutes fucking, because my best friend Sheri was having everyone on the patio swap partners frequently. I liked that, too, but there wasn’t much satisfaction or orgasms, just laughter at our naughtiness.

That number also didn’t include a twenty-minute sex show that I put on with my client’s wife, Grace. We had a massage table all to ourselves and did everything either of us could think of in a sapphic nature to each other. During that activity, I ate a lot of cum from her pussy and also about a gallon of her pussy juice. She returned the favor.

Between my third and fourth serious partner, I also put on a shorter erotic show with a little blonde pixie named Allie. She was a senior in high school, and the daughter of a woman my friend Sean is frequently fucking despite her marital status. Her husband apparently likes the idea, but didn’t know she’d sent her daughter to Jake’s orgy. That was Allie’s decision.

Four of us ended up back at my apartment. Allie, Owen, Kevin, and me. We drove from Jake’s completely naked, and just carrying our clothes. I was back to wearing my CFM shoes, and both men got turned on again. The four of us fucked one more time before sleeping: Kevin and Allie in my pull-out sofa, and Owen and me in my bed.

Sunday morning, we all fucked again, this time trading partners a couple of times after one of us would have an orgasm. Both Allie and I were nearly delirious with the orgasms the men gave us.

We finally dressed and walked a few blocks to a breakfast-lunch place called Station 400. The four of us ate brunch, and then walked home. Owen and Kevin left, and Allie told me she wanted to talk. I figured the ‘girl talk’ was about all the sex we’d had over the past sixteen hours.

Allie curled up on my sofa. “Brie, I think I love you.”

“I think you’re pretty special, too, Allie. What brought this on?”

“I’ve heard a lot about you and then met you last night. I watched you carefully, and I hope that I didn’t act weird or anything. I was evaluating you to some degree.”

“I did feel watched, but I figured that party was your first rodeo and you were looking to see how a veteran handled certain aspects of the evening.”

“That was part of it, but there’s more. Before I tell you, I want you to know that you can reject me and I won’t go all blathers on you. I’ll just keep looking.”

“Huh?” I didn’t understand.

Allie said, “I’m looking for a best friend and a role model who are the same person.”

After a long silence, I said, “I’m deeply honored and you’ve touched my heart in many ways. Are you sure?”

“I am. You are such a fun-loving person, so happy, enjoy being with everyone, and people warm to you instantly. The guys all love you and want to make love to you. The women all appear to be good friends, even those you meet for the first time, like me. Also, you are skilled at making love with a woman; that really impressed me.”

I laughed, which puzzled Allie. She asked, “Why are you laughing?”

I told her, “A little over a year ago, I approached Sheri – who you met last night, and asked her the same thing and for the same reasons. I was an introvert, inexperienced, a virgin, had no street smarts about relationships, and didn’t know squat about men or sex.”

“Did she let you be her friend?”

“She did. I offered to pay her, too. I knew I’d take a lot of her time. She turned down the money, but she, and then her BFF Maryann, took me on as a cause. I was a baby bird with a broken wing that needed fixing. They fixed me, I guess; especially if you see me as a role model.”

“I do. I like you, too.”

“Don’t you have a BFF your own age?”

“I have several friends, but I feel that over the past year I’ve just leapfrogged ahead of them in all the things I’m interested in. Last night’s party put me a whole light year ahead of them. I think they would have been horrified by what went on. I was in seventh heaven.”

I nodded in understanding. “So, now you need someone that’s ahead of you rather than following behind.”

“Precisely.”

“I did some crazy things to loosen up and get used to all the relationship stuff. The situation around me now includes several serious boyfriends, but no one that I want to be exclusive with. They understand that and feel the same way.

“The other thing you should know is that by contemporary standards I am a slut. Some people might call me a whore, although I don’t fuck for money. I do fuck for fun, and I have lots of fun. If you don’t want a reputation as an easy fuck and a loose woman, you probably don’t want me as a role model.”

“I do. I loved last night. I would have kept fucking except the men all got tired.”

“I’ve also done some pornography videos. Sheri got me into it, but it was my choice to do them. That was fun, but it furthered my reputation as a slut. Are you sure you want a porn star as a good friend?”

“I don’t care. In fact, I think that’s kind of cool. I’d like to do that, too. Could you show me what I need to do? I mean, I know you suck and fuck, but how do you get into the business?”

“I could, but I also don’t want to get Sean in trouble for introducing us when my checkered past gets revealed to your mother.”

Allie laughed, “She won’t care. She might even be interested in doing some of her own videos.”

“Sean indicated that he has an ongoing affair with your mother?”

“They’re fuck buddies and have been for five years. She calls herself his MILF. My father has a honey a little older than me on the side and doesn’t care what Mom does, but they still love each other. I think she started with Sean as a revenge fuck, but then liked it so much that she continued. I told you that Sean took my virginity two nights ago. He was so nice and so tender. He’s a sweetheart. I can see what Mom likes about him. I’m sure we’ll have some time together again.”

I teased, “Do the mother-daughter thing with him – both of you fuck him together. Also, do sexual things with your mother to entertain him. He’ll never forget.”

“Ooooh, good idea!”

I asked, “So, friend, where do you want to start?”

“Help me be like you.”

“Do you have a way you’d like to start doing that?”

Allie shrugged, and looked helpless. I leaned in and kissed her. We did that for a little while.

Finally, I said, “Do you wear sexy clothes to school or just around?” That’s one way that Sheri and Maryann started me to change.

“Not really. I could do more, but the school has rules and regulations about that kind of thing: nipples and pussies can’t show, skirts or shorts must be at least six-inches below your crotch, no cleavage, and so on. There are exceptions for gym and cheerleading.”

“Do you cheerlead?”

“No, I was too afraid of rejection to try out.”

“Hmmm. What happens when school ends? Where do kids in your class go to hangout?”

“There’s an ice cream place near the high school, the Westfield mall, and, of course, there are after-school sports.

I laid out a plan of action for her that skirted the school’s dress code, but would get her ‘out there’. I also gave her the ‘pussy and tit flash’ challenge. She laughed but liked that idea. I added in some extensive flirting with a male in her class that wasn’t already taken. I suggested she look at the class nerds, and pick a handsome one, and then make his day by fucking his brains out.

I also asked her to plan on attending Jake’s next party, and to even see whether she could become close enough to a fuck buddy to bring him. I gave her the vital requirements.

Allie liked my ideas and even offered some possible elaborations. I also urged her to talk to her mother about some of the topics that seems to have been avoided in her household ... and they’d never been on the table in mine either.

I gave her a copy of the book entitled The Ethical Slut. If there was one book that represented my philosophy about life, sex, and relationships, that was the one. I told her that later, as we got her a little more savvy about deep relationships, we’d also have her read Open Marriage, an older book but just as applicable today as it was in the 1970s when it was first published. Nothing has been written since either of those that encapsulates the principles guiding my life.

I again had with her the reverse of the discussion I’d had with Sheri over a year earlier about living her own life and not trying to duplicate mine. I think she got it.

Allie went home and I used the rest of the day to work on ‘Flowers by Candy’ website and marketing campaign. Kevin came back about seven o’clock and we went out for dinner at a Greek restaurant. We watched some TV and made love, and went to bed.

I got some texts every few days from Allie that were like her reporting into me about her accomplishments in the areas we’d discussed. Watched some great porn last night. Wardrobe malfunction today after gym [embarrassed emoji]. Forgot undies and didn’t sit in ladylike position in class. Finished reading How to Flirt and then did a lot of that. Picked nice boy to target. Had great make out session after school [happy face emoji]. Got felt up and fingered – trying not to be too easy. Was easy yesterday – took his virginity.

Allie’s messages were concise but together told the story of a girl evolving into having sex as part of her life. Of course, at Jake’s party she’d gotten the complete indoctrination. She was revisiting that route with a more normal progression that even I had never done and with at least one male closer to her own age.

I was busy almost every night with one of my favorite men: Owen, Kevin, Luke, Sean, Jake, Ryan, and Blake. I was also in touch with Mike, Grace, Chad, and Grace in Denver, mostly about my progress on work.