Chapter 5: A Change in Status

I wanted to change my life. I found a quote that said, ‘If you want to change your life, you have to do things you’ve never done.’ I was doing just that, and right that instant the things I’d never done before were sexual.

I was back in Owen’s arms again after circulating to the other two men – Luke and Jake, as my girlfriends fucked them in various positions. I had not fucked anybody, and that was the plan for the evening. I was to get my feet wet, as Sheri called it, in a highly sexual situation.

I had given blowjobs to the three men – Owen, Jake, and Luke, and had each of them cum in my mouth. That was different, and I didn’t find it objectionable. Sheri said almost all men, and many women can’t stand the taste or texture of a man’s cum. Sheri told me that she and Maryann loved it and couldn’t get enough. I fit into that camp.

I felt slightly shocked to see Sheri and Maryann actually having intercourse with the men. I’d seen lots of porn, per Sheri’s instructions, even a one-hour video of the two of them with four men having their pussies plundered every which way. Seeing the act, in real life, stimulated a range of emotions, which mostly led to my arousal and kept me leaking my girl juice. I knew my body was telling me it wanted to fuck.

My two friends had fucked all three men in various positions right in front of me. From Owen’s arms, I watched Sheri take Jake and Luke simultaneously; Jake was in her pussy with his cock as she was the ‘cowgirl’ position on him, and Luke was behind her with his cock in her ass. Sheri kept having screaming orgasms.

Maryann had done five minutes of the double penetration earlier, that I learned was called ‘D.P.’ for short. They were being DPed. Maryann told me she had ‘brain fog’ from so many intense orgasms in that activity that she had to stop. Sheri had gone on that same path.

I’d had my own share of orgasms, thanks to the men. Each had performed cunnilingus on me until I was a blithering idiot, and then they turned me over to the next man in the crazy rotation we’d all started. I hadn’t thought much about the group sex, it was just the way the evening unfolded, but I really liked it and wanted more of it.

When I’d first gotten naked, I’d felt some embarrassment, but not one of the others seemed at all concerned about their own nakedness; so, I thought, why should I.

Owen had run his cock up and down my slit, coating his glans with my juices. I had watched and even hoped that he would surge forward and bury even inch of his lovely penis – cock – inside me and then fuck me further into heaven. He didn’t, but he told me that when I was ready, he wanted to be the first man to be with me. He did have the first inch or so inside my labial folds, kind of.

I made Owen cum a third time with another blowjob. He had gotten his ‘rocks off’ inside Sheri. I liked that terminology for emptying his balls. So, he had gotten to orgasm inside a pussy that evening. I think that was important to each of the men. That said, I had the cum from three men inside me from four different blowjobs. I loved this terminology. The vocabulary was delightfully crude.

To wrap up the night, Luke served us all up a night cap after we’d each gotten redressed in the clothes that we’d had on. Sheri had Luke prepare a Manhattan for me. I really liked that drink, too.

As I sat and sipped, Sheri set up a triple date with all of us for Saturday night. That was two nights away. Each person locked the date in on their iPhones. Luke then drove all of us back to the Epoch so we could get our cars and head home.

I was a little late for work on Friday morning. Sheri was sitting in my office cubicle. She stood up and hugged me and then kissed me on the lips. She said, “You did good, Grasshopper. How do you feel about last night?”

I grinned. “I am so happy I could almost burst. I love following in your footsteps. I was ready to do everything you did, but held off because you told me to. I so wanted to fuck the men.”

She nodded. “I watched you a lot, Brie. You distinguished yourself with the men. You were superb at making out with each of them, didn’t mind the foreplay at all and were an eager participant, and your blowjob form looked exceptionally good. I think you learn well from watching videos.”

I grinned and said, “I’ll watch your porn videos tonight to get ready for tomorrow.”

Sheri rolled her eyes. “I just wanted to be sure you were all right and happy.”

I nodded, “I guess I should feel a little slutty, in your parlance, doing sexual things with three men, but it all seemed so normal and it was so much fun. I wanted exactly the kind of social life that happened last night. If I can keep advancing and not backslide, I’ll be very happy. Thank you so much for leading me into these situations.”

That day at work I seemed to be a powerhouse. Moreover, I had some great ideas for the project and after explaining them, all were accepted. I felt sorry that it was Friday because I was still raring to go.

I thought Sheri and Maryann might go to the Epoch after work, but they were both behind on personal stuff such as laundry, ironing, bill paying and the like, so they headed off to grocery shop and do personal stuff.

I saw Kevin, the graphics artist on my marketing project team. I actually asked whether he did anything after work on a Friday. He asked what I meant. I explained that I’d gone to the Epoch lounge on prior Fridays and that my usual friends were tied up.

Kevin lit up. “I’ll go with you. I’ve been there a couple of times, but hate to go alone. I know one or two others that might like to come, too. I assume you know that place is a meat market.”

“Meat market?” I wanted to ask what kinds of beef they sold. I hadn’t seen a sales counter anywhere in the club.

Kevin rolled his eyes at my naivete. “It’s where guys go to pick up girls.”

I logged in more new terms in my rapidly expanding vocabulary.

By close of business we had a group of six that went to the Epoch for a drink and a bar snack dinner. I had a Manhattan, and then a white wine and got some sliders to eat.

The group didn’t know each other that well as we arrived, but soon it seemed like we’d been old friends for years. I was in the thick of it, too, along with Kevin, Marsha, Sarah, Blake, and Aaron. We laughed and carried on until about eight-thirty, and then we each decided to head home. I had at least one video of Sheri’s to watch that night and a date with my dildo.

Saturday, I was nervous again about what would happen that night. I watched two more of Sheri’s porn videos on the Internet, and then watched several ‘orgy’ scenes where three couples interacted with lots of sex. There were a lot of those on the Internet, as it turned out. I was gearing up for our triple date that night. I was also so aroused I would have fucked the Washington Monument.

I did all my usual errands and tasks, and then in late afternoon starting primping for the date. I was told that ‘someone’ would pick me up at six-thirty, we’d congregate for drinks and dinner, possibly go to a club for dancing, and then see what happened from there on.

I wore the ben wa balls all morning. I wore one of my new anal plugs all afternoon. I freshened up the shaving job on my legs and pussy, and then showered and carefully applied my makeup according to Sheri’s specifications. I also remained nude most of the day, so I’d be used to that state of being when nudity became the norm later that night. I loved being a nudist. I hoped that I loved having intercourse.

Maryann called and ran through her checklist for me to get ready. I’d already exceeded her expectations, so she laughed and promised to see me in an hour or so.

I removed the butt plug and tested myself with my dildo for readiness for penetration in that ‘other’ orifice. I made sure the smaller bottle of sex lube was in my clutch purse.

I put on my thong and then the other cocktail dress that I’d bought. This dress was just as short and daring, but an off red color with a splash of white in a few strategic places to give the dress an exciting electric look.

Exactly at six-thirty I opened my front door after someone knocked. Owen stood there with a single white rose in his hands. “Good evening, you beautiful woman. I brought this rose for you, but you are far more beautiful in every way.” Owen went on more about how nice I was and how desirable in every way he could think of. He was very romantic as he held me after his arrival.

I finally told him that he was laying it on thick, and said, “Owen, I am a sure thing for you. You know I’m a virgin, and you’ll take my cherry tonight. I’m through with that old me that was naïve, not very social, a bookworm, and not at all sexual. Now, I plan to be the opposite of all of those.”

Owen hugged and kissed me. “I’m here to help. I know you’ve been using Sheri as your coach. She put us all on our best behavior with you. Maryann threatened castration if we pushed you too hard.”

I teased, “It’s a hard push I want tonight from you, right into my little ‘cooter’. That’s a new name for my pussy that I learned from a porn movie last night.”

Eventually, I put the rose in a tall drinking glass of water, kissed Owen some more, and then got a shawl, and we headed down to his car. I was tempted to offer him my body for the rest of the night right in my apartment. Also, I noted that his smooth arrival and kisses had made me wetter between my legs. Maybe, I’d become a push over and an easy lay. I guess we’ll find out over the next few weeks. I saw a great future in being a slut. All these handsome men would want ME.

The restaurant we went to was nice. We connected with the others, had drinks in their lounge, and then a great meal. Both Sheri and Maryann checked in with me regarding my emotions, plans, and expectations. All that said, we were having a lot of fun. The dinner conversation was wide-ranging.

After dinner, we were all strolling out of the place to our cars. Jake said something about the club where we were going. I said, “We all want to have sex. Why not skip the club and go for the main event?”