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Fenced

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Chapter 21: Phase Two

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 21: Phase Two - Longtime friends Barry and Larry are on the back porch after (high) school with their laptops. Is that homework on their screens? The hot young widow next door sees repetitive motions through their fence's knot hole, and videos them. Maybe she can offer something non-electronic for their laps, hmm? When she's done, those 2 guys and their 2 girlfriends have poked through their first fence line to adulthood and found love.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Fa/Fa   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   Teen Siren   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Crime   School   Sharing   Incest   Mother   Son   Cousins   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   First   Facial   Petting   Nudism  

The next day found the four of them at their usual lunchroom table. Once again, Diane recognized that something unusual was happening with Evie.

“All right, Evie, spill. What the hell is going on with you?”

“Uh, well, long story short, Hera decided that Barry was no longer her boyfriend and expelled him from her bedroom. She said the poor guy had to live with me and be MY boyfriend instead. Since I’ve been lusting for him since I moved here, I accepted the new arrangement.”

“REALLY? Barry, is Evie telling the truth?”

“Diane, she is making out like she’s making a heroic sacrifice while Hera is being a bitch. That’s very misleading, but it is true we are now sleeping together and Evie, not Hera, is my girlfriend now.

“We tried to seal the new deal with sex, but penetration wasn’t possible so we had oral instead.”

“Alright, Evie, this time tell us with total accuracy, did you two have oral sex, and also what does it mean, ‘penetration was not possible’?”

“He sent me to the moon, and then to Venus, just with his tongue. Barry is AMAZING! And then, he was very enthusiastic, he clearly loved my blow job.

“But I couldn’t, oh, I wanted him to, but, oh, sorry—”

She couldn’t continue, she buried her face in her hands and wept. The three of them saw her shoulders shaking. Barry put his arm around her trying to comfort her.

Larry was shocked and angry. “The hell! What did you do to her? Why is she crying?”

“It’s not like that! I wouldn’t hurt Evie, I couldn’t!” Barry continued, “She’s afraid. She believes her first time will be awful: painful and bloody. Guys, she was trembling and pale. I couldn’t, oh, the LAST thing I want is to be hurting her. It’s not good love making when she’s terrified.”

Diane sensed that her weeping was drawing attention from other students, and tried to soothe her. “Sweetie, don’t worry. Let’s not talk about this here. You know Barry wouldn’t want to hurt you. It’s all right.

“Look, we’re all going to Hera’s after school. You’ll feel better once you’re home, not in public.

“Evie, we have about ten more minutes left in lunch period. Come with me to the ladies room and we’ll get you cleaned up for your remaining classes.”

Hera’s House

Hera welcomed all of them at her back door and led them in to sit at her table.

“Evie, what’s wrong? You’re upset, it’s obvious. Did Barry hurt you?”

“No, no. Barry’s been wonderful to me. I’m upset at myself. I’m being stupid!”

“Oh, no. Hey, let me cheer you up. Let’s go to my backyard and I’ll show you something you’ll enjoy.”

Behind Hera’s house, she led her to the fence.

“You know Larry and Arlene live in that house next door, just over this fence, right? Yeah. So they have an enclosed porch area on the back of their house. If you go down and look through that knot hole there you can see directly into that porch.

“Go ahead, take a quick look through the hole. That’s right. So one afternoon I was out here pulling weeds and I noticed something moving through the hole. I put my eye up to it and I saw Larry and Barry on that porch.

“They had computers set up out there, and they were standing side by side staring at the screen with their pants down, masturbating. Yes, really, jerking off!

“I can see on your face; you don’t believe me. I made a video; would you like to see it? Sure, I’ll show it to you and Diane back inside the house.

“The next day, I stopped by, showed them what I had seen, and gave both of them their first blow jobs. Long story short, that’s how eventually Barry became my, uh, housemate, and Diane got together with Larry.”

“You just went over there and gave them both blow jobs, the next day?”

“You have to understand, Evie, on that day I had had zero sex since my husband Mike died three years earlier. And, you also know how incredibly hot those two guys are. For me, then, they were literally irresistible. I’ll show you the video and you’ll understand, I guarantee it.”

Inside, she brought everyone into the living room and fiddled with her television and phone until the phone’s display was being mirrored.

“Alright, the four of you. This is the infamous knot hole video of our boys, jerking off on Larry’s back porch with their pants down. It was my first sight of them.”

Afterwards, Hera asked, “Evie, do you feel better now?”

“I do, actually. They are, after all, fucking adorable, right, Diane—, shit! Why are you upset?”

“Arlene saw them—this exact scene—a couple of days after this video. She sent Larry to that prison ‘school’ because she thought they were gay. Where those monsters ABUSED him! That’s what I’m thinking about, watching this.”

“I’m so sorry!” Hera apologized. “I had not considered how this might upset you, Diane. I was thinking of Evie.”

“Yeah, I know. Ooh, alright, I’m calming down. So Arlene is still anti-gay, but she has sincerely apologized. My Larry has forgiven her because his heart is so amazing. I love you, Larry, so much. I’m sorry for being ‘Debbie Downer’ today. Mnph! I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight that you’ll forget I was being cranky this afternoon.”

“And, shit! The whole reason we are here today is you, Evie. I’m sorry we got distracted from talking about your situation. Barry, come here, let’s make an Evie sandwich. OK.

“Evie, we couldn’t talk about this at lunch. But you’re here now where it’s private, and Barry is right here, too, to comfort you. Hopefully, now you can tell us about this issue you’re having.”

“I’m so ashamed. Barry is gentle and sweet, and I know he cares for me.”

“No I don’t.”

“WHAT?!”

“I don’t ‘care for you,’ I LOVE you, Evie. It crushes me to think I’m making you afraid.”

Hera interjected, “I do NOT understand. I’ve always found Barry to be gentle and sweet. Why are you afraid?”

“Hera, it’s not me, it’s sex. She’s fearful that her vagina is going to be torn open, with awful pain and bleeding. When she thought we were going to have her ‘first time,’ which she told me she wanted, she was shivering and pale, obviously terrified.

“So we only had oral sex. Which was wonderful, for both of us. I think both of us want to get past this. She wants me to be her first, right, Evie?”

“Oh, yes! I know my fearfulness is not rational. But he’s right, somehow my emotions get control and I imagine the worst, then he sees me actually shaking with fear. It’s so unfair, I KNOW that Barry wouldn’t, couldn’t hurt me. Yes, I love you too. I hate disappointing him, Hera, and also disappointing myself.”

Diane picked up her hand and pressed it into her chest. “Listen, look into my eyes, Evie. Larry was my first. He broke my hymen with his beautiful cock, and there was pain, and there was blood. I won’t lie to you. Here is the honest truth. A half-minute later, I was feeling the most incredible new pleasure. I saw stars; hell, I saw planets, comets, meteors, you name it!

“Evie, my ONLY regret was that I waited to lose my virginity. I TOTALLY enjoyed my first time. The pain? Put aside, immediately. Honestly, it hurt more getting my blood drawn for some lab tests.”

Hera was next to speak. “Honestly, I remember my first sex clearly, because that night I wasn’t drunk or anything. For me, there was ZERO pain and no blood. My hymen was either missing or was torn years earlier in sports or something. And, according to the internet, a large proportion of women have similar stories.

“Evie, I have a dildo that’s pretty close to Barry’s size. I’m going to bring it to you with my big bottle of lube. Then he’s going to help you aim the end of it right to your vagina, and YOU are going to push it in. At your own speed and pressure, while he’s cuddled with you and whispering encouragements.

“I’m sure that this will get you ready for the real thing. You’ll be relaxed and comfortable, and he will have you seeing your own sky full of planets and meteors, free from anxiety.”

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