Chapter 2

Peter kept trying to get the truth out of Tina, but she just laughed and put him off as they showered and dressed. As Tina was getting ready to leave, he tried to get amorous gain, but as willing as Tina was for a fucking as good as Peter could give her, she dodged this attempt. She had another appointment to keep, and she didn't want to be too tired when she got there.

Peter pursued her, and finally let her go when she promised to come back next month. Meanwhile she slipped behind the wheel of her MG and settled in for the drive back to the city. Tonight, Tina thought, was going to be the big night. Tonight's orgy, was going to establish her reputation. Everyone who was anyone would be there, and tonight they'd all know about Tina Rogers, the greatest of them all.

Driving the long miles to the city was a bore and Tina let her mind wander as her car rolled over the miles of concrete that led back to the city and her big assignment--the biggest of her career. She thought back to her first introduction to sex. That too had been at an orgy, though she was too young and naive to fully, understand an orgy or what it was, but she sure as hell did. Yes, those were the days, when sex was still a mystery, before she had decided to become an orgiast. But that first experience had really turned her on. She was in her senior year in high school, just seventeen years old, and still gangly and awkward, but her beauty was beginning to reveal itself. She had already grown almost to her full height, the result of which was twofold; first, she was taller than most of the boys so she didn't have many dates, and second, she was on the 1 basketball team.

Most of the girls were just discovering sex, and in the locker room after games there was always a bit of good-natured teasing as the girls compared their still-budding breasts, and the scrawny patches of hair that were beginning to grow between their legs. Several of the girls had experienced sex, but Tina hadn't-- not until the end of the first semester when her coach, Joan Willis, asked her to stay after practice. Tina didn't quite know what to expect, especially when the coach added, "and don't get dressed after your shower."

Tina went into the shower with the rest of the girls and washed herself and dried herself as they did, but instead of getting dressed as they did, Tina wrapped a towel around herself and walked into the coach's office.

"Hey, relax Tina, honey," Joan started, "I'm not going to ball you out or anything, but I just wanted to have a look at you and make sure that you were all right. Why don't you take off your towel and sit down in that lounge chair."

Tina smiled, relieved that everything Was okay and that the coach wasn't upset at her playing.

Joan Willis had been a professional gymnast and her body, which was superbly fashioned, was very well muscled, every one of those muscles hidden by the curves of he super-feminine body. She was sitting at her desk, and after comforting Tina and offering her a seat, she stood up, and watched for a moment as Tina let the towel drop from her young body, still damp from the shower.

Joan was wearing a gray sweatshirt over navy shorts and now she pulled the sweatshirt over her head and flexed her arms back, pushing her firm, muscled breasts forward. Tina watched her coach because she had never seen her in the nude before. Joan stooped slightly and pushed the shorts down her firm, well-shaped legs and let them slip all the way down. Tina looked at the triangle of golden hair that curled around and around Joan's crotch. Her coach was a beautiful woman, and Tina hoped to be that beautiful, too, someday. But now she felt uncomfortable. She felt a twitching, a nervousness. Her eyes were riveted at her coach's slit. The hair around it was the same golden color as the hair on her head, and through the silky color, Tina could see a faint pink slit, not unlike hers.

"Don't be uncomfortable honey," Joan cooed. "We're both adults--women--and we don't have to hide our bodies from each other. I've seen you in the nude while you showered so its only fair that you should see me too, isn't it?

Tina nodded as Joan walked around the desk toward her.

"You're a very pretty girl, you know that?" Joan asked.

"Thanks coach," Tina said, trying her best to relax and return the smile Joan had given her.

"Why don't you call me Joan," the coach started. "We can be friends. Actually I invited you here so that I could examine you and make sure you were all right, so why don't you lean back in the chair and let it tilt back so I can have a look at you, okay sweetheart?"

Tina leaned back and the lounge chair reclined all the way. She looked up and saw Joan smiling at her, but somehow she felt very anxious and felt a pressure building up in her. Joan separated her legs, and before Tina knew what was happening, she felt the coach's hand poking through the irregular patch of hair that had just begun to grow between her legs.

Suddenly the feeling of unease and apprehension went away. Tina felt warm all over, and felt her body growing hotter and hotter despite the fact that the locker room was usually quite chilly. She also felt Joan's hand poke through the hair and reach for the tiny lips of her pussy and spread them apart ever so gently. Tina felt her hips moving upward almost involuntarily toward her coach's hand. Joan's hand moved higher up the slit, until she reached the tiny clitoris, and then, very carefully, she pinched it between her fingers and twisted it very gently, right to left, left to right and around and around.

Tina didn't know quite what was happening, but she knew that she liked it. She also knew that she had trouble breathing as she felt the pressure build and build within her body. This was like nothing she had ever known before. She twisted and turned, rubbing her bare skin against the rich leather of the lounge chair, tossing like a? bronco, but being very careful not to get away from the hand of her coach.

Rockets started going off in her head and she felt her pussy suddenly get wet and a giant heat wave pass over her entire body and then disappear completely, leaving her lying spent on the chair, a thin film of sweat covering her entire body and a strange, wet, sticky juice covering her pussy hair and her thighs.

"Well, Tina, I think you'd better have another shower and then get dressed, and I'll see you at practice tomorrow," Joan said.

"Sure, coach, I mean Joan," Tina smiled still a little shaky.

She pulled herself up and as she rose, Joan offered her a hand to help her and then embraced her in a long hug. Tina had never felt anything like it before and quickly made her way back to the showers.

By the time she finished showering and dressing the light was out in Joan's office, but as she was leaving she heard a sound in the coach's office. She peered through the darkness and could see Joan lying on the lounge chair just as Tina had. Joan had both of her hands buried deep in her golden triangle. Her body was moving unevenly. Tina felt frightened and unsure of herself and left quickly.

Several times more Joan asked Tina to stay, and several times she asked other girls on the team to stay. Tina wasn't quite sure what it all meant, and she was afraid to ask. One day, just before the Christmas break one of the other girls who had been asked to stay approached Tina just as they were leaving the locker room after practice. Her name was Candy and she was only slightly friendly with Tina. The only thing Tina knew about her for sure was that she wasn't a virgin and that she masturbated a lot, at least that's what she always talked about in the locker room.

Once Candy proved that she wasn't a virgin by lying down on a bench and pulling her legs wide apart so that everyone could see that she had lost her virginity.

"Hey Tina," Candy began. "Joan and her husband are having a little party at their place Saturday night, wanna come?"

"What kind of party?" Tina asked.

"Oh, just a little one, just you and me and Buck Jones and Joan and Roy, he's Joan's husband," Candy replied.

"What's going to happen.

"Come along and find out, baby," Candy laughed, "you'll really enjoy it." She put her hand around Tina's ass and squeezed it slightly and winked.

"Sure, why not?" Tina said slowly, thinking about the hint Candy had dropped. Yes, why not, she thought to herself.

"Good, I'll pick you up at eight," Candy said as she headed for her next class.

Tina wasn't sure what to wear to the "party" so she wore a simple semi-dressy frock. She was glad when Candy arrived to pick her up and was wearing something similar. Tina tried to draw Candy out about what would happen, but Candy remained mum. She had heard about Buck Jones, the black star of the football team, but didn't know much about him. She heard the same kind of rumors that everyone else had heard, that he had gotten a couple of girls pregnant and that he had slept with many more, but before she could reflect on the "party" any more, they arrived at the apartment house where Roy and Joan Willis lived.

The door was opened by a tall, handsome man, someone who looked like a former athlete.

"Hi darling," he said quickly to Candy, "who have you brought for us tonight?"

"This is Tina Rogers, meet Roy Willis."

"Oh yes, Joan told me all about you Tina, come in, let me take your coats," he said. "Your outfits are ready in the guest room."

Tina followed Candy not knowing what to expect. As they walked into the guest room, Candy held up two tiny robes.

"Which one would you like?" Candy asked Tina, "and will you unzip me?"

Tina pulled Candy's zipper down, and selected the red and yellow robe. Candy didn't say anything more to her, but simply continued undressing, shedding her bra, panties and stockings. Tina had seen Candy in the nude before, when they had both dressed and undressed in the locker room, but somehow Candy's body looked differently in the dim light of the small guest bedroom. She was much shorter than Tina and had a well-formed body with generous round breasts. Her stomach was flat and hard and the triangle of hair between her legs was dark and rich.

Tina started undressing too, watching Candy as Candy donned the blue robe that barely covered her snatch. Tina slipped the robe over her body, subconsciously compared her own body to Candy's. Tina was much taller than Candy and her breasts were higher and firmer, but Candy's were larger. Candy's legs were a little on the plump side, but Tina's were longer and more shapely. Tina's pussy was still visible through the fringe of hair that had started to grow around it, and Candy had a thick curly snatch. Tina let her mind wander for a moment to how it would feel to run her fingers through Candy's garden and briefly pulled her finger through her own triangle, but she quickly took her hand away and straightened the tiny robe on her body so that it almost covered her slit.