Chapter 3

So what's a girl to do? I picked up the phone.

"Hi, Tessa, want some company tonight? My parents are apparently planning to fuck each other blind all night long and they want me out of the house."

"Well, come on over, Megan dear. I haven't seen you in a while; maybe you can 'help me with my homework.'"

I loved the lewd tone in her voice, yet I went there with trepidation. Ever since that beautiful night with Kieran, the night my cherry disappeared forever, the night I welcomed his gorgeous cock into every imaginable opening, I had wanted to give up girls, to enjoy only the pleasures of the male of the species. Eating pussy was delicious, but the feel of a hard, blood-filled piece of meat pleasing me every which way was exquisite. I knew that night the wisdom of Mother Nature's plan to reproduce the animal kingdom and I felt like the wildest animal of them all, ready to take on any male with the ability to get it up.

Of course, that was not really the sequel to my night of love. I had finished up that night with my head between my mother's legs, and repeated it a few times in the ensuing weeks, with her and with Kieran. And I had not yet offered my body to any of the boys in school. I wanted so badly to tell my dear Tessa that I had made the switch from cunt to cock, yet she had not, and I hated to cause her any pain. I had resolved not to touch another cock until Tessa was told, and hopefully encouraged me, yet her blessing was not a requirement.

As soon as we were in Tessa's room, we kissed as always, tongues dueling, hands grabbing asses. Then we put on our nightgowns and actually began to do homework. Once her parents said their goodnights, our light was off and we were face to face in her bed, lips glued together, hands caressing, probing, squeezing. In the back of my mind was the hard, shooting cock of my beloved employer and lover, but right up in the forefront were the soft, suckable breasts of my first lover. My lips fastened to her nipples as the rest of my body attacked; my knees pushed hers apart, though there was no resistance, and my fingers probed into her wet pussy, seeking to please her and her clit as well as to find the elusive g-spot, often spoken of but still in hiding from my touch.

I took my fingers from her cunt and sucked them dry, tasting her sweet juices and savoring her scent on my hand. Meanwhile, she attacked me like a two-fingered bowling ball, thumb exploring my dripping pussy and rubbing my clit while her middle finger diddled me in back, out of the sunlight. We had long since developed the habit of orgasming while kissing, to muffle the sounds of release from the ears next door. Once we had done so, I lifted my face to look down at Tessa; though not a word was said, she could see, and feel, the emotion from my body, the love I felt for her.

We decided to live dangerously, falling asleep together in one bed, with an alarm set to wake us before her parents. The intimacy I felt lying next to her naked body, my chest against her back, my hands around her, put me immediately to sleep. I knew as my eyes closed that I must tell her about Kieran, but that would have to wait until morning. The alarm worked, and we were in separate beds when her mother came to wake us.

Her parents left for work early, so Tessa and I took advantage of the opportunity to make love again. School would start without us, but our records were clean enough to ignore any unexcused lateness, and the chance to cum at full scream was too good to pass up. Oh, how I loved the taste of her wet pussy, my memory of the creamy juice spurting from Kieran's cock again pushed to the background. Our cums hit together, each of us lifting her mouth off the other's pussy to announce aloud and in unison the arrival of that beautiful moment.

It was time to tell her. I had played the opening words in my mind a number of times, yet found no suitable combination. I loved this girl, this woman, yet it was time for our sexual activity to follow another route.

"Tessa angel, have you fucked a guy yet?"

She shook her head, looking at me quizzically.

"Do you want to?"

She nodded, then asked, "Why are you asking me this?"

I was at a loss for words.

"Have you fucked a boy yet, Megan?"

I nodded. "Sort of."

"What do you mean, sort of? Was it a blow job, a hand job?"

"I said sort of because it wasn't a boy, Tessa."

"A girl?"

I shook my head ever so slowly.

Her eyes widened. "A man?"

I nodded, a hint of pride creeping into my smile.

"Who, who? Tell me."

"Mr. Moran?"

"Who the hell is Mr. Moran?"

"Kieran."

"Kieran, your boss? Holy shit!"

My grin spread over my face.

"You lucky bitch. Tell me all about it, all of it."

I told her most of it: his wife throwing him out and him living behind the store, the exquisite feeling of his cock in every available hole, the sweet taste of his creamy love offering rolling around in my mouth, the grown up kisses. I didn't tall her about my mother showing up in the middle of the night; that was for another time, or maybe never.

We showered together, nipple rubbing nipple, lips to lips, warm water cascading through our hair to the tile floor. I knelt to nibble her clit, but it was more a thank you and I love you nibble than an attempt to give her another orgasm. We dried each other, kissing, licking, fondling as we went, and then began to dress each other. Believe me, putting bra and panties on another woman is damn near as exciting as taking them off her.

"I'm hot, Megan; I need to get laid. I need to feel a real cock. Let's get to school; maybe I can get one of the boys back here this afternoon." It was strange, first knowing that she wasn't crushed by my interest in anyone other than her, and then the realization that I was no longer necessary, was it maybe no longer desirable, for her sexual needs. Whatever, I loved her, and I was glad that my surrender to the male of the species did not faze her.

"Tessa, my love, I have an idea. Would you like me to fix you up with Kieran? Maybe we could do him together one time."

"Could you, Megan, could you? I'll bet he's hotter than any of the boys in school."

"I don't know, Tessa, but I'll bet you're right."

We passed by Lace Curtains on the way to school. Kieran was alone when we went in. His face lit up.

"Hello, Megan, how are you?" His eyes flicked toward Tessa as he spoke. "And who is this lovely young lady?"

"Kieran, meet me friend Tessa. Tessa, Kieran."

They shook hands, their eyes meeting in inquiry. Although there were no customers in sight, I leaned forward to whisper, "Would you take care of her the way you took care of me?"

A nervousness crept into his voice. "But tonight is Friday..." He clearly expected Mommy to be there after work.

"Tomorrow night; her parents will be out of town, and my mother will think I'm at her house."

"You'll be here too?" What an evil grin you have, Kieran.

I nodded, and we left. I looked over my shoulder to see Kieran staring at Tessa's tight ass, which she shook ever so daintily in his direction.

After school, I went home to speak to Mommy. No way was I going to let her think that I would be staying at Tessa's house; she would be liable to go to Kieran's after she closed the bar. "Mommy, I'm going to be at Kieran's tomorrow night; I don't think you should come over."

"I wouldn't, Megan; Daddy will be waiting for me here. But why do you say it that way?"

"Tessa will be with us, and I don't think she should see you there."

Mommy gave me her all-knowing smile, and I knew she wouldn't embarrass me.

The next night Tessa got to Lace Curtains just before closing time. I had been there all day actually working, and Kieran and I were putting the finishing touches on the close-up process. I could see that Tessa was nervous, and she and I hugged, tightly. Kieran took her hand and led her through the darkness to his digs in back. Her other hand pulled me along behind them.

In the dim light, he hugged us both, kissing first me and then Tessa, each softly. "Be gentle with her, Kieran." My comment made Tessa look even more nervous. He began by opening the top button of her blouse and I assisted with the second one. Our alternating fingers calmed her down a bit, and by the time her blouse was open, Tessa was ready to remove her own jeans. She stepped out of them to reveal the long legs that I knew so well, but they surprised Kieran and I heard his breath intake. Taking our time, he and I stripped to underwear, to catch up to Tessa. As we moved to the bed, Kieran spoke.

"Trust me darling, I won't hurt you."

"I do; Megan told me."

I reached behind her to unhook her bra and Kieran's hand moved to her tits, kneading them. His head bent to her and their lips met, a kiss somewhere between seduction and passion, tongues flickering. He laid Tessa on the bed and her legs spread as though for me; Kieran pushed them back together so that he could ease the panties off her sexy bottom. He knelt over her, concentrating on her eyes. She glanced at the bulge in front of his short; he was in no hurry to remove them. Her hand reached tentatively to fondle him while I bent to kiss her now-closed eyelids. I saw her hand infiltrate his shorts while his fingers idly moved up and down along her pussy slit. Her hand worked inside his shorts as her legs again spread.

"Please take off your shorts, Kieran. I want to see this monster that I'm holding."

He did so and then knelt between her legs.

"It's beautiful, Kieran."

"Nae, 'tis you who's beautiful, Tessa." Always the charmer, that Kieran.

I knelt at the foot of the bed to watch their coupling. Tessa took Kieran's cock in hand and slowly guided the head toward her slit, pink lips wet with the dew of desire. Not to be left out, I leaned in and licked the bottom of her slit, my tongue moving up to the bottom of Kieran's cock. The head went slowly into Tessa; she moaned and hummed simultaneously, legs spreading as wide as possible as Kieran continued to her cherry. At that point, my mouth was wrapped around Kieran's balls, sucking softly.

This man knows how to break a cherry. Rather than pushing through and getting in over with, he kept backing out and moving back in, always hitting the maidenhead but never pushing. His constant movement pushed my head back and forth as my mouth followed his balls. It seemed like forever, and to rest my mouth I alternated between licking Tessa's slit and Kieran's asshole.

Finally, Tessa uttered a faint "Now, please", and with the slightest thrust, Kieran was through the barrier, his cock fully seated in Tessa's cunt. Her only reaction was a slight grunt of pain and then a sigh. I licked at the little ooze of blood, a taste reminiscent of Tessa's flow when I eat her during her period.

I sat back on my heels to watch as Kieran stroked in and out, ever so slowly, with Tessa's hands wrapped around his ass. No man can fuck slowly forever, and as I noticed Kieran begin to speed up, I moved to insert my hand between them, to massage Tessa's clit the way I often did, a massage this time aided by the rubbing action of Kieran's cock. She was pushing up as he plunged in and out but I had no trouble holding the sweet spot, sliding one finger into her to ride in and out atop Kieran's love muscle.

Suddenly she squeaked, he grunted and I moved behind them to watch as her ass and pussy muscles contracted and his meat pistoned into her, his creamy love offering oozing out of her on each backstroke. When they were finished, I pushed Kieran upward, popping his cock out of Tessa. I bent in toward the junction of their bodies and bent his cock back toward me, so that I might suck it dry. Then my head went to the white globs of cum leaking from Tessa and I began to clean her, licking her pussy like I was a pussy, my tongue diving in to taste and swallow as much as possible. I had swallowed cum from Kieran, but never from another cunt, and for the first time I myself felt like a CUNT, able to please, able to accept, able to be pleased.

But I wasn't pleased yet; my fingers inside my panties worked frantically to bring me an orgasm.

"Someone eat me, please. I need it."