Chapter 4: Deflowered

As I crossed to the bed where Jack and Tammy lay, a thousand sounds and images raced through my head... My mother lecturing me about the evils of kissing, touching, and sex in general; my father lecturing me for trying to masturbate as my mother looked on in righteous disapproval; the boys at my old school watching me walk by and not necessarily staring at my face; all the times I'd masturbated in the past month or so since Tammy taught me how; Tammy, her head thrown back on the bed as her hand flew and her body jerked in release; the sound of her crying out as she came... or was that me?; and later, her lips on mine; the look on Tammy's face just moments ago as Jack's cock plunged into her...

Before I knew it I had crossed the room and my knees were touching the edge of the bed. Tammy had long since opened her eyes and she was smiling up at me now with a satisfied look. Of course! She must have planned this, or at least hoped for it. Could a girl have a better friend?

I reached down and pulled my t-shirt up, inside-out, and off, my breasts bouncing free with the nipples straining forward from their centers. I realized then that Jack would be the first man since I was a baby to see me naked and a wave of self-consciousness hit me. I blushed from head to toe.

When the t-shirt hit the floor I reached for the waistband of my panties and the self-conscious feeling became almost overwhelming. I stood there for a moment trying to will myself to remove them when Jack spoke.

"Anna," he said quietly. "Why don't you leave those on for now? You can always take them off later, and then only if you want to."

"No, it's all right." I said, my voice shaking a little despite my determination.

I pushed my damp panties down to my ankles and stepped out of them. Completely naked now, I climbed up on the bed and knee-walked across it until I was right next to Tammy. She was lying on her back now with one leg bent and her knee pointing up into the air, swaying back and forth, much like a dog wagging its tail. And she was grinning like she was proud of herself, like she had done something spectacular and she damn well knew it.

Jack was all but forgotten for a moment as I turned sideways and straddled Tammy, putting my hands down on either side of her shoulders and holding my body above hers.

"Do you mind?" I asked.

"No. I brought you here because I knew that you needed and wanted this, and no one will treat you better your first time than Daddy."

"No." She said, serious for a moment, "I brought you here because I knew that you needed and wanted this, and no one will treat you better your first time than Daddy."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure." She grinned again as I lowered myself a little to kiss her. I hovered over her for a few moments and we stayed like that, lips pressed together, tongues stretching and rubbing and licking and sliding. I was determined to give myself to Jack, but when I'd reached the bed I was still hesitant and self-conscious. This kiss, this moment with Tammy's familiar body and soft lips relaxed me and strengthened my resolve. Of course, it also made me so horny that I couldn't think straight.

Tammy pushed me back gently, breaking the kiss. "Daddy's waiting, and I'll be right here with you. I promise."

The thought of what was about to happen with Jack and the promise of Tammy being here to witness it made my pussy throb even more. "OK." I kissed her again deeply and then moved sideways until I was kneeling in front of Jack.

"Jack? Would you... would you please make love to me?" I asked.

He was lying on his back, hands resting on his stomach and his cock hard again, still covered with the slippery white evidence of his recent conquest. My moments with Tammy must have had an effect on him, because he hadn't even touched it, and there it stood rigid, proud, and slick.

"I'd be honored to be your first," he said kindly. "But only if you're sure this is what you want Anna. Only if you're sure that you don't want to save this incredible gift for a future boyfriend or husband."

I paused for a moment to consider, but only for a moment. "I'm sure Jack. Absolutely sure that I want it to be tonight, and that I want it to be you. What should I do?"

He shifted to the side and patted the pile of pillows at the top of the bed. "Lay up here on your back. I'll take care of you. There's nothing to worry about, OK?"

"OK." I moved past him up the bed and lay down on the pillows, trying to look as sexy and inviting as I could considering that I'd never done this before. I was never more vulnerable, lying there naked on my back, my legs bent and slightly open, an attractive and kind man with a rigid cock kneeling at my feet savoring my last moment of innocence.

That was my last coherent thought, everything after was wave after wave of pure sensation.