Chapter 93: Lily and Pat's First Time; Part Two

Thursday, April 21, 2005 (Continued)

As promised, I turned my attention to Lily. "Thanks for waiting, Lily. I think we've safely got half an hour of uninterrupted time, so I'll be able to do a good job of going down on you."

From Pat (it was nice to know she was still awake enough to participate verbally), "Not half an HOUR. Half a YEAR! {Groan}."

Lily said, "I'm scared. You go too long." She did look scared, or at least concerned.

"Lily, I stop the INSTANT any girl tells me to. You saw me stop when Pat asked. You never need to be scared of me, honest."

She looked happier, but was still hesitating, so I added, "I'm hoping you and Pat will both become regular lovers of mine, so I definitely don't want to scare you off when we've only just started. Besides, I'm really looking forward to going down on you. I want to find out whether Chinese pussies taste different than American pussies. How cruel would you be to let me get so close, then keep me away from such important knowledge?"

"That IS important. I taste Julia and tell you if taste same me, haha."

So it's teasing time is it! I've been trained by experts (not so much "trained" as "victimized", but you get the idea), so Lily will have to do a lot better than that. I had a naughty idea. Pat was still lying on her back, and had been only partially licked clean. I swiveled toward her and said, "Excuse me, Pat" immediately before I ran my forefinger across her upper-thigh. I had a sample of Pat's juices before she knew what was happening. It wasn't much of a sample, but that didn't matter - this was fun, not science.

I turned back to Lily, and said, "Here, taste Pat."

I half, or even more than half, expected a protest from Pat. One of my minds even suggested that Lily had said "taste Julia" because she cleverly hadn't wanted to worry Pat by using her name, even though Pat was a far more convenient source for Lily's suggested taste test. I heard Pat inhale sharply, but no protest followed. I held my finger up, and Lily took hold of it and moved it to her mouth. I turned to look at Pat. Pat's eyes were wide open, watching Lily. I felt Lily's mouth envelop my finger, then, "Mmm, nice."

Pat said, "I've got a feeling that if I hang around with you guys, I'll end up doing some things I've never done before."

Fortunately Pat was smiling, so I could see the prospect was one that she was okay with. Not necessarily raring to get started on immediately, but "okay with" was fine with me. I do like corrupting girls. Corrupting myself is fun too. I answered, "Yes, I've got a feeling you're going to be enjoying yourself. But there's one new activity of yours that I'm particularly going to enjoy. I'm going to punish you for lying so badly to me."

I was smiling, so Pat wasn't offended, but she was puzzled, "I haven't lied to you. I've been quite open."

"Yes, you have been, which I appreciate. But you still told me one big lie, and I'm going to punish you in a few months, by taking you and several of my other girls to a beach."

"I don't understand?"

"All the girls, including you, will have to wear thong bikinis. Especially you, so everyone can admire your lie about having a big ass."

Pat's response was horrendously unfair, unprovoked, uncalled for, and TOTALLY unappreciated. She said, "I'll wear one if you do."

Lily laughed at me, "Haha. Your face so funny."

"I'm afraid my tease backfired horribly. Suddenly summer is a lot less appealing. I think I'd better concentrate on the here and now, before I lose the mood entirely. If I remember correctly I was just about to lick someone's pussy for half an hour or so. Now whose pussy was it?"

I reached over to Pat's legs, and pushed them apart. "Yours, I think. Get ready for a very thorough pussy licking."

Pat protested, "No, no, not me. It was Lily. I need to rest."

"Even if it was Lily, I still think I should spend a VERY long time THANKING you for your suggestion that I wear a thong. You DESERVE some very energetic, vigorous and prolonged thanking."

"{Groan}. You've thanked me enough already. I really think you should thank Lily for laughing at you."

"That's true. She did laugh, didn't she?"

"Yes, and she's been lazy too, so she deserves lots of thanking."

"Plus there's my scientific interest in comparative racial pussy tastes. We shouldn't underestimate how important that is. That decides it then! Lily, get ready for some rigorous, scientific pussy licking."

Lily had been ready for some time, so all she said was, "Good."

Lily had been watching me screw Pat repeatedly, and was in the mood to get things moving rapidly, so I REALLY enjoyed going slowly. There was no hurry, as it'd take a while for Pat to get back in action, and it was a lot of fun to frustrate Lily. Going slowly meant I got to understand her body better, and it also meant that I could make her eventual orgasm much better than it would have been otherwise. That's another of the differences between males and females: female orgasms are much more variable in their pleasure, depending on the girl's emotional state (and you know how erratic that is!), and how much time is spent building the orgasm.

Toward the end, when Lily was getting particularly vocal - especially in demanding that I go faster and harder, which I enjoyed ignoring - and Pat was presumably feeling more rested, Pat moved closer and rolled onto her side to watch us.

Pat asked Lily, "Is it okay for me to watch?"

Lily answered, "Is good. Better if you touch me."

"I don't think I'm ready for that, but I like watching you and Mark. He's very good."

"TOO SLOW!"

Pat and I laughed. After which I returned to my slow, enjoyable (for me), pussy licking. Pat just watched. I was hoping she'd sit up and get a good view of what I was doing, but she was content to watch from a horizontal, face-to-face position.

As I had done with Pat, my pussy licking slowly lifted Lily to increasing levels of arousal. Erratically, as that was more fun as well as an inescapable result of finding what worked and didn't work on her. As Lily got more aroused she expressed it, explicitly and loudly. The quiet, demure stereotype for Chinese girls was being well and truly shattered. I enjoyed it, as it's always great to receive positive feedback that I'm doing something so well, but Pat thought it was a bit much, as she sometimes winced after a particularly loud yells from Lily.

After one such wince, to a particularly loud expletive from Lily, I said, "Pat. This room is VERY well soundproofed. No one can hear anything we say or do, no matter how loud Lily is. And wait until you hear Julia let loose: she's REALLY loud! So don't worry about what Lily does or says. In this room you can safely do whatever you want. Let loose and have fun." I meant the last half to apply to more than just volume, but I didn't push it any further. The seed had been planted, in fertile ground judging by some of Pat's comments. She was just inexperienced and cautious about some of the things I wanted her to do, rather than opposed to them.

I was taking it slow with Lily, even slower than I had with Pat, because I was enjoying myself. Eventually all good things must cum to an end. Just before that end, a very agitated and highly aroused Lily grabbed one on Pat's hands, and pressed it to one of her [Lily's] breasts. Lily screamed, "SQUEEZE! SQUEEZE!"

I couldn't help with that because I was far too busy holding Lily's hips down. Plus I didn't want to help as it was MUCH more fun watching Pat hesitate, and then do it.

Lily grabbed two handfuls of bedspread, planted her feet flat on the bed, then pushed her hips as high in the air as she could. Never mind that half of my weight was trying to hold her down, she took me for a ride. When she reached the top of her arch, Lily's orgasm hit her. Loudly. Very, very loudly.

Being such a sex expert, I'd long since - probably two whole weeks ago - learned not to have my head between a girl's thighs when she goes off. But I was tempted to shove it back in, if only to have her thighs muffle the scream. All loud things eventually come to an end too, in this case when Lily ran out of breath. Her second cry was merely loud. The volume of her third was low enough that the room could be considered habitable. Her cries turned into pants, and after a while she said, "BEST I EVER have! SO good! Scream good, Pat good, Mark VERY good. Eee YA! I BURST!"

Pat laughed, "I think you DID explode."

"Feel like..."

What she thought it felt like was cut off by my picking her up around her hips and flipped her over.

Lily started asking me, "What you..."

I interrupted her, "Enough foreplay! {Growl}. I'm horny and need to fuck." My cock sliding into her pussy reinforced my words very effectively, I thought.

I couldn't see Lily's expression, but Pat could, and said, "Haha. You should see the expression on YOUR face now, Lily. You were teasing Mark about his expression before. He's good at revenge, haha."

Most of my body had been lying immobile for more than half an hour and I was feeling vigorous, so I decided to give Lily a quick, hard workout. I grabbed her hips and screwed her flat out right from the start. My cock was ramming into her and I was pulling her whole body back onto me, with every thrust.

I hammed it up a bit, while I was hammering it up more than a bit, "You've been getting far too cheeky, Lily, so it's about time I put you in your place." She hadn't been too cheeky, but she was having trouble catching her breath, so I didn't expect her to argue.

She didn't even last five minutes before she had another "Eee YA!"-level orgasm.

For my next trick, I did a mirror image of what I'd done with Pat earlier. I rolled Lily onto her side so she was facing Pat, moved her lower leg forward, put her upper leg on my shoulder, and my cock into her. Lily was, although conscious, I thought unaware of what was happening. I quietly said to Pat, "It'd be nice if Lily came around to find you lightly stroking her breasts with your two hands. If that's acceptable to you?"

I thought it would be, as Pat had shown nothing worse than a slight initial hesitation the previous time she'd touched Lily's breast. Even when Lily's orgasm had hit her back then, Pat had not let go immediately. In addition, I could see that Pat was getting increasingly turned on by all the sex she was watching, she'd largely recovered as a result of her nearly forty five minutes of rest, and I liked to think that she was learning that good things happened when she did what I wanted. My intent was to give Lily one more seriously good fuck, then to have Pat next. To continue to alternate between the girls and - for however long they could keep awake - to ramp up the girl-on-girl contact.

Pat smiled at my suggestion, and reached out with both of her hands to place them on Lily's conveniently handy breasts. Pat did some very light stroking. I guess there was no need to tell one girl how to treat another girl's breasts in this circumstance.

I'd been slowly and gently moving my cock forward and back inside of Lily, taking several seconds per cycle, just passing time gently until she was aware. I was enjoying watching Pat's expressions as she was playing with Lily. Her initial interest was for the idea of it. She'd never been in this situation before, and didn't know what it'd be like. I watched as her curiosity was replaced with enjoyment, and she started stroking Lily much less tentatively. Pat's strokes became much more confident, with much more of each hand in contact rather than just her fingertips, and with more firmness and a wider range of movements.

I was also glancing at the side of Lily's face that I could see. Eventually I noticed Lily breaking out into a smile, and her eye was focused on Pat's face. Lily announced her return by saying, "This very fun sex."

Pat answered, "I knew NOTHING. I can't begin to describe this."

"{Sigh}. Pat, I too scared to look. Mark isn't do me AGAIN!"

"Haha. I'd think you'd be feeling him. It's HARD to mistake that feeling."

Lily turned her head to look at me, "{Groan}. You want MORE?"

I answered, "Oh yes. I'm looking forward to this one. When I went down on you, that was just foreplay. The fuck we just finished was only a quickie, just to take the edge off. This is going to be a real one. A nice, long, slow, pleasurable screw. Pat's going to help too, so we'll all have a great time."

"ALL 'good time'. Too much 'good time'. VERY tiring."

She seemed okay to me, so I said, "Pat and I will make this one nice and gentle. Then we'll give you a rest, while Pat and I have some more fun together."

Pat answered first, "Yippee. I'm rested now. I'm very excited and can't wait to do more."

One of the good things about this position (and there are several), is that I can get very deep into the girl. I figured that enough time had been wasted talking, so I pushed myself ALL the way into Lily. She immediately felt the difference, saying, "Oh, good."

I sped up my thrusts somewhat, and made sure to make them all as deep as possible. Lily agreed with that development, "Is VERY good."

To get as deep as possible I had to hold her upper leg in the right position, but I could do that with my right hand, leaving my left hand to play with her pussy. Being completely ambidextrous is very useful at such times. With my activities and Pat's caresses, Lily was definitely enjoying herself. She praised both of us, to make sure we knew it.

I took it fairly slow, as I'd told them it would be. Lily's body decided otherwise though. It was rising much faster than I'd intended because she was getting turned on by both me and Pat. Seeing that I was going too slow, I sped up, which further increased the rate at which Lily was getting stimulated. So much for my "nice, slow" intent. Adaptability is important at such times (it's actually VERY important), so I changed my intent so that it was now to give Lily a nice, fast screw.

The screw was progressing very nicely when Pat said, "Please touch my breasts, please Lily." Pat had said "please" twice, so Lily complied REALLY quickly. Or maybe because she wanted to. Pat does, after all, have very nice breasts. Pat immediately sighed, saying, "Oh! That's so nice. Why did I wait so long?"

Lily and I treated that as a rhetorical question. As any intelligent person knows, there was no sensible reason for her to wait AT ALL, never mind for so long. In my humble, if slightly perverted, opinion, the two girls should have been doing this and more right from the beginning. I'm a sex expert, so I know what I'm talking about. Pat was enjoying this new development, as was Lily, and you already know my opinion. Consequently Lily's arousal - which had already been rising quickly - was now rising even faster. All three of us liked the new development, so you can see that it makes complete sense that girls behave this way.

I was increasingly rapidly doing my thing, down at my end of Lily. At the top end, the girls were playing with each other's breasts, and I was enjoying myself watching them enjoy themselves. Lily got past the rhythmic moaning stage, and into the repetitive, "Soon, soon... ," stage. In the last few seconds Lily threw her hands around Pat's head and pulled her into a scorcher of a kiss. Pat had only just started responding when Lily climaxed, screaming into Pat's mouth.

For about half a scream, and then she passed out. Bless her; the poor girl was tired.

I picked Lily up enough to extract the pillows from under her waist, so I could lay her flat. Doing that kept me busy for a few seconds, and when I'd finished and turned to look at Pat, I could see she was very upset. She just finished struggling to extract her head from Lily's arms, and then called to me, "Something's wrong with Lily. We need to get help!"

I knew nothing was wrong. Lily had just passed out and she'd come around in her own time. I'd seen Julia do the same thing several times, and Lily's proximity reading had changed in the same way Julia's changes, which is also the same way sleeping peoples do (I'd been within range of Julia, Carol and Donna when they were sleeping). A sleeping person's proximity 'image' is slightly different from when they're awake. Sort of 'fuzzier', although that's not very accurate. I hadn't tested it, but I was sure a dead body would be ki-less, so Lily wasn't dead, merely temporarily passed out.

I reached forward to adjust the position of Lily's arms to somewhere more comfortable, while saying, "RELAX Pat! Lily is perfectly fine. She's just passed out. I've seen it MANY times. It happens when sex is too good for a girl's body to handle. She'll come around all by herself in a few minutes. She's fine, I promise."

A much calmer and no longer trapped, Pat asked, "Are you sure?"

"I've seen it many times. She's just sleeping it off. She was just too excited and had too much pleasure. She was probably getting tired too. Her body wasn't used to it, so it went to sleep. I always think it's rather cute."

"She's just fainted?"

"That's it exactly."

"I've never heard of a guy doing that to a girl before. That's amazing."

"I don't think it's that big a deal. Julia often passes out after a particularly good orgasm, so I think some girls do it easier than others. Lily too, presumably."

Pat said doubtfully, "I've never heard of it. I think it's more to do with you than the girl."

"Except in this case it was because of YOU. I've screwed Lily several times tonight and she's never passed out. But this was the first time you'd been involved."

"{Raspberry}..."

#1: <Excellent! Another girl who does that to us.>

" ... I'm sure my letting her kiss me did NOT make her pass out. I was too surprised to react, so it can't have been caused by me being such a good kisser. Or maybe it was my deadly nipples that knocked her out. All these years I've been fighting off boys who were trying to grope me, but maybe all I needed to do was let them. They'd fall asleep, and I could walk away safely. Haha. I think I'll stick to my theory that it might have something to do with how good YOU are."

In the middle of Pat's talking, my proximity sense reading of Lily changed. She had woken, and was forcing herself stationary and breathing quieter (I got the last aspect with my other senses, as breathing doesn't show up in proximity). I listened to Pat, while Lily continued to hold herself motionless and quiet. I suspected she was eavesdropping on us.