Chapter 4

It was almost a two and a half years after Helga left before I was ready for female companionship again. I saw Vonna walking in my direction after a class and struck up a conversation with her. She was witty, funny, and gorgeous. One thing led to another, and here I was now, balls deep in Tara, hanging on for dear life as she rode me from one screaming orgasm to another. Her pussy had been sweet when I buried my tongue inside of it. When she came the first time, she flooded my face with her piquant juices, and then proceeded to lick them off me, well, only the ones I missed.

After I filled Tara with cum, she painted mental images for me of her licking Vonna and Jenna’s cum filled pussies, or vice-versa. Once I was good and hard, she took me back to Vonna and Jenna. “See, good as new,” she teased. When she kissed me, she whispered to me that she intended to fulfill every one of the fantasies she’d painted in my mind in the very near future and hoped that I’d fulfill one fantasy for her. She wouldn’t tell me what it was, though. My cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat as I watched her sexy ass sway provocatively while she walked away. The fiery look back at me over her shoulder as she left the room made me shudder.

Jenna, Vonna, and Renee led me back across the hall to the bedroom. My rock-hard cock got even harder when I saw Tara bent over the bed changing the sheets. I wanted to walk up behind her and bury my cock in her hot box again. The room still reeked of our sex, but with my heightened sense of smell, I’d probably smell Tara’s essence in here for a week, not that it was a bad thing.

Tara jumped when she heard us and apologized to the girls for not being quicker at getting the room ready for us. Jenna hugged her and told her not to worry about it. Not knowing Tara had already done it, Vonna directed Renee to clean my cock of Tara’s juices this time while they all watched, and then make love and try to get pregnant. Jenna held on to Tara when she turned to leave. They whispered, but I heard her offer to let Tara stay and watch if she wanted. Tara accepted eagerly and Renee and I found ourselves surrounded on the bed by the three of them as Renee lowered herself onto my raging erection.

My hands found a female thigh on each side of me and I stroked the apex of each one of them while Renee rode me. I looked to my right to see what was causing the bed to move so much and looked just in time to watch a big glob of my cum drip out of Tara’s pussy and into Jenna’s waiting mouth. When Jenna drove her tongue deep into Tara’s pussy seeking more, I drove my cock deeper into Renee’s pussy and pulsed my seed into her while she screamed out in ecstasy. Vonna pulled Renee off me and turned her, so she was positioned over her face like Tara was over Jenna’s face. In spite of having cum hard twice in the last half hour, I was rock-hard again in seconds watching Vonna’s tongue lapping my cum from her mother’s pussy like a kitten lapping milk from a bowl. I was sorely tempted to crawl behind one of the two women on top and bury my cock in them again while my fiancées sucked their pussy. I was sure either would welcome the invasion, but I had a feeling the girls had an agenda of some sort for tonight and didn’t want to disappoint them by wearing myself out too soon.

Unable to stand much more of the visual stimulation without taking some sort of action, I closed my eyes. The noise was almost as bad. I could hear the silky tongues sliding through the slick recesses of their partners’ bodies. I could hear their heartbeats increase, their breathing increasing and getting ragged. Tara came first. I could hear her juices as they dripped onto Jenna’s face and I could hear Jenna’s murmur of appreciation. Renee came shortly afterwards, collapsing on top of me when she did. I wrapped my arms around her and snuggled her.

Their whispers and quiet giggles woke me. Renee was still wrapped in my arms and had molded her body to fit mine with my left leg wedged between hers. Her hand was slowly caressing my chest; her breathing was slow and quiet. “We need to wake him up. She’ll be here in a few minutes,” Jenna whispered.

“Yeah, but they look so peaceful,” Vonna whispered in reply.

“Vonna, have I thanked you yet for everything? I know how happy he makes you, and he makes me even happier,” Jenna whispered.

“You don’t have to thank me, sis. As happy as he makes me, knowing you and I will always be together with him and that you’re as happy as I am makes everything perfect,” Vonna sighed.

“Shit, they’re here,” gasped Jenna in response to the quiet knock on the door.

“I’ll get the door, you wake them up,” Vonna replied as she scooted out of bed.

“Wake up you guys.” I opened an eye to see Jenna grinning down at me.

“Hello my soon-to-be wife,” I said. She glowed even brighter. I recognized the visitor as Anna by her voice. They say old habits die hard. Even knowing my hearing was much improved, the girls still whispered. Depending on how far away they were and how much other noise there was in the room, there was a good chance I could still hear them.

“Where’s Britney?” Vonna whispered.

“She’s asleep. Tara’s keeping an eye on her. She wouldn’t understand how important tonight is to Penny,” Anna explained.

“I’ll take Penny into the bathroom and help get her ready. You should probably talk to Mike. After Jenna, I got the feeling he doesn’t know about the ‘firsting’. He grew up in an orphanage with no mother or sisters,” Vonna told her.

By this time, Renee was awake, too. After kissing me hungrily, she looked up at Anna and teased, “Looks like someone else wants a turn.”

“She’s a bit overdressed, then,” I teased back, getting a nice blush from Anna. Anna sat on the bed next to me as Renee gave me one last kiss and crawled out of bed. I pulled a startled Anna down onto the bed with me and snuggled with her. Jenna snuggled against my other side.

“You’ll find it’s easiest to just tell me what it is you want, Anna. I may not like it, but I’ve learned that it’s usually easiest just to agree rather than have to argue with Renee about it,” I teased, trying to break the ice.

“How much do you know about a young woman’s ‘firsting’?” she asked.

“The phrase means nothing significant to me. If you’re talking about when a woman starts her periods or begins maturing physically, I understand that as well as any other guy,” I answered.

Anna explained the firsting. Studies showed that women who were given a thorough explanation about sex, every aspect of it, had a healthier attitude towards sex and much lower chance of developing emotional problems due to the awkwardness of early dating years and wondering how far to go and when. Mothers generally discussed sex rather frankly with their young daughters. By age ten, they understood their own anatomy and function, and the male anatomy and function just as well.

Between ten and eleven, they learned the textbook information about intercourse. Once they had digested that bit of information, they learned gradually about oral, anal, and lesbian sex. By age eleven, most young girls understood the textbook lessons thoroughly, and depending on their relationship with an older sister or good female friend, might have some practical experience with a female.

When a girl started her first period, the doctor gave her a birth control ring piercing her navel. The ring emitted a signal at just the right frequency to block the nerve signals sent throughout her body that caused the release of the chemicals that eventually caused her ovaries to release an egg each month. Mother and daughter would frequently talk about how the girl’s physical maturity was going, allowing the mother to reassure her daughter throughout the process.

When a girl had matured enough physically and emotionally, and was showing a decided interest in sex, the mother would talk with her and offer the young woman a chance to experience sex with a man for the first time. If the girl were interested, the mother would take her daughter to a man, usually her father, an older brother of the girl, or the mother’s brother, for her first experience. It was always someone the mother trusted. Most girls went through this between the ages of fourteen and sixteen, although some were younger and some older. Anna felt that Penny was ready. Since Anna’s husband had passed away a year ago, and since Penny was obviously smitten with me, she hoped I would do the honors. Her story explained a lot about why Chloe and the girls at the orphanage knew so much about sex and why Mr. Butler, the “father” at the orphanage, was always in such a good mood. It also explained why sex was no longer taboo like it had been for centuries. Sex today was very common, many married couples even sharing one or more partners of either or both sexes.

I turned to Jenna and asked, “I kind of thought we’d spend tonight together since we’re getting married tomorrow.”

“Silly boy,” Jenna chuckled. “Tomorrow’s the wedding and it’s bad luck to see your brides the night before the wedding. We’re leaving for Paris in a little while. We changed the reservations to tonight. We thought Penny would enjoy waking up in your arms tomorrow morning.”

Actually, I was disappointed. All day I’d looked forward to falling asleep between my two lovelies on this last night of my single life. Nevertheless, I understood their point. While simply an unfounded superstition, it was still a common practice for a man and woman living together to spend the night apart from each other right before their wedding. Being a good sport about it was the least I could do to make them happy.

“I guess you two will just have to make it up to me after the wedding,” I said suggestively.

“Count on it,” Jenna promised.

“You busy? Looks like I’m free later tonight” I teased Anna.

“I’m sure you can find much younger and more attractive playmates than me,” she commented. I frowned at her. “What?” she asked nervously.

“So you’re saying that I should choose whom I take to my bed based solely on their looks?”

“No, that’s not what I meant,” she replied defensively. “I’m just saying that I’m probably a little older than you’re interested in and I won’t be upset if you’d rather spend your time and energy on the women closer to your age.”

She squirmed uncomfortably while I looked at her, being very obvious that I was mentally undressing her. “I agree that you’re older than most of the other women here. However, you’re still very good looking for a woman of any age. After all, your daughters had to get their looks somewhere. I’m guessing that being older you’re also more ... experienced ... in the bedroom than the younger women are. I know when Renee’s done with me that I feel totally drained in every way and she’s probably older than you are. Every woman is unique and I make sure to appreciate and thoroughly celebrate that uniqueness with her in the bedroom. Vonna says there are five other women here that want to go to bed with me. To me, it doesn’t mean five willing females I can use to pleasure myself; it means five women I need to make sure are both happy and satisfied when we’re done.”

Anna was smiling when I finished my little spiel, but her eyes were misty. “I guess you’d better make that six,” she chuckled. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her.

“Anna, I wasn’t aware that girls started having sex quite so young, but if both of you feel she’s ready, I’d be honored to be her first. Will you be joining us?”

“I guess so,” she answered, smiling as she said it.

“Anything else I need to know about tonight?” I asked.

“When she’s ready, Penny will open the door and stand there. She’ll be wearing a rather revealing negligee. You should spend several seconds looking closely at her to reassure her that you find her attractive, especially considering that she still has a lot of developing left to go.”

“That won’t be hard to do. I already think she’s one of the most beautiful girls here,” I said.

Anna beamed and continued. “If you accept her offer, pull the covers back and raise a hand towards her, offering to accept her into your bed. Then she has to make the final decision. The walk over here gives her a few more seconds to change her mind. That way, when she gets to you, it was entirely her choice.”

“Do many girls change their mind?” I asked.

“A few do, but not many. Usually by the time it gets to this point, they’re pretty sure ... and very horny,” she added with a chuckle.

“So, once she makes it over to the bed, what happens?”

“That’s up to you two. I think you’ll figure out what to do,” she laughed.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” I laughed.

Still laughing at me, Anna explained that afterwards, Penny would want to do something special for me. She had no idea what; it was up to the girl to figure out something special. It might be the next day, or even a month later.

“I’m still trying to figure out what to do for you,” Jenna said.

“I think marrying me tomorrow definitely counts as doing something special,” I said.

“Yeah, but it wasn’t my idea,” she deferred.

“I won’t tell if you don’t,” I kidded.

“I’ll think of something,” she promised with a wicked gleam in her eye.

Vonna stuck her head through the door. “You guys ready?” Anna nodded when I looked to her and Jenna crawled out of the bed.

“I guess so,” I answered. Vonna and Jenna exited the bedroom after giving me a final kiss, turning the lights down to low just before the door closed. I gasped when Penny stepped into the bathroom doorway. The light from behind her outlined her nubile body and rendered the material of her negligee transparent. The lighting was perfect and I could see her small breasts, each the size of half a peach standing proudly on her chest, each capped with a puffy, pink nipple. Her hips were slender, but definitely had a womanly curve to them.

Penny shifted nervously from one foot to the other, reminding me that she was waiting, anxiously, for my answer. Her face lit up when I flipped the covers back and reached my hand out towards her. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts. She practically ran across the room before sliding into bed next to me. I pulled her over so she was snuggled against me and kissed her forehead.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah,” she answered enthusiastically. I wrapped her in my arms and rolled over onto my back, pulling her on top of me. She straddled my hips, and I ran my hands lightly up her sides, then down her back, watching her response. She closed her eyes, smiled, and sighed. I worked my hands back up her sides, slower this time, with my thumbs slowly edging their way up her front. I made sure she was aware where my hands were headed.

Impatient for them to reach their goal, she put her hands over mine and raised them directly to her breasts. I massaged them gently, eventually centering my attention on her very hard and, I discovered, extremely sensitive nipples. Penny moaned in frustration when my hands slipped away. They didn’t go far, though. I slowly pulled the hem of her short negligee up, drawing it over her head when she leaned forward. I drank in her beauty a second time, my eyes settling on her sparse blond thatch.

“God you’re beautiful,” I gasped. Penny smiled warmly, her face showing her appreciation of the comment.

Penny shifted awkwardly and shuffled her way down to my feet. She leaned forward, sightseeing and exploring the interesting part of my anatomy. She reached out, tentatively, and wrapped her hand around my erection. “It feels so different from the ones I practiced with. It’s soft on the outside,” she commented. I was so wrapped up watching her explorations and the look of wonder on her face that I was caught totally off-guard when she leaned forward and took half my length in her hot little mouth. I watched as it disappeared between her lips. I watched as she looked up at me, her face a mix of nervousness, excitement, and lust. She watched me watching her as she bobbed up and down on my cock, limiting the depth by wrapping her hand around me halfway down my length.

A minute later, Anna reached over, placing her hand on Penny’s. She guided Penny’s hand, stroking it up and down my swollen member in sync with her mouth, twisting it gently as she did. Once Penny got the timing, Anna moved her hand away. Penny was obviously well coached and much practiced. When my hips began involuntarily thrusting up off the bed, she used her free hand to lightly stroke my balls.

“I’m going to cum,” I warned her.

She grinned around my cock, no small feat considering how tiny her mouth was. Her eyes flew open wide as the first blast of cum filled her mouth. I fought my natural instinct to bury my cock as deep in her mouth as I could, and pulled partway out. The relief was visible on her face as I continued to jettison jism into her mouth. A shiver coursed through my body as my last spurt was ejaculated into her mouth. I pulled back, my softening cock slipping from her tiny mouth.

Penny looked puzzled, unsure what to do next. Assuming that she wasn’t keen on swallowing her first time, I grabbed a hand towel someone had thoughtfully placed on the nightstand and held it out to her to spit in. Penny shook her head, then tilted it back and swallowed. As I watched the muscles in her throat work, I felt a stirring in the limp member that just finished filling her mouth with the cum she just swallowed, knowing that my cum was sliding down her throat as I watched.

After the second swallowing motion, she leaned forward and showed me her empty mouth. I pulled her down to me and slid my tongue into her mouth, tasting the remnants of my spend as we kissed. She hesitated briefly, but when she figured that I wasn’t going to get grossed out, she responded, finally sucking my tongue just like she’d sucked my cock. When she finally let me go, I was ready for action again. Hell, I think even my tongue was hard.

Her eyes widened in excitement and she moaned when I flipped her over so I was atop her. Instinctively she spread her legs and wrapped them around my waist.

“Don’t get so impatient, lover. I want to taste that sweet virgin pussy of yours before I fill it full of cock and cum.”

“Then do it fast; I can’t wait much longer,” she pleaded.

“Penny,” I said quietly so she’d have to listen carefully to hear me. She looked up at me expectantly. “Penny, we can hurry if you want. You’ll be happy about it when we’re done, but it won’t be nearly as good as you think it’s going to be. On the other hand, you can let me set the pace, even if you think we’re never going to get done tonight. When we’re done, you’ll be many times happier than if we hurried through it, and you’ll just feel like lying in bed sighing all day tomorrow, remembering how good tonight was. Ask your mother if you don’t believe me.” Anna nodded when Penny looked over at her.

“Okay, but please don’t take too long. I’m dying of anticipation,” she whined.

“Penny, I promise not to take too long. I intend to take only the exact amount of time I need to make tonight absolutely perfect for you.”

Penny agreed to let me set the pace, but I could tell she was still in a hurry. Moving from between her slender legs, I straddled her narrow, girlish hips. I leaned over her and kissed her again. This time I was the aggressor, tongue fucking her mouth as I built her already hot arousal. Penny was moaning and squirming when I broke the kiss. I worked my way down her sensitive neck to her ears. Penny was moaning constantly, raising her hips off the bed searching for contact. I kissed my way south, exploring her body with my lips and tongue. Stopping to pay homage to her small breasts, I kissed around the swell of both breasts, purposely avoiding her puffy nipples, now much puffier and even more distended. I gently nipped the sensitive skin of each breast at all four points of the compass, drawing tiny gasps from her. It also caused tiny goose bumps across her chest, up her neck, and down her arms.

“Fuck me, please, I feel like I’m going to explode,” she begged.

“Let yourself go, Penny, I want you to explode. I’m not going to fuck you until you explode at least twice,” I explained. Penny groaned in frustration, but since there was nothing else she could do, she gave in and let herself go. I barely had time to enjoy the feel of her nipple in my mouth and give it a light nibble before she exploded the first time, her high-pitched, warbling squeal music to my ears.

I switched to her other breast, enjoying the cone shape and texture of her nipple as I savored it with my mouth. She was nearing her second orgasm when I quit.

“Don’t stop ... close ... again,” she gasped.

“Not yet, lover,” I told her as I kissed and licked her stomach.

“Thank you,” she said solemnly a minute later when she’d calmed down a little, just like I wanted her to.

“For what?” I asked.

“For making me wait. That was so awesome. I’ve never cum like that before.”

I chuckled. “Lover, that was just a warm-up. Before I’m done with you, you’ll scream so loud that you wake up everyone in the house. You might even cum so hard that you pass out,” I warned. The arousal in her eyes was tempered slightly with nervousness. Penny looked over at Anna for confirmation again.

“Baby, you made a great choice. Most guys would be finished with you by now, and would roll over and go to sleep. In fact, when you’re done with him, I’m going to take him for a ride and do some screaming of my own.” They shared a deep, emotional smile, and then Anna squeezed and released Penny’s hand.

Penny giggled and squirmed when I tongued her navel. She squealed more when my tongue flicked across a small ticklish patch of skin between her hip and navel, right at her waist. I filed that information away to use later and dragged my tongue through the small, sparse patch of silky blonde hair sending shivers coursing through her tiny body. Her legs flew open as my tongue reached the top of the silky folds of skin at the junction of her legs. She made a strangling noise when I buried my tongue between the folds and licked my way to the bottom of the petals of her feminine flower.

She jumped when I continued, running my tongue across and then around her tight rosette. I continued, running my tongue up and down, alternating between her inner and outer labia, occasionally nipping lightly with my teeth, always provoking a moan of arousal. I circled but pointedly avoided her clit each time. She gasped when I ran my tongue across her virgin pussy. I could tell she was nearing another explosion. When my tongue flicked across her clit for the first time, she let loose.

“SSSSSHHHHHIIIIITTTTT,” she screamed, her slender hips arching off the bed. I resumed my up and down explorations, being sure to tease her rosette each time. By now, she’d stopped jumping nervously each time and was actually pressing against my tongue. I smiled inwardly, knowing that soon, she’d enjoy anal sex too.

“Ohmigod,” she gasped, her eyes flickering open. She looked up at me in awe. “I’m not sure I can take much more,” she wheezed.

“I suppose I could stop,” I teased.

“Don’t you dare,” she said in a mock-threatening tone. “Just get up here and make a woman out of me,” she ordered. I moved up and knelt between her legs.

Anna stopped me, explaining that she wanted to put a special sheet under Penny. Penny helped, lifting her hips while her mom slid a two-foot square white sheet under her butt. “That’ll help with some of the mess,” she explained as Penny settled back down, pulling me back to her. When the tip of my rock-hard cock touched her nether lips, her eyes opened wide in excitement and nervousness. I ran the tip up and down a few times through her gash to thoroughly lubricate us.