Actually, take Beccy's virginity instead

You keep partying until it starts to die down, like intended, but you don't see Molly again. Come to think of it, you don't see Trevor either. Did he change his mind? Or did he forget about you?

Eventually, you find Trevor... snoring loudly in a chair. It doesn't look very comfortable at all, and he's definitely waking up to some neck pain either. "You fucker..." you say to him, or yourself, or nobody in particular, really.

Still, there's nothing saying absolutely have to fuck today, it's just that... well, certain body parts now carry certain expectations. Luckily, though, it isn't that late yet, and you could just worse case head into town.

That's when you hear a throat being cleared behind you. It could have been more or Trevor's happy snorefest, but it's pitched much higher, and you turn around to find Lindsey again.

"Oh hey Linds, what's up?" you ask.

"Oh thank god you're still here!"

"Haha, did I make an impression?"

"Well yeah, I'm like still tingling down there," she concedes, "but it's mostly 'cause I promised Beccy to be her winglady since she's too shy to ask herself."

"Uh-huh, what about it?" you inquire, honestly curious.

"Do you remember how you said you wanted to take her virginity?"

"Sure."

"She's been like all quiet all night, y'know, and then we finally get her to open up and we're like 'Hey Becca, tell us what it is!' and she's like 'I've been thinking about what he said all evening' and we're like 'What do you mean?' and then she says she wants you to take her cherry just like you said."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, she said 'take my flower' or something stupid like that, like, her family's really uptight and she never uses any words that are like dirty or whatever."

"Yeah, no, I mean - if I remember right, I was pretty graphic about you and, uhm... Chrissy?"

"Christy. Christina."

"Right. I mean, are you and she really cool with sucking her nipples like I said?"

"Oh, that - yeah, sure. I don't mind experimenting anyway. And she's cute!"

"And Christy?"

"She's... well, she's super straight but I mean, it's cool if it's with you, right?"

"Yeah, apparently," you remark sardonically, though she doesn't catch on.

"So... you game?"

Lindsey actually looks a bit nervous, like she's afraid you'll say no and that she'll have to make her friend really disappointed. But there's something else as well. You think back to earlier, after you'd both cum... didn't she make out with Becca afterwards? Is there something else there?

Either way, Lindsey's obviously very keen on it, and Rebecca must be, having thought of nothing else the whole night. With Trevor out of commision and the promise of Molly's amazing chest long gone, you're happy to consent.

If Lindsey was looking nervous, that's nothing compared to Becca. She seems just about ready to faint, and when her friend triumphantly returns, she lets out a huge sigh of relief.

"I, I, I... I remember every word you said you'd do to me," she exclaims - quite the greeting! "But uhm, I know you were just trying to get your girlfriend off, and, and... I mean you don't have to do all that if you don't want to but I'd really like to try it... please?"

"Girlfriend?" you ask, incredulously.

"Well, well, I mean, I'm, aren't you?..." Rebecca says, clearly flustered. And she's kinda cute when she's blushing.

"Oh honey..." Lindsey interjects.

"She's not exactly my girlfriend," you laugh, "but never mind that. I also remember what I said and I can't wait to get into your panties."

"Really?! Okay! There's a huge bed in the next room we can take! Come on!"

You don't know where she got her newfound assertion, but you don't mind. Becca runs first into Trevor's bedroom - serves the fucker right, you think - while her friends follow closely behind. You sneak a quick grab of Christina's ass, between the cheeks, and get rewarded with a little "eep!" and a lecherous smile.

"Christy, could you help me get ready, please?" you request. If you're going to have a little harem, you might as well enjoy it fully.

While she removes your clothing, practically and methodically, Lindsey does the same to Becca - but slowly and indulgently. Her hands seem to linger everywhere, although the virgin is much too enthralled by your state of partial undress to notice.

There's a wet spot beginning to form on Rebecca's plain white good-girl panties, and a small bush of fair beneath them. It looks like she takes care of her bikini line and nothing else.

"Ooh," Lindsey teases, "a little natural, are we?"

Rebecca instantly appears alarmed. "I'm sorry, I haven't shaved, I didn't think..."

"Aaw, don't scare her Linds," you interject. "I don't mind at all."

"Yeah, me neither! And you just need to spread it apart... like this... so you don't get any hair inside you."

"Oh wow..." you mutter. "Becca, you have a really pretty pussy, actually."

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, I... huh?"

You're interrupted by a warm, moist feeling wrapping your cock and look down to find Christy applying as much saliva as she can muster onto your member - in the best possible fashion. She really interpreted "get me ready" very thoroughly.

Lindsey looks on with delight and turns to her friend. "I know you're wet and you really want this but you need to relax a bit more, girl. If you're all tense and scared, it's going to hurt and you might bleed. Why don't you sit here and John can sit next to you here so you can get to know each other better while we help prepare you."

Rebecca obediently takes a sit on the edge of the bed and looks at you expectantly. You sit down next to her, place a hand on her chin, look her deep in the eyes and move in for a kiss. That seems to do the trick. As you continue slowly making out, she clearly stops tensing. Of course, you're getting a blowjob so you have no problem relaxing either.

You move the hand from her head to where her thigh should be, but... there's another head there. Very surprised, you look down to see that Lindsey has separated Rebecca's legs and is licking her sex - something you really hadn't expected at all. Instead, you grab a breast and fondle it calmly. It's not large, but it's beautiful, and very sensitive. The nipple is as erect as it'll ever be, in anticipation of being licked, no doubt.

"I think I'm ready now," Becca eventually states. She sounds confident, self-assured, everything she wasn't just minutes ago.

"I think so too," Lindsey confirms, with a finger between her outer labia. "But you still want to take things slowly. John, you wanna be on top or standing up?"

"Standing up is probably easiest if we're all gonna fit."

Eagerly, Rebecca leans back on her elbows, but Christy quickly pushes her onto her back. "Your job is to relax and scream in pleasure. You just let us handle the rest! She grabs her friend's leg by the inside of her thigh, putting the cunt on grand display. Lindsey moves into position and does the same from the other side. "Last chance to back out," she says, but Rebecca steadfastly shakes her head. "I want this so much," she reaffirms.

As the girls start kissing the young woman's areolae, you spread Becca's pussy with two fingers. Lindsey did a great job: it's thoroughly wet, and you can see - and feel! - the fastpaced pulse of her keen heartbeats. Sliding a finger between the lips, on top of her slit, you see that Lindsey and Christy have moved on to the main course.

That means it's your turn to shine.

Without further ado, you put the tip of your cock as Rebecca's entrance and push ever so slightly, so that the folds start wrapping around you, but without entering. She doesn't tense up at all, not even when you start rocking back and forth - just tiny amounts, but still.

You think back to what you have promised her:

I want to stretch her pretty little slit wide while her cute little friends hold her legs up and lick her nipples. Then I thrust as hard as I can. She just bounces roughly back and forth in pleasure as I take her virginity.

There's no mistaking your words. You look down: the door to her pretty little slit is stretched widely around the glans of your penis. Her legs are way up in the air and her nipples have never received such marvellous treatment before. There's only one thing left to do.

Without hesitation, you thrust.

Hard.

Rebecca screams and arches her back, but it has nowhere to go. Her legs are in a vice, you're holding her by her waist, and she can't push through her classmates' tongues anyway.

You know it shouldn't really matter, but... you're the first one to ever do this to her. She trusted you. She wanted you. Hell, she lusted after you. And she asked you to treat her roughly. It's a raw feeling, nowhere near lovemaking. Rebecca's first real intercourse, and she's going to be fucked... taken.

That's when you know to start moving. She can't bounce much with her petite frame, but her freshmen body does its best to just take everything you throw at her, pussy wrapped snugly around your member. She tries to scream, but... she just can't. It's too much. Wave after wave of pleasure sweep across her as you hit her innermost unrelentingly, over and over again.

Your thumbs are whitening as your grip of her side and abdomen hardens. You don't think she notices. All she knows is primal delight. Her eyes are vacant, rolled back, and her arms are just lying there in cramplike vibrations. She tried to push back once or twice but gave up trying immediately. There's no point - she's just there to take it, like a queen with her harem. She can't do anything but take it, but man does she take it well.

You release her with one hand and rub her clitoris with it in the same manner: quickly, mercilessly. Merely seconds later, Rebecca releases a guttural growl, a low-pitch sound you didn't know she could make, a scream without air.

Then she comes.

Her first real scream in minutes is the loudest you have ever heard. It's like she's trying to topple her orgasm, to overcome it, as if she'd be overtaken by it otherwise. Her sex clamps down around you in a deadlock while the scream goes on. She arches her back again: this time, she breaks free. Her entire body is contracting; it's almost painful. Then finally she starts convulsing. You hold her legs up for her and remain still. They're shaking wildly, but that's nothing; your cock is getting a full massage by her vagina.

Rebecca has closed her eyes and is just trying to regain her breath. You meet Christy's astonished gaze. "Wow..." she mouths in silence. Wow indeed. You feel sorry for whoever will be Becca's next sex partner - this is going to be hard to top.

As her climax subsides, Rebecca returns to her senses. She looks at you half sheepishly, half proudly. "Uhm, thanks..." she says.

"You're, uh, you're welcome," you reply. What on earth do you respond to that?

"So uh, did you... y'know..."

"Huh? ... Oh! No, not yet, I was just trying to get you off."

Lindsey giggles. "You certainly managed that." Thankfully, that makes everybody laugh, and any awkwardness melts away. You withdraw with a little slurp sound, still hard enough to be used as a wildly unpractical hammer.

"I'm sorry..." Rebecca starts, but you cut her off. "Hey, this was your time, I did it intentionally. Besides, I think I'll just use Christy to get off. She looks like she needs it as much as I do. Christy, do you mind?"

You're barely able to finish the sentence before she blurts out "Whichholedoyouwant?" and frantically removes anything in the way of her genitals. Well, that rules her mouth out, you think to yourself. But that's fine. You just want to orgasm anyway - why not give her a little fun as well?

"Pussy, please. How do you want it?"

"Can we do it from behind?"

"Sure, just stick your ass up and let me handle the rest."

Lindsey helps Becca roll over and holds her in her arms. You don't pay their whispering much attention, though, not with Christy waving her butt at you provocatively. Taking aim with one hand, you spread her with your other and simply push in slowly. Christy moans appreciatively. "Does it feel as good as it tastes?" you ask sardonically.

"Ask again in ten minutes if you last that long," she says. Damn, that's 1-0 to her. No matter; you start moving into a nice rhythm. It's not exactly slow as foreplay, but you do need a minute or two to recuperate from the workout session you just had.

Christy doesn't mind, either. She keeps moaning and working her clitoris. It's remarkable how different she feels - not that it's weird, but it's the first time you go straight from one vagina to another, and that makes you notice the dissimilarities all the more. Unlike Rebecca, she also knows how to use her muscles. You suspect she's had a bit more practise than she hinted at earlier today. This is more like two experienced adults mutually focusing on the benefit of both.

"This is really nice," she ascertains after a while, "but if you're rested yet I'd really love to be treated rougher. Don't worry, I can take it."

"Gladly." You accept and reposition yourself, from being on your knees inbetween her legs to squatting around her like an animal. Then you grab her tits through her t-shirt and squeeze them brusquely as you pick up the pace. Now you go faster - and deeper. You touch Christy's cervix, but if anything, that only seems to turn her on more.

Realising she really meant how she likes to be treated, you suddenly pinch her nipples without warning. She rewards you with a load groan, so you keep doing it until you want to try something new instead. With one hand still full of titflesh, you use the other to take hold of the ponytail she made to blow you before, yanking it carefully but forcefully to pull her head back. Her pussy is tighter now, and she's having trouble breathing regularly. Well, can you help her with that - but you don't want to.

Now thrusting in and out at practically top speed, without mercy, you reluctantly let go of her breast and **** her harshly instead. Still trying to moan, Christy's breathing turns into gargles, and you move her mouth next to her ear. "I'm going to spray your insides white any moment now," you state calmly. "If you want to cum, you better cum now." Then you press a bit harder so she can't answer - not that you think she could have anyway.

Your orgasm approaches rapidly and you long for the sweet, sweet embrace of physical deliverance. You drop her throat and hair and push her down, grabbing her hips instead, and make one final lunge into her, completely bottoming out as you release a ridiculously long string of fluid. You don't need to see it to know how large just that one spurt was - and there's still more. Each successive jab feels like you're filling her to the brim. At some point, Christy comes, too. She's not silent, but she doesn't scream. mostly because she's biting a pillow. Her t-shirt is all sweaty and her ass jiggles as she twitches along with you.

You can't resist giving her butt an appreciative little slap as you pull out. Unsurprisingly, that makes a couple of white drops fall out, already slightly glowing.

By now, you're completely and utterly spent, and you just want to lie down on your back. "Thanks," you say. "Thank you," Christy responds. "That was amazing. Do you want me to clean you?"

"Haha, you just want another taste, don't you?"

"Guilty!" She winks at you and gets to it. You've never had a blowjob that felt so little like a blowjob. It's more like a soothing bath when your muscles are sore - which they absolutely are. You're considering asking Rebecca to lick your sperm up from Christy's wide-open hole - give her the first lesbian experience of her life, and give you some nice visuals. But you don't really want to use her tonight after that experience she had earlier. And besides... she's actually already having the first lesbian experience of her life.

Apparently you and Christy were too busy to notice Rebecca and Lindsey starting to kiss... and to explore... and now, as you feel Christy's tongue dutifully lapping up any traces of vagina, you see Lindsey's hand caressing her friend downstairs. Rebecca has a hand under Lindsey's dress, and you know full well already what isn't there. They, too, appear to be in the aftermaths, though - kissing softly and finishing up. Lindsey looks really, really happy - blissful, almost.

Having finished, Christy snuggles up in your arms. The bed is large and easily accomodates all four of you, and the other women soon follow suit, clinging on to each other as you all fall asleep. The last thing to cross your mind is that you must be really tired, because your eyes are playing tricks on you... why else would Christy be glowing blue instead of yellow? Then you close them, and doze off.