Go sit by the pond

"How about we go sit by the pond for a while?" you ask Paige. "It looks nice and quiet over there." She nods agreeably, and you turn off onto the side path leading to the pond. It's a modest patch of water, perhaps fifty feet across, surrounded by soft grass. The entire area is partially hidden by a stand of trees, including one expansive weeping willow, and you could easily have missed it while walking by if you didn't already know it was here. In your original reality you'd taken a girl on a date here once before, as it's a fairly romantic-looking spot and also secluded enough for some measure of privacy. Not that it ended up mattering in the end—that date ended early and without any sexual contact at all beyond a kiss. At least that won't be a problem for you anymore, you reflect happily.

You and Paige pick a spot on the wide swath of grass a few yards from the edge of the water, and sit down. A light breeze stirs the grass and the willow branches as you both lay back on the soft grass and relax after your lunch. A few minutes pass in companionable silence until you see some motion out of the corner of your eye. The girl from the other family sitting in this area is walking uncertainly towards you. She has smooth, chocolate-brown skin, long coltish legs and a slim athletic figure. You sit up as she approaches and says shyly, "Hi, um... I'm Avery. You're John, right?"

"That's me," you reply.

"Oh, good," she says with obvious relief. "I just had my eighteenth birthday last week, so... can you, you know, help me out? Please?"

"Help you— Oh, you're a virgin." She nods nervously. "Sure, no problem." You look over at your girlfriend, still lying back on the grass. "Excuse me a minute, Paige. Duty calls."

Paige puts a hand over her heart and affects a faux-nostalgic tone of voice. "Oh, John, it seems like only yesterday that you were shoving your cock into me for the first time... Oh wait, that was this morning." She chuckles at you playfully and settles into a more comfortable position to wait until you're finished. Clearly she's not bothered by the idea of you deflowering this girl, even though her breasts are much too small for her to be a cumdump. You're glad that that social norm is the same, for you at least; otherwise this could have been an awkward scene.

Avery still looks a bit uncertain, so you decide to take the initiative this time. "How about we start by getting you undressed?" you say, and stand up to help her out of her clothes. She nods and lifts her arms as you start by pulling her T-shirt off. She isn't wearing a bra underneath the shirt, not that she needs one. She has small firm breasts with dark brown nipples that harden as soon as you take her shirt off. Her body doesn't have an ounce of excess fat on it, and her arms and abs are pleasantly muscular, like a woman from an exercise machine commercial. You start getting hard yourself at the thought of being the first to penetrate this beautiful young woman's unspoiled body. Paige is beautiful in her own way, to be sure, but you've always had a thing for fit girls and Avery is certainly that.

She bends over to pull her shorts down and steps out of them, leaning a hand on your shoulder for balance. When she reaches down to repeat the process for her panties, you stop her and say, "Let me get those." She nods and stands upright again in front of you; she's nearly as tall as you are, in fact. You kneel down on the grass in front of her and pull her panties off slowly, savoring the moment. She has a clean-shaven pussy, with puffy outer pussy lips and darker-colored inner labia that protrude slightly from between them. You carefully spread her open with your thumbs, admiring the contrast between the dark brown of her outer lips and the bright pink of her insides. You turn her around to get a look at her tight little butt, spreading her cheeks open to reveal her tight brown asshole, surrounded by similarly dark skin.

Her asshole does look inviting, and under other circumstances you wouldn't mind giving it a try, but she's not a public whore and you aren't sure how much leeway the virgin exception gives to you. You reluctantly turn her back around, and then sit back on the grass and unzip your fly. "Here you go," you say, pulling out your now-hard cock, "try sitting on it. Take your time."

Avery kneels down on the grass straddling you, now wearing nothing but her sneakers, and carefully lowers herself down until the head of your cock brushes her pussy lips. You rub the tip back and forth along her moistening labia, smearing them with pre-cum and eliciting a soft sigh of pleasure from Avery. She sits down a bit further, taking just the head of your cock inside her at first, and starts rocking back and forth to gradually work you further inside. Her vagina squeezes around you snugly, and you can feel the shallow barrier of her hymen flex as she pushes herself onto your cock. After a minute of this she works up her determination and sits down hard, letting out a small gasp as your cock sinks all the way into her wet pussy. She sits motionless for a moment, getting used to the feeling of being completely filled, and then starts riding your cock up and down, slowly at first but increasing in pace as she goes.

At this point you start thrusting upwards in rhythm with her, causing her cute little tits to bounce invitingly with each stroke. You waste no time in reaching up and grabbing her breasts with both hands, squeezing them firmly as you fuck her. Assuming you and Paige continue dating, which you certainly hope is the case, fucking virgins is the only chance you're going to get to touch breasts this size again. You pinch Avery's nipples, gently at first and then more firmly when she makes pleased noises at the sensation. After a few minutes she starts to increase her pace, and reaches down with one hand to rub her clit as she slams herself down onto your cock, over and over. "Oh god, yes," she pants. "I want to... to feel you cum inside me! Will you cum in me?"

"Soon," you gasp in reply. Her cunt is amazingly tight, even compared to most of the other virgins you've fucked today, because of her small frame. You can feel it approaching quickly, and say, "Here it comes!" Avery bites her lip in anticipation as you grab her hips, forcing her down against you. With a grunt you start to orgasm, and Avery's eyes widen in surprise and excitement as your cock starts squirting cum into her vagina for the first time. The feeling sends her over the edge as well, and she cries out in wordless pleasure as she begins to climax as well. You can feel her cunt contracting around you, milking your cock as you continue to fill her up with jizz. After your ejaculations cease, she continues to twitch for a few moment longer with her own orgasm, and then collapses forwards onto your chest and gives you a deep, intense kiss. After a moment to catch her breath, she lifts one leg over your prone body and pulls herself off of your cock, lying back on the grass beside you.

"Thank you, John," she says, a little breathlessly. "Wow... no wonder people get so enthusiastic about sex!"

"I'm glad I could help," you reply, flattered by her praise. You've probably screwed two dozen virgin girls so far today, and so far it shows no signs of getting old. As long as they're one at a time rather than a mob like at the movie theater, anyway.

As you lay panting on the grass between Paige and Avery, the girl's mother stands up and walks over to the three of you. She reaches out a hand to help her daughter up, who stands up a bit shakily. As Avery gets to her feet, your freshly-deposited cum starts to ooze out of her vagina and streak the insides of her thighs. Once standing she pulls her panties back up without bothering to clean herself off, smearing your jizz all over her thighs in the process. The thin cotton begins to soak through as soon as it touches her dripping pussy, but she pays it no mind.

As she continues to dress, her mother nods at you and says, "Thanks for helping out with Avery's cherry. She's been complaining about it for a damn week now!"

"I'm happy to help," you chuckle, still amused by the notion of a mother thanking you for taking her daughter's virginity. Come to think of it, you're still a little unsure how that part of your choice for this reality works in a broader sense. Back when you were describing your wishes to Charles, you'd been imagining simply being able to freely use any virgin you happened to run into, but from what you've seen of this world it sounds more like they can't have sex at all until you deflower them. There must be limits to that... right? If women everywhere are only able to have sex after you've personally fucked them, that could have some very strange long-term effects on your new reality. Global birth rates would plummet...

You catch yourself overthinking things again and mentally sigh at yourself. This is still your first day in this world, after all; you have a lot to learn about it and there's no use worrying about hypotheticals until you know more. For now, it's probably better to just focus on what's immediately in front of you.

At the moment, that happens to be Avery's mother. You look her over more closely while Avery finishes putting her clothes back on. She has slightly lighter skin than her daughter, and she is considerably more curvaceous compared to Avery's lanky frame. She's wearing a tied shirt that exposes her midriff, short cutoff jeans and a pair of thin sandals. You honestly can't tell if she's a public fucktoy or not—her breasts are too close to the D-cup line to easily tell. Her outfit suggests she might be, but you've seen several smaller-breasted women dressing skimpily as well today, and perhaps the presence of big-breasted sluts wearing little or nothing has made women's fashion in general prefer more revealing styles.

Is there an etiquette to asking whether a woman has big enough tits to be free to use, you wonder? There might be some polite phrase one would normally use to ask without offending a woman under the size limit. Then again, it might not be insulting at all to be mistaken for a cumdumpster—merely an honest slipup, like mistaking a stranger for a friend they resemble. You make a mental note to check the internet later, as no doubt there is plenty of information there that you can read without having to ask anyone questions that (from their perspective) ought to be common knowledge already. For now, though, you're not quite sure how to proceed.