Sasha gets her way

Mark crawls on top of me while kicking his pants off. There is a rapidly closing window of time for me to object. His hands gently take my ankles and slowly slide up my legs, sending the tactile sensation into my spine that makes it clear this is really happening. His eyes trace up my legs with his hands, but when they stop at my knees his eyes keep going up, up to my chest. I cross my arms tightly in embarrassment at my small breasts.

Sasha chuckles into my ear. “You have such cute tits, show them off.” Her hands slide to my wrists and she pulls my arms away slowly. I could probably pulls my arms back, her grip is gentle and tender, but I let her pull my hands up to the side of my head, exposing me completely. Mark crawls a bit more forward, so his head hovers above my knees as I curl them upwards. He lets his hands slide down from my knees towards my hips resting on Sasha’s stomach, and lowers his head to kiss my left knee. He pulls himself closer, so his hips are just below Sasha’s and the only thing between his and mine is my curled up legs. He kisses my other knee, and grabs my panties to bring them up as he slides his hands back up to my knees. I nervously close my eyes as he keeps going, and I can feel his hands and the fabric slide down and past my feet. His hands return to my knees, and I can feel a slight pressure as he tries to gently pry my legs apart.

I let out a small whimper as my instincts kick in and my legs go from together casually to welded shut, all my leg muscles straining to keep access to my now naked pussy unavailable. Mark notices I’m not budging and stops immediately. “Melody, are we going too fast? We don’t have to do this if you aren’t comfortable. I know this has been a tough week for you.”

Sasha kisses my ear. “I love you baby, and I wouldn’t push you if I didn’t think this was what you needed. But I want you to enjoy your first time, not be scared of it.” I appreciate her words, but she’s still holding my wrists up to keep my body exposed to Mark, so there is a bit of mixed messaging happening here. I open my eyes again and see Mark looking at me with concern in his eyes. He’s so much bigger than me, it’s a little intimidating even knowing he’s looking out for my feelings.

I take a deep breath. This is going to be a lot, but being more than a house guest would feel nice, I already loved Sasha, and Mark… it feels weird to think about someone who should be my rival in love for Sasha, but he’s wonderful. “… can you promithe me?” I take a deep breath. “That this isn’t a mistake?” I look him in the eyes to try my best to convey my meaning, my fears, my hope. But I can’t hold it for long and look downward instead, to my still clamped shut legs curled up between me and his lower body.

“I promise to make it a better choice for you every day.” One hand comes off my knees to hold his weight up as he leans closer to me. His face gets closer, and his lips touch mine to seal his promise to me. I feel my legs relax. He doesn’t put any extra **** into it, but the weight of his other hand on my now relaxed legs pushes them slowly open. He pulls away from our kiss, and begins to trail kisses down my face, my neck, some extra kisses on my breasts. My breathing catches and I squirm in Sasha’s grasp as Mark teases my nipples with his lips. I hear Sasha giggle softly in my ear at my soft gasps and moans.

“Let him treat you nice. He knows what your body will like.” She tenderly lifts my arms up above my head, so she can grab both my wrists with a single hand. Her now free hand slides back down to tease my nipples as Mark’s mouth trails further down to my stomach. Both his hand on my knee and his hand holding his weight move to my upper thighs, letting him hold my legs open as his head dips ever lower to my unexplored region. I look down at him as his eyes make contact with me, and he slowly extends his tongue to touch my virgin pussy. I gasp and feel my body quiver at the slight but unfamiliar sensation.

I’m not a prude, but it’s only been about a week since my world was destroyed for the second time, and my libido has been low while I contemplated the world as a whole wanting me dead. So while I have no doubt given enough time I was going to explore the age old question of what the other sex feels like to masturbate with, I just haven’t gotten around to it yet. But as his tongue rolls up my slit and flicks up at the top, I discover my clit for the first time and… holy shit. I can’t imagine doing this my self could possibly feel as good. The sudden shock leaves me gasping.

It might just be the tension built up in me, but his lips and tongue take a moment to attack and massage my clit, forcing more pleasure to shoot up my nerves. I struggle to breathe while Sasha keeps up the pressure by twisting a nipple gently and nibbling on my ear. The room is filled with my voice softly moaning and gasping as Mark’s tongue keeps bathing my pussy.

Finally he pulls away and leaves me gasping as Sasha coos in my ear. “It feels good right? But it gets better.” Her voice tickles my ear. Mark sits up tall and… that’s a cock. I didn’t even notice him removing his underwear. He lines himself up, his tip rubbing against my folds. I gasp at the touch, this is happening, this is happening, this is happening, holy shit this is happening. The pressure below triggers a pressure in my head that makes it feel hard to think. Sasha brings my mind back down by using both hands to gently squeeze my breasts. Which is another surprise, as I realize my hands above my head aren’t being held anymore, they just stay there because I’m not moving them. I fight the urge to bring them down, determined to let Mark and Sasha bring me on this journey without my insecurities holding me back anymore. I let a whimper escape as I fight to remain still for them.

Mark interupts my thoughts. “Do you have any lubrication?” I realize he’s talking to Sasha after a second of confusion. She reaches over and opens the nightstands drawer. I take a moment to assess the situation while Mark prepares, and feel a chill as I gain a sense of scale. Everything had been happening so quickly, it hadn’t really registered. Mark is decent sized, running his oily hands up and down his cock. I think he’s around 7 inches. Maybe 8. Above average for sure, though not by a massive amount. More importantly, I’m only about three feet tall. My mind rushes into the unsexy math of it all. I’m about 36 inches tall, round down to six just in case I’m overestimating his size and to make the math easier, he’s planning to put something at least one sixth my own height inside of me. His girth is literally thicker than my wrist. Forget the social repercussions of having a threesome with my ex and her boyfriend, am I able to handle the physical consequences?

Mark lines himself up again with my pussy, his cock shiny with the slick lubricant applied. He begins pushing forward, and my little pussy feels the pressure. I should stop this, there is just no way that can be safe to go inside me. I should twist away and go back to my room. I should apologize to Sasha and explain that poly relationships are hard and I’m not able to make it work with everything else happening in my life right now. I should do… something other than whimper cutely as his cock head begins to push inside. I open my mouth to say something, but all that comes out is a gasp, and heavy breathing as he pushes deeper. It hurts, a dull pain of being stretched augmented cruelly with spots of stinging pain. I close my mouth and grit my teeth. I look up at Mark and see the concern in his eyes… damn it we are doing this. I nod my head, wordlessly answering the unspoken question of if I’m okay. I bite my lower lip to control the pain as he pushes deeper inside, but I have to stop before I risk biting into my lip and drawing blood. I know this is meant to be a beautiful moment of me giving myself to him, but my body just isn’t ready for this.

“Pleathe, wait.” Mark stops immediately, holding himself inside me and waiting for me to say something. “Just… wait.” The three of us just hold still for a while, Sasha stroking my body occasionally to help me feel better. I don’t think it works, but it’s nice knowing she wants me to feel good. I can feel Mark’s cock throbbing inside me. As we wait, I can feel some pleasure from him being inside me, but it’s still overshadowed by the pain. I look down and realize I haven’t even taken half of him inside, he’s barely past his head. It feels like so much more, but I doubt this is going to be a good night if I get stubborn about taking more. “Can we… just do this? No deeper?”

“Of course Melody.” Mark starts rocking his hips, not really moving much inside of me so much as he moves my entire body with him. I doubt there is more than an inch of motion inside of me, but even that makes me grit my teeth. I can feel a sense of pleasure, but it’s still too small compared to the pain. Mark leans down and kisses me, muffling my moans and whimpers and distracting me from the pain a little. Sasha’s hand slips down from my breast and starts rubbing my clit. It helps me further ignore the pain, but it’s still a lot. Mark slowly and gently fucks me, his cock barely using its length but still dominating my pussy.

“Does she feel good baby? Do you like fucking her pussy?” Sasha asks Mark, and I realize her other hand has moved from my breast and is rubbing her own pussy.

Mark breaks our kiss. “God she’s so tight. I can barely move inside, her pussy clings to my cock.”

“Keep fucking her baby, make her cum on your cock.” Mark picks up the pace and I can feel the tension in him as he balances the need to fuck me deeper and faster against the realities of my fragile body.

“Your pussy is so good, I’m going to make you cum.” I can feel the love they are trying to fill me with, they want me to enjoy this. And I am starting to feel good. But Marks strained breathing makes me doubt I can cum before he does at this pace. His thrusts are still punctuated by little stabs of pain, even as shallow as they are. But they are trying so hard, I want them to succeed. I want them to get the reaction from my body they want.

“Please fuck me. Fuck my pussy Mark.” I wish I could be more eloquent, but I just want to cum like he wants. I rub my nipples to add to the stimulation his cock and Sasha’s hand is already providing.

I whimper more as my fire builds. But Mark keeps thrusting and I can see his face strain as he tries to hold back his own climax. He tries hard, but a few pushes later and he lets out a groan as my pussy is flooded with warmth. There is a few moments of silence, filled with nothing but our collective heavy breathing, as his cock pulses a few times and then holds still. Sasha tries to rub me to completion before he stops, but it’s too late.

Mark looks sheepishly at me as his cock softens inside me. “Sorry, I…”

“Don’t apologize, get hard again and fuck her to completion. She deserves a magical first time, so keep that cock inside, get hard again, and finish in round two.” Sasha doesn’t stop rubbing me as she chides Mark for giving up too soon.

“It’s okay Sasha…” she doesn’t let me finish.

“No, it’s not. You are cumming on his cock tonight. I love you, he loves you. You deserve this. Let him fuck you until you’re happy.” Sasha brings her other hand away from her own pussy to tease my nipples agains, and starts to lick and kiss my neck. Mark is motivated by the sight, and I feel his softened cock come back to life. He kisses me deeply, crushing my tongue in his eagerness to make up for cumming first.

I feel his cock reach what I think must be full hardness again, and his hips resume their thrusting. Sasha rubs my clit furiously as he rocks into me, the pain still there but now finally losing out to the pleasure. Sasha nibbles and licks on my ear and finally, I feel my climax begins to rise to the surface. Mark lets my mouth go so I can vocalize his success with soft whimpers and gasps. “Ah, ah, ah, ah!” Sasha flicks my clit one last time, and my tight pussy clenches even tighter. My whole body stiffens for a bit, as wave after wave of pleasure radiate inside of me with each of Mark’s additional thrusts. And there are many additional thrusts as he keeps fucking me until his own second ejaculation inside of me.

I lay beneath him as he lets his body sag down, sandwiching me between him and Sasha. My body is motionless aside from my breathing and the occasional twitch from my fading climax.

Mark pulls himself off of me, and out of me. Sasha sits up, taking me with her so I end up sitting in her lap as she and Mark share a kiss above me. They break off the kiss and she looks to me. “So, what did you think of your first time? First of many?” She smiles at me beautifully, eager to have me confirm her end goal. Mark is less persistent, but I can tell he also wants a proverbial passing grade from me.

I catch my breath and try to think of how best to express my feelings. I wish I was better with words… I sigh. And then I wrap my arms around her neck and pull myself up to kiss her. Then I turn to pull Mark to me and kiss him as well. They kiss me so much, but I basically never kiss them. I sit back down and blush heavily. “It… wath good.”