Giving Myself to Alison

I wasn't comfortable physically. I was in heaven emotionally and so physical discomfort meant nothing at that point. My legs were wide open, my sex was at Alison's mercy and I would not have had it any other way.

My body failed me. I had a thick and persistant membrane inside me and every little push hurt. Alison saw me wince with her preparitory thrusts and told me she wanted to stop. I was determined that I should be hers in every sense and told her to just that.

"Do me now! No matter what, I want you to have me."

Alison kissed me deeply and asked me if I was certain I wanted to go ahead. I bit my lip and nodded. She gave a thrust with her hips and I was a virgin no more. But God Almighty! The pain. It was like a needle in my core and the stretching was actually too much. I cried out and my tears ran. I couldn't control my emotions. I hurt. I really did - some of the worst pain I'd ever felt. Aside from that there was the emotional bust of giving myself to someone. I lost control and howled like a baby as I bled onto the phallus that had transformed me. Alison was horrified and pulled out. Her ‘cock’ was stained with my blood. She began to cry and begged me to forgive her cuddling and crying with me. I was in pain and crying but she became almost hysterical saying over and over “What have I done to you? God forgive me.”

I wound up comforting her. I don't know if I will ever experience such emotions again. My friends tell me childbirth is similar emotionally. I cried and felt pain and loved the person who had hurt me all at once. She cried begged for forgiveness and, I am sure, would have gladly whipped herself for what she thought she had done.

I did bleed but the pain did subside but I had to spend an hour reassuring Alison that I had nothing to forgive her for. She had made me a woman and shown me such love. My body had let us down but it was over and soon we could make love as often as we liked.

She unhooked the straps and threw the harness and the dildo across the room vowing to burn it. She lay face down beside me sobbing, her face in the sheets. I lent over and kissed her bottom. I moved slowly out kissing every part of her flesh I could reach. I must have kissed her for an hour before she rolled over to hug me.

“I’m so sor..”

I forced her face to mine and my kiss stopped her. Soon we were actively embracing and I knew that I was going to make love to Alison. I’d looked and watched but never touched her between her legs, yet my kisses led me to between the lips of her sex.

She looked so different to me. My pussy is a small mound with almost a pout and you can just see my inner lips when I’m not aroused. Alison was, of course as a result of her routine, hairless on her lips and they were longer and thinner than my outer lips. There was no hint of anything beyond them until I pried her legs open and could look and lick all the way from her tight pucker along to her lips and up to her clit. I knew what I liked but had to ask Alison to show and tell me what she wanted. I’d been with her when she masturbated but I’d been suckling her breast at the time and not watching her hands. Her breathing was picking up and she told me to lick my fingers and put two inside her, then to press against the front wall of her passage. As I did this I felt her settle on my upturned fingers. Her clit was at my lips and she asked me to suck it gently until it felt really hard and then to flick it with my tongue until she begged me to stop. Alison’s rolling orgasm began after about ten minutes of my amateurish ministrations and just kept going. I felt her contract on my fingers and the inner flesh my fingertips pressed against was so hard!

In between climaxes she gasped out that she wanted me to do this while her husband fucked her arse. I shivered either with nerves or anticipation. I’m not sure but couldn’t say anything without letting go of her clit. With a final thrash Alison went rigid and reached to pull my fingers from her. If I had not been so sore I would have either masturbated for her or sat on her face. Alas I was not in any state for that. You can imagine my embarrassment when Alison got up groggily and told me that she had to clean up the mess she had created. My pussy looked a bit red and there was a small smear of blood at the bottom of my opening. I was pushed onto my back and before I could protest her soft tongue snaked from my anus to the middle of my lips. It pried me open and softly lapped me. It was strangely non-sexual just a loving act as Alison cleaned my tattered little pussy. She bathed my opening and each lip completely. The last act I remember was her pulling up a duvet and covering us both. Offering me her breast she cuddled me begging forgivenes again, I fell asleep.

Voices woke me, one was familiar but the other deep and masculine. I feigned sleep and listened. It must have been her husband.

Alison was whispering to him that she had hurt me terribly and was worried I’d be scared of her from now on. She told him most of what had gone on and began to sob again. I heard him kiss her and warn her not to wake me before he got out of the room. On cue I stirred and rolled over to hug her telling her I loved her. We kissed for ages and then I heard a door open.

Alison asked if I wanted to meet her husband. I nodded and she pointed to a robe. Our clothes were God knows where. Alison called out for Tom not to come in as I was naked. She got out of bed and strolled out to ‘greet’ him. I was embarrassed and had to be called out. Well if men were your thing or even not you’d certainly remember him. He was a good 4 inches taller than Alison and while trim, looked quite muscular. He was blond and bronzed. Alison was still naked and her pussy was obviously wet.

"Tom is wondering if you’d like to stay the night? It would be lovely if you could."

"Do you mean share your bed or just sleep over?"

"Which would you like?"

"I’m too sore to do anything but I’d like to sleep with you Alison, if Tom doesn’t mind sharing."

A grin crossed his face.

"Don’t you get any fancy ideas Darling I really hurt her very badly – it’s just you and me for sex tonight."

My tender little core contracted at the thought of watching.

"Let’s organise dinner and have a swim before bed." Alison suggested.

I blushed

"If I'm out for the night I should ring home and let my parents know I'm staying the night."

They both smiled and Tom handed me the phone.

To my horror when I rang home my father answered. I didn't know what to say and went silent after my "Hi", but he was so sweet. All he asked was if I was alright and said it was fine if I stayed and, I heard him pause, then.

"Just ring in if you'll be away tomorrow night so we don't worry. I want you to know that I....we all love you very, very much. Do you understand that? I want you to be happy, that's all."

He hung up.

I began to think I'd underestimated him. I'd always loved him but never been close in the sense that I could talk to him like my Mother, even obliquely, about my sexuality. Maybe my mother was right that I could trust him and should not underestimate his love for me.

Tom made a light dinner while Alison and I talked over what had happened that afternoon. She was still very upset. We ate we had a few wines and then headed down to the beach. It was twilight by now and so we skinny-dipped. I was curious about Tom and had a good look, as he did at me. We caught each other and laughed. I assume he liked what he saw as his cock began to grow. I’d only seen one other cock and his was different. He was circumcised and looked inviting. As I felt my attraction grow I came to realise that maybe it was men and women for me and that I shouldn’t try to pigeonhole myself. I hadn’t enjoyed sucking my only boyfriend’s cock but I was feeling an urge to take Tom in my mouth. Maybe it was his firm body, maybe the clean look of his cock, maybe it was that he was a man and not a boy. Alison and I cuddled in the water and Tom came and held us both. I felt his cock hit my bottom only to have Alison reach down and grab him telling him firmly that I was too sore for any of his nonsense.

We played around for twenty minutes and wandered back up to shower together. I washed Tom’s cock while Alison watched and stroked my breasts. His cock felt warm and hard and I knew that when I was healed that it would want to have it. It wasn’t as big as Alison’s trashed strap-on so I felt confident that I could have it inside me. The next stop was their big bed. There was a brief moment of discomfort as we sorted out who went where. Tom and Alison faced each other and I was behind Tom with an arm around him watching as he began to kiss and make love to Alison. It was different but really sweet to watch two people who clearly loved each other spend the night wrapped up in their own little world of love. What happened that night and for the next few months will be the basis of my next story if you're interested - just let me know.