Their First Toys Ch. 06

"Oh! That's funny, didn't know that," she murmurs. Jane nods with a chuckle and murmurs:

"Go on; hold it." Kathy gives him another glance, waiting for his response.

"I guess so," he repeats.

She nods and looks back down, watching her fingers slip around it, moving his skin again. He gives a sharp hum, and she continues, experimenting with sliding his skin further. When she sees it roll up around the head of his cock, she giggles and murmurs:

"That really is funny!" and does it again, and again.

His stomach draws in sharply as he snorts, then saying:

"Be careful, if you don't want to make something happen."

"Let her; she's never done it before," Jane replies, then adding:

"But let's lie down first. I'll throw back the covers."

When she turns to do so, Kathy looks back up at him with grin. He squeezes her breast, smiling wryly, and repeats his:

"I guess so. ... Hmm! No one else has."

They both chuckle. Jane turns back and says:

"Come, lie down with me. She can kneel on the floor and watch what happens."

"Sure didn't imagine anything like this," he murmurs, turning to watch Jane lie down and move over against the wall, lying on her side.

For a moment, his eyes sweep up and down her body. She pats the bed, nodding with a smile. Kathy's fingers relax and let him join her. As soon as he is on the bed, she follows, dropping to her knees. Jane urges him to let her put her head on his shoulder, then reaching up to rub his cheek. Kathy is looking at his cock, now almost resting on his body, and looking at his sack.

Can I touch them too."

Jane nods on his shoulder, and he agrees:

"I guess so."

"Don't squeeze them," Jane advises.

Kathy nods and slips her fingers between his thighs and under his sack, raising it up and gently fondling his balls. She glances up at the others' faces and murmurs:

"I didn't think it would be anything like this, either."

They nod with smiles, and her eyes return to watch her fingers. After fondling his balls for another moment, they slide up onto his cock, this time sliding up on the back its head, finding the little crease of skin. His cock springs back to life. He moans sharply and complains:

"That almost hurts there; it's so sensitive."

"Like us, you know where," Jane murmurs.

"But I can do the other?"

"Yes," Jane replies for him.

"I guess so," he agrees with chuckle.

Kathy's fingers slip around his cock again, and the roll of skin protects his most sensitive spot. Jane tells her to hold it tighter, and he nods. When she does, he moans, nodding again, then murmurs:

"It's going to be all over the place," and moans again.

Jane nods with grin, but Kathy doesn't see it, staring at what her hand is doing. When his hips begin to twitch, she smiles to herself and murmurs:

"Like us."

"Um-hmm!" Jane agrees.

His hips twitch harder, and then he gasps and grunts. Kathy sees his white semen shoot out of his cock, faster than she can follow it with her eyes, and reacts with her own sharp moan. The next shot is as strong, but then last ones land in her field of vision, finally just dribbling down on her fingers. He holds her hand still with a final moan.

She grins to herself and then at the others, chuckling, then looks at the creamy, white blobs: one almost at his neck, then a couple on his chest, and then on his stomach, in his hair, and on her fingers, a last drop still sliding down from his little slit.

"Really all over the place," she murmurs, looking back at Duong and Jane with a smile. Jane nods with a grin. He suddenly begins to laugh, grinning, finally catching his breath and saying:

"This is too much! Hm-hm-hmm! I don't know how I thought my first time with a girl would be, but certainly not like this!"

The girls laugh with him, nodding. Jane replies:

"And with two girls."

Kathy nods and adds:

"And we haven't yet shown you what we like. Hm-hmm! Besides doing this."

They all chuckle. After a moment, Jane murmurs:

"Or why we really need your help."

She wipes up a blob on his chest and tastes it.

"You want to taste it?!" he asks in surprise.

She nods, giving Kathy a wry smile and then gesturing for her to taste it. Kathy is almost as surprised as he was. She wrinkles her nose, but nods and murmurs:

"I guess so," glancing at the drops on his stomach, but then letting go of his cock and licking what is on her fingers.

"You do too?!" he remarks.

Kathy wrinkles her nose again, returning Jane's wry smile. She nods on his shoulder and then says:

"We wanted to taste it. Tastes very strange, wanted to know that before we try it with a boyfriend."

"Try what?"

"Doing it with our mouth."

"Doing ...? You mean, ... making me come with your mouths?! In them?!"

The girls nod. Jane murmurs:

"Some girls do and like it - like to do it, maybe not the way it tastes. And some don't do it, either because they are afraid of how it could taste, or never want to taste it again."

"Oh?! Really?! ... Hmm?! Well, I guess I've heard of it, but never really thought any girls would. ... And you want to?!"

The girls glance at each other with quizzical expressions, then smiling wryly and nodding. He is looking at Kathy and can feel Jane's nod on his shoulder. He snorts sharply and says:

"You do! ... Oh? With me?!"

They nod again with impish grins.

"Oh fuck! Oh, sorry! This is too much."

"Hm-hmm! We can do that too," Jane replies, and wipes up another blob and tastes it.

Kathy grins at him with a nod, and then also tastes the biggest blob she can find. He shakes his head in disbelief. The girls wipe up some more, sucking their fingers with grins, and he shakes his head again and murmurs:

"I guess so; I guess you do."

Kathy nods and looks down at his relaxed cock, then murmurs:

"I've already tasted it," and picks up his cock, rising off her heels and leaning over him, and adds:

"May as well try."

He gasps. Jane blurts out: "Kathy!"

His cock begins to fill her hand. She pulls his skin down and lowers her head. The head of his cock swells, and he gasps again. Her tongue licks, and then her head sinks lower, her lips slowly slipping around the head of his cock.

"Oh! Oooh!" he responds, and Jane repeats:

"Kathy!" but not in the same admonishing tone.

They both moan, watching Kathy's lips slip down in his groove, and then a little further. They both moan again, and Jane licks her lips. When Kathy nods and hums, he gives a more aroused moan, and then another. Jane is holding her breath, then exhales with moan in her throat. They both take a deep breath, holding it. Then Kathy raises her head. They see the shiny, wet head of his cock, and both exhale with relieved sounding moans. Kathy also looks at it, licking her lips, then looks over at them with a little apologetic smile.

"You did," he murmurs. She nods, replying:

"Um-hmm. Hmm?! I did - suck your cock."

"Sure surprised me," Jane remarks.

"Not like it did me," he enjoins.

"Or me, a little, but then, we'd talked about it, so why not? I'm going to like it."

"Sure looked like you were," Jane murmurs.

"I'd better get a washcloth, so you can clean up."

Kathy stands up and goes to the bathroom. When she returns, however, Jane is lying on him, kissing, then murmuring:

"Want me to do it now? Or we could - well, not to use that word - keep you from staying a virgin."

"Hmm? You think I could again, already?"

"Sure looked like it before. Be fun to find out, either way."

"You wanted to show me what girls like. Seems like a good idea, first."

"But then! We can 'again, already'."

Kathy snorts and remarks:

"You'd better show him, and then - hm-hmm! - he can show me what he learned, like kissing. He learned that real fast."

"And hasn't forgotten," Jane replies and thrusts her tongue back in his mouth.

It's several seconds before Kathy can give them the washcloth. Jane sits back, straddling his legs, and cleans him up, starting with his soft cock. Then he sits up and wipes her, giving more than necessary attention to her breasts. She snickers and murmurs:

"We also like to have them sucked," and rises up on her knees, her hands under her breasts, offering them to him.

He drops the washcloth and a second later one nipple is in his mouth and the other in his hand. Jane moans, giving Kathy a grin. Then her hand is fondling the back of his head, and she gives a chuckling moan, remarking:

"Don't have to teach you how to do that."

A few seconds later, she urges him to suck her other nipple, humming in response. Then she murmurs:

"Making me all wet; I'd better show you what else we like."

"Um-hmm!" he agrees, releasing her nipple and grinning up at her.

"Not just 'I guess so'?" Kathy asks.

He glances over at her, shaking his head and replying:

"Not after what you did. I'll do anything you want, at least, I think so."

Jane is already getting off him as they all chuckle, exchanging grins. Kathy remarks:

"You probably want to see hers, like I did the first time."

"You saw 'hers'? Oh, yeah, I understand."

"So get down where I was."

"Hmm? I guess so. Hm-hmm! No, I do!"

He kneels on the floor, and Jane sits on the edge of the bed in front of him. Kathy murmurs that she'll hold her breasts for her and gets behind Jane. He chuckles when he sees her fingers find her nipples. Then Jane's fingers are on her hair, and he looks down, seeing them spread her pussy lips. He snorts as they reveal her pink inner lips and the hood over her clitoris. Her fingers move to let him see more. He hums with a nod, unconsciously licking his lips. Kathy snorts and pinches Jane's nipples in response, and Jane nods.

She begins to rub her fingers over her clitoris and remarks:

Some guys just think putting it in as what we like/need, but this is where we like most to arouse ourselves. It's very sensitive."

"Like where you didn't want me to touch you," Kathy adds.

"So we rub it like this, without touching it directly."

Jane demonstrates for a minute, humming as she arouses herself.

"Um-hmm," he acknowledges.

"Can you see it now?" Jane asks, pulling up the front of her pussy: "a little round thing?"

He nods with a grin. Kathy explains:

"Never touch it unless your fingers or whatever are slippery wet."

"'or whatever'?" he asks.

"Like your tongue."

"You want me to lick it?!"

"We do."

"You do?! Each others'?!"

Kathy blushes. Jane replies:

"We know better than some guys what's good. So, why not? Just something very good that we can do together."

"Hmm?! You do? ... But, ... well, ... "

"We really like boys," Kathy replies: "if that's what you mean."

"Just lucky that we can also enjoy doing it with each other."

"Probably more girls do than admit it."

"Hmm?! If you say so."

"But, of course, we like it in us, fingers or a cock," Jane replies, Kathy nodding emphatically, then suggesting:

"Yours, for example. Hm-hmm! Your cock, of course, but now, your fingers."

Jane nods with a smile. He looks surprised, but also nods. She says:

"Let me start again, and then I'll tell you when; have to be all wet again."

He nods, and she begins again to arouse herself, with Kathy's fingers helping. She smiles at him and remarks:

"When it's wet, it's all slippery, feels good, for the fingers, too."

He nods and holds up his hand.

"Two fingers, and make them also squirm, not just in and out."

Both he and Jane nod, she adding:

"Make them squirm good."

He nods again, wiggling his fingers. Jane is then busy arousing herself. After a better moan, she murmurs: "Now," and the fingers of her other hand spread her pussy lips. He nods and gently probes with his middle finger, finding her opening. She nods, and he probes further, his index finger also finding its way into her.

"Um-hmmm!" she encourages, and they both slide further into her pussy. Her other hand begins to rub again. His hand moves gently. Kathy instructs:

"Squirm, fuck!"

His hand moves a little faster, and Jane nods with moan.

"Harder," she demands softly.

"You can't hurt her," Kathy adds, Jane nodding again.

His fingers plunge faster and all the way into her pussy. Jane moans, nodding again. Then her other hand grasps his wrist, turning his palm up, and jerking his hand against her, in and out and up against the front of her pussy. Her thighs twitch, and Kathy moans with her, pinching and twisting her nipples, her thighs also twitch, squeezing Jane's hips. Then her hips began to twitch, pumping against the movement of his hand.

When she squirts, he almost jerks his fingers out of her pussy, but her hand forces him to continue, as she gasps and groans, her body convulsing in the hold of Kathy's hands. Finally, her fingers stop rubbing, and her other hand holds his still, as her thighs clamp together on them.

She gives a shivering groan, spasming again, and then slumps back against Kathy, who cups her hands around her breasts, holding Jane to her. When her thighs relax, flopping open, she releases his hand, and he slowly draws his wet fingers out of her dripping pussy, looking at it with wide eyes.

"Do all girls ..., do you always come like that?"

"When you do it right."

"Not all of us always that wet, and not always that good. I sure didn't with him, not at all, I'm afraid."

"But he didn't know any better," Jane replies.

"Sure didn't; I didn't either."

"Hmm? ... Oh? And you like it? Of course! I mean, like you said, doing it to each other?"

The girls both nod with smiles. Jane replies:

"We taste better," and Kathy nods.

"And you want me to?"

He looks at his wet fingers and her wet pussy and murmurs:

"I guess so."

"Weren't going to say that again," Kathy murmurs with a mild smirk."

He glances up with a wry smile, nodding, and then licks his fingers. He nods and murmurs:

"Maybe you do. Sure surprised me when that happened, my hand suddenly all wet."

"The best thing that can happen," Jane replies, and Kathy nods again.

"Hmm! Hm-hm-hmm! This is something! Sounds like I'm luckier than some guys."

"We hope so," the girls reply in unison.

They all chuckle. He looks at Kathy and asks:

"And you want me to do it to you?"

"Mmmm! Just if you want to."

"You did to me."

"But not all the way."

"But I will," Jane enjoins emphatically.

"Even if you don't make me come that good," Kathy adds.

"Hm-hmm! I'll try, ... like you did."

"Hm-hmmmm! Please!"

"Got to stretch my legs," he replies, nodding with a smirk.

While he stands up, the girls exchange places. When Kathy spreads her thighs, he gives her a grin and drops back down between them, staring at her less hairy pussy, its lips clearly visible and already revealing the edges of her inner lips. Jane squeezes Kathy's breasts and holds her thighs tighter against her hips. As he leans down, she murmurs:

"Start at the bottom; make her wet."

"And then it's like kissing, using your tongue."

"Like when you were sucking and licking and nibbling on my nipples."

He nods and does what they have suggested. His tongue licks tentatively for a second or two and then slips between her lips. He hums and lets it explore. When it finds her opening, he hums again and probes in it. He chuckles in his throat and murmurs:

"You do taste good; at least, I like it."

"She tastes even better, if you can make her come like I did," Jane replies, squeezing Kathy's nipples.

She nods with a hum and rubs Jane's thighs. They watch him - Kathy with aroused moans, Jane with encouraging ones. When he begins to concentrate on her clitoris, Kathy gives a more emphatic moan, and Jane murmurs: "Yeah, like that. Suck!"

His lips press around her pussy. Her pelvis rocks up against his mouth, as she responds with a pulsing moan. When his tongue returns to her opening, she grasps his head with both hands, urging him to return to her clitoris, demanding:

"More!" and then gasping.

"Fingers!" Jane commands.

Kathy nods and then moans, chuckling, and then loses control of her hips, whimpering, almost laughing. With a gasp, her body spasms, and his fingers make sloshing noises in her pussy. Jane's thighs clamp against Kathy's hips, as she also moans, hugging her to her breasts.

Finally, Kathy stills with long whimper, releasing his head and slumping back against Jane. He raises his head, nodding, only after moment smiling slightly. Then he nods with a grin and drops his head back down, lapping up the length of her pussy. Kathy gives a sharp, surprised moan, then chuckles as his tongue laps up more of her pussy juice. He raises his head again with a grin and remarks:

"Does taste better, real good!"

"Not as good as it felt," Kathy replies, sitting up and drawing his head up, kissing his wet face and then his mouth, her tongue as eager as his had been everywhere in her pussy. Jane murmurs:

"Should have done that too."

Kathy retrieves her tongue and murmurs:

"He didn't kiss your pussy."

"But I want to," he replies, grinning at Jane.

"Not before I make you let me taste you again."

"I've got to go," Kathy remarks, changing the subject.

"Didn't want to suggest it," he replies and moves to let her get up.

When Jane says: "Me too," he lets her follow Kathy. Jane remarks:

"Come along. If we can do everything else together, ..."

He shrugs and follows them. Kathy sits on the toilet, giving him a wry smile as she begins to go. Jane smirks and says:

"Want to see me go in the shower?"

"Jane!"

"Oh, okay. It was just a question. Hm-hmm! But you can let us see you go," she says to him, adding: "Won't be the first time."

"Hmm? For you, maybe."

"But for me," Kathy remarks, then says to Jane:

"Give me your washcloth; mine's still on the bed."

Jane moistens it and hands it to her. He watches her use it, snorting. Then Jane stands up and uses it. He steps up to the toilet, raising the ring, and mutters:

"Well, here goes."

The girls watch his stream arch out. Jane murmurs:

"For me too, actually; just didn't want you to think it was too unusual to see."

"Hmm! I did," he replies, shaking his cock, then adds: "Better also wash my hands and face."

Jane hands him her washcloth and flushes, then says:

"And it too; don't know if I want to taste that too."

"Oh! I forgot you wanted to do that."

"I didn't."

They all chuckle, and he also washes his cock.

Back in the room, they look at each, smiling a little uncertainly. Kathy says softly:

"I'll just watch. I want to, too, but can wait."

Jane gives her an appreciative nod. He looks at Jane and murmurs:

"You really want to?"

"That's why we're here. Sit down, ... like we did."

"I guess so. I mean, if you want to. Sure felt good before."

"And I liked it," Kathy adds.

"I will too, even better," Jane murmurs, dropping to her knees, as he sits down.

Kathy looks around and then moves a chair to where she can watch, smirking at him as she spreads her thighs and puts a hand between them. Then she watches what Jane is doing, absentmindedly moving her fingers on her pussy. Jane murmurs:

"Oh, this is going to be good; I never really could play with one before, and then it was already stiff, and not like yours, able to move the skin like that."

His cock is already fuller - still down between his thighs - but her fingers first slip under his balls, exploring at jostling them in his slack sack, discovering that thumb and fingers can close around it above his balls.

"Fun?" he murmurs.

"Um-hmm!" she responds, giving him a grin.

His cock has risen higher, moving slightly with each heart beat. The fingers of her other hand slip gently around it, the others still fondling his balls. As they move his skin, she murmurs: