Their First Toys Ch. 09

that didn't care for boys.'"

"Oh, we do!" Kathy interjects, Jane nodding with a grin.

"That's about what she says," he remarks, reading again:

"'... didn't care for boys.' 'She does,' I reply, adding: 'told him that

it was just something else that was good. Don't know if I would

tell a boyfriend that, but I don't have one.' She nods, murmuring:

'I don't either,' then looks at me and asks: "You really want to?'

'If he likes to do it, and she likes to do it? I think I would too.'

'With me?!' 'Wouldn't be any different for you, if you let a boy

do it.' 'Never thought about one doing that.' 'I hadn't either, till

he told me.' 'He sure told you a lot.' 'I asked if he was still a

virgin, and then asked more.' 'And he told you everything they do?'

I nod again. Suddenly she giggles and asks: 'And she did it to him

too?!" That really surprised me, but I just nod and say: 'She did -

does - but we don't have to worry about that.' She giggles again,

saying: 'I guess not,' and then almost laughs again and says:

'And Duong, who was so shy, now has a girlfriend and does every-

thing two people can?' I just nod again with smile. I wasn't going

to tell her that she was a non-girlfriend and certainly not that it was

three people."

"That would have really shocked her," Jane remarks.

"But now she sounds like she might do it, let Anh do it. Go on." Kathy adds.

"When she doesn't say anything, I say: 'I want to, at least once.

And if it's better, well, it would be for you, I would like that.'

She smiles sheepishly and replies: "I don't know; I have to

think about this.' 'Of course,' I agree, adding: 'I did too, just

as surprised as you were.' 'I sure was! Have to think about it.'

'Of course. Want me to ask you if you have, or wait for you

to tell me?'"

"Oh, that was tactful," Kathy interjects.

"Or risky;" Jane adds: "she could tell her to wait and then never mention it again.

"But she does," he remarks, adding: "well, the other way," and reads further:

"She pauses for a few seconds, blushing again, and murmurs:

'I don't know. You'd better ask me; don't think I could just tell

you that I want to.'"

"But she almost had already," Jane remarks.

"Read on," Kathy insists.

"That was a Friday afternoon. I had sort of planned that, that

we not have to see each other the next morning. When I saw

her Monday in school, she gave me a funny smile, but we didn't

talk. When I saw her on Tuesday, she smiled with the slightest

of nods, so we met after school. She could walk around the

first block either way, either my route home or so that we didn't

meet, as she had on Monday."

"She wants to," Kathy remarks with hum. He nods and reads again:

"She gives me a sheepish smile, nodding like that again. I murmur:

'You want to? Want to let me?' She nods a little better with a wry

smile, then asking: 'If you still want to?' Of course I did, but I

just nodded, returning her smile. We both almost laugh there on

the sidewalk. There are other classmates around, so we have to

walk to the next block before we can talk. Then she surprises me,

asking: 'We just go somewhere and take off our clothes and do it?

You do it?' 'If you want? My parents are minding the store.'

She just nods, shrugging with her funny expression.

"So we do. I was almost as embarrassed as she was, getting

undressed, even though we've seen each other naked after sports.

"So we did.

"I don't have to tell you how much I liked it, and she didn't mind

my holding her breasts, like you did mine. And she really liked it,

said that it really was better. That was when she had drawn me up,

lying embracing, telling me that my face was all wet. It was.

We almost kissed, well, I did. She wants to do it again. I sure do!

We will, after my period. She didn't directly say so, but I think

she wants to do it too.

"Isn't that nice? Real good! Oh, this has used up most of my

note paper, but so much fun to relate. You can see how I

started to use the back sides of the sheets. Tell your girls that I

now have too and Thank You! But I still think about you at night.

Your Fair Lady"

"Oh, that was really good!" Jane enthuses.

"It sure was, and funny; she told us at the very start that they did it, but we forgot that during her long, so delightful letter about how it finally happened."

"And she still thinks about me at night," he remarks.

"We do too," Kathy replies, her hand sliding down his stomach and covering his completely relaxed cock.

"When you're doing what she did?" he asks facetiously.

"No, but we are now," she replies, fondling hi cock.

"But just for an hour or so?"

"And not just thinking about you," Jane remarks, moving up and offering him a breast to suck.

When he is sucking her other breast, and his cock is stiff, Kathy suggests:

"Let's just do what she did, and, of course, what else we like to do."

"What you want to do right now. I know you, you're not going to let go of it."

"No, but then you can."

Jane's nipple pops out of his mouth, and he remarks:

"Good thing that I like that idea too."

As they begin to move around, Jane remarks:

"You should, getting your cock sucked twice, while we just get what we can do - when we're not thinking about you."

With grins and nods, chuckling, they curl up together. This time, they again take turns teasing each other, until Kathy can't resist from making him fill her mouth and then has her own orgasm, and then Jane, hers. They relax, fondling breasts again. Then Jane remarks:

"My turn," and begins to move.

"Already?" he asks.

"You can," she replies, as she and Kathy change places.

"If you say so, I guess so," he agrees, snorting and adding:

"My tongue's going to be tired."

"Not before you do it as good as she did," Kathy replies, sliding her thigh under his head.

This time, Jane has to arouse his softened cock, and he lets his tongue relax between sessions of tickling Kathy's clitoris. Then he chuckles and slides his fingers into her crevice, finding her asshole. Kathy's fingers find Jane's, and hers then find his. "Un-hnnn!" he responds and clutches Kathy's hips closer, sucking and licking without pause. Her hips begin to twitch, and his begin to thrust his cock in Jane's mouth. Her other hand grasps it, keeping it from going too deep in her mouth, but making up for that by jogging on it.

When Kathy's pussy juice wets his face, his hips still for a moment, but then move his cock more insistently. He grunts, and the first spurt of his orgasm shoots into Jane's throat. She moans, and moans again a couple of times more in response to his cock's spurts, and then her hips twitch, as though to remind Kathy to do more after her own orgasm. She does, almost burying her nose in her wet hole as she sucks and licks her clitoris. She has to stop breathing, when the spurts of Jane's orgasm flood past it.

With satisfied moans, they relax. After a long sigh, he chuckles and says:

"You were right; I could."

"Of course," Jane replies: "I knew you could. Hope your tongue isn't too tired."

"It wasn't," Kathy confirms, reaching out and rubbing him.

He fondles her breast, and Jane fondles her other one, remarking:

"Still don't get them sucked enough this way."

"Nor get to suck them," he agrees, adding:

"I got to go, before one you suggests it."

They get up and all "go" in the shower together and wash and get dressed to go to dinner.

The story could continue, but closes like a fairy tale: "And if they haven't graduated, they are still having sex every way they can every weekend, and often the day after he gets a letter from his cousin."

For readers who don't like to fantasize about what could have developed, a little help:

I expect that his cousin eventually admits to her girlfriend that she and Duong have done everything they can with each other; that it sounds so good, that the girlfriend wants to lose her virginity with him. His cousin, despite her emotional attachment to him, agrees, also because she is so curious to experience what he has been doing with Kathy and Jane.

"Their First Toys" has been fun to write, but apparently less arousing to read. Comments about why would be appreciated. Perhaps my keeping out of the characters' minds and just letting them talk was not a successful stylistic endeavor. Please let me know, or whatever else was less than "Hot" about the series.

leBonhomme