Deidre Ch. 02-03

"You feeling all right?" Riggs asked.

I couldn't formulate a reply, but managed a feeble groan as I entered the end game of my masturbation, increasing the pressure of my palm against my pussy and sped up the movement.

I tensed, knowing the explosion was coming, and my hip thrusts became as regular as a metronome.

"OH! OH!" I half-sobbed, and crested with a deep moan of ecstasy; and my body slipped half-way off the arm chair. My right knee was on the floor, my right hand held me from falling on my face.

"Oh, fuck!" I muttered breathlessly, as my hips churned convulsively while I came and came again.

"Deirdre, are you all right?"

"Ohmygod!" I sobbed, as his hands reached me and tried to steady me.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" I was "his" hand rubbing my clit now, not mine.

And just as I began another orgasm, he sent a finger well into my ass and I exploded so hard that I passed out.

When I regained a semblance of consciousness, Riggs had his cock up my ass, and was rubbing my clit with the palm of his hand. I don't think I ever felt better.

I realized that I was chanting as series of "AH! AH! Ahhh's in time with his driving thrusts into my ass. He must have been more than halfway in with my sphincter muscles trying to clench him hard enough to keep him in that one spot that really felt good; but I couldn't manage it.

He came soon after, and I did too.

And with my eyes closed I whispered loud enough for him to hear: "Now I know how it feels to die from pleasure."

I dated - if that's the right word for it — Riggs for about six months before he tired of me and dumped me for a big-assed black girl that sang in a club he favored.

After that, well my sex life was mostly one-night stands with men or women, depending on my mood, week nights, or weekends. Riggs had given me a nearly insatiable desire for sex. Yes, he was that good!

I was so horny that I acquired a reputation for trying anything sexual; that I never said no to anyone I found remotely interesting, but more on that later.

To earn a living, I was waitressing in a decent enough restaurant, and earning enough through the tips and salary to pay my way through life as I found it.

What kept the job interesting were the three guys I had contact with during my shifts. Steve, about a year or so older than me, was a sophomore in college, and then Adam, a skinny, acne-faced seventeen-year-old high school drop-out; and more than a little naïve. And last, Noah, the oldest at 21, was an amateur body builder. To this day I have never seen anyone with a physique like his up close!

We flirted with each other to various degrees, mostly in a joking fashion, never seriously until the weekend before Adam was to join the Navy.

That Friday we closed the restaurant around ten, and headed next door to the local bar, where I met Steve's live-in girlfriend Sarah for the first time. The flirting continued in the bar, and now included Sarah as well. We were pretty drunk by midnight, and when Sarah and Steve invited us back to their apartment, I accepted as did Adam and Noah.

I remember feeling someone's hand on my ass as I climbed the three flights to the apartment. I also remember watching Sarah's rear just in front of me and placing the flat of my hand on her cheek, and giving her a playful pinch that made her yelp.

Once inside, I made myself comfortable while Sarah and Steve poured everyone shot of Tequila.

I was wearing a baggy pair of Indian cotton trousers and a fairly loose vest top and no underwear. The guys were all dressed in T-shirts and shorts. Sarah was dressed in a light summer dress that fitted her curves beautifully, the skirt reaching half way down her tanned thighs.

The flirting grew more serious following the second or third round of Tequila. Someone, I suspect it was Noah, suggested a game of Truth or Dare. I jumped up and hugged him, claiming he was a genius!

A pack of cards was used to decide who would ask whom whatever. The game started off fairly tamely with questions about how each of us had lost their virginity, and then our favorite sexual position.

I soon learned that Adam was still a virgin, Steve liked food licked off his body, and Sarah moaned during sex and shouted out aloud on orgasm!

I revealed my bisexuality, and hinted at the group sex that I had enjoyed when I was 14. Finally Adam, who was extremely drunk, asked me, Truth or Dare, and I answered Dare. He turned bright red and considered his dare, finally daring me to prove that my pubic hair was as blonde as the hair on my head.

Laughing drunkenly, I stood in the middle of the room and pulled my trousers down at the front until my pubic hair was on display for everyone to see. Adam tuned a more vivid shade of red and his jaw dropped open. I pulled my trousers back up, and sat down after everyone had gotten a good look at me.

The next draw of the cards saw Sarah lose. Steve quickly asked Truth or Dare, and she replied, Dare. Steve's dare was for her to kiss me for at least a minute.

I was happy to go ahead with the dare as I found Sarah highly attractive. She seemed a little reluctant, and was a little cold when we first started kissing. As the minute went on I found her getting more and more into the kiss, and she seemed reluctant to let go when the minute was up.

I could see that the guys were all shifting position trying to hide their erections. Adam seemed to be losing consciousness rapidly as the alcohol took hold despite his attempts to stay awake.

The dares came thick and fast after that, with lots briefly exposed tits, asses and cocks. Steve turned out to have a big dick, in that it was about 8 inches in length, and he happily waved it about so everyone had a good gander at it.

On the next draw we realized that Adam had finally passed out, so we did what anyone else would do in the circumstances, we stripped him naked and wrote crude things all over his body before returning to the game.

Noah won the next round and I lost. His dare was for me to do a strip tease, remaining naked for at least 30 seconds. I choose some music, and slowly peeled off my two pieces of clothing, bending over and wiggling my rear end at the boys. I could see Steve slowly stroking Sarah's thighs; her hand was slowly moving in his lap as she played with his cock through his trousers.

When my time was up, I got dressed, and we drew another card each. This time I won and Sarah lost. She asked for a dare, and I asked her to show us her tan.

She stripped her dress off, revealing a white thong and nothing else. Her breasts were small, but perky, with sharp, brown nipples. She moved into the middle of the room and slowly turned full circle, running her hands over her erect nipples as we all cheered her on.

She liked the attention and pulled the thong this way and that, showing the lighter colored skin underneath, then held the thong to one side providing us with a good glimpse of her cunt and dark pubic hair.

I made a kissing sound; Sarah laughed lewdly, and let the thong drop to her feet. Dreamily she reached for Steve, pulled him to his feet and started kissing him. His hands moved up and down her body, squeezing her ass, and rubbing her back. She pulled his T-shirt over his head, and then pushed her hand inside his shorts. I glanced at Noah, and saw him hungrily watching them.

Sarah and Steve laughed and made for their bedroom, wishing us a goodnight on their way. Within seconds we heard her moaning. Noah got up from the sofa and walked into the hall that led to the rest of the flat. Their bedroom didn't have a door, only a light curtain. I followed him, and we sat down outside to listen. I whispered in Noah's ear that he was a filthy pervert, and he turned to me and said that I didn't have to stay. I tugged my trousers out of the crack of my ass and with a lewd grin, told him that there was no way I was going back to the living room to listen to Adam snoring!

I heard Sarah whimper and plead with Steve to put it in. I leaned forward, took a corner of the curtain and pulled it aside. Steve was kneeling on the bed about to slide his swollen cock into Sarah from behind, while she braced herself by holding onto the head of the bed.

It may have been longer than I thought it was, but he finally had the whole thing in her. Sarah was arching her back and unconsciously tossing her hair as he wormed his way in.

I felt Noah beside me, and glanced at him. He had his cock in hand, jerking off while balancing himself by holding my shoulder with the other hand.

I returned to watching Sarah and Steve, but put one hand back to Noah, and caressed his thigh while avoiding contact with his dong, and moments later, pushed my other hand into my trousers to my own pussy.

After a couple of minutes fucking doggy style, Sarah and Steve switched positions so that he was lying on his back and she was riding him with her back to us.

I watched fascinated as she pulled off his huge cock, then slid all the way back down it, leaning over him so that he could get her nipple in his mouth.

She gasped, and moved faster.

Then I was gasping myself as I felt Noah's hand move from my hip to my breast, gently squeezing my nipple, while at the same time he brought my face to his, and kissed me.

A minute or so later, we were getting naked in the living room. My eyes took in the size of his bobbing appendage while he searched his pants for a rubber.

I figured him to be a thick six inches, and as he rolled the rubber on, I got down on all fours and told him to fuck me senseless.

He got behind me and easily slipped inside. I was wetter than usual, so that didn't come as a surprise to me. It took me about ten seconds to realize we were imitating Steve and Sarah. Laughing as I did so, I added my moans to Sarah's, trying to be louder than her, but failing. She was a real screecher.

It wasn't long before my poor knees were hurting, and so I rolled over and spread my legs. Noah quickly got between them, and resumed his fucking. I couldn't help but run my hands over his hard, muscled body, enjoying the feeling of so much dense flesh suspended over me.

He came too quickly to suit me, but I got him to let me sit on his face so he could finish me off. Unfortunately, he made some feeble excuse and left me alone on the floor, and made himself a stiff drink before going back to the curtain to look in on our hosts.

Pulling my clothes back on, I made my way to the sofa where Adam lay sleeping. I curled up next to him, and wrapped my hand around the erection that was poking out of his half-opened fly. He looked so pathetic with "I'm a Virgin" written across his forehead, that I leaned over and kissed the head of his wiener.

To my surprise, little Adam was wide awake, and had been watching us fuck on the floor.

"Kiss it again," he said, causing me to come fully awake.

"How much did you see?" I asked.

"Most of it," he answered. "Come on, Kiss it again. Better yet, give me a blowjob."

"Tell you what," I replied, "go down on me, I'll go down on you."

"I never..."

"I'm sure you'll catch on ... and don't worry about any smell. That's a lie. That's a fucking stupid lie some of your faggy friends made up."

After I took him into my mouth and sucked him, he was more than eager to do me. I told him what and where I liked his mouth, and he was an A student.

He came in my mouth and accepted his sperm when I kissed him moments later, even swallowing most of it before understanding that I wanted him to transfer it back to my mouth.

He got hard soon after, and I had him fuck me, thereby claiming my first true virgin, but by no means my last. He wanted to do me the way Noah had, but I refused. I straddled him, and let his little prick sink into my pussy while I wiggled my tits in his face.

I teased his mouth with my nipples, letting him suck one briefly then pulling it away from him. After a while I put my face to his and told him to tell me when he was going to come so that I could wave goodbye to his virginity.

Adam seemed to find a renewed energy from my words and began fucking me furiously.

He quickly recovered his pace and fucked me hard and fast, his hands rubbing my tits, my legs pulling him into me, my nails scraping his back, until he stiffened and came inside me, squeezing my nipples hard as his orgasm took him.

Afterwards we lay in each other's arms, a blanket wrapped around us, talking and dozing together, while an obviously pissed off Noah sat cross-legged on the floor across the room from us.

The next morning I woke up alone on the sofa. Pulling the blanket around me, I wandered through the apartment trying to find someone to talk to. After trying the kitchen and bedroom, I walked into the bathroom and found Sarah in her bathrobe, running a bath.

On seeing the confused look on my face, she said, "They all went to the sports bar to watch the football game on the big screen."

She looked at me, and asked, "Did you have a good time?"

I told her what had happened with Noah, but omitted my experience with Adam. She told me that she had once shagged Noah before she started going out with Steve, and he had done the same thing to her too.

"Only interested in putting it to us, and never mind if we get anything out of it ... other than pregnant."

We had talked about what bastards some men could be, and I confided that that was why most of my longer relationships had been with women.

Sarah nodded at that, but said nothing. When the tub filled, she slipped the bathrobe off and stepped into the warm, soapy water. I sat on the toilet seat with the blanket held loosely around me and we continued chatting about men and sex.

'Would you wash my back for me please?' she asked after five minutes or so.

I agreed, and dropped the blanket, and began rubbing her back with a soapy sponge. Her skin was soft and dark, and I murmured softly that I thought she was beautiful.

She told me that her mother was from Panama, and her father from Texas, and that was where she got her well tanned look. Then she leaned back against the end of the tub wiggled her boobs at me.

"Do you like them?"' she asked.

'Yes, in fact, I find them very perky ... very suckable. Are they?"

She laughed and threw soap bubbles at me. I responded by throwing cold water over her tits. She pulled herself out of the bath and giggling promised that she would get me for that.

I ran naked from the bathroom with Sarah in close pursuit, the water flying off her body with every step. She caught up with me in the living room, cornering me and flicking some remnants of bubbles at me. I was laughing so hard that she had no trouble at all in pinning me against the wall, holding each of my wrists in her hands.

"Truth or Dare?" she said with a smile that told me what my answer had better be.

"Dare," I replied.

"Shower with me, then dry me off, and give me a massage."

"That's a lot for one dare."

"You refuse?"

"No, I accept ... gladly."

Then, laughing, the two of us strode arm in arm back into the bathroom and climbed into the tub and turn the shower on us.

"Okay, you've caught me, what are you going to do with me?' I asked, smiling at her.

We walked back into the bathroom, stood in the bath and pulled the shower doors shut. I grabbed the soap and sponge and soaped her beautiful body, lingering for as long as I thought I could on her breasts and curvy ass, and then rinsed her with jugs full of water. Finally I told her to stand with her legs open so I could clean pussy and sponged her pussy and ass.

She gasped as the rough sponge passed over her clit, but didn't let me linger there. I rinsed her off, and she told me to quickly clean myself then come through to the bedroom to give her a massage.

Sarah stepped out of the bath and dried herself as I quickly scrubbed myself down. As I stepped out of the bath she wrapped a huge towel around me and helped me rub myself dry. I pulled her face to mine and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She froze for a moment then kissed me back briefly before pulling away and walking into the bedroom. I followed her and she dropped the towel on to the floor and lay down on her stomach.

"You'll find some massage oil in the top drawer of my bedside cabinet," she said.

I grabbed the oil and dribbled some on her back, then began to massage her back and shoulders. I took my time and made sure I hit all the muscle groups. Sarah's breathing increased, getting louder as I moved down onto her buttocks and legs.

When I finished, I told her to turn over so I could do her other side. Absentmindedly, I rubbed my oily hands on my tits just as she was turning over so the first thing she saw was my glistening tits. Sarah smiled, looked a little flushed, and lay down on her back. I continued with the massage, doing her shoulders and arms first, then her sides and stomach.

I briefly rubbed oil on her tits, smiling at her as I did it. She smiled back and told me to get on with the massage. I finished her upper body and moved onto her legs, spending as much time as I could get away with on her upper thighs. When I finished I kissed her again, just a quick peck on the lips, and asked her if she required anything else from me.

She smiled back at me, turning on to her stomach again and said I had done just fine.

She asked why Adam was looking so smug with himself as he had left that morning. I told her everything that had happened after Noah had fallen asleep, including the accidental anal, and watched her face for her reaction.

She said that she was glad someone had finally fucked Adam, and then questioned me about anal sex. It turns out that Steve had been pestering her to have anal sex with him, but she was very nervous because of his size. I said, "With his big dick I would think twice about letting him fuck my pussy, never mind my ass."

She told me that it had taken her a couple of weeks to get used to him and finally get him all inside her. The first time she had gone on top she said it felt like he was coming out of her mouth. We laughed at that, then fell into an easy silence, lying on the floor in a patch of sunlight from the bedroom window, my hand idly caressing her slippery back and buttocks. As we started to talk about anal sex, I let my hand linger on her behind, pushing my fingers between her buttocks rubbing the oil into her crack. She sighed, and said that my hand felt nice.

"Did Steve ever use his fingers back there?"

"I never let him try. Have you looked at his fingers? They're huge."

I didn't reply, but moved my fingers down her crack to her asshole and very gently rubbed them around it several times.

"Would you like me to play with you?" I asked quietly.

"If you're gentle," she replied softly.

"Are you sure?" I asked again.

She turned to face me, kissed me tenderly, and said, "Yes, I'm horny and Steve won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. I trust you to keep your mouth shut. I lied to you, I've never been with a woman and I've never had anything in my butt before. Now seems the ideal time to find out what it's like'

I nodded and added more oil to my fingers. "Stick your butt up for me."

She pulled a cushion off a chair, and pushed it under her belly so she was bent over it and opened her legs. I slowly massaged her buttocks, running my fingers down her crack and over her anus, lingering on the puckered hole before moving on. After a couple of strokes across it, I gently pushed a finger in while massaging her ass with my other hand. I worked my well oiled finger into her with no apparent difficulty, and before long I was able to slide it all the way in with no protest from Sarah.

I moved my free hand down between her legs and started to run my fingers over her vagina and clit. My fingers penetrated her easily. I heard a gasp as my two fingers met inside her, just a skin membrane separating the finger in her ass from the one in her pussy. I sent two more fingers to her pussy and another to her ass and heard a weak protest.