Not the Sharpest Knife Pt. 02

"Yes, now I'm going to leave you to it, I need to get my paperwork done."

I got up and went to the bathroom. As I was cleaning my teeth I looked at my boxes of pills and really looked forward to them doing their job. I wanted to know how to fuck.

As I passed Mikes room I saw that his door was still open but all 3 of them were staring at the screens. I didn't bother closing my bedroom door in the hope that at least one of the guys in the house would come and watch me trying to have as good an orgasm as Tom had just given me.

I got on my back on the bed and put the mirror between my legs. I spent a couple of minutes adjusting the flexible arm so that I could watch what I was doing then got started.

As I felt the tingling get stronger I realised that Mike and his mates were in my room watching me. When Mike realised that I'd seen him he said,

"I can give you a different way of you seeing what you are doing if you want sis?"

"What?"

"If you come and do that in my room I can fix up the webcam between your legs and you will be able to see yourself on the monitors. I can even get it to zoom in so that you can see every little detail and if you want I can record it all for you to watch later."

"That sounds great, can we do that now please?"

"Sure, why not, I'm sure that Craig and Ian won't mind leaving the game, will you guys?"

"No, carry on." Craig said.

So we did, Craig and Ian looking at me all the time instead of helping Mike set things up.

I lay on Mikes bed with my legs wide open, the 3 guys standing at the foot of the bed with Mike moving the little camera around so that my pussy filled both of the monitors.

"Okay sis, go for it." Mike said.

"Will you suggest ways that I can do it better as we go please Mike?"

"Sure."

My right hand moved to my pussy and within seconds Craig told me to play with my nipples with my left hand.

I started doing what I'd watched Tom do not so many minutes ago. The tingling got stronger as my fingers moved up and down me getting wetter by the second. My fingers circling my clit and dipping into my hole.

"Try putting 2 fingers in your hole Sarah." Ian suggested.

I was doubtful that I could get 2 finger in me but I tried and was pleasantly surprised when I managed it, and it felt good.

"See if you can flick or rub your clit with your thumb while still fucking yourself with 2 fingers." Craig suggested.

I did and I gasped as I felt what my thumb was doing and saw it on the screens.

I got into a bit of a rhythm and looked up at the 3 guys faces. All 6 eyes were glued to my pussy and the expressions on their faces was priceless. All 3 looked totally gobsmacked.

It didn't take lone before I thought that I was about to cum but this time I tried to hold it back, to not cum. I thought that it was crazy but I wanted to do what I was doing for those guys to see for as long as possible.

I tried and I tried but after a couple of minutes of trying I suddenly shouted,

"I'M CUMMING!"

My body started shaking and jerking but somehow my right hand kept going and my left hand was doing its best to pull my right nipple right off my little tit.

After, I have no idea how long, the frequency of the jerks slowed down, my right hand stopped and I realised that my left hand was hurting my right tit. I let out a huge sigh and both my hands fell to the sides of my body.

I looked up and Craig and Ian were still totally gobsmacked. Mike however, was sat at his computer and I saw on the screens that he was zooming in even further on my pussy.

I could see my juices bubbling out of my hole which looked wetter than if I'd been in the shower.

"Oh my gawd, that was awesome." I finally said. "Did you record all that Mike?"

"Every second, still am."

"Good," I replied, "Someone might just want to watch that video sometime."

"Every bloody day." Ian said. "You will be sending me a copy won't you Mike?"

"If Sarah lets me."

All 3 guys looked at me as I got up on my elbows.

"Yeah, why not, I'm proud of myself and I don't care who sees it."

"Good girl Sarah," Mike said, "you're learning."

"Good." I replied.

"Okay Sarah," Mike said as he pulled a memory stick out of his computer, "Plug this into the side of the TV downstairs and it should start playing. You'll be able to watch yourself at work on mum's huge TV. You'll be glad that mum's eyesight wasn't too good and dad had to buy that huge screen TV."

"Thanks Mike, are you going to let Tom have a copy?"

"Already sent him a copy but if you leave that in the TV any of us can watch it at anytime.."

I got to my feet and left the room, smiling at Craig and Ian as I went. Back downstairs I went up to Tom and said,

"I did it, well almost. It wasn't quite as good as when you diddled me but my hands aren't as clever as yours."

"Yet." Tom replied, "but 'practice makes perfect'.

"I'd better practice a lot then. The girls at school used to say that they frigged every day but back then I didn't know what frigging was."

"There you go then."

"So I'll make myself cum every day then."

"That's up to you Sarah, do it whenever you want to, not when we tell you to."

"Will you keep doing it to me Tom?"

"If that's what you want."

"I do, and will you fuck me now?"

"No, I think that we'll move on to blowjobs tomorrow. It will probably take you a few days to get good at that."

"Have you seen the video that Mike sent you?"

"Not yet, is it good?"

"I think so, I'm the star of it. He's put it on this memory stick so that we can watch it on the big TV"

"You're the star in my life whatever you are wearing and doing Sarah."

"I love you Tom."

"And I love you too Sarah, now off you go and remember, in the morning you have to take your pill and shave your pussy. Try doing it yourself and then I'll check to see if you've done it good enough to be as smooth as a baby's bottom."

"Baby's bottoms usually smell."

"True, but it was a figure of speech meaning very smooth."

"Oh, okay."

"Now go before I spank your bare bottom. You deciding to stop wearing clothes makes your bare butt and easy target."

I plugged the memory stick into the TV but didn't switch it on, then as I walked away I thought about saying that my lack of clothes was only until I got some new ones but I was starting to think that I liked not wearing clothes and maybe I wouldn't wear any ever again.

Back in my bedroom I left the door open and then tried to repeat what I had done in Mike's room. I did, even tasting the juices that my fingers in my pussy got covered in, although I'm not sure how much Mike, Crag and Ian standing in my doorway watching helped.

I fell asleep after I'd cum, without covering myself, or shutting my door.

*****

The sun shining through my open curtained windows woke me the next morning and I got up quickly and went to the bathroom. I nearly took my first pill there and then but somehow managed to resist and wait until I cleaned my teeth after breakfast.

When I got my razor out to shave my armpit and legs I nervously lathered my pussy then started shaving that. I took it easy because I didn't want to risk having an accident that might spoil my new found pleasures.

I was just about finished when Mike walked in (I hadn't closed the bathroom door).

"Good girl Sarah." Mike said, "after you've showered I can inspect your work if you want?"

"Yes please Mike. Do you want to share the shower?"

"Wow sis, I didn't expect an offer like that."

"It wasn't an offer to fuck me, Tom says that fucking has to wait, but now that I don't have to worry about mum's rules I don't see why we can't share a shower. Besides, I can get a look at your cock, see what you're going to put inside me some day soon."

"Works for me sis, move over."

I watched as Mike dropped his boxers and climbed in. I shouldn't have been surprised that his cock was hard, but I was, maybe because I'd never seen a man's cock before, only a baby's when my aunty was changing a nappy.

As we soaped each other I kept bumping into his cock and it was making me tingle. He didn't miss any bit of me with the soap and he made me moan a little as he soaped my pussy. When it came to me soaping his cock and balls I was a little hesitant but Mike told me to just do it. So I did. I spent what seemed like hours exploring his goodies, even circling it with my fingers and going up and down. I don't know where I got that idea from as I'd never seen it done anywhere. I guess that it was just natural instinct.

Anyway, just as I was about to stop his cock twitched, he swore and this white, creamy stuff shot out of the end in squirts, and landed all over my stomach. I just stared as more blobs shot out and landed on me. As the blobs stopped Mike said,

"Well that wasn't intended, but I guess that it was inevitable, you being so pretty and all."

"Was that your cum Mike, your sperm?"

"Yes Sarah, it was, a lot of girls swallow that stuff when they give a guy a blowjob."

"Tom's going to teach me about blowjobs next now that I can make myself cum nearly as good a you and him."

"Good, I'll look forward to you practising on me. Haven't you got some breakfast to get ready?"

"Oh yes, sorry." I replied and quickly checked that all Mike's cum had been washed off my front.

I got out of the shower, quickly dried then ran downstairs to get the breakfast ready.

I was in a bit of a rush and forgot to put the apron on when I was frying the eggs and bacon and the inevitable happened and the pan spat a drop of fat on my left tit, the nipple. It was just as Tom arrived there and he heard me swear.

"What's up sis?"

"I got some hot fat on my left nipple."

"You should have put the apron on, come here."

I moved the pan off the flames and went over to Tom who looked closely at my nipple. Then he surprised me by kissing then sucking my nipple. I moaned the asked Tom what he was doing.

"Kissing it better."

"You're sucking it."

"That's how you are supposed to kiss a nipple better."

"Oh, it's nice, maybe I should splash hot fat on my nipples again."

"What's going on here?" Mike asked when he came into the kitchen.

"Fat splashed on her tit." Tom replied.

"Okay, can I splash fat on your pussy Sarah?"

"No, that would really hurt."

"But I could kiss it better."

I said nothing, turned and got on with the breakfast.

After Mike and Tom had left for work I did the housework including taking the rubbish out to the wheelie bin and saw Mr. Jones who was also putting some rubbish in his bin.

"Good morning Sarah, It looks like it's going to be a hot one."

"Yes it does Mr. Jones, I might do some sunbathing later."

"Will you be wearing that outfit that you've got on at the moment?"

I stared at him for a few seconds then realised that he was asking if I'd sunbathe naked.

"Funny, yes, I'm never going to wear my horrible one-piece swimsuit, that mum bought me, again."

"I don't blame you, Mrs Jones used to sunbathe naked as well, she'd lay there with her legs wide open teasing me and kept telling me that I shouldn't be looking at her."

"But you were her husband, you were entitled to look at her."

"Yes, that's right, it was a little game that we used to play."

"Well I won't be telling you or anyone else not to look at me, I'm starting to get proud of my body."

"Good for you Sarah, the world needs more girls like you. Now you remember to lay out with your legs open so that your inner thighs get brown as well, and don't forget to rub sunblock on your pussy, Mrs Jones used to hate it when her pussy got sunburnt and I hated it as well because she wouldn't let me get anywhere near it."

I remembered that my mum always had to rub the sunblock on me because I couldn't reach part of my back, not that much of it was exposed because of the horrible swimsuit. Then without thinking I said,

"Err Mr. Jones, would you rub sunblock on me when I'm ready please?"

"I'd be delighted to my dear, it will be nice to touch some delicate female flesh again. Just give me a shout when you are ready."

"Thank you, I will."

We both went back in to our respective houses and I finished my household jobs. It felt a bit strange doing the vacuuming whilst I was naked and I giggled a bit when I did in front of the big front windows although I didn't look to see if anyone was walking by.

It wasn't the postman that knocked on our front door later that morning, it was a man delivering some plumbing bits for Tom, and I think that I gave him a bit of a shock when I opened the door but his face soon turned to a grin as he passed me the parcel.

When I was done with the housework I decided that I'd spend a couple of hours sunbathing. The tingling in my pussy had just about gone away but I wanted to practice making myself cum and what better place to do that than out in the lovely sunshine.

I got a towel and the sunblock then went into the garage to get a sun lounger out then put it in the middle of the back lawn. Spreading the towel over it I climbed on forgetting about the sunblock.

As I lay there I thought about how my life had changed over the last few weeks, and especially the last couple of days. Gone, well not quite, were my horrible, thick clothes that mum had bought me and Tom and Mike had taught me some amazing things about my body.

As I was thinking my right hand drifted down to my now bald pussy. I felt how smooth it was and decided that I would shave it every morning, just like I'd take my pill every morning. I was looking forward to my next sex lesson and eventually to being fucked.

Then I realised that my clit and nipples were tingling because my legs had drifted apart and my fingers we playing with my pussy. I decided to try for an orgasm and hoped that it would be as good as the ones that Tom gave me.

I closed my eyes and seriously started rubbing and finger fucking my hole. I did what Craig had told me to do with my thumb and I felt my juices flood my hole. I started breathing heavily whilst telling myself to work harder and at the same time splitting the sentence with moans and swear words.

The orgasm arrived and my body jerked and shook as my fingers tried to reach my stomach from the inside.

As the orgasm subsided I took lots of deep breaths then opened my eyes.

"Oh my gawd," I said, "sorry, I didn't know you were there Mr. Jones."

"That's okay Sarah, I didn't mean to startle you. I heard you and decided to save you having to come over to get me to rub the sunblock on you. That looked like a good orgasm you just had."

"It was, not as good as the ones Tom and Mike gave me but still good, especially as I had never had one until a couple of days ago."

"You're 18 and you only just had your first orgasm, that must be a record for this part of the world. I guess that you appreciate them more when you get to be an adult."

"Tom says that I should practice making myself cum but my hand gets a bit tired after a while, you couldn't help me with that could you Mr. Jones?"

"I'm sure that I could, but let's get that sunblock on you first, I'd hate for you to burn. Shall I do your back first Sarah?"

"Yes please."

I turned over and Mr. Jones did all of my back, arms and legs.

"Would you prefer to do your own bottom Sarah?"

"No, that's okay, can you do it please Mr. Jones?"

As he rubbed the lotion on my bottom I let out a couple of moans and for some reason I moved my legs apart. Mr. Jones must have taken that as my approval for him to rub the lotion between my legs and all over my pussy. Instead of objecting, I just moaned and said that it was nice.

Mr. Jones ran a finger slowly along my slit, spreading it open and then over my clit. I gasped then let out a long moan.

"Sorry Sarah, I shouldn't have done that. I'll go and leave you to it."

"No, no, please don't go, you haven't done my front yet." I said as I turned over.

Mr. Jones looked down on me. I really didn't want him to stop there, I wanted him to do my front, all of it, and to make me cum with his fingers. I looked up at him and said,

"Please Mr. Jones, do my front and my pussy, make me cum, please."

"Are you sure Sarah, I'm old enough to be your great grandfather."

"I don't care Mr' Jones, please make me cum."

So he did, and I have to say that he was good with his finger, better than Mike, but about as good as Tom.

After my orgasm had subsided I lay there with a very satisfied look on my face. After a while of Mr. Jones just looking down on me he said,

"I used to take Mrs Jones dancing, she used to love her skirts rising up as she twirled around. She'd have that same satisfied look on her face after she'd twirled so much that lots of men saw her stocking tops and knickers, or more so when she didn't put any knickers on. In those days it wasn't like the dancing that you young girls do these days. Do you dance Sarah?"

"Mum would never let me go to places that there was dancing but I often put some music on in my bedroom and danced to myself. Do you want me to dance for you Mr. Jones?"

"No, no, I'd better be going, I've gone too far already."

He left leaving me a bit puzzled. I wondered if I'd upset him in some way.