Saint to Slut in Just Seven Days Ch. 06

All of that said, Bec was doing things to me that had never been done to me before. Her fingers automatically found the places within me that sent those quivers through me with an intensity that no one else had ever found before. Her lips and tongue were soft and feminine, yet firm in exactly the right way. I was riding a seemingly endless cloud of orgasmic bliss. She would effortlessly, almost carelessly, bring me to the brink of insanity and hold me there until I felt like I would explode into a thousand shards of broken glass. She then gave me that gentle nudge and I rolled over the edge into an abyss of tingling pleasure that seemed to encompass me internally and externally, like floating in a warm sea of pleasure that supported me like water but also flowed through me as though it was passing between all the cells of my body and tickling them on the way past.

As I was coming down I had the strange sensation that I was waking from the deepest sleep or perhaps, an anaesthetic. Almost as though I had been absent from my body for a while. As sensation crept back into my body the things I could feel were extremely sensitive. I could feel the fibres of the rug I was lying on pressing into my back. I could hear my breaths coming in gasps and my heart was thudding along at a fast galloping pace. I could feel it in my chest but I could also feel my blood rushing through the arteries and veins in my neck. My legs felt incredibly heavy and almost numb but the moment I had the thought that they were numb I realised I could feel the rug against them as well. It was like my body was slowly waking up from some deep hibernation.

Recollection came rushing back in and I looked down the length of my body expecting to see Bec sitting there, but I was alone. I turned my head to the right and the muscles and tendons in my neck seemed to creak like they hadn't been used in ages. I heard a noise and tried to focus on where it was coming from then I saw Bec, in all her naked glory, as she padded back into the room carrying a glass of water.

"Oh, you've come back to us."

She was grinning and I felt a strange sense of embarrassment. What the hell had happened? I tried to sit up and it took me several goes to get my body to move appropriately. I eventually got myself into a seated position and immediately realised that I wasn't just wet, I was soaked. From my belly to my knees, I was dripping and I wondered momentarily if Bec had poured water on me and was coming in with a second glassful. The rug beneath my butt was wet too and I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. I looked at Bec who was handing the glass of water to me. I took it without thinking and realised I was incredibly thirsty. I was so confused and it made me feel strangely vulnerable.

"Bec... What the hell happened?"

Bec chuckled but her smile was genuine and warm which made me feel a bit better.

"Well, let's just say that was a first for me and judging by the look of confusion on your face it was a first for you too."

This did not help my confusion at all and clearly, the look on my face said as much.

"Sam, you just had possibly the biggest orgasm I have ever seen another woman have. I'm kind of jealous, to be honest. You came so hard that you stopped breathing for a while and you squirted more cum than I would have thought was possible. I thought you were going to drown me for a second there."

I looked down at my wet torso and legs and the rug.

"All of this was from me?"

"Oh, yeah, and then some. As much as that was on me too."

I was mortified. I had never completely lost control of myself like that before.

"Oh my God. I am so sorry, Bec. I am so embarrassed."

"Embarrassed? Why? That was amazing. Sam, that was one of the most erotic things that has ever happened to me."

"Seriously?"

I thought about it for a moment and realised that if I was in her position, I would be feeling pretty pleased with myself too.

"Did I pass out or something?"

"I think so. It was intense. You started crying out, almost screaming then you just... Well, you kind of convulsed and then started squirting like crazy. You tensed right up and kind of had me trapped between your thighs for a few moments then you just went completely limp. You didn't even stir while I separated myself from your body. I checked to make sure you were breathing okay then I went and got a towel. I have had some very wet orgasms before too and I know how thirsty I get afterwards so I got you a glass of water. I was coming to see if I needed to try and wake you up but you were already awake."

"Holy crap!"

Bec laughed again.

"Yeah, holy crap! I have never seen anyone cum that hard. Just thinking about it gets me tingling again. It was so fucking hot, Sam."

My mind was blown. I squirted? I passed out? I didn't even know that an orgasm could cause these things to happen. I mean, I have seen videos of girls squirting and of course, I had heard about it but I had kind of assumed that it was bullshit or at the very least an exaggeration. I have had some very wet orgasms, especially lately, but I have never squirted.

I couldn't help but wonder if something had gone wrong with me. Was it normal for anyone to pass out from an intense orgasm? Had I had a brain aneurysm or was there a tumour in my brain? If there was, was it that that was making me so damn horny? If it was there are worse side effects I guess, but still, it was enough to make me worry. I couldn't seem to stop myself from overthinking. Bec seemed to notice that my mind was spiralling out of control and she squatted down in front of me. She placed a hand on either side of my face and held my gaze.

"Sam, you are fine. This happens sometimes and it's nothing to worry about."

I nodded and tried to believe it. I even began to feel a little better but the niggling seed of doubt had taken hold and it wouldn't completely die.

Bec stood back up and then helped me to my feet. She embraced me in a hug that a true friend would give although the fact that we were both still naked did add a different spice to it. I appreciated the hug for how it was meant and I was once again surprised by this level of friendship.

As Bec released me I felt our skin pull apart, sticking slightly due to the moisture still on us both. It tingled in such a delightful way and when I thought about the fact that we were both still damp because we were covered in each other's cum it sent those tingles elsewhere. I would have pursued it if I wasn't still feeling like an exhausted plate full of jelly.

Bec took hold of my hand and began to walk. She led me from the entry/lounge/dining area through the small but modern kitchen into a short corridor. There were three doors, the one on the left was the bathroom and the one on the right was the master bedroom. I guessed the one at the end of this short corridor was a guest room. Bec guided me into the bathroom that looked very modern with its black, chrome and glass. It was quite nice but it didn't hold a candle to the magnificence that was Stefan's bathroom. The shower stall was quite large, as was the shower head and when Bec turned it on I realised that there would be plenty of room for the both of us in there.

I stepped in behind her and felt the water run down over me. I rinsed myself quickly then stood there luxuriating in the sensation as the water cleansed me. Meanwhile, Bec began to wash my back with her gentle and knowing hands. I felt some clarity beginning to return as the water washed away the fugue that seemed to have descended on me. The soap Bec was using had something in it that made my skin tingle almost like the pins and needles you get if you sit cross-legged too long. It was making me feel very much alive again.

I turned around and allowed Bec to wash my front as well. This felt somehow more personal than what we had done already and that struck me as odd. When she had washed me everywhere she could reach I happily returned the favour, making sure that I cleaned her as thoroughly as she had washed me.

We spent time gently exploring each other's bodies and making each other feel good but it was a far more gentle and slower experience than the one from earlier. There was none of the urgency that had overwhelmed us earlier.

Eventually, we got out of the shower and I looked at the time. I was stunned to see just how much time had gone by. I checked my phone and there was a message from Stefan.

"I don't want to annoy you and have you thinking I'm checking up on you. I just wanted to let you know that I miss you already and that I hope you are having more fun than I am. I am still at my Mama's. She has me doing so many chores but I can't concentrate because all I can think about is you."

It made me smile because I was missing him too. I shouldn't have been, my focus should have been on the situation at hand. This whole thing with Bec was incredibly exciting and erotic as hell and it should have been the sole point of focus for me. Almost the entire time, though, in the back of my mind, was Stefan. I wanted this so much but I wanted him to be a part of it. I wanted my new experiences to be new experiences with him.

I sent him a long message outlining the details of this afternoon. I focused especially on the details of what Bec and I had been doing. I told him all the intimacies of my first time with another woman because I wanted to tease him and I wanted him going crazy with lust for me, but I also wanted him involved. I wanted him to know that I was keeping nothing from him. I wanted him here with me, although I knew that wouldn't be happening this time. It got me thinking about what it would be like to have both Stefan and Bec making love to me at the same time.

The thought sent tingles throughout my whole body and I wondered if I would be able to take it or if I would cum so hard that I would explode into a thousand pieces, never to be seen again. What a way to go, though. If it were to happen in front of other people, well that would be my idea of heaven. I was so turned on by the thought of it that I simply had to share it with him. I began typing out all of this in a message to him and I was almost done when I got a message from him.

"Oh, God, Sam. What are you doing to me? I'm hiding in the bathroom at the moment because you've got me so hard that I couldn't possibly hide it. I want you so much it's like an ache inside me. I can't believe how unbelievably sexy you are. How did I spend so long without you? I never want to be without you again. I'm sorry if I'm being too much, I'm sorry, I never want to scare you away."

I felt myself melting but at the same time, it was a bit scary. Scary in a good way but still scary. Knowing that I was turning him on was a huge bonus and added to my excitement. I wished again that he was here so I could see and feel his excitement. I wanted to feel his body against mine and I wanted to feel his hard, throbbing cock. I wanted it in my hand, my mouth and my pussy.

I sent him the message I had written and started a new one telling him how much I wanted him and reassuring him that he wasn't going to scare me off too easily. I asked him to send me a photo to show me how turned on he was. I shook my head at the irony of asking him for "nudes". Feminists the world over must have been gasping in horror.

Bec walked into the room, still completely naked and glorious just as my phone pinged. I admired her curves for a moment then told her I had been chatting with Stefan and updating him on what was happening. She smiled and skipped over to me like an excited schoolgirl.

"Ooh, what did you tell him?"

I looked her in the eye.

"Everything."

Part of me was curious to know how she would react to that and I was impressed when she nodded and smiled.

"Good. I hope you know I will be telling Leon everything too."

I smiled back at her.

"Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way. No secrets."

Bec nodded.

"No secrets."

We then spent the next half an hour discussing Stefan's hard cock and admiring the photos he had sent at my request. I felt a sense of pride when Bec described it as tasty and a nice size, like I had anything to do with any of that. I was just the lucky bugger who got to enjoy it.

That night we debated going out for dinner but neither of us wanted to get dressed so instead we ordered Thai delivery. We mostly spent the evening drinking wine and talking. When the doorbell rang, I didn't even think much about the fact that we were both completely naked. I just went and opened the door.

To say the look on the delivery guy's face was comical is a complete understatement. His eyes bulged and his jaw was practically swinging like it had come unhinged. Had his tongue rolled out like a cartoon dog I would not have been surprised. I will give him credit for trying to remain professional but he was certainly doing a lot of stammering and tripping over his words.

Bec came over to me, rested her head on my shoulder and put her arm around my back, giving him an almost bored look as though this was the most normal thing in the world to be greeted by two naked women. He was having real trouble at this point even speaking and basically just stood there staring. It was so comical that I began to laugh.

"So, can we have our food?"

He looked at me for about ten seconds, as though I had just spoken Swahili and then finally the words filtered through to the logic sector of his brain. He blushed even harder than he currently was and held out the bag of food. Bec took it off him and took it over to the table. He watched her ass as she walked off like he had just seen God and his brains were melting out of his ears. I had to click my fingers in his face to get his attention. His focus swum back to me and he looked confused as though I had asked him something but I hadn't even spoken. I couldn't help but smile at the poor brain-addled lad. Then, on a whim, I had an idea.

"They're never going to believe you, are they?"

"Who?"

"Your mates, when you tell them about this."

He chuckled.

"Not in a million years."

"Have you got your phone on you?"

"Yes."

"You can take a selfie with me if you like but you can't share it with anyone. You can show them but no sending it to them, okay?"

He nodded like it was the greatest deal in the world. Bec had been listening and laughed, shaking her head. He took out his phone and opened the camera.

"Wait a second."

Bec called out and began to saunter back over to us.

"Can I be in the photo too?"

He nodded like he didn't trust himself to speak. As though saying anything would break the spell and we would disappear. He turned around and held up the phone, his hand was shaking and it only got worse when we squished in on either side of him. The poor guy was probably moments away from destroying his pants. He took a photo and was lowering his arm when Bec spoke.

"Hold on, take another one but squat down a bit."

He bent his knees so he was more at Bec's head height and she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Seeing what she was doing, I did the same on the other side. He took a photo of himself sandwiched between the lips of two naked women. It would be a photo that will most likely remain in his spank bank for the rest of his life. He thanked us profusely and began to walk out the door, still looking at the photo he had just taken. I squeezed his ass as he walked out the door causing him to jump.

"Thanks for the food handsome and remember, no sending those photos to anyone, okay?"

"Okay, I promise. Thanks so much, ladies."

I closed the door and turned to Bec. We both burst out laughing.

"That was fun."

Bec smiled, still shaking her head like she couldn't believe we had just done that.

"You know he's going to send that to all of his mates, right?"

"I would be stunned if he hasn't already."

"So why bother telling him not to?"

I shrugged at first but then the answer came to me.

"Things that are taboo are a lot more fun, don't you think? He was always going to send them but me telling him he wasn't allowed to just made it a bit more exciting for him."

Bec nodded as though understanding, then laughed.

"Do you reckon he'll even make it back to the restaurant before rubbing one out?"

"I doubt he will make it out of the building."

We both started laughing as we imagined this young guy vigorously stroking his cock in the stairwell. Perhaps he made it back to his car but I doubt he got any further than that. It made me quite wet thinking about watching him do that and I wondered if we should have let him stroke for us right here.

We sat down and began devouring the food and discovering that we were a lot hungrier than we had realised. Once we got past the initial feeding frenzy and slowed down a bit, I told Bec what I was thinking about and a devious smile crossed her lips as she got a far-off look on her face. Clearly, she was picturing it in her mind.

"Mmm, that would be so hot. Letting some young guy watch us touch each other as he stroked his fat, juicy cock for us. Only allowing him to come when we told him he could, making him edge time and again. Not allowed to touch us, only watch. Then when we were ready, he would blast a huge load of cum for us. Fuck, that's hot."

"Fuck, yes, it is."

I was squirming and I couldn't help but slip my fingers between my folds and give my clit a nice little rub. Bec turned in her seat to watch as I did and the exhibitionist within me took over. I spread my legs to give her a better view and slid my fingers slowly up and down my wet pussy. I held the lips apart with one hand and used the middle finger of my right hand to draw circles around my clit and flicked it back and forth. It was so hot watching her watching me. She seemed almost mesmerised and her eyes were glued to my pussy. It seemed bizarrely intimate to be masturbating for her considering the things we had already done but there was something about letting someone see the way you touch yourself in the most private of times.

"God, that's so sexy, Sam."

I smiled and felt a shiver go through me.

"Imagine what it would have been like to have that young man standing there, slowly stroking his cock and trying not to cum while he watched me do this."

"Mmm, fuck yes."

A moment of inspiration hit me and I looked around. I spotted my phone on the table so I picked it up. I opened the camera and then handed it to Bec.

"Record me, Bec."

She grinned as she got it going then pointed the camera at me.

"So, why do you want me to record you, Sam?"

"Because I feel so fucking sexy and I want to share this moment with Stefan."

Bec was smiling and you could hear her smile in her voice.

"Well, you do look incredibly sexy, Sam. Do you like it when people see you naked?"

"Mmm, I love it."

"Does it turn you on if someone sees those firm, sexy titties with those rock-hard nipples?"

Bec leaned forward and moved the phone closer to my breasts. She reached out with her other hand and pinched my nipple. She was recording what she was doing to me and the sudden pinch caused me to suck in a harsh breath.

"Oh, it does so much."

"Did I hurt your sensitive nipple, Sam?"

"A little but it's the good kind of hurt."

Bec chuckled then leaned forward again. She turned the camera towards her face.

"Oh no. I better kiss your boo-boo then to make it feel better."

She leaned in and took my nipple gently between her lips while making sure the camera could see it all. I let out a moan of pleasure and another shiver ran through me. She licked and suckled on me for a while and I was becoming so wet that my fingers were now making quite a bit of noise as I played with my pussy.

Bec released me and looked straight down the lens of the camera.