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Subject: {ASSM} Alter of the Virgins ( m/ff, interr, virgin )
Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000 08:10:00 -0400
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THE SEDUCTION
Tracy had little idea of what was in store for her that day. To her, it
was just another day out with her best friend, Neshia.
The first of June was one of the hottest on record in the small town of
Metz Iowa. Hot days in the high 90s followed by "cool" nights in the 80s
was the norm from one day to the next. It was the summer of heat both of
the weather in general and a growing internal heat of a young girl of only
nineteen. Everyone was dressed in bathing suits through the day; a play
toward the searing heat as much as to fashion.
Tracy was very unsure of herself that summer. She was becoming a young
women almost has fast as the season changed from spring to summer. And as
the leaves and flowers bloomed that summer so did her own womanhood. Inside
of her a yearning was starting to form and pushing itself skyward as a Lilly
in the heart of spring.
Though Tracy would never admit it, so was becoming stunningly beautiful.
She viewed herself as awkward and unattractive. But the views of others was
quite different. Her sandy brown hair come down to her shoulders and could
catch the wind like a sail on the seas of Posiden. Her features were soft
and rounded that showed the childhood she was nearly through and gave hints
of the women that she would become in the future. Yet, above all else, it
was her eyes that set her beauty afire. Her eyes seemed to be twice normal
size. Not in actuality, but in shear magnitude. Her eyes were deep brown
and extremely reflective. Like pools of utter darkness in which the great
sages of ancient Greece would once look into and derive the future. Into
these eyes one could see the depths of her very immortal soul. Deep and
forgiving, all knowing and yet totally innocent No mere boy could look her
directly into these vast pools on the edge of forever and not totally shake
in shear fright at being a mere mortal in judgment of immortal beauty.
It was upon this form that Tracy moved forward into the steaming summer.
In a tastefully cut bikini that covered all and yet hinted at everything.
It was a bikini that showed her golden brown skin to the world outside.
Slight cures and sudden bumps of a womanhood nearly in full flower for the
world to see.
Tracy's friend Neshia also notice this fact. She was beautiful in her own
right. Her coca brown skin was light in completion, a product of elicit
affair of a unknown great grandmother of long ago that would have shaken a
nation to its roots in a century and culture far removed from today. Her
womanhood had reached it's zenith. Her breasts could hardly be contained by
her bikini and had the strange nature of curving upward as yet yearning to
be offered. Her hips were round, not too rounded or large, as a full moon
that also seemed also to be tempting man as a area for a soft landing,
gentle exploration, and the final thrusting of conquest.
Tracy and Neshia had been friends for as along as ether could remember.
They had spent there childhood together and were no moving hand in hand into
the unexplored territory of womanhood. Both had secret feelings in which
only to each other could they tell . And Neshia had a secret plan in which
only she could sow.
"Nisha?", said Tracy in a childlike voice, "have you ever wondered"?
Neshia looked at her friend. She knew the question without even having to
be asked. It was a question that she to asked. It was a subject that each
knew only in rumor and dreams. It was a question of ultimate curiosity and
total fear. A question that boiled within each of them as a slow simmer and
approaching a raging boil in the depths of their souls. What was it truly
like to be with some else both in body and soul; to become the creature of
myth and legend of every schoolgirl conversation. The two back beast that
can only form of both equal part man and women.
"Yes Trac", said Neisha, " I often wondered myself what it would be like to
be deflower before the whole world"!
Trac blushed, it was not that she also did not express herself in such
direct ways, it was just the the momentary imagery that flashed through the
depths of her mind was nearly to much for her system to handle. As if a
computer had been overloaded with a shear overload of data that it could
barely understand and deal with. A flash of heat crossed the core of her
soul.
"Oh, Neisha!", said Tracy, " you can be so direct sometimes."
"Well", said Neisha with a slight mischief grind on her face, " I know what
thoughts go through your mind too."
Neisha lead her friend down the back streets toward her house. It was only
11 in the morning and no parents were about. It was something that she
wanted to shear with her best friend. It was something that every girl
dreamed of and she wanted Tracy there. To behold, to witness, to smell, to
hear, to even taste the passage that she was about to take. A plan that she
knew Tracy would never volunteer to witness without molding and coaching.
Tracy felt a deep ache in her stomach. She thought it was her stomach.
Yet this ache was deeper and came from deeper inside of her. She did not
know what this meant As with a old women who feels the aches in her body of
a coming storm, her own body was preparing for a storm that only it knew, by
means only the ancient core being of women could produce. A flow of
chemicals, a change in temperature, a flow of juices of a melon about to be
picked. Her body knew something was coming, only her mind was left out of
the secret.
Tracy and Neisha walked into Neisha's house. It was a newer home and yet
reflected the early 70s taste of Neisha's parents. Icons of the Jackson 5
to art forms of deepest Africa decorated the house throughout. Yet, it was
the bedroom that Neisha was after, a bedroom that reflected to feel good
move and grove of the 70s with its round bed and mirrors around it and
above.
"Tracy", said Neisha as Tracy looked over the bedroom with a sense of awe
of a room she had never entered before "I want you to share and witness
something with me."
Tracy gave Neisha a innocent look of not knowing; of not wanting to know of
the question going to be asked.
" I want you to be with me as I become a full women", she stated flatly as
if a lawyer stating her case. "I want you to watch and hold my hand as I
take this step."
Tracy was shocked. She did not known what to say. She had always wondered
what it would be like to peek. To be invisible and to move about freely.
To see and hear and smell the forbidden. Nudity scared her and no one since
her mother had ever seen her naked since she was a small girl. Yet, she
would be clothed and protected, she told herself. She would be shielded and
it would be Neisha and "Him" that would be lied bare for the world to see.
Yet how could she sit there while her friend was deflowered only inches away
from her? To smell the steam and growing scent that once drove the
ancestors of man wild with desire. To hear the giggles grow into heavy
breathing to a ever so slight mown that would climax in a sharp shearing
yell of pain that would pass and grow again into louder moans of pure
pleasure that would grow yet again in intensity into a shearing yell much
like the first but this one of shear ecstasy of unimaginable intensity.
She must say no she told herself in her mind. This should be a private
ceremony on a alter of lust. She must say no. This is not right. I can
not.
" All I have to do is watch?", she said slow and with great care . As if
the words were not hers. Yet, they were her words. She would see, she
would witness.
"Of course!", said Neisha, "I want you to be there with me while it
happens. I am going to be scared to death as it is and it is you more than
any one else in the world that I want with me during this time. I want you
to hold me while I'm impaled for the first time."
Tracy was breathing hard and not even aware of it. "Of course the
question", Tracy said, " is who will be the impaler?"
Neisha laughed. "I guess that is as good of way to put it as any. Well
Trac, if I'am going to do this I thought that I might as well go for the
gusto, so to speak. And what better choice than the guy with the biggest
impaler around? Rod Witney himself!"
Tracy was shocked at the name. Rod. She had heard of him at school;
though she barely knew him. It was the legend that she had heard of. It
was in the showers that boys, no matter how straight they were, would try
for peaks at his naked body. Most guys, white and yes despite the rumors
black guys, are usually quite small in penis size. Yet it was Rod, that one
in a thousand case, that was different. It was a penis that would make
anyone gasp. A full 12 inches long, as he was found of proving with the
help of a ruler and 8 inches around. A tool that would strike terror in any
girl. Many of the girls that he had been with had immediately gotten
dressed and ran away at the mere sight of it. How could it possibly fit?
Many girls and ask this question. If I can barely insert my own finger, how
can more be inserted ? Girls around school had told rumors about those that
had been with him of fainting with the shear pain of penetration of even
going to the hospital afterwards to save what is left of their shattered
womanhood.
"Neisha!", you can't be serious. You have heard the stories of those that
have been with him! I mean, how can anything so thick, so huge, go into
something so small!"
"Becoming a women hurts Trac. And I am going ALL the way".
The thought of it was more than Tracy could imagine. More than any maiden
could imagine.
Rod would be there in only a hour. A hour, Trac thought, how could a hour
be so near and yet so far? How am I going to react to watching this? Will
she scream in terror?
Neisha was pacing the floor now. Not so calm and sophisticated now thought
Tracy,.
"Are you getting nervous?", asked Tracy and not trying in the least to
increase the intensity of the fear in her friend.
"Well, I..., I..., well just a little", she said in a voice that only so
slightly gave a hit of fear.
"Well I'm going to feel like a misplaced piece of furniture", she said as a
matter of fact, "this is not the type of situation a person is in everyday".
"Well Trac", said Neshia, "just sit back and enjoy the show"!
This made Trac think of a circus sideshow; with the many exhibits on
display for a voyeuristic public. Will this make her the ringmaster to this
event? Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, witness a feat never before
witnessed before! See what no one should see. See the beast impale the
helpless maiden!
"I guess that I should make popcorn", said Trac with a nervous laugh.
"Or I guess that we could sell tickets?", said Neshia.
Both girls began to laugh. Could it really be possible that they would
really go through with this.
There laughs and giggles stooped with a sharp knock on the front door. The
swiftness and loudness startled the both of them. It was if all the life in
the room was drained from the room. Ever so slightly, without either girl
knowing it, the hair on the backs of their necks raised up in a response a
million years old.
"I guess that someone should answer the door", said Neshia in a voice that
showed both mounting fear and growing expectation.
"It's your house!"
"Oh", said Neshia in almost a dreamlike state.
Neshia and Trac got up and headed toward the door. How so very far away
and distant that door seemed to the both of them.
Tracy stopped her friend and with a gentle clasp of her shoulder told her,
"you don't have to go through with this you know".
Neshia stopped for a moment and mentally seemed to grasp at the possible
exit from this situation. Yes, she thought, I don't...have...to. Then she
stopped. A look of determination crossed her face. Yes I will. It was a
bold determination of shear will over perhaps better since.
"No", she said, " I will go through with this! I have been wait a long
time for this and I have to discover for myself what it really is like!"
Trac had seen this shear determination in her friend before. She knew then
that nothing in the world would change her friends mind.
Neshia reached the door first and genteelly said, "Who is it", as if she
did not know.
"It's me, Rod!", in a matter of fact tone.
Neshia opened the door and Rod walked in. He walked in with a aurora of
complete self confidence that seemed to say I am here! He had a gaunt in
his walk has he came in the door. A smirk was on his face as if he knew
that the situation was his. His muscleman shirt showed his strong arms and
tight belly. His black shorts came down to his knees as if, if, no it could
not be. The outline in his pants could not be.
It was in Trac's mind that these thoughts crossed. As if she was under a
hypnotic spell of a sorcerer Why was she feeling this way, when it was
Neshia that should...fear.
"How are you doing Neisha?", Rod said as if he did not know and then he
gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.
Neshia blushed and said, " I am do'en all right" as if she was a little
girl.
"And I see that the cheering section is her too", Rod said with a laugh,
"I've got to admit this is something that even I have never tried!"
This was Trac's turn to blush. "Well, I . . . I..".
"You don't have to say anything Trac, I know the score".
"Well", said Neisha, "what should.."
"Leave everything to me", he said, " I know this road. I have even brought
a bottle of my gram pa's favorite recipe to loosen thing up a bit" He
looked at Neisha in a seductive way as he slowly repeated the phrase to
loosen things up a bit.
For a moment no one said a single word.
It was Trac that broke the silence. "I guess that we should go into the
bedroom and try some of that home brew".
The three of them slowly walked into the bedroom. All three entered the
alter room.
With a few paper cups that Neisha found in the bathroom; all three were
beginning to enjoy the Raspberry wine and were all beginning to laugh and
giggle more than any thought possible.
It was Rod that changed the mood. "I don't think we should drink too much
of this", he said in a workman like tone, "its better that way if one is
more sober than not".
As if on cue, it began. Rod stood up and brought Neisha toward him. He
pressed his lips onto hers and implanted a long embarrass upon her. It was
a embrace that seemed to last forever and Neisha was released from it
gasping for breath and her legs beginning to wobble.
"Are you sure about this?" said Rod as if giving the final warning.
"Yes", said Neisha, "Oh, yes".
Trac was sitting on the opposite side of the bed in utter fascination of
what she was witnessing. As if she was viewing a movie that she could not
pull herself from.
As with any skilled craftsman, Rod went to work. Slowly he brought the
still shaking Neisha toward him. He looked into her eyes as if to hypnotize
her and to soothe her fears. She seemed ever so slowly to calm down. He
began to rub her arms with his strong hands and moved down her body toward
the curve inward region above her hips. This was his territory and her knew
it well. His hands slowly reached around to her back and moved up and down
the base of her spine that made her shutter. Her knees began to slowly
buckle. It was then that he planted a searing kiss onto her lips that
seemed to last forever and seemed to drained the energy from her shuttering
body.
Even though Neisha did not know the path to take, her body knew it well.
Her nipples arched upward through the fabric of her bikini top. A rash
began to form over her face that moved down through her upper body. Deep
within her thighs a dampness was beginning to form in penetration for the
unimaginable and perhaps the unthinkable.
Rod removed his shirt in one swift motion. "It's best to start at the top
and work down", he said. His muscular upper body was already glistening in
the low light of the room.
Neisha knew that it was her top that must fall next. Her face was blushed
with embarrassment Rod, knowing the shyness of the virgin, did the work for
her. He planted another kiss upon her and squeezed both of her breast
genitally through her top.
"Oh, my God that feels so good"
"It's going to feel much better he said.
He began kissing her neck and moved down toward her breasts. She was
breathing heavily know and her chest was raising and falling quickly with
the beat.
Slowly he removed the straps and worked it down to the tops of her breast
but not exposing them, yet. He skillfully unhooked her top from the back
and let the straps fall. Only the cups were covering her breasts and these
were moving at a quicker and quicker pace.
Tracy, watching with great fascination, was beginning to breath nearly as
hard as her friend. "What must it be like?", she whispered to herself,
"What must it be like?".
Suddenly, in one quick motion that startled both girls, Rod quickly
removed Neisha's top that made a swishing sound as the top cut through the
air. Freed Neisha's breasts fell to her chest and nearly as quickly bounced
back and upward in eager anticipation Both were pointing skyward and each
nipple was erect a full inch in full presentation.
Before she even had the chance to move, Rod took the two throbbing mounds
and began to eagerly suckle one and then the other.
This was too much for Neisha to take and her legs finally gave up the
battle and Rod caught her and in one gentle motion laid her on the bed
beside of Trac.
Trac now had a closer than a front row seat in which to view everything.
She stared down at her friend at her still wet and throbbing nipples.
Neisha did not notice her, only Rod was in her eye.
Rod laid down beside of her and quickly went to work once again. He
suckled like a baby that had gone hours without a proper feeding. Firmly
squeezing and sucking and grouping her beast until a flushing rash appeared
on them. Without her realizing it Rods hand worked it's way down to her
panties and genteelly began to rub her virgina with his fingers.
"Oh God", she shouted.
"Yes!", Tracy thought to herself, "lets see it all!".
As Rod hands continued the rhythmic motion; Neisha's pelvis began it's own
motion to in response Soon both motions were in complete sync.
"These panties have got to go!", Rod said, "Tracy hand me that other
pillow".
Trac did as she was told without ever taking her eyes from Neisha's
throbbing body.
Rod lifted Nesha's legs with one hand and inserted the pillow with his
other hand under he bottom. He slowly parted her legs and could see that she
was wet through her panties.
Quickly in a single motion he removed her panties.
Instinctively, Neisha closed her legs as to prevent him from seeing.
He spread her knees apart. "This thing needs to be sticking up in the
air", he said as her wet mound was once again exposed to all. "Her Tracy, I
got a job for you !"
Trac timidly moved in closer. "What could he mend", she thought.
"Her Tracy", he said , "hold her legs back while I attend to business !"
She did what she was commanded without even asking Neisha if it was O.K..
She only knew now that she had to see! She grabbed Neisha's ankles and
spread her legs apart as if playing with a giant wishbone. A wishbone that
would soon be split apart!
Rod began to rub her naked pussy.
"Oh, yes !", Neisha screamed in a scream louder than the first.
Rod moved his his head down to between her legs. Even though her vulva was
closed tight it was glistening wet and it was then that Rod opened his mouth
and with his large tongue moved slowly over the closed gates.
"God, yes!!", Neisha shouted as her hips and back automatically thrust
upward to meet the exploring tongue
With his fingers he spread apart her vulva and began to hungrily eat his
fill.
Neisha hips continued to contort as the tonguing continued without paused.
"Oh, Yes!", she shouted, "Oh, yes right there!"
Tracy moved her head closer to see the feeding.
Rod knew that she was close to coming, but not yet!. He pulled his head
back and Neisha give him a look of shock.
"Why did you stop!", she screamed.
"You have to give in order to receive," he said with a shy smile.
"What do you mean . . . ", she began to say but could not finish.
Rod stood up beside the bed. The girls had not noticed the growing bulge
in his pants that was now in plan view for everyone.
Rod slowly unbuckled his pants with a teasing smile on his face. Just as he
was about to drop them he turned around in fake shyness and dropped them in
one motion to the ground. His bottom was as muscular and well proportion as
his upper body. The sight of this made both girls gasp. "What organ must
this drive", they both thought in unison.
It was when he slowly turned around was when both girls mouths dropped open
in amazement.
"I guess the stories were true", Tracy said to Neisha in shocked amazement.
"Oh, my God, there is no way I can.." , she said and never finished her
sentence.
If anything, Rods cock was larger than they thought it would be. Though
not erect yet, it was already becoming engorged and swollen. It did not
reach his knees, but it came close enough. It was already nearly a foot
long and had not reached its full size yet.
Rod moved around Neisha and squatted near her head. "Take it ", he said
in a serious voice "take it and suck it!"
Neisha did as ordered. She grabbed it at the base and squeezed it in
curiosity. Rods cock arched upward and Rod let out a mound. The thickness
of the instrument was even more amazing than the length, she could barely
encircle it with her thumb and index finger.
Like a little girl with a new lollipop, Neisha went to work. Starting at
the base she licked the organ along its length with her tongue that made it
arch skyward.
"You learn fast, babe", Rod told her.
Rod laid down on the bed beside her with Tracy on the other side still
watching in amazement. Neisha moved up and with great care began to go down
on the instrument with her mouth.
Neisha could just fit it into her mouth as she opened as wide as she could.
She concentrated on the head and began poking it in and out of her mouth
that made a popping sound.
"Oh, God yes", Rod said, "try to go deeper babe!".
"There is no way that she can possibly get any more in her mouth", thought
Tracy, "it is just not possible!"
In a move that surprised both Tracy and Rod; Neisha plunged downward onto
the massive cock with her mouth, burning half of its length down her throat.
Rod arched his back up off the bed and gasped for breath, "That's the
way!!".
Neisha moved her body around and stopped the sucking.
"Why did you stop?", gasped Rod.
"You have to receive in order to give", Neisha said with a smile as she
moved on top of him and placed her own steaming pussy in Rod's face as she
went back to work.
Both began to suck hungry and both began to mown and grown as both went to
work in unison.
"I bet that must feel good", thought Tracy and even though she tried she
could not quite picture herself doing it also.
"Stop!", said Rod as he gently pushed her off of him.
"Why?" said Neisha like a little girl whose candy had just been taken from
her.
Rod smiled and kneeled between her legs with his cock arching nearly to his
belly. It glisten in the low light and he gently under her bottom and
arched her legs upward. "It's time for the main event" he said in a tone of
complete seriousness, "here Trac, I need you to hold her legs apart.
Tracy obeyed and looked down from above her friend to see a look of fright
in Neisha. "How can he get it in?" , thought Trac.
Rod spread his legs apart and rubbed the head of his cock against Neisha's
opening. It seemed too large and the opening too small. Slow he slid only
the head in the opening.
"It's not going to fit", whimpered Neisha, "Maybe we shouldn't . . ."
"It will fit", said Rod as he cut off her last sentence. Without warning
he began to plunge his tool inward.
"It hurts, it hurts!" shouted Neisha.
But Rod did not hear her. His cock kept moving inward and vanishing into
the depths.
Tracy was in complete awl Her mouth was open and she too was deaf to her
friends pleases. "How can it possibly", thought Tracy.
Finally cock was inserted the full length and his balls slammed up against
her rear. He pulled it out of her all of it except for the head and Tracy
could see the color of blood.
"It hurts", Neisha said again in a whimper.
"It will start feel'n better", promised Rod.
He gently began moving the instrument in and out of her in a easy motion
that began to pick up steam.
Neisha began to breath more heavily now and the look her face changed from
that of pain to one of pleasure. "Yes!" she shouted, "faster!".
Rod pumped into and out of her with the speed of a well oiled piston.
Neisha's hips rose to meet each Thrust. Suddenly, the look on Rod's face
became one of pain.
"I .. I ... I'm going to come!!" he shouted.
"He pulled the massive instrument from her and began to explode with a
explosive force. Wades of white liquid began to shoot across her belly and
breasts. But Rod was not selfish, immediately after he was done he
immediately went to work on her cunt with his fingers, rubbing and fingering
in almost as quickly as his hips had moved in and out of her.
"I'm comings!" Neisha screamed.
In complete curiosity Tracy watched as liquid poured out of her as well.
Tracy had not ever heard of a girl coming before and smiled as if she had
made a scientific discovery .
Both Rod and Neisha collapsed into each others arms. Tracy could see
that her vagina had completely changed in appearance. Instead of a smooth
slit, it was jagged and irregular as if ripped apart.
Tracy suddenly felt uncomfortable and got up. "I'm going into the kitchen
and fix everyone a drink".
She got up and walked out of the room; she almost stumbled and fell as she
felt dizzy herself from what she had witnessed.
Rod and Neisha watched her as she walked out of the room. Tracy's hips
swung back and fourth as she left. Neisha smiled and leaned over Rod and
gave him a kiss. "You think you can do that one more time?" she asked him.
"Are you sure you can go again?", he looked at her in amazement.
"Not me, silly, I'm going to be sore for a week as it is! It's just that
there's one more cherry to pick tonight!"
"Tracy?" Rod asked. "I thought that you said that she did not want to".
"That's what she said", said Neisha, "but I have a feeling that she needs
to be
Initiated as well".
"It'll take a lot of convincing", said Rod, "I don't think she has even
been naked in front of anyone before".
"It'll take work", said Neisha, "but I have a plan".
Tracy walked into the kitchen. "Boy, was that an experience or what", she
thought. "I wonder what it would be like?"
She tried to image her in Neisha's place and she could not . I'm smaller
than Neisha and there is no way that something that big could fit inside of
me!!
Tracy walked back into the bedroom. She noticed that a strange smell was
in the air; a sweet smell that she knew had come from them. They were both
smiling at her when she stepped into the room and this made her feel very
uncomfortable and she was not quite sure why. Almost if she was being sized
up by some wild animal before the kill,. but she quickly dismissed this.
"I bet you two can really use a drink", Tracy said to them as if a waitress
in a restaurant.
"I guess so", said Rod still with a smile on his face
All three of them sat on the bed and drank the wine. The naked bodies of
Neisha and Rod still glisten with sweet and Tracy could not take her eyes
off their genitals. Neisha's pussy (as it must be called, thought Tracy, as
it has been broken like a wild horse ridden for the first time) was a beet
red from the pounding it had taken. Rods cock was still at half mast and
was impressive tool to behold.
After a few more minutes of drinking Tracy and the others began to feel the
effects of the alcohol. Though not drunk, Tracy was feeling in a giggly
mood.
Suddenly Rod change the direction of the conversation. "Tracy lets dance".
Rod pulled on his underwear and turned the music up just a bit. Under
normal circumstances, Tracy would have said no, given the situation. But,
Tracy thought, what do I have to worry about?
Tracy looked over in Neisha's direction. "Go ahead you two, I want to
rest up a minute", she said with no hint in her voice of any plans.
Tracy on Rod began to slow dance, belly to belly, with the slow music of
the Temptations playing in the background. Rod was a foot taller than her
and his still partially engorged cock still pressed against his underwear
onto her naked belly. She tried to ignore this point, but she could not as
she felt her own nipples become engorged at they rubbed against his chest.
Back and fourth they rocked to the music
Tracy did not even notice that Rod was rubbing her back with his huge
hands. When she noticed this and the feelings that were enraging her body
she pulled away.
"What's wrong?", he said.
"Well . . . I . . . don't think we should dance anymore", she said in a
whisper.
"Why not Trac?, he said in the logic of a man on a hunt, "you can't be
afraid of how your body feels and how someone else's body feels. If
something feels good babe you have to go with it."
"I just don't feel comfortable being touched that way", she said in a
honest voice.
With that Rod knew that a crack had been formed in her armor and he moved
in. He pulled her closer with his large arms and looked deeply into her
eyes and gave her a long kiss that seemed to last seemed to last forever to
Tracy.
A little voice inside of Tracy was saying to her, "Stop!, you can't do
this. Your friend has just had her brains fucked out and here you are
kissing him. What is she going to think? And you know if you don't stop
him her that he will . . will . . oh God, no!"
And yet another voice inside of Tracy told her, "Hey, what can it hurt to
play around? You can stop him at anytime and not have to go all the way, so
what is there to worry about?"
Tracy and Rod were interrupted with a gentle touch on Tracy's shoulder by
Neisha. "Why don't you have a little fun now Trac", she said, "I know you
don't want to go all the way, but that doesn't mean you can't do everything
else!"
"I don't think . . I . can . . ", as Tracy was interrupted with another
kiss by Rod and this time he genteelly squeezed her breasts with both hands.
"Oh, God!", she said as she felt her nipples press against her top and
strain to be free.
Rod pulled away and said to her. "You seen al of us naked, what can it
hurt to see your breasts"
"Well", said Tracy trying to decide, "as long as it's my breasts only".
"I promise", said Rod as he crossed his fingers.
Tracy laid back on the bed. She could already feel her face blush red with
embarrassment "My tits laid bare", she thought, "how can I let them see
me"?
Rod went to work once again. He kissed her neck and slowly worked down to
her still covered and shaking breasts. He gently grabbed them again and
kissed them between the cleavage and began to run his tongue into this once
hidden valley.
Tracy was breathing harder now "What could it hurt?, she thought once
again.
Tracy was so enthralled with the exploration of her breasts she had not
even noticed that her strings to her top had been unfasten With a quick
pull that startled her; her breasts fell against her chest as they were
freed from there unnatural constraints Instinctively, she tried to cover
them with her hands, but Rod gently held them down.
"Don't cover them up", he said in a strong voice, "let them be seen". Her
nipples were hard and her white breasts were in startling contrast to his
ebony skin. He took his tongue and worked his way around the nipples of the
shivering mounds.
"Oh, oh", Tracy whimpered as she felt sensations she had never felt before.
Neisha was still looking on with a complete sense of satisfaction "Yes",
she thought, "it is your turn to be initiated now!"
Rod worked his way with his tongue down her belly and reached her
bellybutton and she let out a giggle. He worked his way up and down the
sides of her hips with his hands gently, as if by accident, rubbed up
against her pussy with his hand.
"No", she whimpered even as she felt the fire grow between her legs, "not
there".
"Come on now", said Neisha, "don't be shy on us now. If you want to really
be turned on you should let him explore you down there with his tongue."
The thought of being butt naked terrified her. "How can I let them see
me?", she thought. She had not been naked in front of anyone since she was a
child. "And if I go that far, can I stop him from going all the way"?
Rod did not wait for a answer and went half way. He worked his hand once
again to between her legs and genteelly began to rub the pulsating mound
that laid hidden beneath the fabric.
As if by some build in means her hips moved up and down with the motion as
she softly mounded. She was becoming wet and a tingling sensation was
beginning to form deep inside of her. It was a feeling that she had never
experienced before.
These surreal seen was broken by the sound of Neisha's voice. "It's time
to let your man bare it all !", she said with a serious voice. She rolled
Tracy over onto her knees with her head on the pillow and her bottom placed
up into the air.
"I don't think I want . . . ", she tried to say but never finished.
"Pull them down", she commanded Rod.
Rod smiled and moved in. He was going to take his time with this. He
squeezed her bottom through her panties as she shook with each touch. He
ran his tongue down her spine an she let out a soft mound. Suddenly, like a
stern teacher he took her panties by both hands and lowered them.
He only lowered them enough to expose her bottom only. It was the first
orifice that he was interested in. He quickly inserted his tongue into her
anus and began to explore.
"Oh, my God, what are you doing?", Tracy let out with a startle.
"Lets just say that I'm starting at the bottom!", Rod said with a laugh.
Neisha was intent on being part of Tracy's deflowering. She rubbed Tracy's
bare bottom and spread her cheeks wide apart for Rods exploration.
Tracy's face was as red as her bottoms now. She was breathing more heavy
now and she was asking how could she have gone this far?
Rod genteelly flipped her over onto her back. Her panties still covered
her wet mound and gave no hint to what was beneath. Rod lifted her legs and
placed a pillow under her bared and wet bottom. Rod pulled her legs apart
and the fabric between her legs stretched in response
"Pull them down!, Neisha commanded him.
Rod pulled them off quickly with one hand. Tracy by instinctively closed
her legs tightly together.
"Let your man see it Tracy!", Neisha commanded her as she spread apart
Tracy's knees for everyone to have a better view.
Tracy felt a rush of air as her legs were pulled apart. Her public hairs
were completely blond. As with Neisha her vulva was completely shut and if
anything smaller that Neisha's. It was her citorius that stood out, already
engorged and emerging from its hood.
Rod smiled at the sight and lowered his head to between her legs. He
opened his mouth and out emerged his huge tongue that encircled her clit.
"Oh my God, yes!", Tracy
Rod licked along its entire length and Tracy's back arched skyward in
response. Neisha spread her legs wide apart and now pulled her legs back
the offered her mound skyward to Rods probing. It was with great suddenness
that he stopped.
"Why did you stop?", Tracy asked in amazement.
"I want you to give a little too", he responded and with that he stood up
and slowly removed his pants to reveal his throbbing cock still glistening
from earlier.
He laid down beside her and Tracy timidly took the instrument in her hands.
"What have I gotten myself into", she thought. She was amazed that she
could just barely reach around it with her hand.
"My God, Neisha, how did you ever get this thing inside of you" Tracy told
her friend.
"The same way it will go into you", Neisha thought in response.
Tracy played with it like a child with a new toy. She stroked it up and
down its length and very timidly licked along the underside from the base to
the top. It tasted sweet and she could feel the bumps up and down its
length.
"Yes!", said Rod, " you sure do learn fast".
"I will show you a thing or two", Tracy said.
She took her tongue and licked around the head of Rods cock. It seemed to
still be growing to Tracy . The skin around the top was much thicker and
built for opening. Slowly, Tracy opened her mouth and slipped the head into
it. Her lips could barely make it around the instrument and she slowly
began to pop the head into and out of her mouth.
"That's the way!" Rod exclaimed over the loud popping sounds.
Tracy wanted that feeling to return in between her legs and she offered her
pussy once again to Rod as she sat on top of him.
Rod licked eagerly as she continued to suck on his cock.
"Well", Tracy said, " I mise well see how deep I can sallow this thing".
Then Tracy startled both Neisha and Rod as she slowly lowered his tool
deeper and deeper into her throat. Once it was pass the opening of her
throat, she quickly swallowed it whole down to the base that made Rods whole
body shutter.
"Oh, yeah babe", He exclaimed
No one had ever done that, thought Rod, boy is she hot.
With that he gently inserted his finger into her wet pussy. He was careful
not to go too deep: that would come later!
Tracy's whole body squirmed. She had never felt anything inside her like
that before. The walls of her virgina seemed to mold itself around his
finger and suck it in return. Suddenly, she felt a different sensation
build up deep inside of her.
"I think I have to go pee", as she seemed to urge him to stop.
"Oh no you don't", he said as he rolled her off of him. He knew that she
was about to come and wanted it to be caused by something other than his
finger!
"I wonder what he means?", thought Tracy as he placed the pillow once again
under her bottom. Neisha once again lifted her legs and pulled them apart
and spread them as wide as she could. "I wonder if he is going to suck on
me?" thought Tracy as she wondered why Neisha was smiling at her. She
looked at Rod. His cock nearly touched his belly and glisten with her
salvia. He looked at her and smiled himself.
It was then that the facts hit her. "Oh, no", she said, "I don't want to
go all the way. I'm not ready and there is no way that you can get that big
dong inside me!".
Neisha leaned over her and told her, "It's time babe, it's time that your
split apart as well! And besides, all pussy stretches
"Not mind!", Tracy exclaimed as Rod spread his legs apart. "I'm scared!"
she said with a whimper.
"Don't be Trac, I'm right her with you", Neisha told her as she reached
down and rubbed her friends pussy. How tight, thought Neisha, how I want to
see it popped!
Rod rubbed the head of his cock up against her pussy.
A shot of electricity went through her body as it felt as if her whole body
shook with it's touch. It definitely felt different than his finger thought
Tracy.
It was Neisha that broke the mood. "It's cherry pick'en time" she told Rod
as she spread apart Tracy's pussy with two fingers.
Rod slowly inserted the head of his cock. It seemed the that the whole
head would not fit inside of her. "Your awful tight", Rod told her, "but I
will be gentle, I promise.
Somehow he managed to get the head between her lips. Though still outside
of her canal the walls of her vulva seemed to wrap itself around the head in
anticipation.
This had not been so bad thought Tracy. Maybe this won't be so bad after
all.
Rod knew that the tough part was yet to come and he knew that the best way
was to plunge in quickly. "Here it goes baby", he told her.
Rod's cock plunged downward into her depts.
"Owe, it hurts, it hurts!", Tracy shouted as he plunged downward stretching
her wide apart and ripping through her cherry like a surgeon with a sharp
knife. With his cock halfway in he pulled it out except for the head that
was implanted in her entrance It was red with the remains of her virginity
and glistened like a well sharpened blade.
"Oh no, there is no way I can stand another thrust like that!" she told him
like a prisoner pleading for her life.
Rod knew that it would not be as bad the second time down. He plunged down
slowly into her once again. This time it was easier than the first and was
able to embed of his cock inside of her. He thrust inside of her again
and then again as he built up speed as the walls of her virgina molded
itself around the instrument and became use to its size and bulk.
Tracy's pussy and lower body was bucking up and down in response to the
thrusts like a wild horse being rode for the first time. And with each
thrust the sensation changed from the pain to a ecstasy that continued to
grow.
"Oh yes, yes!", she began to mound as the thrusting continued. Her legs
had long since been freed by Neisha and were now wrapped around Rods neck as
he continued to split her apart. A fire was beginning to burn deep inside
of her that continued to grow with each thrust.
"I think I am going to have to pee", she told Rod in explaining the feeling
in the only terms she knew.
"No your not babe, your going to come", he told her like a doctor
diagnosing her condition. "Just let it come babe, just let it come!!".
Then it happened. "I . . I . . coming!!", she screamed as the juices
inside of her reached the boiling point and began to pour from her. Rods
cock was glistening from the liquid and penetration became easier. With
that, he plunged his cock all the way to the base with his balls slapping up
against her bottom.
Tracy's back arched skyward with the simultaneous orgasm and full
penetration. The pain had long been replaced with the searing pleasure of
her being. She wrapped her legs tighter around his back and if posed by a
demon her demeanor began to change. "Fuck me harder!", she shouted.
"deeper, deeper" she mound as Rod continued his assault on her womanhood.
His balls were flapping up against her ass with a rhythm of a drum.
"Bang, bang, bang", with the sound the reverberated through the room.
The look on Rod's face began to change as well. The walls of Tracy's pussy
was sucking and massaging his cock with each thrust. It was then that he
came as well inside of her.
"I'm coming!", he shouted as he plunged inward and upward into her like a
fishhook imbedded into it's prey. He was coming again and again and could
not stop as he felt her come for a second time in response.
With that both of their bodies shivered in response to orgasms beyond count
and intensity.
With that he implanted a long kiss on her as their organs slowly stopped
pumping. He pulled his cock from her that made a popping sound as it was
freed at last. They both laid beside of each other gasping for breath. His
cock wet and red from the assault and Tracy's pussy beat red and wet and
full of both of their orgasms. The walls of her opening were jagged and raw
with the introduction of full womanhood upon it's sacred walls. A baptism
by fire and ecstasy.
Tracy held him in shock, her virginity no more but a distant memory.
Neisha and Tracy both were held in Rods arms, his services fully rendered as
he gently rubbed their still red pussies.
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