Chapter 2
Dinah removed her top, revealing her flesh-colored push-up brassiere. The tit tops were pushed up so high that when she lowered her head, her chin was touching on the tops of her tits.
Dinah stood in front of the throbbing dicks, arching her back so that her nipples pointed to the ceiling. She took her skirt off, leaving nothing on but her high heels and bra.
Terry gasped when he saw her thighs and hips. Her firm round butt stood high up in the air.
Brad smiled complacently, an I-told-you-so smile.
He motioned Dinah to resume her former position.
"On your knees, right in front."
Dinah quickly got back on her knees and took up the mouth-fuck position. She leaned forward and parted her moist lips, waiting for direction.
Brad pulled her forward and rubbed his dick along her lips and on her cheeks. He was hyper aware of Terry watching every action, but he was not self-conscious. Brad knew that Terry was not watching him.
In fact, Terry could not take his eyes off of Dinah's high ass. He had an obsession with perfect butts. This was the most beautiful one he'd seen. The skin was smooth. Not one blemish on it!
Well, he'd promised not to compete for the girl's cherry, he'd made no promise about not being the first to part her ass cheeks.
Without realizing it Terry was idly jerking off as he envisioned ramming her ass. He could almost hear the sound of his balk as they slapped against her soft skin, every time he slammed it home inside her.
Suddenly Terry was brought back to reality by the realization that he was about to come. How embarrassing! Like a schoolboy, ejaculating at his first sight of nudity!
Perhaps Brad would not mind if Terry jerked off on her ass cheeks. While he was being so sweetly serviced, surely he wouldn't deny his friend a few crumbs.
He looked at Brad for the first time. Brad's head was leaning against the back of the couch. Both of his hands were being used to roughly guide the girl's head on and off his prick. He certainly was not gentle with the young thing. The right amount of gentleness and roughness at the correct times will insure a woman's fidelity. For a time at least.
Terry rose from the couch. As Brad watched he motioned that he was going to jerk off on her cakes. Brad shrugged approval.
With characteristic foresight, Terry made a stop in the bathroom where he knew Brad kept the KY jelly. One never knows what may come in handy.
Positioning himself behind the girl, Terry very gently began to massage her clit. If he brought her off maybe he could insert his dick in her butt opening. Brad would never know!
Dinah's pussy was so wet. Terry's fingers squished around until he found the tiny clit. Right away the girl responded to his rhythm. Brad was having too much fun to mind if Terry was the one to give her an orgasm. After all, he was in an expansive mood.
Terry allowed the KY to reach room temperature on his dick. He inserted the tip of it between her cheeks. She froze for a moment, but his continued massaging of her pussy reassured her that all was all right.
He moved his dick rip around her asshole. She must like it, she was still gyrating to his hand action. She was still working on Brad at the front, having her head jerked up and down on his prick. Time to make her work at both ends.
Terry rolled his dick around the delicate opening. She was starting to gyrate more violently under his hand. He pushed his way in one inch. She froze again.
Terry continued to jerk her off. If she froze again he would stop bringing her off. What could be a better message?
He moved his dick in and out as far as the progress he had already made. Thrusting it in a little further, past the head of his dick didn't even make her pause.
He was so determined to fuck that fresh butt; his blood was boiling. He would ram it in before she could get away, if he thought she would not allow him in.
Thankfully, he wasn't going to have to force his way in. Of course the canal was so tight; every inch he gained he knew must be extremely painful to her.
Dinah thought that if Brad knew her asshole was being invaded he would throw Terry out of the apartment. But Dinah liked Terry. He had a way with his hands!
Terry's huge dick was causing great pain to her asshole, although it was a pleasant kind of pain. That sensation combined with the heat waves erupting from her cunt was thrillingly confusing.
Her asshole had almost accommodated the whole of Terry's dick. He had been moving his whole dick slowly in and out of her. Now he was increasing the intensity; he was beginning to slap her butt with his balls. Every time he slowly pulled out, she would take a breathe because she knew that the next time he rammed it in was going to be even harder than the last thrust.
The only trouble was, Dinah had to time Terry's thrusts with Brad's thrusts into her mouth.
Brad was getting close to coming, she could tell because he was gripping her hair so hard that it hurt. Every time he roughly pulled her head against his lap his dick would enter her throat. Dinah relaxed her throat the way he taught her to do last night. She was worried that he would want to move her onto her back so that she could swallow his cum the way he had done before.
Dinah hoped that Terry would bring her off before Brad would move her. But there was nothing to worry about, as it looked like she was going to cum before anybody else.
Sure enough, Dinah felt the heat waves erupting from her pussy, moving through her whole body. As she came her rectal muscles tightened so that Terry couldn't hold back any longer.
As Dinah last paroxysm waved through her, Terry thrust hard one final time. Grinding his hips into her juicy ass he let loose with his full load.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah."
At that same moment Brad's throbber pulsed and quivered, as he prepared to quake out his load. He felt tingles of pre-orgasmic heat pass through his body as the tongue lashed the sides of his prick. She was timing her tongue exactly the way he had instructed her.
Her tongue fluttered on Brad's prick.
"OoOoOoo!"
"Mmmmmm," Dinah hummed, sliding her full lips on and off his throbber.
The blonde felt Terry's big dick still in her ass. He'd squirted in her already, she mused, so why was she still registering his throbber moving in and out like a giant piston? The answer was simple, primal.
Terry was a pussy-worshiping butt-fucking fool! He never got enough!
She felt Terry's fingers creeping over her taut belly, then down into the blonde delta of her pussy. As Brad fucked her mouth, Terry's dick continued sliding in and out of her rump. And to top off the stimuli-overload, Terry was massaging her little pink clicker hotly, he was going to bring her off again!
"Roll those hips, Baby!"
"Flutter your tongue, Dinah!"
Commands came at her from both sides. Dicks came at her from both sides. Pleasure pulsed through her like an electric current, driving her into a deep frenzy of sexual tension.
She squeezed Terry's penis with her butt muscles, causing him to quiver.
"Baby, I'm gonna come on that pretty face," Brad threatened.
Dinah felt the hot dick pop out of her mouth.
She opened her eyes and looked up, as Brad's penis moved over her smooth cheek and down her chin, under her face and onto her neck, then down to the round dancing globes of her breasts.
Brad held her big knobs together.
"Baby, you've got the most fuckable tits," he said softly, feeling his penis throb in her cleavage.
"Oh, I love that hot dick on my flesh!" Dinah gasped. Giving two men pleasure at the same time was more than grand. She was completely enjoying this little game.
"I'm going to cum again," Terry threatened. "Roll those big hips."
Dinah's mojo began to GO! She slid into double' time, rolling and rocking.
"Move those fine bitch cakes Dinah!"
"Yessssss," the blonde hissed, feeling Brad pulse in her cleavage. He was on the verge!
"Cum on my tits, Brad."
"Hmmmmmm," he let out. He scooped up the hot cones, pushing them even closer together with his throbber between them. He began to lose it as she shimmied her shoulders just enough to make her knobs dance for him.
"Oh Baby, I love those tight silky buttocks," Terry let out, feeling the heat mount.
"Let's give her a good cum bath," Brad said.
"You got it!" Terry chimed.
Brad's prick began to squirt hot sauce on the blonde's sweating tits. He pinched the titty tips and pushed the hot knockers together, as clear cum bubbled out of her cleavage and onto her neck and chin.
Since his dick was pointing up, the cum spurted onto her face in hot jizz pearls.
"That's it baby, open that hot mouth for me!"
The blonde opened her mouth, and felt a hot pearl land on her tongue, another on her upper lip. She licked it off with her pink tongue.
"Oh, that tight rump is sooooo fine," Terry let out.
The blonde beauty gave his exploding dick a tight squeeze, smiling as he groaned in joy. Her hips were working a mile a minute as Terry's dick began to explode again.
"I'm gonna cum on her ass!" Terry said. He jerked his exploding dick out, and began shooting on the girl's smooth back.
She felt the warm jizz on the small of her back, between her shoulders and on the back of her neck, in her hair!
"Baby, that's the wayyyy!" Terry gasped.
"Gonna cover this hot bitch with cum," Brad let out, the last few drops of his liquid passion landing on her lips, on her nose and cheeks.
Dinah's body moved slowly now, as the two men covered her with hot sauce. Her clit was still aglow, as the orgasmic heat began to reach a new intensity.
Dinah's second orgasm racked through her body, making her sweat and cum coated body dance craz-ily.
Soon the three moist bodies were still.
"Wow!" Dinah let out, as Brad handed her a lit cigarette. That was something else."
"Well, girl, you'll never be a ass-cherry girl again," Brad let out dreamily.
"You knew I was fucking her ass all along?" Terry added.
"Of course I did, you slimuck," Brad retorted.
"Say that shit again," the cherry girl let out softly, her eyes out of focus as pleasure-overload turned into the most dreamy afterglow.
Dinah let herself slip into a dreamy state of half-sleep, surrounded as she was by two moist hot men. It was very nice, this sense of being surrounded by male bodies that were hot for her. Yes, it was a great joy to lose her ass-cherry. She recalled a time when she'd been afraid of this happening. Was she afraid to lose the real cherry, she wondered ... or afraid she'd like it so much she'd become a human fucking machine?
She giggled to herself playfully.
"What's funny?"
"Nothing. I just feel great," the blonde beauty let out. "That's all."
"Well, you should."
"Well, I do."
Terry chuckled at this. He'd not expected this. The morning had started out awkward. It certainly picked up for him. And for Brad as well.
Terry and Brad looked at each other. "Some wild shit, hey?" Brad said.
"Yeah, Brad, some very wild shit."
"Boys, I have the distinct feeling life has taken a turn for the better," the blonde let out. "Let's do this again real soon."
"Say that again, Dinah."
"Let's do this-"
"Ah, you don't have to take me so literally."
"Only way I HAVE to take you, Brad, darling, is by the horns," the girl goofed. "I wonder if you two guys have what it takes to keep a girl like me content."
"A girl like you?"
"Well, a girl of my new appetites. I don't mind telling you both. I liked that. I've just begun to play. I want to feel that hot throbbing male meat inside my pussy now.
Terry groaned. His dick was hanging limp like a dead worm. Even Brad was beginning to feel spent.
The blonde girl's hands went out in both directions. She cupped both of their balls. She felt Brad's dick swell, so she turned to face him. She could feel Terry's soft noodle creep into the cleavage of her rump cakes.
"I need a little time to rest, Dinah. Not too much. Just a little."
"Well, that's ok. I've got a whole lifetime to catch up on what I've been missing," the blonde let out in a breathy hot tone of lustful desire.
Later that evening Terry reluctantly went home.
Before he left he was able to get in a private word with Brad.
"That's some piece of luck, you've found yourself."
"You're right, and myself is the right word."
"Come on, man, you're not gonna begrudge me a little harmless fun. Are you?"
"No, I'm not," Brad replied. "I knew as soon as you saw that sweet rump you'd lose control of yourself."
"Sweet is only the beginning to describe that tight shit-shute."
"Well thanks friend for getting in there first."
"I swear Brad, I left it as tight as ever."
"Nice of you, but don't think I didn't know from the very first that you were gonna pop the butt. You can't fool me, friend."
In fact, Brad had not realized that Terry was fucking her rump until he had been at it a while. He had been so intent concentrating on the girl's hot lips on his dick that he was oblivious of his friend's presence. When he did realize it he figured not much harm was being done. Only after he'd come did Brad understand the full danger of the situation-Terry could've popped her cherry right under his nose!
Now that would've been humiliating as well as a real tragedy. So Brad was actually grateful that Terry had only ass-fucked her.
"Look Terry, I'm exhausted, let's talk tomorrow."
"Can I watch when you pop her?"
"You fuckin' pervert. No you can't. Besides Dinah wouldn't appreciate an audience."
"Wrong, man. She invited me to the preview, whenever it may be. Of course, she said to ask you."
"Oh shit, Terry. You are so fucking rude."
"Look, how about I bring over Nina You know the girl I met when I did the toothpaste commercial."
"Nina, the girl that'll fuck anything that moves?"
"The same. She's hotter than I thought. She likes girls, too. Especially cute blondes."
"I don't know...."
"Come on Brad, it'll be fun. We'll make them put on a show."
"Sounds like fun, but I don't know. Tell you what, I'll call you after I break her in. Then we'll make plans."
Brad, man, what's with you? Pop the bitch tonight. What're you waiting for? Virgins are not a dime a dozen, you know."
"I know, I know. You couldn't understand, this girl's special."
"Don't tell me you're falling in love, man."
"No, it's not like that-"
"You know, man if Nina knew about Dinah, she'd sell her to the highest bidder."
"Get out'a here, Terry."
"It's true, man. A virgin that ain't jail-bait. A legal virgin? You know what a rarity that is? By the way, are you positive she's not pulling your leg?"
"Not a doubt."
"By the way she acted, I wouldn't be too sure."
"What do you mean?" Brad asked.
"She seemed like she was used to getting it on with two guys at once. At least she could've seemed shy or scared. Instead she wore us out and wanted to go for yet another round."
"That's what I'm saying, Terry. She's special."
"Well, I hope the next time I see you that you haven't aged twenty years! Once she gets a taste of a real dick, she'll be insatiable. Look out man!"
"Yeah, I'll be careful. Good night, Terry. I'll give you a call."
"Right, let's do lunch."
Terry dragged his tired ass out of Brad's building and went home. He slept good that night.
Brad returned to the bedroom where Dinah was stretched out reading Variety magazine.
"Brad, do you think I should go on some calls? I should look for some acting work."
"I'm way ahead of you, sweets."
"What?"
"A friend of Terry's is a television commercial producer. He agreed to speak to her about you."
"Oh Brad, how can I thank you?"
"Don't fret sweetie, you'll think of a way."
Dinah blushed slightly. She turned away and busied herself straightening up the bed.
"When can I meet her," Dinah inquired.
"Terry's going to introduce you. She's a little wild, no more so than most people in show-biz, but don't let her throw you."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, she may come on to you, for example. Just don't let her think she's shocking you; she'll just be testing you, you know gaging your spontaneity."
"Is she a lesbian?"
"Nothing of the kind. In fact she's got the hots for Terry right now."
"Oh dear, you don't suppose if she finds out about what we did today with Terry, she'll be mad at me?"
"My dear," Brad said, "you have a lot to learn."
Dinah saw her error. Of course the woman wouldn't be threatened by her insignificant self. How silly of her to think otherwise.
"Are you too tired to go to bed, Brad?" Dinah smiled seductively.
"Girl, you're going to wear me out! How about a quiet pussy licking, then off to sleep?"
"Oooh, I'll sleep nice after that."
Dinah practically flew onto the bed, removing her lacy panties in a flash. She leaned back on the pillows and modestly spread her legs.
"Yum, box lunch." Brad dove between her legs, relishing the taste of her sweet pink pussy.
"Ohhhhhh, that's niiice," Dinah let out. "Flick your tongue like that."
Brad let his tongue whip her clit. He stiffened his tongue and inserted it as far as it would go into her vagina. He thought he was exhausted, but now as his dick became hard he began to think about her intact cherry.
Should he boff her tonight? If he waited there was the threat that Terry or someone else would reap the benefits of her cherry. Then all his efforts at training her properly would be wasted.
Decisions. Decisions. He didn't like to feel pressured. Brad was the type of person who would stop dead in his tracks if someone was pressuring him. But this was different, he reasoned.
As his tongue brought the girl close to her well-deserved climax he weighed the situation. To pop or not to pop?
"Uuuuuummmm. Auuuuuw." Dinah was writhing to the rhythm of Brad's tongue ministrations.
His dick was throbbing. Just as Brad decided to take the girl, and resolved his dilemma, Dinah slithered around on the bed and fondled Brad's dick. She looked up at him pleadingly.
Before Brad could put her in fuck-position she got on top of him in sixty-nine position.
As she circled his dick with her tongue she plopped her wet pussy on top of his face and started blowing him.
"Ohhhh," Brad exhaled. It felt soooo good.
He continued eating-out her pussy as she sucked him just the way he had taught her. Well, once again her cherry was saved.
The bedroom was quiet except for busy slurping sounds. Brad was timing his orgasm to be at the sound time as Dinah's. Of course, she had had a head start. She was way ahead of him. bur nor that far.
As Dinah's body began to be racked by orgasmic thundering, Brad let himself go. He held her hips to his face, breathing in her sweet musky scent as he came inside of her mouth.
She brought her lips to the shaft of his dick, allowing his cum juices to bounce off her throat before they slid down inside of her. She licked the sides of his prick as he was finishing, then cleaned off every bit of cum with her tongue.
"Oooh, girl, you're getting better and better."
"I never knew I could have such a powerful orgasm. Whew!"
She curled up alongside of him. Still breathing heavy she gradually began to breathe evenly and started to drift off to sleep.
Brad looked at his cherry-girl. Her skin was glistening with light moisture. He didn't regret not popping her tonight. He wasn't so much worried that she would be fickle and give it to some one else. It was more her innocence that he didn't trust.
Although Brad considered himself a cynic, he prided himself on his scruples. He couldn't even let his best friend know just how scrupulous he was. He didn't want Dinah to look back later on the relationship and see him as having taken advantage of her.
Not knowing anyone in the city put her at a huge disadvantage. True he could have ravished Dinah on the first night she stayed at his place. She couldn't have done very much; she barely had enough money to return to her home town, much less to get an apartment on her own.
In his own way Brad was a romantic. It was somehow gallant of him to allow a virgin to sleep in his bed. But, he reminded himself, he was merely preparing her for the big moment. She already knew exactly how he liked everything else.
Dinah knew that he liked to greet the day with his dick in her mouth. She always awoke before him. Quietly slipping out of bed, she would turn the coffee on. Then she would don his favorite push-up bra. Next she would pull her hair back tightly from her face in a pony tail.
She would very gently tease his dick with her wet tongue. He would get hard in his sleep. Once he got an erection he would start to slowly wake up. His first view of the day was her little head buried in his crotch. When she sensed he was awake she would move the position of her head and continue sucking so that he could see her face and her huge soft tit-tops.
As her head bobbed on his prick he would plan his day. Sometimes he would stop her before he came near coming and would roughly toss her on the bed and fuck her between the breasts. It was the only thing that seemed to embarrass her. If Brad was feeling ornery that morning he would make her take off her bra and hold her titties in fuck position herself.
She had to hold them tightly together and if she relaxed her hold on them if her would thrust harder. It must have hurt her delicate skin because she would cry out softly and quickly resume holding them up tightly again. He loved to have her proffer her breasts like that in such a sad manner.
When he was finished coming all over her tits he would turn over on his side and wait for his coffee. She wasn't allowed to clean his cum-splashes off until she brought him his cup. She knew just how he liked his coffee; he only had to tell her once.
He liked to see her return to the room with her pink sore-looking cleavage and her slightly abashed expression. Only then was she allowed to go take a shower. He would then sip his coffee while his dick dried in the early morning air.
Tomorrow morning, Brad decided, he wouldn't fuck her tits. When she gave him his usual morning wake-up he'd surprise her. Yes, the time to take her cherry was tomorrow morning. At that time of day he would be insensible to her moans of pain and her pleas for mercy.
Just thinking about it was giving him an erection. He briefly considered waking her up and taking her now. Or better yet, move inside of her without waking her up. And just as she starts to awaken, before she's quite conscious of her predicament, ram it into her!
There were so many options, no wonder he was taking his sweet time. Let idiots like Terry be baffled at his apparent unhaste. If Brad thought like Terry, he would not have something like this to look forward to.
As Brad was pondering the girl's fate, when he was deliberating between popping her cherry right now as she slept, or giving it to her in the morning when she didn't expect it-he fell asleep.