Chapter 6
The doorbell rang, waking Brad up from where he'd fallen asleep on the couch.
"Shit, it's Terry and Nina."
He buzzed them in and tidied up the living room.
Terry's distinctive knock announced his presence.
"Hey, man, you look like you've been through the ringer," Terry diplomatically blurted.
Nina pushed herself past Terry's hulking frame. Thanks, don't mind if I do come in, Brad."
"Sorry, folks, I'm not really myself today." He stared at Nina. "How are you today?"
"Great. Feeling wonderful. Thanks for asking." Nina, do you know what a succubus is?"
"Sure do, Brad. A demon that visits you in your sleep."
"And do you know what that demon does?"
"Sure do know that, too. Fucks the innocent unwary slumbering party. Why do you ask? Have any good dreams."
Terry interrupted, "What the hell are you guys talking about? Incubus and succubus? You're giving me the creeps. Where's Dinah? Let's get down!"
Nina shrugged and made her way into the living room.
"So Brad, what's on for tonight?"
"I thought we could order out and spend the evening here. Sound good?"
"Fine," Nina said. "Tell me," she whispered to Brad. "What happened with you and Dinah?"
"What happened?"
"You know what I mean. Is she still a pure thing?" Nina leered over towards Terry. "I hope for your sake you've taken care of her, because on the way over here-"
"Nina!" Terry shouted. "What lies are you about to make up?" He turned to Brad. "I said no such thing. I would never steal your cherry girl, you know that."
"So Terry, if that's true," Nina retorted, "how did you know was I was about to say? hmm?"
"Okay, okay. Guilty as charged. But talking and doing are two different things, as my friend here will tell you. So did you boff her yet or what?"
"Oh Terry, you are so articulate."
"That doesn't answer my question. But on second thought-it does! No!"
Brad was about to contradict him. He realized how childish it would sound: Yes, I took her cherry. Or, Yeah, I boffed her. It would sound like schoolboy bragging. So Brad kept his own counsel. Let Terry see me give it to her later, he thought gleefully, he'll think I'm breaking her cherry for his benefit. Last laugh on Terry. Brad tried to look sheepish.
"Yeah, I thought not," Terry exulted. "Speaking of cherries, where is the prize?"
"She's sleeping, and if you keep it up, you'll put her in a bad mood, read uncooperative Terry. So shut up for a change why don't you."
"Testy testy. Those that don't gets none get grouchy."
"And those that talks about it ain't getting it."
"Boys, stop bickering," Nina said. "I'm still here. No need to fight over anyone else."
The two guys just stared at her.
"After all, I've been told that I'm too hot for even two to handle. Wanna prove them wrong?"
Nina spread herself out seductively on the couch.
"I've brought us some primo vino, let's party until sleeping beauty decides to join us."
"Sounds good to me," Brad said.
"Same here," Terry agreed. "But Nina did you remember to bring your pussy with you. It'd be a shame if you left it at home."
"Rude. You're so rude," Nina chuckled.
That was part of Terry's charm. Although he needed Nina to get him jobs at the company she worked at, that didn't stop him from mouthing off at her. By being cheeky to her, he assured himself even more work than he could handle. She ate it up.
Nina was accustomed to men pussyfooting around her because of her position of power. Terry made her feel like he liked her for herself. A contradiction because he was more often putting her down. Stranger things occur.
"Hey, why don't we surprise Dinah?" Terry let out. "Join her and party in the bedroom instead of here?"
"Maybe just you should go, Terry. Brad and I will be quite comfortable here. Isn't that right Bradley?" Nina batted her eyelashes in a parody of a 1920s come-hither look. "We'll do quite well by ourselves."
Brad's head turned back and forth from one person to the other. His dilemma was written so clearly on his face that both his guests cracked-up laughing.
"Don't worry, darling," Nina assured Brad. "I'll make sure horny-pants stays put."
With that Nina hiked her short skirt up and spread her legs apart.
"Come and get it," she called to Terry.
Terry loped over obediently and stuffed his face between his face.
Archive Note: I'm pretty sure the writer meant 'stuffed his face between her thighs.' in the previous sentence. But what do I know?
Slurping sounds were heard by all.
"Um um," Brad cleared his throat. "I think I'll get us some drinks. Nina, wine okay? What does Terry drink?"
"I think he's got all he can handle now, thanks."
Brad disappeared around the corner of the living room where the bar was. He decanted the wine and brought Nina a glass.
Thanks, hon," she said. "You've got quite a bulge in your pants. I'd wager your cock is about, what, nine to ten inches?"
"What ... how do you know?"
"Just a wild guess." She smirked. Just then her face took on a serious expression as Terry's efforts got more intense. "Excuse me, please, I'm about to come."
Brad sat down across the room to watch. Damn that Terry, he thought, he hasn't even come up for air. Nina's eyes were bleary as she lightly moaned. Her muscles were beginning to tense up as her orgasm was descending.
"Oooooo. Aoooooooaaaah. Ummmmm."
Brad felt like pulling out his wanker but decided otherwise. He could tell Nina had other plans for him.
"AaaaaahOOXJhhhhhh!"
Terry's head emerged from under Nina's skirt. He licked his chops like a dog after a delicious meal. He reached for his glass of red wine and sat next to Nina on the couch.
"So, who's next?" Terry asked.
"Terry, you're so rigid," Nina complained. "I was just about to go and give Brad a nice blowjob, and now look what you've done."
"What what'd I do?"
"Why don't you make Brad raise his hand and ask permission to get blown?" She was already on her way over to where Brad sat. 'Terry, you may watch or join in as you please, but please don't give us a play by play account of the action."
Brad, man, I apologize for this bitch, nothing embarrasses her. I bet you she wouldn't mind if I fucked her while she blew you."
"You are so right, honey," Nina retorted. "On both counts. First come first serve."
She unbuttoned her skirt in a flash. It fell to the floor; she was wearing nothing on underneath. Just her pussy bush and high rump.
"I'll leave my top on for mystery, how's that?"
"No!" both guys chimed at once.
"Very well." Nina sighed as if highly put-upon. "Men just don't require mystery these days.
She slowly unbuttoned her silky blouse, under it she had on a black bustier. Her ample tits were raised and her waist painfully cinched in.
Nina slid onto her knees in front of Brad and wriggled her butt provocatively.
"Choose your spot, Terry. They're both tried and true."
"You don't have to sell 'em. I've already made their delightful acquaintance."
"Well, then surprise me," she said.
Nina was born a good sport. Men liked her because she was easy to be with in both senses of the word.
Nina lowered her head towards Brad's lap. She unzipped him, and wrestled his erection out of the gap-
"Oow oow. I knew it looked just like this," she said.
Brad looked surprised. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, honey, I dreamt about you this morning. I never sleep so late, and I had the damndest dream."
"Yeah? Go on."
"Well, I dreamt that we were fucking." Brad couldn't see her mischievous expression; all this time she had been caressing his dick. "Oh, is that all?" he asked. "No."
"Yeah?" Brad was getting impatient. "Was anyone else there?"
"Anyone else?" she mimicked. "I'm not enough for my own dream?"
"I mean, anyone else in the room?"
"No, but as a matter-of-fact when I was giving you head (as I'm trying to do now if you'll let me), there was another woman watching, but I can't remember who it was."
"Dinah, by any chance?"
"Dinah? I don't know, but why do you ask, Brad?"
Terry had gotten bored with their conversation and had begun rubbing his dick on Nina's clit. He couldn't decide where to enter first. Common sense told him to do the pussy first, then unload in the ass. But he knew Nina better than to do that. When she wanted her way she always got it. She liked him to finish where he begun. Maybe this time he'd get his way. One thing about Nina, she loved to give head.
"Suck cock, Nina," Brad said sweetly, situating himself so that his ass was dangling half-off the chair. His legs were spread, and there was a mirror to the side where he watched as the leggy Nina placed a pillow down, then bowed slightly in an elfish pose. She smiled, licking her lips.
"To work," she said wickedly. "You tell me how you want it, Brad darling."
"Uhhmmm."
He watched, delighted with how eager to please Nina could be. The girl took his hard prick in her tiny fist and held it up to her lips.
"Tongue!"
The pink tongue fluttered on the tip of his penis, causing him to heat up in her hand.
Nina smiled, rubbing the head of his prick across her pouting lips. She let her eyes blast into his. "You like that, Brad?"
"Yup."
"Mmmmmrn, gooooood," she purred, cupping his balk and lifting them to her lips.
He watched her tongue his balls, gasping, reaching down to fondle her titties playfully. He cupped the great knobs and lifted them to his balls.
That's right, Nina, now slide on it. I wanna fuck that pretty mouth."
"Very well."
He watched the beautiful girl who was now holding her knob tops up to his balk. She let her neck stretch as the head moved forward.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Nina let out, humming a tune on his dip stick. She slid down until her nose bounced on his underbelly, taking the entire throbber down her throat.
"Baby, that's the WAY!"
"Mmmmmmm," she continued her tune, sliding and fluttering her tongue on the upbeats.
Brad was squirming from the intensity of pleasure Nina was throwing at him. He steeled himself, so that he wouldn't shoot before getting to fuck her mouth properly. But the factor of pleasure-overload was coming up quickly. He moved her hair back, watching that foxy face. Her eyes were out of focus, dreamy, her lips all over him.
While Nina was thus engaged, Terry saw an opportunity arise. The girl's rump was absolutely free. He looked at the tight little bitch cakes, and thought about what a waste it was to leave them (intended.
"Baby," Terry gasped, situating himself behind.
"Your left leg is Christmas and your right leg is Easter, and I'm comin' in between the holidays."
She smiled, feeling his throbber between her bitch cakes. She loosened her rump cakes so he could push the tip into her. She knew that if Terry was going to rump fuck her, he was also going to-
"Yessssss!" she let out, as Terry's fingers crept down her underbelly and hooked into her dewy crotch. He was sooo fine when it came to working her clicker.
"Go for it!" Brad gasped, delighted with the way the hot Nina was rubbing his dick on her face, taking it in and out of her mouth, running it over her titty tips and up her neck, over her high cheek, then down into the wet hot female mouth! "That's the wayyyy!"
"Mmmm," Nina let out, pleased to be getting all this attention. She felt like a favored house cat getting attention from all sides.
"Look at that rump wriggle!" Terry gasped.
Brad smiled and winked at him. He looked down at Nina as she swallowed six inches of his throbbing penis.
"Hold it in your mouth, Nina."
He stopped her head from moving, stopped her lips from sliding on his penis. He held her perfectly still, her mouth stuffed with hot dick.
"Ok, Nina, that's my girl," he gasped. "Now when you start to move again, I want you to hold the shaft in your fist and work your tongue on the tip."
"Ok," she said softly, as he brushed her hair back off her moist face.
"I want you to look at me when you swallow," he said.
"Yes," Nina let out. Then she winced, the brows arched, as she let out a "Yeowww!"
"Oh yeah!" Terry groaned. His entire prick was buried in Nina's rump now, and he was humping it into her. To facilitate her dancing, he was playing with her clit frantically; making her female carriage wriggle and squeal with delight.
"Dance on that dick, Nina. Roll those hips for meeeee," Terry let out.
The girl was tongue-fluttering Brad's penis and contracting her rectum around Terry's clit. It was amazing, the way she could give a little squeeze and make a grown man moan for mercy! It was a feeling of power.
"That's my girl," Terry groaned. "Squeeze it with that hot ass. Roll those smokin' little bitch cakes!"
"Slide your tongue over it, Nina!"
Brad began to shoot. As he felt the throbs turning to heat, he grabbed hold of his throbber and held it to her face. He watched as hot spunk spurted against her face and mingled with her sweat.
"Mouth open, Nina. I wanna see it on your tongue."
The girl opened up obediently, and stuck her tongue out slightly, so that Brad could spunk on her mouth.
At that second, her own orgasmic sparks ignited, causing her to dance madly on the thick throbber in her rectum. Her contracting rump caused the hot prick to spasm.
"Oh yeah!"
Terry's prick began to spunk in the girl's ass!
"That's my bitch," Terry gasped, his wide palms on her waist, arching her rump cakes back to meet the driving piston of his penis.
"Mmmmmm," the girl groaned, feeling her clit glowing, feeling his penis explode in her rump.
A few seconds later, the three of them were exhausted, falling sideways on the couch to recuperate from their entertainments. Nina had the feeling it was going to be a long night. Long ... and glorious.
Dinah was sprawled on the bed half-asleep, but soon the noise from the other room started filtering into her ears. She wondered what was going on in there. She wondered why she'd been allowing Nina to have all the fun!
After all, there was enough throbbing manhood on hand to keep them both more than content. She wasn't tired anymore, and her pussy was lubricating frantically.
Dinah needed some male member! She had that hunger in her, to fill her mouth with throbbing dick! She was playing a little game with her cherry. Simply, she was keeping it, but barely. That is, she allowed Brad and Terry to rub their dicks on her clitoris, and even let Brad slide his prick into her pussy. But so tar, Brad had not been able to break her maiden's wall. Brad in half-sleep, fucked Nina and thought he fucked Dinah. And today he THOUGHT he'd taken her cherry. But Dinah knew better, she had some surprises in store for Brad. It was her turn now.
She was still ... a cherry girl!
She walked into the living room and found the three bodies on the couch and floor. Looked like they'd been at it all right. Like they'd been making the room smoke. Dinah looked down at the sleeping Nina; at the wide smile on her little face! That beautiful bitch! She had it ALL!
Well, Dinah was ready to make up for lost time. She allowed herself to spend a second on strategy. Then she went to the kitchen moistened a towel with warm water. Returning to the heap of bodies, she selected the stud of her choice. For this little party, it would be Terry.
Dinah rubbed his penis clean, as if she were polishing it. And even though he was fast asleep, the throbber began to gain in size and heat up.
Terry finally opened his eyes, taking in the hardworking blonde beauty who was shining up his rocket. "Hey Baby!"
"Terry, you tired Hon?"
"Sure I am, Dinah, but'm still ready to go for a ride on my hot blonde bitch. Say, let me lick up those legs!"
Dinah giggled, backing off. "Don't be shy."
Terry got on his. back, and invited the young girl to sit on his face. He stuck his tongue out playfully. "Sit on me, Dinah. Let me tongue-fuck that sweet little snatch."
"Well, who am I to argue with a request like that?" the blonde wondered.
"Exactly! Get over me!"
Terry watched the hot smooth legs part and raise above his head. Then slowly, the sweet womanly hips brought that golden clitoris down to an inch over his tongue.
"Mmmnunmm!" Dinah let out, as she felt Terry's tongue flutter over the pink button. She rolled her hips slowly, not pressing down at all but just hovering over his hot tongue. Terry knew how to give a woman tongue!
"Oh Terrryyyyyy!"
"Mmmmm," he let out, cupping the balls of her buttocks, and holding her in place for some hot tongue-fucking. He worked hard, digging into her cunt.
"Ride," Dinah let out. "Ride that pussy!"
"Mrnmmmm!"
"Terry, I can feel it wiggle inside meeeee!"
Terry pinched her bitch cakes to make her wriggle. The girl's knobs jostled so hotly when she quaked and quivered. His eyes were on her knob tips as he dug his tongue into her slit again and again. Deep and wild!
"OooOoOoOoOoOooooOoOo!!!!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Nina opened her eyes and looked towards the moans and groans. She saw Dinah's bitch cakes quiver as Terry continued to lick the blonde pussy.
"Hey!" Nina let out.
Dinah winked at her, noting that she was awake. "Terry's got a great tongue," Dinah confided.
"I know that, girlfriend!"
"Hmmmm, he's got a way of whipping a girl's clit!"
"I'll say," Nina let out. "But you shouldn't ignore his prick when he does that."
Dinah saw the point, and let her body language suggest a hot sixty-nine.
"Sure, Baby, that will be fun!" Terry let out softly, helping the blonde make her body move into place. She was lying on her side. He opened her up by raising the top leg, then slid his face between the blonde's inner thighs.
"Alright, now I want you to suck cock, Dinah, while I go down on that hot bush."
"Mmmmm!"
Terry's tongue returned to the hot recesses of her snatch, parting her pussy lips with his fingers and digging into her with a hard tongue.
The pretty blonde cupped Terry's balls, and guided his penis deep in her mouth.
Nina, watching this great sixty-nine, studied with great intensity. How sweet Terry looked with his tongue up a girl's snatch! And how very sexy the blonde girl looked, her face stuffed with throbbing penis meat!
"I'm very lucky to have such attractive playmates," Nina said aloud.
Nina started to jerk off as she watched Dinah wriggle in orgasmic storms. The hot blonde's nostrils were quivering as her face turned red, but she would not release the penis from her mouth. She held on for life.
"Slide on it," Nina encouraged. "Give Terry the blowjob of his life."
"Mmmmmmm!"
Terry's eyes opened as he realized that Nina was moving close. She was standing over them, playing with her pussy. Her pretty face expressed deep passion as Nina brought herself off.
Brad had been in a daze as he watched the action. He was making sure that Terry didn't slip his prick into HIS woman. After he gave her one real boffing, then she could have Terry all she wanted. After all, he was not one to be greedy with his friends. Especially since Terry was so generous with the hot Nina.
"Nina darling," Brad said, "why don't we make the beast with two backs."
He motioned Nina over to the bear rug over by the fireplace where he was reclining.
"What about your cherry over there. Aren't you worried others are out to rob you of your goodies?"
Nina and Dinah exchanged conspiratorial glances. Unfortunately Dinah had not been able to inform Nina of the latest in the ongoing saga titled 'frustrating Bradley.' Too bad, but when they had a moment together she'd fill her in on all the lurid details. Then they'd have a huge laugh at Brad's expense!
"Nina, if I can't trust my best friend," Brad intoned, "who can I trust?"
Nina shrugged and sashayed over towards Brad. Her breasts jiggled on top of the bustier that she still wore.
"What me to ride you, Brad?"
"Yeah!"
Nina straddled the eager dick, leaning her torso over his face she rubbed her tits in his face.
"Woo, I'm experiencing deja-vu. This is very weird, Nina," Brad said. "I feel like we've done this before."
"Perhaps in another lifetime, my boy."
Dinah giggled from across the room. "Maybe just another time," she said.
Nina wiggled her body over Brad's throbber, gradually lowering herself onto him. She gently gyrated her pussy lips on his tip carefully watching his face for a sudden sign of recognition. There didn't seem to be any problem of that. Brad's face was aglow with pussy-worship as Nina slowly lowered herself onto him.
"Ooooooh, you sweet bitch, go!"
She was sitting on him, his dick was completely inside of her now. Slowly she lifted herself off his, paused a second, and rammed down hard.
"Aaaahhh, Nina."
"Dinah, honey," Nina called, "why don't you sit on top of this noisy guy. Give his mouth something constructive to do while I fuck him silly?"
"Yeah, sounds great!" Dinah skipped over to the fucking couple and peered at Brad curiously. "Shalb I sit on you, sir?"
Brad opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. "Need I say more?"
Dinah tittered and lowered herself onto his face.
"Hey, don't forget about me." Terry complained. "What do I get to do?"
"You may watch both our butts," Nina ordered. "After all that is all you talk about lately."
"Yeah, Terry," Dinah agreed. "You can crawl around from side to side and watch both our butts move."
Nina and Dinah were facing each other on top of Brad. Nina reached over and cupped one of Dinah's huge breasts from the bottom. She lifted it up towards Dinah's chin.
"Terry, just make sure you don't pay too much attention to one of us," Nina said. "Be your usual diplomatic self. We'll both give you a reward."
"Ooh oooh. May I ask what it will be?"
"The first one of us that comes," Nina said, "gets to fuck you next."
"Mmmppph, mmmmppph!" Brad tried to object.
Dinah laughed and ground her pussy down harder onto his face.
Nina continued to fuck Brad with renewed energy. She was enjoying this!
"But Nina, what if Brad comes first?" Terry wondered.
Both girls laughed hard at that thought. "Don't worry, that won't happen, he's got too many things on his mind!"
Dinah said, "I think he's beginning to get worn out also."
"Mmmpph, Nnnnu."
"He's trying to say he's not worn out yet!"
The effort of Brad to shake his head in the negative had another affect on Dinah. The side to side motion brought a delicious sensation to her clit.
"Ooooowwww, Nina, I think I'm going to come first!"
"Don't be too sure," Nina said.
She was humping Brad furiously, occasionally leaning forwards to allow his prick direct contact with her clit. In the process her face rubbed against Dinah's knockers.
Nina grabbed a mouthful of tit, nipple first in her mouth and sucked hard.
"Aaaaahh," Dinah let out. "Any second now, I think I'm coming...."
Nina could tell Brad was about to burst. She rammed her cunt harder each time she bore down on him, trying to have them all come at the same time.
Terry had been circling the threesome admiring each hard-working girl's rear end. He couldn't wait to get into the pink cheeked girl again. This time he wanted to do it facing her, with her legs in the air.
Brad was about to ejaculate, the effort was taking his mind off his work. He let his mouth go loose, allowing the girl to rub herself against his lips.
"Oooohh," Here I come," Nina said.
"Meeee too," said Dinah.
"MmMmppphh," Brad tried to say.
They all came at the same time, Nina leading the way, with Brad next. Dinah was still frantically gyrating against his mouth as Brad spurted into Nina's cavern. Terry came over and cupped Dinah's breasts, tweaking the huge pink nipples.
"Ooooaaah."
The three collapsed on the rug, breathing heavily. Terry was already planning his next move on Dinah.
He went into the kitchen, and began to make coffee. He wanted Brad to fall asleep so he could "get to work on Dinah.
On the way over that evening, Nina had confided in Terry. She told him the trick they had played on Brad. What neither of them knew was that Brad thought he had popped her cherry for real, later on.
Either way, Terry rationalized that Brad had had enough time with her. If he didn't relieve of her maidenhood, a better man should.
Coming back into the living room Terry noticed Brad snoring on the furry rug. The girls were whispering on the couch. When they saw him the stopped talking.
Silence.
"Terry," Nina said, "it's a shame to wake Brad, why don't we adjourn to the bedroom. It is more comfortable there for what we have in mind, anyway."
"Yeah, what's that?"
"You'll see."
The two women rose in unison and bounced towards the bedroom. Terry followed obediently, his eye wondering from one swinging rear end to the other. All he needed was for his tongue to be hanging out to complete the picture.
Dinah sat on the bed, looking sadly up at Terry.
"Terry, I need you to do me a favor," she asked.
He looked suspiciously at both women. "What?"
"Well, you probably know, I've been trying to lose my cherry for a long time now, but Brad hasn't been able to help me. Maybe if you go in first, he'll be happy. I think it's because he's afraid to hurt me."
"You crazy bitches," Terry said, "I'll gladly do you the honor. But don't try to make me think that Brad is going to appreciate it. Besides you've got my friend so confused he's sleeping while I'm gonna pop his property." He rubbed his hands together gleefully.
Dinah spread herself out on the bed and parted her legs. "Don't you want to, my hairy Terry?"
"Dinah, I would come in your vagina anytime." He sprang onto the bed, dick first and straddled the helpless looking girl.
Nina took a seat and lit a cigarette. As much as she liked to play, she also liked to watch. And this was going to be fun!
"Oooh, Terry," Dinah begged, "please don't hurt me too much. I can't take pain."
"Have no fear, this won't hurt a bit," Terry lied.
Using his hand Terry inserted his prick at the opening of her cunt. He rubbed the tip around to moisten it. The girl was dripping with pussy juice.
Adjusting his body for correct aim, Terry began the journey into her canal.
"Owww, that hurts!"
Terry pulled back, paused a second to let the girl catch her breath. He pushed himself in a little harder this time.
"OWW! Terry, I changed my mind, stop, please!"
"Nonsense, you have to get this over with. Think of the years of pleasure you'll miss otherwise."
Nina was enjoying herself hugely. The girls had planned this out together.
Terry massaged her clit with his dick-tip. He was trying to get the girl to stop struggling with him. He was so hot to break that stubborn cherry he was ready to subdue her by any means at his disposal.
He pushed himself in again.
"AAAW, I can't take it, stop!" She struggled to get out from under him.
Terry grabbed her arms and raised them above her head, putting his weight on them. Dinah looked up at him, fear registering in her face. As Terry closed his eyes to ready himself for the next thrust she looked over at Nina and winked.
"Please, Terry, stop, please."
Ignoring her pleas he rammed inside her one more time. This time he felt the barrier give way.
"Yipee!" he cried.
Dinah cried softly, not too much to make Terry stop. Just enough to be convincing. And it did hurt. She wondered if this time her hymen really did break. Brad would be very angry.
Terry continued to lunge in and out of her. He hadn't felt such a tight pussy in a long time, he couldn't even remember when or if he had.
"Ohh, baby, you're tight. I'm gonna fuck you until, until I can't no more."
The girls looked at each other and grinned. The same thought had occurred to Nina, that maybe Terry truly popped Dinah. After all that was a rare condition that Dinah had told her about. How many women retain their hymens after the first fuck? More often they break them accidently, with a tampon or from exercising strenuously. Nina shrugged. When Terry was done they would repair to the bathroom to survey the damage.
Terry was still ramming Dinah's pussy. He was trying not to come now, to prolong this incredible experience as long as possible. What luck! To pop the cherry! Poor Brad, Terry thought, he lost again.
He was even enjoying the rather limp way that Dinah was taking his lunges. When he was done spurting in her he would console her and pet her, and then fuck her again so that she would enjoy it. Now it was time to fuck!
"Oh oohhh, I'm gonna come in you, get ready."
He pushed her legs up in the air so that he could come as far in her as possible.
She moaned louder this time.
Terry didn't hear, he was spurting in her. His whole body quaked spasmodically as he had the most incredible orgasm of his life.
"OOOOOOoooh, you tight little bitch."
He rolled off her and stared at the ceiling, his eyes going out of focus.
Nina approached the bed. "You monster, look what you did to her."
He ignored Nina, lost in revery.
"Come on, honey, let's wash all that blood off you."
As a matter-of-fact, there was no blood.
The girls shut the bathroom door. In a few minutes could be heard the sounds of giggling, but no one heard.