Her bare breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing and until my dying hour I will never forget the sight of the firm swell of those proud young beauties, perhaps the most perfect I have ever viewed.
They were firm and globular, each looking slightly away from each other and tapering into lovely curves until they came to the rich, crimson points of her taut nipples. I kissed and sucked these pretty, erect titties and she took my stiffstander in her fist for a second time but now she lay back and held my pulsating prick against her warm, white belly. I moved to insert my knob between Beth's inviting cunney lips but instead she pulled my cock forwards into the cleft between those divinely rounded breasts and rubbed my cock between the exquisitely formed globes whilst she cupped my ballsack in one hand and frigged her own pussey with the other. It was impossible to hold back and I spurted my spunk all over her bosoms. She let go of my shaft to rub the hot, sticky cream all over her titties until I had emptied my balls and my staff began to flag, settling down in a semi-erect state, between her breasts. In our frenzy we had taken no notice of what was happening behind us, but now as we were in a more composed state, we looked back to see what stage of the game Barry and Esme had reached. It was immediately apparent that they were not far behind us as both had shed their clothes and Esme was kissing Barry's thick prick which was quivering in anticipation. Her tongue encircled his knob, savouring a blob of pre-spend juice which had already formed there as she drew him in between her generous red lips, sucking lustily. Barry instinctively pushed upwards as her warm hands played with his heavy, hanging balls and her pliant tongue washed over the purple mushroom of his helmet. 'A-h-r-e, A-h-r-e!' he growled softly as Esme took her lips away from his prick and lay back, her legs wide apart to give us all a full view of her curly moss of cunney hair and the pouting pussey lips and delicious red love chink. She took his cock in her hand to press the glowing head between the soft moist cunney lips and I thought to myself, here you go, old boy, your cock is about to enter a cunt for the first time and experience those grand thrills which only a good fuck can induce. But then disaster struck! Poor Barry's prick, which before was as hard as an iron bar, appeared to bend as he frantically rubbed his knob against Esme's juicy cunney lips. Indeed, the harder he rubbed his rod against her sopping slit, the softer it became until it lay as limp as could be in her pussey hair. Beads of perspiration were now evident on his forehead as he cried out in frustration: 'What the hell is happening to my cock? I've waited years for this and now it's letting me down!'
'Calm down, it isn't unusual for a lad about to fuck for the first time to be so nervous that his prick won't stand up,' Beth assured him. 'Look, watch Rupert fuck me and I'll wager you'll be ready to play a tune on your organ in no time at all.' Barry was not to be consoled as in vain he frantically attempted to frig his recalcitrant cock up to its former erection. It won't go up, it just won't go up. Oh Esme, I am so sorry-what you must think of me!' he groaned as he slid his hand up and down his dangling dick. 'You silly boy, you must try not to think about it, and I guarantee that Mother Nature will take its course,' said Esme scathingly. 'And before you say anything more, you have no need to fret about my feelings as I always enjoy watching a good fuck. It makes me very horny too and we'll enjoy ourselves that much more afterwards.' I don't know whether Barry was entirely convinced but naturally I was more than ready to help out my friend by fucking the beautiful Beth, who said: 'Move up you two lovebirds, Rupert and I will join you on the bed and you will both have a grandstand view of his cock entering my cunt.'
We embraced as we rolled together on the bed next to the other pair and as we writhed about in each other's arms my prick began to leap and dance about between her thighs, seeking an entrance in the silky mass of blonde pussey hair which formed a perfect veil over her pouting pussey. I wanted to fuck the sweet girl then and there but I knew that I had to instruct Barry in how to approach a cunt with subtlety. So I disengaged my mouth from Beth's burning kiss and rose up on my knees between her parted legs. My hands roved around her gorgeous breasts and I fingered the engorged, rubbery nipples that stood out like little red soldiers. I heard her gasp with joy as I buried my face in the golden fleece of her pubic bush, inhaling the delicate aroma of her cunt. I grasped her bum cheeks as I flicked my tongue around her crack and she whimpered as her pussey opened like a budding flower and I slipped the tip of my tongue inside her love lips to probe against her stiffening ditty. I licked and lapped as her cunney gushed love juice and her body rocked with unslaked desire.
'Fuck me, Rupert, fuck me,' she moaned and so I scrambled up to kneel between her marble white legs as she reached out and clasped her hand round my swollen shaft. 'I hope you're watching very carefully, Barry,' I said as Beth guided my cock into her dripping love channel. Ah, to hold her creamy buttocks was sheer delight and to suck her erect rosy titties was heaven itself as I slid my cock in and out of her warm, clinging cunney. Our movements became more heated as I thrust forward, sending my prick deep inside her. How I enjoyed this magnificent fuck, sliding my willing cock in and out of her wet and juicy pussey. Beth yelped as she felt my knob touch the innermost walls of her cunt and she wrapped her legs around my waist to hold me firmly inside her as I continued to pound away, my prick driving in and out of the tender folds of her cunney from which her juices were flowing liberally. Then she started to buck to and fro with her bum cheeks lifting themselves off the sheets and I pumped into her back and forth as her body gyrated wildly. I felt her body tremble as she closed her legs around me like a vice.
“Yes… yes… I'm coming… yes, yes, Oooh! Oooh! Ah!' Beth yelled as she shuddered her way to a delicious spend. When she had calmed down I set up another rhythm, fucking her with short, sharp jabs and she spent again as I warned her that my own spend was near.
She massaged the underside of my ballsack and this brought on my final surge as I emptied myself into her, flooding her cunney with tremendous spurts of hot, sticky spunk and she screamed with delight as the gush of my juices sent shock after shock of erotic energy coursing through our veins.
I heaved myself off Beth and we turned ourselves to our right to see that, as we had expected, the sensual spectacle of our fucking had achieved the desired effect and that Barry's battering ram was impatiently pushing its way through Esme's curly forest of cunney hair. However, his inexperience showed as he was unable to find his way through the hirsute veil to her cunt, so I said to him: 'Wait a second, Barry, let me help you,' I inserted my hand between their bellies and told Barry to lift himself up for a moment. Then I took hold of Barry's rock-hard cock and directed the fiery knob towards Esme's pouting pussey lips. 'Now slide your prick forward and you will see that the key will fit into the lock,' I ordered as I took my hand away, and with his first thrust he was within the lips, with the second he was half way home and with the third his entire pulsating shaft was firmly ensconced inside her wet, willing honeypot.
Barry's body trembled with excitement and his tight little arse cheeks quivered. As Beth and I noted with satisfaction, Barry had a natural understanding of what was required of him and he refrained from rashing in and out of Esme's juicy cunney in a mad frenzy but instead forced himself to push in and out as slowly as he could. This was most pleasing to Esme who responded with upward heaves to his downward thrusts. Her bottom rolled violently as she clawed Barry's back and he grasped her shoulders and started to ride her like a cowboy with a bucking bronco. Her legs slid down, her heels dramming against the mattress as she arched her back, working her love channel back and forth against the hot, velvety hardness of Barry's thick, glistening tool. With a hoarse cry of rapture he sheathed his shaft so fully within her that his balls nestled against the top of her thighs. This so affected Esme that she rotated her hips wildly, lifting her lovely bottom to obtain the maximum contact with his cock.
He groaned as Esme's fingernails raked across his back and she panted: 'Oh lovely, that's really lovely, Barry, ah, it's so delicious! Make me come now, you big co
cked boy! Shoot your spunk into me!' She threw back her head in abandon and a primordial sound came from deep within her as her climax spilled out and she swam in her sea of voluptuous delight just as Barry shuddered convulsively as he squirted his tribute of frothy white jism into her yearning cunney, on and on until the last faint dribblings oozed out and he sank down upon her in a blissful swoon of unalloyed happiness. My own cock was now standing as straight and erect as before and Beth could see that I was game for another bout, but the unselfish girl turned to her friend and invited her to make use of my pulsating prick. Thank you, my sweet,' said Esme, smiling lasciviously at me. 'My cunt is a little sore from Barry's big cock but I would love to suck this fine-looking cock, if its owner has no objection.' 'None at all, please help yourself,'
I said as I wriggled my way towards her until she could pull my aching shaft towards her rich red lips. She squirmed towards me to leave Barry lying on his own as she took my knob inside her mouth and washed it all over with her tongue, making me shudder all over. She quickened the movements of her tongue, lashing away at my rigid rod as her right hand snaked down and frigged busily away at her still juicy cunt.
Esme's mouth was like a cavern of fire which warmed yet did not burn as she licked and lapped away, stroking her tongue up and down the sensitive underside which made me almost faint away with the pleasure of it all. Then she cupped her hands around my balls, gently rubbing them as she slowly took every inch of my prick into her mouth. She squeezed her free hand around the base of my cock, sucking me harder and harder until I felt the tingling sensation which heralded the nearness of my spend. I shouted that I was going to spunk very soon and the randy girl let my twitching tadger slide out of her mouth.
For a moment I thought this was simply because she did not want to swallow my sperm and would simply finish me off with her hand. But I was wrong for she cried: 'Pump into my cunt!' So I slid myself down her trembling body, ramming my prick into her soaking pussey which was still wet from Barry's and her own juices, but she waggled her bum so artfully that her cunney muscles gripped my cock wonderfully as I drew my chopper out and then darted it in again to engorge this marvellous cunney, which held my thick prick like a soft, moist hand. To be absolutely truthful, as I must in these memoirs, Esme was an even better fuck than Beth for she was expert in the use of her vaginal muscles to contract and relax her cunney, and she somehow managed to tighten her passage so when I slowly drew out my gleaming shaft until only the tip of the purple dome remained embedded inside her, it caused so great a suction that it sent electric shocks of delight fizzlin g through me. I worked away for as long as I could hold back and she spent twice until the sensitive contractions of her clever little love channel milked my cock of a torrent of hot, sticky cream that lubricated her innermost passages. The sight of this sensual show had so stimulated Beth that when I recovered my composure I turned my head to see her lying on her back with her legs apart, her hands provocatively rubbing her blonde muff. 'Go on, Barry Jacobs, what are you waiting for?' cried Esme, pushing him towards the other girl. Their bodies met and Barry slid his hand over her dripping pussey, then he spread open her cunney lips and she purred happily as he rhythmically finger-fucked her. 'Have you ever eaten pussey?'
Esme demanded and Barry looked up and shook his head. 'Watch closely and I'll show you how to do it,' I said and I dove down into Beth's blonde bush, rubbing my face against her silky golden hair.
Barry withdrew his fingers as I worked my tongue along that delicate crack. My mouth was now put to good use as it slid up and down the warm slit and I savoured the tangy taste of drops of love juice which pattered down from her cunney. I heard Beth gasp with pleasure as I probed her love lips and thrust my tongue deep into her cunt, finding her erect clitty and sucking it into my mouth as she moaned with pleasure and brought herself off by rubbing her cunt against my mouth.
Almost of their own volition her legs splayed wider as she sought to open herself still more to me. I slurped lustily, swallowing her salty libation that was flowing freely from her pussey and Beth's hands held my head as her legs, now folded across my shoulders, twitched convulsively with joy as the waves of pleasure from her spend engulfed her. 'Somebody fuck me please,' she called out and my head jerked up from between her thighs as Barry's circumcised cock passed inches away from my face on its way to the slippery entrance which was waiting to welcome it. I could see my friend's whole being was shaking with excitement as the swollen helmet of his rock-hard rod teased Beth's pussey lips before he edged his shaft deep inside her juice-wet love furrow. His hands roved around her jutting breasts, arousing the rosy nipples until they stuck out proudly, as he began to fuck her at first slowly but then increasing the speed of his strokes until his prick was hammering like a piston, his balls beating a tattoo against her backside. Barry showed that he was an ardent cocksman but all too soon he felt himself approach the ultimate pleasure stroke. 'I'm coming! I'm coming! I can't stop!' he shrieked as his body exploded into a climactic release and he shot his hot, creamy froth into Beth's delicious cunt as she writhed beneath him, lifting her shapely bum cheeks to obtain the maximum contact with his raging cock. We were not yet sated, dear reader. As I lay flat on my back, my love truncheon standing as high and straight as a flagpole, Esme struggled up and stood over me, her legs apart like a female Colossus. Her teeth flashed in a lustful smile, her hazel eyes twinkled merrily and then, holding her cunney lips open with her hands, she slowly lowered herself onto me. As she went down on me, my greased shaft slid straight into her at the first attempt and our pubic bones ground together. She paused, like a rider testing a new mount, clamping her cunney muscles around my penis as I flexed myself, heaving myself upwards and delighting in the silky clinginess of her cunt which fitted my cock like a hand-made glove. Esme pumped her tight little bottom up and down, digging her fingernails into my flesh, and each voluptuous shove was accompanied by wails of ecstasy. I pulled her body forward so as I could rub her red titties between my fingers and then I moved my head up to take one of the stiff little strawberries between my lips. She panted away as she bounced up and down on my pulsing prick so violently that I was forced to hold her bum cheeks to keep her in position, helping her in her ride by pushing her up and letting her drop down hard upon my cock. The supreme moment arrived and her cunney clung to my cock even harder as she pulled me in as firmly as she could, squeezing her legs against mine as if fearing that I would leave her. She sighed and squirmed, the lips of her cunt tightly clipping my shaft as we spent profusely together, my jets of sperm spurting up her pussey as her own love juices cascaded down her thighs. Her buttocks quivered in my hands as we drained each other dry until Esme slowed her movements down and came finally to rest. We lay entwined in euphoric peace and she exclaimed in a tone of rapture: 'Oh, that was a truly magnificent fuck, Rupert. I must award your cock full marks for his performance. You know, Beth, it has to be said that boys are adept and considerate lovers. We have chosen our bedmates well tonight.' 'Let me say that the feeling is mutual,'
Barry said, his voice cracking with emotion. I will never forget either of you helping me so patiently to lose my cherry. I count myself most fortunate in making love for the first time with two such understanding girls.' Beth acknowledged the compliment and said: 'Perhaps we should all drink a toast to Dame Agatha Humphrey of St Trippett's Academy for The Daughters of Gentlefolk. Unlike the vast majority of schools, we were given guidance on sexual matters.'
'Yes, I can remember telling Dame Agatha without any embarrassment of my first sensual stirrings,' Esme chipped in brightly. I had been waking up in the night and finding myself shivering with excitement, with my nightdress damp from a thin fluid which had trickled down my thighs from my then lightly haired pussey.
Now I knew from other girls who I had seen giggling over the pages of that rude magazine The Oyster that boys entering puberty have nocturnal emissions but I never knew that girls could have wet dreams.
'Golly, I was so worried and c
onfused but in the end I plucked up courage and asked Dame Agatha about what was happening to my body and she told me how entirely normal these nightly emissions were and how my body was preparing itself for sexual congress.' 'Not that we were totally innocent about sex by the time we had the first hairs growing around our pussies,' said Beth brightly. 'Did you play games in the dormitories like we used to do?' I asked her. 'Of course, although we made ourselves follow to the letter some strict regulations about such matters,' she rejoined, passing a glass of wine to me. 'Perhaps the most charming rule concerned the bathrooms in the evenings as we prepared ourselves for bed. Naturally, shut up as we were with little chance of contact with the opposite sex, passions and crushes freely abounded. Many a swift hip-to-hip rub was exchanged as a signal that greater intimacies might be enjoyed in the near future.
But to counter the shame and embarrassment of rejection we all accepted the convention that if the girl you fancied was bending over a washbasin having her before lights-out wash, it was totally permissible to approach her from behind and to touch and stroke her-mark you, without a word being uttered. If she did not check these advances it was permissible to reach under her nightie and clasp the swelling cheeks of her bum. Then, so long as she continued to show no objection, one might rub one's pussey against her bottom and then reach round and play with her hairy bush, though more than a little diddling was frowned upon as it might upset other would-be suitors. A caress of one's cunney held the promise of fun and games between the sheets later that night.' 'But wasn't it rather difficult for anyone to repel such an advance?' enquired Barry. 'Not really, for one could easily reach back with one's hand and remove the persistent hand. There are many subtle ways by which one can quietly yet firmly refuse unwelcome attentions and I think that Esme will agree that women are far more skilled than men in expressing themselves in this unspoken language.' Esme nodded her head in agreement. It was also so nice to be able to use this very delicate way of accepting a loving, exploratory caress. My goodness, when I think back how many times whilst splashing water over my face I sensed a warm presence behind me and felt the soft touch of an unknown hand running up and down my back and sliding under my nightie to squeeze my bottom. It was such fun to close your eyes, cradling your head on your arms against the cold rim of the wash-basin, nestling against the unseen girl whose hands would reach round and cup your breasts in her palms, rubbing up the titties until they rose up to greet her.
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