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Stan's Story Chapters 9 and 10

Prologue Written by Stan

It was a little more than two years later when we gathered at my house to read the accounts that had been written by each of the five of us. During the intervening months I had received the stories from each of the participants and we had ongoing exchanges about the project. No one but me had seen any submission by anyone else until day we got together at the end.

BD's wife Ellen had come with him but she was off by herself at the other end of the house with a full set of the stories which she was reading to herself.

When we gathered for the reading we put names in a hat and drew them out one at a time to determine the order of reading. As the editor and one of the authors, I claimed the right to go last. Connie, Robbie Patti and BD had read us their stories, it was my turn

Patti and Connie were stunned by what they had heard. Neither of them had any idea about what a good man BD had turned out to be. Robbie wrapped her long arms around BD and they silently hugged each other for the longest time, tears running down both of their faces.

To our collective surprise Ellen, BD's wife walked into the room and joined in the hug. She and Robbie had become close over the years. We invited her to join us for the last chapters in our collective stories.

Robbie came to me, gave me a hug and a grope and said "go get 'em Tiger."

Chapter 9 Stan and Patti Get Together

It was near the end of the fall semester during my last year as an undergrad and I was feeling good. Our school was holding the annual Christmas gala and I was in the mood to dance. Late in the evening I grabbed Patti by the arm and said, "wanna dance?" I really hadn't thought anything about it, I wanted to dance, she was standing there, we did some dancing.

By the time we had both worked up a sweat the music slowed and I put my arm around her and said, "dance?" Actually I was a little nervous at that point, Patti was one of the lez girls and they tended to keep to themselves, they also tended to verbally butcher any guy who approached them. I was a shy 21 year old kid and I had more than my share of awkward moments with girls. I was afraid she might think I was making a pass at her and summon her lesbian friends who would gather and make me feel like an idiot.

"You are the first man who has ever asked me to dance," she said.

I looked around nervously to see if any of her smart, self-confident, ball-busting friends might be approaching. She explained that most of the guys in the school were put off by lesbian girls, afraid to talk to them, afraid that might get shot down.

"I just want to dance I don't want to fuck you," I said with considerably more bravado than I actually possessed.

She gave me a long look that I could not read, she pressed her body closer to me (I was thinking oh shit, is she checking to see if I have a boner?) we danced without speaking for minute or so until she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "Why don't you want to fuck me?" The evening picked up from there, and fuck we did.

Patti was a virgin, it is strange saying that about her, she had been sexually involved with way more women that I had, but that is the point, they were all women. She had never had sex with a man, she had never handled or sucked a cock, and she was curious about how "man parts work." We were in a car and she turned on the interior light so she could examine me in detail. She asked dozens of questions: Am I squeezing too tight? Does it feel good when I hold your balls like this? Does it feel best if I lick the side of your cock like this? Or should I put my lips around you and go up and down like this? If I keep sucking on your cock will it get even bigger? (just keep sucking and lets find out) If I jerk you with my hand like this how long before you shoot (her word).

She pointed out everything that was fascinating to her: I can feel your balls inside of your sack (I had noticed you were doing that). You should see how the skin on your cock stretches when I jerk you like this (yep, as a matter of fact I notice that when I was jerking off myself). This clear stuff that is leaking out of your cock is so slippery and it tastes so good, does your cum takes this good? (Actually I had never tasted my own semen at that point in time, but she had me licking a wad of it off her boob before the night was over) Does it feel good when I lick your nipples? (yes). Show me how you masturbate? Do you want to see how I masturbate?

She wanted to fuck, but she wanted to explore first. As she was showing me how she liked to rub her clit I moved between her legs and started rubbing the tip of my cock on her clit, just as she had been rubbing with her fingers. She grabbed my cock and started rubbing her clit with it at high speed, it wasn't long before her first orgasm. "Of fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, your cock is incredible, you make me cum so hard. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." After about ten seconds rest she started up again and even quicker the second time she was yelling, talking dirty, moaning and going wild with another orgasm.

That was absolutely the first time I had ever gotten a girl to orgasm and I was all puffed up and proud, I gave a girl two orgasms in less than ten minutes and we have only just begun. I was thinking that I was becoming some kind of expert sex machine. After we sat back and took a breather I realized that I really hadn't done anything. I just put the tip of my cock in the general area of her pussy and she did the rest.

The pussy eating lesson came next. Let me provide a little advice to any men who may read this; if you are lucky enough to come across a bi lover who is in the mood to give you a lesion in how to eat pussy, do not turn her down. No matter what you think you know, she knows more. When I put my head between her legs I barely knew what and where a clit was. When I sat back 20 minutes later her big O count was in double digits and this time it was me who took her there. I felt like I should get a badge that certified me as a pussy eating expert so everyone would know. She taught me skills and tricks that have served me well over the years.

We sat back in the car seat again, Patti was trying to catch her breath. She had her hand on the tip of my cock, rubbing precum in little circles. I was hoping to get my cock inside her before cumming.

"I'm ready," she said softly.

I moved between her legs and she guided my cock to her open and juicy pussy lips. "Go slow," she asked. As I started to push into her she wrapped her hand around my cock and said, "don't shoot inside me." I inched in slowly, she had two orgasms by the time I bottomed out inside her. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me into her, holding me there without moving. She relaxed her hands and I pulled most of the way out then pushed back into her again. We stopped and looked deeply into each other's eyes.

"We're fucking," she said

"It's good," I replied

"I like it, I want more."

With that I started building up speed until I was pounding into her hard and fast. I didn't last long, maybe 8-10 minutes if I exaggerate a bit. She was laughing, moaning and talking dirty all at the same time. I pulled out and the first spurt of cum hit her on the side of her face and neck. The second spurt hit her full on her left breast and the third shot spread out in a clean line from her chin and through the valley between her breasts. She squealed in delight as she grabbed my cock and milked out even more.

She was ecstatic and wide-eyed amazed at the same time. She scooped up a handful of cum from her neck and face and licked it out of the palm of her hand. She stuck a finger into a puddle of cum between her breasts, raised her hand and drew it out into a thin strand. "Look at that," she excitedly exclaimed.

I was well aware of the viscosity of ejaculate, but it didn't seem like the right time to inform her of that.

She held her cum covered breast in both hands and invited me to have a taste. When I was a little reluctant to taste she chided, "come on," and I dived in.

I was the more experienced lover, she was the virgin, yet she taught me so much so quickly. She taught me more than where to lick and how. Up until that time all my sex partners seemed to have some hidden reluctance, as if fucking was something they tolerated from a man on occasion, not something that they actively wanted. No doubt that related to my own strict upbringing more than the actual response of my partners. Not only that but I really wasn't a very good sex partner in my previous experience. Patti was so open, adventurous, and eager that I quickly grasped that a good fuck session was one hell of a lot of fun for both participants; not some gross inconvenience that women reluctantly tolerated to make their men happy.

Over the next few weeks it became apparent that I had a tiger by the tail. We only missed two days in the next two weeks without another adventurous fuck, sometimes 2-3 sessions in the same day. Her lez friends gave her some ideas to try. One night she brought along some lube, spread it on the tip of my cock and did a gentle one finger rub on the glans until I exploded like a geyser. The next night she did it again; WITH HER BIG TOE, while her other foot played with my balls and ass, while she rubbed her clit with her fingers. When I would shoot a load of cum across her ass or chest she would squeal in delight.

She had other adventures without me. She provided all the juicy details after a fuck session with a guy Connie lined her up with. When I got really turned on by her story, she indulged me with more stories, about her encounters with other girls at first, but the list of men gradually grew as well. One Saturday night I was sitting in a lounge watching TV when she came in and sat down beside me.

"I'm going to be sore tomorrow," she said.

"Why?" I naively asked.

"Connie and I went out with two local guys," she explained. "They took us over by the lake, parked on the back road and we both got fucked." That gave me an instant boner. Patti's date was the guy we later knew as BD.

"And you are sore?" I asked.

"He had a really big cock, I'm all stretched out and he pounded it into me so hard.

"Did he force you?" I asked in alarm.

"No I was willing and ready, I had been sucking on his big cock for a while before we fucked. I knew what I was going to get. He was just such an animal, when he was ready to fuck he just pulled my legs apart and jammed it all the way in me with one hard push. Then he pounded into me at full speed and hard until he shot his load. Then he put pulled up his pants and drove back here and dropped us off."

"Just like that," I asked in surprise.

"He shot his load in me about ten minutes ago, now it is leaking out of my pussy."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked as if I didn't already know the answer.

"Because I want more, and because I thought you might like seconds," she said, confirming my suspicions.

We drove to the exact spot where she had been fucked only minutes before and were fucking as fast as we could get our clothes off. Her pussy was sloppy wet in a different way than usual. We had a long slow multi-round fuck session. Maybe she was stretched out, but when she got into one of her multi-orgasm frenzies, her pussy squeezed my cock like a strong hand.

Not long after we started fucking she pushed me away and then pushed my head down toward her pussy. I was well aware that she was still full of BD's cum, but at that point I was ready for anything she wanted to try. Having tasted her fresh fucked pussy more than once, as well as those of other women over the years, I still can't say that I'm a connoisseur of semen, but I like the response that I get from women when I eat their cum filled cunts.

Patti had a pair of shorts that figure prominently in the story of the weekend in March. They were simple grey cotton shorts, the same type of material as cotton sweat pants. They were short but not outrageously so, elastic around the waist for quick removal, and the leg openings were lose and wide, easily room for a hand or cock to get at her pussy by just pulling them to the side a little.

She was wearing those shorts one evening when we were both walking up some stairs, she was directly in front of me. I reached up and gave her ass a feel; she stopped and wiggled it for me. I slid my hand up the inside leg of the shorts and realized two things: 1) She had no panties on, and 2) her pussy was wet and ready.

She turned around, smiled at me and said, "I'm horny."

I was instantly trained, like a stud horse when approaching a mare in estrous. Every time I saw her in those shorts I was very quickly hard and ready.

Chapter 10 Stan's Story

Women scare me, at least they did when I was in college. As I walked into the student lounge Connie and a tall girl approached me. Connie introduced her as her friend Robbie. What I noticed first is that Robbie was tall; nearly eye level with me. She was more muscular that me, her hair was long and straight. She was intimidating. It occurred to me that if I dared to lower my eyes to her chest she might kick my ass. We chatted a bit and I made an excuse to go get a drink. As I walked away I remember thinking that someday I'm going to find my way into bed with an Amazon queen, but today I'm afraid she is a black widow who kills her mate after sex.

As I was getting a drink out of the vending machine, Patti came out of the laundry room carrying her laundry basket. As we were chatting I noticed the shapeless grey shorts in the laundry basket. I had fond memories of pulling those shorts off her hips or reaching inside the loose leg opening and finding that she wasn't wearing underwear.

"I have two questions for you," I said, "and I want you to give me a totally honest answer. "Do you have any idea why these shapeless and sexless shorts always give me a hard on, and do you have underwear on right now?"

"Wait right here," she said as she picked up the laundry basket and went back into the laundry room. "Be right back,"

She came out of the laundry wearing the shorts and said, "yes to the first question, no to the second, follow me and I'll show you."

She led me back into the laundry room, and sat on the edge of a chair with her legs spread. As she pulled the leg opening to the side she said, "no underwear, and it's what's so easy to get your hands on inside the shorts that gives you the boners." She understood me totally.

We went to my room and what stands out in my memory is that before the door was all the way closed I was pulling her shorts to the side while pulling my zipper down. We didn't waste any time at first, but then we stopped and took time to get naked. That was a little unusual because at that time in our relationship we had been finding time for instant quickies with practically all of our clothes on. We did it in the library, on elevators, on stairwells, in a parking lot, behind a Christmas tree, and a few other places. In seconds she would pull her pants down, I would pull my cock out instantly we would be fucking for 20-30 amazing seconds. Then just as quickly we would stop, adjust clothing and look try to look as if nothing had happened. On this occasion we started quick but then took the time to get undressed and it worked out nicely from there.

Just as we both reached the front edge of a nice climax someone knocked on the door. I had better things to do that answer the door at the time. As I pulled out of Patti and shot blasts of cum across her chest the knock came again, I'm surprised I even noticed. As I was trying catch my breath the knocking came for the third time and this time Robbie yelled from the other side of the door to tell us who she was.

I was close to a panic attack. Patti was laying in my bed with a hot load of cum on her belly and chest. Robbie was probably an enforcer for the lesbian mafia who was there to kick my ass. Patti calmed me down and told me to let her in. I started to put on my clothes, but Patti told me to just go to the door and let her in. I was embarrassed, panicking, scared and dumbfounded when I opened the door for the Amazon queen in all of her glory. She invited herself in and after she walked past the door she turned and looked at me naked. There was surprise and confusion on her face which made me feel just a little better, but I was shaking. She started babbling apologies until she saw Patti in bed. Patti calmly explained that we had just been fucking and she was welcome to join us for the next round.

"Whoa, did she just say that," was all I could think. And when Robbie started peeling off her clothes I was totally overwhelmed.

Looking back on it I want to claim that I jumped right in and started power fucking Robbie. But to be truthful, at the time I was thinking about grabbing my clothes and running away. Fortunately I didn't run away, I stayed for the fun.

Robbie sat down on the edge of the bed next to Patti, naked. I had just met this girl maybe half an hour earlier. She barged into my room and found Patti and me naked and immediately post coital. Patti invites her join us so strips off her clothes and says "lets do it." Isn't she suppose to at least kiss me first? She was sitting there with her legs spread wide. For lack of another idea about what I should do next I got on my knees between her legs, kissed and licked her perky boobs a little and then kissed my way down to her pussy, and dived in, giving her my best effort.

Looking back on it now, I have to admit that my experience with sex was limited at the time. Patti and I had been learning quickly and she had done a good job teaching me how to lick pussy. Patti kept interrupting my pussy eating by telling me what to do and where I should put my tongue and fingers. I was just struck stupid at that instant, everything was happening so fast. I told Patti to do it herself. I like to think that I was pretty quick to come to my senses and we both joined in. There wasn't much room to operate, but with two fingers in her ass, two fingers in her pussy and two tongues on her clit, Robbie didn't have a chance. She held out for a few minutes, but when we finally got her to orgasm Patti got nudged out of the picture and Robbie wrapped her thighs around my head and pushed her pussy into my face with massive force. My ears were ringing from having them crushed.

Over the years I've observed that different women express their orgasms in different ways. With Patti I might start by eating her pussy and bringing her to orgasm in just a few minutes. Then I would continue to work on her clit to get her in the repeating orgasm stage and after 4-5 smaller Os she would build up to a major pussy clenching and pulsing eruption, often with big time squirting. Then she would get into a clit to cock rubbing position and have maybe a couple dozen more. Eventually I would get her turned around and start to push my cock into her. I remember joking with her at that point, I would say, "please let me get all the way in you before you climax again." She would wrap her legs around me and try to pull me into her fast. I would push slowly and inevitably she would have three or more orgasms before I was all the way in.

With Connie two orgasms in a single session was an accomplishment, one good climax was enough for her. I was always cautions to hold off myself until I got her there, and that sometimes took a while. She was quiet when she got off, just a subtle muscle clenching, but that didn't mean she didn't have some great orgasms. Robbie was more like Connie in that it took a while to get her there, but like Patti in that once she got started she became a rapid repeater. Unlike anything I had ever experienced, when she reached climax she went wild, not just wild with pleasure, she was physically wild. She was big and strong enough to break furniture, buck a big man out of bed or crush the head of anybody who was lucky enough to have their tongue on her clit when she reached the ecstasy point. She jerked and thrashed around like a fish out of water, she clenched every muscle in her body and she got loud, with moans and wonderful nasty talk.