Dan
There was something different about Bella that night. We'd been dating for several months. When I picked her up for our dinner-and-movie date, she seemed nervous, and she asked if she'd have time to take a shower. But we wouldn't make it to our reservation or to the movie on time. I'm not sure why she said that, as she looked just fine, so she just ended up changing clothes.
When I kissed her, I noticed her perfume was different, and I commented on it. It looked like she blushed for a moment, then she said she'd been trying on perfumes with a friend at the mall. She couldn't remember the name of it. I told her I really liked it, and if she could remember the name of it, I'd buy it for her. I don't know why that comment seemed to make her nervous again, but she just said she'd look for it the next time she was in that store.
We had a nice dinner, and the movie was a RomCom, but one of the sexier ones with some love scenes. Afterwards, we went back to Bella's, and since it was Friday, neither of us had to work the next day, so I was hoping to be invited to stay the night. We'd been having sex after most dates, but I'd only stayed over once before, and didn't take anything for granted.
Bella is a hotter girl than I expected to be going out with. It doesn't hit you right away, on first glance, but there's just something alluring about her that comes out as you spend time with her, a kind of hidden sexiness. You'll be expecting me to comment on her tits or her hair, and these are pretty fine, but what first captivated me about her was her eyes. They are so expressive, and sensual.
So after dinner and the movie, back at her place, she had some wine in the fridge, and we opened that and soon were making out on the couch. We got out of our clothes, and soon I was licking her nipples and lightly stroking her pussy. I started moving down, and it seemed like she was hesitant for a moment, maybe impatient to fuck, but she really does enjoy when I lick her pussy, and I'm pretty good at it, I have to admit. It's one of my greatest pleasures, getting up close and personal with a pussy, and I always take my time, making sure I'm attentive to the girl's responses and what turns her on.
In any case, I proceeded southward. She was pretty juicy, and I figured she was a bit worked up from the sex scenes in the movie. It may have been my imagination, but I thought she smelled a little different, too. Quite sexy, for sure, just a little different, and stronger. But I know the female chemistry can change over a month, so maybe it was that. It was pretty hot, though, and i found myself really getting into it, and I brought her to a nice climax more quickly than usual.
I moved up between her legs and we started fucking. I was kissing her; she is usually okay with being kissed after I go down on her, if she's pretty hot and bothered, and I soon realized she might come again, from the fucking, if I could hold out. She doesn't always come from fucking, but when she does, it's really worth it. Nothing compares to the sensation of being deep inside a tight pussy when the girl is coming on your cock. It's amazing.
So she's moaning and whimpering, and I'm holding back as much as I can, and then I feel her cunt seem to clutch my cock, a couple of times, and i can feel her wetness running down my balls and that's about all it takes and I'm really shooting my load, and it's great.
Bella
I wonder if he could tell I'd been with a girl, earlier. I'm bisexual, though Dan doesn't know that yet; we've only been dating a few months. When I say "bisexual," it sounds like 50-50. Actually, It's more like 60-40, or even 70-30, straight-to-bi. I mostly like guys, but every now and then I have a craving to get off with a girl.
I'd been with Mandy that afternoon, and one thing had led to another. We'd made out and eventually it led to sex at her place. There are a couple of girls I've dated in the last year or so, but Mandy might be the most fun, as she doesn't put pressure on me. We just have fun. With some girls, there are expectations, like they want to go down on you, which means they expect you to go down on them. I don't mind eating pussy, just not as a steady diet. I like being eaten out myself, but then I feel like I need to return the favor, and sometimes I'm just not in the mood for that. I like touching each other, or even touching ourselves, together. I love tribbing, and can really get off on that. Something about rubbing our pussies together, her wet pussy kissing mine, especially when we're scissoring, so we can really get them together, almost clit-to-clit.
I also like nipple-to-clit, rubbing my clit on another girl's tit, feeling that nipple sliding over my clit. I can come really hard that way, have even squirted a couple of times. The first time was embarrassing, as I hadn't expected it, hadn't even known that I could squirt. I was kind of freaked out, and never did that again with her. But another time, with a different girl, she was cool about it, even a little turned on.
But I like fucking, a lot, and I like when a guy goes down on me, especially someone like Dan, who's more skilled than most guys, and really takes his time. I suck him now and then, and enjoy doing it, but not to come in my mouth, but he's a gentleman about that and warns me in time. But when he licks my pussy, he doesn't expect me to go down on him, and usually we fuck afterward.
That afternoon, Mandy and I had had a heated tribbing session and I had a really nice orgasm. But I was a little late getting home, and barely had time to change clothes before my date with Dan.
When he kissed me hello, he looked at me, and asked if I was wearing a different perfume. For a moment, I panicked. Could he smell Mandy on me? But then I realized he meant actual perfume, not the natural kind, and I just said we'd been trying on perfume samples at the mall. I think he bought it.
Mandy thinks I should just tell him the truth, but I'm not ready yet. Dan is nice, and we have a nice thing going, and I don't want to either ruin it if he's turned off by it, or make it weird if he's turned on by it and would expect a threesome or something, and I'm not ready for that.
It was a little awkward at first, when we were back at my place, drinking and making out, and I felt a little guilty, because I'd had sex with a girl the same day, but then the idea that I was about to have sex with a guy after I'd had sex with a girl on the same day--a first for me--then that idea really got into my head, and I was super turned on. When he moved to go down on me, I thought about stopping him, but didn't have a good reason, and by then I was really into the idea of coming in his mouth the same day I'd come against Mandy's pussy, and I just couldn't resist. And I came pretty hard.
And when he kissed me, well, I am okay with the taste of my pussy, and sometimes I even lick my fingers during and after masturbating, but I kept thinking of Mandy. Had he tasted her on me? Because her juices had definitely been mixed with mine, which is why I had wanted to take a shower, and then I was kissing him back, and tasting his mouth and wondering whether it was all me that I was tasting on him or some of Mandy, too, and, geez, that thought started to get me off, and in no time I was coming again, and then I felt him spurt into me.
So it was good for both of us. All three of us, actually, because Mandy had come earlier, too, rubbing against me, and then we'd masturbated together. I've done that a bunch of times with girls, and it's fun, but never with a guy yet, and I'd never seen a guy jerk off, except in porn movies, and they don't count. Maybe Dan and I could do it together sometime if I can get up the nerve. I'm sure he'd probably love it.
So this was, like, four orgasms for me in one day. Fuck. Maybe I should tell him about my "tendencies," to be fair. He'd probably jerk off, thinking about it, and then maybe I'd get to see him come.
Dan
We'd had sex a bunch of times before that night, but that night was the best. I was pretty proud of myself that I made her come twice. In the morning, after waking up beside her, we fucked again. It was only the second time I'd stayed over, and it was so sexy waking up with her. I would gladly have eaten her out again, but she said she felt grungy, though I persuaded her to fuck, and it was nice. She didn't come, but I stroked her clit afterward and got her off. I thought we might take a shower together, which we hadn't done yet, but she said she was in a hurry because she had some stuff she needed to do that day, so I went home. Maybe next time.
Bella
The shower felt good. A little too good, as it turned out. I was washing off the evidence of my sluttiness, using the handheld shower head to rinse off, and when the spray hit my pussy, it started to tingle. I'd come earlier, when Dan had touched my clit, but it was not a super strong climax, not like last night, the thought of which made me wanting more. So I tried a couple of settings on the shower head until I found a nice pulsing and it was soon working magic on my pussy, and I was soon coming again.
I dried off and started getting dressed, thinking I had banished the lust-demons of the night before, and there, in my underwear drawer, was my pink vibrator, looking at me. I looked at it for a long moment, as if I was mentally wrestling with it, telepathically or something. "Fuck," I sighed, resigning myself, and reached for it, and the bottle of lubricant. I was soon up on my knees, holding it against my clit, and occasionally sliding down and letting it penetrate me, thinking about everything from the day before, Mandy, and then Dan, imagining them both here, with me on top of her riding her tit and Dan licking my pussy at the same time, somehow, and stroking his cock, too, which is probably impossible in the real world, and Mandy frantically rubbing her clit, and we're all counting down so that we come at the same time, and with that image, I came again, and I squirted a little, thinking, now I'll have to change the sheets, but I didn't care.
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Bella (continued)
"Girl, you really need to tell him."
That was Mandy, and it was about two weeks after we'd last been together. We were sitting in the living room at her place, drinking coffee.
"I know," I said.