The Last Incubus: Chapter 15
Chapter 15: Sex with a technical virgin.
"But when I approached her, I did not find proof of her virginity." ~ Deuteronomy 22 v. 14.
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Arriving at Tina's house, the first thing I noticed was a note taped to the banister.
"Strip and wait in your room."
When I got to the top of the stairs, I heard Tina and Leslie whispering behind Tina's bedroom door. I started to tune in with my enhanced demonic hearing, but it was obvious that Leslie was having some last-minute misgivings.
Deciding to let them figure it out on their own, I went into my room and closed the door. I debated whether to get undressed or not, but then I remembered how fired up Tina was about this evening. If Leslie wasn't interested in me, Tina was, and I was horny. I found being in Miss Goodman's body and feeling my nipples rubbing against the front of that dress to be very...stimulating. I wondered if all breasts were that sensitive, or if that was something unique to Miss Goodman. Curiously, I decided it was most likely because I was still a sex demon in a female form.
I was sitting naked at my desk reading with my Ancient History textbook on my lap when Tina opened the door. She was also naked.
"She's ready for you," she announced.
"Is she sober?" I asked.
"We both had a glass of wine with supper. But that was hours ago. Come on, quit stalling."
"I just want to be sure that I have her full consent. I understand this is a big deal for her," I replied, standing up.
"Oh," Tina said, looking at my crotch.
"Now what?" I asked.
"It's bigger," she remarked. For some odd reason, Tina talked about my cock like it was a third person in the room.
"I thought that's what you wanted."
"Yeah, for me. But I didn't think you would actually change it. I told Lezzie it was only 6 inches."
"It's 6 inches around. Does that count? I can make it smaller if you'd like," I replied.
"No, I like the size. How big is it when it's erect?" she asked.
"Eight and a half inches," I replied.
"You measured it?"
"Not me. Um. A friend."
"I want to meet this friend someday. But right now, Lezzie's waiting for us. I hope she doesn't freak when she sees it."
There was a touch of concern in her voice, and the look on her face made me suspicious that she was holding something back.
"What do you mean?"
She smiled nervously. "It's nothing, really. Except for the fact that technically, Lezzie's a virgin."
I felt a purr-like rumble in my groin, in direct contrast to a growing feeling of apprehension for the rest of me.
"What do you mean by 'technically'? Is she a virgin or not?"
"It's all in how you define virgin. I mean, she's been having sex for years."
"Okay. So how does that make her a virgin?"
"She just hasn't had it with a man. It's always been with other women."
I let out an exasperated sigh. "And you're just letting me know this now?"
"I just found out myself about an hour ago. But we've used plenty of toys in the past. It's not like she hasn't enjoyed being penetrated."
"Are you sure she really wants this?"
"Absolutely! Now hurry up before she changes her mind," she said impatiently as she turned to leave.
Tina's last words, 'before she changes her mind,' were still ringing in my head as I followed her down the hall. I stood in the hallway as she opened the door. I wanted to ask her about nipple sensitivity but now was not the time.
"Here he is!" she announced, walking in.
I peeked my head around the door. Leslie was naked, sitting on the bed facing away from me with her arms folded under her breasts. She turned her head to look when Tina made her announcement. Her moderately sized aura was lustfully white, but the images I was getting were all over the place. I saw curiosity, playfulness, second thoughts, and hesitation. Part of her wanted to 'just get this over with,' but at the same time, what she enjoyed the most about sex was a long, slow tease.
I gulped, trying to digest it all.
"Hi. Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked quietly, looking at Leslie.
"Ross! I already told you she's ready for you," Tina complained.
"No, I'm not sure," Leslie replied.
"Is it okay if I come in and we just talk? Um, I'm naked."
"We already went over this. I don't see why we have to--" Tina protested.
"I guess it's only fair. I'm naked, too. Not that you haven't already seen me naked before," Leslie replied.
As I walked in the room, Leslie's eyes were drawn to my semi-erect penis.
"I thought you said he was only six inches!" Leslie remarked, looking at Tina.
"Well... it was, the last time I saw it, but he's had a... a growth spurt," she explained, blushing.
"I've seen advertisements for pills that could do that, but I thought that was just a gimmick for guys with inadequacy issues," Leslie commented, sardonically.
"I didn't take any pills. I had a growth spurt last weekend and this was part of it," I said, trying to catch Tina's attention.
"Lezzie, you saw him last week. Doesn't he look a lot taller to you? Remember we tried to get him to show us his penis, but he was too shy?" Tina added.
"Now that you mention it, I guess he does look taller. But I'll have to take your word about trying to get him to show us his thing. I was pretty drunk at the time," Leslie replied. She hadn't taken her eyes off my crotch since I entered the room.
"Okay if I sit on the bed next to you?" I asked, hoping to change the conversation.
She hesitated. "I thought you just wanted to stick it in me," she replied tersely.
"No, I really did just want to talk. I'll keep my hands to myself, I promise."
"I thought you were just going to--" Tina began.
I interrupted. "Tina, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear what Leslie has to say. I know that she's not into guys and she's feeling uncomfortable right now. I respect that and I don't want her to feel disrespected or judged. This is a big step for her, and I understand how much courage it takes for her willingness to go out of her comfort zone. I admire her for that."
Like Tina, Leslie was a beautiful woman, with a gorgeous face, attractive breasts and a well-toned body. Her light-brown pubic hair was short cropped and trimmed into a neat landing strip. Between her and Tina, it was quickly becoming obvious how much my body appreciated the view.
"You're just saying that to let me let you put your filthy dick in me," Leslie accused, watching my cock rise to attention. Despite her words, her aura got brighter.
"You're extremely attractive, and it's obvious what your body does to me. But if this is your first experience with a flesh and blood penis, it should be something special, even if you're not into men. I agreed to do this because Tina said you were curious. But if you're feeling pressured or if you think that I'm only here to use you to get my jollies off, then I'm going back to my room to study," I explained.
Leslie's aura flared. It had a very feminine fragrance of lilies and violets along with a natural muskiness. She looked up at Tina, who was still standing by the foot of the bed.
"He's really good. Smooth."
"I told you! I would never try to set you up with some kind of sexual demon--deviant. I meant sexual deviant, not demon," Tina hastily corrected.
She glanced at me as I shook my head slightly.
Leslie's aura expanded and glowed an even whiter. So, I asked her. "Tell me what you're thinking. Tina said you agreed to this, but I get the impression that you have some reservations."
"Well, at first, I agreed just to get her off my case. I mean, she was so insistent and raved about how good it felt, that I thought if I said yes, it would shut her up. But the more I thought about it, the more I was afraid it would somehow change me or change how I thought about myself sexually. I like being a lesbian. Guys can be pretty shallow, and the last thing I need is some guy bragging afterwards that he turned me heterosexual or that I was his sexual conquest or something."
She probably wasn't aware that she was looking at my crotch as she spoke. It was as if she was talking to my cock.
I resisted the strong urge to say, 'my eyes are up here,' especially since I had been staring at her breasts. I needed to unravel the complex tangle of her aura, but the direct approach was definitely not the way to do it.
"Leslie," I said, watching her eyes.
I waited until she lifted her gaze. She flushed slightly suddenly realizing where she had been looking.
"Leslie, I give you my word that whatever happens will stay just between us. I would never treat you or any woman as a conquest. I have too much respect for you and myself to even think that. But it sounds to me like you're still having doubts about my sincerity. I know there is nothing I can say to change that, so I'm going to give you some space to decide for yourself. There's no pressure, and I'll accept whatever you decide. I'll be in my room reading, if you think you can trust me and still want to do this, then come and get me. But you must come alone," I said, looking at Tina on that last sentence.
"No hard feelings?" Tina quipped.
"Tina!" Leslie and I shouted at the same time.
"Sorry," she smirked.
With that, I left the room. But I noticed Leslie's aura was growing rapidly.
I was sitting naked at my desk when I heard a quiet rap on the door a few minutes later.
"Come in."
Leslie entered and closed the door behind her. She sat on the bed next to my chair.
"Ross, I thought about what you said, and I trust you. I think it's sweet of you to offer yourself without thinking you're going to change my mind about being a lesbian," she said softly.
"Are you worried about that?"
"Maybe a little."
"Well then we shouldn't--"
"No. What I meant to say is that I'm not worried about you. I'm worried about me. What happens if I like it?"
I smiled. "I hope you do like it. I hope you like it a lot. But that shouldn't change how you feel about yourself or who you are. Maybe it will change how you think about guys. Yeah, a lot of us act like crude, selfish pigs. But we're not all like that, at least I hope not."
She had no way of knowing how much my attitude was based upon my experience with April. I was still feeling guilty about what I had done to her. The last thing I wanted was to change how she felt about herself. That meant I needed to curb that beast inside me. No easy task, especially with Leslie's incredibly good looks and Tina egging us both on.
"I'm ready to try this. How do you want to do it?" She was talking to my crotch again.
"That's up to you. I want this to be a special night for you, but I also want you to feel safe and in control."
