As Vivian was resting on her bed, she continued to finger her very moist vagina, and absentmindedly continued to rub her clitoris as well. Thus, she enjoyed letting the afterglow pleasures of her initial sex course throughout her body. Her thoughts centered on all the sexual opportunities lost since her puberty. She could only chastise herself for not availing herself of sexual pleasures earlier in her life. Of course she had only herself to blame, as her disdainful demeanor had discouraged any many of possible lovers. Thank God Ray Gainer was able to overlook her unbearable nature. She avowed to herself that no longer would she remain aloof and uninviting to most males; but she reserved in her mind the right to reject the truly pathetic of the male persuasion.
Unlike Ray, though, she had no inclination to foresee or to wish that their love-making would as a matter of course proceed to an exclusive relationship. Having been apprised of her sister's sexual escapades, her immediate desire was to emulate Erica. Given the stories Erica had revealed to her, Vivian realized she had a great deal of catching up to do! Although the sex with Ray was awesome, there was nothing about him that inspired a desire of limiting her future sexual liaisons exclusively to him. The fact she had a calling card to distribute her cell phone number was her way of fixing in her mind that while she was young, she would enjoy varied and multiple sexual adventures. When she got older there would be plenty of time to settle on an exclusive soul mate.
If Vivian would have known of Ray's inner thoughts as a result of their lovemaking, she would have been shocked and dismayed. She believed in Erica's assertions that guys are more interested in quantity of different sexual partners than in the quality of sex, and so she identified herself with the reverse of the clichΓ©: "What is sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose."
Mind you quality of the sex would be very important to her as well, but she believed herself to be capable of inducing great sex from her partners. Erica's advises on sexual technique certainly were invaluable but she realized based on her actions with Ray she had a natural flair for sexual innovations. That said she felt quite confident that no matter how dull her male companion might be, she would surely be able to ferret out some pleasure out of even the most mundane sexual encounter.
Since she discerned that there was nothing special about Ray as far as she was concerned still the fact that they had awesome sex was proof positive of the validity of her sexual mind set. Despite her previous off-putting nature, she was schooled by Erica's teaching into believing if she wished for spectacular sex it would be up to her to bring about such desired result. As Erica had put it, those girls who looked upon sex as a favor to be bestowed on their boyfriends were doomed to have unsatisfactory sex, whereas the enthusiastic girls would always revel in their sexual conquests. Thus, Vivian was determined that she would not cheat herself out of the good sex by reverting back to her previous unattractive attitudes. It may be difficult to change old habits, but Vivian had now concrete example of the rewards in store for her if she could indeed change her persona; if only a little bit.
Now her thinking did not mean that she would no longer be wanting more sex with Ray, but it did mean she was going to be more open and inviting. She expected to have plenty more sexual conquests before she left for college. And of course once she got into college she planned on expanding her sexual horizon to rival her sister's promiscuity. Oh yes the notion to become totally wanton held a great appeal to her!
Such an ambitious predetermination caused a lascivious smile to form on her face as she continued to taste and savor the fluids she was constantly extracting from her spent pussy. Her languid manipulations started a renewed arousal, and she became very anxious to have more sex. By what Ray had told her relief from him was unlikely until after completion of her milking chores that night, and such realization of delay was painful for her. As she was free from any farm duties till the said milking chore she became impatient for more sex. "My God", marveled Vivian, "what a complete slut have I become in such a short time."
Practically speaking in the back of her mind, she knew that with more sexual experience, she would not be so constantly horny as she was at this moment feeling. She knew that school, and escaping the farm tedium were the primary goals in her life; moving to Chicago was still the ultimate goal. She was pretty sure she would not develop into a nymphomaniac, but her pressing sexual desires of the moment tended to belie such belief. Relief of her hand masturbating her clit calmed herself somewhat, but she knew she needed some action soon, well before the availability of Ray for the night.
Her cell phone then rang, and it was Erica wanting to know all the circumstances of her sister's deflowering. Vivian was happy to oblige; detailing all the actions, and sharing her intimate feelings. Erica was satisfied with Vivian's account assured of her sister's pleasures.
Sensing that Vivian's sexual appetite was at this moment acute, Erica said, "Well sis glad to know you had a good time and enjoyed your first sex immensely. I know some of my friends had a miserable time of it when they lost their cherries, and my first time was not all that great either. But I get from your enthusiasm you are eager for some more action. Is that so?"
Vivian gushed a reply, "Oh yes! Since Ray left all I've been doing is fingering myself and tasting his cum in my twat. Doing this is OK, but I sure would like some more action!"
Erica smiled as she responded, "Well now little sis, I have a plan and it would be a first time for me as well..." And Erica outlined her plan to Vivian and asked at the end "So are you game?"
To which Vivian joyfully replied, "You betcha!"
Now acting on Erica's plan Vivian set her alarm clock for 11:30 AM to allow her to get some refreshing sleep, and to store up some stamina for expected strenuous afternoon activity. Her dreams were completely sexual, and she awoke absolutely wet in her nether regions. She then went to shower herself yet again, so that she would be squeaky clean for her afternoon companions.