The evening that I took Lillian around to Ed's home, to receive the fucking that she had requested, is one that I (and she) will never forget.
Ed and I had decided she should be introduced to him with 'the countertop'.
So I had forewarned little Lillian that their sex might be rough, that she might discover she was being slid all around Ed's kitchen benchtop, and that she might find Ed's well-endowed manhood felt a little 'tighter' to her than those to which she was more accustomed.
I suggested, from my experience, that she close her eyes and enjoy what he was giving her...and, perhaps, she should endeavour to (as females usually try to do) 'reward' Ed by periodically squeezing his hard-on with her vaginal muscles. And he would then, inevitably, fill her with a load of cum.
And I promised that, whilst I would be present and watching, I would try to be as 'invisible' as possible.
Jokingly, I asked Lillian if her pubes would still be well-trimmed for her meeting with Ed that night.
I've told you that Lillian has the knack of surprising me, and she immediately did so by dropping her pants and removing her undies.
OMG, there was not a hair in sight!
Lillian was completely, totally bald down there.
"How's that?" she proudly asked, before explaining that one of the guys who had previously screwed her had also suggested she become a baldie again.
And, if I may say so, it really suited her.
I instinctively wanted to give that now-bald area a bit of a feel, just to see how smooth it really was -- but I resisted the temptation. Lillian probably wouldn't have minded -- in fact she probably would have happily guided my hand down her nakedness from just above her crotch to between her legs.
But there was something else that caught my eye. Either side of her mound -- her mound which, last time I had seen it, was definitely a little hairy -- and in an area normally hidden by her knickers, were tattoos of seven small 'tick' symbols. Three on her left and four on her right. One was in red ink, the remainder in black.
I simply had to ask her what they were for.
"One for each different guy whose had me in bed," she replied. "Jim, Jason, Vu, ..."
"And the red tick?" I enquired.
"That's for Vic, the virgin -- a virgin until I made a man of him!"
"OMG, Lillian. I don't think I've ever taken a guy's virginity. What was it like?" I asked.
"Good and bad," she replied. "I felt sorry for Vic when I discovered he was still a virgin, knowing most of his mates probably were not, so it felt good introducing him to something he'd probably like...which he did! But, he didn't know much about foreplay and came fairly quickly that first time, so it wasn't as sexually satisfying for me as being filled by guys who are a lot more experienced."
"I know it sounds a bit clinical but, if I was to bed another virgin guy, I'd ideally like to give him hand jobs -- or perhaps oral - each day for a few days before we actually did it, to give him some practice of holding his cum."
"So you'll be adding a tick for Ed in a few days' time?" I enquired, returning to the subject of Lillian's tattoos.
"In black," Lillian cheekily replied.
As we drove over to Ed's home, we both acknowledged that the arrangement -- and what was to happen that evening -- was quite unusual. Few girls arrange for their girlfriends to be penetrated by 'their man' (although it is perhaps more common than is generally acknowledged for 'their man' to [secretly] screw their girlfriends!), and few couples willingly agree for another girl to be present and to witness them 'playing hide the salami' -- especially so on the first time they are doing it!
And this, quite predictably, led us to talking about sex for the remainder of the drive.
At one point I suggested that sex was something that girls needed, rather than simply something that girls liked. Lillian had never had this idea put to her before -- but she thought that I was quite correct and she thought that, perhaps, this was one reason why she had become quite sexually active and why she had asked me to arrange her meeting that night with Ed.
Lillian confessed that since puberty she had experienced a very strong urge -- a very strong need -- to have sex. But she had suppressed it...and had graduated to university intent on quickly 'liberating' herself from that suppression. She had previously masturbated, fulfilling some of her innate need to have sex. But, as she had rapidly discovered after having become sexually active, 'playing with herself' - no matter how well or how often she did so -- never completely satisfied her sexual needs...whereas having 'real sex' with a guy was unquestionably a hell of a lot more sexually satisfying.
I had to agree with much of what she said.
"It would be interesting to know how much sex a girl actually needs," Lillian then suggested.
"Lots!" we both replied with a laugh.
It was fascinating being there when Ed met Lillian. After all, not every man greets a girl for the first time knowing she has specifically come to see him to be fucked!
He indicated he was pleased to meet her and asked "may I give you a kiss?"
She, instinctively, offered him her cheek, to which he responded "come on Lillian, in the circumstances perhaps something a bit more than that would be appropriate" and then proceeded to give her a full-on, direct-on-her-lips kiss.
I think this defined the relationship for both of them: that they were very soon to be fuck buddies, even if it only might be for this one occasion.
After a bit of small talk -- mostly with Ed telling Lillian what he had learned about her from me -- a familiar (to me) pattern ensued.
Ed asked Lillian if he could remove her top and bra...and then her pants and knickers.
She, of course, offered no objection.
And she took this as a cue to remove his shirt and pants.
I wondered whether Ed had ever undressed an Asian girl before. I'd have loved to have asked him what he thought of Lillian standing there, completely naked, less than an arm's length away.
His penis -- far from flaccid -- gave me a good clue!
Lillian's body was less revealing about how she was feeling...but I sensed she was eager to 'get on with it'.
A close hug followed. I could soon see Ed's penis was being pressed up between Lillian's legs.
And then he told her how beautifully warm her little body was.
Bastard!!!
At this point I decided it was time for me to 'become invisible'.
I'd decided that if I was to 'invisibly' watch a couple having sex that I should be suitably undressed for the part -- just in case one or other of them really became aware of my presence. So I slowly, quietly, removed my outer clothes and then my bra, so I was finally standing in a corner of the kitchen wearing nothing more than an unremarkable pair of panties.
Ever so gently Ed played with Lillian's bottom. I knew he would be massively turned on from just feeling it. After all, it was small, tight and petite...and, probably to Ed, enticingly feelable!
I imagined that he would, so much, love to have had a finger (and ultimately much more!) move down her anal crack and around, up into her taught little Asian ass-hole.
Lillian and Ed's kissing by now had become more intense. It was obvious to me that both were now much more relaxed with one another, and both were focussed on what was about to happen between them. They had progressed from being 'strangers' to being 'lovers' in just a few short minutes.
I could see that Ed was in no particular hurry to get Lillian up onto the bench and enter her. Instead, he was intent on fully savouring Lillian's beautiful little body...and she seemed content that he was doing so.
So for more than a few minutes Ed just let his hands run over Lillian's back and sides and down over and around her attractive little ass.
And then he turned her around and hugged her from the back -- gently cupping his hands over her tiny breasts before I could see him moving one hand down...and slowly, ever so slowly, running it from her stomach down over her mons and down between her legs. He did that numerous times...until, I imagine, he repeated the action with his middle finger finding its way deeper down into her clitoral cleavage.
I couldn't actually see it, though, from where I was standing behind Ed.
And I hadn't noticed that watching these two naked figures embracing and touching each other's bodies had also turned me on.
And I certainly wasn't aware, up until then, that my right hand had slipped inside my panties and that I was starting to finger my clit.
Shit! I'd have to be careful. I certainly didn't need to orgasm. And I did need to ensure that I remained completely silent and 'invisible'.
"Are you ready?" Ed eventually enquired.
"Mmm," Lillian replied as Ed lifted her up on to the benchtop.
Lillian lay on her back, eyes relaxed and closed.
For a few seconds I had an uninterrupted, clear view of the entranceway to Lillian's cute little love tunnel. It was just so bare...so enticing -- even to me, another girl! I could well understand the attraction that it provided to guys lucky enough to lay eyes (and then lay something else!) on it...
(and, just as equally, I could well understand why some girls are attracted to playing with their partner's pussy.)
Of course that little love tunnel had been 'open for access' to a number of guys (7 in fact, as I'd learned a few nights ago!) on numerous occasions since that evening, a year or so back, when Lillian had bled as she was being readied to lose her virginity to Jim.
But now -- in just a few seconds time - Ed's manhood would, as they say, be 'going where few men had gone before,' ultimately to pleasure Lillian...and to fulfil her desire - and her need! -- to experience what Ed was so-capably able to deliver.
