The day after I finally lost my virginity, Laura and I talked about it. She wanted to know how I felt.
"Oh, man, I feel great. No wonder everybody talks about sex all the time. There's nothing like it."
One thing had puzzled me, so I asked. "Why didn't you want to do it? Was it me? Was it because there were three of us?"
Laura got a huge grin on her face. "God, I loved being there. Watching you two screwing, and being so close... that was so damn hot I couldn't believe it! I think I like watching. Maybe when I start having sex I'll do it with people watching. Seriously! Just being naked in front of you two is exciting, but that was unbelievable!"
"Then you didn't want to have sex with me," I stated.
""Oh, no, not at all," she corrected. "It wasn't you. I think it would be great to have sex with you." She looked at me with a sexy, flirty, smile. "And some day I hope I find out." Then her face became more serious. "I'm just not ready to do it yet. Understand?"
"Well, no," i answered honestly. "But it certainly is your decision. I won't pressure you. But let me tell you, if it's anything for girls like it was for me, you're missing out on a lot."
I added, "How is it for girls? I mean, how is Emily?"
"Oh, Emily couldn't quit talking about it. She loved it. It sure erased the idea she had about sex from that shithead Brad."
"Really?" I liked the sound of that. It made me feel good about myself.
"Oh, yeah. Emily thinks I should definitely do it. She said you'd make me a new woman."
"Whenever you're ready," I grinned.
"Well, are you ready for more?" I looked puzzled, so she went on. "Emily wants to do some more. Maybe some experimenting."
"Experimenting?" I was shocked. Again. "I don't know what that means, but I think I'm definitely interested."
"You can find out in about an hour," she smiled. "Emily's coming over."
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The first thing Emily did when she got there was to come up to me, give me a kiss, and a big hug.
"Thank you," she said. "I loved yesterday. It felt sooo gooood!"
I agreed. "Yeah, it was great. But I should thank you."
"It wasn't just the sex. That was great. But that experience with Brad was bad. I thought of it so often. And I was thinking maybe that was how sex really was, at least for me. Now I know it's not. And all that Brad stuff is, well, not gone, but it helps."
Without much more talking, we found ourselves slowly removing each other's clothes. We joked, giggled, and generally enjoyed ourselves doing it. There was no rush, no desperation, just a really enjoyable activity. Of course, we were getting excited, too. At least we could tell I was.
With our clothes off and our hands all over each other, we had gotten into Laura's room. Emily seemed to have things planned.
"Get on the bed," she told me. "On your back."
I did as she said, my erection sticking proudly up into the air.
She looked at Laura. "You straddle his head and let him eat you out."
We were both surprised, but certainly willing. Laura put her knees on either side of my head, her back to the headboard. Her pussy blocked my view of anything else. Well, what else would I want to look at with her pussy that close? I raised my hands up to her crotch, feeling along her slit. It was only the slightest bit damp, but when I found her hole with my finger I found more wetness.
Emily placed her hands on Laura's thighs. "Lower yourself down. Let him lick your snatch."