If you haven't read part 1, you should understand the story as the character development is significant. I'll give a summary of the story:
The story is true; the names are fictitious. Everyone is 18+ years old. The time is the early 1970s, and the location is San Francisco. Frank is just returning from serving in Vietnam and is about to commit suicide when Denise, a hot "hippie" girl, talks to Frank and rescues him. She lives in a house with three girls, Carrie, Sue, and Linda. Sue and Linda are sexually experienced. Denise and Carrie are not virgins but are not as wildly experienced. There is a deeper emotional connection between Frank and Carrie and Frank and Denise.
Constructive comments are welcome!
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I woke up wonderfully entangled with Carrie. She was lying close, looking at me with her deep blue eyes, her blonde hair was in a sexy mess, and her perfect breasts were touching me. My morning wood was tenting the cover, and she reached between us to gently massage my manhood.
"Good morning! I see you woke up raring to go. Thank you for yesterday. It was a dream come true for me. I thought I would never have a full experience with a man and that maybe something was wrong with me." With that, she kissed me tenderly.
I could taste our mixed juices on her lips and reflected on all we had done. Not just the incredible sex, but the heartfelt talk as well. She was the whole package; bright, magazine beautiful, sweet and caring. I marveled at how I had come to be in her arms and the arms of the other three girls. I again thought how it felt to me like Denise was my angel and now was feeling like Carrie was also an angel. It was weird to think that I was fucking two angels. I mean, who fucks angels, right? As I became more awake, my urge to pee was more pressing. I told her I needed to go pee and began to untangle myself from her, which she made difficult as she did not let go of my cock.
She squealed and said, "I'm so glad because I get to aim the hose again!"
"If you don't let go of me and let me get at least a little softer, I'm either going to piss the bed, or if I make it to the bathroom, you'll have me pissing on the ceiling. Besides, who said you got to 'aim the hose' again" I joked.
"Please."
"Okay, but give me a minute to get able to be aimed downward."
"Can't I just push it down?"
"That would hurt a lot and maybe damage me. Don't worry; it will go down soon." With that, I walked to the bathroom with Carrie right behind me. I splashed my face with cold water and even put my now cold wet hands on my penis, and it got soft enough to be aimed. Carrie again stood behind me and reached around and pulled my foreskin back, and gently aimed. When I started peeing, she acted so thrilled and excited and seemed to have as much fun as she did the first time I let her handle my hose, dancing around, giggling, aiming me all around the toilet.
When we walked out of the bathroom, the other three girls were waiting. Carrie couldn't wait to tell them about "helping me pee" and about how great the sex was the night before. I went to get dressed, and all four followed into Carrie's room, I guess so they could watch me. Before I could get started dressing, they asked if I wanted to take a shower, which I thought was a good idea.
They immediately decided that only 2 of them could shower with me at a time, and they would draw straws to see who it would be. Linda quickly came back with four straws, two short and two longer, which she handed to me and said the two long straws would shower with me today. I turned around and put the straws in one hand, and turned back to them. Denise and Sue drew the long straws, and we went off to shower.
Denise got in, then I got in, and then Sue got in, so I had a girl in front and back of me. I started at her very sexy honey blonde hair, which had strands of slightly darker hair. I soaped Denise up generously, making sure not to miss even the tiniest spot. I paid particular attention to her fantastic tits and nipples, massaging and caressing, enjoying how her nipples became rigid and more colored. I knelt so I could get to her legs (I am 6'4" and she was about 5'6"), and I massaged and soaped my way up her calves to her shapely and well-toned thighs.
Her muff was trimmed and the same enticing color as her hair. Her labia was plump but just large enough to house her vagina and clitoris.
I gently washed the outside and all around her labia, then rinsed her spreading her nether lips slightly. She had started moaning, which increased when I began licking up and down her slit, lightly flicking her clit. She made a little "yip!" when I drove my tongue into her vagina and nearly collapsed when I found her g-spot with a finger and then my tongue.
She tasted sweet-salty-tangy. I just couldn't stop eating her out. I reached around and stuck a finger into her tight asshole, and she announced she was going to cum. Her climax wasn't as earth-shattering as the other day, but her juices began flowing, and she asked me to stop so she wouldn't fall. She dropped down and began to wash my legs and worked her way up to my balls and penis, on which she lavished great care. She rinsed then started sucking on me with enthusiasm. Sue, who had been washing my back and playing with my ass, asked when I was going to "take care of her," so I reluctantly pulled my dick out of Carrie's mouth and washed and pampered her.
I eventually managed to get Sue next to the shower so she could rinse off. The shower started to run cold, so we decided it was time to get out and dry off. This was also a lot of fun as we dried each other off and kissed. We eventually went out and got dressed.
As we sat around just idly talking, I told them I would like to make them dinner later. The girls told me they planned to have some friends over and had anticipated just getting pizza. I told them I made a pretty good pizza, and I would be happy to do that. They said they might have 4 or 5 people, and I assured them that would be no problem. I would need to get stuff and make the dough soon so it would have time to be ready. Denise said she would go with me and show me where to get things and that she wanted to help me get some more clothes anyway.
Denise took me to a second-hand store that sold clothes, picked out a couple of pairs of jeans and a few shirts and a couple of bandannas. I think she wanted to dress me in style more like herself and her friends. Then we went to a park where we sat close together on a bench. She nestled close under my arm.
"My friends like you, and I'm so glad they do."
"Well, I like them too, but I think they like my cock mostly," I said with a laugh.
"I can't imagine any girl that wouldn't be in love with your cock, but I think they do care about you. For certain, Carrie thinks you are the most wonderful man ever, and I have to agree with her. Linda and Sue think you are great, and even though they may not show it the same way, they do care about you."
"I feel like you are my angel. That may sound crazy to you, but you saved me and made me feel like I could be human again. When Carrie said such sweet words to me, and everybody just hugged and kissed me, I felt like you all were forgiving me even though I am not sure that I deserve to be forgiven. It felt like you had gathered your angel friends to carry me through the darkness and back into the light.
That day when you came and sat beside me on the curb still fills me with amazement. You had no reason to sit with me. You had no reason to stay with me after I told you what a monster I had been. I figured you would spit on me and leave, and I didn't want to make any excuses for myself. That's why I didn't tell you what had happened just before I got drafted. You see, I was engaged and my fiancΓ© wrote me a letter saying she was too young to be a widow or to wait for me and further, and that I was too nice, I would probably not be coming back, so we were over. I believed I was going to die and didn't care, but I also knew that the other guys were depending on me, so I fought without fear or hesitation."
"The only thing monster about you is your cock, and believe me, that is fine! Your ex-fiance is a sick and stupid person, and I can only hope she fixes herself before it is too late. You deserve someone who loves you and won't desert you. When she is old and looks back, she will have regrets. It is horrific what she did to you. You are strong and good and will get through all of this and come out better than ever, trust me."
It was soon time to get back to the house so I could get to work on the pizza. Denise and Carrie asked if they could help, and I gladly accepted. Soon my sous-chefs and I were scurrying around and had things ready. We just needed to wait for the dough to rise and the guests to arrive.
Carrie and Denise said we should relax in her room and she wanted to see me in the new clothes (new to me--they were from the second-hand store). We went to her room, and the girls had me down to my underwear quickly--they seemed to enjoy stripping me. I did put the clothes on, and they said how great I looked. They decided I should wear bell-bottom jeans and a tie-dyed shirt with a bandana, shades of Jimmie Hendrix! I agreed, and we laid on the bed with me in the middle and them with a leg each thrown over me. It felt perfect. They felt and smelled fantastic.