The idea of somehow seducing or subverting Jennifer into going down on a girl definitely got under my skin. The experience the three of us had was fun for me and I was interested in doing it again, but Jennifer seemed to totally shut down after that. I didn't know how Rebecca got her to go along with it in the first place. In a way, Jennifer's complete shying away from the subject every time one of us talked to her only got me more intrigued at the thought of cracking her.
So, when Rebecca called me on the phone a few nights after our first experience, I was pretty excited. I was pretty certain what she wanted to talk about, and I was right. Our conversations always ended up centering on how we could get her into having sex with girls. First, we knew we had to figure out why she had been so hesitant and had completely shot down the idea of doing anything else with the three of us. Had she decided she was completely straight, or was she just afraid? Personally, I had a suspicion that she had a secret unconscious thing for Rebecca, and seeing me and her have sex probably bothered Jennifer quite a bit.
Our phone conversations kept me in a kind of continual horny daze. Every night I'd rush home to call Rebecca and talk more about our plans. The idea of seducing and controlling Jennifer like that was just so erotic to me. I couldn't get it off of my mind. We even started to text about it during the day. Should we get her drunk again? I thought that wouldn't work, because she probably wouldn't even meet us and drink with us in the first place -- it would be too obvious what our intentions were. She and Rebecca still hung out, because they were best friends, so I suggested Rebecca make the first move, but Rebecca thought Jennifer wouldn't trust her enough that way for awhile. She had a point -- Rebecca was a very sexual person, and liked sex just for its own sake, and not necessarily as part of a relationship. Some people, especially Jennifer, could misinterpret that badly as callousness.
These ideas kept running around in my head and making me constantly turned on. It was all so new, and strange, and subversive -- I loved it! At first, I would masturbate after I got off the phone, but, as we talked more and more, I couldn't wait that long. Rebecca had no problem playing with herself while talking on the phone with me, and that just added to the whole effect. Pretty soon, we would talk about ways to seduce Jennifer on the phone while openly masturbating together. It was strangely intimate, and probably the only time in my life I've ever had what basically amounted to phone sex. The whole situation was definitely getting to me, and I found myself checking out every attractive girl I passed and thinking about them sexually. I felt a tiny bit crazy, but in a good way, like there was this whole new realm of possibilities open to me. I fantasized about Rebecca's athletic body and her solid, perky breasts more often than not, and those fantasies were especially powerful when they included Jennifer going down on her, or me.
Of course, Jennifer had no idea what we had in mind for her. Actually -- I should just ask her to tell me what she was thinking back then. She is, of course, between my legs right now, a little high on licking me. It's starting to feel really damn good, so I'll let her finish me, and then ask...
*****
What was I thinking then? I think what Kira said was right. I was really hurt and feeling strange over our first encounter, and I wasn't sure why. It really bothered me to see Kira with Rebecca, and I was sort of angry in a way I couldn't really express, so I said the hell with it all and decided to just be normal old straight me and stop messing around with all the bi stuff, and definitely any bi stuff with Rebecca. She just wanted sex, and I... well... I don't know what I wanted. I couldn't really think or admit that to myself, so I just tried to ignore it. I was surprised when Kira called me and wanted to know if I was alright. She was so convincing, I actually thought she cared, and I thought I needed somebody to vent to about Rebecca, so I actually showed up to her apartment...
And of course the first thing Kira did was get us both beers. She was really sly about that, really casual. I didn't think anything of it. I did think it was strange that Kira called me, considering that I hardly knew her, but she totally explained it away.
"Well we're definitely friends now. We've been naked around each other," she said, and smiled sheepishly. "And that's more than I can say for most of my other friends."
I just kind of laughed awkwardly and nodded to that. All I wanted to do was complain about Rebecca, really, and she was as good a person as any to listen to my complaints.
"So, tell me what's wrong," Kira said, convincingly concerned. "I mean I don't know what to think really about what the three of us did, either... I've been freaking out about it a little."
I was kind of surprised. I had thought Kira was like Rebecca, and could just have sex with a girl like that and not care. I had no idea what she was really thinking. Because I was surprised, I actually told her the truth.
"Well, that... was my first orgasm ever," I suddenly blurted, surprised that I could actually admit that to someone else. I remember how surprised her expression was. I also remember thinking how cute her nose was when scrunched up, oddly enough.
"Wow, what, really?" Kira asked, shocked. "When I... when my hand was on you, and your hand was on Rebecca?"
I frowned, not wanting to think about it, because it had been really bothering me. I knew I had a girl-crush on Rebecca, and knew that a lot of my friends had similar feelings for friends and it didn't mean anything, but finally having my first orgasm in my entire life with girls made me really wonder about myself.
"Yeah, I was just never able to," I spilled almost uncontrollably. "There was always some excuse, like the guy wasn't good enough, or I was tired.... I had just kind of stopped caring about actually having an... orgasm."
