I had always been nervous around girls, and I was 19 when I finally plucked up the courage to ask out a girl at a course I was on. Her name was Lindsay, and although she wasn't what you would call beautiful, she was nice looking in a certain way. She was also a virgin, and over the next two years dating, it was cat and mouse whether I could get her to finally have sex with me.
During that time I met up with my cousin Brian again. We had been very close when we were young, but like most family relationships, we had drifted apart over the years. Now we became as close as before, and we started to hang out at the weekend. He had a girlfriend called Jenny, and even though Lindsay was reluctant, she would accompany me to Brian's house. There were a couple of others hanging around, boys and girls, and one drew my attention.
Her name was Susan, and she was gorgeous. She looked like one of those 70's hippy chicks, flared trousers and weird dress sense. She was 5'5, slim, long light brown hair, and lovely long legs. I found out she had dated Brian at school. They had broken up, but had remained friends. Another girl who kept cropping up was Trisha, and I noticed Brian's attention was constantly drawn to her. Susan and Trisha were best friends from Primary School, and were inseparable. Susan had a boyfriend, but he didn't meet up with the rest of us.
Lindsay hated that she didn't have me to herself, and had started getting stroppy and then stopped going, hoping I would stop too. I had started to feel smothered by her, and had kept going alone. The weekend was just hanging out, some drinking, some music, and for a few, some pot. Susan and Trisha were into that in moderation. I had gained a bit of confidence after meeting Lindsay, and had tried my luck with Susan, but was shot down early on. The months passed, and Brian and Jenny split, and the following week he and Trisha were an item.
As jobs and study became a thing, some of the weekend crowd drifted off, leaving Trisha, Brian, and Susan as the remaining full time attendants, along with me of course. I had continued to admire Susan from afar, and had kept trying to chat her up. Once when I had a bit too much to drink, I had inadvertently blurted out to her that I was still a virgin.
She had laughed at first, but seeing my embarrassment, had reassured me it wasn't a big deal. I then told her that Lindsay and I had booked a holiday, and that she had agreed we could finally have sex. I really don't know why I had opened up so much to her, but from then on she seemed a bit keener on me.
On holiday the deed was done. It was a two months before my 21st, and although it was good to have the virgin tag erased, sex between us was a disaster. With both our inexperience, it took ages to penetrate her, and when I did it was just in and out, in and out, while Lindsay laid rigid until it was over. The next few times weren't much of an improvement, and a gap started to grow between us.
It was then I made a play on Susan, and to my surprise, it worked. We ended up going on a date, with Brian and Trisha saying that it was about time.
At the end of our date, Susan and I ended up back at her place and she surprisingly asked me to stay the night. Lying in bed with her, I was so nervous that I had trouble getting it up. It took a while, and some coaxing from Susan for us to finally do it. It felt like the best moment in my life.
Susan still had an on and off relationship with her boyfriend. He seemed to just show up for sex with her, then vanish for days or weeks at a time.
The next day I broke it off with Lindsay. Susan hadn't made any long term commitment, but the following week she said we could give it a go. Her boyfriend had come round for sex, and afterward had informed her that he was now living with another woman. She threw him out.
Sex was great between us, and I had improved rapidly. Morning noon and night we were at it, like randy rabbits. Susan's favourite was when I would go down on her, joking that she had never been with anyone so eager to do it as much as me. It was something that Lindsay had never let me do, and it was something that really turned me on.
The next couple of years were perfect. Susan and I, Brian and Trisha. We were hardly apart. We would spend the entire weekend together, and go on double dates. I had moved in with Susan by this time, and Brian had done the same with Trisha. Sex between us continued to grow, and we experimented with things. We had outdoor sex, sex in dozens of positions, oral sex, although she always pulled her mouth away before I came. But that didn't really matter. Anal was one no go, and I stopped hassling her about it.
Then one night in bed I asked her about her past boyfriends. She had been secretive about it in the past, not giving me any details.
"I'm not telling you." she said "You know I went out with Brian. Well after we broke up I went to University. I had a couple of boyfriends, and some one-night stands. But that's all I'm saying."
"I was just wondering." I had asked.
"When guys ask, it's not long before it's, was he better in bed than me? Does he have a bigger cock than me? They never think about why the woman is now with them rather than their previous lovers."
And that had been that, or so I thought. Then after sitting silent for a bit, she continued.
"You know Trisha and I have been best friends since Primary School?"
"Yes"
"One time after Brian and I split up, Trisha and I had gone swimming. We had flirted with a few guys in the pool, and gotten ourselves quite excited. We went to change. It was the old fashioned cubicles. The doors had a gap in the bottom, and only went to chest height. Bit useless if you ask me. We had shared a cubicle and towelled each other off, kidding with each other about which guys we fancied and what we wanted them to do to us. I was naked and had leaned on the door, dreaming of some of the scenarios I fancied.
Trisha had started fondling my bum, asking me which guy I wanted to touch me. With my arms leaning on the door, my chin dropped onto it as well, as I went into a daydream, telling her my desires. Her hands had cupped my breasts, and my body began to tingle. We had did things together when we were younger, so this was nothing new. But here with women, some naked, walking past feet away from us, took it to a new level. Her hand then went to my pussy, and I opened my legs to give her access. Without realising it, she was on her knees and I moaned as I felt her tongue lap my cunt. It felt so good. Between licks she asked which guy I wished was between my legs. I was so lost in ecstasy that I couldn't answer. Then reality hit. Out of my erotic haze, I focused on two young women standing staring at me, but I had been oblivious. As my eyes focused, seeing their smiles, I saw their eyes drop, looking at the bottom of the door. Then it struck me. They could see Trisha kneeling between my legs. I quickly shoved her away and we both dressed. We were mortified, and made a quick getaway. After a while we found it hilarious, but it was anything but at the time."
"Holy fuck." I said
"Someone's excited," she said, touching my cock through my jeans. "Maybe I should tell you more about my past."
"Can we go to bed?" I asked panting.
We fucked for ages that night, thoughts of her with Trisha running through my head.
We had been together for over two years, and my mind was set on marrying her. I had bought a ring and went to see Brian.
"Brian, I'm going to ask Susan to marry me." I said, opening my hand to show him the ring.
He looked shocked. "What's wrong?" I asked.
He went to his pocket and opened his hand to show me the ring he had got for Trisha."
"How is that possible?" we both said together.
Both girls agreed to marry us, and then the planning started. We decided to have a double wedding, and have a honeymoon together, all four of us. Everything was arranged, and once again everything remained perfect.
It wasn't to last. Four months to go to the wedding, tragedy struck. Susan and Trisha had went to town. There had been a bad accident and Trisha had been hit by a van. Susan had stayed at Trisha's side while the ambulance arrived, but Trisha was pronounced dead on the way to hospital. Susan was gutted, as was Brian. Trisha had briefly regained consciousness and talked with Susan before the ambulance arrived, but had known her time was up.
I didn't know what to do, these three people being my world for so long. I tried my best to comfort Susan and Brian, but felt like I came up short.
The funeral was a week later, and although Susan seemed to have recovered slightly, Brian looked like an empty shell.
Afterwards, Susan accompanied me home, but then decided she had to go back out.
"Kevin, I need to go to Brian. I need to see he is all right."
I had thought of going with her, but knew she could do a better job alone. I felt like there was nothing I could say or do to make him feel better.
"Go to him."
"I love you, I just need to be there for him, see he is alright."
"Just go and see he is okay." I said.
I was due back at work the next day, but Susan had a few days off.
I texted her late that night,
"How is he?"
"Not good." she replied, then sent another
