she managed to offer at least token assistance as I carefully got her lying down on the bed. I stayed right with her during the process, my mostly-erect penis still deep inside her sheath. Once I was satisfied that she could breathe properly, I rearranged my arms and legs so that even though my lower body was resting on hers, I was holding my upper body over hers by resting on my elbows. She was covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, just as I was, and the feeling of our bodies sliding against each other was helping keep me erect enough to stay inside her. Her breathing was fast and shallow, so I lowered my head and began softly kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck to give her an external reference point. After a bit, she gave a little shudder and managed to croak 'Dear God that was good!'
I kissed her on the base of her neck, between her shoulders in response, but kept my silence – I was still trying to get my breath back, too.
After a bit, she started to move; I simply told her 'Unless I'm making you uncomfortable, why don't you just hold still and relax?'
She murmured 'No, you're not making me uncomfortable – you feel nice', with a smile.
I continued to hold myself over her like that for some time. There was an occasional fluttering in her vagina that did wonders for keeping me erect enough to keep our juices 'corked' inside her. But there wasn't anything that could stop it, though; as I felt myself getting close to the point where I knew I'd finally slip free of her, I was surprised to hear a soft buzzing noise coming from her. I checked her, and was amused to discover that she'd fallen asleep – and was faintly snoring!
Rather than wake her, I just waited until I felt myself slip free of her intimate grasp. I carefully moved away from her and made a quick dash to the bathroom for a damp washcloth and a towel. Back in bed, I managed to get her turned over without waking her, and gently went about cleaning her up – not just our escaping fluids, but the faint traces of blood from her defunct maidenhead. Back to the bathroom again where I cleaned myself up, as well. Once I was back next to her, I got her rolled onto her side and moved to spoon with her, my hand resting on her belly. I drifted into a half-sleep, but came awake every time she moved or her breathing changed – so I was alert and looking at her when she woke up from her little nap.
She turned her head to look at me, and awarded me an absolutely beatific smile before shifting herself so that she was lying on her back. Taking my hand, she lifted it to her lips and kissed the palm before moving it to hold her breast. Raising her hands over her head, she stretched hard enough that I could hear her muscles creak, and a few joints pop, before she relaxed again. She laid her hand on my face and lovingly told me 'I knew I was making the right choice when I wanted to give myself to you the first time. You've been so kind, and gentle, and patient with me; there was never any doubt in my mind that you loved me. But when you talked to me, too, the way you did – well, that was just the icing on the cake. And then when you made love to me, and I had those wonderful orgasms! I didn't know that a person could love someone they way you've shown me you love me; and then to help me learn what love meant, and letting me love you back, the same way – I… I just don't know how I could be so lucky, and so loved.'
I took her hand in mine and kissed it before telling her 'We love you the way we do because you deserve it – by being the kind of person you are. And if anyone is lucky, its us, for getting the chance to know you, and teach you what we've learned, so that you can be our friend, too.'
I could see the pleased surprise on her face when she asked 'I… I can be your friend, too? You, and Kelly, and Jan, and all the others – they'll let me be their friend?'
'Of course they will', I told her, smiling. 'You were our friend from the first time you came through our front door – you just didn't know it yet. But now – now you're one of our special friends, and you'll always be welcome to join us for whatever reason you want – because we love you.'
She started to cry, and told me 'I… I thought it would be over – you know, once we made love. I mean, all of them are so pretty, and they're grown women. I didn't think that any of you would want to have a kid around.'
The first thing I did was to kiss her tears away; then I told her 'But you're not a 'kid'; not in the way that matters to US – in your heart, and in your mind. You know the important part of what WE know – that makes you as grown up as you need to be for us to love you and be friends with you.'
Reassured, and happy again, she looked up at me with love in her eyes, knowing that she had a whole new group of friends that cared for her in a way that she hadn't known was possible.
After a bit, she told me 'It was so nice making love with you. That second time, after you started playing with my nipples and I reached back to touch you… I could tell that what I was doing was making you feel good. I thought that maybe you were going to squirt in me before I had another orgasm – and that would have been okay, because you made me feel so good before then. But you tried to make me excited, too, and I was getting so close when I felt you push into me the way you did. I knew that you were going to do it, and I thought I was going to miss out – but then I could feel it, you know, you squirting your stuff in me. Knowing that I made you that excited, and that I was able to make you feel good like that; well, it hit me in a way that I didn't think it would, and I started having an orgasm anyway – and it was so strong! It was like every time I felt your stuff coming out, my orgasm was starting all over again…'
With that, she realized that I had climaxed in her – and that she had only lay there since waking up. I watched as she tried to check herself to see if she was leaking or messy or anything without my noticing what she was doing. She finally realized that I was watching her, and blushed before saying 'I know you put your stuff in me, but I can't feel anything coming out, and I haven't gotten out of bed yet to clean up', her tone of voice making it clear she didn't understand what was going on. I just smiled at her and said 'It's okay, Sheri. I cleaned you up while you were asleep.'
She blushed again, embarrassed, and I had to tell her 'Don't be embarrassed, okay? That's what happens when a man and woman make love and he cums in her. I didn't think you'd want to wake up cold and wet and sticky – I know that's what happens – so I went ahead and did it for you so you could rest. Besides, I'm the one that put it there!' – the last part earning me a grin from her.
She raised up enough to give me a kiss before settling down again and telling me 'You are such a dear! I'm so glad you were my first!'
'And I'm glad you trusted me enough to make it right for you', I replied.
She just smiled, and the two of us lay there for a while before she finally said 'I think we've been in here pretty long. I'll bet the others have already finished.'
I grinned at her and said 'I'll bet they've finished a couple of times – at least. But you don't have to worry about being here. Nobody is going to bother us; I expect that Kelly and Jan have figured out what happened, and they won't disturb us, and won't let anyone else, either.'
'You really think they know we made love?'
'I'd bet money on it. But it's okay – they aren't going to be jealous or upset with you any more than they are with each other. They trust me, too, and they know that if I'm willing to make love with a girl, it's because she's a good person. And they know that if I think a girl is a good person, they'll think so, too. They trust my judgement about things like that, because I think about people the same way they do. So there's no reason for you to worry or be upset about being in here with me. Whenever we go back to the others, that'll be just fine with Kelly and Jan.'
Satisfied that there wasn't anything for her to worry about, Sheri smiled at me. A moment later, she said 'Maybe Kelly and Jan won't mind, but I'll bet my sister and the others are missing us. I think we should go back before they get too worried.'
I kissed her on the lips and said 'If you want to go back, then we can do that, for whatever reason you want. Would you like to take a shower with me first?'
She looked delighted at the prospect of cleaning up with me; it took us only a few moments before we were headed for the bathroom. Inside, she proved to be a playful, loving, soap-slick handful. When we'd dried off, I told her she could go ahead; when she saw me getting out fresh bedding, she insisted on helping change it, telling me 'I don't know if anyone else is going to be in here tonight – but if they are, I want them to have it as nice in here as it was for me.' When we were done, she took me by the hand and walked with me back the den, where the others were all gathered.
As we came in, Kelly and Jan both gave me an amused look – as I'd expected, they didn't have any trouble figuring out what was taking Sheri and I so long. Then they looked at her – then looked again. Seeing a little apprehension in Sheri's face, Kelly simply told her 'Welcome back… friend' in a way that let Sheri know that she was welcome – as a friend. I saw the smile Sheri gave her and Jan, and knew that she'd understood. The other four
