see the joy on her face as she told me 'That feels good!' before doing it again, a little farther. In less than a minute, she was happily sliding herself up and down roughly half my manhood with enthusiasm.
Several minutes of that went by before she began to get a little tired from it, and switched over to try experimenting with different things-changing the angle I entered her at, how much of my penis she moved herself on, trying different speeds, and so on. As near as I could tell, there wasn't any of it that she actually disliked; there were simply some things that she enjoyed a whole lot more than others. Judging from the way she was acting, I had to figure that she was going to want the two of us to have sex together more than just that one time.
Despite her youth and good health and fitness, there were limits on the energy she had. When she started to get a little tired, I waited for her to let me know when she wanted me to take over. Several minutes past that point, I finally got her to hold still on me again so I could suggest 'I think you're getting tired. How about if I take over now?'
Panting slightly, she nodded her agreement before asking 'Would it be okay if we changed around, too?'
'Of course it would. If you're tired, I can be on top of you; or if you want, I can be behind you, or we can do anything else that gets our parts lined up right.'
She grinned at the latter part, then told me 'I think you behind me sounds like it would be fun…' before carefully lifting herself off my erection. I pulled free of her with a soft slightly squishy (she was pretty wet inside) sucking noise that I pretended not to hear, while she blushed slightly. She was on her hands and knees and waiting for me before I was able to get myself positioned behind her; even so, I still took a few moments to try and memorize the view of her bald pussy peeking at me from between the smooth, firm globes of her ass. Satisfied that I'd carry the image with me to the grave, I moved closer and levered my erection down before getting the head wedged against her opening. I still had my dick in my hand when she rocked herself backward, taking nearly half my manhood before she had to stop. As she moved forward again, I stayed right with her, then finished filling her with my erection when she held still again. That was when I was able to get my entire length in her, getting an impassioned moan from her as she felt the end of my dick brush against the deepest part of her. In short order, I was steadily sliding myself in and out of her; to my great surprise, it didn't take but a few minutes of that before she slid into an orgasm. It didn't seem like it was a very big one from MY perspective, but there was no denying that it was an orgasm, none the less. Her already-tight young pussy went through several cycles of clenching around my entire cock before her release faded. With the end of her climax, I started moving in her again and it didn't take long at all for her to resume the pleased/aroused noises that she'd been making before.
As I continued to fuck Becky's warm, wet pussy, I took advantage of the other opportunities our position allowed by leaning forward and cupping her breasts in my hands so that her erect nipples dragged across my palms in counterpoint to my thrusts, taking her smooth buns in my hands and massaging them, and even gently running my thumb across the dark pink rosette of her anus-something that I was intrigued to learn aroused her tremendously, and got me wondering what else was possible.
Throughout it all, however, I continued pistoning myself in and out of her… slow strokes, fast strokes, long thrusts and short ones, she enjoyed them all-as did I.
I was well on my way toward cumming again when I caught the signals that she was again feeling the effects of being fucked. A couple more minutes, and I was sure that we were going to finish about the same time; from the way she was acting and the noises she was making, I got the idea that she was going to find her release a bit ahead of me. That was fine with me, since I was definitely starting to get tired (two nearly insatiable teens in a single evening was a bit much, after all) and expected that having her pussy clenching around me again would be enough to trigger my climax.
I was a little sweaty and starting to run out of breath when Becky did me the favor of having her orgasm. Just as I'd thought, the feeling of her pussy clenching my dick was enough to get me trying to spray her ovaries with my jism as I pressed myself as far into her as I could manage.
When I was done, I felt a couple of mild spasms run through her before she was finished, too. Becky was visibly more tired from our activities than I was, so I helped her to move forward so she could lay on the floor while I stayed close enough to keep my slowly-softening penis in her for as long as possible. Once she was safely on the floor, I supported myself on my knees and elbows over her while maintaining only light contact between her back and my front. After I'd gotten my breath back, I softly kissed her shoulder before nuzzling her hair out of the way so I could touch my lips to her cheek, too. When I lifted my head after that, her eyes were open and the expression on her face told me that I'd made her happy-whether just from the kisses or everything else we'd done, I didn't know. Moving my head a little bit so she could see me clearly, I asked 'Are you okay?'
The look of affection I got from her told me that she was better than just 'okay'; she confirmed that a few moments later by softly telling me 'Em was right… actually having sex is way better that just touching myself or doing things with other girls. That was wonderful !'
I couldn't help smiling, and Becky returned it before saying 'Really, Mister Harrison, that was so incredible. You were so nice about letting me only go as fast as I was comfortable with, and so patient while I got used to having you in me like that. It didn't hurt or anything, but you still felt so big-and then it go so much better when I could feel you moving in me. I was really surprised when I had that first orgasm; it felt different when it was you moving, and I could tell that there was even more of your penis in me and it all felt so good all of a sudden. Then you started doing that other stuff like holding my boobs like you did while we were having sex, and it just kept getting better and better. I could feel it when you squirted in me even though I was having an orgasm, and it made me so happy to know that you liked having sex with me as much as I liked doing it with you. Now you're holding yourself over me while I can feel that you're still in me, and when you kissed me like that, it told me that you really care about me. I really would have been fine if it didn't hurt too much and started to feel good before you climaxed; but you've helped make it so much more than that. I thought I was making a good decision when I asked you to be the first one to have sex with me, and now I'm actually glad I did.'
I kissed her shoulder and cheek again, delighting her, before answering 'You wanted to give me something special, and I was honored that you trusted me that much. All I did was try to be the kind of person you said you thought I am.'
She smiled happily at that, and the two of us were content to lay there until my softened penis was on the verge of slipping out of her. When I offered, she was more than delighted with the idea of the two of us taking a quick shower together. After we'd dried off, she went to get Emma so the two of them could join me in my bed.
Becky discovered she was a little sore the next morning, and apologetically told me that she didn't think she was ready for the two of us to be together again that day. When I assured her that was fine and that I understood, she let me know that she most definitely wanted us to have sex again, however. The after-effects of her first coitus didn't keep her and Emma from having more than a little fun with each other; I was content to simply sit off to the side and enjoy the shows.
Before she left to go home the next day, Becky was adamant about learning how to perform fellatio since she still wasn't quite ready for us to have sex again. With guidance and encouragement from Em, she quickly became quite proficient and happily swallowed every drop of my cum when she'd made me climax in her mouth. I returned the favor by leisurely eating her young snatch until she reached a fairly powerful orgasm (I didn't quite dare send her home bombed out with after-sex glow).
The rest of the time Freddie and Mike were gone, Emma and I had sex several more times, and she continued to share my bed at night.
After that experience, Em would ask Freddie and Mike if she could stay with me whenever they had to be gone overnight or longer; I never inquired as to how, but Becky contrived to visit on her own several times, independent of the times she came over to be with Emma. As it worked out, I spent the next few years as the sexual plaything of a couple of lusty and attractive teenagers-and loved every minute of it.
