down.
When I was standing again, she delicately reached a hand out to first touch, then caress my manhood through my pants. When she felt me growing under her touch, she became more bold, and more insistent in her touch, finally rubbing and stroking me to nearly full hardness.
Gasping 'I can't wait any more!', she reached up to start unbuttoning my shirt; as she did, I put my hands on her waist, holding her steady as she trembled with excitement.
When she had my shirt unbuttoned, she quickly stripped it off me, then the bulletproof vest I had on underneath. With my torso exposed, she began her own Braille examination of my body – chest, ribs, and waist, almost as though it was the first time she'd ever touched me.
Still, there was more of me that she wanted access to, and it didn't take her long to shift her focus to my belt buckle, then the fastening on my pants, and finally, the zipper. With my pants loose, she continued to stand as she slid them down far enough to let them fall to the floor. Next on her agenda was my underwear – but only after she took some time to make sure that what she wanted was still inside.
Finally, I stood there before her, as naked as she was – and even more obviously aroused by the situation. Her hand around my nearly erect penis, she looked up into my eyes, and asked 'Wh. what now?'
I looked at her tenderly, then kissed her on the forehead before answering 'Whatever you want, Sandra'.
She looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked 'Uh, I'm kind of nervous about this. Is it okay if I'm on top of you, this time? I think I want to lose THIS cherry that way!'
'Of course. Whatever it takes to make you comfortable, and let you know that YOU'RE the one in charge', I replied.
Even as she got a relieved look on her face, we heard Lucy softly clear her throat – both of us had completely forgotten that Lucy and Robyn were in the room with us. When we looked over at her, we saw that Lucy had gotten the bottle of baby oil that we'd used for Robyn.
Lucy offered it, and when Sandra had accepted, said 'I know you're nervous enough, so Robyn and I won't watch, if you don't want. I know you're not as much of a show-off as Robyn is.'
Robyn got a grin on her face, and reached out to cup her mother's breasts in her hands, and give their nipples a little tweak, before saying 'If it would help, maybe we could think of something that would give you something to watch', making all of us chuckle before Lucy reached back to cup Robyn's mons in her hand.
Sandra looked relieved as she told them 'Uh, yeah, I'd appreciate that – either or both.'
Lucy got a smoky look in her eyes, and turned to give Robyn a thorough kissing – with Robyn giving back as good as she was getting. In only a few seconds, they had their hands on each other's breasts; not much later, each had a leg between the other's thighs. When their kiss finally broke, both were breathing heavily, and both had a distinct aroused blush to them. Without even looking at Sandra and I, they made their way to the bed, where they lay on their sides and began kissing again – with each reaching down to touch the other's sex.
Sandra finally broke her gaze to look around a moment before suddenly brightening.
Pointing at a chair, she asked 'Dan, would it work if you sat on that, and I squatted over you? We could turn it around a little, so we could watch them while I, uh, get you inside me.'
I agreed with her plan, and moved the chair over and around, so that it faced where Robyn and Lucy were getting each other thoroughly worked up; but was also still close enough to the table that Sandra or I either one could reach out to use it to steady ourselves, if that became necessary. Sandra opened the bottle of baby oil and set it on the table, then guided me to sit down in the chair before positioning herself at my side. She poured a dollop of the oil into her hand, then handed it to me before reaching down to begin caressing my erection as she spread the oil around. In return, I poured some of it into my palm, and reached behind her to slide my hand between the firmly rounded globes of her ass. Realizing what I needed to do, she bent forward a bit, giving me easier and better access between her cheeks.
Back and forth, we passed the bottle of baby oil, each of us making sure that the other was well-lubricated with it – and getting pretty worked up at the sight of Robyn and Lucy molesting each other. As I got the oil spread around Sandra's nether regions, I also began drawing an oiled finger across her anus, and even pressing against it slightly. She seemed to welcome the attention, and it wasn't long before I started trying to ease a finger into her – getting her thoroughly oiled up, and drawing a few pleased moans from her.
Finally, she eased herself away from me a bit, and stood up, saying 'I think we're both about as ready as we'll ever be.'
I felt like I had a steel bar poking up from between my thighs, and quickly agreed with her – prompting her to move in front of me before straddling my lap as she continued to face Lucy and Robyn. Reaching back between her legs, she held my penis so that it slid between her ass cheeks, then pressed against her opening. A few tentative pushes, and she seemed to realize that the angle wasn't quite right, so she climbed up on the chair with me, squatting over my lap as she leaned against me. I put my hands on her hips to steady her, and she turned her head to smile at me before lowering herself to press her virgin rosebud against the head of my penis as she held it steady.
We looked over to where Robyn and Lucy were, and discovered that they were watching us – while slowly masturbating each other, legs spread wide so we could see what they were doing. I heard Sandra whisper 'That is*such* a turnon!' before she started pressing herself down against my erection. From the way her legs were positioned, I knew that Lucy and Robyn could see everything clearly – both pairs of eyes were locked on the view we presented them.
I could feel how tightly clenched Sandra's anus was, and began whispering words of reassurance and encouragement to her as I held her steady. I knew that she was determined by the way she kept pressing herself down; but because she wasn't relaxing, I knew that she was nervous or afraid, too. After a couple minutes, she finally realized that my hands on her hips weren't pressing her down, only holding her steady horizontally; with that, she visibly relaxed more. I could feel it as she slowly gained control – her anus would relax a bit, tighten briefly, then relax some more. At last, she was able to let go completely as she lowered herself yet again, both of us surprised when the head of my erection finally slid into her back entry.
When it did, she stopped, and paused a few moments to consider what she thought of this new sensation. Apparently satisfied with it, she let herself drop
Keeping one hand on her hip, I reached around with the other to begin playing with her clitoris: holding my hand steady so that each time she moved up or down, her clitoris would brush against my finger. After a minute of that, she reached down to pull my hand to her pelvis, simply saying 'Rub it!'
With my arm over her leg, and my fingers at the top of her slit, Robyn and Lucy could see it as Sandra's vaginal entrance opened up with her arousal. They could also see that Sandra's clitoris was fully erect, and that the juices were all but dripping out of her as she got more and more excited. The sight and sound of what Sandra and I were doing was finally enough for Robyn, and her legs snapped shut as she fell into the throes of orgasm – promptly followed by Lucy. As both of them gave quiet voice to the feelings they were having, I could feel Sandra starting to tire above me. Before long, she slowed down, and finally stopped before turning her head to say 'Can you do it, now? My legs are getting tired.'
I answered her by saying 'If you can stand up and lean over, then I can stand up, too.'
She understood what I was saying, and nodded her head before wiggling around enough to get her legs stretched out on the outside of mine. Staying joined with her, I held her around her waist, and together, we slid forward until she was able to get her feet on the floor. It took a couple of tries, but we were finally able to stand up – facing the table, and at right angles to where Lucy and Robyn were again taking an interest in what we were doing.
Standing, Sandra leaned forward so that her body was parallel to the floor, sticking her arms out to rest her body against the table while using it to held herself steady. With her in that position, I was easily able to begin
