Jenny's Journey

by Nikkie Janes

©Copyright 2019 Nikkie Janes

Chapter 1

What have I got myself into? I am an eighteen-year-old painfully shy and modest virgin, and first-year university student. Whose total sexual experience to date is having given three hand-jobs and had my boobs felt up a couple of times. Nobody has ever touched my pussy, and here I am about to suck off four guys. Guys I didn’t even know a few hours ago. What a way to end my first week at University.

It had all started off innocently enough. My flatmates, Kerry, Charlotte and Charlotte's boyfriend, plus four other guys and myself, who are all engineering or maths students, drinking wine and chilling out after a hard week of lectures and studying.

After a while, Charlotte and Kerry had left, leaving the four guys and me alone. That's when the cards came out, and we played poker. Then after several glasses of wine, Mike suggested that we up the fun and play strip poker. Now, at the time, I wasn't a drinker but was still sober enough to understand that was a route I didn’t want to take.

"Whoa, guys, that's not for me," I said.

"It will be OK. It's just a bit of fun, and you can back out at any time after a hand has finished," Chris said, trying to convince me to play.

"What's the rules," asked Paul.

"Simple five-card draw no betting or antes. Losing a hand has to remove one piece of clothing," Mike said.

I pointed out that there were four of them, and only one of me, but Paul said that was to my advantage because there were four of them for me to get to see. Now I'm pretty good at cards due to my analytical mind and maths expertise. I also knew that I had to have more clothes on than any of the guys, so I agreed. That, and the fact I did have a buzz one, and at least three of them were pretty hot. What harm can it do, I thought to myself, and I can always back out as Chris had said.

Things went well for me at first, and the guys were all stripped off to their underwear. And to be fair, as I said, they were all hot. Mike and Steve were down to their boxers, Paul had boxers and T-shirt, and Chris had boxers and a sock. I had only lost one shoe. I couldn’t believe my luck.

Then I hit a terrible run of luck and lost two straight hands, so off came my other shoe, then my belt.

"Hey," said Steve, "that's not an item of clothing."

"Yes, it is," I argued. "It's as much an item

of clothing as a shoe.”

"But our belts came off with our pants," Steve replied.

"More fool you then!" I hit back at him.

The rest of the guys agreed I could count my belt. I’m pretty sure that they felt I’d pull out of the game if I couldn’t, and I was getting the vibe that they were very keen to see me in my undies.

Next went my blouse. The guys were now getting a lot more interested, trying to get a peek of my boobs as they swayed gently under my slip. I didn't have a bra on as I was wearing a combined bra-slip. On my next loss, I had to take stock and see what item of clothing I could take off without embarrassment and showing the guys too much flesh. I wanted to go a bit further, but then that was going to be it.

My skirt was reasonably long, cut just above my knees, and I worked out I could take my panties off without the guys seeing anything. I stood up, reached under my skirt and whipped my panties off as quickly as I could.

"Well done, Jenny, you're hotting things up now," said Mike.

I didn't lose the next hand but did the one following. My skirt was now gone, so now I was now down to just my bra-slip.

Now, I was nervous with the next hand coming up, but Paul, as at the start of every hand, asked if anybody wanted to fold without any comebacks. That was my time to bow out, but stupidly I stayed in the game, and to my horror, lost again. I had to take my bra-slip off and let them see me naked. I was mortified.

I stood up to take the bra-slip off but couldn't. I just burst out into a flood of tears, sobbing, "I can't do it."

Paul came up to me and said, "Take your time Jenny. But you had your chance to pull out but didn't, so you have to pay up!"

Again, I said, "I can't.”

Then Steve turned nasty and said, "If you don't, we will start a rumour that you gang-banged the four of us!"

I couldn't believe my ears. I thought these guys were my friends.

Mike said, "I have an idea if you’re prepared to take a risk."

I asked him, "What do you mean?"

"One cut of the cards. If you win, then you can walk away, but if you lose… there's a forfeit to pay."

He then explained what he meant, if I drew eight or above, I was home free. If I pulled a seven, I had to honour the original bet. Paul said they would be kind to me as they could, seeing I was so upset. I would only be naked for one minute. That meant fifteen seconds for each guy to see me naked standing directly in front of them. But drawing an ace to a six meant I had to honour the original bet, but also there was a catch and I would have to pay something more, do a favour for them all.

Dreading the answer, I asked what something more was, and Mike said I had to suck them all off!

Chapter 2

I looked at him in shock that he could suggest such a thing. I argued that it wasn't fair as the odds were in their favour. The guys argued about it for a bit, saying I had a debt to pay. But then agreed that seven or above and I won, drawing an ace to six meant I was on my knees with a cock in my mouth and three more to follow.

"How long for each one, in my mouth?" I asked.

"No time limit Jenny. All the way until we finish."

"What, in my mouth?"

"Yes." They all yelled in unison.

I didn't want to strip naked in front of them, and I definitely didn't need a rumour that I had gang-banged four guys going around campus, but could I take the risk?

My mathematical mind worked out that the odds were in my favour for the card split, if only just. But could I do it? Could I take that risk?

I looked at the guys, took a deep breath and sealed my fate by saying, "O.K. one cut of the cards. But I shuffle and cut them first, and I am only going to give you a blowjob if I lose. No fucking, and no touching me up or anything like that."

Mike looked annoyed when I insisted that I cut the cards.

The guys readily agreed, and outnumbering Mike overruled his hesitation about me getting control of the cards. Paul gave me the deck, and I took my time shuffling them. Trying to delay things as long as possible. Finally, I made a cut, put the cards on the table and with trembling hands, reached out to take my card of fate. I had drawn one from the middle of the pack, and as I turned it over, I could see the number was curved. I thought I had won with a nine, then saw it was a six. I'd lost!

When I turned it face up on the table, the guys were ecstatic, jumping up and down doing high fives and shouting, "I'm gonna get a blow job. I'm gonna get a blow job." This only added to my horror and shame.

I looked at the guys and could see there was to be no escape from my fate and no mercy. Deep down knew I could just walk away and face up to the consequences, but stupid as it may seem in the circumstance, I honour my bets. I just had to get on with it.

The guys were deciding how to work it out and drew cards for who went when. I told them to sit on the couch in order, with the first on my left. I was hoping to get the next one excited by giving him a hand-job as I sucked the previous guy off so that they wouldn't last so long.

I stood in front of them, and with my shaky hands, reached for the hem of my slip, drew it up and over my head and let it drop to the floor. I stood there naked and blushing. Going deep red with embarrassment. My eyes were downcast in shame. I wanted to cover myself up with my hands but knew I couldn't do that. I had to let them see me naked.

I was fully exposed to them now. Standing there at my full height of five foot eight inches tall with blue eyes and blonde hair with a 34C-24-34 figure that boasted perky breasts with rosebud nipples sitting high and proud. A nicely toned athletic figure. Long shapely legs and even then, shy as I was, a slightly trimmed blonde pubic mound that just covered the lips of my sex.

"My god, you're stunning," said Mike in awe.

"Jenny, I'd say you were beautiful, but you're much more than that," said Paul.

"Oh my God!" From Steve.

Chris just stood there looking stunned, drinking in the sight of me, as I bashfully let them see all that I had.

I know the guys had said those things genuinely and to make me feel better about myself. But in fact, they just made me more ashamed and self-conscious.

Steeling myself for what was to come, I dropped to my knees in front of Steve, who had the privilege, for him, of being first. Privilege for him, horror for me. I slowly opened my mouth and closed my eyes, dreading what was to come and tentatively took him into my mouth. Fortunately, he wasn't too big for my first blow job, so I just closed my lips around his throbbing head and waited. It wasn't too bad.

I started to move up and down slowly and not very deeply at first, but as I became used to what I was doing, I upped the pace and started taking him deeper. Not as far as he wanted though because he began arching his hips and tried to push me down. I managed to get him just to the back of my mouth. I was starting to warm to this and reached my right hand out to Chris, who would be next.

I got my hand around his cock and started to rub it back and forth, and he gave a soft moan, "Oh my God."

I must have been doing something right for Steve, as he suddenly stiffened and grabbed hold of my hair, pulling himself deeper into my mouth as he exploded. I knew this would have to happen, but it was horrible, salty and sticky. I couldn't get him out of my mouth quickly enough and quickly spat out what was left in my mouth, some dribbling down my chin. I raised my head and sat there stunned. I'd just sucked off my first guy, and there were three more who expected the same.

Chapter 3

I shouted to Mike that I needed a beer, which I downed in one gulp, so I could get the taste of Steve out of my mouth.

I was still holding Chris' cock while gently caressing it. I moved over in front of him and bent my head towards him when he grabbed my boobs. I slapped his hand away, "No way, guy. I told you, blowjobs only."

"You can't blame me for trying," he replied. "Your boobs look great from where I'm sat, just waiting to be played with, nice and perky just the way I like them."

I was getting a bit bolder now and so said to him, "You can play with them as much as you want, but you won't get a blow job if you do. And that goes for my pussy as well."

I lowered my head onto Chris and, with growing confidence, in both my arousing sexuality and awakening talent, took him gently into my mouth.

I didn't take him all the way in as I had initially with Steve but began to roll my tongue around his head and lick the end of it. I could tell it was starting to get him on edge, so I eased back a bit.

Then all of a sudden, I felt a strange feeling. My pussy was starting to tingle and throb and get very, very wet. My God, I was getting turned on by giving a blow job and knowing that four guys adored my body.

I quickly got back to work on Chris, increasing the pace again and trying to get him deep. I was beginning to like the sensation more and more. I trusted myself to control him with just my lips and mouth and reached my right hand out to grasp Paul's throbbing member. God, it was thick.

My left hand drifted to my boobs and began playing with my nipples. I gasped at how sensitive they were. Chris must have felt the sensation as he took that opportunity to push even deeper into my mouth, almost into my throat. I tried to keep him there for his pleasure, but my gag reflex took over, and I had to back off. There was no way I was going deep throat at this time.

I was in so much turmoil with what was going on with my body I needed to get Chris off quickly, so I wrapped my lips around him and sucked hard and began a frantic pace of bobbing up and down as fast and far as I could. It worked as with a groan, he exploded, and I got my second mouthful of cum in a couple of minutes. I had more control over this eruption and tried to swallow it for him, but some leaked out of my aching mouth and onto my chin. I did, however, lick it up. The taste was different from Steve's, not as salty.

Chris smiled gently at me and said, "Thanks, Jenny."

Then he bent down and gently kissed the top of my head like I was his little sister or something. I'd just given him a blow job, for God's sake.

I was halfway through my forfeit and felt OK. Not nearly half as bad as I thought I would. A bit slutty and ashamed, maybe, but I'm afraid to say I was beginning to enjoy it. I was feeling sexier and more aroused. I also knew I had power over these guys.

I was still experiencing strange feelings in my pussy as I bent to take Paul's cock into my mouth. I was right, it was thick. I thought to myself, ‘I'm never going to get that in my mouth.’ I looked at it and sighed, then began to lick the head. I pulled his foreskin back and rolled my tongue around the bell-end as I saw some pre-cum dripping from the opening. I pulled off, and looked shyly up at Paul from under my eyelashes, smiled, and licked it onto my tongue and took it into my mouth.

"Why didn't she do that to me?" moaned Steve.

"Probably because you shot off in her mouth in about ten seconds. She didn't have a chance," said Paul. “Also I think Jenny’s beginning to enjoy herself.”

That spurred me on. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and managed to get the head in at first. Then inch by inch, I took in more and more. It wasn't the length but the girth that gave me problems. I took my time and eventually got him into my mouth and started building up a gentle rhythm. After a while, I decided I wanted to get this finished. Surprisingly I found that the reason I did was that I was keen to suck on Mike.

I took Paul long and slow and deep and just let him push it in and dictate the pace for a while. Basically I allowed him to fuck my mouth.

All the time, I had been playing with my nipples rolling them around and pulling on them, creating a pleasant sensation. At the same time, I was frantically rubbing my clit. Suddenly I found I was ready to come. I couldn't hold back as my first ever orgasm hit me. I uttered a half scream and sank my head deep onto Paul's shaft.

Chapter 4

He took the chance to push his cock in as far as it would go and gained access to my throat. In the space of two seconds, I had had my first orgasm, and also given my first deep throat.

Paul stayed in my throat until I started to gag, then pulled back. I began to work him as fast as I could. Using my tongue around his lovely bell end, and trying to get him as deep as I could. At the same time using my hand to stroke the base of his shaft with increasing speed. In the end, it worked, and his load hit the back of my throat in deep spurts of hot sticky cum.

Three down, one to go, and this was the one I had secretly been looking forward to ever since I knew what I had to do. I had found new confidence in myself and my sexiness. So I was going to take my time. Making it good for Mike, not just get him off as quickly as I had the others.

I stood up slowly and said, "Sorry, Mike, I just need to rest for a minute. I need a drink. I know you're ready, but it will be worth it. I promise you."

I took my time getting a drink, realizing that I was naked and found I wasn't bothered. I turned around to face the guys, and entirely different to my original shy self at the start, began sauntering sexily towards Mike. Knowing that all the guys were staring at my body, and keeping a shy grin on my face, I slowed my walk even more but increased the sway of my hips. At the same time letting Mike see me play with my nipples and pussy. I was pushing my fingers in and out. I stood in front of Mike for a while, then pulled my fingers out and licked them. "Mmm, nice," I said.

From the looks on their faces, the guys couldn't believe the change that had come over me. In all honesty neither could I, maybe later the reality of the situation I was in and what I was being coerced to do would hit me.

I very, very, slowly dropped into a squat in front of Mike, spreading my legs so he could get a good look at my womanhood in all its virgin glory. Then, even more slowly, I bent my head over his throbbing cock, blew on it and whispered, "I think I'm going to like this one."

Mike could not sit still; he was so excited. I had trouble getting him into my mouth at first. When I did, I took him long and slow. Long and slow, time and time again. Mike was enjoying it and appreciating what I was doing to him. Enjoying what was happening and not just wanting to get off in my mouth. Long and slow became longer and longer until I forced myself to open up and gave him entrance to my throat.

He didn't force things but simply took his time savouring that intimate moment. Mike eased out just a little as my gag reflex took over. Then pushed in, deeper this time, and stayed there longer until again pulling slightly out. We got into a rhythm as I continued to deep throat him. I wanted him to come deep in my throat.

I wasn't disappointed, as he suddenly jerked, grabbing hold of my head and holding me onto him, crying out, "I can't wait, Jenny. I'm cuummmming."

He exploded deep into my welcoming throat and mouth. I held him there for as long as I could. Swallowing his cum until I felt him start to soften and slowly slip from my sore lips and aching jaw.

What a time. I couldn't believe I had managed to suck off four guys in one session, and in the end, liked it.

At the end of the session, my jaw was hurting, and I was sticky and sweaty and had a funny taste in my mouth. Well, it wasn't a surprise, as four guys had just come off in my innocent mouth. The guys were lying about with stupid looks on their faces.

"Where the hell did you learn to suck cock like that, Jenny?" asked Steve.

"Well, I had a couple of good teachers," I replied. "It was you guys. I've never done anything like that. I'm cherry. I've only ever given three hand-jobs before."

They couldn't believe it.

"No wonder you didn't want to get naked then," said Mike.

I just smiled at him for a while, he was the cutest, and I had enjoyed him more than the others. I'd wanted him to be the first but was glad he was last, as, by the time I did him, I had a bit of experience.

With that, I gathered my clothes and left. As I made my way back to my flat, I felt mortified with shame as what I had done hit me. Am I a slut? I'd just gang-blowed four guys. What would Charlie and Kerry think and say?

Chapter 5

It has been about a month since my blackmail gang blowjob session with the four boys, and all that time my mind was in turmoil about what had happened. But what was more worrying were my responses during the session.

At first, I had been horrified and ashamed at what I was being forced to do. Not physically forced but emotionally so. I know some will say it was my own fault playing strip poker with them anyway. To refuse to take my final piece of clothing off after losing was bad enough, but to then take on another bet knowing the consequences was more than stupid. What was worrying me more was my eventual enjoyment of what I was doing and that it didn't take too long for me to do it.

I'm not that type of a girl! Yes, I know, plenty of men think I'm pretty and attractive, but I'm generally quite shy and reserved around them, and I am very innocent. But by the end of the session, not only had I acted like a slut, but I'd also enjoyed it.

Mike had carefully approached me a couple of days later and asked to speak to me. He told me Chris & Paul also wanted to talk to me. They all wanted to apologise but didn't want to approach me as a group in case it freaked me out. I agreed to meet them in the student union canteen. When we were all seated, the three boys all said how sorry they were for what they had made me do. That they had gone too far, and they knew it. They also knew that they could be in big trouble if I raised a complaint, "It went too far," Chris said.

"Too far, it was more than too far," I said. But, I told them, as long as nothing more was said, and they knew nothing like that was going to happen again, I would forget it. But I couldn’t forgive them, not yet anyway.

"Where's Steve?" I asked, "Why isn’t he here? Isn't he going to apologise?"

"Steve's a shit and wouldn't come. Doesn’t think he’s done anything wrong, but we'll keep him in line," Paul replied.

Chris and Paul then left, but Mike kept sitting with me and eventually asked if I would go out on a date with him. That he’d like to be my boyfriend. I told him no way was I going to have a boyfriend who knew I had sucked off three of his mates, but that , for now, I’d like him as a friend only as he had come to see me and apologise.

Charlotte, or Charlie and Kerry, the two girls I share a flat with and who are in their second year at Uni, were lazing around at the end of the week. The two of them were half-naked in bra and panties, as was their normal state of dress when we were alone, whilst I was in shorts and halter top shirt. When I first moved in with them, this had been a bit of a shock to me as I was so shy and modest. Painfully so, but their influence was having an effect on me. They were never completely naked, but bra and panties or tops with no bras or even skirts with no panties was the norm for those girls. I found that soon I became more comfortable with their relaxed attitude to undress. As they said, "We're all girls together. We've all got the same bits, so what's the problem." I did find their attitude liberating

Both girls are stunning to look at. Charlie is a brunet with her hair cut short. She's the same height as me, with a nice figure that is not as full as mine, and I'm sure her boobs are not quite as big. Kerry is a pocket dynamo, about five feet five inches tall, with a body. A body which is honed to perfection from all the sports that she does. Kerry has small firm boobs, narrow hips and perfectly toned legs and semi-cropped bright magenta hair. She plays rugby, hockey and is a brilliant netball centre.

Now I don't want to imply that all women who play sport are lesbian, nor that all women that are lesbian play sport, but Kerry is purely lesbian and makes no bones about it. You take her as she is, or you fuck off! Charlie on the other hand seems to swing both ways. I know that they had a fling together last year and have got together once since we started back this year. The thing is, even though I've never entertained the thought of girl on girl sex, for some strange reason I find Kerry very attractive, but she is so intense. She is also one of the most intelligent people I have ever met, and Charlie is not far behind. So a sexy looking brains trust is how you could describe our little threesome.

"Come on girl, what's up?" asked Kerry. "You're really looking down, and it's Friday night, time to party. You're eighteen, a student away from home; have some fun."

"I've got some things running through my head," I said. "I don't want to talk about them."

"No way, honey, spill the beans. You can talk to us, we can sort things out, we're your friends," Charlie said encouragingly.

"No, I can't. It's too embarrassing," I said.

"Oh," both girls went together. "Now we're intrigued."

I took a big gulp of air and told them what had happened and about Mike wanting to be my boyfriend. Both girls looked stunned, and then Kerry said, "I'm going to castrate the fucking bastards." Looking as if she really meant it.

I told her that everything was okay now with Mike, Chris and Pete, but Steve was still being a bit of a shit.

Charlie looked at me with a sly grin and said, "You know there is a way that things can work out with Mike if you want. He is cute. I'd jump him any day"'

"Slut!" Came from Kerry.

Chapter 6

"Jealous bitch. You know you want to yourself, but you're afraid he'll ruin your lezza credentials. No, Jenny, seriously, how about Mike being a 'friend with benefits'."

"What?" I said.

"Friend with benefits! Not a full-on boy and girlfriend, but two people who hang out with no commitments but sex on call if they want it."

"No way! I'm not that type of a girl," I said.

“Of course you are, we’re all that type of girl, given the chance, and this is your chance. Like I say, you’re away from home so your parents won't get to know. Why not give it a try.”

"It won't work. She's still a virgin, so where's the sex benefits," said Kerry.

"Okay, okay, a friend with benefit. You obviously know how to, and it seems you like to suck his cock. Offer him that. No boy's going to turn down blowjobs on tap," Charlie replied.

"It could work out for you. You get more experience, no commitments, and sex as you want," again from Kerry.

"I'll think about it, he is cute," I replied. Intrigued at the thought of maybe getting together with Mike in some way. Kerry and Charlie were way more experienced than me, maybe they knew what they were talking about?

"Good," said Kerry. "Now, what I think you need now to cheer you up and to expand your education, is a good session of girl love."

"WHAT?"

"You can't suggest that the girl is vulnerable as it is," interjected Charlie.

"What better time then than now, and we now know how she reacts to things like that."

“What are you two talking about?" I asked.

"Oh, come on! Girl on Girl loving."

"No way, I'm a fucking virgin. I want a dick first before I even think about trying girls."

"Better the other way round. Girls take their time and build things up nice and slowly," said Charlie as she stood up from the sofa and, taking my hand, drew me up with her. "Kerry, you hold back. You're too intense for her first time."

"No," I said, though not as forcefully as I should have, my voice barely above a whisper. "And stop talking about me as if I'm not here."

"It will be okay, sweetie," said Charlie. As she pulled me to her, placed her hand gently around my waist and started to slowly caress me as she stared deeply into my eyes. Her touch felt soft and gentle, guiding, good. Good, but wrong.

"God, you two look hot like that."

Charlie looked into my eyes, took hold of my chin, brought her face closer to mine and ever so gently placed a kiss on my lips, just brushing them, then pulled away. I was trembling in apprehension but with an undercurrent of wanting to explore things.

"Just go with me, baby. I'll be gentle and be your first. Kerry can join us later."

Charlie bent towards me and kissed me again, this time with a bit more force, and for longer, I tentatively kissed her back, "Good, good," encouraged Charlie.

We continued kissing like this for a while. Charlie upped the pace and pushed her tongue into my mouth. Again, I wasn't sure about this, but I took my time and responded. Like the blow jobs, I was getting into it now. I’d come to Uni to not only learn but to explore the wider world, this was a chance for me to do that.

The pace and intensity began to rise as Charlie started to caress my body, not touching my boobs or between my legs. Simply running her hands up and down my sides and back, then her right hand cupped my left breast. I stiffened and broke away, "No, please!"

"It's okay, it's okay," Kerry encouraged kindly. "Jenny, just go with it. She's being good to you.”

I eased back into Charlie's arms and began to kiss her deeply. "Just help me through this, please," I whispered in her ear. With those words and my response She knew she had me.

Charlie kissed me back, again cupped my boobs and began rubbing them. I was holding onto her, but she had both hands free to caress me. I liked it. Then her hand slipped away from my left boob and made its way down and nestled between my legs. With one finger, Charlie began to rub my pussy area. It felt good, too good. I was still fully clothed. What would the sensation be like with nothing between us, I wondered.

Charlie stepped away from me, turned to Kerry and said, "Kerry, help me undress her. Then please back off."

"Why are you getting all the fun? I've never had a virgin before."

"Ease off Kerry, you can join in in a bit, she’ll still be almost a virgin, then you can enjoy her," Charlie said to her.

My mind took that in in a flash. Was I going to end up with two girls for my first time?

Kerry came and stood near me, and then both girls stood at my side and raised my halter top off, exposing my full 34C boobs encased in a plain white bra. Both girls took their time, looking at me with longing in their eyes. Kerry brushed a kiss on my neck as she reached behind me, undid the clasp of my bra and let it fall away as she lifted my arms. Charlie's look turned from longing to lust in an instant. Kerry growled in unsuppressed lust.

Charlie cupped my left breast and began to play with my nipple. I started to moan, as this always gets me going. I've since found out that I have very sensitive nipples. Kerry bent her head and took the other nipple in her mouth, running her tongue around it for a few seconds, then she broke away and went back to her seat on the sofa. I wanted more now.

Charlie slid her body down mine, kissing me gently all the way until she was kneeling before me. She undid my shorts, and slid them and my panties down my trembling legs, and took them off, throwing them into the corner.

Chapter 7

A gasp came from Kerry, "Oh, she's gorgeous. Why waste that body on men."

“She’s not done yet.”

“Hopefully she never will.”

Charlie bent her head towards me and began to lick at my outer folds. It was heaven, like nothing I'd felt before. She slipped her tongue deep into my pussy, and I lost it totally. I screamed, "NO! NO! IT'S NOT RIGHT. NO."

Charlie stopped for a second as she beckoned Kerry over, saying, "Help me, Kerry. Kiss her, but gently."

My mind was whirling. I was being seduced by two girls, and deep down, I think I wanted to be.

Kerry began to kiss me, and taking hold of my breasts, began to tease my sensitive nipples. As this was happening, Charlie again began to lick me and push her tongue into me. I didn't stop her this time but responded by pushing my hips into her face. I could feel myself getting wet as a tingling sensation began to spread over me.

Charlie was increasing the speed and intensity of her mouth on my pussy, and I lost it again. But this time in the right way. I could feel an orgasm approaching. I was moaning, "Don't… Stop… Don't… Stop... Don't stop."

I looked at Kerry, reached out and as my orgasm hit, ripped her bra off and sank my head onto her boobs. I'm sure I must have bitten her nipples. I was attacking them that hard. Kerry moaned and held my head onto her boobs.

All three of us stopped, looked at each other and smiled.

Kerry said, "Wow. That's phase one completed. Let's take this into my bedroom and we can really have some fun."

Both girls took my hands and led me into Kerry's bedroom, laying me down on the bed, then stepped back and undressed each other slowly. Tantalisingly giving me a full view of their fantastic but different bodies. I'd never seen them fully naked before, and I enjoyed the view. ‘But I'm not into girls,’ I thought, confusion running through my mind.

Both girls lay down on the bed, one on each side of me and began kissing and caressing me softly and gently as before. They were really looking after me as they took me on a new experience.

They increased the intensity of their caresses. Charlie looked at Kerry and moved her hand to my pussy, pushing a single finger in and gently moving it in and out. She then withdrew her hand and held it to my mouth.

"What?" I went.

"If you're going to taste pussy juice. And you are! Two of them and very soon, but the first should be your own," Kerry told me.

Hesitantly I took her finger into my mouth and sucked my love juice from it. I'd never even done that sort of thing on my own. I was that innocent. The taste was like nothing I had experienced before, now I was committed!

Kerry rolled over me, grabbed hold of Charlie, and began to kiss and caress her. The caresses were more intense and rougher than either of them had used on me. I let them get on with it while I recovered and took stock of what had just happened to me. Then I began to feel left out. Worrying whether I was doing the wrong thing, I slid down the bed. Getting between Kerry's legs, I pushed my face into her wet, hot pussy. Kerry stiffened at the unexpected touch and let out a growl. It was a strange sound, but one Charlie and I would come to know in time. It was either a sign of extreme arousal or one of intense anger. This time it was arousal.

At first, I didn't know what to do, but instinct soon took over, and I used my tongue on her, licking her outer lips, then plunging deep into her slit. I found the little nub of her clit and sucked it into my mouth. Kerry squirmed and pushed her hips into my face. I released her clit and went back to licking her deeply and hard.

A thought went through my mind, ‘I'm in my first term at Uni, and here I am licking pussy.’ I giggled into Kerry's pussy which made her shudder.

Kerry and Charlie were now attacking each other with an intensity I couldn't match. Kerry had at least three fingers deep into Charlie, finger fucking her hard. I adjusted my position so that Charlie could get at my pussy, and she pushed two fingers into me. Using the same rhythm as Kerry did to her, Charlie finger fucked me hard. I mashed my face into Kerry and attacked her pussy, making up for lack of expertise and technique with intensity. All three of us girls were getting close now, and we all knew it. We were all moaning and groaning, then one after another, we all came, and came hard. I don't know how we managed to cum at the same time, but we did.

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