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  JZL11_09: The Next Week   When Can We Do It Again?

Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001.  Please don't
distribute in an altered form, or with any charges for acquisition.

JZL is my life story series.  You can find out more about the entire
series at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzlstories.html, and more
of year 11 at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/jeffzephyr/www/jzeleven.html

JZL11 - Eleven, I get to actually experience this thing called sex. -
by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000, 2001.     


JZL11_09A (part one of two): The Next Week   When Can We Do It Again? 
 (mf mff oral rom)
by Jeff Zephyr


Next week, we had more talks at school about our relationship and sex.
Sherry and Maureen got together privately with Annie, and I knew that
they'd been worried about how Annie would react to all that we'd done,
especially the lesbian parts.  They were very happy that Annie was
cool about this all.  All four of us walked to Sherry's house
together, and we all held hands, again.  When we got to Sherry's
house, Sherry kissed me, then Maureen did, and then Annie did.  I felt
very happy at this arrangement, that all my friends were getting along
together so well.  Annie said, "This is so cool, how we can all do
this and not be jealous.  Let's promise never to get jealous, ever!"

We did that, swearing that we would always be friends, no matter what.
Despite this revelation, Sherry and Maureen still didn't kiss each
other in the open, on the sidewalk by their house,  but they hugged
each other, then they  hugged Annie between them.

At school, we talked on the playground about where we might get
together to "do stuff" - our quickly invented code for having sex -
and be comfortable.  It was a chilly spring, often raining.  That
ruled out most outdoor places, other than to get briefly naked or have
quick contact.  Wednesday, while going home with Sherry and Maureen,
we stopped and went behind a garage, in the shadow where it didn't
seem likely anyone could have seen us. 


It wasn't truly private, but no one could easily see us without
getting close, and we'd probably hear them first.  I really wanted to
do something with them, more than just kiss and hold hands.  My
friends seemed to want it just as much as I did, maybe even more! 
Maureen was the one who suggested the space between the garages as
being secret enough without going off too far, so we could get
together on the way home without looking suspicious.   When we got
there, it was Maureen, again leading the sex situation, who said,
"Take your pants down, Jeff.  I want to play with your penis!"

Sherry smiled at that and kissed me, whispering in my ear, like a
secret, "I haven't tasted your stuff, your jism, semen, not yet, and
Maureen has.  She says that I have to do it or else, you know how it
is.  I want to do it, too, because she said it was fun, and Annie said
so too."

I dropped my pants, and we all sat on our coats, which we put on the
cold concrete to make it more comfortable.  Both girls licked my dick,
one on each side, almost kissing each other with me in between,
tongues touching.  They were sharing me, sharing the pleasure they
were giving me and I loved the sensation, and the wonderful feeling of
being a part of them this way.  They looked so sweet, licking and
kissing me, leaning over my lap, moving into a real kiss as they
reached the tip of my dick.

It had been about a week and a half since we made love last, with me
wanting it all the time with them.  Their attention this day felt like
heaven.  Maureen moved to my balls and below, licking and stroking
gently,  while Sherry worked on my shaft, sucking on the tip hard,
barely hitting it with her teeth at all, and it was just so good.

I whispered, softly, "You are just so nice, both of you, that's so
good!"  But I was afraid to say more, or make too much noise, in case
someone might hear us.  The sounds of sex were enough, though that was
not too loud for what we were doing.

I wasn't sure whether I should warn Sherry or not as my orgasm
approached.  I had this thought:  if she intended to swallow it all,
having it come as a surprise would make it easier.  Right after that,
almost without thinking, I said in a quiet voice but not quite a
whisper, "That is so nice, Sherry, how you're eating me up, ah . . . 
oh . . . "

Sherry recognized my tone, and maybe those sighs, as signs of my
approaching orgasm, and she sucked me in deeper, pushing her mouth
down over my dick, slipping her tongue around the tip, drawing my
orgasm right out of me, along with my hot come.  She held on, as my
body jerked in time with her sucking.

She managed to hold it in, and swallow it, but her face was all
scrunched up, as if she didn't like the taste but was forced to eat it
anyway, like parents do to kids with some foods.  We didn't have a
soda handy, or anything to drink.  To make up for that, and because I
was starting to think it was a really sexy thing to do, I kissed
Sherry, licking inside her mouth, finding my flavor strong inside her.
Annie said I tasted good, yummy even, and I was beginning to think
that she was right.  I certainly thought that Annie's pussy was tasty,
no longer licking her just to make her feel good.  And kissing Sherry
after she had sucked me until I came, seemed very sweet, wonderful
loving kisses, and I knew that was good to do.

I was again very aware of my surroundings, and the girls had gotten me
off first, quickly.  I knew we weren't in all that secret of a place,
and might be discovered at any time.  I'd read some things which
suggested that men quit wanting sex, or at least were less willing to
please their partners and do risky things, after an orgasm, and I felt
some of that.  But I, as with Annie on Friday, wanted to make my lover
girls feel the joy of sex they'd given me, and to taste them and enjoy
their bodies, just as much as before.

"Maureen, I'll do you first, OK?" I asked.  There were several reasons
for me to do Maureen first.  The main one was that I wanted to feel
free to do Sherry as long as we could, without worrying that I had to
do Maureen afterward.  She was special to me, and I really wanted to
pay her back for the fine blow job she'd given me.

Maureen slid her pants and panties down in one quick motion, and I
wasted a little time just looking at her bare bottom, moving around
her to look from both sides.  That was another reason I wanted to do
Maureen first.  I loved Sherry and Annie, but I found Maureen's
reddish hair around her pussy special too, more grown-up, and not
something to remind me so much of my baby sister Cher.  It wasn't a
big reason, but I loved looking at the naked girls in the magazines, 
but Maureen's pussy in the flesh looked even better and I was going to
do more than just look!

She lay down as I had, but instead of slipping one leg off and just
spreading her legs apart, she leaned back and pulled her legs up,
folding at the knees, to expose more of her bottom to me.  Her pussy
looked very wet and open, and it made me want to dive in and stay
there forever.

I reached for my pants leg, to pull it back on so I could cover up,
but Sherry caught that, and pulled them away from me, saying, "Lick
Maureen's pussy, eat her up, all nice and sweet, and I'll play with
you.  Let me play with your penis, your dick, OK, Jeffie?  I want to
do it again, please?"

I wasn't about to say no to Sherry, and she hadn't called me Jeffie in
a year or so,  that just got to me.  It was like when we were kids. 
Of course, some might say that we still were, but I didn't feel like a
child when I was with my girlfriends. 

I moved up to my hands and knees, leaned to kiss Maureen's red-haired
pussy, and spread my legs so my friend Sherry could play with me as
she liked.  A tentative lick, just a taste of her pussy, then I
sniffed, inhaling her fragrance, rubbing my face in her body hair,
nuzzling her with light kisses and licks.  I was in heaven, just
touching her there again, no hurry to do more.  Of course, I did do
some more, but I kept my licks light, especially on her clit.  Maureen
seemed to tense up some when I touched that spot, and though I knew it
really made her feel good, I'd read   and noticed with Sherry   that
it was sometimes very sensitive. Kissing around it, lightly on it,
made her sigh with delight.

Sherry softly licked and kissed my dick, which was still soft and wet
from her earlier attentions. The combination of her sweet, soft
touches, and the sensations of eating Maureen, gently, enjoying her
fragrance and taste, overwhelmed everything else.  Sherry's touches on
me spurred me to speed up my action on Maureen.  I licked and sucked
faster, harder, and Maureen spread her legs wider, pulling them up,
making it easier for me to do that.

Maureen squeaked   not a squeal, but almost a shriek   when I sucked
on her clit directly, and then said, panting, "Do that, lick me fast,
do it, eat it, that's good . . . "

I locked my lips around her clit, and licked her hard and fast, diving
in to eat her up.  My face was pressed into her, but I kept my eyes
open, looking up at her smiling face.  She nodded her head, signaling
me to eat her even harder, and I did that.  Sherry was humming in
delight, enjoying her chance to play with my dick, pulling on it,
blowing on it, tasting it lightly all over from my navel to balls and
all around it, even though it was still not yet hard again.

Sherry pulled on the tip of my dick, squeezing it and stretching it. 
Then, she licked it all over, lightly, gently, before letting it
restore to its normal soft length.  She softly rubbed and stroked it,
nibbled lightly with her teeth, blew on it, kissing it, every touch
soft and gentle.  It wasn't intense enough to spur me to another
orgasm, though it was blissful delight to feel her touching me there,
while I was giving our friend so much pleasure.  I felt like I was
floating on her touches, her love.

Maureen's orgasm came as a surprise to me, hard and wild.  I held on,
keeping my lips on her clit, my face on her pussy, sucking on it as
she wriggled and bucked underneath me.  I kept licking her pussy hard,
until she said, "OK, Oh God Jeffie, that was just so cool!  Sherry,
are you still playing with his dick?"

"Mmm," Sherry hummed, "Yes, I am.  I've always wanted to just play
with it, and since you were busy, I thought it would be fun!"

I was still licking Maureen's pussy, slower now, because my face was
still pressed into it and she hadn't pulled away.  I slid down,
licking her vagina, enjoying the moisture there.  The books mentioned
something about girl come and ejaculation, but I hadn't seen that
happen exactly, but there was sure something there which wasn't
before.  Sherry hadn't stopped her stroking and licking on me, either.
I wasn't in a hurry to end this situation, and if Maureen wanted me to
give her another orgasm, and Sherry wanted to keep playing with me
until I came again, I was ready for that.

Finally Maureen said, "I'm glad we got to play with Jeff again.  I
think it is your turn now, Sherry.  We can just swap, OK?"

We all  stood up again, stretching a little, my pants and Maureen's
still down, the cold air stimulating me,  cooling off my arousal but
not my desire to do more with my friends.  Doing Maureen again would
be nice, but making Sherry happy would be even nicer, paying her back
for what she'd just done for me.

Sherry dropped her pants, but didn't pull them off.  Instead, she
bowed her feet in, spreading her legs but making it harder to simply
lay between them.  Her shoes wouldn't let her pull her pants off, and
she was afraid, I guess, to take them off, in case someone interrupted
us.  Maureen pulled her own pants back on, which was probably as well
for me because I couldn't look at her naked body and eat Sherry's
pussy at the same time, and the temptation to try would have been
distracting.

I started licking Sherry's leg, right by her left knee, then up the
inside, slowly and softly, stopping right before I reached her pussy. 
I loved how she had handled me, softly touching all around my
sensitive private places, not just going for the part which would make
me come.  I wanted to make her feel that too.  Maureen seemed to have
the same idea because she rubbed my dick with her hand and licked and
kissed, but didn't try to suck it hard at all.

We spent a long while on slow licking and kissing.  Maureen played
with my balls, holding each one gently between her fingers, licking
them, kissing them, and it felt so wonderful! "That is so sweet, you
can keep doing that all day long!" I told her, sighing.  My dick was
hardening again, but I wasn't in a hurry to have more done with it,
yet.  I wanted to concentrate on making my Sherry feel wonderful too.

I licked all around her pussy, crossing the center each time I passed,
but not lingering long.  Eventually, I moved to the center and licked
her up and down, slowly at first then faster when her sighs of delight
made it hard for me not to try to bring her to climax.  Then faster
still, hoping to give her as wonderful an orgasm as I had  just given
Maureen.

Sherry seemed to like what I was doing, but no orgasm was coming
along.  I heard some noises from the street, and maybe that distracted
Sherry, if she noticed them.  I stopped licking to say, "Maybe,
Sherry, you should use your fingers to help me this time, OK?"

Sherry didn't seem to mind that suggestion, and put one hand on her
pussy, rubbing it, and pointing out where I should suck and lick,
guiding me.  Maureen gave up on licking me to move next to Sherry,
kissing her on the lips, hugging her and rubbing her chest through her
clothes.  We both wanted to help make Sherry come, and together I was
sure we could do it quickly.  I loved how they cooperated to get me
off, and I knew we both loved Sherry a lot, so this could be really
special, a great, wild, wonderful bit of joy we could share!

I could feel Sherry push her pussy up at me, rubbing her clit with her
fingers as I licked around it, and in between them.  Maureen was
kissing Sherry's neck, with one hand on each breast, and I was lost in
the joy of giving my lover pleasure, knowing that I'd soon feel her
come in my mouth.

"That's so good, Jeff, Oh . . . " Sherry said.

Suddenly, loud voices startled us.  They weren't far away, and I
wasn't sure for a moment where they were, or even where I was, lost in
the sensations, concentrating only on making love to Sherry.  In a
confused panic, Sherry pushed us off her, pulling her pants up.  I did
the same thing, though I had to slide one shoe off in order to do
that.  Maureen stood, holding our coats, watching to see if whoever we
heard would come closer.  We all struggled to quickly straighten our
clothes, so we'd look normal.

Two boys, older teens, ran past us, right past, not just on the
street.  They didn't say anything to us, just went by, no sign that
they'd heard anything of what we were doing.  We were alone again, and
all of us breathed hard, a sigh of relief.  I'd held my breath, and
didn't even notice it until they were gone.

Sherry said, "We should go home, OK?"

"But you didn't get it, you know, an orgasm," I told her.   I really
wanted to do that for her, and I was sure that we'd almost done it.

"I know, I want it too, but I'm too scared now."

"Well, I'm scared too.  But we could still, you know, try to do it
quickly."

"No, it won't work.  I'd be too scared.  I'm sorry, we'll get another
chance."

I hoped it would be soon.  I wanted to do it, and even more, with
Sherry and Maureen.  Stealing a few minutes like this, even though it
seemed longer when we were doing it, was fine, but I really wanted to
just be with them with no time limits, no interruptions.  I really
wanted to make Sherry feel good, the way she'd done for me.

Sherry kissed me, holding me close, then said, "You were great today. 
I love you!"

"I love you too.  And you too, Maureen!" I said, louder than I meant
to.  Then, I kissed and hugged Maureen.  We three held each other for
a minute or so, then put our coats back on, leaving our not so private
place.

We weren't far from Sherry's house.  Sherry left, and Maureen and I
followed.  Talking here might be private enough, but I no longer felt 
as safe as I had when we were having sex. 

When we got to Sherry's house, we stopped to talk and kiss, standing
on the sidewalk in front  as usual. At least it  had been usual for us
in the past but that day was different.  Our interrupted sexual
encounter still had us hot inside.  If Sherry's mom hadn't been home,
I'd have suggested that we go inside and just do it there, despite the
risk.

Instead, we talked about sex.  A serious talk, not the way we tried to
talk about it at school without using any explicit words or going into
any details.  That didn't work well anyway, because we were too afraid
to say anything at all which might get us caught.  We walked slowly
away from Sherry's house, out in the open, but with no one close, so
we could hear each other, and notice if anyone came close enough to
hear what we'd say.  We still talked quietly, but we just couldn't
hold back our words.

I hadn't been with them in naked privacy for ten days.  Despite my
wonderful time with Annie, getting naked with her and then this week,
touching her without getting naked, it was still these two girls that
I wanted to be with.  I wanted to share things with them, and what had
just happened was just so close to perfect, but not quite.  Well, not
perfect, because I really did want a repeat of our all day naked time,
but feeling Sherry's orgasm come close and escape felt frustrating.  I
know, I had come just fine, and I was warming up to a second one
myself, but I was really wanting to make Sherry feel so good, the way
she had made me feel.

"I really want to make love to you, Sherry, to make you feel happy," I
said. "I loved doing that for Maureen, but I just wish we could get
together more."

Maureen said, "I know, ever since we were with you, I keep thinking
about doing it again.  Sherry and I have been together almost every
night, and we've been doing it together every time, more than ever."

Sherry nodded, and added, "It was so cool, last summer, when we
touched each other, making orgasms together.  After I kissed Maureen,
real tongue kissing, for practice . . . "  She smiled and kissed me, a
nice wet kiss. "We were doing it to practice for you, and it just
seemed so nice, it was OK to do more, touching each other.  It turned
into more than just practicing, and, well . . . "

Maureen interrupted, "Kissing like that we did only in bed, usually
naked together.  I couldn't kiss you like that without thinking about 
me and Sherry together.  I wanted to do it before, but I don't know, I
guess we just weren't ready.  And I wasn't sure if you'd think it was
OK for us to kiss like that, and do things.  No way we were going to
quit doing it however, not after last summer."

They went on to tell me more about their summertime discovery of love.
A lot of details about touching each other, then kissing nipples, and
soon after, pussy licking to orgasm.  I was lost in their dreamy
lustful story, and Sherry was pushing her body against mine, rubbing
her pussy against my hip, exciting me terribly, and I was sure she was
heating up was well.

Sherry said, "It was so quick, from touching each other there and
making orgasms, to making love, kissing every special place.  Like you
saw us on the beach?" She kissed me on my neck, enthusiastically.  "I
just couldn't help it, you know?  It felt so wonderful, it just had to
be good to do that with my best friend."

We all agreed that it was too good a thing to stop doing it.  Maureen
went on more about how she had played with herself first, using toys
to rub her body, pushing into her vagina.  Later, she shared this play
with Sherry, knowing that it was practice for doing it with a boy, and
sometimes they'd pretend that I was doing it with them.  Sherry didn't
like things stuck in her pussy the same way, but that was OK, because
licking and kissing there was good too.

"But now that we've shared this secret with you," Maureen explained,
"it is even better! I'm so glad that you know about us, and love us. 
I just wanted to tell you, and let you in on what we were doing. 
Especially when I was pretending that it was you doing things when
Sherry touched me.  What we were doing was just so nice, but..."

Sherry interrupted to ask, "Are we normal girls even if we're
Lesbians?" looking at me. I was sure she wanted my answer, not
Maureen's.

"Yes, sure you are.  I said that on the beach."

She reminded me about what I'd said last fall, and of course I
explained that I didn't mean 'normal' as being OK or good or whatever
- just what most people expected.  I was very surprised at their
revelation, and hadn't suspected it at all. 

"I really love you both, and I'm so glad that you have each other and
are happy in love together too," I said. "You are so lucky to be able
to sleep together all the time!"

Sherry said, "Like Maureen said, it is even better now that we've done
it with you.  She gets so hot, talking about it, pretending that we're
with you again.  I think about it too, I guess.  I, well, just want it
all the time now.  I mean, I wanted it before, sure, but it feels good
knowing that you love us too."

"Me too!" I said, loudly.  "I wish I could help you out with that.  I
mean, making love with you together and making you both feel good."

"Maybe you can," Maureen said. "You said you had some books, which
told about sex, including Lesbian sex, right?" she asked, smiling
nervously at me.  Then, less nervous, she shyly asked, "Just tell us
all about that, OK?"

I wasn't sure why that embarrassed her more than talking about what
we'd done together, but I tried to tell them everything I could
remember.  I promised to look for more, because I'd concentrated on
things that boys did with girls when I read, though I did look at
other things.  They'd had some books to read too, but nothing which
went into such detail, nor which had much about girls doing things
with girls only.  Penthouse had some of that in the letters thing, but
it didn't seem exactly like what they were doing together.

They seemed to know a lot of what I mentioned, and had done a lot of
it as well.  The one thing that they hadn't tried much was anal play,
but then, I hadn't either.  Up until now, I would have thought it was
disgusting, but today, hugging Sherry, I pressed my hands on her
behind and imagined touching her there when we were naked,  it seemed
OK.  Still, it wasn't the same thing as doing more there than just
touching lightly.  But there was one other thing which I described
which they hadn't done, not like I'd explained it.  And it sounded
nice.

"Tribadism, the book called it, rubbing your pussies together, so your
clitorises touch.  You kind of have to cross your legs together, to
rub your buttons, so you can push together and make an orgasm.  It is
kind of like fucking, but just for girls.  Oh, I guess it can feel
nice for boys touching boys, but I'm not sure it works as well."

"Oh, we do that," Maureen answered.  "Laying on each other, pussies
touching, like we did on the beach, standing up or kissing.  It feels
really nice, but we never got an orgasm from that part.  Not yet
anyway."

I explained that they had to face each other  so that the best spots
would rub.  I also explained how boys did the same thing, rubbing
their dicks together, but how that when I tried that with Jack it
didn't get an orgasm for me either.

We talked more about sex in general, body kisses and naked back rubs,
and how lovely it was to do that.  I'd rubbed them both before, but
not naked, and they got to do it together all the time!  The idea of
erogenous zones, places anywhere on the body which we could touch and
make us feel nice, not just our sex parts, they had already figured
out.  It was the private places which worked best, and which required
privacy to explore, but it was nice to be able to touch and make
ourselves feel nice.  Our hugging conversation was doing that for me,
and I felt sure it was for the girls too.

I felt really good to be making them feel great, doing something to
give them pleasure.  Even if it was only advice and conversation, a
suggestion of a new thing to try when they got alone together, it was
still special to share it with them.

"I'd really like to help you out more, to make you feel good, both of
you.  Especially you, Sherry, for being so nice to me today!" I said.

Maureen said, "I'll kiss her for you, as good as I can, OK?  I know,
it isn't like you doing it, but we can pretend, and think of you.  Is
that OK?  Will that make it better?"

"Yes, I guess so."

Then I kissed Sherry, a lovely long wet kiss.  After that, I kissed
Maureen, hugging her tightly, then whispered, "Make her feel really,
really good, OK?"

"I will.  Right away, as soon as we get inside, if I can.  I love you,
Jeff."  Maureen kissed me again after saying that, and I thought of
how she could just go into Sherry's house and get naked in her room,
and make love, and Sherry's mom wouldn't even say anything about it. 
They were so lucky!

I went home, happy, imaging Maureen naked, kissing Sherry all over,
doing what I'd done, and making her a fine, joyous orgasm.  I was
ready for that myself, and worried that someone might notice my
hard-on as I walked home, but I did calm down a little as I went.  I
hoped I'd run into Annie, but she hadn't waited for me at school.  Not
that I expected that, since I'd told her that Sherry and Maureen and I
would try to 'do stuff' if we could find a place.

Annie was so nice about that, I thought.  Even though we hadn't gotten
naked together since Friday, and I really wanted to do that, she was
happy to let me have a chance with my other girlfriends.  Even though
she'd miss out on her time with me!  At least, I thought, Annie and I
had a chance to drop our pants and kiss our secret places the last two
days, and that was good.  Even just finding a private place to just
kiss Annie, clothed, was wonderful.  Sherry and Maureen and I could do
that, but not for too long without worrying that someone might notice.
This day we spent a lot longer at it than usual, but at least no one
came by and said anything, even though we were almost caught
bare-bottomed.

We talked about this stuff the next day, trying to talk around the
real subject on the playground.  Annie was happy that I'd had some
time with the other girls, but seemed disappointed when we couldn't
say more about it right there.  We all knew we couldn't do that, but
it was very hard not to talk about it a little.


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