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Subject: {ASSM} It never happens to me by Henrik Larsen
Date: Mon,  7 Oct 2002 18:10:02 -0400
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Copyright Henrik Larsen 2002.


Comments are very welcome. The letters from you, the readers, is the only 
reason I keep writing and posting stories. You can reach me by e-mail at 
henlar@hotmail.com.


This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

If, for some reason, you feel offended by erotic stories, then I don't know 
why you have opened this one. Maybe to be offended, so you can complain 
about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this. If that's the 
case, my advice is to seek professional help. You need it. No hamsters were 
injured or killed when I wrote this story. Does anyone ever read this? Never 
mind. If you are not allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held 
responsible, if you choose to continue. But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

A great thanks to Old Rotorhead for editing and proofing.

Reposting or any other use of this story is strictly prohibited without the 
express, written permission of the author.


It never happens to me.


"Come on. You just have to go over and ask her," Steve said.

"Yeah. And you know what happens? The same thing that always happens: She 
says no and as I walk away she will start snickering with her friend. I'm no 
good at it and girls can sense that a mile away. I'm okay, really."

"You're just going to ask her to dance," Steve grinned.

He liked to tease me about my shyness towards girls. I'm probably what you 
would call the classic nerd, although I'm fairly muscular. Sure, I'd had 
girlfriends but with long periods alone in between. Steve simply couldn't 
understand how I could live without getting laid at least six times a week. 
He was the kind of guy who could walk up to a girl and ask her if she wanted 
to fuck, and she would throw herself into his arms and say. "I've been 
waiting for you to say that all night." You know the kind of guy. His 
success rate when it came to his actual conquests was significantly lower, 
but he still had a more active sex life than I had. I wasn't a virgin, but 
my sex life would have read more like a short story than a novel.

Yes, you may ask why a shy bookworm and a daredevil Don Juan are best of 
friends and the answer is simple: Steve is my brother. We have always joked 
about not having the same father. Mum used to say that I was like the 
milkman and Steve more like the postman, but then Dad, our real dad, would 
argue that Steve was a carbon copy of Uncle John. Naturally, there was no 
doubt about who our father was. Our parents were deeply devoted to each 
other. I mean, if you can joke about something like that you really do trust 
each other. Anyway, we both had some of our father's looks.

It was Saturday night and we were at the local disco with some of our mates. 
I was only there because Steve had talked me into it and I'd been unable to 
come up with a good excuse. I had planned to study Sunday but that 
explanation wasn't good enough and Steve had insisted. I'd only planned to 
stay for a couple of beers and go home early. Studying with a massive 
hangover was futile.

Steve gave up his attempt to get me out on the dance floor and went out 
hunting while I went to the toilet. When I returned he was on the floor with 
a beautiful girl, his hands firmly gripping her behind. Naturally, she 
looked at Steve with bedroom eyes. I went back to our table and the rest of 
my beer. I'd planned to finish it and then leave, but before could do any 
such thing a young girl came over.

"Hi. Do you wanna dance?" she asked.

I looked up at her. She was very pretty. Not the kind of girl Steve would 
hit on but just the kind of girl I liked. Natural looking with less makeup, 
and cover-up, than the glamour-girls Steve adored. She had freckles, too, 
and I loved freckled girls. I must have looked flabbergasted. My first 
thought was: "It never happens to me", but strangely it just had.

"Yes, but I'm a horrible dancer," I managed to utter.

"It's okay. I'll lead," she said with a smile that made my knees weak.

I was a hazard on the dance floor, but her feet survived. We only had one 
dance, though, but I was invited over to her table. She was at the disco 
with a friend and we all got introduced. My dance partner's name was Vicki, 
her friend's name was Lea and for your information my name is Dave. With 
that out of the way we sat and chatted for a short while until Vicki asked a 
strange question.

"So, are you enjoying your last night of freedom?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Vicki looked surprised.

"Your marriage!"

"My what?"

"Your friend told me that this was your stag night. Aren't you getting 
married?"

As she said it I could see a look of doubt on her face. I suddenly knew 
exactly what had happened.

"God damn, Steve," I said out loud. "I'm sorry, Vicki. I think my brother 
has been up to one of his funny little games. I'm not going to be married. I 
don't even have a girlfriend and my brother finds that quite disturbing, so 
he tried to fix me up with your. I'm sorry."

I got up but Vicki reached out and grabbed my arm.

"Wait a sec," she said and turned to Lea, whispering something to her. Lea 
whispered back to Vicki and they giggled. Girls giggling together always 
make me insecure and I was really losing my nerve. I just wanted to run. Her 
hand on my arm didn't hold me back physically, but the warm, soft touch felt 
so nice that it paralysed me. Vicki turned to me.

"Sit down," she said. "We'll teach your brother a lesson."

"I'm not really sure..." I started but Vicki cut me off.

"Don't worry, it's nothing bad," Vichy said.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

The girls giggled again but this time it felt less intimidating. I sat down 
again.

"We were thinking about going back to my place," Vicki said. "Just seeing 
you walk out of here with two girls should make your smart-arse brother a 
bit jealous, don't you think?"

It would undoubtedly surprise him if I went off with a girl after one dance. 
Leaving with two girls was bound to get his attention. I nodded smiling.

"Ready to leave then?" Vicki asked.

"I'll just say goodbye," I said.

Steve was still on the dance floor.

"I'm leaving," I said.

"Don't be such a drag. Stay and have some fun," Steve replied.

"I'm leaving with them," I said and pointed to Vicki and Lea. "See you 
tomorrow."

I didn't wait for his reply but it read "What! Them? You?" all over his 
face. Maybe because it was all a joke I put my arms around the girl's 
shoulders and walked out of the Disco like a real Casanova with his latest 
catch.

It turned out that Vicki lived with her parents in a big house in the rich 
part of town. Neither Vicki nor Lea seemed to fit the spoiled rich kid 
stereotype; actually, they were both nice. Vicki's parents weren't home and 
Lea was staying over to keep her company. I had expected to walk them home 
and say goodnight, but the girls had other plans and invited me in for a 
drink. I felt pretty comfortable in their company and accepted. I would 
still be able to study Sunday, even if I had one more drink.

"Do your brother often play that kind of tricks?" Lea wanted to know.

"No. He just think that all men should be like him and run around chasing 
girls all the time."

"He looks like that kind of guy," Vicki said. "We'll make sure he'll be 
jealous."

They both began to giggle again. I thought we had dealt with that part of 
their plan and was a bit puzzled.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

It only made them giggle more. Vicki whispered something to Lea.

"No, you do it," Lea said and pushed Vicki playfully.

"OK. We..." Vicki giggled timidly and started over. "Sometimes Lea and I go 
out together, like tonight, when my parents are out and we can stay here and 
bring some boys home. Not that we do that all the time. We usually go home 
alone and we... you know, talk about boys and stuff. Lea have some wild 
fantasies that she never dares to tell the boys and..."

"Vicki!" Lea yelled and punched her shoulder.

"You do!" Vicki said and punched her back.

"As if you haven't!" Lea replied.

Vicki turned to me again. "We've talked about ... things and you seemed like 
an okay kind of guy and your brother deserves a little lesson. We decided 
that this was the night to do something wild."

"Wild?" I asked.

I understood what she was saying, at least I thought I did, and it was kind 
of beyond my imagination to fully visualise it.

"Like get it on, the three of us," Vicki said and, seeing the dumbfounded 
look on my face, added: "Don't worry. We're not fanatical lesbians just 
waiting to cut your dick off."

She was blushing furiously and Lea was giggling nervously next to her on the 
couch. Not knowing what to say or do I just blurted out a "Wow!" An awkward 
silence followed. Unexpectedly it was Lea who took the next step.

"Don't you think your parents bedroom will be best," she asked Vicki.

"Yes."

Vicki stood up, took Lea's hand and pulled her up.

"We'll just be a sec," Vicki said. "We'll come down and get you when we are 
ready."

They ran upstairs and left me a lone for what felt like an hour but was less 
than five minutes.

"Come on up here," Vicki called from the top of the stairs.

I wanted to run up the stairs, but I restrained myself not to appear too 
eager and walked up the stairs to the first floor. Vicki and Lea were 
waiting at the top of the stairs. They led me into a large bedroom with a 
gigantic brass bed. Again we were in a kind of deadlock and again it was Lea 
who took the initiative, this time by action rather than words; she tugged 
Vicki's blouse up over her head. Vicki followed suit, pulling Lea's shirt up 
over her head. Then they both turned to me and began undressing me, not 
stopping until I was fully undressed. I wanted to undress them but they 
pushed me back onto the bed and proceeded to undress each other.

They were both very tense, giggling nervously and it became clear to me that 
they were not lovers. This was as new to Vicki and Lea as it was to me. The 
meaning of wild was not just about me. It was as if they forgot about me for 
a while; their eyes were at each other, timidly stealing glimpses of each 
other's bodies as they uncovered more and more. I stared at them and at 
every detail they uncovered. Vicki's fair complexion contrasted Lea's darker 
skin; Lea's small, firm breasts and slim hips complimented Vicki's full 
figure. I had everything I could dream of in front of me. When the final 
piece of garment was removed they hesitated. I could sense that something 
was going on between them.

"Are we sure?" Lea asked.

Vicki looked at her seriously and nodded.

"Sure? Everything?" Lea asked.

Vicki shuddered and nodded again.

She raised her hand to Lea's breast and touched it. Lea shivered and still 
looking deep into Vicki's eyes she put her arm around Vicki's shoulders and 
turned her towards the bed. They were both sexy in they own way and together 
they were breathtaking. Lea ushered Vicki down next to me and sat down on 
the other side of her. I wondered if they only wanted me as a spectator, but 
Lea answered that question when she took my hand and put it on Vicki's left 
breast.

When I walked up the stairs to the bedroom I had expected that I would be 
the centre of attention, but it was almost a relief that it was Vicki. Even 
though I was young and never had experienced problems with premature 
ejaculation, I was realistic enough to recognise the potential problem of 
satisfying two girls. This way I had two hands and one mouth in reserve to 
help me. Or perhaps it was Lea and Vicki who had the extra help? I was still 
unsure about that but it didn't matter.

We began caressing Vicki's soft breasts but soon our hands roamed, moving 
down over her stomach to her thighs. Vicki had closed her eyes and responded 
to our caresses with sighs and gasps. I followed Lea's track and speed, one 
hand on Vicki's breasts and the other closing in on her crotch, slowly and 
with lots of detours, but the aim was clear.

Vicki's breathing became faster and she began to shift a little. I waited 
for Lea to move the final few inches to Vicki's triangle of red hair. Though 
big and puffy, the outer lips were unable to cover the inner and it was 
obvious that Vicki was very aroused; her inner lips were glistening wet. I 
looked at Lea and she smiled wickedly and nodded. Our hands moved up on each 
side of Vicki's pussy and touched her outer lips, pressing them together 
lightly. She gasped at the much anticipated but also sudden sensation. The 
next couple of minutes we massaged her outer lips, spreading them and 
squeezing them between us, especially the top part.

Vicki's legs were spread as much as they possibly could, trapped between Lea 
and myself. As her excitement grew she constantly tried to spread them more. 
Finally she tried to pull them up and around us. It was awkward but after 
some shifting around Lea and I were sitting between Vicki's legs, which was 
spread more than I thought would be possible for her. Lea was the athletic 
type but looks can deceive and Vicki proved to be quite flexible as well.

She was completely open and I let my finger dip into the slippery folds. I 
stopped a quarter on in inch short of the spot she most wanted me to touch. 
Even though I was shy I'd had a few girlfriends and, perhaps because I was 
so shy, I'd done everything I could to learn what a girl wanted, 
theoretically. Most of what I'd read had proved to be useful in practise as 
well, at least the things I'd tried. In other words: I was not completely 
ignorant when it came to sex and female anatomy.

Lea's circled a finger around Vicki vagina. She looked at me and giggled 
timidly before slowly sinking the finger into Vicki. I moved my finger the 
last part of the way up to Vicki's sore spot and she jerk as if my finger 
had been electrically charged.

Vicki was already pretty worked up and it took little to bring her the last 
part of the way, my finger on her clit, Lea's in her vagina and each of us 
with a hand on her breasts, playing with her nipples. Her orgasm was silent 
but physically it was like an earthquake, her body shuddering and twisting 
as much as it could with her legs spread out to the limit of her capability.

We continued to stroke her thighs gently while she recovered. My hands met 
Lea's and left Vicki's body to explore Lea's. I followed her arms up to her 
shoulders, pulling her to me to engage in a kiss. While we kissed my hands 
found her breasts. They were smaller than Vicki's, only what I could have in 
my hand, but much firmer, and even though Vicki's breasts were impressive I 
was inclined to prefer Lea's. Fortunately I didn't have to choose. Perhaps 
because of the size, Lea's nipples seemed big and I could clearly feel them 
poking into the palm of my hand.

Vicki sat up and we broke our kiss. I turned to kiss her, letting go of 
Lea's left breast to have a hand free to caress Vicki again. When Vicki and 
I broke our kiss I had one hand on Lea's breast and the other on Vicki's. 
Now that I really could compare I decided that both girl had very lovely 
tits. The girls were sitting close together and looked each other in the 
eyes. I think Vicki was blushing, but perhaps it was only the flush from her 
orgasm. Their faces moved closer and closer until their lips met, 
tentatively at first but soon they kissed deeply. I'd never seen two girls 
kiss like that before, but somehow it looked right. It was one the most 
beautiful and erotic kisses I'd ever witnessed.

They forgot about me for a while, totally consumed in their kiss, but when 
they broke it was as if the had agreed what to do next. They turned to me 
and pushed me back on the bed. I was half expecting - and hoping - Lea to be 
the next centre of attention but they had decided that it was going to be 
me. I felt no reason to resist their attack and lay back on the bed as four 
hands moved up along my legs.

They progressed painstakingly slow until they finally reached my cock. Then 
things started happening. The four hands were accompanied by Vicki's tongue 
and shortly after my cock was in her warm mouth. Lea sat back and watched, 
cheering her friend.

"Try! Come on, try!"

Exactly what it was Vicki was going to try was unclear. Vicki's mouth and 
tongue was doing everything possible to drive me up the walls. What else 
could she do? She stopped and took a deep breath before taking me in again, 
this time slowly lowering her head, trying to stuff everything into her 
mouth. When my cock hit the back of her throat she gagged and had to let go 
again.

"It's too big," she gasped.

"One more time," Lea urged her.

Vicki tried again and this time Lea put a hand on her head and pressed down. 
Vicki gagged but Lea kept pressing even though Vicki fought to get away. Her 
head bopped up and down a few of times before Lea let go. Vicki coughed and 
gasped for air.

"You was trying to choke me," she yelled.

"Sorry. It was just for fun," Lea said.

"Well, it wasn't funny," Vicki snarled.

"Sorry."

Lea really looked like she was sorry. More than that, she looked like she 
was about to burst into tears. Vicki put her arms around her and hugged her 
tightly.

"Hey now. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's ok."

I sat up and began to stroke Lea hair gently. Her face was buried in Vicki's 
neck and I could not see if she was crying. After a while she raised her 
head and looked at Vicki. Looking each other deep in the eyes they engaged 
in a deep kiss. Vicki lowered Lea onto the bed without breaking the kiss and 
she ended up between Lea's legs.

It was kind of strange to sit next to two girls who were completely wrapped 
up in each other. Perhaps I was a little jealous even though I though it was 
exciting to look at them. Vicki was resting on her elbows and knees over 
Lea, both girls kneading each other's tits. Their kiss and touches grew more 
and more intense and I felt more and more left out. I debated with myself if 
I should take my clothes and leave the girls to it, but my excitement was 
stronger than my jealousy.

I lay down between the girl's legs. I had to pushed Lea's legs farther apart 
to get room but eventually I could reach her pussy with my lips and tongue. 
Both girls' pussies, actually, and in the beginning I alternated between the 
two. Hearing Lea's muffled moans as I licked her was enough to eliminate the 
last remains of jealousy. I decided that it was Lea's turn to get my 
undivided attention and used my mouth, tongue, and a finger inside her to 
give her as much pleasure as I could.

Vicki broke the kiss and sat down next to Lea. She still had one hand on 
Lea's breasts but with the other she pulled up her leg. Regardless of the 
fact that I already had a finger inside her, Vicki slipped her index finger 
in alongside mine. It was a strange feeling, apparently also for Lea, 
judging from her excited cries. Vicki used her finger differently from what 
I did. I only moved in and out but she twisted and hooked her finger as if 
she was trying to stimulate Lea's clitoris from the inside. It was 
impossible for me to see if it had any effect. Contrary to her friend, Lea 
was noisy and uninhibited. Still, when Vicki pulled her finger out, Lea 
complained.

"No, don't!" and then the next second: "Oh my god. VickiiIIIII!"

Being too close to the action I was unable to see what Vicki was doing, so I 
stopped licking for a second to see what it was that made Lea climb the 
walls. Vicki had placed her slippery finger at Lea's nether hole, wriggling 
it, trying to coax it into the tightly close opening. I quickly resumed my 
part of the job and although I could no longer see what was going on I could 
feel Vicki's finger next to mine a moment later. Lea's anxious cries turned 
into a content: "Oh yes. Don't stop!"

We didn't. I used my finger like Vicki had used hers to caress the inside of 
Lea's vagina and together Vicki and I sent Lea into a frenzy which was 
either an epileptically seizure or an orgasm. Lea was indeed noisier than 
Vicki.

Now that both girls were at least temporary satisfied they once again turned 
their attention to me and in particular to a certain part on my anatomy. 
Vicki straddled me and Lea guided my cock into the right position. Vicki 
slowly lowered herself onto me with a sigh. I think I sighed, too. It sure 
felt good and Lea's fingers, gently caressing my balls, only made it feel 
better.

Vicki rested when she was completely settled on my cock and I had plenty of 
time to fully take in the sensation of her tight, warm orifice and Lea's 
hands, but the interaction between the two girls captured my attention. Lea 
was sitting behind Vicki and was caressing Vicki's tits with one hand. Vicki 
leaned back against Lea with her eyes closed, a perfect image of slow, 
intense, loving pleasure. It was wonderful and exciting to look at and I 
more or less forgot about myself. Lea covered Vicki's neck with butterfly 
kisses and abandoned my balls to caress Vicki's tits with both hands, but I 
hardly noticed. Seeing Vicki leaning back against Lea, seeing Lea knead and 
squeeze her big tits, seeing how my cock was buried deep in her vagina and 
stretched her lips around its base was more than enough to occupy my mind.

Lea had gradually backed away from Vicki and now she took her hands and made 
her support herself in that laid back position while she moved around to the 
front. Vicki opened her eyes and looked at Lea, apparently conscious about 
what she was going to do.

"You don't have to," she said.

"I've done it a thousand times in my fantasies. I have to try it for real," 
Lea replied.

Lea was lying half way across my stomach and her head and torso were 
blocking my view, but I could hear Vicki moaning and I knew what Lea was 
doing. It was so exciting in a way I'd never imagined. I can't really put it 
into words but there was something going on between the two girls, tender 
emotions that penetrated everything they did and rubbed off at me. 
Strangely, I could contain my excitement and as Lea got more and more into 
licking Vicki she moved closer to me until I could reach her crotch with my 
mouth.

We ended up in a triangle: Vicki sitting on my cock, Lea licking her pussy 
and me licking Lea's pussy with a finger inserted in each of her holes. I 
was in a state of sensory overload and I hardly noticed that Vicki began to 
move until she was really bouncing up and down on my cock. Suddenly I became 
aware of the volatile state I was in. What exactly made me mention it to 
Vicki is not quite clear to me. It might have been because I was not using a 
condom and I knew I was pretty fertile. I'd already cause one abortion and 
that had ruined an otherwise beautiful love affair. More likely, it was 
plainly because I had not had the chance to do anything with Lea. Anyway, I 
gasped something like: "I'm getting close."

Vicki reacted promptly.

"I'm not protected," she replied.

There was a hint of panic in her voice, especially when she added. "We 
mustn't stain the sheets."

I must admit she was thinking fast. Both girls were. Vicki literally jumped 
off and tried to get my cock into her mouth before it was too late. Lea had 
the same idea and it was so very close to ending in a disaster and the 
hollow sounds of two heads smashing together. Lea was closer and a little 
bit faster than Vicki and plunged her head down on my cock just before Vicki 
reached the same spot. In a split second Vicki turned away to avoid a 
painful collision with Lea's skull. She lost her balance and brought down 
her arm on Lea's head instead and being out of balance it took a while 
before she moved it. I don't think she was trying to get back at Lea for 
what she had done, but the effect was the same. Lea gagged as my cock was 
pushed hard against the back of her throat, perhaps even into it. The tight 
pressure around the head of my cock was just too much for me and I exploded 
while still lodged in the tight confinement in the back of Lea's throat.

Lea was not only being choked by my cock; I also poured cum into her. She 
gagged and coughed and since her mouth was blocked there was only one way my 
cum could get out: her nose. The only good thing there was to say about the 
climax of our evening together was that the two jets of cum from Lea's 
nostrils ended on my stomach and thighs, not on the sheets.

It took a little time to get Lea on her feet again, but she also laughed 
when we talked about it afterwards. What else was there to do? There were a 
couple of wet spots on the sheets but they originated from the girls and we 
managed to dry them with a blow-dryer. Vicki's parents would never notice, 
even if the came home early.


"Are you going to see them again?" was Steve's first reaction when I had 
briefly given an account of my night with Lea and Vicki.

"I don't know. Maybe. We exchanged numbers," I said.

"Damn. Why does something like that never happens to me?" was his last words 
as he went out the door.


Comments are very welcome. The letters from you, the readers, is the only 
reason I keep writing and posting stories. You can reach me by e-mail at 
henlar@hotmail.com.


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