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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  (mfmF)  Chapter 31
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CHAPTER  31 

With a lot of time on my hands, I decided to wash my car. I was inside
cleaning out the back when Desi stuck her head in and said "Hi."

"What are you doing here? Why aren't you at the beauty parlor with the
other girls?"

She grinned, tossed her pretty head with its short curly hair, and
said, "Haven't you noticed? I'm 'wash and wear.' I'd rather be here
with you."

I said, "C'mon Desi, no fooling around! I'm with somebody I like a
lot."

"I know. I wish it was me."

"Desi, why me? I've never encouraged you. I know we fooled around a
couple of times, but I never started it."

"I know, but ever since you tried to kiss me that time when I was
thirteen, I've thought of almost no-one else but you. When you were
with Sam, I was jealous, but I thought I could wait her out. But this
girl is different. You like her a lot, don't you?"

"Yes I do, and I don't want you to mess things up for me."

She looked so sad that I wanted to hold her, but I knew that doing so
would be a bad idea. Instead, I said, "You know that I'll always be
your friend, don't you?"

Her eyes were moist when she looked at me. But she nodded and turned
to leave. Then she turned back and said, "You'll always be there if I
need you, won't you?"

I said, "Always."

Then she said something odd. She said, "And I'll always be here if
something goes wrong and you need me."

As she walked away, I thought to myself, 'that was too quick! I know
Desi. She doesn't give up that easily. I wonder if she has something
up her sleeve?

It was almost six when Kristen, Della, and a very excited Denise got
back and they were chattering like a bunch of hens. Their hair was in
scarves, but their makeup looked great. Denise had some kind of
cover-up stuff on her scars, so you could barely see them.

Kristen plopped down a large bag and said, "Eat!" She quickly grabbed
some clothes that were in a hanging bag she had brought with her; then
the three of them ran out the door and got into Della's car.

As they drove off, Kristen yelled, "Give us a couple of hours. We'll
call you when we're ready."

The stuff in the bag turned out to be some luke-warm Chinese food, but
I was hungry, so I wolfed it down.

At seven o'clock, I started to get ready with a shower and shave.
Then, I took my suit out of the bag. I'd had to have it let out, and I
hadn't tried it on since I picked it up from the tailor, but he'd done
a great job -- it fit like a glove.

Then I sat down and waited -- And waited.

A little after eight, the phone rang, and Kristen said, "Okay, come
and get us," so I drove over.

Desi and Bob met me at the door. Bob was in a dark suit and looked
very dapper, Desi was in a multi colored dress that made her look
older and quite beautiful. Both were grinning, and when I asked why,
they said, "You'll see!"
So I went inside.

Mr. Torres was dressed and sitting in the living room, drinking a
beer.
When I came in, he winked. I asked what was going on and Desi said,
"Dad! Shhh!"

A few minutes later, both Denise and Kristen came to the doorway to
the living room and stopped. Denise wore a great looking green dress
that made her red hair stand out, and she looked like a million bucks.

But Kristen was a jaw-dropper. She was decked out in a long white
dress with sequins in several places. Her hair was an ebony mane
behind her, and when she looked at me and smiled, I thought my heart
would stop. 

She and Denise stood by the door and kept glancing through it. 
I couldn't take my eyes off Kristen, but slowly something caught my
eye. Her dress somehow looked familiar, but I couldn't think of where
I'd seen it before.

Then Kristen nodded and Denise stepped forward and said, "Ladies and
gentleman, I give you Della Torres!"

Della stepped into the room. Her hair was piled on top her head, and
there were strands hanging down in that casual, but deliberate look
that is so popular. She was poised and graceful, and looked seven feet
tall.
Her dress was incredible. It was coal black and against her bronze
skin, it made her look as though she glowed. It accentuated her small
waist and had a million pleats. When she moved, it seemed to shimmer.
The bust line was low and the creamy tops of her breasts were showing,
but the look was elegant. Then she slowly turned around. The top had
some tiny straps running across the back, but that's all there was!
 From the back, it looked like she wasn't wearing anything at all. It
was open all the way down to her hips. You couldn't see anything, but
you got the impression that if she moved wrong, you could see the
crack of her butt. 
The whole effect was astonishing.

I looked quickly at the other girls. I expected to see little pangs of
jealousy. Instead, they were all beaming at her. Even Desi was
smiling.
Mrs. Torres was standing in the hall behind her, and I thought I saw
tears on her cheeks.

And just then it dawned on me where I had seen the dress Kristen was
wearing. 

Desi and Bob left first, then Denise, Kristen and I got into my car.
Della rode with her folks in their bigger car, because she didn't want
to wrinkle her dress getting into mine. Besides, they were going to be
a few minutes late so Della could make an "Entrance" at the dance.

When we got to the dance, I walked in with both girls on my arm, to a
lot of admiring glances from the young, and not so young guys. Denise
went to talk to some of her school friends and the first chance I had,
I gave Kristen a huge kiss.

She said, "What was that for?"

I said, "That's your dress Della is wearing, isn't it?"

She grinned and said, "How did you know?"

"Because you're wearing what she wore last summer. Why did you do it?"

Kris looked at me oddly, but answered, "Because Della has some
problems, and we are about the same size, so I thought it would be fun
to boost her spirits

"What kinds of problems?"

"Not now, dear, we'll talk about it another time."

It was obvious she wasn't going to elaborate, so I said, "That's a
beautiful dress. Where did you get it?"

"It was made for me by a designer. I wore it to the inauguration last
year."

"Whose inauguration?"

"Why, the President of the United States, silly!"

I blinked at that. Hard. Every time I thought I'd adjusted to
Kristen's lifestyle, she'd casually drop a bombshell on me.

Della made her entrance a few minutes later, and what an entrance it
was. Jaws were dropping all over the hall. She walked up to us, took
our arms and walked us to the table where the punch was. Every young
guy in the place followed us. A lot of them were also looking at
Kristen, so I made sure I held on to her arm.

The band was on a break, and when they came back a lot of the guys
were asking Della to dance, but a tall good-looking, dark haired guy
bulled his way through and led her away. They made a beautiful couple.
He was a good dancer and you could tell Della was pleased being with
him.

Kristen and I began dancing and it was obvious she had a lot of
training. 
We moved very well together, and I was really enjoying myself when I
felt a tug on my arm. It was Denise and she was wearing a huge grin.
Kristen smiled and let me go, and I began dancing with Denise. 

She started talking excitedly. She said, "Pete, you're not going to
believe this. Three guys have asked me to dance already. Two of them
actually got into an argument about it!"

I pretended I was shocked as I raised my eyebrows and said, "Why are
you surprised?! You're one of the most beautiful girls in this whole
place. Della and Kris were both worried that when the guys saw you,
nobody would ask them to dance!"

She hugged me tightly to her and said, "Pete, you're full of crap, but
I love you for saying it. I want you to know that I haven't forgotten
you. The Torres have been wonderful to me and I love them. And you
were the one who made it happen. I know I don't have a chance with you
against girls like Kristen and Della, but if you ever need a friend,
or more... you  can count on me."

I hugged her back and I was about to ask her about her mom, but just
then the song ended, and I noticed two guys standing across the room
with their eyes glued to her. So I walked her over to them, and in a
voice just loud enough for them to hear, I whispered, "I don't know
what you see in those guys, but if you get tired of them, I'll be
waiting." Both of the guys looked stunned when I turned and walked
away.

I was looking for Kristen as the next song started, when I noticed
Della. She was still dancing with the dark haired guy. It was a slow
dance and she had her head on his shoulder. She looked like she was
having a good time.

I finally found Kristen; unfortunately, she was dancing with someone.
Then I spied Bob and Desi standing at the side of the room. I walked
over and asked Bob if Desi could dance with me. He nodded, so I took
her to the floor.

I asked, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, he's mad because I danced with this guy named Phil, and he's
jealous."

"Bob likes you a lot, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, and I guess I like him, too."

"He's a good guy. Don't forget, I'm the one who introduced you two,
and I don't pick bad people. You should start being nicer to him." 
Then I had a thought, so I leaned in close and whispered, "But I'm not
saying that you should sleep with him."

She didn't answer; she just smiled. I got the impression my warning
might have come too late.

Every time I looked for Kristen, she was dancing with someone new, so
I danced with a couple of girls I had met during the summer. A little
later, the band took another break, and I found the girls all standing
together around the punch bowl. Della was there with the dark haired
guy. I walked up and put my arm around Kristen; right away, she
snuggled against me and said, "I'm really having a good time. I forgot
what fun it was, being around people my age."

I made a mental note to ask her what that meant.

Then she said, "Della, introduce Pete to your friend."

Della smiled and said, "Pete, this is Larry," and we shook hands. He
had a nice smile, and when we shook hands, he had a firm grip. He
seemed like a nice guy.

When the music started again, Della stepped to me and said, "I think
you owe me a dance."

We went to the floor and Larry and Kristen followed us. 

It was a slow number and I was able to tell Della how beautiful she
looked.

She said, "I'm sure you know that this dress belongs to Kristen. When
she brought it to the house and took it out of the bag, I nearly
fainted. It's the most beautiful thing I ever saw. Mom says it
probably cost five or six thousand dollars. Maybe more. When Kristen
saw how much I liked it, she immediately insisted I wear it."

Then she looked serious for a minute. She said, "Kristen is amazing.
In the short time she's been here, she been more helpful to me than
you can possibly know. She's told me things about myself I never knew.
You're a very lucky man, Pete. She's a wonderful person."

"I know. I never thought I could feel about someone the way I do about
her."

"Not even Sam?"

"I don't know. Maybe if Sam would have stayed around. But Kristen has
become very special to me, and I intend for her to be around for a
long time."

"Sam will be glad for you. She still loves you, and hearing that
you're happy will be best for her relationship."

It was like someone hit me with a bat! I hadn't even thought about Sam
lately. But to find out that she had a relationship with someone was a
shock. Intellectually, I'd known that it was inevitable, but to
actually hear about it was disconcerting.

So I lied to Della by saying, "Yeah, the last time I talked with her
she said she was seeing somebody. How's it coming along?"

"Well, he asked her to marry him again, but she still insists on
finishing high school first. But I'm worried that she'll let him get
away. He's only 24 and he already owns the largest construction
material importing firm on the Islands." 

I blurted, "Twenty four! She's only seventeen! Isn't he kinda old for
her?"

"I thought so, but he seems to love her. He bought her a huge diamond
ring, but she refuses to wear it."

My head was spinning. How could this be? Not Sam! Then I took a deep
breath. I had to stop this. It was stupid and I was being selfish. I
had no right to be jealous and I should be happy for her. Then I
realized that Della was talking. I pretended the music was too loud
and I asked her to repeat what she just said.

"Larry has asked me to go for coffee after the dance. What do you
think?"

"Well, he seems like a nice guy, and he's sure interested in you. What
do you think?"

She said, "I guess I'll go." But she didn't seem to be that enthused
about it.

But she did decide to go with Larry, so she and he got in his car and
left. Shortly, when Mr. And Mrs. Torres left for home, they pried a
complaining Denise away from several guys who had been fawning over
her all night, and left Kristen and I to ourselves.

It was pretty late, but neither of us was tired, so we decided to take
a ride in the country. It was cool outside, so I turned the heater on
low, and  before long, it was nice and comfy in the car. I wriggled
out of my jacket and tie while I was driving, and Kristen said, "Here,
let me hang them up." Then she crawled over into the back seat. A few
minutes later, she crawled back over and when I glanced at her, she
had a naughty smile on her face.

She was completely naked!

I said, "Shall I pull over somewhere?"

She said, "No, keep driving," while she unzipped me and took me out.

She didn't suck me hard or try to deep throat me; she simply made love
to my cock. Gentle kisses and licks around the head and the top of the
shaft and an occasional soft stroking had me ready to burst, but as
soon as she felt me get ready, she would stop for a while. As soon as
I calmed down, she would start again. We were out on a lonely stretch
of road when she said, "Pull over for a minute." I did, and she said,
"Take off your clothes."

I tore them off and panted, "Now what?"

"Start driving again."

My penis had become a little soft when I took off my clothes, so she
played with it until it got hard, then said, "Pull the seat back as
far as it'll go." I did; then she climbed on top of me. She was facing
me and her knees were on either side of me. She rose up, positioned my
cock against her opening, and lowered herself onto me.

It felt unbelievable. Her pussy was hot and wet as could be. Her face
was directly in front of me and I had to bend my neck to see the road,
but it was worth it. 

Her eyes were tightly closed as though she was concentrating on the
feelings. I was deep inside her and I must have been touching bottom,
because whenever we would go over a bump, she would wince a little.

Then she began moaning "Oh, oh, oh," and started coming. 

Her body was going through a series of jerks and twists, so she had to
put her arms around my neck to steady herself. Then she made a long,
deep "Ohhhhhhh" sound and her juices began running out of her, around
my balls and onto the seat beneath me.

I could smell her arousal and I was hot and sticky, but it was one of
the most erotic moments I could remember. I had to pull the car over
for her to untangle herself, and after she did, she collapsed against
the seat.

I sat watching her for a moment. She was sweating, her hair was
mussed, and she was lying in a heap with her head against the door.
But at that moment, she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I
was so full of love for her I couldn't stand it. I wanted to hold her
against me, sweat and all, but I knew that she was exhausted, so I
just stroked her head and waited.

In a minute or two, she opened her eyes, and said, "I read that in a
book once, and I always wanted to try it. It was better than I
imagined."

I was still hard as a rock, and when she saw me, she said, "Let's go
back to the house as quickly as we can."

I did just that, and before long, we zipped into Kate's driveway. I
was getting out of the car when I noticed Della, dressed in Levi's and
a t-shirt, sitting by the front door.

I scrambled for my pants, but Kris ran naked to Della and I could hear
Della begin crying. I sped to the house and opened the front door;
then Kris took a sobbing Della up to our room and closed that door.

I took a second to get my wits together; then I went to the car and
gathered up our clothes. I took them in and lay them on the bed in one
of the extra bedrooms, then pulled on my suit pants.

I was waiting and wondering what was going on when Kris opened the
door and called for me.

Kris had pulled on one of Kate's robes and was sitting with her arm
around Della. When I waked in, Kris said, "Tell him what happened."

Della looked hurt, and started to shake her head, but Kristen said,
"Tell him. He loves you like family. Tell him everything."

Della sighed, then she looked at me and said, "Pete, I've never known
for sure what I am. I thought at first I was in love with Sam, but she
never felt that way sexually about me. When you came into my life, I
was sure I was in love with you, and we came close once to making
love. But it was so intense I stopped. When you left, Denise moved in
and I thought for a while I had a crush on her, but she's so sweet,
and in her own way, innocent, that I never let her know. 

"Now you and Kristen show up. She knew at once what my problem was and
has been talking to me about it since she's been here. I never met
anyone in my life who is as smart and understanding as she is. She
absolutely overwhelms me."

She stopped for a minute, so I touched her arm, and said, "I know. She
overwhelms me, too. But, what happened tonight?"

"Well, Larry and I went for coffee. I decided that I was going to find
out once and for all what sex was about. I didn't know him very well,
so I thought it would be perfect because I wouldn't have to worry
about feelings getting in the way. So, when he suggested that we go to
his place, I agreed. But, on the way there, I couldn't get Kristen or
you out of my mind and I insisted he take me home. Then I changed
clothes and came over here."

Kristen gently stroked Della's hair for several minutes. Then she
looked her in the eye and quietly asked, "Do you think your answer is
here?"

Della looked at the floor and stammered, "I, I don't know."

Kristen looked at me and said, "Pete, I saw a bottle of wine in the
kitchen. Would you get it and three glasses and come right back?"
I rushed to the kitchen, opened the bottle, and grabbed some glasses.
When I got back, they were sitting on a window seat. Kristen was
holding Della's hands and Della was staring at the floor.

Kristen said, "Pete, please pour the wine and set it on the
nightstand, and come here. Della wants to say something."

Della was obviously nervous, and it took her a long time to start
talking. But, finally, she looked at me and said, "I've never seen any
two people as much in love as you and Kristen are. It's obvious that
you can barely keep your hands off each other. I want to know what
that's like. I want to see you make love." 

I went to the window seat, kneeled down and took one of Della's hands
from Kristen. Then I said, "You want to see us, or you want to join
us?"

She was looking at the floor once more as she again answered, "I, I
don't know."

I looked at Kristen, and she was staring intently at Della. 

I said "Kristen?"

She studied Della's face for a while. Then she looked at me, squeezed
my hand and said, "Let's take a shower."

Della looked questioningly at her, and Kris nodded, "Yes, all three of
us." I quivered as a thrill ran down my spine.

We took off our clothes and the three of us got into the shower. I
could tell Della felt awkward at first, but when Kristen got busy
shampooing Della's long hair, she began to relax. And when it was
Kristen's turn, Della worked on it almost lovingly. I finished first,
so I was standing by the shower and holding dry towels when they
stepped out together.

They toweled off; then Kristen led Della to the bed, sat her down and
handed her some wine. Shortly, Kris began combing Della's hair and
blotting it with a dry towel until it was smooth and shiny. Afterward,
she handed Della the comb and Della did the same to her.

The whole thing took quite a while and it was fascinating to watch
these two beautiful women working on each other. By the time they were
finished, the wine was, too.

Then Kristen stood up and motioned for us to do the same.

Once we were standing, she came to me and gave me a long, luxurious
kiss. There was a lot of touching and plenty of tongue.

A couple of times, I glanced at Della. She was watching wide-eyed and
I saw several expressions cross her face.

Then Kristen whispered quietly to me, "I love you," before she went to
Della and kissed her, too. It wasn't a quick peck; it showed the same
passion and ardor she displayed with me, and I suppose she used her
tongue, as well.

At first, Della's eyes flew open and she darted a look at me; but
soon, she closed them and returned Kristen's kiss with enthusiasm.

It was amazing to watch those two beautiful bodies entwined. It was
sexy beyond anything I'd ever seen before, and I was suddenly so hard
that my abdomen hurt.

Then Kristen stepped back and tenderly touched Della's face. But,
before Della had a chance to react, Kristen looked at me and nodded to
Della.

It took me a split second to understand what she wanted me to do, but
when I realized what it was, it hit me. I knew what Kris was doing, so
I went to Della and gathered her in my arms. I had to move my body a
little to the side because my cock was so hard that it was pressing
against her, but as soon as it was positioned properly, we melted
against each other. The kiss was long and tender, but I was holding
her so tightly that at one point, I leaned back a little and her feet
came off the ground. She was pressed so closely against me that I
could feel the heat from her sex.

When I stepped back, we were both breathless. Then Kristen said to me,
"Lie down." I did; she got on her belly on one side of me and motioned
for Della to get on the other side. My manhood was sticking straight
up, so she kissed it and took the head in her mouth for few seconds.
Then she pulled back and nodded for Della to do the same.

Della's eyes were big as saucers, and Kristen had to frown and nod
again before she gingerly touched it with her lips. If I hadn't been
so turned on, it would have been comical. She just stayed there with
the head in her mouth, not moving and looking nervously at Kristen.

Then Kristen smiled and began kissing my balls and the base of my
cock.
Della began to get the idea; she hesitantly started moving her head
and touching my cock with her tongue.

In almost no time, I could feel myself getting ready and I said, to
Kristen, 
"I, uhh...."

She said, "It's okay; go ahead," while she grabbed a towel.

Della still had the head in her mouth, but she must have known
something was happening, because she pulled her head back just as I
erupted. She stared in amazement as I shot semen two feet in the air.
Some of my ejaculate even landed on her face and hair.

Kristen quickly wiped her off before she touched her finger to some
that was still on my cock. She held it up for Della to see; then she
touched her tongue to it and licked it off.

Della's mouth hung open as she watched. Kristen giggled as she scraped
off a fair sized bit and held it out to Della.

Della got a pained look on her face, but she leaned forward and
Kristen put her finger in Della's mouth.

Della rolled it around on her tongue; then she looked around for a
place to spit it out. Kristen quickly put her hand over Della's mouth
and said, "Swallow!"

Della's eyebrows formed an arch, but Kristen kept her hand on Della's
mouth, and she finally did swallow. She still had the pained looked on
her face while she swallowed several more times.

Then Kristen leaned forward, kissed her full on the lips, and said,
"That's the essence of someone who loves you. And now it's part of
you. Now, lay on your back. I want you to watch."

Della's face lost the pained expression and she blinked several times
before she laid back as she was told and Kristen lay down beside her.
Seconds later, she looked at me and spread her legs slightly.

I began by kissing her beautiful mouth, then her neck and her
magnificent breasts. I was sucking and licking her nipples when I
glanced up. Kristen had taken Della's hand and placed it on her own
pussy. Della twitched a little, but Kristen kept her hand on top of
Della's hand, and before long, I could see Della's fingers working on
herself.

Kristen kept her hand on Della's hand as she lay back and closed her
eyes.

I spent some more time on Kristen's nipples; then I worked my way down
her stomach and touched my tongue to the top of her slit. When I did,
her body jerked and she moaned softly. So I grabbed a pillow, got up
and went to the foot of the bed, then crawled between her legs. She
watched in wonder as I lifted her gorgeous butt and slipped the pillow
under it. Then I bent her knees a little and her yummy sex was
practically standing up in front of me. Eagerly, I put my mouth on it,
sank my tongue into her as far as I could and started lashing her
insides.

She cried "Oh God Pete!" and I began to taste the first of her
pleasure.

She must have been ready, because it was very rich tasting to start
with, and as I continued, it got even stronger. It turned me on so
much that I nearly came again.

Kris began flopping her head from side to side and moaning loudly.

Then I heard a noise. When I looked at Della, her body was pulled up
in an awkward position and she had a surprised look on her face. She
quickly shuddered and fell back to the bed.

Then Kristen cried out and wetness began to flow from her. She, too,
fell back and I watched the two of them as they each basked in the
afterglow of her orgasm. 

Kris rose first and kissed me passionately. My face was covered with
her nectar and when she sat back, she licked her lips. Then she nodded
toward Della and said, "Kiss her."

Della was still lying with her eyes closed, but she felt me next to
her and when I bent and kissed her, she was ready to enjoy and return
my kiss. After we broke the kiss and I leaned back, she tasted her
lips, then looked over at Kristen and smiled. 

Kristen put her hand on my arm. When I looked at her, she had an odd
look on her face. But suddenly she whispered, "Make love to her like
you just did to me."

I whispered back, "Are you sure?"

She nodded, and I pulled myself up next to Della. She had seen us
whispering and was about to ask us what was going on, when I kissed
her again. She wasn't quite prepared for it, but she soon returned it
and when I started down her neck, there was a sharp intake of breath.
She started to say, "Pete, no..." But Kristen had arisen, gone to her
side of the bed and lay down next to her. She said, "It's okay." and
kissed her cheek. She remained with her lips on Della as I worked my
way down her throat to her breasts. They're not quite as big as
Kristen's, but the nipples are mounted high and they were sticking
straight up and as hard as little rubber rocks. I spent a lot of time
there and I noticed Kristen and her were kissing. This time it was on
the lips and there seemed to be a lot of tongue going on. As a matter
of fact, it seemed like they were paying an awful lot of attention to
each other, so I worked into my mouth as much of her breast as I
could, and I simultaneously sucked and bit down on her nipple.

Della jerked away from Kristen, cried out, "Oh God," and tried to grab
my head. Kristen must have guessed what I had done, because she
immediately grabbed Della's wrists and went back to kissing her' as I
worked my way down to Della's vagina.

At long last, I was here. I had thought about Della and fantasized
about her since the beginning of Summer. I came near that night at the
motel, but I was never this close and I gently, carefully touched her
sex with my hand. 

I don't know what I had expected, but I was kind of surprised when it
felt, well, 'normal.' It was soft and possessed a lot more hair than
Kristen or Kate or almost any girl I had ever been with, so I guessed
that she didn't shave or trim. The hair was fine and there wasn't a
lot of it. But I had to part what there was, to get to her opening.
Her clit was a tiny thing, and almost completely covered by its hood,
but when I touched it with the tip of my tongue, she jerked violently
and screamed, "Oh yessss!"

Kristen was standing now. She was still holding Della's wrists and was
watching me. She had an almost hurt look on her face, which worried
me; I started to get up, but she shook her head and mouthed "Go on."

I bent down again and put my tongue inside Della. She had the musky
smell of arousal; but she tasted almost sweet. I licked around inside
her and nibbled her outer lips for quite a while. When I could feel
her building to another climax, I took as much of her clit and its
little hood as I could fit into my mouth and began ravishing it.

When she came, it was amazing to watch. Her body convulsed, and she
curled into a fetal position and began shaking. Kristen tried to
comfort  her by gathering her into her arms. 
Della lay there gulping for air as though she couldn't catch her
breath.

Once she'd settled down a bit, Della got up and went to the bathroom.
After the bathroom door closed behind Della, I grabbed Kristen and
said, "Are you all right?"

She hugged me tightly and said, "I didn't intend for it to go this
far, but she needs this."

Then she look at me with real hurt in her eyes and said, "Pete, do you
really love me?"

I said, "Of course I do. Why in the world would you ask?"

"Because this needs to go a little farther. Can I trust that you'll
still be mine when it's over, no matter what?"

I said, "No matter what, my love. No matter what."

She let out a sigh of relief, then asked, "Do you have a condom with
you?"

I thought for a minute; then I said, "Yeah, I think there's some in my
overnight case. Why?"

She said, "Get one," just as Della came back.

I was so baffled that I shook my head as I went in and got a
cock-wrapper from my case in the bathroom. When I came back into the
bedroom, Kristen was holding Della, and I heard Kristen say, "Are you
ready for more?"

Della said to me, "Pete, come here."

I laid the condom on the nightstand and sat on the bed next to them.
Della said, "This has been wonderful. But I'm concerned for you two. I
know how much you love each other, and I don't want this to cause a
problem."

Kristen said, "We discussed it, and we're okay with it if you are."

Della kissed Kristen; then she pulled me to her and kissed me. She
said, "I'm so okay that I'm in love with both of you. But I think we
should take a short break. My body is in shock, and I have to sort out
what's happened before I can go any farther."

Kristen said, "I think I saw another bottle of wine in the kitchen."

Della said, "No, I don't want to dull my senses. If this is going to
continue, I want all my wits about me. But I think I saw some juice in
the fridge."

Kristen jumped up and grabbed Della. "Good. I could use something
cool."

The two of them started downstairs, but I called out, "I have to use
the bathroom. I'll be right down.

I finished in the bathroom, and on the way out, I suddenly remembered
the extra key Kate had given me. I retrieved it from my pants and went
to the closet. In the back, covered with some clothes, was a small
chest. I easily unlocked it and inside was a collection of things.
There were several vibrators, including a large one that had an
electric cord attached. There were bottles of creams and ointments
with exotic sounding names, and a half-dozen soft rubber dildos of
different sizes and shapes. One was at least a foot-and-a-half long
and had the head of a penis on both ends!

I left the chest open, and thought wonderingly about Kate and those
things, on the way down to the kitchen. Those thoughts stirred up even
more sexual excitement within me.

When I got there, the girls were sitting at the kitchen table, sipping
juice.
They were sitting close to each other, and I was struck again by how
beautiful they both were. Kristen's slightly darker skin and more
defined muscles, against Della's lighter, smoother body was a sight
I'll never forget. I guess my penis won't either, because it started
to raise its head.

I poured myself some juice and sat next to them, but I'm not sure they
noticed. They were looking into each other's eyes and Della began
stroking Kristen's head. I watched in awe as I saw both their bodies
respond. First, Della's nipples grew larger and more prominent, then,
Kristen's did.

Slowly, Della leaned forward and kissed Kristen. They had been kissing
each other all evening, but this particular kiss was different. It
wasn't about love, or even affection; it was about pure sex. When
Della sat back, there were beads of perspiration on her forehead.

I took both their hands and led them upstairs. When they reached the
bed, they fell into each other's arms and glued their bodies to each
other.
They were kissing and hugging until Della shuddered and fell back.
Almost immediately, she twisted around, fell on Kristen's body and
glued her mouth to Kristen's pussy.

Because I was at the head of the bed, I had a clear view of what
Kristen was seeing. Della's legs were on each side of Kristen's head
and Della's pussy was an inch from Kristen's mouth. I watched in awe
as Kristen wrapped her arms around Dell's butt, pulled her close, and
snaked her tongue inside her.

Watching them was fascinating. Their bodies were soon writhing and the
noises coming from then were almost animal-like. They weren't as
gentle with each other as I had been. They looked ravenous as they
went at each other. Della seemed to be coming continuously, because
Kristen's face was covered with her juices and there was a pool of
moisture forming beneath her head.

Suddenly, Della screamed! It was so loud it hurt my ears! Right away,
she threw her body off Kristen and onto the bed beside her. She lay
there convulsing and sobbing, so I hurried to her.

She threw her arms around me and buried her head against my chest.
Between sobs, she said, "Oh Pete, that -- that last orgasm was -- was
fantastic! It -- it was... beyond anything I ever... ever imagined.
Tell -- tell Kristen... that... I love her."

Surprised, I said, "But Della, she's right here!"

"I... I know, but... I can't... move," she gasped out.

I smiled and held her until she began to calm down. Then I lay her
gently back on the pillow and turned to Kristen.

Her own smile stayed on her face even as I grabbed a towel and dried
her face and neck. Then I kissed her. She still smelled like Della and
I noticed that she was still flushed. I realized that Della had had a
big finish, but Kristen might not have, so I whispered, "May I make
love to you?"

She looked almost grateful when she said, "Please."

She was already on her back, so I got on top of her and placed the tip
of my penis against her opening. She was extremely wet from a mixture
of her juices and Della's saliva, so I started to ease into her. I
wanted to go slowly because Kristen can't take all of my length, and
she was so slippery I was afraid I might hit bottom hard, and hurt
her.

She had her eyes closed as I slid into her, and I watched her
expression change from apprehension, to surprise, then to pleasure.

I stopped when I was fully buried and I was enjoying the look on her
face, when something to the side of me caught my attention.

Della was on her knees next to us, watching everything.

Kristen must have felt her too, because when I looked back at her, she
was gazing at Della. Then she reached over, grasped Della's hand and
closed her eyes again. 

I began by taking long, slow strokes. As always, sex with Kristen felt
wonderful. Even as slick as she was, I could feel the ridges inside
her tunnel. And when I would occasionally touch bottom, I knew I was
giving her my best. As I felt her excitement build, I began to move
faster and Kristen began making small noises.

I was leaning forward, supporting myself on my hands and knees, when I
suddenly I felt something. I looked over and Kristen was still holding
Della's hand, but Della had taken her other hand and was gripping my
wrist. Her eyes were so wide I could see white all around and her
lower lip was trembling.

Watching her had taken my attention away from Kristen for a moment,
and that meant I was surprised when I felt her pussy contract when she
began coming. It must have been a big one, because she was making
gurgling noises and her face was curled into an intense mask. I
stopped moving, and just as I did, I felt an awful pain in my wrist.
Della was squeezing as hard as she could, and her fingernails were
digging into me.

Then Kristen's face relaxed. I pulled out of her to let me reach over
and pry Della's hand from my poor wrist.

Her eyes were still big when she said, "Wow! Is that what I look like 
when I...."

I just shrugged.

I looked at Kristen and saw that she was lying back with her eyes
half-closed watching us. Then she sat up and reached for the condom on
the nightstand. Della and I watched her as she unwrapped it; then she
leaned toward me and slipped it on my still-hard organ.

She rolled out of bed and came around the other side and took Della's
face in her hands and kissed her, then she slowly pushed her on her
back, turned her head toward me and nodded.

I was surprised, intrigued, and still very horny, so I got between
Della's legs.

I reached for her pussy to make sure things were lined up properly,
but Kristen brushed my hand away, placed her own hand on my penis and
guided it to Della's opening.

Neither of them were looking at me; their eyes were locked on each
other as I lowered myself into her.

The head was just inside her when I felt the blockage. So I stopped
and put my hand on Kristen's shoulder. 

She tore her eyes from Della's face and looked at me.

I simply said, "Hymen."

Her eyebrows raised as she turned her face to Della, and murmured, "Oh
darling, I didn't realize. Are you sure about this?"

Della nodded, so Kristen ran to and from the bathroom to fetch a clean
towel. Then she nodded to me and I pushed a little harder. It only
moved about a quarter-inch, and it wouldn't go any farther. I didn't
want to hurt Della, so I started to back out, but that's when she
suddenly thrust her body against me. I felt the blockage part and I
slipped in about an inch.

First, Della cried out, then Kristen did, too. She grabbed Della by
the head and pulled her to her breast. She began whispering, "Oh, my
dear, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

Della nodded and lay her head back down; then she started tugging on
my waist. I went in a little deeper and paused, then deeper still.

When I was in quite deep, she said, "Stop for a minute."

I asked, "Are you okay?" and my worry was obvious in my voice.

"Yes, it just hurts a little. But I think it'll pass."

"Do you want me to pull out?"

"No, I love the fullness and the closeness. It's what I always
expected it would be like."

She looked at Kristen and said, "Are you okay with this?"

Kristen's eyes had that brightness that hints at unshed tears, but she
nodded decisively.

Della said, "I love you for allowing me to do this and see the
difference between a man and a woman, but he's all yours, you know."

Kristen looked at me, then back at Della. Then she stroked Della's
hair and said, "I know."

After a moment, Della closed her eyes and tugged on me again. 

I began moving slowly in and out. She was incredibly tight and
although she was wet, there was a lot of friction, so, in only a few
minutes, I began to feel myself get ready. I wanted to wait for her,
but she seemed to be uncomfortable, so I let myself go. When I pulled
out of her, there was a lot of blood, and Kristen quickly covered her
with a towel and took her to the bathroom. 

I grabbed up all the sheets and rolled them into a ball, then ran
downstairs and put them into the washer. After that, I went to another
bathroom, cleaned myself up, and went back upstairs.

They were still in the bathroom and when I tapped on the door, Kristen
said, "We'll be out in a minute."

I put fresh sheets on the bed, and straightened up the room. When they
finally came out, Della was dressed and Kristen wore a robe.

Kristen said to me, "Put on some clothes. I know her house is just a
short distance away, but I want you to drive her home. When you get
dressed, come down to the kitchen."

I was sweaty and sticky, so I jumped in for a quick shower prior to
yanking on my clothes. When I got downstairs, they were sitting at the
kitchen table, so I sat down with them. Della reached for both Kristen
and me and took our hands. She squeezed our hands, then said, "I want
to thank you both. You changed my life tonight."

She looked at me and continued, "Peter, you and Sam started me on the
road to recovery. Sam showed me that I could have a friend and I could
be a friend. You showed me I could love and be loved back. I've healed
a lot since both of you left, and I think I'm finally able to go into
the world without resentment. But the one thing that always bothered
me was my sexuality.

"Kristen, I always wondered what being with a woman would be like. Now
that I've been with you, I can't imagine one being more exciting,
loving or caring. You'll always have a place in my heart.

"Pete, I've loved you and fantasized about you ever since you came
into  my life this summer. Not a day goes by when I don't think of
you. You've  been my savior and protector and I know you'll be there
if I ever need  you. I'll always love you and I'll never forget you.
But someone else has come into your life, and she loves you very much.
So it's time I got on with mine. Thanks to you both, I now know which
direction I want to go."

There was a lot of hugging and kissing, and when she walked gingerly
to my car, there were tears in the eyes of both of the girls. I guess
there must have been some fog, because I had a little trouble seeing
to drive Della home.

When I stopped at her door, I asked her, "So, what's next?"

She smiled and said, "Well, I can't have you, but there's that good
looking dark-haired boy I met tonight. He's probably a little confused
at my behavior earlier, but after tonight, I think I can figure out a
way to settle him down."

I felt a pang in my heart at that, but I think that the smile I
managed to form was almost convincing. Almost.

Della looked at me with sadness in her eyes as she whispered,
"Goodbye, my love," and walked away. My throat hurt too much for me to
say anything, so I simply waved at her.

After I watched Della enter her house, I squeezed my eyes shut until
they hurt, but that image wouldn't leave my mind. I clenched the
steering wheel so hard that my fingertips turned white. I knew, deep
down, that Della was no longer my girlfriend. She was going to find
another guy; in fact, this Larry was probably my replacement. In less
than an hour, we'd gone from her gifting me with her virginity to her
walking away from me. Now, we were "just good friends," I guessed.
That was way too fast for me to really grasp the change, but I
wrestled with it on the drive back to Kate's house.

Somehow, the drive seemed to take longer than ever before, and that
damn fog was a lot worse, too.

By the time I found my way back, Kristen was toweling off from the
shower. As soon as she slid into bed, I climbed in next to her, put my
arm around her and she snuggled against me. We were quiet for a while;
then she said, "It's been quite an evening."

"Yes it has. Kristen, what you have done for Della since we got here
has been amazing. And what you did tonight for her was unselfish and
wonderful. But I have a question. Why were you so concerned that I
would still be yours after we started with Della? What could have
happened to make me change my mind?"

Kris reached up with her right hand and stroked the right side of my
face. She filled her lungs with a deep breath and held it for a long
time, then slowly exhaled. "Pete, I'm going to say some things to you
I've never said to anyone. But, I have to say them this once because I
want you to know all there is to know about me. Tonight was a changing
point in my life, too. It answered questions I've had about myself for
a long time. I know that I always seem to 'Have it together,' but some
of that is just for show. I told you before, that you absolutely blew
me away, and it's true. I never let anyone get to me like you have,
and a few people have tried. When I came here and met Della, I knew
right away what her problem was, because I had the problem myself.

"I think every young woman secretly wonders about her sexuality,
especially if her sexual partners were unsatisfying like mine were. I
told you that I like men, and that's true, if we're talking about real
men, like you. You're strong enough to care, and you make me feel
special. That  Nicole bitch made me feel like a piece of meat, and I
hated that feeling. If all lesbians were like her, I'd have had no
problem in figuring out my orientation.

"On the other hand, Della is a wonderful person. I knew it the first
time I met her. But! She's also one of the most beautiful girls I ever
saw, and I have to confess I was attracted to her. The reason I asked
you for reassurance was because I was scared. I was scared for two
reasons. The first one was because she told me that you and she had
been together for a while, and I was scared that once you made love to
her it would rekindle what the two of you once had, and I would lose
you to her. The second reason was because I wasn't sure how I was
going to respond to her. I had never experimented with a girl, either,
and I honestly didn't know how I would feel."

Kristen stopped talking for a minute. I wasn't sure if she was
catching her breath, or if she was about to tell me that she had
decided it was over between us. Suddenly, I was annoyed. I had
questions that needed to be answered, and answered now! I knew this
was an emotional time for her, so even though I was not happy, I said
as gently as I could, "So, you used me as a back-up until you made
your decision. Well, I guess I can understand that. Have you made it?"

When she looked up at me, I was sorry I'd said it. I'd never seen her
look so fragile. Then she said, "Yes, I did use you! I try to project
a confident, woman-of-the-world image. But remember, I'm still a young
girl. Have I made my decision? Yes, I have. And I don't think I could
have made it without Della and what went on tonight. Della is more
than just  beautiful. Her confidence may be recent, but she's a strong
and marvelous person. Any girl less than her would not have been a
true test  of my feelings. So, I no longer have a question about
myself. One part of  me feels like a huge weight has been lifted off
me. But, another part makes me more scared than ever."

We had been lying close to each other. My arm was around her and her
head was on my chest. She removed my arm from around her body, pushed
herself away from me and started to rise.

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