3: Girls' School

Mam had gone up to Newcastle for shopping and coffee with friends, which usually meant she'd be back around one, so we called Sarah. I let Alex do the talking.

"Hi, Sarah. Nick got back. I'm sorry to tell you, because I know how much he meant to you over the last two years, but he says that it's over between you. He's a butthead, and I'm horribly embarrassed to have him as a brother because I think it's shitty what he's done." I had my ear next to hers. I could hear Sarah sniff. The waterworks would be starting.

"Can you ask him to come to the phone, please. I just want to talk to him. Thanks for telling me, Alex, but... I need to hear it from him." Alex looked at me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"He said he didn't want to talk, because it would just turn into an argument again," Alex ad-libbed. "I wasn't there when you two had a fight at the party, but I heard about it. Maybe it's best not to reopen the wound, Sarah?"

"Alex, please. It's my relationship, and if it's over he should have the balls to tell me directly when he's sober, not falling-down drunk." Alex looked at me again and nodded. She mouthed the words, 'she has a point'. I looked heavenward and mouthed 'OK'.

"Just a sec," she said into the phone, then covered the mouthpiece. "NICK!" She yelled. "Talk to her, for God's sake!" She turned to me and gave me a kiss. "Ditch the bitch," she whispered and handed me the phone.

"Sarah, what more do you expect me to say?"

"You can tell me that we're really over if that's the truth," she said through tears. I heard her snort wetly.

"We are, Sarah. I can't do the long-distance thing."

"There's still two months!" She protested.

"At the end of which, we just have to go through this again." I saw Alex mouthing something. I think it was 'Tell her you...' then she exaggeratedly poked a finger into her partially-closed fist with an 'ooh' face. I tried very hard not to laugh. I composed myself. "And... I've not been faithful. I didn't want that to be an issue, but if it has to be then it is."

"You've been with someone else? How long for?" She almost screamed down the line.

I held the phone from my ear. "Last night and... also this morning. Not before. Not while we were together, only since the party. It's too late to go back, now."

"What the hell? You callously dump me and not even a day goes by before you're in another girl's bed?"

"Actually, it was my bed, but I understand what you're saying: in someone else's arms." Alex made the blowjob gesture again, then mouthed 'Tell her'. She smirked ever-so-naughtily. "But... it wasn't a girl."

"Excuse me?" She said. The sniffles were gone. "What do you mean... not a girl?"

"The only other alternative: it was a boy," I said. "I wanked him, sucked his dick, then he sucked mine and we came in each other's mouths - which you really should try some time. After that, I fucked him then we showered and slept together. Now... you really sure you'd want me back after that?"

There was silence from the other end of the phone. Alex had to run into the front room and grab a cushion off the couch to laugh into it. She turned and hurried back, grabbing a piece of notepaper from the stand by the phone and scribbled on it while grinning maniacally, 'Tell her you fucked me, too - and I was so much better!'

I stifled a laugh and shook my head. "Sarah? You still there?"

"I can't bel... You really had sex with a boy?" I told her I did. "Why? Wasn't I good enough for you?" I took Alex's piece of paper and scrumpled it up.

"Sarah, it's nothing like that. It was the moment, and I just needed to try it. It's something that's been going through my mind for a long time."

"Well..." The sobs started once more. "... I can forgive you for that if you'll come back. We'll just say that it didn't happen. I won't tell anyone and it'll be our secret, and we'll not speak of it again."

"No! I already told Alex. I'm not ashamed of it. It was fun and I intend to do it again," I said flatly. "I'm sorry, Sarah. We're over. Goodbye." I hung up the phone and Alex grabbed me to give me a big hug and kiss.

"She's homophobic!" She said. "I'm not. I like the fact that you'll do a boy. I want to watch you have sex with Nic. She'd never do that. She'd never join in, but... I would. In fact, if you bring a girl along, I'll have sex with her for you to watch."

That was an offer I couldn't possibly refuse. "Why don't you bring the girl and I'll get the boy? You think Charlotte would be up for it?"

Her face sagged. "Uhh!" She sighed. "Does it have to be her? That hair's so impractical. She refuses to put it up, and it just gets in the way when she's trying to move in bed... or so she tells me. No, I don't think it'd work, anyway. She and Nic split because he wanted boys. I don't think she'd walk right back into that situation."

"But knowing up-front that this is what it is... might she?" I asked. "We know she likes Nic, I know you like him, too." She smirked and nodded, reluctantly. "I quite fancy her, and he definitely liked her at one time - except for the pubic hairs - he told me he left her because of them... but he didn't say she had a stinky minge."

"... And I've already had sex with her, so I know she'd go for that again," she said, thoughtfully. "And, of course you two are thick-as-thieves. Yeah... I suppose that it's about the best foursome we could put together on short notice." She brightened up, reconsidering Charlotte as a potential sex-partner. "Yeah, maybe. If you and Nic want to go that road together, and we can just trim back the foliage, all her lanes would be open for traffic - if you know what I mean."

I grinned, getting the metaphor. "Are yours?" Then I thought about it. "Actually, I'm not sure my back-lane is. Might be a stretch."

Alex grinned. "I have just the thing!" She took me upstairs and showed me her collection of sex-toys. She had big ones, little ones, vibrating ones, a plug-in thing that looked like a microphone, and a selection of cones with narrower necks and flat bases.

"What are these?" I asked picking one up. It was about two inches across at its fattest point, with a neck maybe an inch wide. It wasn't even the biggest one. There was a frightening glass thing that looked somewhat like a corkscrew. Images of the 'Anal Intruder' from the movie Top Secret popped into my mind.

"Oh, no. You don't start with that one," She said, quickly plucking it from my fingers. "Let's try something a little easier." She presented me with one noticeably less 'girthy'. "That goes up your bum." She got out a tube that looked like toothpaste and splurged some of the contents on the top and around it. It was clear. I touched it and it stuck to my finger, like saliva, making a little string as I pulled my finger away. "Quickly, now. Before it drips," she said.

She undid my jeans - since we'd both dressed again - and pulled them down along with my undies. "We're going to have to upgrade these, too, bro," she said with a titter. She had me crouch down while she took the... scary thing. She lined it up with my bumhole and said, "Push, like you're pooing." I pushed and felt the cold wetness on my ring, then - with a gentle shove - she inserted it in my... ass, as she liked to call it. I felt pain as it went in and let out a surprised meep. My bum protested, but once it was inside me, the discomfort passed.

"There," she said. "That was about the size of a small knob - the fat part. What the butt-plug does is get you used to having something in there - which happens all the time anyway, before you poo, so that bit's easy. It also relaxes your ring muscle. It'll need a few steps until can take a dildo, or easily get the big one in, but when you can do those... you can enjoy a cock." She smiled innocently. "Of course, I would never put any of these things up my bottom... less than twice."

She told me to stand up and pull up my pants. It didn't feel that bad - a little weird, but not too distracting.

"OK, good. All comfy?" I nodded. "Great! Let's go get our girl."

"We should check with Nic to see if he's OK with the idea, first." She agreed, so we went downstairs. The plug felt weird in my bum, but strangely comforting. I called his house. He wasn't there, but his mam gave me the number for the flat. He'd spent the night there because the bed and some other furniture had been delivered while we'd been camping. He was very excited with his new place, apparently. I rang his number and he picked up.

"Hello?" He said, somewhat cautiously.

"Nic! It's Nick. So you're all settled in? How are the new digs? Ready for a housewarming?"

"Housewarming? Oh, yeah," he said recalling the concept. "That's a thing, isn't it?"

"Most certainly, and here's an idea for you. How about tomorow night I bring Alex along. She's interested in going out with us."

"Your sister? Oh... I was thinking it's just be us and maybe we could find some girls while we're out. You know... girls who'd be interested in... boys like us." Alex was listening in. She grinned and nodded.

"Yeah, actually, that would be Alex."

"Come again?"

"I'd love to - and she'd like to watch me do so," I said. Alex laughed, giving away the fact she was listening in. "You want to talk to her?"

"Uhh... OK," he said, bewildered.

"So, I heard you sucked Nick's dick," she said, back to her old abrasive, in-your-face self. "Good for you! I'd love to come along to your little soirée if you'll have me. By which, I mean... HAVE me."

"Oh! That... would be great, then! Yes," he said in a very unconvincing tone. "Of course. Umm... yeah, I think we could make that work. That doesn't - er - make you uncomfortable?"

"No, not at all," she said breezily. "I'm going to bring a friend along, too, but I don't fancy the idea of going out - per se - I think it'd be more fun if we all just stayed in. Or, we could do both... in-and-out... repeatedly." She chuckled lasciviously. I was pretty sure Nic would get the innuendo. "Will we have dinner and drinks for your party? We can bring the vino. Do you cook?"

The barrage of off-colour comments and random questions overloaded his conversational skills. "I... don't cook, but I can probably get us something. There's a good Indian near here..."

"Beer with Indian," I commented from the sidelines, "Not wine! Wine's for after. I'll get the beer in. Did you like that 'Speckled Hen' stuff?" I heard him saying something noncommital.

Alex winked at me. "Indian sounds yummy. Get some veggie curry and Pilau rice somewhere in there."

"I'm good with chicken!" I called out. The idea was to hit him with so many things to respond to that he didn't get the chance to say 'no' to Alex's friend remark.

"That sounds good. Though, I suppose I can wait until you're here to order, then we can get everything written down. What time? Would six be too early?"

"Six is good; sex is better," Alex said. "OK! We'll see you then! Give Nick the address and we'll find it." She handed the phone back to me. By the time he'd told me where it was and given directions, he'd completely forgotten about the other girl Alex said she'd bring. Well... he hadn't told us NOT to bring another girl, though we hadn't really confirmed that Charlotte would be OK. I wondered about that, and decided that Charlotte would be fine. Everything would be fine.

Alex left a note for Mam, then we locked up and went to pay Charlotte a visit. It was just a quick social drop-in, so we didn't call first. She lived nearby: across the road, up toward the golf course, and then right on the first street. Her house was about halfway down the road. Alex rang the doorbell while I looked around for Charlotte's parents' car - an old, light blue-green Morris Minor estate with wood strips on it. I couldn't see it.

"Did they get rid of the rust-bucket?" I wondered aloud.

"Not likely. Her dad loves that thing," Alex said. We saw a figure approaching through the glass in the front door and heard it unlock. Charlotte opened it and saw us. She smiled, wanly. It was typical for her. She was a bit wet - in the sense that she was rather wishy-washy, indecisive, and introverted - not meaning that she was sexually aroused... though she might have been, if Alex was to be believed - she'd said Charlotte was a bit desperate for it.

"Hi, Alex," she said, not acknowledging my presence. She showed us in and then said, "Hello, Nick," softly as I passed her. She had on a long, white dress with some frilly lace on the sleeves and a bit more lace at her collar. She always dressed very conservatively and had extraordinarily long hair. I never knew why, but I thought it looked cute. She had standard NHS specs on, that were rimmed in light blue. They were unattractive, to say the least, but her parents didn't have a lot of money so fancy glasses were out.

"Hi, Charlotte," I replied cheerfully. She blushed a little and smiled, avoiding eye-contact with me. Her skin was very pale - almost albino, considering how light she was. She apparently had lots of allergies and the only kind of dog she could have was a Poodle, because they didn't shed hair. She also avoided the sunlight - she was sensitive to it - not that there was a lot of that in northern England, and had tons of foods that she couldn't eat. I felt sorry for her, because she was such a tender thing. She was a little shorter than Alex at about five-five, and almost disturbingly thin. The only part of her that was normal-sized was her bust, which left my sister looking about two years behind her in booby-development. I had little knowledge of what she looked like without a voluminous dress on, but was completely willing to find out.

"Would you like any tea, or a biscuit maybe?" She asked us in a tiny, meek voice.

"Ooh, yeah. Good cup of char! Yes, please," Alex answered for us. Charlotte nodded and walked off toward the kitchen. We followed, though she hadn't said to. The little doggy noticed us and trotted over, wagging his tiny, floofy tail. I let him sniff me then tickled his ears as Alex talked.

"OK, we're going to have a little get-together, and we wanted you to come along," she said as Charlotte ran some water then put the kettle on. Charlotte looked nervous but didn't say anything. "It's going to be at Nic's place - French Nic. He's got a flat, apparently. We thought we'd make it a double-date kind-of thing, since I wanted to go along and there'd be two lads there. So, I immediately thought of you, since you know Nic." She could see the awkward look on Charlotte's face. "Oh! Don't worry. We're just going to have a few laughs, eat some nosh, drink some booze, smoke a little wacky-baccy if we can."

I stared at Alex. She wasn't being entirely up-front about this. I decided not to say anything, because I was sure she had some kind of Machiavellian plot up her sleeve. I did need to comment on one thing: "Wacky-baccy?"

"Is..." Charlotte started to say, then had to clear her throat. "Is he... um... going out with anyone these days?"

Alex shrugged and looked at me.

"Not that he mentioned," I said. "Only thing he said to me was that you and he split up a couple of months ago. I don't think he's seen any girls since."

"No... not girls. That's because he said he's gay now," Charlotte said, lowering her head. "He only wants to have sex with men. I suppose he was... so disappointed with me that he turned to the opposite sex."

I could see Alex warming up to make a cruel comment, so I quickly said, "We talked about that, actually. He doesn't JUST want men. I mean - he does like guys, but... he still likes girls, too. He's content either way and said that he needed to try both before knowing what he wanted long-term."

Charlotte looked up at me, her gaze suddenly becoming piercing and intense. "You know, so you tell me honestly, Nick: has he had sex with a man?" She said quite forcefully. I was a little alarmed, to be honest. She wasn't a jellyfish, after all - she really did have a spine in her.

I tried to resist, but answered anyway. "He told me yesterday that he'd kissed another boy once, but often thought about having sex with one. But... yes. He's had sex with a man."

She glared at me. "Did he say who he'd had sex with?"

"Well, he didn't 'say'..." I prevaricated. I tried to think about how to put it. I couldn't think of an easy way. "He just... HAD it. Yesterday..." I gulped. "With me."

She went paler than I thought it was healthy for a living person to be. "You had sex with Nic?"

"Yes, he did," Alex said brusquely. "That's why WE..." she made a little circle between us with her finger "... Are all going to have a party," Alex said. "Nick's had sex with him, you've had sex with him, I would love to have sex with him, you've had sex with me..."

Charlotte gasped and covered her mouth with both hands. "You said you'd never tell!" She squealed in a high, terrified voice that was fortunately muffled. She looked at me, imagining all the horrible things I must have been thinking about her. "I never did anything - she did it to me," she quickly added to allay my undoubted disgust. "She's the wicked one."

"Oh, relax, drama-princess!" Alex scolded her. "I wasn't even finished. I was going to add that Nick here has also had sex with me. So, if we've already all had sex with each other, why not just have an orgy and everyone will be on the same page?"

Charlotte dropped her shoulders and flicked her eyes between me and Alex. She lowered her hands. "You bonked each other?"

I nodded. "It was fucking great," I said. The kettle clicked off after boiling. None of us had noticed, but the rising note it made had probably added to the volume of our exchanges. Now everything was quieter.

"Oh. OK. That's lovely, then," Charlotte said with a strange smile, looking me up-and-down. "Um... tea?"

She dropped a couple of tea-bags into the teapot and poured the water on them. "In answer to your question, Nick... I've got some wacky-baccy," she said casually. We sat down at the kitchen table when the tea was ready. I squeaked as I sat. I'd forgotten that I had a bum-plug in my bottom.

"Are you all right?" Charlotte asked.

"Don't worry about him," Alex said, with a dismissive wave. "He's got a butt-plug in - getting in shape for tomorrow night."

Charlotte smiled as she poured. "What size are you up to?" She asked, conversationally. I didn't have an answer.

"I started him on number two," Alex said, opening a packet of McVitie's Rich Tea biscuits. "He's a big boy."

Charlotte tittered daintily as she offered me a sugar cube. I declined. "Oh, but you must. Get your strength up for number four." She looked at Alex. "If he has to be ready for tomorrow night, are you going to introduce him to Mister Swirly-Wirly?"

"Shh!" Alex snapped. "No secrets... unless you just want to frighten him."

Charlotte grinned sweetly at her. "I think you'll like him," the maybe-not-so-sweet girl said with a cutesy giggle. I could hear the fake high-voice creeping into her manner of speech: a little childish-sounding. She had the looks to go with it, though. I thought she was very pretty. Slim and sylphlike, but almost a little too skinny, with a cute face and very pallid skin. Her long hair was also pale and wavy, but extraordinarily long - maybe too long. It tended to even get in the way when she sat down, and I had no idea what a pain it would be in a horizontal-jogging romp.

"I remember when I tried him. He's got a screw-thread almost and as he turns, he goes deeper into you." She bit her lip. "You'll really be ready if you make it all the way. If we're going to have an orgy, I'd like to watch that... or turn it for you." She realised something and looked at Alex, with a slight frown. "You forgot something: Nick and I have never had sex."

"Something I consider to be a great shame," I said quick-as-a-flash. Charlotte smiled across the table at me and blushed.

"Do you know why I always wear dresses, Nick?" She asked, bashfully. I shrugged and shook my head. Honestly, I thought she was just a little hippy-girl. Alex rolled her eyes. "It's because my mam wants me to. I hate them, really, but they afford me the chance to go without underwear. Would you like to see?" I raised my eyebrows and nodded.

Charlotte got up and came over to me. She took my hand and gathered up the hem of her skirt, then guided my hand inside it. My fingers touched her leg about mid-thigh. I moved my hand inward and extended my thumb to gauge the shape of her leg. She was thin, and not very muscular. I lifted my hand up and she let her dress go. It furled on my arm and she smiled down at me. I raised it, feeling the curve of her inner thigh until I felt the curve where it moved in toward her hip-joint.

Some girls have a noticeable separation between their thighs at the crotch, so you can see an elongated diamond of light between their legs. I couldn't see it, but I imagined that Charlotte must have had a lovely gap like those girls.

"You should wear tight leggings," I said.

"That's what I tell her!" Alex agreed. "You'd look so hot, Charlotte!"

Charlotte just giggled. "My mother won't let me. She makes me wear dresses, so I refuse to wear underwear because of that. What they can't see, they don't know about."

"You're an adult, Charlotte. You can tell her to go take a running jump," Alex said, sipping some tea.

With just another inch, I felt the light brush of Charlotte's pubic hairs on the side of my hand. I lifted my hand and angled it to slip between her thighs and cup her mound in my hand. The feel of her skin was silken, but marred by the presence of such an ample bush. I kept my hand there and stroked her pussy, feeling her lips and straying between them. She was still smiling and she opened her legs a little. I tickled inside her lips and then moved up between them to find her clitoris. She drew a small intake of breath when I found her clit and started drawing circles around it with the finger that she'd plentifully moistened for me.

"That's very nice," she said. "You know... my parents won't be back until after the last race at Gosforth," Charlotte said. "Maybe four, or five. Would you like to stay and have some fun for a little bit?"

Alex got up and walked up behind her. She put her arms around Charlotte and kissed her neck, though Charlotte's hair was in the way somewhat. "Does that invitation include me?"

Charlotte turned and smiled at Alex. "I thought you said you never wanted to again. That... it was nasty."

"I'm willing to reconsider," Alex said, magnanimously. "IF you've had a shower recently."

Charlotte looked hurt, all of a sudden. She turned away, removing herself from Alex's arms and my hand. She went over to the sink and stared out of the window. "I told you, Alex! It's not fair of you to say that. You're the one who wanted to."

I got up and went over to her. I put my arm around her from behind, then lifted my other hand - that had been up her dress - and put my fingers in my mouth. I tasted them and sucked the flavour off them. "Alex is full of shit!" I said, after knowing the truth. "You're delicious."

"I was starting my period," she said softly, shaking her head. "She wouldn't listen." She looked back at me. She smiled coyly. "Thank you. Please stay, but..." she shot Alex a mean stare. "I'm not so sure about her."

"Oh... no - you want her here. That way, you can watch her suck her brother's cock."

A naughty grin formed on Charlotte's face. She turned. "I would love to see that!" She said. She shrugged. "I'd love to try it as well, but... I don't know how to."

"I've seen you do it, Charlotte!" Alex said, quickly correcting her.

"With rubber willies, yes... but that's not the real thing. You've not done it either, except with dongs!" She shot back, though not vehemently - just gently. I'd never really spoken much with Charlotte, but I was starting to like her. She didn't get loud or brassy, like Alex. She was just quiet and... fragile.

I looked at Alex. "You've not?"

Alex blushed. Which was about as uncommon as seeing a tree dance, or a boulder laugh. It just didn't happen. You couldn't embarrass the girl-of-iron. "No! I told you. I don't allow it. I said I didn't shy away from it, because I simply refuse to do so."

"Oh, but Alex - you have to!" Charlotte insisted. "We both do, or what are you going to do tomorrow? Gay boys all suck each other's willies. If you don't... they're not going to be impressed." She looked at me. "Isn't that right, Nick?"

I laughed. "I'm not 'gay', I've sucked one knob, but... I have one, so I can tell you what to do with it and how."

Alex nodded. "He's bisexual. Actually - so are we."

"I've not licked... those bits. Only you did that," Charlotte protested.

"So, you've got two things to learn," Alex said. "That's why you need me here. Remember - if the boys are going to do it for us to watch, we have to for them."

"I suppose that's fair," Charlotte admitted. She sighed. "What else should I know?"

"Have you been fucked?" I asked.

She nodded. "With a dildo. Alex and I tried that a few times, and we put them in our bums, too."

"Oh, right - hence the butt-plugs," I said, understanding.

"Nick fucked me this morning, so I'm not a virgin any more," Alex said, proudly.

I stared at her. "You and Stephen didn't?"

She shook her head. "I wasn't on the pill." She saw the look of concern on my face. "I wasn't THEN. I am now." That was a relief.

"I've been on the pill since I was fourteen," Charlotte said. "Irregular cycles," she explained. "Not that Nic ever wanted to put it to the test." She squinted at me. "Are you sure he wants to now?"

"Yes. So... you've played with toys, but not boys, and you both need to learn oral sex - with both sexes? Is that right?" They nodded. "OK. Let's get naked."

We went up to Charlotte's room. She was an only-child, so she had the biggest bedroom: doting parents. Thinking about it, Alex also had the biggest bedroom in our house. I'd not even noticed that before. The doggy tried to follow us, but Charlotte ushered him out and closed the door, apologising to him and kissing his nose as she pushed him out.

I whipped my jeans and Y-fronts off, then helped Charlotte with the zip on the back of her dress - her hair was in the way... of course. I took a moment to gaze upon her never-before-seen form as she disrobed. She had maybe a total of eight ounces of fat on her, in about the same way that a Charlotte-sized piece of toast might, if you buttered it really evenly, front and back. I wasn't an expert on sizing-up girls' dimensions, but at a guess she had maybe a twenty-inch waist, thirty-two hips, but - oh, my - she easily had a pair of C-cups to go with whatever her chest measurement was. Her tummy and abdomen didn't have much in the way of musculature, but what little she had was taut. She had a vertical cleft running from her ribcage down her tummy to her bellybutton, and then down her abdomen where it lost definition just about where her ample, blonde pubic bush began. Her hip-bones and ribs were apparent, but she wasn't emaciated - just very slim.

When we turned to Alex after ogling one another, Charlotte gasped and said, "Oooh! That looks adorable! I love what you've done with your pussy!" She took a couple of steps toward her and then dropped to her knees, shuffling up to see Alex's Brazilian better. She leaned close and kissed Alex on her pubic mound.

"Ooo - it's so soft," Charlotte said, lifting her fingers to stroke Alex's skin.

"I can take you there tomorrow if you like. Fifty quid well-spent! Get a fucking haircut, while you're there and we'll find you some clothes, too."

"FIFTY? I couldn't afford that!" Charlotte said, plaintively.

I sighed. "I'll loan you the money. Anything to see you with a haircut."

Charlotte turned her head. "My mam would flat-out murder me!"

"OK, we'll see about the hair. But I think we can manage a makeover," Alex said. "But, while you're down there... why not start on your first lesson?"

Charlotte's eyebrows danced - not that I could see them very easily, since they were so blonde - and she gave a sneaky grin. "OK. What do I do?"

Alex laid down on the edge of Charlotte's white-with-frilly-lace bed and opened her legs. "Walk her through it, Nick. I'll chime in as needed."

I was up for that! I gave Charlotte a run-down on anatomy first. I stroked along the sides of Alex's vulva. "These are her outer lips - labia majora - and these, here," I brushed with my fingers, "Are her inner lips - labia minora. You know what's sensitive, but they all like a good licking and sucking. In between them," I spread her, "Is her vagina." I fingered her tender hole. "Inside there... go-on, put a couple of fingers in her..." She did. I noticed that she had short nails. That was probably best. "Now feel upwards and a little back inside."

Alex smiled and giggled.

"There. That's her G-spot. It's like the inside version of her clitoris."

"Her what?"

I directed Charlotte's attention to Alex's lips again and lifted up at the apex of her labia. "Where her lips come together at the top is a little hood. Inside it is a very tender part called the clitoris. It's actually a lot of nerves that go all through her vulva, on either side and above, but this little part here is the closest you can get to it. Try licking her here."

Charlotte extended her tongue and gingerly licked Alex's clit.

"That's it! Very good," Alex crooned. "Do that more." Charlotte's tongue licked up and down on Alex and she responded with sympathetic hip movements and small 'Mmm's and 'Uh-huh's. "Put your mouth on me and suck, while you lick me."

Charlotte leaned in and wrapped her lips around Alex's mound, licking and slurping. She stopped when she heard herself. "Am I being too noisy?"

"Noise is good," I told her. "When you moan or slurp, she feels it, too. Be as noisy as you like." She took my advice and loudly ate Alex's clit, groaning softly into her. "Lick around, too." I suggested. She moved her hands and lifted Alex's legs, then licked her lips, licked between them, sucked on her inner ones, gently nibbled her outer lips, ate down and dropped to Alex's asshole, licking and sucking on it. "Oh, that's very good. You're natural at this."

She spared a moment to smile up at me, then continued licking and slobbering her way back up to Alex's clit again. "Try the fingers again. See if you can find her G-spot." She nodded and sucked on my sister's mound as she brought her hand up to penetrate Alex with two fingers. I saw her massaging inside Alex's vagina.

Alex, while Charlotte was doing this, was flat on the bed with her arms up, moaning in pleasure. "You're so good, Charlotte. Good as Nick was! I dunno if I'm going to be able to do anywhere near as well," she said, languorously.

"I think you should swap and give it a try," I recommended. "If you cum, you'll not be as excited to do so."

"Yes!" Charlotte agreed. "I got full marks. Now you try." She stood up and gave Alex a hand up. She pulled the fancy sheets off her bed and dumped them on the floor. "Can't get those gooey," she said, lying down. Alex told her to get in the middle of the bed because she wanted to lie down while she ate.

"Actually... lie on your tummy. I want to try something." Charlotte shrugged and rolled over. She had a lovely bum, but so did Alex. In fact, Nic had a nice bum, too. I was starting to suspect that I found ALL bums attractive. That wasn't a bad thing, I decided.

Alex took Charlotte by the hips and lifted her up on her knees, to form a triangle with her legs and another with her back. Charlotte giggled. "I'm glad I'm quite bendy," she said. "I can get my legs behind my arms, you know. I have to be on my back to do it."

"Save that trick for tomorrow," Alex said. "I've got some ass to eat!" And with that, she dived right in. Charlotte squealed in delight as Alex began enthusiastically eating her anus - pink amid pale flesh. She buried her face between Charlotte's splayed buttocks. As lean and taut as they were, there was plenty of room for her to get her face between them. She availed herself of the room by licking across, at an angle, and all around Charlotte's sphincter multiple different ways. I could see how wet the dainty girl's unspoiled bumhole was getting, as Alex penetrated her arse with her tongue. She pushed it in and drew out several times, repeating the motion. Charlotte whined in pleasure as Alex ate her bum.

Alex was satisfied that she could perform oral-anal sex on another girl and told Charlotte to get up on all fours. She got beside her and then slid under Charlotte. I saw her head appear between Charlotte's legs.

"Good idea," I said. "Do what you like, then copy what the other girl does that you enjoy as well. Use what she does as an idea for what you can do." They started eating each other. Alex had difficulty with Charlotte's bush, initially, but found her way around it. When they were going strong, Alex lifted her hands and pulled Charlotte's bum cheeks wider apart, then pointed with a finger. I understood the cue.

I got on the bed and moved up behind Charlotte. I got my knob wet with spit and then rubbed the tip of it against her bumhole. My spit and Alex's made perfectly adequate lubrication. I pushed firmly on Charlotte's bum and heard her go, "OooOOOhhh" in anticipation. Her anus softened and relaxed for me as my knob slid into her rectum.

The feeling was heavenly! She was warm and soft, but I could feel her insides against my prick. Her ring was tight around me, and, looking down, the sight of my cock in her ass got me very excited.

Alex had more than just Charlotte's bum in mind, though. She manoeuvred her arm up between my legs and pulled on my butt-plug. The feel of it tugging on my ring was quite unexpected! I pushed to let it out, which felt really odd as I was poking my knob into Charlotte's bum, but the plug wasn't done. It came out, with effort, and then Alex pushed it back in again.

Oh dear. I had lessons to learn, too.

As I fucked Charlotte in the arse, Alex fucked me with the butt-plug. What started as an exercise in stretching slowly became an indulgence in pleasure. After... not long enough... Alex announced that it was time to do some knob-work. That was a shame because I was just starting to get used to the plug, and enjoying it. Now it was out and I rather missed its warm, snug feel in my bum.

We changed positions and I waited to be told where to sit, lie, stand... whatever. Charlotte got off the bed and went to her wardrobe. She opened it and started looking for something. I watched, but Alex turned my head toward her. "No! Naughty boy. You're the one doing the work. On your hands and knees, please."

As I lowered myself, Charlotte passed something to Alex - like a belt, or something. She fastened it snug around her hips, then turned it around. There was a big knob attached to it - it was a strap-on. There were more straps that she passed between her legs and then attached at the back, pulling them tight. She sat in front of me, with her dramatically-veined purple knob pointing in my face.

"Show me how you suck it," she said. "Show us how you sucked Nic."

"Oh, yes!" Charlotte said. "I'd like to see how you sucked off my BOYFRIEND." She was behind me. "... Because, I've got something for the boy who sucked off his cock!" She said, ominously. I felt cold wetness being smeared on my bum, then something pushing against it. I looked back. All I could see was a glimpse of Charlotte's hip with a pair of black leather bands passing over it, before I realised it was time to push, and push HARD.

"Was his dick THIS big?" The gigantic cock that suddenly penetrated my arse had to be utterly enormous. It was bigger and harder than anything I'd ever passed going the other direction.

I gritted my teeth and snarled as the thing plunged past my inner, involuntary sphincter. I felt more lube being applied as it pulled back out again, then it went in once more. "Fuck, Charlotte!" I growled through a clenched jaw. "How far you gonna shove that up me?"

"All the way," she said, tittering cruelly. Alex was grinning. My sis was a sadist and so was her sweet, innocent friend! "Suck Alex's cock while I fuck your fucking brains out... boyfriend-blower!" She told me with just a hint of bitterness in her voice.

I got my mouth on my sister's dildo and started to think of Nic. How had I done it? I started sucking the tip, then taking it further into my mouth. I let it glide along my tongue, becoming more adventurous as the agony in my anus started to subside and actually began to feel slightly good. I remembered how Nic had cum from anal sex, and started thinking about what angle to put my hips at to have the dildo press on my prostate.

Then Alex put her hands on the back of my head and neck and forced me down on her knob! I gagged right away.

"No - don't fight it, swallow it. It's a long drink of water. Just swallow," she said. "Trust me. I works. You can throat it."

I took a breath, nodded, and let her force me down again. I swallowed and held it. I felt the thing enter my throat. I was so impressed that it worked that I almost forgot about the increased rate of shafting that Charlotte was inflicting on my arsehole. I lifted off, breathed, then sank down on it again.

For the ten or twenty seconds that I had the knob in my throat - and Charlotte's monster cock so deep in my arse that I could feel it all the way up where I got grumbles as my poo was moving down - I felt a moment of complete surrender. My arse and my mouth were totally filled with cock.

I was the putative girl in the porn movie, getting doubled by two big-dick studs! I'd always wanted to know what it was like to be her, and now I knew. It was... strangely blissful, yet with a hidden fear lurking in the background: what if Alex didn't pull out soon enough? What if Charlotte pushed too far? Was I going to choke, or get some kind of horrible internal injury? Was I able to wait and see?

I decided to wait and relax, and just enjoy the few seconds I had of comfortably being just a piece of meat to stick cocks into. The girls were thoroughly enjoying me. Could I trust them not to harm me? Could I trust FIRST, and then have my trust rewarded? What would that feel like? Could I walk the edge of that risk, with all the thrill and excitement of it, and emerge vindicated in the strength of my belief that I could take it... and that Alex and Charlotte wouldn't let me suffer?

Alex let go of me, but I stayed on the cock, trying to lick it as far as I could. I pushed further, feeling the cock go deeper into my throat to the point it started to feel wrong and the gag-reflex threatened to resurface. I pushed my tongue out until the membrane beneath it strained against my teeth, hurting me. I felt the cold, metal studs under the cock - which didn't have fake balls, just a shaft and a base - and the edge of the leather panel against Alex's pelvic bone, and then I touched the skin of her lips, soft and yielding... and licked - for as long as I could.

It must have been five or six seconds. And that was all I could manage!

I lifted off and gasped - as much in horror at what I'd done as in any need for air - and felt the raw, abused inner tissues of my throat as I coughed and half-gagged. My eyes were streaming and my nose was running... but it had been worth it!

"Jesus fucking Christ-on-a-crutch, Nick! You fucking throathed that thing and then ate my cunt!" Alex blurted - which I accepted as a compliment.

"What?" Charlotte said about as loudly as I'd heard her say anything, which wasn't very loud at all but, for her... it was a yell. "He took it all the way? Shit! Even I can't do that, and I practice daily." She paused. "And I've got him balls-deep at this end. OK. OK. I think he passed."

She was mercifully gentle as she unimpaled me, letting it slide poo-like out of my bum. The sensation of it leaving was almost better than it being in there, and certainly a lot nicer than its initial entry.

I sagged face-down on the bed, panting.

"Well, if I'd been a guy, I'd have cum in your throat just watching that," Alex said, with begrudging praise.

"I think you have a cute bum, Nick," Charlotte said lying down next to me and giving me a little peck on the cheek. "And I really enjoyed fucking it." She sighed. "I wish I had a real knob. Nic must really have enjoyed it."

"He didn't fuck me," I said. "I've never had anything that big in my bum before. How big is it."

She got up and showed me. It was red, with pendulous balls, and in length and diameter... it was about the size of my knob. "That was it? I could have sworn it was bigger - like, a foot long!"

"No, this is just boy-sized. We were too scared to get anything bigger," she giggled.

"Well... now I know what it felt like for him, then. Wow! He's tougher than me. He came with me up his bum."

"HE came?" Charlotte asked, confused. "Not you?"

"No, just him." I explained about the prostate... to the extent that I could, because I really didn't know an awful lot.

I thought about what else we needed to rehearse. "Would you like a fuck, then?" I asked Charlotte. She grinned and undid her strap-on.

"You remember when I made you cum?" Alex said to her. "I think you owe me one. So... I'm going to lie down, your going to finish licking me, and then Nick can try to find your G-spot with that lovely knob of his. Alex got on her back, lying across the bed ao I could stand behind Charlotte. Charlotte grinned. She went around the other way and laid down sixty-nine with Alex.

Alex harrumphed. "Oh, OK! But we are losing these pubes tomorrow, you hear me?"

"Agreed," Charlotte said. She probably didn't exactly know what she was letting herself in for, but I wasn't about to tell her.

I went around the other side of the bed and knelt down with Alex's face by mine and we both ate Charlotte together, letting our tongues encounter one another as we bathed them in Charlotte's vaginal juices.

"She really is delicious," I told Alex.

"Yes," she agreed. "And you know what?" I raised my eyebrows in curiosity. "She was when I ate her the first time, too. But don't tell her that." We heard Charlotte's muffled protest.

I gave her a bit more analingus and then slid my cock up on a mission to find her G-spot. Luckily, since my knob arced downwards, my tip was well-placed to search for a G from my current angle. I started shallow, getting a feel for her. If she loosened herself up with rubber knobs, it certainly didn't show. She was as tight as a gorgeous, skinny waif of eighteen was supposed to be. I moaned as I gently shafted her.

Alex concentrated on Charlotte's clit and I ventured deeper. I estimated that, had I been fucking Alex in this position, I'd already be on her most sensitive parts. I shagged for a while, then on my way further in, I felt Charlotte's hips shudder beneath my hands. Was that where the magic was? I focused on that area and picked up the pace.

The 'MMM's that Charlotte started emitting certainly bore out my theory. I was about three inches into her, so there I stayed - give or take an inch... frequently. I occasionally bore deeper into her, and varied my thrust-force, but always came back to the sweet-spot.

Alex was having a hard time concentrating because it seemed that Charlotte was pretty good. I decided to up the game and gave her a bum-thumb to think about. She enjoyed that and began grunting viscerally as I fucked her in both holes. Then, inspired by the muse of sex - though I didn't think the Greeks actually had one - I reached over and picked up the strap-on. I undid the dong from its holder and checked to see if it was still lubed. It was. It was also a little brownish in places, but that wasn't likely to be a problem where it was going. I penetrated her with it and she squealed excitedly, like she might when unexpectedly meeting an old friend. The rubber dong and I double-fucked her. I turned him upside down, so his balls weren't trying to get in the way of my knob, and he sat quite comfortably against my abdomen as I guided him in a synchronised-shagging display.

Charlotte came quite loudly for such a quiet girl, and Alex came very quietly for such a loud one. I enjoyed the juxtaposition and let my two hotties sag together on the bed.

"Don't doze off yet, girls," I said. "There's one thing left. You gotta yum some cum." The smiles slipped. "If you'd like to lie side by side, I can probably get both of you at once."

"Do we need to suck you? Because I think we have the theory down," Alex said. "It's just the oral exam final that we need to pass."

"Y'know," I said, "That's actually a good idea. You don't have to be perfect at everything, first time, but you do need to know how to handle a happy-ending."

They got together, grinning and giggling as I spread my legs and knelt over them. Alex tickled my scrotum while Charlotte started the wank for me, since her right hand had easy access to my knob. They took turns sucking my tip, and Alex actually got into it. She licked me as she rubbed me on the roof of her mouth. Charlotte, not to be outdone, wanted to show me how far she could throat and took me to the point where she could lick my balls before dropping back. I was glad to see that it made her eyes water, too. It wasn't just me being wimpy. Perhaps it was a reflex?

Alex wasn't going to try that, but she scooted down to suck my nuts as Charlotte licked my bell-end. I thought they'd demonstrated their prowess, and I was ready to let them have their moment of truth.

I gave the pep-talk.

"Remember - don't flinch or avoid it. Show no fear! Courage will be rewarded with a lovely, sticky plastering and a slightly tickly throat - that you'll not even feel for more than a couple of minutes - but you will have conquered the spitting cobra! And that's going to be worth it."

They were smiling broadly and looking forward to it as I unloaded a giant splash of cum all over Alex's face, followed instantly by a lance of white lightning right into Charlotte's mouth as she gawked at the big splurt that Alex had taken. Alex got the next one, all over her tongue, and then I gave Charlotte the chance to chase her shot down with a couple of dribbles from the end of the bottle. I was still cumming, though the barrels were dry. I'd been working my poor, shrivelled testicles pretty hard.

"Lick it off her, Charlotte, and let her have it back."

They'd seen movies before. Charlotte leaned over and licked the cum off Alex's cheek, nose and eyebrows, then deposited it in her mouth. Alex swirled it around and kissed her back. The cum covered their lips and tongues as they kissed for me to see. I watched their throats. I could see them swallowing each little that they got in the back of their mouths. The reflex actions were beautiful to me. I knew the taste and feel of cum in the throat, and I loved that they were enjoying it.

When she finished, Charlotte looked up at me and said, "That was fun! I thought it was going to be horrid, like pee or something." She gave a titillated snort and a bashful smirk. "Not that I'd mind that."

"Yeah - interesting taste," Alex said. "I can't describe it, because... there's nothing I've tasted like it. A little bitter, but only mildly, but it's got a lovely texture and mouthfeel. And... yes, it's a bit tickly. Nothing more than gulping some coffee down the wrong way, though." She cleared her throat and swallowed again. "Ooh, I could used to that!" She lifted up and kissed the end of my knob, trying to see if there was more in there. "Do you like it?"

I nodded. "Yes, I do. Maybe you and I can swap spunk some time."

"Very sweet," Charlotte said, somewhat dejectedly. "You two get to go home together, but I'm stuck here all alone, wishing I had more than just dreams, dildos, and a baggie of black Leb to keep me company. You promise that Nic will still be interested in me?"

"If he isn't, I can be your boyfriend," I offered.

"Hey!" Alex said, expressing objection.

"What?" Charlotte countered. "We can share! I could be his public totty and you'd be his secret, midnight lover. I can be the one to blow him in nightclub bathrooms, while you'd be stealing into his room for a filthy, incestuous suck-'n'-fuck while your parents sleep. It's not like you two can get married or anything - and it would put us together, too, now that we can do more than just prod each other with plastic pricks. But... if that's not something you want, you could just make sure I get my old boyfriend back."

Alex sat up. "For that, you WILL need a haircut. Bro - we're going to want that cash tomorrow."

Oh, well. What better to spend it on? Either Nic was going to get a hot, sexy, gagging-for-it girlfriend who could swallow his knob and fuck him mightily in the arse, or... I was getting TWO!