Lana's First Time

I've been friends with Lana for pretty much as long as I can remember. We were inseparable in high school, stayed friends through college and both came back home after college to build our adult lives. She got married right out of college while I spent some more time finding myself and came out as queer several years ago. Now, we were both married, but she was finding herself in a sexual rut lately and, with her husband's consent, wanted to try something new. She knew that Natalie and I sometimes invited others to join us, and she had expressed an interest in trying that out.

I wanted to make sure she knew the rules and stayed in her comfort zone. Earlier, we had discussed her expectations and what she wanted out of this experience. I knew that she had been tied up before, but that it wasn't something her husband had enjoyed. She wanted to try it again, but she felt a little tentative about just jumping into it. It had been Lana's idea to tie Natalie up first. She wanted to follow my lead and see how she liked playing with women before surrendering herself to us.

"Do you remember what to say if you want to slow down or pause?"

"Yes. Yellow."

"Good. So if you say yellow, we will stop to check in on you and evaluate what you need. What if you want to stop altogether?"

"Red."

"Perfect. And if you say red, everything stops, no questions asked. Are you ready?"

I took note of Lana's body language now. Unlike earlier, her eyes were tracking between Natalie and I, and the nervous energy had been replaced with a tentative excitement. She was leaning toward Natalie, one hand casually resting on Natalie's thigh.

"I'm ready."

Her eyes didn't leave Natalie's while she spoke and I knew that her excitement had fully won over her skittishness. I had thought that she would need some prodding, some encouragement, but I was wrong. She leaned into Natalie and kissed her and all signs of nerves vanished. I watched intently as the kiss went from soft and tentative to deeper, more passionate. Lana's hands started in Natalie's hair, but as they started to wander down to her shoulders and neck, I wanted to see her interact with Natalie's skin.

Moving in behind Natalie on the bed, I tugged at the hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her skin, noting with satisfaction the way her muscles tightened as I ran my hands up her body. Their kiss paused long enough for me to remove the shirt and Natalie's sports bra, and when they returned, Natalie lifted Lana's chin and kissed down her neck. Lana's soft moan in response encouraged Natalie to remove Lana's top and reveal her breasts, large but perky and clearly aroused.

Natalie's mouth settled on Lana's nipple and Lana gripped Natalie's hair, leaning her head back and moaning softly. Natalie brought a hand to Lana's nipple, pinching it just hard enough for Lana to cry out with pleasure before I removed Natalie's hands, holding them up above her head from behind her.

"I think it's time for these," I reminded them, releasing Natalie's hands long enough to grab the wrist restraints from behind me on the bed. I handed them to Lana.

"Do you want to do the honors?"

Lana took the restraints from me and Natalie adjusted her position on the bed so that she was laying in the center, each wrist just inches from the corner bedpost. Lana rubbed Natalie's wrist lightly before buckling the restraint around it and tying it to the post. While Lana secured the other wrist, I removed my own clothing. Natalie's eyes devoured my body as I undressed for her, and I suspected that if I were to reach between her legs, I would find her wet with anticipation. Once Lana had secured the other wrist, I came up behind her, reaching around her to tug on the restraint and make sure Natalie couldn't free herself. When I was satisfied, I wrapped my arms around Lana's waist, making eye contact with Natalie over Lana's shoulder. I trailed my hands up from Lana's waist to the swell of her breast and was rewarded with an intake of breath that told me Lana's breasts were very sensitive. Perfect.

I placed some light kisses down the back of Lana's neck and softly circled her breasts with my fingertips, slowly making my way inward to her nipples. Her breathing was ragged by the time I reached the center, teasingly drawing a circle directly around her hardened nipples, careful not to actually touch them. When I finally took her nipples between my fingers, Lana's moan sent a vibration directly to my clit and I watched Natalie draw her legs together and pull slightly on the restraints keeping her from being able to join us. My eyes never left Natalie's as I dropped my hands back down to Lana's waist and around to the button on her jeans.

"Can I feel you? I want to see how ready you are for us," I whispered in Lana's ear.

She hummed affirmatively and spread her legs, so I let my hand travel down into her pants, under the elastic of her panties. I separated her folds and ran my middle finger from her center to her clit, only lightly touching it as I passed. She was nearly dripping wet and just that minimal contact left plenty of her juices on my finger, so I leaned over and brought it to Natalie's mouth, allowing her to lick it clean.

"I don't think that little taste was quite enough for Natalie, was it?"

"No," Natalie responded, her eyes gazing longingly at the place just under the button of Lana's jeans where she could see Lana's skin. "Can I lick her?"

Natalie's question was directed to me but Lana was the one that answered.

"Please..." she whimpered.

I pulled Lana's jeans and panties down, placing wet kisses along her ass and the back of her legs as I went. When they were off, Lana wasted no time climbing on top of Natalie and lowering her sopping wet pussy to Natalie's face. As Natalie dipped her tongue into Lana's cunt, her own hips began to move rhythmically and I went to meet them, pulling her shorts and underwear off and spreading her legs wide, then trailing my fingers down her inner thighs. I pulled apart her lips and let her feel my breath on her clit for just a moment before she pushed herself into my face, her own need evident in her forceful motions.

When my tongue finally lapped at Natalie's sex, Lana cried out and I knew the contact had made Natalie's tongue plunge into Lana desperately. I pushed one finger, then a second into Natalie's soaked pussy, sucking on her delicious clit while I fucked her slowly and deliberately, curling my fingers into her core. I matched the rhythm of thrusts into her with the motion my tongue made on her clit just before sucking it into my mouth. Natalie hummed against Lana's clit and Lana's hips suddenly stopped bucking and she buried her fingers in Natalie's hair - she had to be close to her release.

"Oh my God. Yesssssss. YES!" Lana's words trailed off into incoherent moans as she rode Natalie's tongue into a shuddering climax and I watched as she collapsed onto the wall behind the bed, then lifted herself from Natalie's face. Briefly, I wondered whether she would hesitate. She did not. From between Natalie's legs, I watched Lana bring her face to Natalie's, tasting her own sweetness on Natalie's tongue. She moaned in response, apparently enjoying this new sensation. Her hand began to explore Natalie's body, settling on her voluptuous breast, teasing and pulling on her already hardened nipples.

While Lana explored, I focused on Natalie's pleasure, increasing the pressure and speed of my thrusts, fucking her hard and fast. I could hear Natalie pulling on her restraints, desperate to touch me or Lana, but we had ensured that her wrists and hands were immobilized. All she could do was lay there, her cunt fully exposed and being pounded by me while her nipples were on display and worshipped by Lana. She lasted only seconds before I could feel her pussy walls closing in on my fingers and I pressed her hardened clit into my yearning mouth, licking and sucking fervently. Her back arched as she cried out and I could feel her juices soaking my face and hand as she reached her climax. I continued assaulting her clit with my tongue until her muscles started to relax, then I slowly removed my fingers and very slowly and softly pulled my fingers up toward her clit, allowing her another second of bliss while I pushed against her sensitive spots.

Without removing my fingers, I sat up on the bed and directed my inquiry to Lana:

"Your turn?"