An excerpt from The Tape
"Okay, Alison, your turn. I can't wait to watch you come for the first time."
"Oh, I don't know..." Alison said nervously, looking around the room. "I just don't...oh, I don't know how I feel about this."
"Oh, that's a load of crap," Joy said, pointing at Alison's crotch. "Look. You've soaked all the way through your jeans."
Alison looked down and, sure enough, saw a tiny wet spot on her jeans right between her legs from her sopping pussy. "Yeah, I guess," she said. "I'm just...I'm a little nervous, that's all."
"That's okay. I'll stay naked if you want," Joy said.
"Yeah, and I promise to do it too after you're done," Kristin added. "I won't back out." Truthfully, Kristin didn't know if she could bear the thought of backing out now. Her pussy was fairly screaming at her for release.
"Well...okay," Alison said, smiling shyly. "Maybe we should try another tape." She grabbed the lesbian tape with as much a sense of randomness as she could muster. "Here, put this in." Kristin grabbed the tape and started reloading the VCR, while Joy sat and helped Alison get her clothes off.
Soon Alison was as naked as Joy, and had assumed the center position of the trio. She sat down on her shins and scooted her body back towards the bed. "I, um, masturbate while I'm on my knees like this," Alison said to the two. "I hope that isn't too weird."
"No, it's not weird at all," Joy said, absently running her hand over Alison's ample bosom. "God, you've got great boobs. I wish I had breasts like this."
"Don't be jealous. They're mostly a pain in the ass...ooh." Alison gave a soft moan as Joy gave her nipple a quick pinch. Immediately Alison's hands went to her crotch and she started rubbing herself almost subconsciously. "Forward the tape, Kristin," she said in a whisper. "Forward up to the first scene."
Kristin picked up the remote and started scanning through the tape. She got to the first scene, two pretty women but with obvious boob jobs and frankly, a little too much makeup. But still, there they were, licking at another woman's pussy. It was almost surreal to watch. She would alternate between this and studying Alison while she jerked off, which was a whole interesting process unto itself. She had now seen two other women in her life besides herself masturbate, and it was fascinating to compare them. Joy's hip gyrations were a continual smooth, fluid motion, like watching a wave undulate through. Alison, on the other hand, had a rhythmic, back and forth jerkiness to it, almost like riding a horse. Joy had rubbed her clitoris with one hand, making a circular motion across the entire region in a steady rhythm. Alison, however, used one hand to stretch the skin nice and tight around the clitoral area, the other hand to pointedly move a steady finger in a vertical path across the clitoris, up and down, up and down, with the precision of a machine. While Joy's was a tight fighting body, Alison's had the natural curviness to define it as a modern stereotypically feminine build. Large rounded breasts, a hippiness to her waist, a little pooch right over her pussy. Her pubic hair had a fine quality to it, as if stroking a child's head, versus Joy's fully adult black bristly pussy.
Things were getting interesting between Joy and Alison, Kristin suddenly noticed. It was the same situation as before, except now with Joy's hands on Alison's inner thighs, stroking up and down. But the two were now both naked, they were both on their knees, and they were a lot closer together. Joy kept rubbing her entire nude body up and down the side of Alison as she brought her hands up and down her thighs, occasionally reaching up to grab a nipple very gently and giving it a good turn in either direction.
"I loved it when you kissed me," Joy whispered to Alison. "Do you mind if I do it back to you?"
Alison turned to her, suddenly out of her inner fantasy thoughts. "You want to kiss me?" she asked.
"I want to kiss you, yes."
"Okay," Alison said in an irregular pattern from the shallow breathing. "Yeah, you can...kiss...me, because I'd...like...to be...kissed."
Joy sort of pounced and soon they were making out something fierce, Alison still jerking away. Kristin suddenly wondered what kind of situation she'd gotten herself into. This isn't happening to me, she thought. This is one of those things that happens to people on afternoon talk shows. I'm in the Honor Society, for the love of God. I'm a cheerleader.
Yet she couldn't deny the fact that she was here, and she couldn't deny that it was turning her on. It was pretty amazing to watch two of her best friends neck while completely naked, witnessing both of their orgasms. And she couldn't deny that she was getting an uncontrollable desire to put her lips onto the neck of Alison, reaching down and giving her a big hug because it was just so damn sexy to watch her masturbate.
So, she did. She reached in and gave Alison a big long kiss, and said in a very quiet voice, "Come on, Alison. You can do it. Come for me. I want you to come for me."
Alison spat out a frustrated laugh. "I'm trying...believe...me!"
"Put your fingers up inside you," Joy suggested.
"Can't...I've got to keep...my clit tight...it's the only way it...works for me..."
"Well, I can help you with that," Joy said, and immediately slipped two long fingers up inside Alison's cunt. Alison let out with a little unexpected scream from the surprise, then immediately started rocking her hips back and forth, impaling herself on Joy's fingers.
"That's it," Joy said, putting an arm around her waist. "Keep doing this. Keep your rhythm, Alison. Think in the back of your mind about the orgasm you're going to have."
Alison thought this was a weird thing to say, but what the hell. She searched in the back recesses of her mind for initial thoughts about orgasms. Although she had never had one, she had had several close calls and knew what the general excitement was about. It was almost the same as if you had to go to the bathroom, and you could feel the urine moving down the pipe right before you peed. An orgasm was a thing that creeped up on you, giving some sly signals before you finally got there. It was a journey you made with your body, from "relaxed" to "climax," along with the physical changes that happened to your body along that journey.
Once she started thinking about that, she realized that she was actually very near to this point right at the moment. In her mental concentration, she had finally let her body go out and enjoy itself, and it had been bringing her to a state of more and more arousal.
"Oh...oh my God, that worked...I'm almost...there..."
"Alright, Alison, don't give up," Joy said in a determined voice. "You can have this orgasm. Right, Kristin?"
"Yeah," Kristin exclaimed breathlessly, cupping Alison's jerking hand under her own, bringing the total number of hands between her legs to five. "Come on, Alison. I want you to come. I want you to have an orgasm."
Alison looked at Kristin with a glazed look of ecstasy in her eyes, then bent over and expertly slipped her tongue into Kristin's mouth. Kristin, now so totally tight in her jeans, her body temperature risen, just aching to jerk off herself now, reached up and put Alison's head in a two-handed lock, pushing her closer and throwing her tongue into her mouth.
Alison's eyes suddenly got wide and she started sending rhythmical, soft moans straight into Kristin's mouth. Her entire body had suddenly locked into immobility and Kristin could immediately tell that Alison was having her orgasm at that moment. After a sustained period where her body trembled in its frozen position, Alison slumped loose again. She threw her arms around Kristin as if she were a lifesaver.
"Oh Kristin, that was...incredible. My God. I've never experienced something like that in my life." She caressed Kristin's sweaty and saliva-covered mouth with her hand, still with a bug-eyed glassiness to her. "Oh Kristin," she said, kissing the side of her cheek tenderly. "You have to experience this. You have to do it, really."
"Well, okay," she said. "You don't need to do a lot of convincing with me." Kristin was already in the process of taking her pants off, stopping for a moment to pick up the remaining videotape. "Here, put this in," she said, lying down on the floor and picking up her ass in order to slip off her pants.
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