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Because people asked what happened next and if I ever ended up having sex with Mary: yes, I did, but it took a while.
The morning after I'd had sex with Stephanie, Mary and I got up late, which kind of threw a wrench in my whole late shower alibi. I could have lied to her and made up some other story why I didn't have to get up early after all, but the odds of pulling that one off seemed dim at best. Better fess up immediately I figured and get it over with.
She didn't freak out. Instead she asked a couple of questions, like why didn't I try doing it with her instead of Steph? I told her I was pretty sure I did try, but she made it pretty clear she wasn't interested. Her answer to that was to kiss me.
I took it slow, not sure how far I was supposed to take this, but she's the one who started kissing my neck and pulling the collar of my shirt down. I reciprocated and pretty soon she was topless and I was on top of her kissing her tits and sucking on her nipples. That's as far as we got though. When I tried going lower she stopped me, saying she wasn't ready for that just yet. I thought that was weird since it wasn't like she was a virgin after all, but on the other hand she'd only had sex with one other guy before, so maybe that was normal. Anyway, I didn't insist and that's all that happened that morning.
That morning, and the weeks that followed too. Me taking her shirt off became a regular thing. Every time I slept over we'd end up making out half-naked. Mostly it was me kissing her, and she mostly just lied there, but she was moaning, telling me what she liked, that kind of thing. I started sleeping over more often, and after a few weeks of that we finally got to third base. Still no actual sex, but she'd let me pull her panties down and I'd finger her or go down on her.
I still wasn't sure where this whole situation was headed. Were we just taking things really slow or was she just stringing me along? In a sense I didn't care. This was all new to me and I figured worse comes to worse, I'll come into my next relationship much more knowledgeable about what to do in bed. (Besides, on a couple of occasions Steph and I hooked up again, so between the two of them my sex life was the best it had been in, well, ever)
As I said, this lasted a couple of months or so. During that time, Mary and Stephanie met a new friend, Denise. Denise was a few years older than we were, close to her mid twenties. A good looking blonde with wide hips and who wasn't shy about showing a lot of cleavage. Stephanie worked part time waiting tables at a nice restaurant downtown and Denise was one of the bartenders there. That's how they met. They started spending a lot of time together and Mary often joined them. Denise quickly became a sort of mentor for the two girls, and both of them clearly looked up to her.
Denise happened to be a lesbian, and I guess there was a bit of a girl crush going on there. For instance one night Denise happened to mention that she would never go down on a girl who wasn't shaved. I don't think Mary had ever shaved before (she sported the full bush, as they say) but the next day she bought a new razor and from then on there was never a hair to be found down there.
Denise would often sleep over, in Stephanie's bed, and Mary might have been a bit jealous. She was at times openly flirty, but Denise never seemed interested. As far as I know nothing ever happened between them. Mary's infatuation lasted a while, then they had a falling out, I never knew the exact reason, and that was that.
But the night I had sex with Mary was before they had a fight, when everybody was still getting along swimmingly.
That night the three girls and I had gone for a few drinks at a nearby bar. We came home fairly late and Mary and I were getting ready for bed. She had a long t-shirt on and we were just getting in bed when Denise and Stephanie walked in.
As I said in my previous post, Mary was using the living room as her bedroom, and the living room was right next to the kitchen. There were no doors to her "bedroom", just a Japanese folding screen that we often forgot, or didn't bother, to move to the doorway. So it wasn't unusual for Steph to say hi from the kitchen and walk in for a quick talk. The place didn't have an actual living room, so Mary's bed often served as the couch.
So it wasn't unusual for the four of us to sit on her bed to talk, but usually we weren't in our underwear, and usually we weren't slightly inebriated either. The girls started talking about guys, and I sat there listening to them.
At some point Denise asked me why I just sat there and didn't talk more. They'd been talking about guys (and girls) and first dates and what happens after and whatnot, and I don't know why, but I just felt that the male viewpoint wasn't really required at that particular time. But Denise tells me I must have something interesting to say and she wants to hear it. Only, before I can get my thoughts organized, she cuts me off.
If you adored this write-up and you would certainly like to get more facts pertaining to cam free sex kindly browse through the website. I should be more aggressive, she tells me. What a woman wants is a czar. A lion. Someone who takes charge. Then she asks me: when you kiss Mary, how do you kiss her? Well, I don't know, with my mouth? Nobody thought that was funny. Denise told me don't try to avoid the question. "Show me" she says.
Apparently this isn't the time to say no, I won't do it, so I do. It's a nervous kiss, what with the audience that we have looking at us, and not very passionate. It feels more like "what are we doing here?" than "I need to fuck you right here right now". Truth be told, at that point in our relationship my tongue had spend more time on her clit than in her mouth. We weren't actually dating and "sex" for us didn't involve much kissing.
Denise wasn't happy with the way I was doing it. She starts directing me. "Harder, softer, less tongue. Your hands are just sitting there, use them!" I do as she says, and I grab Mary's boob over her shirt. "That's better. Now pull her hair." I looked at her to make sure I understood correctly, and I checked with Mary to make sure. "Don't ask her! Just do it! Women love when you pull their hair. Just grab a good handful by the roots and pull!"
So I did. Mary loved it. Her mouth opened more and she started breathing more heavily and kissing me back more passionately. And all the while Denise kept guiding me. "That's it! Don't ask her if it's ok, just do it!" And when I told her I didn't want to take it too far or too fast: "If she doesn't like it she'll let you know. A guy like you, you don't have to worry about that."
By then I think I'd gotten the memo. To show my "teacher" that I'd learned that particular lesson, I figured I should try a move of my own. I reached a hand down in Mary's panties. She was soaking wet. I fingered her a bit, then started pulling them down. "Like this?"
Mary was into it, and even wriggled her ass to help me get her panties off. "You see, she likes it." But apparently Denise wasn't interested in a show. That was enough for her, she said, and it was time for her and Steph to get to bed. She got up and Steph followed her out.
If Mary and me were ever going to have sex, this had to be it. I got up to grab a condom (I always carried one around when I slept over there, just in case). I undressed and put it on, but when I got back to the bed I saw that Mary was now lying on her stomach, and all the goods were (purposefully?) out of reach.
I rubbed her bum, and tried to push her shirt up, but she wouldn't move. Now in normal times I would have left it at that and it would have been another night of cuddling, but after the lesson I'd just gotten, that just couldn't be.
So with one hand I grabbed a handful of Mary's hair, while I drove the other between her legs to slide a couple of fingers in her pussy. She was still very wet, and she let out a light moan, and just like that she raised her ass and spread her legs. I got in behind her, and finally got to shove my cock inside her.
I started slow, trying to keep my balance while still holding on to her hair, but soon I let go and grabbed her by the hips and started pounding fast. It took a while, what with this being our first time and me still being nervous about it, not to mention the alcohol and the condom both contributed to dulling my senses a bit, but that was good because that gave her time to really get into it and she started moaning louder and louder.
When I realized Steph and Denise must be hearing us, and the next-door neighbors too probably, I covered her mouth with my hand, but that only got her going more. She moaned even more loudly under my hand, and after a while, realizing there was no stopping her, I let go and focused totally on pounding her hard.
For once I didn't care if she was getting off or not, I didn't wait for her to come first or and I didn't do anything to help her along. I just pounded harder and harder, slamming my hips into her ass. The bed was squeaking, she was moaning, and pretty soon I was coming.
I collapsed over her. She was all sweaty even though by all accounts I'm the one who did all the work. I was drenched too, but neither of us cared. I pulled the condom off, she put her head on my shoulder, and we both lied there panting for a while until we recovered.
So that was it, the first time I had sex with Mary. After that we started officially dating. I slept over there a lot more often, and we had plenty of sex, and for a while it was Stephanie who was complaining about her roommate being too vocal in the sack.
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