Mark Smith - Virgin no more

Both of them half drunk, he had climbed astride her with his clothes on and had started grinding away, pressing his rigid cock hard against her pussy.

She pushed back.

There was a frozen moment as he realized that she was as turned on as he was, and then he had really tried to fuck her.

She fought back, both against him and against the flood of passion that threatened to engulf her. She wanted to feel his cock inside her in that moment, and the realization terrified her.

He managed to slide his hand beneath her dress, rubbing it first on the outside of her dripping panties, then finally jerking them down and plunging a finger deep inside her squirming, writhing cunt.

She wanted him more than anything in the world that moment, and almost gave in. She even let her hand slip inside his trousers and feel the hard, firm skin of his bulging cock.

But then she had come to her senses.

"Stop it!" she screamed, beginning to cry.

And be had stopped it.

Now, as the thoughts flashed across her mind again, it occurred to her that if she hadn't stopped him then, she might not be here right now.

The thought made her sad.

Just then the door opened, and John and Susan walked in. Sheila waved to them and walked for a few minutes, trying to force the sadness off and away from her.

"By the way," she finally told them, "I met somebody who invited us all to dinner tonight. Some like it might be a party or something."

"Who is it?" Susan asked, mildly interested.

"A guy named Ted. Do you know him?"

"I don't think so. I don't know. What do you think, John?"

"Free food. Why not?" he shrugged.

That night, Sheila's first shock came just as she walked through the door.

"Hi, Sheila," Ted said, letting all three of them in. Then the surprise came as Ted indicated a tall, darkly attractive woman and said, "This is my wife, Angie."

Sheila tried to mask her surprise as she shook the other woman's hand, but somehow she doubted that she was wry successful at it. His wife!

But why not?

It was just that Sheila was still too young to naturally think in terms of people being married unless told otherwise.

She wondered if Ted had told her about what he and Sheila had done that afternoon. Probably not, she decided.

She was wrong.

"Here," said Angie in a low, controlled voice, "let me take your coats." When she reached out to take Sheila's ski jacket, the younger girl couldn't help but notice the large, firm tits that bounced and jiggled when the older woman moved.

Nice.

Sheila then introduced John and Susan, and they all moved into the sunken living room. There, another couple was sprawled casually on the floor, glasses of wine in their hands.

"This is Jackie," Angie announced, pointing to the red-haired woman, "and Philip." Philip was short and stocky, but with a cheerful face and friendly smile.

Sheila liked him.

After Sheila had introduced herself and Susan and John, they all dropped down onto the floor amidst the predictable collection of furs and blankets, accepting a glass of hot, spiced wine from their hosts.

For the next half hour the talk was casual, mostly about skiing. Ted's leg was bothering him somewhat when he walked, but it didn't seem that it was going to be too serious. Even now there was nothing more noticeable than a slight limp, and the doctor was reasonably certain that with lots of rest and hot water he would be able to ski again by the beginning of the week.

Sheila thought she detects Angie giving her a strange look when Ted said hot water, but then later she decided that her imagination must be working overtime.

Again, she was wrong.

Angie was, Sheila decided after watching her discreetly throughout much of the conversation, one of the most naturally sexy people she had ever seen. Everything she did, whether it was simply talking or moving about the room, absolutely oozed sensuality.

Jackie, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. In many ways she reminded Sheila of the way she had been up until just a few days ago. Although she couldn't exactly put her finger on what made her so certain about it, Sheila was nonetheless convinced that Jackie would probably not be a great deal of fun in bed, even though she was reasonably good looking.

Things were relaxed and civilized throughout the early part of the evening. If sex was on anybody's mind other than Sheila's, she would have been surprised to hear about it.

But it was definitely on her mind.

And on Susan's as well, if she knew anything at all about her roommate.

Then Ted dropped what proved to be the bombshell of the night.

"Why don't we all take a sauna together?"

There was a general rumbling of consent, followed by a collective stare from the entire group directed toward Jackie, who had remained conspicuously silent.

"Come on, honey," chided Philip, "what's the harm?"

She shrugged. It was obvious that her only choice was either to go along with it, or become a party pooper for refusing.

She went along with it.

"But is there room for everybody?" Susan wanted to know.

"Sure," Ted promised. "Plenty of room."

"All right. I'm game," Susan said, standing up and walking across the room to where the door to the sauna was located. There, in full view of everyone else, she calmly stripped and walked in.

Ted quickly followed suit, followed by John and Philip.

Angie, Jackie and Sheila were left in the living room. While up until now the entire atmosphere had been fairly innocent, something about the combination of the three remaining women created a tension in the room that was purely sexual.

Sheila took a long pull off her drink and stood up. She was aware of the other two women watching her, Angie hungrily and Jackie competitively.

She stripped.

When she was finished, she hesitated before going in, feeling her cunt begin to awaken with vague stirrings of excitement. As she was about to go in, Angie called out to her.

"Wait. Why don't we all make our entrance together."

Sheila nodded. It was a good idea, primarily for Jackie's sake. The red-haired woman was obviously grateful.

Angie was the next to take her clothes off, and Sheila had to really exert self control to keep from fingering herself at the sight of the other woman's naked body.

It was phenomenal.

In spite of the fact that her tits were absolutely huge, the rest of her body had no extra fat on it at all. Her waist was slim and flat, while her hips were full and firm.

And her cunt!

It was a bushy black triangle so big it threatened to engulf anyone or anything that came near it.

Sheila decided she would definitely like to come near it. She hoped she would get the chance before the night was over.

Then it was Jackie's turn.

Shyly she stood up and began to undress, facing the wall so that she didn't have to look at the other two women while she did it. Angie smiled at Sheila, who returned her smirk, and then their eyes went back to Jackie.

She was totally naked now, but still stood facing the wall.

As she started toward the wooden door of the sauna Jackie finally turned around, displaying a bright red bush which looked exciting in its contrast to her pale, smooth skin.

As the three of them stepped into the warm room, Sheila could feel the eyes of the men and Susan on them. It was exciting.

There were three rows of benches, and after everyone had positioned themselves somewhere.

Sheila leaned back against the wall and tried to relax. No one said anything, but she could sense a sexual electricity in the room.

When was something going to happen?

Once again, it was Ted who got things roll ing.

"Honey, why don't you give me a back scrub."

Then, without waiting to see what her reply would be, he climbed down to an empty space on one of the lower benches and stretched out on his stomach.