Emily, Part Two

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It wasn’t my first time meeting women while tending my garden, but it was my first time with two.Becky and Susan were two curious teens that would often stop to talk about gardening in general. Both young ladies were seniors in high school and were both involved in the FFA in school. The pair would stop by my yard regularly to view my vegetable plants and see how they were progressing. They always told me the latest info on the newest diseases working their way around as well as possible cures.Both of the leggy teens seemed timid at first but friendly. Being somewhat tall for women, they were probably ostracized by their peers due to their height. However, both girls were cute in their way. Becky was a freckled face redhead while Susan was, I assumed, a true blonde. Her alabaster skin and pale blue eyes made me feel that way. She looked almost like an albino.Over time it seemed that their sociability with me didn’t transfer to others their own age. An example of that was when they were visiting the garden one day, another teenager passed by, and they completely ignored his attempted contact. Finally, after several visits, they let me in on the fact that most of the kids in school thought they were ‘weirdo lesbians,’ as they put it. Since they opened that door, I offered, “You do know that there is nothing wrong with that, don’t you?””Yeah,” they mumbled in stereo before making up excuses to finish some homework and headed home. I finished my weeding for the day and went inside, hoping that I hadn’t offended them. It was about four days later that they once again appeared as I was tending to my vegetables. The girls seemed even friendlier than usual and not at all bothered by my comment from before. It wasn’t until they entered the garden and began helping me that I noticed their scant attire. Both were wearing tank tops, leaving their midsections exposed, as well as short-shorts that barely covered their pert little buttocks.These two were not your slutty dressing type of teenagers, and I was a bit surprised until Becky spoke. “First off, we wanted to apologize for our behavior on our previous visit. We reacted to your comment as if you were teasing us as the kids do, but then after talking it over, we realized that you weren’t.”Susan added, a bit quieter, “We have played a little together and do enjoy it, but we’d really like to try a guy together. We’ve heard our mothers talk about you over the last couple of years and were intrigued. That is why we initially started to talk to you, but after seeing your love for plants, we kinda left that idea behind.””However, since we are both going away to college in a month, we would love for you to teach us about man-on-woman sex,” Becky blurted out.’What my little horn-dog friend is saying is would you be interested in teaching a couple of know-nothing eighteen-year-olds about copulating with the opposite sex? We know that you have helped more than a few women out with their sexual frustrations, whatever they may be. But, we also know that we’re young and not all that attractive…””Wait,” I stepped in. “You two are very attractive, but it’s not about that or you being legal Anadolu Yakası Escort so much as whether I think you can handle the emotional aspect of sexual intercourse. Even the smartest of us has mistaken sex for love and ruined their life over it. Why do you think I’m still single?” We all had a good laugh at my last comment before I added, “I want you ladies to think about this for a few days while I do the same, then we’ll reconvene here Saturday morning. Does that sound fair?”They both nodded their heads affirmatively before we went back to tending the garden as they thought things over. Then, with the weeds pulled and the veggies harvested, I handed them their take for helping, as usual, and they left for the evening. Becky turned back and smiled before saying, “We’ll see you Saturday, about ten a.m.?””That’s perfect!” I replied while watching those long legs disappear up the street. I, too, thought about the ramifications of having sex with a couple of teenage girls and the possible emotional baggage that it would bring. Even with them being of legal age, I was concerned that I’d have to tape the sessions to protect myself if there was blowback. But, of course, I would get their consent and, it would be nice for a later review. I mean, who would ever believe that I had two pretty teenage girls at the same time.At thirty-five, I was twice their age, which wouldn’t look good if things went awry. This would be a tough decision, but not one for tonight.I took care of myself that night to ease myself into sleep. There was something to be said for a good orgasm to bring on a deep and restful sleep. The following morning, I thought through things with a clearer head. I decided that the taping was a bad idea even with their consent. If I were going to do this, I would have to trust them, and they trust me.The week went by, and I found myself awake at six a.m. Saturday morning with some serious wood. Rather than pleasure myself, I headed for some coffee while slipping on some loose shorts sans underwear. With my coffee in hand, I headed for the greenhouse to do a little housekeeping. After planting season, it became a bit of a junkyard, and it was time to do some cleanup. Raising plants from seed and then cleaning up the mess took a lot of time and effort but kept the stress monster off of my back. There was just something so relaxing and revitalizing about the whole process. Of course, the weed pulling was the best for stress reduction. Yanking those stubborn and annoying suckers from the ground released the pressures of the workday in waves.I’d finished throwing away the cracking and busted pots along with the assorted trash. After sweeping up, I headed to get some hot soapy water for scrubbing the dirty pots. There was quite a stack, and I knew that it would take a couple of hours. I heard some voices as I emerged from the basement with a five-gallon bucket of hot water laden with soap and a touch of bleach.It was only seven-thirty, so I assumed that it was a couple of walkers passing by. Then, coming from the backyard, I noticed someone in the greenhouse through the Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan frosted panels. “Hello there,” I offered as I neared the sliding doors.”Oh, hi Dennis!” I heard in cheerful stereo from my two teenage helpers.”What are you two doing up and out so early on a Saturday?” I questioned as my eyes roamed their skimpy clothing.”Well, we thought things over and talked about it all like you suggested,” Susan replied.”And?” I inquired.”We understand why you wanted us to think about things. You’re worried that you’ll be accused of taking advantage of us or worse. So, we figured that we should tape our experience using all three of our phones. That way, we all have a copy and can add our oral consent at the beginning,” Becky added.”You’re correct about part of it, but the other part is that you two are entrusting me with your first time, and that is a monumental obligation from my perspective. It’s not that I haven’t taken another’s virginity before. But, still, at the time, I was of similar age to the one I deflowered. Plus, I thought I was in love.””We did consider that too, but I honestly don’t think that will be a problem since we’ll be leaving the area in a month,” Susan stated.”Although, we may want to do it over and over until then if it’s really good,” Becky added with a sly little smile before asking. “So, when can we start?””Well, I was going to wash some pots, but I think spending time with the two of you in bed sounds much more exciting. So why don’t we head inside now?”Becky sprinted toward the back door with Susan and I following close behind. Once inside, she headed up the stairs and found my bedroom. Once inside, we all paused as they took in the furnishings. The king-sized bed drew Susan’s attention immediately, and she slithered across it before rolling back and forth.Becky was still looking around when Susan implored, “Come kiss me Becky, and lick my titties,” as she slipped her tank-top over her head. “You too, Dennis,” she added while kicking off her flip-flops. I guess it’s true what they say about the quiet ones. As Becky and I each took a pert little nipple in our mouths, Susan pushed off her short skirt and panties. Then, with her entire lithe form exposed, Susan put a hand on each of our heads, holding us tightly to her a-cup breasts.I moved a hand down her torso, lightly drawing circles on the taut abdomen. Goose-bumps rose as I crossed the top of her pelvic mound and tickled her sparse blonde hair. Smiling to myself about her true-blonde status, I continued down her thigh. The bumps followed my fingers as they continued tracing across her inner thigh. Finally, I softly pulled her leg outward to open her flower for full display when I reached her knee. Becky followed my lead, but not so leisurely. As I moved my fingers delicately back up Susan’s thigh, Becky was in quick pursuit and reached Susan’s lips before me. As Becky’s fingers traced Susan’s outer labia, Susan cooed faintly. When my fingers reached Susan’s sex, I too began to stimulate her outer regions.With my digits on autopilot, I turned to face Becky. We’d been in close Escort Anadolu Yakası proximity for a few minutes now but hadn’t really acknowledged each other. Then, as if sensing my stare, Becky looked at me, and we quickly moved together for a kiss as our fingers tangled at Susan’s damp opening. The kiss moved from tentative to full-on face sucking rather quickly.We simultaneously began to increase our provocation of Susan’s splayed puss. My finger went for her little nub while Becky’s slipped inside. Susan’s cooing turned to loud sighs as she lifted her ass off the bed to spur us on. I moved up Susan’s chest with Becky’s lips in tow, and we licked and nibbled her neck while heading to share her mouth. With the three-way kissing in full bloom, Susan’s legs began to shudder as she neared her first climax. She growled into our mouths before going rigid. As her crest passed its peak, Susan dropped to the bed and panted. Upon catching her breath, Susan stammered, “Oh my God. That was one of the best orgasms that I’ve ever had.”She kissed us both ardently as we continued to play with her leaking box. Pulling my face away, I asked, “So, what have you two done together so far?”No longer shy now that my finger was circling her stiff clit, Susan answered, “Just what we’re doing right now.””So neither of you has gone down on the other?” I inquired.”I tried to do it to Susan, but she was too embarrassed to let me,” Becky almost whispered.”There’s no need to be shy now, Becky. You have two of your fingers buried in your best friend’s pussy, and it’s making her feel fantastic. Isn’t it, Susan?” I asked.”Fuck, yes!” Susan yelled between gasps for air.”Why don’t we head down to her leaking puss together and get a little taste of Susan?” I suggested.”That sounds yummy,” Becky replied as we did just that.Kissing our way down her neck and chest, Becky and I both paused to enjoy Susan’s firm nipples for a minute or two. Susan was relishing our mutual attention as she panted and moaned emphatically. Then, with them both pink and stiff, we moved down her belly while kissing and nibbling. Susan’s cries softened but never stopped as we neared her drooling slit.Becky let me take the lead as we were centimeters from Susan’s sex. I paused and blew gently as Becky removed her fingers. A vibrant, “Mmmmmm,” escaped Susan’s lips as goosebumps rose across her pelvic flesh. I did it a few more times as I drew closer. Finally, the last breath was into her small gape left from Becky’s intruding digits.The first touch of my tongue came at the base of Susan’s vaginal opening. She jumped a little as I moved up her inner labia.”Oh, it’s so warm and gentle. I could get used to… oh, fuck!” Susan shrieked as I flattened my tongue and swiped across her entire puss. Her pelvis jumped up, and her thighs attempted to squeeze shut. With the next pass, I pushed my tongue in just a little before another full swipe. Susan seemed to be enjoying her first pussy licking. Her nectar was sweet, and while I was enjoying myself thoroughly, I knew that it was time to share.As I pulled back, Becky moved in hesitantly. I whispered in her ear, “Just enjoy her and pay attention to her sounds and movements. You’ll quickly figure out what she likes best.” After a few tentative licks, Becky began to devour Susan like an animal. Locking her arms around both of Susan’s thighs, Becky went at her like she was starving. Susan’s hands gripped Becky’s hair and pulled her in even tighter as they did their dance.

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