"Well, now, you don't know some things that I do, so maybe you are not the best judge." Ann smiled at me. "Why don't you intruduce Mattie to Sir Richard?"
"My pleasure," I said, and slipped by gym shorts down below my balls.
My cock, fully erect and throbbing in the warm air, stood out proudly for all to see. Ann reached out to touch "him" and began to stroke the shaft lovingly. I dropped the shorts the rest of the way to the floor and stepped out of them, then dropped to my knees on the edge of the bed, my knees spread wide to give Ann access to my balls. Mattie tried to back away farther, but her eyes were glued to my dick.
"See, Mattie? Isn't Sir Richard beautiful?"
"God," Mattie said, staring, "you take that inside you? He must be a foot long." Her eyes were exaggerating, of course.
"Mmmmmmm, yes. Every chance I get." Ann was staring at my cock, and I motioned with my eyes back to Mattie. Don't forget Mattie, Ann, I was trying to say. She seemed ready to forget the whole thing and suck me off right there. Her eyes registered my look and she snapped out of it.
"Now, Mattie," she said, looking her in the eyes. "You can't tell me you are not interested in this lovely meat. If you want, we can share him, and we can enjoy each other too." Ann's voice was back to that warm, aren't-we-great-friends tone she had used when talking to a memeber of the clique.
Mattie was obviously turned on – she had let the bedspread drop quite a bit, and now both nipples were exposed, and standing erect, her long red hair falling on them. The combination of that view and Ann's stroking had me feeling very nice. Too nice, in fact. I was afraid I was about to give Mattie a protein shower…
"Forget it, Ann," was what she said, her voice very shaky. "I'm getting out of here." And she began to move toward the foot of the bed.
Later Ann and I would talk about this – we had both realized that while Mattie wanted everthing we were offering, her fears and her upbringing simply would not allow her to give in to her own lust.
Ann grabbed her arm. "Wait, there's more." She looked at me.
"We did not want to have to do this," I began, stepping away from Ann's grasp and walking around to the footboard, blocking Mattie's progress and showing her my stiff cock again. "But I was not in that closet alone."
"Omigod, you mean there are more guys in there?" She looked at the closet with horror.
"No, no," I chuckled. "I meant I had my camera with me. I took some very interesting photos of Ann eating that lovely little pussy of yours."
Mattie blanched white again and pulled the bedspread back up.
"Pictures? That clicking sound…" she said, her voice small again.
"Yes," Ann said, "and we can develop them ourselves." My ears pricked up at the "we". "Now, I don't think you'd want copies of those pictures to find their way onto Mr. Weismann's bulletin board, would you?" Weismann was the drama teacher.
"No," Mattie whispered. "But neither would you, Ann. How can you do this?" There were tears in her eyes, but she was still staring at my cock and Ann's tits, occasionally running her pink tongue over her lips.
"It would not bother me a bit, besides, my the back of my head was to the camera most of the time. They might guess at me, but I'd assume you are very recognizable."
"Easily," I said.
"As to how I can do this, well, let me tell you, Mattie my love: for as long as I can remember we, all of us in the A N T D club, have thought we were so much better than everyone else. But we were missing out.
We were kidding ourselves. I would not trade my man for the whole bunch of them, and I want you to understand why. What life is all about."
"Sex is not what life is all about, Ann," Mattie said, but her voice lacked any sort of conviction.
"Spoken like a true virgin. How can you criticize what you've never had? Let me tell you, once you've had Sir Richard in you, you'll sing a different aria all together."
As with Ann before, Mattie sat thinking for several minutes. As though she was turning the options over and over in her mind. Part of her wanted to join our party, of course. Her nipples and her gaze said that. But she was held back by the basic moral forces that had kept her a virgin, and these were strong indeed. Now she was faced with a threat. Would she see this as a way to have her fun without blaming herself for it? That was what Ann had done, I was sure.
"If I don't do what you want," she began, slowly, thinking it through,
"He'll show those pictures around school?"
"I will," Ann said, suprising me.
Finally, Mattie sighed. "OK, what do you want? What do I have to do?"
Her tears had dried, but her face held an enigmatic expression. Was she yeiding to rape, or to her own feelings of lust? My mind was reeling. We had her! Soon my cock would be between those lips, and buried in that cunt.
"Do?" Ann said, "why, all you have to do is enjoy yourself. Is that so bad?"
"I meant, how far do I have to go? How much do I have to do?" Mattie's eyes were nervous, excited.
Ann smiled and reached behind her to stroke my cock again. "Everything, Mattie. You have to do everything."
Chapter 12 – Educating Mattie
We began slowly, as they had. We laid Mattie on her back, and Ann knelt between her thighs and began to lick her pussy, lightly. I laid next to Mattie, and stroked her big tits while sucking those cute little nipples. I could feel, almost hear her heart pounding through that lovely flesh.
Ann reached up and put Mattie's hand on my cock. Mattie gasped, but wrapped her long fingers around it and stared down past my head. "Feel him, stroke him," Ann whispered, then went back to her licking. Mattie did as she was told, and soon a drop of precome oozed out over her index finger. "Is this OK?" she whispered, mezmerized. She seemed to be toying with my cock, gauging its size and heft.
"Fine," I said, gently stroking her face, "we're all warming up."
"Oh," she said, and continued stroking. She closed her eyes and shuddered as Ann licked her vigorously, then opened them again when Ann stopped abruptly.
"I want to teach you something fun," Ann said, and began to move us into new positions. She put me on my back, and arranged Mattie to my left, herself to my right, both of their faces at cock level. I knew what came next, and sat back with my head on the pillows to enjoy the first double blowjob of my life.
Ann began to jack my shaft, then slowly took the head of my cock into her wet mouth, swirling her tongue as she did. Mattie bit her lower lip then brushed the wisps of her red hair from her eyes and looked closer. Ann rolled her eyes and slid my cock into her mouth, taking me about halfway.
"How can you fit it so far?" Mattie whispered. "He's so big. God, he makes Phillip look like a crayon."
Ann let my cock slide out and kissed the head. "I can take him all the way, Mattie, and so will you when I teach you how. But first, why don't you taste him?"
Mattie hesistated. She'd never had a dick in her mouth, might not have even seen one in good light before. She stuck her tongue out, rather hesitantly, and stroked the side of my cock with just the tip. Not much of a lick, but the idea that it was her first was electrifying. My cock pulsed.
"Oooo, he likes you," Ann said. "Now, do it like this…" She took just the head of my cock in her mouth, and gave it a series of little suck-nips, then stuck her tongue out and swirled in over my glans. Next she wetly slid the head into her mouth and bobbed a few times. Then she repeated the whole thing, three, four times. I was quite familiar with this, of course – it was a favorite of ours. She could do it for an hour without making me come. "Now, you try it."
Mattie took my shaft in her hand and took the head in her mouth. Her mouth was a bit larger than Ann's so her lips pursed when she nipped me, trying to mimic Ann's loving lips. Her tongue was also a tad larger, so the swirl on the glans was slower, and thicker, but heavenly. Even from these early experiements I could tell that Mattie had a mouth made for cocksucking – even moreso than Ann's. A little pulse of precome oozed out into her mouth as she began to bob up and down, and she moaned.