Was I possessive about Kristen, as Patty had claimed? I mean, "my little blonde Goddess" was just an expression. I might have heard it in a movie somewhere, but the expression just jumped into my mind one day when I saw Kristen — complete with the capital "G." Did it mean anything more? I tried to think about Kristen dating somebody else, and found that the thought was surprisingly unsettling. I had to admit to myself that I might be a little bit possessive about Kristen.
So, what did this mean? I was in love with Kristen?
I tried to imagine me taking Kristen out on a date, wearing a suit at a restaurant while we ate by candlelight, every head turning as Kristen walked past, dressed like some ravishing fashion model, and radiating her inner and outer beauty. I think I may have swooned at that image.
My mind went back to how I’d like to spend my first time… my first real sexual union… and found that Kristen fit the image in my fantasy quite easily. She was probably the perfect candidate.
Since I only knew Kristen for a few days, I figured it might be best to wait. After all, I had been virgin for nearly sixteen years. A few more days, weeks, or even months wouldn’t kill me.
But it would be a frustrating day, week, or month for me. I really hoped that the wait would be worthwhile.
The next morning, I heard the back door open and I was ready for the girls. Like the previous day, I had relieved my bladder before they arrived, but today it was hard again as I eagerly anticipated Kristen’s arrival.
My door opened slowly, and the two girls entered my room.
"Hi, girls!" I said, standing up wearing just my pajama bottoms.
"You’re not pretending to be asleep again?" Patty asked, a twinkle in her eye.
"Nah. That was funny once. I don’t want to overdo it."
Kristen looked puzzled, and Patty explained the "trick" that I had played on her yesterday. Kristen looked at me, and then crinkled her nose and started to giggle.
"See, Patty! She did it when you told her something funny!" I was happy to see that I could prove Patty wrong.
"No, honey," Patty said, smiling. "Kristen was looking at you when she did it."
"I did what?" Kristen said.
Patty and I burst out in our own giggles. Patty said, "Jim told me yesterday how you crinkle your nose before you giggle. I said you only did that when Jim says something funny."
"I do?" Kristen asked.
Patty and I giggled again, and Kristen joined us, once again crinkling her nose, which led to more giggles.
After a few minutes, we were all giggled out. Patty and Kristen went over to my chair and started to undress.
I noticed that the two girls were wearing those matching sheer dresses of Patty’s, but this time, Kristen was wearing the lavender dress, and Patty was wearing the pink one.
"You love wearing those dresses," I commented, not sure whether I was speaking to Patty or Kristen.
"Kristen loves them," Patty said. "And they are so convenient when you want to dress… or undress… quickly."
I nodded. "You must have to do laundry every day."
Patty shook her head. "Kristen purchased a couple of additional dresses after I told her where I bought them."
"Oh. Cool!"
The two girls were nude. Kristen looked at Patty, who nodded to her. I took this to mean that Kristen had just asked to be the one to do me, and Patty gave her permission.
However, I wanted today to be a bit different. "Wait, Kristen."
"Yes?"
"Lay face down on the bed," I instructed her.
Kristen looked a bit apprehensive at Patty, who simply nodded at her. She did as she was instructed.
"Put your hands at your sides."
Patty suddenly smiled. She was familiar with these orders. Kristen did as I told her.
I positioned myself on the back of Kristen’s legs, and started kneading her back. Kristen sighed in contentment.
After about thirty seconds, I looked back at Patty, who was still standing where I had left her, watching me give Kristen a back rub. I figured that this just wouldn’t do.
I noticed that there was about a foot between Kristen’s head and the headboard of my bed. I got up off my perch, and stood on the side of my bed.
"Patricia, take my place. You know what feels good in a back rub."
Patty looked at me as if this wasn’t a wise move on my part, but since I used that particular name with her, she followed my order, even if it was a bit reluctantly.
Kristen tensed a little as she felt Patty straddle her legs, as I had just done for her, but relaxed when she felt Patty’s fingers start rubbing her in a massage, not doing anything sexual.
I moved onto the bed with my back to the headboard, and my crotch almost touching Kristen’s head. I was now face to face with Patty, who smiled as she realized my plan.
I started rubbing Kristen’s back from the top, starting at her sides above her waist and working my way toward me. Patty was working from Kristen’s shoulders, working her way downward.
Kristen was completely relaxed now. I thought I heard her sniff, and stopped and looked at her to see if she was crying. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt Kristen’s feelings or upset her in any way.
My little blonde Goddess wasn’t crying. Her head was raised slightly, which forced my dick, which had been laying lightly on her lovely blonde hair to hit the mattress with a muted thump. Kristen’s sniffing was her nose reacting to the proximity of my cock, which she had been told tastes very good. (Apparently, the olfactory sense — smell — is somehow related to taste.) Kristen saw me looking at her, and quietly said, "Do you mind?"
I knew Kristen’s intention, and I didn’t mind one bit. I scooted closer to Kristen so the head of my penis was even closer to her mouth, and Kristen moved her head down and took my knob between her lips.
I felt Kristen’s wonderful tongue tickling the head of my cock, and could feel her sucking motions. After a minute, Kristen started moving her head up and down, gliding her lips along my pole.
I resumed my back rub from the front, and Patty was still massaging Kristen from the back. I leaned closer to Patty, and pursed my lips.
Patty saw me move, and moved closer in order to kiss me.
Soon, I had Patty’s tongue licking my tongue, while Kristen’s tongue swirled along my dick.
I didn’t last long with all this stimulation. I felt my balls contract and I shot off quickly. It wasn’t the most intense orgasm ever, and I hardly moved in response. Kristen caught my cream in her mouth, and continued to swirl her now slimy tongue along the length of my shaft, apparently in an effort to improve its great (to her) taste.
Patty and I continued massaging Kristen while we kissed, and Kristen continued sucking me. She got me hard again after a couple of minutes, and I started actively pumping my hips toward Kristen.
Kristen’s mouth was taking more of my length, and I felt the tip press against something, which suddenly gave away. I was now fully inside Kristen’s mouth and throat, her lips almost touching my ball sac.
I kept my hips pushed in, until I felt Kristen start to move her head back. I slowly moved my hips back, and Kristen’s head stopped moving.
I was now pumping into Kristen’s willing mouth, and she allowed me to do all the work. Her lips felt tight against my cock head as I pulled back, and then I started to move toward Kristen again.
I found that I was doing the same slow, agonizing pace that Patty had done to me Wednesday evening at Kneely Park. But I didn’t want to move any faster for fear of choking Kristen.