Their First Toys Ch. 07

Jane is still rubbing her pussy with both hands, one now very wet. When she sees Kathy collapse, she nods slowly and stops moving her fingers, then looking down at them with a resigned sigh. She pulls the three out of her pussy and sucks them, snorting and muttering softly:

"Well, I came once, anyway."

She sits and watches them, seeing their bodies move as their stomachs rise and fall against each other. It's a minute or two before she sees his hands rub Kathy's back, rubbing down to hold her ass. When he jiggles it, she snorts with a nod and raises her head off his shoulder and kisses him lightly.

"God, that was good!" he murmurs.

She just nods, kissing him again. Jane starts to say something, but doesn't, just nodding. He snorts with a soft chuckle and murmurs:

"It's going to slip out."

"Um-hmm," Kathy agrees and rocks her hips up. They both chuckle. She murmurs:

"And not just your cock."

"Oooh! You're dripping."

"Um-hmm. Hm-hmm! Not just from you."

"Mmmmm! That's good."

"Very!"

Jane nods again with smile and now does murmur:

"It must have been."

He looks over at her with nod and smile. Kathy has to slide off him to turn her face to Jane, nodding, barely smiling, and replies:

"It was. You can next time."

"Next time?" he asks, glancing at Kathy and then at Jane.

"I hope so," Kathy replies.

He sees Jane nod with a mild smile. He snorts, then almost laughing, replies:

"Then 'I guess so'."

They all laugh out loud. Kathy reaches her hand out, gesturing for Jane to join them. When she stands up, he reaches out, inviting her to let him put his arm around her again. All of them are still chuckling, as she lies down with them, half on him - like Kathy - all embracing. Jane murmurs:

"Next time."

"But not tomorrow, I've got to study."

"Ummm, that's too bad, but 'I guess so.' Hm-hmm! If you can."

"Be difficult."

"For us, too," Kathy enjoins.

They hug each other again. Then he chuckles and says:

"Have to write my diary, too."

"Your diary?!"

"You keep a diary?!"

"And about us?!"

"No, just joking, but I don't want to forget."

"You could?!"

"Never!"

"We won't either."

"No just 'I guess so' about that."

They hug again. Kathy chuckles and says:

"Peepee. Maybe not really, but I sure am wet."

In the now almost dark room, they get up. In the even darker bathroom, the light is turned on. They blink and look at each other, smiling. One of them nods towards the shower, and they crowd into it.

"Peepee," and they all do, more dribbling on feet than splashing legs. Arms get in the way as they all want to wash breasts and pussies, Kathy's and Jane's hands competing to wash his cock and balls. They dry themselves, again making a demonstration of it.

Back in the room, Kathy asks:

"Do we have to wear clothes?"

"Not quite yet," Jane replies, holding out her arms to embrace them. They kiss in turn. After the girls have, he snorts and says:

"I like that, they you do. Hm-hmm! And this morning my cock was all aroused."

"Our pussies, too," Jane replies, Kathy nodding with a grin.

Reluctantly, they find their clothes and get dressed, agreeing to dispose of the remains of their lunch. He looks at Kathy with a grin and says:

"But you finished your dessert."

"Um-hmm!" she agrees with grin.

"And I did too," Jane adds, grinning at him.

"You sure did!" he agrees, then looking more serious and saying:

"Good thing we didn't eat in the dining hall; don't know how that would have been."

The girls nod, smirking, but then also looking more serious, and one says:

"And maybe not for dinner."

"Something like that, looking at you both and thinking about what tastes even better."

"You too!" the girls reply together, smirking, and they all nod, but then agree not to sit together.

On the way to dinner, Jane asks:

"Next time?"

"Saturday or Sunday?" Kathy adds.

He smiles with a warm hum, nodding, then replying:

"But not all day; I have a paper to write."

"Better Saturday morning then, so you - we - don't have to wonder what we'll do."

He and Jane nod with smirks. She says:

"I know what I'll do, what we'll do," smirking at him again.

"Um-hmm!" he agrees.

They separate and have dinner with other students, just glancing at each other a couple of times. Back in their room, Kathy discovers that he had forgotten his book, a dogeared paperback, face down on her desk. She picks it up and reads the title:

"Emmanuelle."

"Oh! Oooh!"

"It's in French, you know it?"

"No! But I've heard about the film."

"Oh, and ...?"

"Hm-hmm! X-rated."

"Hmm! From the cover illustration it could be."

"Maybe he isn't as innocent as he was pretending to be."

"I doubt it; he really was shy and embarrassed. Just reading about it wouldn't make him less innocent, just whet his appetite."

"Certainly give him an idea of what he might be getting into, coming with us."

"Hm-hm-hmm! 'Coming with us,' he certainly did!"

They laugh and then agree to try to study. They read for while, but then end up exchanging their recollections about everything they had done with him, chuckling and grinning at hearing what the other had been thinking, usually the one who hadn't been involved. They count their orgasms - and his - agreeing that his name is very appropriate, even if he was named after an uncle.

Eventually, it is bedtime. They get undressed and go to the bathroom, then recalling what they had done with him there, incidents they had forgotten before. When they return to the room, the one whose bed they hadn't used, offers to share her fresh sheets. The other one smirks and says that she prefers to sleep in hers with the scent of their orgasms. In their beds, they chuckle, asking each other what she thinks he might be doing, whether he misses his book, and then say good night.

During the night, however, one gets up and slips in bed with the other girl. That had happened before, so they just get comfortable together without speaking and fall asleep again.

In the morning, the guest turns around under the covers, and they do what they always do when they end up in bed together. When they get up, they just chuckle about whether they are surprised that they wanted to, after everything they had done, or whether that had only made them want more.

Sunday, they do study, on the way to lunch complimenting themselves that they have, agreeing:

"Maybe because we did this morning." At lunch, they don't see Duong, but do see Laura, speaking to her afterwards:

"Guess we know what you were doing last night."

"Um-hmm! And you two?"

"We just talked about what we did all day."

"Oh! Really? Like that?"

"Like that, like you suggested."

"Oh my gosh! You did? With whom? No, I want to hear, but have to study; sometime during the week."

"And we want to tell, but you're right, it could take a while."

"Good, eh?"

"Very!" they both reply with grins, and the other one says:

"And thank you for your 'wild idea'!"

After Jane's French course during the week, they have lunch with Duong, When his book is mentioned, they chuckle more than for his just having forgotten it, exchanging veiled smirks. He murmurs:

"Don't need it any more," then speaking normally: "bought it at one of the book stalls along the Seine in Paris."

"Second hand?"

"Now very, third hand, if you want to read it."

"Don't know if my school vocabulary will be good enough."

"I can help you; had to look up some words, myself."

They all nod with smiles. Kathy complains:

"Guess you won't translate it for me."

"You don't need it," he replies softly with a smirk.

They sit with him again after his and Jane's next course. When Kathy asks: Saturday?" they all smirk, nodding, but he replies:

"If you really mean it?"

The girls nod with grins. He then does, remarking:

"Don't need a book this time to confirm that I do, too."

Jane smirks and replies:

"As long as you leave it with us, will know you do."

On their way back to their room, Kathy remarks suddenly:

"Oh! Didn't even think about that. Good thing that neither of us will have her period."

"I did."

"Could have told me."

"Thought you would have."

"Next time. Oh! Both of us won't, ... one of us won't, can't."

"I can take a walk."

"No, we don't want just one-on-one."

"Hmm? Then this Saturday is the last one before Christmas vacation."

"Um-hmm. You think he will in January - want to?"

"We can ask him if he wants his book back."

"But we'll have to tell him why we can't."

"He should know that much about girls."

"I guess so."

They chuckle at her using his line and hook little fingers for a moment. One murmurs:

"Tonight?"

"Tonight."

That evening, as they are about to get in bed together, one slides her hands up under her breasts and murmurs:

"Suck mine first."

"And you, mine."

"How? Both of us?"

"Um-hmm, show you."

She lies down, her head well below the pillow and says:

"Kneel on the pillow."

"Oh! Okay."

A moment later, she is lying over her, and they suck each others' nipples, and then their other ones. Then a hand of the one on the bottom reaches back and finds the other's pussy, fondling, then urging the other one to move further down over her. She chuckles and does, murmuring:

"Good idea. When did you think of that?"

"One night when we didn't."

"Hm-hmm! But thinking about it?"

"I guess so."

They both chuckle as they curl up together, and then they are licking and sucking pussies. After many moans and then with twitching hips, they come. After licking each other's wet face and kissing, one murmurs:

"We don't have to show him again how we do that."

"Why we missed lunch last week."

"Wonder if Emmanuelle did that too?"

"Have to read the book."

"Or ask him."

"If she did, he couldn't have been so surprised."

"Didn't seem to be."

"Just as well. What else can we do with him?"

"Umm? Like with Laura, all three of us, no one just watching."

"Have to move the beds together."

"Of course. Before he comes - arrives?"

"Better with his help, telling him why.

"Hm-hmm! After we're naked.

"Bet he won't be so aroused this time."

"No bet; I don't think so either."

They chuckle and one turns over, drawing the other one's hand to her breast. With a squeeze, she says good night, the other one nodding, and they go to sleep.

The next day, Laura finds them and suggests that they meet after dinner. With smirks, they agree. It's a long conversation, Jane and Kathy telling in great detail, Laura chuckling, smirking and laughing with them, adding her comments, especially that her "wild idea' had been so successful. She has seen the Emmanuelle film, snickering, and tells them that they don't need to:

"You've done it all already, and it sounds like you will again. Maybe the book is more explicit, probably, but it can't be better than really doing it. And - hm-hmm! - if one of you isn't, just watching, you couldn't do that in movie theater. Well, I hope you wouldn't."

Jane and Kathy snicker, nodding. Laura gets up to leave, and they wish her a good weekend. She replies:

"I'm sure it will be, and sure yours will be too, at least, Saturday morning. Hm-hmm! Still have your toothbrushes."

"Forgot about them," Kathy says.

"But we still have them," Jane remarks with a grin.

Saturday morning, they change their sheets, chuckling, and shower together, like every other morning, and go to breakfast. Duong is already there, but sitting with others. When he sees them, he smiles with a nod and pats the table. They nod, trying not to smirk.

Back in their room, they wait for him, straightening up their desks. Kathy thinks to get fresh towels for them all, then asking:

"Tell him that we do it with Laura, why we thought to move the beds?"

"Did, with her, but not that it was her 'wild idea'."

Kathy nods, and then there is soft knock on the door. Kathy's knees twitch together. Jane snorts and gets up, whispering:

"Wet already?"

Kathy wrinkles her nose, and Jane opens the door. Duong smiles and enters the room. After Jane closes the door, he remarks:

"This is still a little funny."

"Not as funny as last week," Jane replies.

"I guess s..., not."

They all chuckle. He murmurs:

"But still funny."

"For us, too," Kathy replies.

"We're just going to?"

"That's what we thought," Jane answers, adding: "but it is a little funny."

Kathy draws a deep breath and says:

"Maybe it won't be after we take off our clothes."

She reaches for the top button of her blouse. Jane then does, and finally he does with a wry smile, remarking:

"Maybe, but I guess so. Really, not just to say that again."

They chuckle, and take off their clothes, smirking as bras come off, and then underpants. His cock is only standing out from his balls, but pretty much at full length. They look at each other, smiling wryly as their eyes shift up and down. Kathy rubs her arm over her erect nipples, the others nodding with snorts. Jane reaches out her arms and murmurs:

"We'd better kiss."

Kathy and Duong immediately nod, and then all their arms are around each other. After both the girls have kissed him, his cock is more aroused. When they kiss each other, he nods and murmurs:

"Like that, too," rubbing their backs, and they both nod, rubbing his.

When they retrieve their tongues, Kathy murmurs:

"Don't have show you again what else we like to do."

"No, we had an idea what we can all do together."

"Oh?"

"Help us move my bed."

"Oh?"

The girls move to one end of Jane's bed, she drawing down the covers. He shrugs and moves to the other end of the bed and helps them carry it over next to Kathy's, who also pulls back the covers. He looks at them and the adjacent beds, shrugging again. Jane looks at his now less aroused cock and explains:

"We can all do it together - suck and lick."

"Oh? Hm-hmm! I really do 'guess so'. Whose, whom's?"

"Me, yours," Jane answers quickly with a grin."

Kathy wrinkles her nose, but nods with a grin, saying:

"So lie down."

He does, wobbling his head with a grin. Jane almost dives down on the bed. Kathy follows her more slowly, sliding her thigh up under his head and resting hers on Jane's. She hums and draws his cock to her lips. He nods with a hum on Kathy's thigh and draws her hips closer, Kathy doing the same. With warm hums, they begin to arouse each other.

When they all have, rolling back and sighing, Jane snorts and says:

"God! That was a lot, but I liked it, wanted it."

"Hm-hmm! Glad you did. Last night, I managed not to do anything, just to 'save my strength', but didn't know this would be the first thing we did."

"My good luck!"

"And mine, that you wanted it."

"I would have too," Kathy murmurs in a disappointed tone.

"Next time," he replies softly.

"Yeah, but not before Christmas, not the first time."

"Oh! Um-hmm," he murmurs, nodding on her thigh.

"Or for me," Jane murmurs.

"Then after Christmas."

The girls nod enthusiastically, and he does, all chuckling. Then Jane says:

"You know what else I want to do."

"Already?"

"Um-hmm, before you get too aroused too quickly. Hm-hmm! Especially if you were 'saving your strength'."

"And me?" Kathy asks.

"Have to watch; I did."

"I guess so."

They chuckle at her response, but he asks Jane:

"You really think so?"

"I hope so! Only one way to find out."

"Hmm? Have to make it want to."

"Nothing I'd rather do!"

She rolls back towards him and puts his soft cock in her mouth. He hums and rolls towards Kathy, but she murmurs:

"Don't even start, since I just have to watch."

He nods on her thigh, rubbing her hip.

Soon Jane is chuckling, his cock stiffer in her mouth. Kathy murmurs:

"Just to make sure you're also ready," and rolls back towards Jane and starts to lick her pussy again.

Jane nods with an "uhn-hnn." A few seconds later he says:

"I think it does want to."

Kathy rolls back again, as Jane nods and lets his cock slip from her mouth. Kathy raises her head to let her begin to move, and he rolls back. She scrambles up over him and guides his cock to her pussy. As she lowers her hips, they both moan, but he doesn't stop her from lowering her hips all the way down on his. She holds still, grinning at him with deep chuckle. He nods, grinning back and says:

"Maybe it was a good idea; not so arousing as last week."

"Yet, I hope."

"Um-hmm!"

He fondles her breasts, and she sits up.

"Oooh! Warn me before you do something so fast."

"Already better?"

"Hm-hmm! I guess so."

They all snort. Kathy moves up next to him, supporting her head on her arm and rubbing Jane's thigh. Jane grins and says:

"Okay. I'm going to do what Kathy did, moving my hips - hmm! - 'churning' on your cock."

"Oooh! That was good! Okay."

She starts slowly, and they exchange smiles and soft hums. Suddenly she shifts gears, jerking her hips quickly to and fro on him. He grunts and holds her still, his eyes clenched shut, and complains:

"Should have warned me."

"Oh, sorry. Yeah, if gets too arousing, we can do something else to let you cool off."

"Hmm?" Like what?"

"You can do it to me for a while."

"Oh! If you say so."

Kathy nods, smirking up at Jane. He lets her begin to move her hips again - slowly. She murmurs:

"My pussy just wanted to do that."

"Hmm? Got mind of its own?"

"I guess so; just had to feel how it would be. Good!"

"Don't have tell me - my cock. Just don't surprise it."

"I'll try not to."

She continues to rock and circle her pussy on his cock, both of them moaning softly. When his moans become more aroused, he holds her hips still again and murmurs:

"If you don't want me to, yet ..."

"Hn-unn, um-hmm."

She rises off his twitching cock and begins to move up over him; he drawing her hips closer, over his face. Kathy can't see his tongue find her pussy, but hears it, nodding and murmuring to herself:

"I thought so," and hears Jane's moan.

She looks back down at his cock, seeing it slowly descend in increments, stopping with each heart beat. Her fingers extend to hold it, but don't, as she listens to Jane's moans. Then Jane murmurs:

"If you make me come, you know I'll want to again with you."

"Uhn-hnn," he responds.

Then it sounds like he is trying to make her come: the noise of more intense licking and sucking; her more aroused moans. When Kathy sees his hands slide up and fondle Jane's nipples, her hand finds one of her own aroused nipples. After a moment, however, it touches Jane, sliding around her hip, her fingertips at the base of her spine and then sliding down in her crevice. With a slight nod and quick "uhn-hnn," Jane acknowledges their presence, and then with an extra moan, when they find her asshole. Kathy sees his cock reappear past her arm, now rising in increments with his pulse.

Several seconds later, between desperate sounding moans, Jane exclaims softly:

"Yeah, come, fuck!"

She comes with twitching thighs and pelvis. Kathy's thighs are also twitching together, and his tongue is making even wetter noises. Jane gives a long, final moan and takes two deep breaths, then demands: "Fuck!"

She moves back down his body, Kathy's hand having to slide away. His face is all wet. Jane's hand hardly needs to help his cock find her pussy; it disappears in her wet pussy with a slurp, both of them hardly moaning. But then they are fucking as hard and fast as they can, his feet drawn up, pumping his hips with wet slaps against hers, both gasping and groaning.

Kathy's hand doesn't seem to know whether to grasp her breast or to force itself between her clenching thighs. It grasps her breast, and she moans, watching them fuck. Many seconds later, they come with even louder groans and grunts.