First Time Tales 2

Carol had to make an effort to concentrate on her driving as she headed south on 101 towards Mill Valley that Monday morning in late April. She and Robin had arranged to go jogging in the hills above Ted and Robin's condo. After her husband Bryan had agreed to donate sperm so that Ted and Robin could have a baby, Carol and Robin's long-term friendship had not only intensified, it had taken on a completely new dimension.

At the condo, Robin opened the front door and two women embraced and kissed warmly.

"Oh Carol, it's going to be such fun. I just took Melanie over to Joan's. She'll look after her while we're out jogging." And then with a knowing wink, "and longer if need be."

"That's so kind of Joan. Bryan says 'hello' and told us to have fun." With that Carol winked.

Robin acknowledged with a knowing smile and added, "Joan and Roy really want a child. I think it's harder on her than on him. It's almost like I'm doing her a favor when she babysits."

The Marin hills, beautiful and hospitable the year round, are in spring exquisite -- wildflowers blossoming, grass green and swaying in the wind, oaks flush with new foliage and the fragrance of eucalyptus and bay leaves in the air. The hour they had allowed flew by and stretched into almost twice that before they noticed.

Arriving back at the condo, both were more than a little damp with sweat.

"Carol, why don't you go ahead and shower? I'll go check in with Joan."

"I can wait. Take all the time you want." Then directing a naughty smile at her friend, continued, "actually, yeah, I'd rather wait."

Some twenty minutes later, Robin returned. Carol was sitting on the couch with a blanket draped over her shoulders. "Borrowed this to keep from getting cold, what with all the sweat. Everything okay at Joan's?"

"Yeah fine. Actually, just great." Then flopping down on the couch beside Carol, she continued, "Joan said she'd be glad to extend another hour or so."

"Uhmmm, how nice of her."

"Yeah, she's really nice." Then sliding under the blanket to join Carol, "you know Carol, there's a big advantage to nursing that nobody talks about. We small breasted women get to feel how it is to have big boobies." And indeed Robin's breasts were now full and plump, not as big as Carol's, but still.

Carol laughed "So how do you like having big breasts? Or rather how does Ted like having a big-titted wife?"

"I think he likes showing me off when we go out. But with the lactation, my breasts don't bring me that much sexually. Ted gets horny looking at them and likes to kiss my nipples -- at least he did until last week Friday when he got himself circumcised. Actually my breasts are really sensitive. Anything more than light kissing is just not so pleasant."

"I almost forgot how it was. Imagine forgetting and I nursed all three of ours!"

"Your breasts must have been massive when you were nursing."

"They were bigger but not all that much. Maybe it's like with men's penises. The big ones don't get that much bigger when they get hard. The little soft ones can really surprise you though."

"Hey that reminds me. Remember when we measured Ted's soft penis? We never got around to measuring him hard. Carol, as soon as his circumcision heals, we need to measure him hard."

"How could I forget? But yeah, that's right." Laughing: "Other things took priority over measuring him hard. And now we have to wait at least a month. And we never measured Bryan, hard or soft. By the way how is Ted managing?"

"He took a few painkillers Friday and Saturday. Sunday was okay without. This morning he looked pretty chipper when he left for work. He's supposed to go to the clinic on Wednesday to have the bandage taken off. We've got a tough 5 or 6 weeks ahead of us. Not only no sex, he's not even supposed to have an erection for the next 3 weeks. He still thinks it was good for him to get circumcised. Sure Carol, that's in spite of how you doted on his foreskin."

"When Ted's penis was uncut, it sure did take me over the top. And remember that time in your shower? How I just couldn't wait to play with his foreskin. Say it's gonna be interesting if you let me fuck Ted. Like a real with and without comparison. You sure you won't miss Ted's foreskin?"

"I liked playing with his foreskin too, but for me, it's more important that Ted feels comfortable with his penis. And I didn't miss a foreskin when Bryan fucked me. Anyway I just hope it's worth it for Ted. For me it sure isn't. I have to do without for 6 more weeks."

"Well I could ask Bryan to help out. But only if you'd let me watch."

"Thanks, I wouldn't miss having you watch for anything. But the catch to me fucking Bryan now is that I wouldn't want to do it without telling Ted and then he'd get an erection while I tell him all the details." Laughing Robin added: "You wouldn't have a dildo you could loan me, would you?"

"I've never used one. Whenever the real thing wasn't handy, my fingers always seemed to do the job just fine."

"Oh I know all about how your fingers work. I sometimes get wet thinking about that afternoon when we were planning how we could get Ted to watch Bryan fuck me."

"Robin, are you getting wet now?"

"Yeah, are you?"

"Do bears shit in the woods?"

Robin laughing and throwing off the blanket, "let's go shower together. Or how about we take a bath? Carol would you mind starting the bath? Oh, there's a bunch of different bath foams, just pick one that looks good to you."

Robin went to the kitchen and picked out a bottle of chardonnay from the fridge. By the time she got to the bathroom, the tub was full of hot foamy water and Carol was comfortably soaking. Robin, still wearing running tights and sports bra, came in with the bottle and glasses. "You look all comfy Carol. How's the water?"

"Great, but it'll be better when you're in here too. Oh I can't wait to see you naked again!"

After placing the bottle and glasses on the wide rim of the tub, Robin undid the front of her sports bra and dropped it. Hands on her hips and chest out, she faced Carol as if wanting to be admired. This elicited a warm admiring smile from Carol, who, in a husky voice, managed to utter: "Nice, really nice."

Robin, wanting to raise the emotional level, stuck her thumbs into the waistbands of her running tights and panties. "Ready for the beautiful sight, Carol?"

"I've been ready for that since I left Novato. I was so excited, I had a hard time concentrating on my driving."

In one smooth movement, Robin pulled down her running tights and panties. Then she stood facing Carol, again with her hands on her hips. "So how do I compare to before the birth?"

"Robin, you're beautiful. I'm so glad that your shiny red pubic hair has grown back perfectly. Come please get in the tub with me."

"Actually I've already had to trim it on the sides and against my legs. That's for possible swim suit wear and Ted likes it neatly trimmed that way." With that she got into the tub and both women settled back facing one another and with their knees bent and slightly spread.

Carol was the first to break the silent reverie: "You know what we talked about before -- you wouldn't really want to use a dildo would you?"

"Of course not, I was just kidding. One time, towards the end of my first year in college, there was this one girl in the dorm who had one. One Friday night, her and I and a couple other girls had a party where we had wine and pot. After we all got real tipsy, she got it out and dared the rest of us to fuck ourselves. We all took our panties off and one after another, we all tried it out. I was still a virgin and couldn't get any more than the head in between my pussy lips. The other girls got it in further, but none of us had an orgasm. How about you? Ever try one?"

"My fingers always served me just fine. But honest to God, in the years of life with Bryan, my fingers have gotten pretty rusty."

"Your fingers didn't seem rusty that day when we fingered each other."

By this time, both women were sweating, both from the hot water and from the rising sexual tension. They looked at each other, alternating between little smiles and purses of the lips. It seemed that both were waiting for the other to make the first move."

"Robin would you like me to wash your back?"

Robin's nod of assent and slight movement forward was all that Carol needed. She moved up onto her knees, soaped up a washcloth and began washing Robin's back. Robin, mesmerized by the sight of Carol's body, couldn't help but respond. Taking handfuls of bath foam, she stroked Carol, first her breasts and then her vulva.

Carol switched her attention to Robin's breasts. Robin liked the feeling of Carol's gentle washing. As a woman with naturally small breasts it was a novel feeling to have breasts that didn't fit in one hand. Now she had breasts that actually bobbed when she walked fast or ran. All that was great, but lactating breasts are tender and there was a limit to the pleasure to be derived there. She guided Carol's right hand to her crotch.

Carol knew what her friend wanted and needed. She placed her left hand around Robin's back and with her right massaged Robin's pubic area. Robin, with her face against Carol's chest, couldn't get enough of Carol's magnificent breasts. She alternated between kissing them all over, burying her mouth between them, sucking the nipples, kneading them with the palms of her hands and massaging the nipples with her fingertips. Carol put her finger into Robin and stroked the slit, deep in between the lips, then softly circling her clitoris. Robin responded by pumping her hips. Carol worked the finger into Robin's vagina.

"Carol, more, please more! Oh please, fuck me with your fingers!"

Carol responded by inserting three fingers and began stroking as deeply as she could, first slowly and then in a faster and faster rhythm. Then she took her left hand from Robin's back and moved it down to Robin's crotch so that she could massage the clitoris at the same time that she was fingering the vagina. Robin threw her head back, clenched her teeth to avoid screaming and shuddered with pleasure. Even in the warm bath water, Carol could feel the warm liquid coming from between Robin's legs. Slowly Robin relaxed and her breathing slowed down to somewhere near normal. All the while that Robin was settling down, Carol kept her fingers in, slowly and lightly massaging Robin's vagina.

Robin, still breathing faster than normal: "Carol, I'm so sorry I didn't bring you along with me. You really took me over the top and beyond. But now I feel selfish for leaving you behind." With that she resumed massaging Carol's ample breasts.

"Somehow a bathtub is just not so ideal for sex. Bryan and I stopped even trying because it seemed that one of us always gets left behind."

"Don't you two play in your big hot tub?"

"That we do and it is big enough for us to properly fuck in. But we don't very often. Usually we get each other worked up while in the hot tub and then go to bed for real sex."

"Speaking of sex in a bed, there's our big king bed in the next room."

The two women got out of the tub and helped each other dry off before going into the bedroom. Robin threw back the covers and both women tucked in beneath them and snuggled together, rubbing breasts and intertwining their legs so that their vulvas were in intense contact. Madly kissing, exchanging tongues, it was as if they were having intercourse with mouth and tongue, all the time their groins grinding and twisting and humping. Both were so worked up that they could speak only in panting whispers.

"Robin, I can feel your pussy with my pussy. Your beautiful red hair down there. And oh you're really wet! Can you feel my pussy too?"

"And how could I not? Carol I want so much to make you come. If only I had a dick!"

"Don't wish that Robin, I like your pussy too much."

"Carol, there's something I want to do."

"And what might that be?"

Robin, panting heavily: "I want to go down on you."

Carol, happily: "I can't wait."

Without hesitation, Robin threw back the blanket, sat up and turned to Carol's crotch and kissed her pubic mound. Carol quickly responded by spreading her legs and elevating her knees to give Robin maximum access. Robin slid down towards the foot end of the bed and buried her head in Carol's crotch. She began by licking Carol's slit from top to bottom. Carol responded by trembling and moaning lightly. When Robin licked her clitoris with the tip of her tongue, Carol began writhing so furiously that Robin had to slow down and hold down Carol's hips. Still holding down on Carol's left hip with her right hand, Robin moved lower and stuck her tongue deep between Carol's labia and at the same time massaged her clitoris with the tip of her left hand index finger. Carol was now in heaven, eyes closed, moaning softly, hips rocking ever so gently. After what seemed like an eternity of pleasure for both women, Carol stiffened, thrust wildly against Robin's face and let out what could only be likened to moaning barks. Only after feeling the warm liquid on her chin did Robin slow down and gradually decrease her licking and fingering.

Afterwards the two women lay on their sides facing each other, embracing and kissing. No question, their friendship had taken on a new dimension, one could even say it was now more a relationship than a friendship.

This time Robin was the first to break the silent reverie: "Wow, I never dreamed I'd ever do that. How do you feel."

"Very relieved and relaxed. Like there's a light warm glow over my whole body. That was a first for me too."

"Doesn't Bryan go down on you too?"

"Oh yes, but not that often. It's good with him, but somehow your tongue just seems to move to the right spot at the right time. Actually, I don't think Bryan's all that big on oral sex."

Robin, laughing: "Bryan's certainly big on genital sex, big in more than one way."

"You're really fascinated with Bryan's big penis!"

"Guilty as charged! But Carol, I'm really curious about something. Did Bryan's size surprise or shock you the first time? Or did you have really big ones before. I mean the first time I saw Ted's penis, well I noticed that he was smaller than what I'd had before, but my pussy was so agitated, nothing would have mattered and it didn't. But again, I'm really curious when you saw Bryan's penis that first time? Didn't you wonder if it would go in or not?"

"I didn't wonder either way. Gee I've never told anyone this. To really tell you, I have to tell you about the day we met."

"Oh Carol, please do!"

"Look I think I told you that Bryan and I met while bicycling. See, I had just started teaching in Novato and a bunch of us, teachers, had a bike ride together from Novato to the Cheese Factory. Well we got to the Cheese Factory, sat down outside at one of those big long picnic tables and ordered. After a little while, somebody noticed that this one older teacher, Linda, wasn't with us. So we decide to wait a little longer. Then we saw two bikes coming. It was Linda and a younger man, good looking, athletic, obviously a guy who was a lot more into serious bicycling than we were."

"Bryan?"

"Pretty obvious, but yeah. It turned out that Linda's bike had blown a tire and there she had been, all forlorn without a spare or patch kit or pump. Then she sees a bike roaring down that big grade towards her, you know on the Petaluma -- Point Reyes Road. The rider, a guy, goes by and then comes to a screeching halt maybe a hundred feet past her. Skipping all the details, which of course Linda told me later on, he patched the tube and put her bike back together. So the two show up together and Linda can't say enough good things about her hero, Bryan. She insists on inviting him for wine and cheese and naturally he has to sit next to her."

"So he was between the two of you?"

"Nope, he was across from me and 3 or 4 people away. There were at least twenty or so of us -- men, women, older ones, younger ones. Just like the rest of the young woman teachers in our twenties, my heart was thumping and wishing it had been my bike that crapped out back up the grade. He looked up and down the table and said a general hello and something or other funny. I gave him my flirtiest smile but didn't see any response. Afterwards I just couldn't help looking his way and every time I caught him looking at me. All the while Linda is gushing with praise for her young hero."

"Carol, this is getting exciting!"

"It turned out that he had ridden all the way from where he lived in San Rafael and had further to go back than we did so he got up to leave before too long. Being such a gracious and polite guy, he walked around the table and shook everybody's hand before he left. Talk about a bunch of disappointed young women as we watched him head up the grade towards Nicasio. You know, it's really the shits when you meet Mr. Right and he doesn't even have your phone number. I was really pretty downcast during the ride back to Novato."

"So what did he do, look you up through the school?"

"That's what I was first hoping for but then how could that have worked? Bryan couldn't very well call every school in Novato and ask for the young woman teacher with dark brown hair and nice tits, could he? So I went home feeling completely rotten. Back at my apartment, first thing in the door, I threw down my bike bag on the coffee table, got a glass of wine and flopped on the couch. Suddenly, I wondered if I'd left my sun glasses lay at the Cheese Factory so I looked in my bike bag and there was a Marin County business card with Bryan's name, title, position and stuff. You know back then he worked for Marin County Public Works. I thought 'What the hell, am I supposed to call him at work?' Then I turned the card over and there scribbled on the back was 'Bryan" and an apartment address in San Rafael. Then I remembered that before walking around the table and shaking hands, he'd gone to his bike and fiddled with something."

"So you called him?"

"Except there was no home phone number on the card and he wasn't in the phone book. Oh it's so embarrassing to tell you this! You're going to think I must have been a real slut! I couldn't wait for Monday to call him at his office so right then and there I decided to drive down and knock on his door."

"Carol, you were really gutsy even then! But go on! Oh this is so cool!"

"Just wait, the story gets better. So I showered and dressed in record time and drove down to San Rafael. Parked outside his building, my heart was pounding. What if he was married? What if he was living with someone? But then why give me his address? What's going to happen when he opens the door? Then I did something you won't believe."

"This is so exciting. What?"

"I was wearing a dress, actually I still have it. It's light green, mid-length sleeves, cut low enough to show the tops of my breasts and stops just above my knees. Anyway, sitting there in my car, something got into me. I can't really explain it. Something made me pull up my dress and take off my panties!"

"Jesus Christ, Carol, were you that hot between your legs?"

"I was pretty excited down there, yeah, but that wasn't the issue. To me it was a now-or-never thing. If he grabbed my ass and felt I didn't have panties on, he'd take the hint and we would fuck. If he wasn't hot for me, he wouldn't grab my ass and he'd never know. So anyway, with my heart beating a mile a minute, I find his apartment and knock. The door opens and there stands Bryan wearing a grey sweat pants and no shirt. He beckons me in and we embrace and kiss."

"And nothing was said?"

"After a bit, he said he was really glad I'd found his note and that I had come. I asked him if he'd given a note to all the other girls and he says, oh, I'll never forget it Robin, he says: 'I saw only one girl at the table, she had dark brown hair and green eyes and she was looking at me every time I looked her way.' I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and drove my lips into his. My rear end sort of slid down so I could feel his erection against my pussy and he must have realized just what was what, because he lifted up the back of my dress and felt my bare ass. I was so worked up I didn't even realize that he'd pulled down his sweat pants until I felt the head of his penis in my labia and his hips were rocking."