Four guys. Three women. One man will be left out. Usually Jeff. Just once, he wished things would be different.
For the first time in months, my friends and I decided to go clubbing. Craig had just broken up with his girlfriend a few weeks ago. We tried to take his mind off her.
Seeing as I didn't drink, I was appointed driver. At the first club, we bought Craig a beer. Raymond and David already had a few. Nothing was happening here.
The next club we went to was more active. They had a few drinks, but there weren't really any women to meet here.
We went to another. This club was really kickin'. So, after they had a beer, we hit the dance floor. David couldn't dance worth a lick, but he was out there anyway.
All of a sudden, these three women, two brunettes and a blond, started dancing with us. The blond, Taylor, started dancing with Raymond. Heather started grinding on Craig, and Mackenzie started on David. Here I was, by myself. Again. That didn't stop me.
We ended up spending the rest of the night there. My friends asked them if they had a friend for me. No luck. That didn't stop them.
At closing time, they invited us back to their place. I felt uncomfortable. I was the odd man out, and they wanted me to drive them to their house? Well, they convinced me.
I followed them to their house. When we went in, Taylor took Raymond to her room. David and Mackenzie went to her room. Craig and Heather headed for her room, leaving me all by myself in the living room.
Five minutes later, out came Mackenzie. She was wearing a bra, but no panties. She came up to me.
"So, whatcha doin'?"
"Just sitting here, waiting on my friends. What are you doing here?"
"Oh, David and his inchworm. He was in and out in two minutes. I told him I needed something to drink."
"Okay."
She moved closer to me. "I bet you've got more than an inch hard." She started rubbing my inner thigh.
"Uhh. I guess."
"Well, let's find out." She wrapped her legs around mine as she began to undo my pants. As she pulled them down, she slid onto my lap. She placed her hand down my briefs and felt around.
"Ooh, that's definitely more than an inch."
Still holding it, only much bigger now, she placed my salami into her container. She started gyrating in slow clockwise circles. As she did this, I unfastened her bra and slowly took it down. I placed my hands on top of her bosom.
Having pleasured herself, she got up and put her bra back on.
"Meet me here tomorrow. You were great." She kissed my cheek and went back with David.
I put my pants back on and composed myself. Ten minutes later, out came Taylor.
"Having fun, Jeff?"
"Not really. Kind of boring out here. You?"
"Sort of. Raymond's too rough with me. I don't like that." She put her arms around me. "I bet you'd be gentle."
"Sure. I know how to treat a beautiful lady."
She lay me on the couch. "Prove it." She lay on top of me and pressed her lips to mine. She ran her tongue across and around my lips.
As she did this, I rubbed my hand down the back of her undies. I caressed her baby soft tush. I took my index and middle fingers and felt around until I found the hole in between her legs. They slipped in. As this happened, she let out a loud gasp.
As they slowly wiggled around inside, the gasps got quicker and louder. Her back arched, her breasts now in my face. I poked it in and out. She gripped my arm, cutting off the circulation, nails digging into my flesh.
To stop the pain, I pulled out. She let out a deep breath.
"Ooh. That was terrific. Meet me here tomorrow."
"Okay."
With a grin ear to ear on her face, she went back in with Raymond. Just as I got calmed down, Heather came out, wearing nothing.
"You must be bored out here by yourself."
"A little. Where's Craig?"
"Oh, I told him I had to use the little girl's room. Actually, he wanted to control the situation. I like to be in control," as she looked me over from head to toe.
"Not me. I'm not a forceful type."
"I was hoping you would say that."
She slowly unbuttoned my shirt. As she removed it, I wrapped my arms around her. She took my arms and placed them by my side.
"Uh-uh. No touching the merchandise."
I agreed. She rubbed her hands up and down my hairy chest. She rubbed her face up and down my chest.
She placed her hands down my drawers and massaged my manhood. She brought down my pants. She dropped to her knees and placed my manhood into her oral orifice. She turned into a human vacuum, trying to suck me dry. Having done it once already, there was not much left. She gently nibbled on my carrot.
As she did this, I ran my hands through her thick, lustrous brown curly hair. A few minutes later, she stopped.
"Wow, you were great. See ya tomorrow?"
"Okay."
Five minutes later, all six came back fully dressed, none knowing what the others did. As my friends and I left, they waved good-bye. As I looked back, all three winked at me.
The next day, I went back alone. Mackenzie answered the door.
"Hi, Jeff. C'mon in," holding my hand.
As I went in, Taylor was sitting on the couch, watching TV. Heather was in the kitchen. Both looked at me and smile.
Mackenzie sat me on the sofa, between her and Taylor. In came Heather.
"Thanks for coming back," all three said in unison.
"It was no problem coming to see three beautiful women like you."
Upon hearing this, the three kissed me, Mackenzie on one cheek, Taylor the other, and Heather my forehead. I felt a hand on each leg.
Heather went back to the kitchen to finish dinner. I sensed that dessert would not be cooked. Fifteen minutes later, dinner was ready. The four of us sat at the table to enjoy a nice roast chicken dinner with green beans and mashed potatoes.
After we finished, they tried to lead me to their rooms. It was there that they realized that the other two were interested in their man. At first, I thought an argument was to ensue. It turned out the fight was on whose room to use. Upon review, we used Heather's room, as it was the biggest.
The three proceeded to undress me, one high, one middle, and one low. They undressed each other. I started to get aroused.
We moved to the bed. They lay me down.
Heather lay to my right, Mackenzie to my left, and Taylor on top. I was smothered with kisses from head to toe. Six ivory breasts before me. Six luscious drumsticks twisted around me. Six ruby red lips covering my every part with tender soft kisses.
To be fair, they rotated. Taylor switched with Mackenzie. After a while, Mackenzie switched with Heather. I just laid back and enjoyed everything. This was the greatest experience of my life.
Until I woke up. I knew something like this had to be a dream.
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Dreams of a Virgin
RomansDreams. The world of the subconscious. So, what does a forty-year-old virgin dream about? Sex, of course. This is a collection of dreams from the mind of Jeff, one such virgin. Forty different short stories about his first sexual experience. Origina...