I think enough time has gone by where it’s finally safe for me to dish on what remains my wildest sexual experience ever.

Newly nineteen, I had just had finished my freshman year of college. Horror of horrors, I was still a virgin.   

However, in spite of being a total late bloomer when it came to women, I had a great social life, peppered with lots of outdoor events and sports. Unfortunately, though, during a springbreak ski trip, I took a nasty fall and ended up with a broken leg. As I hobbled to my final exams on crutches, I wished some chick might give me a sympathy fuck, but no such luck.

After school wrapped up, I headed to my family’s place upstate where I would be house-sitting/recuperating for three weeks while my uncle and his new wife (half his age) traveled cross-country with my parents on a bike tour of Napa Valley. Naturally, I was bummed to be missing out, but I had to wear my cast for another week, and it wouldn’t have been fair to make everyone reschedule on my account.

I was informed that neighbors would help me with anything I needed, since driving with a leg cast was impossible, and that “friends of Aunt Stacy” might stop by to avail themselves of the swimming pool. Otherwise, I was on my own. I hunkered down with a full pantry and lots of video games and movies, prepared to eat, jerk off and sleep late.

Two days into my solitude, I was awakened from a snooze in the living room recliner by the sound of female laughter. The recliner faced away from the sliding glass doors and huge floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the deck, so I couldn’t see anything right away. I slowly brought myself to a standing position.

I heard a sharper squeal, followed by the sound of the diving board, and then a splash! More laughing followed. I hobbled on my crutch to peek through the window blinds — and almost fell over upon taking in the view!

A slender, busty redhead surfaced in the shallow end of the pool, and without a bikini top, nothing impaired the view of water rolling off her full, pale breasts. Just like a certain Little Mermaid reveling in her newly minted human form, she flexed her upper body and beckoned her friend to join her. Both bathing beauties appeared to be in their early or mid-twenties — so, a little older than me, but not by much.

The other woman had long dark hair and smaller, pert breasts. She stood beside the diving board and laughed as she removed her top. 

The brunette gave her friend a little striptease. She danced a bit as she untied the sides of her bottoms, which dropped away to reveal a perfect dark triangle. She plunged into the water and swam over to her friend.

My erection strained against my shorts — I was so hard I didn’t even feel my crutch digging into my armpit. I watched, completely mesmerized, as the brunette and the redhead embraced, squishing their wet breasts together. The redhead pulled her friend in for a kiss that quickly escalated. Sure, I’d watched lesbian porn, but seeing these two babes so passionate and in the flesh was another proposition entirely.

The ladies waded out of the shallow end and emerged from the pool. The redhead took off her bikini bottoms and tossed them at her friend, who caught them and left them on the patio table. The redhead laughed and motioned her friend over to one of the reclining lounge chairs. They fell into another embrace, with the brunette on top. I reached down and began to touch myself, captivated by the view of the brunette’s wiggling ass.

The women kissed some more and then the brunette worked her way down, playing with the redhead’s nipples as she went. As they shifted position, the redhead opened her legs, caressing her friend’s head as she ate her out. I stroked myself in time to the redhead’s moans of pleasure, no longer caring if I got caught watching.

After the redhead cried out, presumably from climax, she pulled her friend up into another passionate embrace. They kissed and caressed each other for what felt like hours to me. But then, to my delight, the brunette got into the doggy position, and the redhead got behind her — so I got to watch those gorgeous pussy lips and puckered asshole get a thorough tongue-bath.

I balanced against the wall and my crutch, never so turned on before. I ultimately came before the ladies finished — and exploded so hard I ended up making a mess all over my gym shorts. Panting, I hobbled over to the downstairs bathroom, figuring I’d clean up and then resume the viewing.

A minute later, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

“Hello?” I called out.

“Hey, someone’s in there,” a female voice exclaimed.

I hobbled out of the bathroom, already semi-hard again. “Sorry about that,” I said. “It’s a little tricky for me to go upstairs.”

The curvy redhead was standing there wrapped in a towel.

“Oh, of course — I’m sorry! You must be Mike?”

I nodded.

She extended her hand. “I’m Holly, I’m a friend of your aunt. And my friend over there is Susan.” She pointed at the brunette, who was also wrapped in a towel and standing at the end of the hall.

“Susan and Holly,” I said, nodding. “Nice to meet you both.”

Holly looked down at my leg. “Wow, that has to suck.”

“Yeah, it does, but at least it’s coming off next Monday.”

“Oh good,” Susan said, coming closer. “I mean, it’s so nice out. It must suck not being able to go swimming.”

“No kidding. I can’t wait to get in the water. I’m not used to just sitting around.”

I smiled. Did they suspect anything? I wondered. Holly giggled. “Well, hopefully we don’t disturb you too much in the meantime? Wouldn’t want to…rub it in.”

I felt blood rise into my face, but kept my response even. “No, no — you ladies enjoy.”

“Oh, we will.” Susan grinned and smiled at Holly. “This pool is great.”

“Excellent,” I said, nodding. I suddenly felt very awkward. “Uh, well, I won’t hold you up.” I hobbled out of the way and headed for the living room.

Sure enough, the next day they came back. This time, though, I only pretended to be asleep in the recliner. Once I was certain they were outside, I got out of the recliner and hobbled into the kitchen. This time I figured I would try the kitchen window. I hoisted myself up on to sit on the counter and peeked out.

Holly and Susan were already naked and all over each other. The show resumed like the first one. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! The girls stood up and headed over to a lounge chair where Susan lay down and Holly mounted her.

Availing myself of the hand lotion near the sink, I pumped my cock, unable to take my eyes off this incredible display of Sapphic lust. Holly rubbed her clit as she rode Susan, her orb-like breasts swaying back and forth. If the visuals were not already enough, the sound of Holly’s sweet moaning — and she was a loud moaner — took things to another level entirely.

I felt pre-come ooze out of my dick as I watched them switch positions. Now Holly was riding reverse cowgirl, both women near the kitchen window. I wondered why the new position until I saw Susan spread Holly’s cheeks and finger her asshole.

It wasn’t long before Holly had a body-shaking orgasm — and though I tried to last, my spunk shot out all over the kitchen sink.

In the afterglow, they cuddled for a bit, and then the sexy pool-crashers jumped into the water, presumably to cool off after generating so much heat.

I rinsed out the sink and splashed my face with cold water. The girls seemed to be just relaxing and talking at this point — albeit doing so fully nude, that I figured it was safe to grab a beer from the fridge.

I carefully lowered myself to the floor and reached for my crutch. The fridge was at the opposite end of my aunt and uncle’s rather large kitchen, and an island with bar stools took up the middle. I had just opened my beer when I heard the sliding glass doors open, and Holly appeared wrapped up in her towel.

“Hi again!” she said, smiling. Her creamy skin still showed tinges of post-orgasm flush. “Oh, hey!” I stammered, but recovered enough to act normal.

“I was just going to ask if you had any beer to spare?”

“Sure, help yourself.” I gestured to the fridge and hunched over the kitchen island, hoping to conceal my returning boner.

She held out the bottle. “Would you mind? I just had my nails done.” 

“Of course.” I popped open the beer cap for Holly, knowing that if I turned to face her squarely, she’d see me at full salute. Thus, like a dork, I kept leaning into the counter, utterly tormented by my Sapphic siren.

Holly put her hand on my shoulder. “Mike,” she said, “there’s nothing you need to hide.”

Our eyes met and she smiled, gesturing downward. “I know you’ve been watching us.”

“Oh, uh, well, I....” I was completely out of my depth — and more excited than ever.

“It’s okay.” She leaned in close, her lips brushing against the edge of my ear. “I really love it when people watch me.”

“You do?”

“Mmmm, yes.” Holly caressed my face and her hands roved lower. “I’ve been dying to invite you to our little pool party. But until you get your sea-legs back” — she stroked my bulge — “I hope this is okay.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Fuck yeah.” At this point in my young life, that stroking of my cock by this stacked redhead qualified as the greatest sexual moment of my life.

Holly giggled and kissed me. “You better sit down then, because I’m going to make your knees buckle.”

Truer words were never spoken. She let the towel drop to the floor, revealing her gorgeous body up close at last. “Wow,” I stammered. “Can I touch them?”

By “them,” I meant her stupendous tits, of course. Laughing, Holly said, “Sure. You’ve certainly seen them enough.” With that, she grabbed my hands and put them on her perfect breasts.

I took turns licking her nipples and enjoying the smooth curves of her tits in my hands. Then I buried my face in her cleavage and could have kept my face there all day. But Holly had other plans. Stepping back, she knelt down in front of my chair.

“Let’s see what’s in those shorts.”

My head spun. Was this a dream? It seemed too good to be real. I felt Holly’s hands slip inside my mesh shorts and inside my boxer briefs. She pulled out my cock and began to suck it. Her mouth was just as velvety and flower-soft as I’d imagined it. Her tongue traced slow circles around the head of my dick. I gripped the sides of the kitchen chair and inhaled sharply, determined to savor this for as long as possible. However, when Holly started to tug and suck at the same time, I knew I wouldn’t last.

Feeling the pleasure — and pressure — mount, all I could think was, Holy shit, this is what I’ve been missing! Even though I’ve been blessed with great blowjobs since then, there’s nothing like the memory of that first one. I felt so alive — and totally read to burst! “Oh god, Holly,” I groaned. “You feel so good....”

Holly spit on my shaft and slurped loudly. “Yes, let me swallow that load.”

Gasping, I felt come shoot into her warm, wet mouth. Her lips clamped down and sucked me dry. Thank goodness I was sitting down too, because the orgasm was so intense it made me lightheaded. My ears were even ringing as I sat there panting and watching Holly lick up every last drop.

The sound of Susan’s voice, though, quickly bolted me back to reality.

After clearing her throat, she said, “I hope I’m not interrupting anything too important?” Holly giggled, licking come off her lips. “Nope, not anymore.”

Susan smirked at me. “We both felt bad you couldn’t go swimming, but Holly here enjoys handling men more than me.”

Coming closer, Susan began caressing Holly’s long red locks as she studied me.

“I just hope you aren’t opposed to sharing.”

“No, not at all! Whatever you ladies would like is fine by me.”

Susan smiled down at Holly. “You were right,” she said. “He is sweet.” 

“See?”

“Let’s move him somewhere more comfortable.”

The three of us went back into the living room and headed to the large sectional sofa. Holly helped me prop myself up — and get rid of my shorts for the time being. The two of us huddled together naked, watching as Susan let her towel drop to reveal she had nothing on.

“Sure you’re okay with sharing?” Susan asked me again.

“Definitely,” I said as casually as I could. “I mean, I should really thank both of you.”

Holly kissed my neck. “That won’t be necessary.”

“You allowing my girlfriend to indulge herself is gift enough.” Susan leaned in and kissed Holly. “Anything that makes her happy and horny makes me happy and horny, too.”

Instantly, I was rock-hard again. “Glad to hear that,” I said. I took a deep breath, feeling suddenly confident. “You two are the hottest women I’ve ever been around,” I stated. At least I didn’t tell them they were the only ones I’d been with.

Holly’s sweet laugh rang out once more. “Mmm, let’s not waste any more time then,” she said. She pulled Susan in for another kiss. And then the show I’d watched from afar began again — but this time playing out only inches away.

Pausing briefly, Susan asked me, “Wait, do you know how to eat pussy?”

“Um, yeah, sure. Of course.”

Holly smirked. “Don’t tease him, Susan.”

“I’m not teasing. Why don’t you sit on his face while I handle the rest of you?”

And that’s how our wild afternoon began. My first blowjob was followed by my first taste of girl juice. Holly parted her smooth pussy lips and directed me where to put my fingers and tongue. Knowing I was pleasing her made it even better.

She bucked her hips in time with my tongue. Meanwhile, Susan licked Holly’s ass and periodically gave my permanent boner a caress.

Following every direction I was given, I tongued Holly’s clit and slipped two fingers inside of her, moving my fingers the way she wanted. I was hoping to make her come. Just when I thought I was getting close, though, she dismounted me.

“Why are we stopping?” I asked.

Holly kissed me, tasting her own juices on my mouth. “We aren’t. But now that I’m so wet, I really want you — both of you.”

Finally, instead of living vicariously through I was going to have Holly ride my cock. Glancing back at her girlfriend, Holly said, “Give me a minute?”

“Take your time, babe.”

Holly wiggled her hips and eased my cock inside her tight, hot hole. Finally! I thought. Finally an end to my wondering what fucking was like. It was happening. And it was happening with a gorgeous babe and her horny friend.

“Oh god!” I moaned, pumping into Holly’s glorious pussy. Her wet warmth enveloped my shaft. I was praying I could last more than a few seconds.

“Jesus, you feel good!” Holly cried out, which thrilled me.

I kissed her passionately, loving the sound of her moaning.

Her girlfriend gave Holly’s bottom a gentle swat. “You like that thick cock, huh, babe?” Nodding, Holly moaned again.

Holly leaned forward and bent her knees so she could keep riding me while Susan eased two fingers into her asshole.

“Oh fuck!” Holly gasped. Her nails sunk into my shoulders. Susan eased the her fingers deeper into her ass, and Holly’s body began to untense. Fuck skiing. Fuck mountain climbing. I’d never in my life felt this good. The excitement made me see stars.

Thoroughly stuffed, Holly rocked back and forth, penetrated by both my dick and Susan’s fingers. I know some people think a first time should be “intimate,” but this team-effort component — plus knowing that the woman before me would be doubling over from pleasure — somehow made it even more special.

Eventually, we repositioned so Holly was lying on her side getting stuffed and sandwiched. Susan and I took turns kissing and caressing her, until finally she couldn’t handle anymore. Her creamy skin flushed deep red. “Oh, god!” Holly wailed. Susan licked her neck. “You gonna come in both your holes, you little slut?”

“Yes!” Holly screamed. “Oh, god, I’m coming! Ohhhhhhhh!”

Her pussy walls clenched down on my cock like a vise. I groaned, my own release seconds away. “Oh, shit!” I gasped. My breath caught short in my lungs.

Holly squeezed my shoulders again. “Let me feel you come inside me!”

My whole body shook as I got to the edge. Then I exploded, crying out, and in my ecstasy I got a glimpse of Susan grinning triumphantly. Holly, still riding the wave of her own orgasm, collapsed forward, burying my face in her gorgeous cleavage.

Once Holly and I caught our breaths, it only seemed fair to give Susan some attention. We proceeded to lavish attention on her pussy with our tongues. Which is why, these days, whenever a girlfriend asks me where I learned to eat pussy, I am able to truthfully reply, “From another woman and her girlfriend.”

The following week, once I got my cast off, we had the most epic pool party ever. Sadly, the remaining days at the lake house flew by — and with the return of family, Susan and Holly vanished from the scene. My sex life evaporated once more — but happily not for long!

I returned to school in the fall with a newfound interest in aquatic sports and low-impact exercise. Everyone thought this was a result of my accident. But in truth, it was because of what went on in the college pool after hours — with a certain redheaded swimming coach.