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The Trinity, #2- 3
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DULL AND BORING INTRODUCTORY MESSAGE
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This is the third posting in a second series of stories, continuing the history
of the Trinity (Candy, Judy and Janie), and me, Tom.
Needless to say, this posting contains sexual activity between adult human
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STORY 5: "The Janie Tapes" [1990]
For those who are short in memory, Val and Veronica, old friends from
Conventioning days had paid us a conjugal visit.
"So what's your idea, Janie?" Veronica asked, propping her head on her hand and
elbow from her position on the floor.
"Give me a few minutes to set it up," Janie said, smiling. She got up and went
to our room, and returned with the camcorder bag.
"Wait a minute, Janie," I said. "You're not planning to make a porno tape, are
you?"
"Now there's an idea," she grinned. "Actually, no. Remember 'Sex, Lies and
Videotape'?"
"Yeah, so...?"
"We set up the camera, and we'll talk about something..."
I sat up on the sofa. Val turned and leaned on my shoulder. "Talk about
what?"
"Sex... Lies... I haven't thought all that through yet, but c'mere. Help me
set this thing up."
I got up and helped Janie set up the camcorder on a tripod. Janie set it in
front of the recliner chair. She sent the other women off to Judy's room (on
the other side of the house) to spruce up a little for the tape if they wanted,
and told me to stay and operate the camera.
The first one Janie called back in was Judy. Judy sat down in the chair. She
was still nude, but she had brushed her long hair, and put on a little bit of
makeup. She sat in the chair with her legs crossed. I set the camera on a
long shot, then as Janie asked her question, I zoomed in to a waist-high shot.
Why waste a perfectly good boob shot?
Janie asked, "How old were you when you first had sex?"
Judy smiled, and said "Fifteen."
"Can you tell us about it?"
"Well, I was a freshman in high school. There was a big dance after the
homecoming football game, and I was asked to go by this football player.
"How could I resist? We danced a while, then stepped outside the gym for a
breath of air. What I didn't know he meant by a breath of air came in a
12-ounce frosty can. He had a case of beer in the trunk of his car.
"He had one - then another. He offered me one, and before I had half of a can
down, he had downed another.
"We were drinking in the back seat of the car. Suddenly, his arms were around
me, and he was kissing me.
"I rather liked it, really, although I struggled a little. His hands were all
over me. He managed to get my dress unzipped down the back, and popped the
hooks on my bra, but because the dress was made the way it was, he still
couldn't get to my breasts.
"He put his hand up my dress, fumbling with my crotch, but was only able to
fiddle with lycra, because I was wearing a girdle to hold up my hose. This was
in the days when every girl wore a girdle to hold up her hose, because panty
hose were not available yet; or were terribly expensive.
"We moved up to the front seat, and he drove away from the school. We went out
this old country road, and parked in a little lane that led up to a barn on a
farm. There were trees on both sides of the little lane.
"We necked a little longer, then he took me by the hand, and led me down the
lane a little farther, where it opened into a recently mowed hayfield.
"We sat on the fragrant alfalfa, and he tugged at the top of my dress, getting
my arms out of the sleeves. I shrugged out of my bra, and he attacked them
with his mouth.
"I lay down on my back, and wiggled out of my dress, and removed the girdle and
hose, while he watched, interestedly. Then, wearing only a pair of panties, I
sat up. I told him that I was not going to be the only one naked out here.
"He stripped quickly, and I admired the muscles in his chest and flat belly.
There was a bruise on his ribcage, angry and purple in the moonlight, that he
had gotten in the game that night.
"He came over to me, and kissed me, fondling my breasts, then slipped one hand
down between my legs. I'll have to admit that I was wet, thinking about
fucking for the first time.
"His cock was erect, and I thought it was pretty big at the time. I held it in
my hand, and I marvelled at how hot and hard it was.
"I lay on my back again, and he pulled off my panties. He slipped between my
legs and lay on top of me, kissing my neck.
"His cock was right at the entrance to my pussy, and with one movement, he
plunged into me. It felt like a red-hot poker had gone into me. He swept away
my maidenhead and virginity in one fell swoop. I held him tightly, to keep him
from moving, until the pain diminished a bit.
"He knew he hurt me, and kept saying 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' but the pain
stopped, finally, and I said 'It's ok, honey. It's ok.'
"Finally I let him move, and he stroked twice, and pulled out, squirting cum on
my belly.
"He flopped down next to me and I looked down and saw some blood on his cock,
then saw that I was bleeding a little.
"And that was it. We got dressed, and he took me home. We dated a couple more
times after that, and we fucked once more in the back seat of his car at the
drive-in.
"Then he started dating one of the cheerleaders, and didn't want to see me
anymore. That was about the time I started gaining weight."
Janie nodded, and said, "Thanks, Judy. You can go back now, and send Veronica
in."
I paused the recorder. As Judy left the room, Janie stepped over and kissed
me. "This is making me VERY horny, you know."
I grinned at her. "I've got an idea for the finale," I whispered.
Veronica walked in. Although she too was nude, she had spiffed up for video,
applying makeup and brushing her long hair. I thought I detected a little pink
lipstick applied to her nipples, too.
She sat in the recliner, tucking her heels under her, leaning on one arm of the
chair, her chin resting on one hand. I started the recorder.
"Veronica," Janie said, "How old were you when you lost your virginity?"
"Fourteen," Veronica replied with a smile.
"Please tell us about it."
"Well, there's not much story to it. You know I'm a science fiction kid. My
folks took me to conventions and Society for Creative Anachronism events from
the time I was born.
"We were at a convention, and I was going from party to party, pinching a beer
here, some wine there... no one seemed to know or care that I was only
fourteen.
"Anyway, I got really drunk, and I finally passed out at this one party. The
people whose room the party was in had a second 'sleeping' room, and they
tucked me away in there to sleep it off. They were friends of my folks, I
guess.
"But they didn't realize that their son was still awake. He was about my age,
but had turned in early.
"I roused from my drunkenness to find this guy on top of me, his pecker inside
me. It was quite startling, but once I had figured out what was going on, I
decided to pretend I was still asleep, but I liked it. He came, rolled off,
and went back to the other bed. I never drank much after that.
"So I don't remember the actual event of losing my virginity..."
"What turns you on the most?" Janie asked.
"The most? That's hard -- so many things turn me on. I like to show off my
body; like skinnydipping at conventions. I like long, slow, wet kisses. I
love to be gone down on. I love going down. I love fucking..."
"Then what do you fantasize about?" Janie probed.
"Fantasy... Ahh, that's another thing all together. OK. I'm with this man.
It's not my husband Bill, I don't know who it is. He kisses me all over. He
goes down on me, for hours. I come over and over until I'm exhausted. Then we
sleep and we do it over again."
"Thanks, Veronica," Janie said, grinning. "Send in Candy please."
I paused the camera. Veronica kissed me as she passed by.
Janie looked up at me. "What's your idea for the finale?"
"Not now. I'll tell you later." I grinned.
Candy came in. Unlike the others, she had dressed; if you could call it that.
She was wearing the 'birthday present' I described in one of the original
stories. It was a black negligee, trimmed in red lace. It was split up to the
hip, which she illustrated, by sitting in the chair with one leg under her, the
other visible almost to her ass. The negligee uplifted her bust, making it
appear to be firmer and larger. She was wearing makeup, including some
eyeshadow, which she rarely wore.
I started the recorder.
"Candy, how old were you when you lost your virginity?" Janie asked.
"I was twenty-five."
Janie looked shocked. I paused the recorder.
"Hold on," I said. I took Janie aside and whispered, "Don't tell me you
haven't heard this story..."
"What story?"
"Never mind..." we went back to our previous positions, and I restarted the
recorder.
"Would you tell us about losing your virginity?"
Candy looked at me and smiled. The kind of knowing, caring, loving smiles.
"Well, where do I begin? Like I said, I was twenty-five, and overweight, and
feeling really unloved. This was before Tom moved into town; I started going
to sf club meetings with Judy, and we started talking about sex a lot. Judy
was sympathetic, because she was recently divorced, and getting horny too.
"Then Tom moved to town, and started going to club meeting and conventions with
us. Judy convinced me to start taking birth control pills, in anticipation.
We kept hoping that he'd make a move, but no luck. But he seemed to be
sensitive, and caring, and -- sexy. So we decided to make the move ourselves."
I could feel my face flush as she talked. Janie looked at me and almost
laughed out loud at my expression.
"Judy would go first, since she was 'experienced', to see if Tom was, well,
willing; and judge whether he was good in bed."
"I'm glad I passed the test," I mumbled.
Candy giggled. "I thought this was my story."
"Sorry," I said.
"Like he just said, he passed Judy's test." So Judy got hold of a copy of a
porno video from her cousin... _The Devil in Miss Jones_, I believe.
"We put on the movie, and about halfway through, I was so horny thinking about
the movie, Tom sitting on the sofa with Judy, and what we had planned, that I
couldn't stand it much longer.
"So I went into the bathroom and took off my panties. They were soaked! I
washed myself off a little, rubbing my pussy with the washcloth, I almost came
in the bathroom.
"So I went back into the tv room, and sat down next to Tom and Judy. I inched
over toward him, hoping he'd notice, but he was apparently thinking about Judy.
"When the movie ended, and he just sat there, I finally just grabbed his face
and planted a big ol' kiss.
"When Tom broke away to catch his breath, Judy explained what our plan was: I
was going to lose my virginity.
"Tom and Judy undressed me, and took me into the bedroom, where Tom went down
on me. My clit was really sensitive, and as he used his tongue on me, I went
crazy. He stuck his fingers in me, and wiggled them around, like he was
looking for something inside me. But my attention was on my clit and his
tongue, and I came. Oh, God, I came hard. I shook, and clamped Tom's head
between my legs, not wanting him to ever move away from that spot."
Candy's hand was stroking her breast, and I could tell that her inch-long
nipple was beginning to erect under her fingertips, pressing against the fabric
of her negligee. I zoomed the camera in on her breast and hand.
Janie was fascinated. I was sure that she had heard the story from Judy, but
apparently not.
Candy continued, "Tom moved me over on the bed, and got on top of me, and put
his penis right at the opening to my pussy.
"I asked him to go slow, and he said that if it hurt, he'd stop.
"He slipped his penis in, and it was stopped by my cherry. Then he kissed me,
and as we kissed, he pushed it all the way in.
"There was a little pop, and suddenly, my pussy was full. He had his whole
cock in my pussy, and it felt so different. I made a small gasp, but it felt
so wonderful! I squeezed down on him. I wanted him to stay inside me forever!
"Tom moaned like he was in pain, and I thought I was squeezing too hard. So I
let go, and he started moving in and out. I thought just having him inside me
felt good, but this was even better!
"His cock was rubbing on my clit with each movement, and I was getting closer
and closer to climax. Finally, I went over the waterfall, and I orgasm. My
pussy squeezed down on him again. That made him come, and he filled me up with
his semen.
"We cuddled up together. I dozed off, I think. The next thing I remember is
that Judy was cuddled up with us too. We spent the night together - the three
of us - for the first time that night."
Janie looked up at me; the look of love and wonder and lust mixed in her
expression.
Still looking at me, she said, "Thank you, Candy. You can go back now. Tell
Val to join us."
I paused the recorder.
Candy stepped over to me and hugged me, kissing my neck. I grabbed a handful
of asscheek, and she giggled.
She left the room. Janie got up and kissed me. "I really didn't know that...
I... I don't know how I thought you guys first got together."
"Now you know," I grinned, kissing her.
Val came in the room. She was nude, and her makeup was fresh. She sat in the
chair, crossing her legs. I turned on the recorder.
"How far down are you focusing?" Val asked. "How much of me are you seeing?"
"I've got it showing you from the waist up," I said.
"Oh. Ok, what do you want me to talk about?"
"How about your first time? Losing your virginity?" Janie asked.
I had never seen Val blush. Until now.
"Are you sure you want to hear about that? Umm..." She glanced down. "Well,
the um... summer I graduated from high school, I worked at a 4-H Club summer
camp. You know, where kids would spend a week? I was a counselor.
"Anyway, all through the summer, kids would come in on Monday and leave on
Friday. The weekends, some of the counselors would go home, but most of us
would go into town and do laundry, and just stay over at the camp.
"The next to last weekend of the summer, one of the boy's counselors and I went
on a picnic down by the lake.
"I had been looking him over since the first week of camp, but he hadn't said
much to me, until I suggested the picnic. He was tall, and blonde, blue-eyed.
A real 'hunk', and he knew it.
"We carried a basket of food down by the lake, and had our lunch, then we sat
on the grass, leaning against a log, just talking about going to college in a
couple of weeks, and stuff.
"We sat out there for hours, just talking, and it started getting dark. And
cold. The wind was blowing in off the lake. He slipped his arm around me when
he noticed I was shivering. Then he kissed me.
"The chill was forgotten. His kiss warmed me up. His hands slowly moved over
me, and before I knew it, he had my shirt open, and his hands on my tits.
"It was the first time anyone but me had touched my nipples, and I was in
heaven. Then he unfastened my jeans, and slipped his hand down there.
"He put a finger inside me, and I gotta admit that I was excited. Before I
knew exactly what was happening, he had my jeans off, and his off, and he was
inside me."
Remembering the experience, Val closed her eyes, and tilted her head back. Her
hand was on her breast, a nipple between her fingers. The other hand dropped
down between her legs. I adjusted the view on the camera to pick up a
full-length shot.
"But then, just as I was beginning to enjoy myself, he climaxed, and rolled off
of me. We lay there for a while, neither one of us knowing what to do next.
"I told him timidly that it was my first time. He said if he had known that,
he'd have gone slower. But he hadn't felt any hymen, so he didn't think I had
been a virgin.
"See, when I was four years old, I was bouncing on my bed, and I bounced the
wrong direction once, and landed on a post -- you know where. It popped my
cherry. These days, a doctor might have suspected child abuse, but my doctor
just packed me up. But that's why I didn't have a hymen.
"And he assumed no hymen, no virgin. And like many guys back then, he assumed
that if a girl had 'done it' once, she'd 'do it' again..."
Val opened her eyes and looked across at Janie. "You've just heard a story
that even my husband has never heard. Do you want to hear the rest of the
story?"
"Rest?" Janie asked. "Of course!"
"I missed my next period, and I never missed periods. I knew I was pregnant.
By this time, summer camp had ended and I had started college. There was a guy
in one of my classes, and he asked me out. I slept with him, and let him think
that he was the first.
"The next month, I told him I was pregnant. He thought it was his, and we got
married."
"You mean Sam is not Veronica's father?!" I asked.
"In every way that counts, Sam is her father. He loves her, he's taken care of
her, he's provided for her," Val nodded. "But from a biological point of
view, no. Sam still doesn't know," Val said, "and if any of you tell him..."
"He'll never see this tape," I said.
"Veronica will," Janie mentioned.
"I think she should know the truth. I'd have told her eventually anyway," Val
said.
"Thank you, Val. You can go back now. Just tell everyone to wait."
I paused the recorder. Val left the room.
"It's your turn now," I said.
"Ok," she smiled, taking her place in the chair.
I started the recorder.
"Tell me about _your_ first time." I said.
"Umm... I was not a science fiction kid. I started going to conventions when I
got out of high school. I didn't go to many, but I went to the Tulsa
convention, and got involved with the local club. They got me to work for the
convention committee, and I started going to other conventions for ideas.
"One of the guys in the club started hanging out with me, and one night after
the club meeting, he asked me to dinner. We went out, and one thing led to
another, and we ended up back at his place.
"We started necking, and groping, and..."
"You're not making this very interesting, Janie," I said.
"Well... It wasn't. He got his hand under my miniskirt, and pulled it up over
my hips. Then he had his penis out, and before I knew it, he was on top of me.
"It was over before I could even think about it. He grunted twice and squirted
me. I was still wearing all my clothes, even my underwear. He had just shoved
my panties aside.
"I cried. I had wanted the first time to be so... special. But this, this was
almost rape.
"He took me home. Didn't even kiss me goodnight. Didn't call me."
"Son-of-a-bitch," I mumbled.
"Exactly," Janie nodded. "Now it's your turn."
I paused the recorder. Janie got up and stepped behind the camera, pushing me
aside. I went over and sat down.
"How'd you lose your cherry, Tom?"
"First of all, I was 22. Somehow I had managed to get through four years of
college without sex. I was involved with the Theatre Department at the
University, and I believe I was the only heterosexual virgin in the theatre.
"I graduated with a degree in English from the School of Education. I got a
job teaching junior high English in the same school that I had gone to when I
was a kid.
"While I was teaching, I kept going back to the University, since that's where
most of my friends were.
"I wasn't really getting along well as a teacher. One of the girls in the
Theatre Department said that she wanted to be a teacher, so I offered to give
her a taste of the educational system. So while the University was on spring
break, she came home with me to try to teach my brats.
"I was living in a big house, the house I had grown up in, although my father
and mother had moved to another state. Sally slept in one room, I slept in
another.
"One night, I was watching television. Sally was taking a long bath. She came
out of the bathroom, dressed only in a tee-shirt and panties.
"She turned around in front of me, modeling the tee-shirt, I guess. She raised
her arms, and stood on one leg -- a little dance move -- and said 'all clean!'
"I smiled at her blankly. She stood in front of me, and said, 'Tom, are you
gay?'
"I said I wasn't. She asked 'Don't you think I'm attractive?'
"I said that she was. Very attractive.
"She asked 'Then why haven't you tried to kiss me?'
"So I got up and took her into my arms and kissed her. She kissed me back.
"She reached down and pressed my cock through my pants. 'Tom,' she said, 'are
you a virgin?'
"I nodded. 'I thought so,' she said.
"'I didn't think it showed,' I said.
"'It does. A little.' She smiled at me, stepped back, and pulled the
tee-shirt off over her head.
"'Take off your clothes,' she said. 'It's time for a little lesson.'
"I did what I was told. She took my hand and we went upstairs to the bedroom
she had been sleeping in, which had been my parents', and we climbed in.
"She took my erection, which had been raging ever since she danced in front of
me, in her hand, then bent down and kissed it. She slid her tongue around the
head.
"Then she climbed on top of me, and put my penis at the entrance to her vagina.
'Don't worry about a thing,' she said, as she lowered herself on me.
"I came as soon as she had me completely inside her. I was rather embarrassed,
but she kissed me, and said to take it easy, not to worry.
"She was very patient with me. We made love several times that night, and each
time was better than the last. She taught me many things that night. For
that, I will be eternally grateful."
"I suspect I should be grateful, too," Janie murmured. "And Candy, and
Judy..."
I smiled.
Janie left the recorder running, and came over to the chair, and sat on my lap.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me firmly. I slid my hands down
her naked body, playing with her breasts, kneading her buttcheeks.
"Ready for the finale?" I whispered.
"Is this it?"
"Almost." I got up, Janie in my arms. I turned around, putting Janie in the
chair, her ass just on the front edge of the cushion. I sat on the floor, and
spread her legs for the camera. I put my fingers on each side of her slit,
spreading her nether lips, and with the other hand, slipped a finger into her
vagina. She was very wet, and her clit was distended, hot and reddened.
I placed my lips on her clit, and she began to shake immediately. She
climaxed, noisily. I started to move my head back, but she reached down and
held my head in place, so I started to lick again, and I felt her move toward
another orgasm, even more powerful and more noisy.
She released my head, and I stood up, pulling her up into an embrace, while I
turned us around to where I could sit down. As I sat down, she climbed up on
me, her knees on each side of me, her back to the camera, and slipped my cock
into her hot, wet pussy in full view of the camera.
She moved up and down on my shaft. But hearing the stories, and seeing Janie's
excitement were too much for me. As I started to ejaculate, Janie moved up,
pulling me from her pussy, and letting it slip up the crack of her ass. My
semen spurted up onto her back.
We panted for a moment together, and she kissed me softly. She slid down and
off of me, stepping over to turn off the camera. She popped the cassette out
of the camera, and walked over, inserted the cassette into the regular VCR, and
started rewinding it.
"I'm going to clean up," she said. "Go get the others, and let's watch the
tape."
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Next story: "Video Vixens" cumming soon
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* Note: *
* Before you ask, I sought permission from 'Val' before publishing this *
* story. She has read the stories I have previously posted, and feels *
* that her secret is safe for two reasons, (a) that I have disguised her *
* identity sufficiently and (b) 'Sam' is not 'connected', and is unlikely *
* to read the story, or recognize himself if he happened across it. She *
* also noted that Sam was highly unlikely to read a.s.s even if he was *
* 'connected'. Poor SOB doesn't know what he's missing... in more ways *
* than one! -Tom *
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