An Afternoon In The Basement

Sarah sat on the small couch in her basement, her long shapely legs twisted under her body in a way that only a state champion gymnast's could. Her hair fell straight and glossy to her shoulders and the very tops of her small but perfectly-shaped breasts. She had a very small waist and almost no hips. Her dark red lipstick gave her face sex appeal well beyond its fifteen years.

Her best friend Paula sat on the chair in the corner, flicking idly through the channels. Her blue v-neck sweater lay on the back of the chair and her usually hidden breasts pushed hard against her black Hard Rock Cafe tank top. Sarah had been surprised when Paula pulled her sweater off a few hours before to discover her curvy but beautiful body. The narrow waste and hourglass hips and breasts usually lay hidden under a sweater or baggy t-shirt.

Paula really had no interest in sex, and Sarah knew that she dressed the way she did to make sure that no one took an interest in her in that way either. Where Sarah had lost her virginity at fourteen and had a steady stream of both older guys and girls, Paula had never bothered. She explained once that it was a practical matter more than a moral one.

The two girls were heavily involved in Wicca, the art of white magic that had become so popular recently. They were disgusted that what they regarded as their religion was viewed as a fad by so many others. As soon as Sarah's mother left the two girls had some rituals planned as an expression of their faith.

Meanwhile, and not surpirisingly, Sarah was having a daydream in which she was sucking Paula's large, pink nipples while her friend lay back in the floor gasping. Paula's long fingers tangled in Sarah's hair as her fingers raced down her rib cage toward

"Finally, they're gone," Paula muttered, gathering her thick brown hair and tying it back. She had a paranoia about the candles.

Sarah cleared her throat. "Yeah." She began to set out candles and Paula rummaged through her bag for the crystal she had bought especially for today.

There was a knock on the door and Sarah's boyfriend-of-the-month Shane came in.

"Howdy," he said, grinning wickedly. "I got one of my stepdad's videos... Oh, hi, Paula," he said, his face now dropping.

"I'm going to guess that's not a nature documentary," Paula said dryly.

"Depends on your definition," Shane said, and Sarah laughed loudly. Paula hated how her friend turned into an idiot around guys.

"Whatever," Paula said, grabbing her sweater and pulling it on. "I'm leaving, since Sarah apparently doesn't take our Holy Days seriously."

"Wait!" Sarah said. "Why don't you stay here and watch it with us?" she suggested, crossing her fingers.

"What, it isn't bad enough I have to hear about you two, now I have to actually sit here with a disgusting video on and watch you fuck?"

"You'd feel better, Paula, if you just let some guy have a swing at you." Shane stared lewdly at Paula's crotch. He knew that she'd never been with anyone. He had lots of experience but he'd never had the chance to deflower a girl. He wondered what Sarah would say.

"Yeah, Shane, take me right now on Mrs. Barry's two-thousand dollar couch," she half-joked while she zipped her backpack.

"Okay." He grinned.

"What? God, Shane, be serious once in a while." Paula shook her head.

"No, seriously. If it's okay with Sarah I'll fuck you right now. Come on. Why not?" Shane was getting into the idea now. He looked at Sarah, and found that her nipples were erect and sticking out through her thin shirt. She just nodded her head.

"You wouldn't want me, Shane," Paula said, staring embarrassed at the floor. "Now I will leave you to your mutual entertainment."

Her words were cut off as Shane pushed her down into the couch cushion and hotly kissed her. He quickly rubbed his bare knee against her jeans-covered pussy mound.

The hot friction against her already swollen clit and cunt lips made her moan out loud. The last coherent part of her mind tried to pull away, but he held her down as he savagely squeezed her tit. He was annoyed at the multiple layers of fabric covering her body and jerked her upright. Her sweater was quickly pulled back off and crumpled onto the floor. Next was the ridiculously expensive tank top with the tiny leopard print straps. Underneath was a plain white satin bra, and anyone who knew Paula wouldn't have been surprised by her choice of lingerie. He pulled it roughly off, the hooks leaving burning scratches on her shoulders.

He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth. He suckled it noisily until it took on a pebbled texture and grew stiff within his mouth. He continued to rub the moistened nipple with his fingertips as he bit and nibbled on the other. He was trying to be slow with the virgin girl under him, but his nature was rough. He laid her back down and pulled her jeans and matching satin panties off in one motion. He didn't bother with her socks, becausethey weren't in his way.

Immediately the room smelled like Paula, her individual scent that every woman has. Shane's cock finished hardening in an instant. He stroked her outer lips, rubbing her pussy juice into the sesitive skin until the folds blossomed out. His fingers reached a little further and found the pool of hot juice seeping from inside her. He pulled it up and rubbed it on her swollen, hard clit. It grew longer, brushing his face as he licked at her right thigh.

He was not really in the mood to continue with the seduction routine. He just wanted to get her ready so he could take her. He stood and ordered Sarah over to the couch.

"Lick her, suck her, get her ready for me, but don't you dare let her come." He swatted Sarah lighty on the ass as she settled herself on the end of the couch.

As Shane undressed, Sarah pushed a long finger deep into her friend's virgin pussy and felt the hot, tight velvet walls. Shane was going to love this, she realized, as Sarah no longer had the tiny twat she once had. Every few seconds Sarah would run her tongue quickly up to Paula's tiny nub. She got a second finger, then a third inside Paula. The way Paula rocked her hips up to meet Sarah's hand was delightful, as were her soft moans.

"That's enough," Shane said. He grabbed Sarah literally by her tits and gave them a rough squeeze as he pulled her away from the juicy cunt of their friend. He took his place on the couch and glanced at Sarah, who was sitting back against the stone wall. Her face was covered in Paula's fluids, and she sat back to masturbate as Shawn and Paula fucked.

As Sarah gently rubbed her clit and struggled to stay silent, Shane rammed all four fingers of his right hand into Paula in one movement. Paula's sweet cry of pain and surprise echoed in the silent basement. He withdrew his hand and lined his thick cock up with her leaking slit. With one quick thrust he was in her up to his balls. She gasped in pain and the corners of her eyes leaked as she tried to pull away.

He held her shoulders down and pulled himself out of her. He quickly pushed back in, and she let out another grunt of pain. He did a few more of these quick hard thrusts, and eventually Paula's bloody pussy was stretched enough that the movements were bearable. That was when she finally realized that she could feel his head deep within her. Every nerve inside her tunnel was screaming with the sweet pain and pleasure of the huge cock chugging in and out of their sloppy depths.

Shane pushed roughly in and out of her, his teeth never leaving her hard nipple. They raked across the top, causing an equisitely blinding pain.

Feeling himself coming close, Shane reached down and quickly rolled Paula's clit between his thumb and finger. Her hips bounced off the couch to meet his, and her already tight walls contracted even more around his dick as she climaxed. She moaned softly as her juices flowed around his cock and dribbled onto the couch. The sight of her coming proved too much for him as well, and he grabbed her hips to hold her still as he buried himeself in her up to the hilt. When he was as deep as he could go he came, filling her with his thick cum. It leaked out the cracks between his still stiff rod and her spasming pussy. He pulled out of her and left her gasping on the couch.

He sank to the floor beside the couch and waited for Sarah to crawl over like the whore she was. She kneeled before him, carefully taking his spent dick into her mouth, licking it clean. As she did so, delighting in the mixed tastes of her boyfriend's salty cum and her friend's sweet pussy juice, he frigged her clit for just a few seconds to finish off the job she had started with her nimble fingers. She clung to his damn chest as her cunt spasmed deliciously.

All three were sprawled in various positions in the basement when the phone rang. It was Shane and Sarah's friend Kyle, wanting to know if they had any interest in a hot tub party at his house that night. He was surprised that they wanted to bring that prude Paula along, but he didn't argue. Kyle always had wondered what she looked like in a bathing suit, or even less.