A Hidden Life

The Vixens

During high school, I got the chance to meet The Vixens, a group of rich girls living at Zona Residencial. They were Ana, Maria, Camille, Chloe, and Irene. 

As our friendship grew, I've learned that Ana and Maria were known to have experiences with boys. Camille, Chloe and Irene admitted that they already had a s****l experience once. So I was the only virgin in the group then. 

One Friday night, we decided to have a sleepover in Ana's house. I had to ask permission from my father. Ana's parents were out of the country and she decided to have us as her only guests. 

We kept on telling stories about boys. Then Maria showed us a pornographic movie she found in their home. 

I gasped while watching for I couldn't imagine myself doing that. 

But Ana told us to touch our bodies so we could appreciate how it feels to have s*x. Together, we m*********d inside her room while watching a s*x video.

Since then, I longed to touch my body, as if I was addicted to it. I wished that someday, a man would enter me like what I saw on that video.

One time, Maria organized a swimming party at their home in the Zona. She asked Ana to invite Neil (Ana's boyfriend) and some of his friends. So we were six couples then: Anna and Neil, Maria and Gary, Chloe and Richard, Camille and Mark, Irene and David, and Francis and me. 

The swimming party was fun and we were literally wet and wild. The night did not pass without getting drunk and having s*x. 

Francis and I remained in the pool after Richard and Chloe got out and went somewhere. I was in the corner taking a rest after swimming a lap. Francis came nearer and cornered me. 

I looked at him. "What is it?" I asked.

He pushed himself against me until our bodies were too close. He wrapped his arm around me while his other hand was on my shoulder.

"Relax," he said. "Let's enjoy this evening."

The hand on my shoulder slid down to trace the contour of my body and stopped at my private part down there under water. I felt his fingers probed and moved my bathing suit to the side exposing the slit I've been keeping intact.

"Francis, don't," I said.

"Is it your first time?" he asked. 

I nodded.

"Then let me teach you something," he whispered.

His middle finger outlined the slit and took some time to stroke something hidden on top of it. I felt a tingling sensation that I liked and started to crave for it. He told me to open my mouth and I followed but couldn't help to utter a moan.

"Liked it?" he asked.

I couldn't answer properly. All I uttered was "Hmm." 

"Let's look for a better place, come on," he said as he started to go out of the pool.

I went out of the pool, took my towel and followed him. He led me to a small vacant room he found open and as we entered it, he locked the door. 

I was standing near the door, my back facing the wall. So he pushed me against it and continued what he had been doing in the pool. This time, while his hand is stroking my slit down there, his other hand managed to pull the strap of my bathing suit down, exposing my breasts. He cupped it with his hand and started sucking my n****e. I held on to his shoulders as I tried to breathe properly from my mouth.

Unable to take it any longer, he removed my bathing suit and carried me to the bed. As I lay down, he asked me to open my legs wide. He kissed me down there and as I remembered the s*x videos we watched before, I just have to lay still and enjoy the pleasure of being kissed. I could feel his tongue probing, licking, and trying to enter me. Then I felt his mouth suck my c******s which made my body arch in pleasure. I held his head as if I was pleading for him not to stop.

What I couldn't take at first was the blow job. Although Francis understood that it was my first s****l intercourse, he was patient to teach me the procedure.

"Think of it as licking a lollipop," he said.

I followed what he said as he held my head. I heard him moan in pleasure as I prevent myself from gagging.

"Take it easy," he said. "You'll get used to it."

And as I held his c**k, I tried to take note how a long, erect, circumsized p***s looked like. And by the time we were both comfortable with our nakedness and foreplay, he asked me to put my legs up as he tried to enter his p***s inside me.

"Ahh!" I shouted in pain.

"Shh," he whispered. "Don't moan too loud. We must not call their attention."

I nodded as I bore the pain and the sensual pleasure the act brought me. My moans sounded like cries of pain and pleasure combined. I saw Francis smiling every time I twitched or felt that uncontrollable sensation.

"You came," he said. 

"What?" I asked.

"Have you felt something?" he asked. 

"Yes," I said. "It felt good somehow."

He smiled as he continued f*****g me until we both climaxed and came.