Her First Orgasm

"Happy Birthday,"

"Where are we going?"

"Nowhere."

"You told me to wear my sexiest underwear. I'm not wasting that on staying in."

"You'll want to stay in for your present."

"What is it?"

Evie's older sister got up and walked to her bedroom door. She "do-do"ed a trumpet fanfare and opened the door.

Evie's brother in law stood in the doorway wearing tiny red underwear and an oversized bow and ribbon and nothing else.

"Regifting me your husband?" Evie asked.

"Just for one night. You said you'd never orgasmed with a man. That changes tonight."

"That was in confidence."

"I don't keep secrets from him. Anyway, when he's out to please, he gets me there every time. And tonight, he's out to please you."

Evie took her brother inlaw's hand and led him into the bedroom.

They stood looking at the bed. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Evie asked, "I'll tell your wife you got me there if this is awkward for you."

"No, I'm fine. I love my wife, and she wants this for you. But if you don't want to do this, that's OK."

"I was hoping to get some tonight, and this just makes it easier."

"And it won't be weird for you?"

"Don't worry, you won't be the first of her lovers I've been with."

"Let's not go there. How are we going to do this?"

"I guess I should unwrap my present first."

Evie looked her gift over.

His stomach wasn't as flat as before he was married and had visited her parent's home and swam in the pool. Was her sister overfeeding him, or had he given up looking after himself now he'd landed pussy-on-tap? Still, it wasn't unsightly. She'd fucked worse.

She pulled at the bow and undid the ribbon, leaving it to fall on the fall.

The bulge in his underwear made her think he would have been disappointed if he turned her down.

She motioned for him to turn around. As she suspected, he was wearing g-string underwear. Was that something he had had already, or did they buy it for tonight? She'd checked this ass out when he'd bent over before, and she was glad seeing in the flesh didn't disappoint. She gave it a playful slap.

Her thumbs went into the waistband of the g-string and slid it down his legs. She was now level with his ass. She gave the cheek she'd slapped a quick kiss.

"Get in the bed," she ordered, turning and facing away from him. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it and her skirt off. She almost acted on autopilot and her bra around, so the clasp was at the front, but she didn't think that was sexy so she reached around behind her and undid it. She wondered if the extra fumbling was more or less sexy. All that was left was her lacy black thong.

She bought her forearms up in front of her breasts and turned around.

He was on the other side of the bed under the sheet. She lifted it from her side, showing her her sister's husband's penis for the first time. It was long and thin (not her preference) with just a hint of veins.

She sat on the bed. Now, he'd be looking at her ass. She knew it was better than her sister's, but decided not to see if he'd admit it. She slipped off her panties and slipped under the covers.

They rolled over to face each other. They looked at each other's lips and then looked each other in the eyes and smiled. With what they were about to do, why did kissing on the lips seem inappropriate?

He leant forward and nippled on her neck, then kissed his way down her chest, visiting each breast in turn on the way. His tongue flicked into her naval before it found its way to her opening. His tongue explored her, never quite finding her clit but coming tantalisingly close time and time again. Finally, she moaned, as she did his tongue found the little nub.

After some time, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and his mouth began working its way back up her body, leaving his hand down there to continue to rub her softest parts.

When he reached her neck again, she felt the tip of his cock find her cunt. He gently used it to probe the area. She wanted to scream at him to push it into her, but she didn't. After a few minutes, it slid in, then most of the way out, then in, a slow rhythm beginning. She was surprised to realize his hand was still down there, a thumb stimulating her clitoris while he fucked her.

He continued, faster and faster. He leant back, freeing her legs, she rolled over and knelt in front of him, leaning forward holding the headboard. He began fucking her from behind, harder and faster than before. She began to moan louder and louder. Her hands gripped the headboard tighter and tighter. Suddenly, a wave broke inside her. Followed by another and another. She felt her cunt grip him harder with each wave. Her hands slipped from the headboard, and she he flopped onto the bed.

Her sister's husband got out of the bed and entered the ensuite. As she basked in the afterglow she listened to him finishing himself off.

***

Evie finished the latte. "I tell you this in the strictest confidence," she said.

"Of course," said the woman across the table, "I'm your best friend. I'd never tell anyone your secrets."

"Well," Evie said, leaning forward so other diners couldn't hear, "I've never had an orgasm with a man before."

Her friend looked sympathetic, then brightened, "You know, my fiancee is really good in bed. I'll have to talk him into it, but I could maybe lend him to you. You know, for just one night.