My Sexual Enlightenment.

PART SIXTEEN

Without letting go of my penis, Olivia leaned over me, brushing my chest with her nipples as she did so, and put her mouth near my ear. "Were you dreaming of me, sweetheart?", she whispered, and I whispered back, somewhat evasively and ambiguously, "Are you a mind-reader, Ollie?" You might think that a bit deceitful, but when the most gorgeous female you've ever met is hovering over you, toying with your manhood while permitting your hands to roam freely over her incredible body and explore her intimately, I think you could be excused for telling her what you thought she wanted to hear! Sometimes it just feels right! "Well I hope you've already realised I'm even better in real life, sweetie!", she breathed huskily, and played gently with my cock which was ultra-sensitive following my very recent orgasm!

I twitched uncontrollably at her ministrations, and felt myself hardening deliciously again, although I'd barely relaxed from before! (When I look back at the virtually continuous sex with Yan the night before Olivia and Charmane arrived, my two orgasms close together with Olivia, repeated later with Charmane, and then Olivia keeping me going at the poolside, I realise what a sex machine I was in my fifteenth year! I know I couldn't perform like that nowadays, even if the opportunity were to present itself!)

I became aware that Yan and Charmane were now standing over us - "Is he alright, Ollie?", asked Yan, just a little anxiously, I thought. "Of course he is", replied Olivia, "he's as fit as a fiddle!" "It was a fit that I thought he was having!" said Charmane, drily, dropping to her knees on the other side of me from Olivia! "Oh, good grief, Shar", said Yan, "don't joke about such things! Look, I'm going inside to make some tea - I think I've had enough sun for today. Don't you three overdo it either - and it's the sun I'm talking about! Play nicely, won't you!" And with that she went off round the bushes in the direction of the house.

Charmane seemed to take this as a signal for her to join in with Olivia's caresses of my "captive", but very receptive body, their hands wandering at will over my hot skin, taking it in turns to wank me or fondle my balls, or simply stroke anywhere and everywhere! Their gleeful faces hovered over mine as their hands did their damage, and I could only respond with a hand on and in each of the pussies that their positions presented to me. I gasped through my rising ecstasy, "Don't get me wrong, but I thought it would be Yan's turn next!", and Olivia laughed, and explained, "Yan has handed you over to Shar and me for now - after all, she's got you to herself when we've gone, so abandon hope, for the moment you belong to us!"

Then I lost touch with which of them was doing what to me at any instant - my flesh was burning, my muscles were quivering, my heart was pounding, I was gasping for air even when one or the other wasn't thrusting a tongue or a nipple into my mouth. In my growing ecstatic delirium it seemed I was being tossed off by a gorgeous two-headed octopus! They were giggling together like a couple of loonies as they drove my body to distraction! I was decerebrated - I think I lost the ability to speak, uttering meaningless gargling sounds as I hovered desperately on the brink of that orgasmic precipice that beckoned so invitingly yet for so long seemed impossible to attain! And whose sweet hand it actually was that delivered the coup de grace I will never know - those two glorious creatures combined to draw my very life-force down to the focus between my legs, and a stargate opened momentarily into the centre of a sun somewhere, blasting me into ecstatic sensory overload while my body jerked and twitched and bucked and heaved as I was milked of my essence, stroke ... by ... slow ... exquisite ... spasm-inducing ... stroke! My cry of release sounded like a low-flying aircraft!

I hugged them both wordlessly - in those circumstances they don't need telling you've enjoyed yourself! We lay there for a while, in tri-partite embrace - I in post-orgasmic bliss - they presumably in the satisfaction of a job well done! Olivia ultimately broke the spell, suggesting we went and got some tea back at the house? We staggered upright, collected the towels, and wandered slowly back!

To be continued ....................

 

I regret that I've neglected to complete this tale, simply because it's such hard work finding and placing the words! However, it's been good fun too, recollecting these formative exploits that have helped shape me into the man that I am, and I don't like leaving it dangling loosely! I may one day find the time also to do justice to Charmane and Olivia who remained part of my life off and on for some years to come, but I feel I owe it to Yan to at least complete her chapter in a proper fashion! So, I'm skipping the torrid remainder of my time at Yan's - some 24-36 hours of exploring the opportunities and pleasures that three willing ladies can provide for a growing lad - and jumping straight to the denouement that unexpectedly was just around the corner!

The end came so quickly, when she announced at the start of her next visit that she and my uncle had to move back to Hong Kong with his job, and she would not be coming any more after this last stay of about a fortnight!

My parents were quite upset, but I was devastated! Devastated! My world was collapsing and there was nothing I could do about it. Over the following days we had some quite long talks in which she explained that our relationship could not have gone any further - something else would have brought it to an end, if not her departure abroad, and this was perhaps the optimum solution. She promised to leave me in contact with Olivia and Charmane, although at the time there appeared to be little chance of that developing further. She also reassured me that nobody could take away our memories, and she would cherish hers as she hoped I would mine. Etc., etc., etc., and none of it could lift my gloom and despair. Even her attempts to interest me in sex were sad, emotional affairs that didn't raise my spirits.

In the second and final week, about two or three days before she was due to leave for the last time, she appeared in my room after the house had quietened, and asked me to come with her into her room. When I got in, she embraced me, somewhat tearfully, and removed my pyjamas and then hers, so we were both naked together. She then stepped back and posed, with her legs astride and her hands above her head, beautiful and naked, as if presenting her slim tight body to me for the first time, and she announced, "We do sex, and it's been good!"

"But tonight we make love!" She then led me to her bed.

The memory of that night is locked up in my mind for only me to treasure. I share it only with Yan, wherever she may be.