Practicing With Childhood Friends - 1

Thursday

I crossed eyes with Rob, then with Emilie and then with Veerle. It seemed for a moment that Veerle wanted to say something, but then restrained herself.

Which was most important for good sex

Mrs. Engelen had asked. Another awkward silence during this mandatory sex education day that all sixth years had to attend. Although at least half the class

active

apparently the outdated curriculum had still not evolved with it. When no one answered in the end, Mrs. Engelen gave the answer herself:

Good communication and a lot of practice. Every time you share the sheets with someone you will notice that each person reacts differently to that touch, to a difference in pressure, to the place where you kiss. It is therefore important that you pay sufficient attention to your partner's reactions

. Although I could see it all in front of me, I couldn't speak to this. My three friends and I were in the less active 50%, not that that was a big deal but as a hormonal 17, almost 18 year old I wouldn't have a problem with what

excercise

.

That evening the four of us were in the basement at Emilie's house. We used to hang out here often. Emilie lived in the beautiful house just outside the core of our village. Her father was a bigwig in some international company and her mother was CEO of another company. Both were often away for work, which meant that Emilie was often home alone for a few days, and we could do our own thing. Although not necessarily cozy, the basement had everything a teenager needed: a good couch, table football, a large TV and a fridge with soft drinks and beer. We all came here after school. Me and the three others sitting around the coffee table had known each other since elementary school. Although Emilie is in the lake

popular

group had ended up and we didn't talk to each other too often at school, we could talk about everything in our clothes.

After small talk, there was a small silence. I looked around the room: Rob who was sitting across from me in a one-seater was slumped and throwing a small orange ball up and down. His Nirvana T-shirt had slid down a bit, barely showing his navel. He was a little taller than me but a little less muscular. His curly hair was just a little too long, making it look a little neglected. This happened often, he always put off going to the hairdresser just too long. My eyes slid further over Emilie. The 1.75m tall blonde sat with her legs drawn up to her breasts and had her hands folded around her knees. Although you couldn't see it now, she had a set of beautiful B-cup breasts hidden under that tight T-shirt. A fantasy I had about her a few days ago swirled into my mind: how she had stood completely naked in front of me when I opened the shower and I could let my eyes slide over her beautiful tight body. Over her beautiful breasts, whose nipples stood erect with excitement, over her tight stomach and down her long legs.

Um

I was pulled from further reliving my fantasy when Emilie cleared her throat and looked at me questioningly.

Veerle sat between Emilie and me, she was slightly shorter than Emilie and had auburn locks and her breasts were definitely a C cup, or maybe a D cup. Veerle looked like an oriental princess with her sun-tanned skin, her long hair and her dark brown, almond-shaped eyes. Moreover, she often still wore green colored lenses, which only added to this image. She got up to get some more beer cold and I was again struck by the shapely buttocks this young woman had. Because of the different cans of beer I had already drunk, my fantasy flowed just a bit smoother, so I quickly undressed her with my eyes.

So practice

Emily broke the silence.So yes….

I confirmed.

The topic was briefly avoided again because Veerle turned on the TV to follow some empty-headed serial.

Later that evening Rob was still stretched out in his seat, Emilie was stretched out on the floor between the coffee table and the three-seater, in which Veerle was lying on her stomach.

Boys

exclaimed Veerle, softening what followed

I think we should practice together

.

How, what?

Rob managed to release, clearly also back from his fantasy world.

That we have sex with each other

clarified Veerle,

Just friendly, for fun and that we can give each other feedback. Isn't that the best way to learn? I want to be pretty good at sex if I find the right one

.

I think that is a good idea

it sounded from under the coffee table where Emilie lay.

Since we were all a bit tipsy, there was some further laughter and slithering but apart from sharing a few sexual fantasies, not too much happened. When the three of us finally left, we laughed that tomorrow, we would all have sex. That night I didn't sleep too much, my thoughts were dominated by fantasies in which Emilie, I and Veerle lay naked together.

Friday

Although I didn't expect too much from the evening, I had showered and put on a nice pair of boxers just to be on the safe side. I grabbed my bike from the garage and quickly cycled to Emilie's house. Judging by the absence of the other bikes, I was the first. I went in through the old, red back door, which immediately led me to the basement. On the coffee table was a bowl of condoms. Emilie who just walked past the inner door into the room smiled:

Safety above all, eh, Tom. Friends don't have a baby together

. I swallowed, although I had had the craziest fantasies about this evening, everything became very real now. Apparently Emilie still fully supported our drunken choice.

All snatched from the jar that was in the organic classroom after sex education

.

Not much later Veerle also darted in. When her eyes fell on the bowl, she gave Emilie a nudge:

You are exactly ready for it!After Rob also arrived, we all sat down in the seat. It was clear that Emilie didn't want to end up in an awkward silence, so after we all had a drink she came and sat on the back of my chair. To loosen things up, she suggested playing a version of strip poker. Although I'm normally pretty good at these kinds of games, I wasn't very lucky that day, so I lost my first pieces of clothing pretty quickly.

I'm not here for that

cried Rob, laughing. Not much later, Veerle lost her first piece of clothing. I watched with excitement as she slowly undid her white camisole, button by button. It was as if she was aware that the slower she did this, the more aroused I became. Each undone button showed just a little more of her beautifully shaped breasts. Her large bosom was wrapped in a lace burgundy bra. The cups didn't fit perfectly and the space between her breasts and the burgundy fabric varied with her breathing. The necklace with a red stone on it had nestled itself between her beautiful curves. Throwing her shirt behind the seat, Emilie took the cards from the pile and dealt another round, which she then lost.

I won't make such a show of it

she said, quickly pulling her T-shirt over her head. She was wearing a neutral white bra with quite a bit of see-through fabric. Although you couldn't see her nipples, you could see that her breasts had a beautiful natural shape that didn't need a bra for support.

After this, Rob lost his T-shirt, shoes and pants. I noticed that lately he had just started exercising again. His abs just popped out better than the last time I'd seen him in the pool. Rob was stretched out in his boxers while the 2 girls watched him. While he visibly enjoyed this, Emilie lost the next game. Since she only had her panties and bra on at the time, she chose to take off her bra. This was without a doubt the moment I had been waiting for. My cock had been hard for a long time, but as Emilie moved her hands behind her back to untie the lock, I felt the stick pounding in my boxers. When her bra fell off, she quickly covered her breasts with her hands.

Faint!

cried Veerle

Out is out, everyone, and certainly those two gentlemen here have been waiting for this moment all evening!

She was certainly right.

Hesitantly, Emilie lowered her hands and I looked at her body, drooling. I made eye contact with her but couldn't bring myself to keep it. My eyes wandered and tried to take in as much of this beautiful scene as possible. As I felt how she continued to look at me I lost myself in her breasts rising and falling with every breath. Without thinking I had brought my hand to my penis and started to knead it. Veer laughed:

Thom, has it all been long enough for you? Here's some more to fantasize about

Veerle also unclipped her bra with a handy movement, causing her full breasts to fall down. This was indeed a huge incentive. Her breasts still swayed in their newfound freedom.

Come on guys, leave something to us!

cried Emilie, looking at me. Spurred on by the enthusiasm of the ladies, I pulled down my boxers to allow my young man his freedom. Proudly it jumped up. Rob also pulled down his shorts.

Veerle got up, sat down in front of me on the coffee table and placed her soft, small hands on my penis. Gently she kneaded my balls while looking deep into my eyes. Small smile lines appeared around her green eyes as she squeezed a little harder and I let out a sigh of surprise. Then she turned her attention to my cock and got down on her knees between my legs. Without notice, my cock head disappeared into her mouth. What a wonderful feeling! When I recovered from this evolution I took hold of her hair to guide her in pace. Not that she needed it, everything felt fantastic and stimulating, the movements of her tongue around my cock head, her right hand moving up and down with her mouth, her left hand that hadn't stopped massaging my balls and the soft pressure of her breasts against my legs. When I looked over her shoulder I saw that Emilie's head also went up and down between Rob's legs. When I was almost at my peak I pulled Veerle off my cock. The young brunette looked at me disappointed.

Peace….

I managed to get out, I tried to ignore the fact that she was still kneading my balls and it took all my effort not to come spontaneously. Veerle pouted and shrugged.

Okay then….

she said with a hint of resignation. She put a hand on each of my legs and pushed herself up. The stunning woman came with her face close to mine and looked at me with her green eyes.

You have to know yourself

She smiled teasingly and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. She turned around so I could see her beautiful buttocks. These bobbed up and down as she walked over to Emilie and Rob. She stood next to Rob and first played with his curly brown hair. Her finger slid down his chest and down to his cock, where she took a good, firm grip.

Emilie took a rest while Veerle pulled off Rob at a high pace. The blonde looked over her shoulder to see why Veerle had come to disrupt her game with Rob. Veerle dropped to her knees and came to sit on Rob's penis. She whispered something in Emilie's ear that made the latter giggle. While I was still blowing my breath, the tall blonde came over to me. They sat on my lap, crushing my cock against her lower legs.

Is it already too much for you Tom?

she whispered in my ear. I felt her lips gently touch my ear.

Just spreading my energy

I sighed. Emilie moved so that she sat with her breasts turned towards me and her legs over mine. Her pussy was just next to my cock and was already visibly gleaming with pre-cum. With her right hand she had taken hold of the headrest of the seat and with her left hand she had begun to caress herself. Her nipples were hard and protruding, her breathing was faster than usual.

But Tom

she said with a pout

I've been looking for you all night

.

The glint in her azure eyes showed she was teasing me. Not wanting to disappoint her, I slumped further into the seat so that I was almost sprawled. Emilie lost her balance due to this sudden movement and came to lie flat on top of me. She laughed and kissed me on the mouth. I felt her skin and nipples against my chest. My abdomen became moist from her wet pussy. I moved my hips up and touched her pussy lips with my head. She sighed

I can not wait any longer

and she sat up, grabbed my penis and sank down on it. Both she and I groaned. I started pumping. Each thrust Emilie slumped closer to me. Emilie put her two hands on my chest and started to move her hips. All my fantasies over the years have been shattered by this experience. I used my two hands to knead her breasts. I took each of her nipples between my fingers and tugged gently. Emilie and I found a rhythm fairly quickly that stimulated both she and I. Emilie got wetter and wetter and I found it harder and harder to postpone my climax. The blonde's blue eyes looked at me as she moaned

Almost Tom, almost

. I quickly tried to divert my attention because my cock was about to explode. Veerle was stretched out on the sofa with Rob next to it, the two of them still panting from their adventure. Those two had acted rather roughly because all the cans as well as the bowl of condoms were on the floor.

While I was counting the condoms I felt Emilie shock all over her body. The inside of her vagina contracted, which was the ultimate trigger for me to let my cum shoot. While Emilie was not yet recovered, I also came shockingly. Emilie dropped onto my chest. We both breathed heavily and in sync. I stroked her back, kissed her on the cheek. When we had calmed down a bit, Emilie got off me and sat back on my armrest.

We need to do this more

she winked.