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At Grace's question, the answer came to me surprisingly quickly. Yeah, I had just realized I still had a crush on Grace herself, but... It turned out the same applied to the two other girls. Cute, sexy and all over me? How could I not? But when asked who I wanted first, the answer was clearly Milana. She knew me before introductions, she was the first one to speak to me, the first one to kiss me, the first one to give me a blowjob, and on top of all that, she was a virgin, just like me.
I swallowed my nerves and answered. "Milana? W-Would you... like to?"
Her eyes lit up. She stood up and, in front of me, stripped from every article of clothing she had on. I saw her fair, pure white skin, her perfect curves, and her beautiful and plentiful bosom. She fixed her hair and got close to me, her nose almost touching mine.
"Call me Mila, okay?"
I put my hands on her slim waist, enjoying how soft her skin was and pulled her to me. "Mila," I muttered before kissing her pink lips once more.
"Oliver," she whispered my name back, and it's hard to describe the feeling of elation that gave me. She slid her tongue inside my mouth and we moaned into each other.
"Oh? So you're the kind of guy who can kiss a woman after she's swallowed cum?" Sarah asked. "Not bad."
I honestly hadn't even considered it. My only thought was that I wanted to kiss Milana, I mean, Mila again.
"Alright, mister, let's get you out of those clothes," Grace said, breaking my kiss with Mila as she pulled up my shirt. The Russian girl worked on getting me off my pants while Sarah greedily kissed my now bare chest.
"Seriously, how did I not notice you were in our class?" the blonde asked. "These broad shoulders, these toned arms, this slim waist, these nicely defined abs. Urgh, you're just my type!"
I swallowed a grimace and pushed my hypocritical thoughts aside. It didn't matter that she was only paying attention to me now that I had suddenly become fit. I liked her because she was hot, too, so I didn't have room to speak.
"Always the superficial one, aren't you?" Grace sighed. "For me, I think I'm enjoying more and more how quiet he is." She traced her finger along my jawline. "Makes every word all the more special."
Hearing all that was both incredibly uplifting and every bit as embarrassing, but I was getting tired of the teasing. Every fiber of my being asked me to take Mila, who had already silently laid on the bed. It pained me, but I turned away from Sarah and Grace to approach Mila.
I swallowed as I got on in front of her, watching her slowly spreading her legs. Her crotch was a waterfall dripping on the bed. Her pussy was of a pretty pink color and completely hairless.
"It really is my first time, so be gentle with that thing," she told me. I nodded firmly.
"Actually, stop. We're gonna have a problem..." Graced noticed. "Sarah and I are on the pill, so there's little issue there, but..." Only as she moved her hand did I notice the condom. "We brought a couple of condoms, but I don't think they're gonna fit."
"It'll be fine so long as he pulls out, right?" Sarah shrugged. "Mila just got a load out of him. He should last a bit."
Mila swallowed nervously. "Do you think you can pull out?"
Considering it had taken me a while to come despite the insane stimulation I'd been under, I was confident I would be able to. "Yes, I promise," I told her.
She smiled and took her fingers down to her pussy. She spread her lower lips, indicating precisely where I was supposed to put it in. With my heart beating loud enough for me to hear it in my ears, I pushed in carefully. The head of my cock went in, and I was already feeling the intense heat enveloping me.
"Remember to tell him when it hurts," Grace told Mila, sitting close by. "And you, remember to stop if she says so."
I nodded again and continued pushing inch by inch. Mila had her eyes glued to our hips, watching as her pussy took me inside. I kept going forward, expecting her to stop me at any moment.
"Ugh!" She flinched and put a hand on my thigh. I stopped to let her breathe, but surprisingly, Mila grinned. "You two totally lied to me," she said. "It hurt, but it wasn't nearly as bad as you said."
"Tsk. Lucky," Sarah said.
"You can keep going, Oliver," Mila said.
I did so, and more and more of her engulfed me. It was hot, wet and incredibly tight. I felt my every muscle burning with pleasure, my mind going blank for a moment. I wasn't completely in, and I didn't dare to go any further, but even so, I felt a sense of ecstasy that masturbation just couldn't imitate.
"Oh God...! Oh I feel so full!" Mila groaned in pleasure.
"And it's not even all in," Sarah said, licking her lips.
"You can move, Oliver," Mila allowed me.
I leaned down close to her, my forehead pressed against hers, propping myself on my elbows. I stared into her eyes as she did into mine. I gently groped one of her breasts with one hand as I caressed her cheek with the other. My hips started moving, her walls coiled around me. Her moans were soft and erotic, her doll face adorned with a blush. I can't describe how much it all filled me with joy. There was carnal pleasure, of course, but more than that it was the contact I always craved. Mila and I were connected, enjoying and sharing pleasure. I knew for certain she was as excited as I was. We only stopped looking at each other when she pulled me into a kiss by the back of my neck.
Sarah and Grace watched on, now silent.
"Oliver...! Mmm! Haah! I'm gonna come already...!" Mila moaned. "You're gonna make me come...! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"
I kept moving my hips, my cock only going halfway inside her. I could feel myself rising to my own climax, but I wanted to give Mila hers, first. I pinched her nipples as we made out and she finally came. She shook below me, holding me tightly against her. Her eyes were lost in the pleasure, barely able to focus on looking at me directly. Her post-orgasmic smile was gorgeous.
I was about to pull out, but she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Mila...!" I said, wanting to urge her to let me go.
"Use me to come," she whispered. "You promised to pull out, but please use me to come," she urged. Hesitantly, I nodded. I kept thrusting my hips, this time faster. Mila kept moaning into my ear, whispering repeatedly. "Come, come, come! FUCK, I'm coming again!"
Mila's body was rocked by a second and even a third orgasm before I started feeling myself close to coming. I pulled out of Mila and shot my second load on her taut stomach. She let out a soft, content sigh and smiled.
"It was my first time but I still came so hard. Three times, too." she giggled tiredly. "I don't think that's normal."
"Definitely not," Sarah assured, looking at my still hard cock.