“So I interrupted more than a deep throating competition by showing up?” I acknowledge, nodding with understanding. “Exactly!” she says. “You came home and…” “Look Folake, I get it,” I tell her. “I’m getting in the way of your plans. Hey, no problem, I can crash over at my guy’s house for the night and…
“That was what the sleepover and sex toy party was for,” she says as if I should be following her logic.
“We were going to help Ruth lose her virginity to that rubber dildo that was stuck to the table.” She laughs nervously, waiting for my reaction.
“So I interrupted more than a deep throating competition by showing up?” I acknowledge, nodding with understanding.
“Exactly!” she says. “You came home and…”
“Look Folake, I get it,” I tell her.
“I’m getting in the way of your plans. Hey, no problem, I can crash over at my guy’s house for the night and you guys can…” She interrupts me with a playful punch to my shoulder again.
“No, silly!” she laughs. “You’re not in the way at all. If you would let me finish.”
“Okay, just quit hitting me,” I joke.
“You came home and now, instead of the dildo, Ruth wants you to take her virginity!”
“What? Wait! No!” I stammer. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Neither has she,” she counters, mockingly.
“No… but… I mean… her first time?” This is incomprehensible. “What if I hurt her?”
“It’s going to hurt anyway.”
“I know but… her first time should be really special don’t you think?” I ask, wondering why I’m arguing about getting to be the first dick to slide into that tight flower-petal pussy.
“Mine wasn’t,” she tosses off and I’m not sure what to say.
“That’s not a conversation thread I want to follow,” I say, hesitant for where I do want to take this conversation.
“It will be special!” Folake insists. “You’re obviously an experienced lover and her best friends will be there.”
“What? We’re doing this in front of everyone?”
“Not everyone,” she says, rolling her eyes. “But we were going to be there to help her with the dildo why shouldn’t we be there with a real live dick?”
“Is that all I am in this, a live dick?” I ask with mock anger.
“Now you’re catching on,” she laughs.
“Seriously, Lenny, you’ll do it won’t you? You’re probably the first guy who’s ever appreciated her breasts. It meant a lot to her. It was very nice of you.”
“I wasn’t just being nice,” I explain. “I love her nipples.”
“She gets teased a lot for being flat chested,” Folake admits.
“Girls and guys can be so cruel,” she declares. I listen to her voice raise with passion.
“That’s crazy,” I admit.
“Her breast are awesome but we’re getting off topic.”
“I know, I just wanted you to see how important this is to Ruth, okay?”
“Sure,” I agree. Meanwhile my mind is reeling and my dick is swelling at the idea of a group sexual therapy to relieve Ruth her once in a lifetime gift. We’re almost home before either of us speaks again.
“So, you’ll do it?” Folake asks. I take a deep breath before I answer.
“Two conditions,” I say, holding up two fingers for emphasis.
“First, I want to talk to Ruth alone to get assurances that she’s not doing this out of peer pressure.”
“Deal, what’s the other one,” Folake says, excited that I’ve agreed and apparently willing to agree to anything.
“No pressure!” I say a little more forcefully than I meant to.
“Ruth can back out anytime, before or during, without a hint of persuasion, disappointment or pressure from any of you.” Folake smiles as we drove into my parent’s gate.
“I knew she picked the right guy for this,” she says, leaning over to kiss my cheek. “Thank you! We agree to all your demands. I’ll talk to Nkechi and Sandra while you’re talking to Ruth.”
Just before we get out of the car she adds,
“Now can we go deflower a virgin?” I laugh in spite of, or maybe because of my nervousness.
“How did it go?” Nkechi asks when we walk in with my stuff.
“He agreed!” Folake says, looking at Ruth who is grinning ear to ear.
“There are a few more boxes in the car,” I announce.
“I have to save my strength so you girls better get them,” I laugh. The girls take the boxes into my bedroom and then gather in the living room anxious for the fun to begin.
“I found these in one of the boxes,” Nkechi says, holding up a box of condoms. “I figured we need them.”
“Before we do anything,” Folake takes charge as usual.
“Lenny wants to talk to Ruth alone. Why don’t you use your bedroom, Lenny?” I leave with Ruth as I hear Folake start her conversation with her other two friends.
When we get to my bedroom I invite her to sit on my bed and I sit next to her. She breaks the ice before I have a chance to figure out what I’m going to say.
“Thank you for doing this, Lenny,” she says.
“I’m kind of nervous but not because of you.”
“I’m a little nervous myself, Ruth,” I assure her. “I’ve never done this before,” I say, prompting a confused expression from her. “Never fucked a virgin,” I clarify, if somewhat crudely.
“Oh,” she giggles. “I thought you meant… Never mind,” she laughs nervously. I take her hands in mine and turn her towards me.
“Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?” I ask, looking into her wide innocent eyes. I’ve known this girl her whole life. “This is a big decision, not something you should jump into without a lot of thought.”
“Don’t you want to do it?” she asks quietly. “I mean I understand if Folake is pressuring you into fucking her flat chested friend,” she starts to get up. “It’s okay, you really don’t have to…”
“Ruth!” I interrupt her and pull her back towards me.
“My dick is rock hard thinking about sliding into your tight, virgin pussy. You are extremely desirable… please don’t humiliate yourself like that. I told you how much I love your nipples, and if we do this, you’ll see exactly what I mean. I just want to make sure your friends aren’t pressuring you into doing something you’ll regret.”
“It was my idea!” she responds decisively.
“Honestly, they didn’t even think of it. Sandra and Nkechi were too anxious to fuck you themselves and Folake… well, Folake’s your niece,” she says matter-of-factly.
“I promise I will have no regrets!” she says, crossing her chest with her fingers.
“Then I’m in…” I say, laughing at the unintended pun. “Well, not yet, but I will be.”
“Thank you, Lenny,” she says throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me hard on the mouth. I slip my tongue between her lips and we start trading saliva as our tongues entwine.
“You guys aren’t starting without us, are you?” Sandra calls down the corridor. We break the kiss and I look Ruth in the eyes.
“I’m going to do everything I can to make this very special for you,” I promise her.
“I believe you,” she says, smiling shyly and standing up.
“Ruth,” I stand next to her and put my hands on her shoulders. “I’m not looking for a new girlfriend. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea and get hurt.”
“I was hoping you wouldn’t get the wrong idea and get hurt, Lenny,” she teases. Taking my hand she leads me out into the living room.
“We’re ready,” she announces to her friends. “Where are we going to do this?” I hadn’t thought about where in the house we can comfortably have five people involved in this virgin sacrifice.