Amy’s Tale Ch. 01

Literotic asexstories – Amy’s Tale Ch. 01 by Joethulu,Joethulu
I first met my Suz back in 6th grade, back in Earth Science. We sat at the same lab table, and I think we were in love right from the start. We were each other’s first kiss, and later, we took each other’s virginities. We were together all through high school, but parted for college, as we each went to separate schools.

Suz had had a difficult upbringing. Her mother had died when she was only 10, and she had been primarily raised by the help of her strict, very religious father. I was a lanky bean pole of a boy, very tall, and very skinny, and I’m afraid, not very attractive to the ladies. So, our early experiences together weren’t very exciting.

If you’re here, you probably want to here all of my stories about my insatiable slut of a wife. But before I tell you how Suz and I ended up where we are today, I want to tell you the story of how I became who I am today.

It all started in college, like it does for many people. Suz and I had amicably decided to put our relationship in a weird place, since she was being forced to go on a mission trip that summer by her father, and was then being forced to go to a Chrstian school in Virginia, while I was going to a large state school in the midwest. Not really breaking it off, but not really continuing either. We agreed we could see other people, and if we saw each other again, we’d share everything. My college experience would turn out to be eye opening for sure. I met Amy on my second day of school.

She was so amazingly different from Suz physically. Suz is short, 5′ 1″, and maybe 140 pounds, extremely curvy. She has large D cup breasts, a small waist, and large hips and thighs, with a round butt. Most people notice her raven black hair, which is long and curly, and is almost all the way down her back.What drew me to her, and what continues to drive me to her today are her beautiful green eyes. Amy, on the other hand, is what you would call lithe. She was much taller, 5’7″, with smaller B cup breasts, and a tight, almost boyish figure. Athletic. If you saw her, you might think “swimmer”, or “runner”. She had short, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She was hot in a way that is hard to describe. There’s just something about her that screams “SEX!”. Like, you knew she would be down for literally anything. Anywhere. Any time.

Amy and I just clicked immediately. I was a long distance runner, but I’m very tall, 6′ 5″, so I was never going to be very successful, but my endurance was always an 11 on a 1 to 10 scale. Eventually, Amy (of course) would steer my running career to distances longer than marathons, and I would find my niche and excel athletically. But even back then, I was always running. Always in shape, but always a sweaty mess. And that was when I met Amy. She was running at the time, and had been following me for some time, and when I stopped after her following me for more than an hour, she came up to talk to me, and asked me out on the spot. It was a shocking change from my high school days, where Suz was the first and only woman who was ever interested in me.

Amy was in pre-med, and was going to be a doctor. A surgeon. She was insanely smart. I don’t say that lightly, being a mechanical engineer and pretty smart myself, but Amy was just… smarter. She was also the stereotypical type A personality, which was great for me, since I was far more laid back, and willing to just let her take control. I was definitely the first guy Amy had ever been with who was close to her level of intelligence, even if I knew I wasn’t.

We clicked immediately, and discovered we were in several of the same classes and could study together. Amy was rooming with her sister Jen, who was a year older than us. Amy also had two other girlfriends, Ann and Fiona, who were also both pre-med, and in the same classes, so we could all study together. My roommate was a music major, and was always playing his guitar, so studying at my place was always out. So we were always at Amy and Jen’s place.

We were about a week into our relationship when Amy and I first had sex, and it was mind blowing for this small town midwestern boy. While sex with Suz had been good, or so I thought, Amy was deeply free and open. Sex with Suz had been very vanilla, just straight missionary, but there had been lots of eye contact, and Suz and I shared a deep connection somehow, which had made it pretty great. But, we were inexperienced, had only the barest idea of sticking tab A into slot B, as it were. Amy, on the other hand, was experienced and type A to boot.

The first time we had sex, she stopped me and started explaining things to me. Telling me the best way to lick her, the best way to move. Exactly what to do. She was open, and told me to be. The first time we had sex? Four hours. Not because we were actually doing it the whole time, but because she had standards, and I was going to meet them, so she tirelessly explained everything to me, and then showed me exactly how to do things. Made me do things multiple times, slowly, over and over. She was also a dirty talker, which Suz had not been, of course. All in all, our first time? It still lives in my mind. Amy taught me patience, which, as an 18 year old boy, I did not have. My lovemaking skills are 100% from Amy.

Amy was also what nicer people call “adventurous”, but what most people call “freaky”. She was close to insatiable, and willing, heck, wanted to try everything. Nothing was off the table. And being a type A person, she wanted research! She loved porn, and would watch it all the time. She kept a little notebook on her at all times, and would take small notes while watching, recording things she wanted to try or things that made her hot. We would have sex every single night that first year, and she would always give me a list of new things to try, every night. Imagine coming up with something new every night! It was crazy, looking back on it, but a huge education for both of us.

Of course, not everything was unicorns and glitter, and Amy suffered from insecurity issues. Her parents were very hard on her and her sister Jen, and expected ridiculous things from them. Amy wasn’t just going to be a doctor, she had to be a surgeon, and she wasn’t allowed to be an “average” surgeon. There was only one thing that would satisfy her parents, the absolute best. Stupid. As hard as it was for Amy, it was much worse for her sister. Jen was nothing like Amy physically. She was a little shorter 5’5″, but much curvier, with extremely striking almost white blonde hair and blue eyes. Jen was also an artist. Imagine the pressure from her parents. So she was being forced from painting to take a “safety major” of graphic design.

Jen loved men. Unlike Amy, who basically wanted one guy she could train to satisfy her exactly how she wanted, Jen wanted lots of men. Different men. All the time. It wasn’t uncommon for her to date two or three guys at the same time. I never bothered to learn their names after the first few, because I knew I’d never see them again. She was extremely free with details, probably too free. Amy and Jen would discuss intimate relationship details as easy as most people might mention a hangnail or something. On the plus side, it was always nice to hear a comment from Amy about my pussy eating skills, or something. Amy never had a single bad thing to say about me, which really made me love her more. All of Jen’s men had failings.

Ann and Finona were also always around too, frequently hearing details of Amy and my sex life I sure didn’t want shared. Ann had a loser of a boyfriend named Steve who would also show up occasionally. He was a business major, and would be taking over his father’s business one day, so he didn’t really need to study. He was there to party and have a good time before “real life” set in. It was obvious to me from day one that Steve was using Ann, and he would be dumping her the second someone better came along. Fiona was shy, introverted, and never had a boyfriend, at least that I saw. They were both extremely cute, and I liked both of them.

Amy and I had been dating about a month when she had her first health scare. She was dizzy, light headed, and struggling to think straight one day. I took her to the campus medical center, and found out she was basically over-exerted to the point of her body failing. There was a huge fight with her parents and Jen, and lots of tears, but I think her parents got the message that they were pushing too hard, and backed off. Her parents were deeply indebted to me for helping her, and from then on, I was number one in their eyes, the boy who saved their daughter’s life, although it was nothing like that.

Amy’s doctor had told her she needed to slow down, get more sleep, and get more rest. Imagine telling a type A person to slow down. But Amy did cut back. A little, anyway. It was at this point that “movie night” became a thing. Every couple of nights, rather than study, we’d all get together, watch a movie, and hang out. You know, like normal college kids. It was awesome.

Jen started dating a foreign exchange student named Marco, and they would have sex in the room all the time, which started impacting Amy and I having sex all the time. Prior to Marco, Jen had always gone to the guy’s room, which was great. But Marco, being international, lived in a special dorm, and it was not easy to be alone there. So our room it was! Honestly, I’d love to know how many times kids did it in that room. Crazy.

Amy and I took to running at night, and would run out into the countryside around campus, drop a blanket from my small backpack, and fuck like bunnies, pack up, and head back. Amy loved having sex in the open. She had also recently discovered a fetish for my cum. She had loved oral sex from the start of our relationship, but in true Amy fashion, had to be the best at it, and had been working to deep throat me. The first time she really went at it, she had gagged slightly, pulled away, and that had sent me over the edge, and I came all over her face. She had looked shocked for a second, then started using her tongue to lick it up, then used her fingers to push it into her mouth and clean herself up. So hot. I don’t even remember going limp the first time it happened. She just pushed me back, and sat on me, and rode me until I came in her.

Amy later told me on the run back that she had never had a guy come on her face before, always in her mouth. She had discovered during her first blowjob that she loved the taste of cum so much, that’s what she always did, and the guys obviously loved it, but that this had awoken a new lust in her. I hoped every time a guy came on her face she would think of me.

After about two weeks, movie night changed. I never learned if it was Amy or Jen who did it, but Ann was on board as well, because when the movie started, only Steve, Fiona and I were surprised. Our movie? A full on porno. A vintage porno called “Pirates” that at first I thought was going to be our typical flair “cheesy terrible movie we’re going to make fun of and laugh our asses off about.” About five minutes in the sex started, and I think Steve, Fiona and I were like, “What are we watching?” Ann told us she’d never seen one, and had heard this one was hot and one of the best, and she wanted to see it. Hey, I was down, and the others were as well. Even Fiona seemed interested.

We were all paired off, except for Fiona, and I felt kind of bad. Well, when I could think. Amy was rubbing my cock through the whole movie, same as Jen and Ann were doing to their boyfriends. After the movie, Ann, Steve, and Fiona left, leaving Amy, Jen, Marco and me in the room.

We were all wearing shorts and T shirts, it being summer and all, but Marco and I were obviously sporting erections, and it wasn’t helping that the girls were actively touching us. We looked at each other kind of awkwardly, and I told him that I guess Amy and I could go. He looked at me gratefully, but then things got crazy. Jen said, “No need. We’re all friends, right? Why don’t you guys stay, and we can all watch each other. It’ll be hot, just like the movie.” I looked over at Amy, and she kissed me. I’m probably underselling it. She kissed me with one of those full body “we’re going to fuck” kisses women, check that, only really hot women can give. I looked at her, and she said “This is going to be hot.”

With that, both women dropped to their knees, and within a few seconds, had Marco and my shorts down. It was so well executed, they must have planned it. Both of our cocks were out and being serviced by the lovely sisters.

I’m not huge, being a little over 7″, but Marco was massive. Every bit of 9″, maybe 10″, and thick. Amy had explained to me over and over that skill trumped size for her every single time, but damn, I was a little jealous. We both peeled off our shirts, and kicked our shorts to the side, and the girls went to work on our cocks. Being a dorm room, there wasn’t a lot of room, and we were maybe two feet apart. Not sure if I wanted to touch or be touched by a naked guy if it came to that, but I decided I’d roll with it. Amy and Jen were stripping off clothes, in between working on our cocks. I looked over and saw Jen had the same exact breasts as Amy, just two sizes bigger. The same exact nipples, like little pencil erasers on top of big areolas. I looked down at Amy, and saw she was watching Marco and Jen while her tongue expertly slid up and down my cock. We were all staring at each other.

This was super hot. It felt… wrong somehow. Never mind the four people, Amy and Jen were sisters! I was super hard. Amy had finally mastered deep throating me, and had insisted I started shaving my cock. No objections from me. Amy was usually bald down there herself, but had been experimenting with a landing strip down there, after I had told her I found one peeking out over low rise panties sexy as hell one day. Jen on the other hand had a big triangle of white hair above her slit, which was either waxed or shaved. Definitely waxed with her sex life. Marco on the other hand had what might be called a tomato patch. His cock was also uncut, and Jen was clearly into it.

Amy was working me with her tongue now, licking me, and making me feel pretty good. Jen could only get about a third of Marco’s massive cock in her mouth, but she was obviously very talented, because Marco’s head was thrown back, his back starting to arch. I glanced over from Amy, and noticed Jen was staring at me. Marco’s cock popped out from her mouth and she looked over at Amy and said “God, he’s got a beautiful cock. I’ve never seen a shaved one before, and I love it.” Like the Grinch whose heart grew two sizes, I think the pretty girl sucking the massive cock telling me mine was “beautiful” caused mine to grow two sizes as well.

Marco suddenly said, “I’m close!” in that amazing Italian accent of his, and Jen immediately stopped sucking him. “Not yet!” She stood up, grabbed his massive cock, and led him to the loveseat we called a couch. She sat down, spread her legs, and Marco kneeled down and pushed into her. Jen grunted “Slowly!” as he kept pushing into her.

Amy stopped sucking me, stood up, grabbed my cock, and led me over to the couch, only she pushed me down next to her sister, then climbed on top of me, pushing her pussy right in my face. I started licking as Amy watched her sister get fucked by the biggest cock I’d ever seen. We were all touching. There was just no room on the loveseat, and I could feel Jen’s hand on my thigh, and that excited me. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could into Amy’s tight pussy, then licked from the bottom of her slit to her clit, just like she loves.

Marco couldn’t take his eyes off Amy’s tight ass. Jen’s ass is big, round and soft, but Amy’s is hard and tight from her constant exercise and running. Amy was turned half around, staring back at him. Marco started grunting, and Jen was making small gasps. I just kept licking, trying my best make Amy come.

Maybe a minute later, Marco arched his back, and grunted, coming deel inside Jen, filling her with his cum. Amy didn’t miss a beat, and grabbed my head, and started thrusting her pussy against my face. I could tell she was close. I knew what she wanted, and sucked her clit into my mouth, licked, then sucked hard. She gasped, through her head back, and I could see she was coming. She squirmed against me for a second, then fell back.

Marco had pulled out of Jen, and was sitting back, watching Amy intently. Amy smiled at him, and whispered “Watch me.” to him, and lowered herself onto my cock, facing him. She started playing with her nipples as she rotated and gyrated her hips, then started riding me. Amy was so tight, but her skills were her biggest asset. Seriously, I’m convinced she could step right onto a porn set and fit right in. Marco couldn’t take his eyes off her, and Amy kept staring right at him. “Watch me fuck him!” she practically yelled at him. Marco was clearly in some sort of sex spell. I glanced over at Jen. She’d moved to the arm of the loveseat, had her legs spread, and was rubbing her clit furiously. When I looked at her, she took her hand and pushed it into her mouth, licking the fingers, and tasting herself. I stared at her tongue licking her fingers, and she went back to her pussy, pushed her index finger in, pulled it out, glistening with her juices, and sucked it. “Fuck that’s hot.” I told her.

Amy was lost in her own world, bouncing on me while staring at Marco, who had become hard again. Marco stood up, and moved in front of Amy, and started stroking his cock. Amy stuck out her tongue and opened her mouth. “Give it to me baby. I want you to come in my mouth! I need to taste you.” She purred at him. Then she licked her lips. Did I mention Amy was hot. Fuck, she was hot. Marco was pumping his cock furiously now. I looked over to Jen, who was now playing with a nipple with one hand, and working her clit with the other staring at me. She was licking her lips too, which just made me harder. Damn, was I attracted to Amy’s sister?

I casually mentioned earlier that I had a stamina of 11 on a 10 point scale. I was pretty sure at this point that one of the main reasons Amy had picked me as her boyfriend was my stamina. I think being smart, nice, tall, or whatever qualities were there were secondary to her sex drive, and stamina was a number one pick. I knew I could go however long I need to.

Marco was jerking it hard and fast now. Amy wasn’t having it, and in a move that I think surprised only Jen, reached forward, grabbed Marco’s cock, and pulled it to her open mouth and proceeded to deep throat him. Marco grabbed Amy’s head and started face fucking her. I have no idea how Amy kept riding me. She was and probably still is a sex demon. Jen noticed Marco getting his cock sucked, and I saw anger flash on her face before she got control again. They clearly hadn’t discussed this. I have no idea why I wasn’t jealous of Amy having two cocks, but she’d opened my mind about a lot of stuff, and I knew Marco was literally only a cock to her and she wouldn’t even look at him outside of sex. I rolled with it. Besides, it was super hot watching her throat another guy.

Marco had clearly never been deep throated before, much less from anyone with Amy’s level of skill, and within a minute he was trembling, his head back, his toes arched, and about to come.

“Shoot it on my face!” Amy commanded. Marco pulled out, and spurted almost immediately all over Amy’s face, one shot, two then a weaker third shot all over her tits. She started scooping it into her mouth, licking it from her fingers, and Marco’s sex crazed eyes went wide. Amy proceeded to suck it off each of her fingers with exaggerated tongue motions, and I know Marco would be living this fantasy in his mind for a very long time. “Do you like watching me play with your cum?” She whispered at Marco.

Amy suddenly stopped, climbed off of me, and said to me, “My turn stud. Give me that cock.” I knew what she wanted. Amy loved it doggy style more than any other position, and I was going to give it to her. I slowly got up, my legs weak from not moving for so long, and let Amy climb in position. I moved in behind her, blocking Marco’s view and slowly levered my cock into position at her sopping wet slit. I moved it up and down, splitting her lips, and ran it back and forth, nudging her clit with it, a move I had practiced many times with her. “You’re so naughty!” she told me over her shoulder. I noticed Marco out of the corner of my eye go to the armrest opposite Jen to watch up close.

It was crazy having Marco and Jen on opposite sides of me, maybe a foot away each. Amy obviously expected to give Marco a show, and I wasn’t going to let her down. Something about watching Jen masturbate thinking about me fucking her sister was so amazingly wrong and hot at the same time.

I slowly pushed my cock into Amy, feeling her arch her back to let me really slip into her. I moved my hands to her waist, and then slid them to the small of her back, then back, a feeling I knew she loved. Amy lifted her head up and moaned, and looked over at Marco. “Watch that cock fuck me.” She told him. Who was I to question? I started slowly fucking her, long, and deep. My head almost pulling out before I slid all the way back in, balls deep. Amy had told me my cock was the perfect size for her, and I didn’t doubt that she was enjoying it now. She had a look of pure joy on her face as I fucked her.

Marco was on a completely different plane of existence, and only had eyes for Amy. I looked over at Jen, who was eye fucking me. She was clearly imagining I was bending her over and railing her from behind, not her sister. She licked her lips, stood up, and moved next to me. She was still rubbing her clit with her right hand, but her left hand touched my back, and slid down to my ass, cupping it. Fuck, I was hard. I felt her hot breath in my ear, and then she whispered “I love watching you fuck my sister.”

I started to drive harder and faster. I was losing control. I needed to come. I felt Jen’s hand slide over to my ass crack, and gently slid down until she felt my asshole. She started circling it, applying gentle pressure. Holy shit! I felt my balls contract, and I knew I was going to come. “I’m going to come,” I told her. As if she couldn’t tell. She pushed back at me, I popped out, and she spun around. “On my face! Fucking paint my face with that cum!” I looked over at Marco, who had a glazed look on his face. He only had eyes for Amy. Amy was staring up at me now mouth open, tongue out. She grabbed my cock and started jerking it with a level of pressure born from experience. I heard Jen move back to the armrest, and start grunting. She was finally coming. Hard. I looked over at her, and she was so hot, licking her lips, pinching her nipple, hand working her clit, lost in ecstasy.

My cock bucked, and I shot my first powerful shot of cum right on Amy’s cheek, missing her open mouth. It made a splat sound it hit her so hard. She gripped tighter, and stroked me hard. I came again, this time in her mouth. Again. Her other cheek. Again, again, again. Amy moved my cock to the right, and jerked me hard a final time, a powerful jet shooting onto Jen’s left tit. Whoops. Did she do that on purpose? Amy looked over at Marco, her face absolutely covered with my cum. I probably put three times as much on her as Marco did. She started licking it up again, Marco unable to look away. Marco was stroking his half hard cock again.

Jen took a finger, staring at me the whole time, and gathered up my rope of cum, and licked it just like Amy was doing. Fuuuuuuuck that was hot. She smiled at me. She got up, and as she passed me, she whispered in my ear “I want it all next time.” and grabbed my ass as she walked over to get a wash cloth from her desk. Amy sat back, and Marco started to come back to planet Earth.

He looked at me, and I think for the first time realized he’d gotten a blow job from my girl right in front of me. “Uh.” He said sheepishly. “We’re cool. She’s a fucking goddess, isn’t she?” I asked him. A look of relief flooded his face, and he nodded dumbly. We both knew now what Amy’s blow jobs were like. Then he glanced over at Jen, noticing for the first time she had walked by him. I think it started to set in he had just gotten a blow job from his girlfriend’s sister right in front of her. He went over to her, whispered something to her, and I saw them kissing.

Amy flipped over, and we both flopped down on the loveseat.

“How was movie night sis?” Amy asked Jen.

“Pretty much the biggest success ever! When can we do this again?” she said.

Damn. I mean, I knew I was lucky, but just… damn. Amy was an animal. I knew we would have a break down of everything that had happened on our morning run tomorrow, and I was really interested how that was going to go.