From the age of 15 or a couple of months after, we were starting to be integrated with the male members of the centre population, it was gradual at first and it took a few weeks for the penny to drop when it came to the reason why. Once it did, we had to face the reality of our existence, we were essentially bred for the continuation of the human race, we knew that at some point we were going to be having sex, getting pregnant and giving birth. Unbeknownst to us the decline in the population was turning critical having been no natural expansion for nearly 20 years since the cessation of cloning.
We were actively encouraged to mingle with the boys, sporting activities all of a sudden became mixed, meals were taken together and break times were similarly `co-ed'. Obviously existing friendship ties were kept so Nina and I were always together in one way or another even to the point of seeking out potential first mates. The desire to mate itself was becoming more and more prevalent however even in these desperate times the boundaries of propriety and law were still in effect. It was impressed onto us that no sexual activity could commence before our 16th birthdays (the age of consent for boys had not been passed to girls because it wasn't thought there would be any girls, we were apparently an oversight by central government).
We soon found that most if not all the boys had also paired off together in similar relationships and generally travelled around in groups of 2, it was fortunate that both Nina and I were attracted to a cute couple of boys named Kyle and Paul who were, if not exactly a matching pair, were at least a pair in their own right. Kyle was a strapping lad of 6'3" with long flowing red hair, broad rugby playing shoulders, a bear of a chest slimming down to a tight waist, rock hard butt and long powerful legs. He also had piercing blue eyes that looked out from under shaggy eyebrows that hinted of intelligence when he decided to show it.
Paul by contrast was more of a swimmers build, lithe and slim who moved easily, cropped black hair sat atop his head and appeared to be the only hair visible save for his eyebrows. Every time I saw him he was immaculately groomed with no beard shadow as seen on the other boys. The pair were really chalk and cheese, Paul appeared to flow through like while Kyle was more of an unstoppable force.
We formed quite a bond the 4 of us, frequently staying up late at night playing games, watching TV, engaging in lively debates and generally throwing ourselves at each other at every opportunity. By unspoken agreement I chose Kyle as a possible future mating partner whilst Nina preferred the slimmer Paul. Both of us however were eagerly awaiting our upcoming birthdays. It was impossible to expect hormone ridden boys and girls to totally abstain from at least a little petting and both Nina and I managed to ascertain the lie of the land when it came round to the boys trouser department.
Not all of the residents were so restrained as we were however ...
A full month before the oldest of us was 16 one of the girl/boy partners were caught "in flagrante delicto". They were both hauled over the coals, restricted in all manner of ways and otherwise chastised way beyond the point of punitive action, no doubt as a warning to us all not to follow in their footsteps. In the period up to the point when we both knew our eventual deflowering would take place, Nina and I grew more and more sexual. Our lovemaking sessions were long, passionate, exhausting affairs, frequently lasting hours. We would fantasise aloud about how the actual event would take place which had the effect of turning each other on even more.
Months turned into weeks, weeks turned into days, time counted down.
There were 3 days between Nina and my birthday, I being the older. Between the 4 of us we agreed that we would wait until the youngest of us (Paul) came of age before finally losing our cherries. It was less of an issue for the boys as they had been having as much sex with each other as possible with Paul being on the receiving end.
Those last 3 days however were probably the longest of my life, everything seemed to drag on forever, I was worried that I would hype the situation up so far that the actual event would be something of an anti-climax.
Caroll did point out that with me being further along in my bi-monthly cycle I was unlikely to fall pregnant until after my next period, Nina however was about as fertile as she was likely to get.
Saturday finally arrived, Nina and I awoke early naturally and set about planning the day. We tossed a coin to see who would be in our room and who would have to travel to the boys block. Close as we were we decided not to make it a foursome on the day we lost our virginities. I won, I got our bed to share with Kyle. All day was spent planning, preening, showering, setting our hair, perfecting our makeup, taking it off again and reapplying because of one thing or another, sorting out the best outfit, changing our minds and re-doing our hair in a different style. All in all we were in a total state of confusion and mild panic. We visited the pharmacy and got the medication required to relax our cervix sufficiently to allow penetration with strict instructions on how to use it and more importantly how not to use it.
At 7pm on the dot Kyle and Paul showed up at our door and knocked politely. Nina and I faced each other, looked deeply into each other's eyes and assured each other that we were ready for this, we were mature. We both knew the butterflies in our stomachs just as much as we knew that we were both experiencing the same thing.
"See you in the morning my darling" Nina whispered, kissed me on the cheek and opened the door. Kyle stepped aside to allow her to leave onto Paul's arm and with a backwards glance, tiny wave and worried smile disappeared from view.
I watched her until she retreated from sight before turning to look at Kyle. He was dressed smart but casual, clean pressed rugby shirt over loose fitting trousers, proper shoes, he had shaved his jowls smooth and combed his hair back so it looked neat but also comfortable. He carried an overnight bag negligently in his left hand, his right extended towards me. I looked dumbly at it for a second, not recognising its significance or what I was supposed to do with it whilst he stood there waiting for me to make a move.
My nervousness nearly overtook me and I almost slammed the door on him there and then but falteringly I extended my arm until my hand was in his. He bent at the waist slightly, lifted my hand to his mouth and gently kissed it.
Oh my...!
I felt the blood rush to my face and I couldn't stop the coquettish smile on my lips. I had never been wooed before, this was all new but appealing to my girlie nature. I felt many emotions course through me not the least of which was lust. I led him, walking backwards into my room. He pushed the door to behind him. "lock it" I told him, I definitely didn't want any disturbances tonight ...
I then turned to lead him to the comfy chair and pushed him gently into it. I took stock briefly at him sitting there, all manly and exuding sex appeal, sitting easily with his arms resting on the arms of the chair. I straddled his slightly spread legs and sat down, my short skirt riding up just knowing that he could see my stocking tops if not the gusset of my pure white virginal panties. I had chosen them specially, a brand new pair for a brand new experience.
He reached up with his mouth to mine and our lips met, not forcefully but with a firmness letting me know he was in control. Our lips parted naturally and our tongues met, his intruding into my mouth and wrestling mine into submission. He put his arms around me and drew me closer until my knees came into contact with the seat back, scooting forwards he made sure our crotches met. I felt his hard and impossibly large bulge rub against labia through my panties and my eyes opened wide at the feel of this monster between his legs. What I had `accidentally' felt before was obviously not in its erect state, there could be no mistaking its current state now.
We tongue wrestled for several minutes all the while grinding our crotches together, I could feel my juices beginning to flow and knew that penetration would not be a problem. I came up for air and looked deeply into his eyes, there was lust behind those sparkling blue eyes. I glanced over at the bed and looked back at him, he took the hint.
With seemingly no effort he simply stood up taking me with him. I squealed and wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me to my deflowering spot. He laid gently onto my back so I was looking up at him and we resumed our passionate kissing. I couldn't keep my hands still, they were roaming up and down his back, through his hair all the while my legs kept us grinding. His hand reached up and began fondling my breast through my blouse and bra, impatient for some real skin contact I undid the buttons with 1 hand and released the clasp on my front opening bra. He wasted no time in squeezing and pinching my nipple, tremors swept through me. This was all so new to me, I had felt Nina and Caroll's hands on my breasts but this was the first time I had a large weight on me, it was the first time I felt that I had no choice and all the pressure was of me.
He was alternating between breasts with both his hands when he began kissing my neck, tonguing my ears and slowly, painfully slowly, working his way south. I gaped out loud when he took my left nipple in his mouth and sucked and I held his head to me whilst I mewed loudly. I felt his lips come off me and I cried out in frustration but was silenced when my right nipple became the centre of his world, all the while kneading my left breast and pulling on my oh so sensitive nipple. I could feel my orgasm building and we were still mostly dressed.
After maybe 10 minutes of near orgasmic he again started to trail his mouth towards my pussy. My skirt by now was around my waist, my panties exposed to his gaze and his tongue, a huge wet spot had formed between my cheeks and soaked my panties through. He lifted my legs so my knees came almost to my chest and started licking and sucking the juices from my gusset. I felt his fingers pull the thin material aside and his tongue flick against my exposed vulnerable pussy. I almost screamed at the exquisite torture of this rim job, something he appeared to be an expert at, my pulse racing I nearly came on the spot. I felt his pulling my panties up my legs knowing that I was now totally exposed, I had no more to hide form him.
His mouth returned to the excellent tongue job my pussy was receiving when I felt him work his way to my exposed clit between y swollen labia. I braced myself for this latest onslaught but I shouldn't have bothered. All the build-up had led to this moment and as soon as I felt his tongue brush over my clit my orgasm hit. I grabbed him by the hair and ground my clit into his face humping up and down repeatedly as my whole body shook.
I collapsed back onto the bed spent and wasted forcing air into my tortured lungs as I came back down from that wonderful high. I don't know how long I lay there, legs spread like some cheap whore waiting for her next trick but when I looked up again, Kyle was all but naked. He had removed his trousers and rugby shirt and was standing there in just his boxer shorts, his rock hard cock peeking out from the leg. I saw for the first time his circumcised penis, mentally traced the route back to his crotch and estimated it must be all of 10 inches long and 3 inches thick. I got on my hands and knees and approached him, my eyes locked on that monster weapon, I must have it and have it now.
It was so much bigger than any I had come across, dwarfing Nina's cute 3 inches into oblivion. Lowly I pulled down his shorts until I could free from the confines of his clothes, his cock sprang out so hard it almost hit me in the face and ended up point straight at my lips. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked the whole head into my mouth. I could hear him groan as I worked the head with my tongue, I don't know what got into me but I kept forcing more and more of him into my mouth, sucking and licking what I could until I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and I had taken less than half of what was offered.
I started to move it in and out of my mouth, sucking him all the time. There was no way I would be able to deep throat this, never in a million years but at least I could give him a good sucking whilst I was here. It didn't take me long for my mouth to get tired and sensing this Kyle withdrew from my mouth. Both of us knew what was going to happen next, we were both ready.
I lay back down, conscious that I still wore my blouse, my skirt was around my waist, the only clothes I had managed to shed was my panties and bra. Reaching up to him I beckoned him to make love to me, my virginal pussy aching to be filled was wet, willing and waiting for his cock. At that moment, nothing else mattered except being penetrated by his manhood and receiving his seed deep inside my womb.
He moved between my legs sitting on his heels until my spread open legs were resting on his thighs. He placed the head of his cock to the entrance of my pussy and I felt for the first time the blunt force pressure that would bring so much pleasure to me. Slowly, agonisingly slowly, he inched the head into my hole. I felt the familiar stretching of my pussy around an intrusion as he proceeded millimetre by millimetre. Never before had I taken something that size without some form of foreplay but I felt no discomfort, I could actually feel my fluids running down my pussy crack despite the plug in my hole. I felt the head pop in an inch and I jumped. Holding it there Kyle transferred his weight until he was on top of me, not smothering me as he was holding most of his weight on his arms and then I felt him push into my body.
The sensation was out of this world. I felt him inside me, forcing my pussy to accept him, filling me up in a manner I had not felt before with every vein teasing the entrance to my hole on its way in, no toy could replace his hot hard cock it would be a mere imitation of phallic perfection.
I knew her was mere millimetres away from my cervix and I willed him to go deeper but he stopped, allowing me to get used to his sheer size before withdrawing it slowly. I felt empty and neglected until he returned quicker this time but still agonisingly slowly, again stopping short of my inner hole. I began to hump against him, thrusting my hips towards his cock root, I knew there were more inches that he could bury inside me and I wanted to feel his cock head within my womb before I came again, I wasn't sure if I could come afterwards so was desperate.
Then I felt it, his head brushed my cervix and I jumped and screamed. He stopped dead in his tracks afraid that he had hurt me but I begged him to continue, he pushed again and again glanced off the nub and I whimpered. His thrusting was more solid now, repeatedly flicking against that oh so delicate spot inside me. I grabbed him round the neck and hoisted myself up to him, my lips locked to his as he continued thrusting. Again and again my cervix was being pressed, flicked and tortured by him until I moved fractionally and felt the head of his cock stop square against my entrance. I could picture in my mind how it looked, the delicate entrance to my womb dwarfed by the magnificence of his cock head slowly opening to accommodate him. My eyes flew open and I froze, Kyle however maintained even pressure and I felt my hole open further and further, the head of his penis relentless in its assault within me.
My legs locked around his back, my arms now so tight I lifted myself off the bed and little more than my weight was pressing up closer and closer together. I cant describe the enormous pleasure I felt as I freely invited him inside my womb every fraction of an inch bringing me so near orgasm, I was crying. Suddenly I felt him press harder, sweat breaking out on his face and the last fraction of stretch required gave in and he entered me totally, all that was remaining of his cock on the outside accelerated into my pussy and slammed hard into the back wall of my uterus. I screamed as I came, he yelled as his cock exploded and I screamed again as I felt the hot cum splash my insides, filling my womb and overflowing straight out and coating my insides with sticky life giving cum. I threw my head back and jerked over and over suspended by my legs and arms, every movement causing fresh waves of intense pleasure through me time and time again.
I couldn't stand it any longer, the feelings were simply too powerful and I let go of his neck and ripped myself bodily from his organ, clumsily clawing my way up the bed to get away from the enormity of my orgasm. I grabbed a pillow and curled up into the foetal position quietly sobbing and twitching, feeling both our fluids draining from my abused hole. I felt Kyle all but fall onto the bed his breath hoarse in my ears trying to recover what was for him also a massive orgasm. I couldn't see him as he was behind me but he moved and lay behind me, his arm across my side and pulled me into him. I was drained beyond belief, I barely registered the duvet covering me before blackness engulfed my mind.
It was still dark when I awoke, a glance at the clock on the bedside table informed me it was just after 4am. I was being held from behind but the body doing the holding was certainly not Nina judging by the size of the cock I could feel against my thigh. My memory returned of the wonderful sex I had had last night and I reached between my legs to feel my poor pussy. There was no pain, no soreness just a wonderful sense of fulfilment.
I was incredibly horny but I knew Kyle was asleep by his steady breathing. So what better way to wake him up than with his cock buried once again in my pussy. I relived only a few moments of last night before my juices were flowing again and I gently took hold of his shaft. Even flaccid it was still impressive, I stroked it a few times to gain some rigidity and moving the head to my entrance, gently pushed back until I felt him penetrate me again and my pussy close around the crown. Nature took over as his penis quickly engorged itself on Kyle's blood, I could feel the thickness increasing as well as the length as it grew inside me.
Even is his sleep some part of Kyle's brain was active as he slowly started to thrust into me, gaining depth all the time and I started to pant again. He must have woken at some point but I have no idea when, all I knew was he moved on top of me, and started fucking me with long powerful strokes. The feel of his weight on top of my body forcing me into the bed over and over was unbelievable. I spread my legs to allow him more depth and to allow me to play with my clit at the same time, his cock head was repeatedly pressing against my cervix forcing it further open with every thrust and I was loving every single millimetre of stretch.
I realised shortly afterwards that his was regularly entering my womb, his full length plunging in and out of my tortured pussy and I knew it wouldn't be long before another load of cum would settle in along with the first. I had come maybe 3 or 4 times before his thrusting turned into hammering, his big fat heavy balls slapping between my legs, I was a vessel now, I was the dumping ground for his sperm and I would always accept as much as I could as long as it felt like this. With one final heave he slammed into my cunt so hard I was shoved forcibly up the bed as he held his twitching shooting cock filling me up again. He seemed to cum for ages, pumping seed into my precious pussy flooding me with his life giving sperm before collapsing off to one side, his cock still plugging my hole.
We lay for some minutes getting our breath back before I move off his cock. My hole closed reluctantly and I turned to look at him, to kiss him, to thank him.
We made love again 3 times that night before finally ceasing through exhaustion as dawn was breaking, each time he filled my cunt with his sperm until I was sure I would burst or drown in his affections.
It was far past midday before I was awoken by Kyle kissing the back of my neck. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, lying face down on the ruined bed totally nude and looking dishevelled but sexy as hell. Kyle was in a dressing gown he had brought with him, had already showered with his still wet hair looking oh so fuckable, I swore I could have just eaten him up there and then. My pussy however was against the idea, it was feeling sore and abused having been on the receiving end of Kyle's passions for so long last night.
He suggested we get dressed and go see how our respective partners were getting along. 30 minutes later I was walking a little tenderly to Kyle and Paul's room. Both Paul and Nina were awake and dressed, chatting amiably over cups of tea, Nina looking especially radiant and Paul as calm and relaxed as ever.
We stayed together for most of the day, we ate together (after realising we were ravenous), we relaxed together, we played games together until early evening when Paul and Kyle were summoned by the house master.
Once we returned to our room, Nina and I looked at each other with mischievous grins, each wanting to tell the other how awesome last night had been until we could hold it no longer. We talked late into the night going into every detail of how it was for each of us. Apparently Nina's womb wasn't breached until the third time they fucked but had a similar reaction, she spoke of the volumes of cum Paul produced time and time again and how she loved feeling his sperm shoot directly into her womb. By morning her pussy was so raw she blew Paul off to completion for their final act and still could taste the cum on her tongue.
I told all, detailing how large Kyle was and how easily he had made me cum, the many times he had broken the woman in me and how my pussy still felt raw but oh so good at the same time.
Over the next few months we had many liaisons with both Paul and Kyle, 2 foursomes where we shared our partners and 1 memorable occasion where I was the object of their passions at the same time, feeling 2 cocks shooting in me simultaneously. But that's another story.