My Name is Julie. I grew up on the Southern California coast. I was a typical California girl for the most part. However, being raised by a single parent and a little on the heavy side, I was self-conscious and shy. There were some advantages, however, to this situation as there was little distraction from my studies in school. I did exceptionally well and was accepted into a top university, also in California. In my third year of college, I met Denise. She was everything I wasn’t. She was beautiful, popular, outgoing, and enjoyed being a woman. She suggested I move into her dorm room, telling me we could keep each other in balance. I helped her with her school work and she helped me with my persona.
She taught me how to put on make-up, style my hair, pick out clothes, and talk with guys. We worked out at a local gym together. By our senior year, she turned me into a beautiful woman, although I still lacked confidence and was still a virgin. I landed an internship immediately after our graduation at a prestigious financial institution. They were impressed with my abilities and hired me as a permanent member by the end of the summer.
It was during this time, I met Kevin. He was a few years older than me and worked for a firm that provided program support services. He lived in Colorado and was assigned to service our account requiring him to visit at least three or four days every month. He made me feel special, always complimenting me, taking me to lunch, and trying to get me to go out with him after work. I told Denise all about him. She said it was about time I started dating someone and he sounded like a good candidate.
I took her advice and accepted Kevin’s next invitation. We went out for drinks and ended up at my apartment. He was a gentleman the whole time. After a few more dates, he started becoming more aggressive, but I was taken in by the constant attention, which was something new for me. Finally, one night, I gave in and surrendered my virginity. It was an awakening. I wondered why I waited so long to have sex with a man. I enjoyed it and wanted it.
We continued to see each other every night he was in California, sometimes having sex multiple times per night. After several months, he asked me to come to Colorado with him. He said we could live together full time. I was quite hesitant since I was moving up the ladder and looking at a brilliant future. On the other hand, I still lacked confidence with men, and Kevin was providing me with the sexual fulfillment I never had. He kept pushing me until I reluctantly agreed.
When I told my supervisor about my plans to move, he tried to talk me out of it. He said I was giving up a huge opportunity with the company. When he realized he wasn’t going to change my mind, he offered to transfer me to one of the Colorado offices. While the opportunities would be limited there, it would, at least, keep me in the company.
A few weeks later, I moved to Kevin’s apartment in Colorado. Kevin had a lot of friends from his job. He would invite them over once in a while. Many of his friends played on a softball team together. They were all very friendly and made me feel at home. Most were married. One, George, was single, but had his own home. We went there often. He had a swimming pool, game room, and a twelve seat home theater. He told me he could never be an executive manager at the company because he wasn’t married and settled. They had a strict unwritten policy about the expected behavior of their Managers. George said that made him the black sheep of the group, but he didn’t care. I joked with him, saying, “I guess that’s why Kevin wanted me to move in with him.” He suddenly looked away from me.
A few weeks later, the softball season started with practice three or four days a week. On the third night, I noticed that Kevin left his glove near the door. I thought I would take it to him since the practice field was behind a bar we frequented that sponsored the team. When I arrived, I didn’t see Kevin or his car. George spotted me and came over to my car.
“Hey Julie, what’s up?”
I replied, “Kevin left his glove at the apartment so I brought it over for him. Do you know where he is?”
“I think he had to run back to work. I’ll give it to him when he gets back. How are you? It’s good to see you.”
“I’m good George. Thank you. I’d better be going.” As I walked back to the car, I noticed George texting on his cell phone.
When Kevin got home that night, he thanked me for bringing his glove to practice for him. He told me he had to run to work because he forgot to log-off his computer. When he went into the bathroom, I looked at his phone. I know his password, so I picked it up and checked his texts. There was a text from George that read, “Julie brought your glove to the field. I covered for you, but you better stop at my house and get your glove.”
I didn’t want to jump to any conclusions, so I didn’t say anything. The next practice I drove around the area to see if Kevin was there. Again, I couldn’t see either him or his car. Now I was getting suspicious. I drove around the next four or five practices. He only came to two of them.
I wasn’t sure what to do. I really didn’t have any close friends since I was new to Colorado. I didn’t think I would be able to follow him without him noticing. But, I knew I had to do something.
The following week was Kevin’s monthly trip to California. He said he would be gone the entire week since the person replacing me there was not very good at her job, requiring him to spend more time training. I decided to go to the practice field while he was gone to talk to George. When George saw me sitting and watching, he came over to me and said, “Hi Julie, I’m surprised to see you here tonight. I thought Kevin left for California this morning.” I was as surprised as George since Kevin supposedly left two days ago.
I responded, “He did, I was hoping I could talk to you after practice.”
He answered, “Of course you can. The gang is coming over to my house after practice. Would you like to come join us?”
I thought to myself and replied, “Sure, why not?”
I followed George to his house after the practice. Being the only girl at the party, I was getting a lot of attention. Everyone had been drinking beer at practice and continued at the house. I started talking with as many of Kevin’s friends as possible to try to find out some information about my suspicions. While they were tight-lipped, they were loose handed. At least three of them were becoming quite touchy-feely. At one point, George noticed their behavior and walked over to me.
“I’m sorry Julie; you said you wanted to talk to me. It looked like you needed a little help. Maybe this is a good time to get away from the crowd to talk.” We walked over to a table at the end of the pool and sat down. “What did you want to talk about?”
I told George that I knew Kevin was up to something. I could see he was uncomfortable with the conversation. I spent the next half hour over drinks telling him how I was a virgin before meeting Kevin, the opportunities I left behind to come to Colorado with him, and my feeling of betrayal. As we both continued to drink, George became more forthcoming with information and I became more relaxed.
The party started winding down as most of the team was leaving. By eleven o’clock there was only me, George, and three others left. I could see George was beginning to fade out. The five of us were now sitting at the table talking about various things as they began to let some details slip out as the liquor slowly loosened their tongues.
Fighting to stay awake, George suggested we go for a swim. I responded, “I didn’t bring a bathing suit.”
He answered, “We don’t need no stinking bathing suits.” With that, he walked over to the pool, stripped off his clothes, and jumped in. “Would anyone like to join me?”
I could see that the other three were waiting for me to make the next move. I didn’t want to give up the progress I was making with everyone regarding Kevin. I was also excited about being the center of attention and the liquor was washing away my inhibitions. There were no lights on outside and it was a dark night. I stood up and said, “What the hell. But, you boys better behave yourselves.”
I walked over next to the pool and took my blouse and shorts off. I thought for a minute, then unhooked my bra, and dropped it next to my clothes before sliding off my panties. My modesty got the best of me forcing me to jump into the water. It seemed like only seconds when three splashes followed behind me. As I paddled to a depth where I could stand up, yet be submerged from my shoulders down, my four new friends quickly migrated next to me.
George looked at me and said, “I’m sorry Jules, I was getting sleepy and needed a wake-up dunk. I hope I didn’t make you feel uncomfortable.”
I replied, “Thank you, George. You’re so considerate.” Then I looked at the others, “You’ve all been good to me. I can’t believe I’m naked with four men and still standing here. I’m sorry I questioned everyone about Kevin, but I feel so betrayed and I feel so helpless with my situation.”
One of them responded, “There’s no need to apologize. We understand how you must feel. What we don’t understand is how Kevin can be so stupid. You’re such a beautiful woman. Why would he risk losing you?”
Without thinking, I said, “Thank you so much. I really needed someone to make me feel good about myself,” as I gave him a big hug. Suddenly, I could feel his bare skin against mine. I could feel his semi-hard cock against my abdomen.
He smiled and said, “I think you’re making me feel good about you, too.” We all laughed as I continued to embrace him. This compelled the other three to move in for a group hug. This resulted in an awkward moment that was making me uncomfortable. I had to break the proverbial ice, so I kissed the man that I was still hugging on the lips. I immediately realized I just lit the fuse on four sticks of dynamite. There were four stiffening bare dicks sandwiching my naked body.
I didn’t think I could walk away at this point. The truth was I didn’t want to walk away. Still locked in a kiss and hug, I pulled myself up, wrapping my legs around him. Using my pelvis, I lined his cock up with my pussy and began to ease my body down. I could feel his chilled shaft sliding into my warm vagina. The feeling was so intense I had to break our kiss, lean my head back, and exhale in a sigh. George must have been the one behind me. He put his arms under my shoulders with his hands on my breasts as he whispered in my ear, “Are you sure you want to do this, Julie?”
I could feel years of pent up frustration pour out of me as I tilted my head all the way back until I could see George’s face as I replied, “Yes, I do. But I want you last.” George kept my head out of the water as I laid back into his arms while the guy in front of me continued to fuck me with my legs still wrapped around his waist. His cock was no longer cool. It was now hotter than my pussy as he was pushing in and out at a maddening pace.
This was the first time I ever had sex in the water. There was no sweating, sticking, and smell from the heat generated from prolonged intercourse. The only heat was where I wanted it: in my pussy. He was doing all the work while I was getting all of the pleasure. His hands were gripped on my hips as his pelvis was gyrating his cock in and out. George’s hands were kneading my breasts while his fingers were lightly pinching my nipples. My hands were clasped behind his neck rubbing my right cheek against his left cheek. Occasionally, he turned his face into my cheek, kissing me.
My whole body was tingling. I could feel an orgasm building up. I turned my head towards George while he was kissing my cheek. Our lips met. I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I tightened my grip around his neck bracing for the impending orgasm. I could feel the cock inside me pulsating pushing me over the edge. I gasped into George’s mouth, breaking our lip lock. My pussy felt hot and creamy. My nipples were hard and sensitive. There was a brief moment when all three of us were perfectly still, before I heard a groan in front of me. I must have held my breath because I suddenly exhaled in a soft moan. The hands on my hips began to loosen their grip. I relaxed my legs from around his waist.