Part XIII
      
      Susan called Cathy the next day.
      "Hi, you okay?"
      "Yes.  I'm okay."
      "I just wanted to make sure.  So . . . how do you feel 
about yesterday?"
      Cathy laughed.  "I feel. . .  hmmm . . . weird.  I 
feel like there's a whole big world out there I never knew 
existed.  I mean, all we did was play with ourselves and it 
was the wildest thing I've ever done."
      "So, did you enjoy?"
      "At the time I did."
      "And, upon reflection?"
      Cathy was quiet for a few seconds.  "Yes.  I have to 
say it was enjoyable."  She did not share that she'd woke 
up this morning and masturbated again, thinking of 
yesterday, of the way Susan and Lisa had looked in the 
mirror, legs spread, fingers and hands busy, and the sounds 
they made.  She could still see in her mind's eye the way 
Cindy's nipples looked when Cindy had arched her back in 
orgasm.  Oh, yes, it was enjoyable.  
      "Okay.  Lisa and I worried on the way home that we'd 
pushed you somewhere you weren't comfortable."
      "No.  I honestly feel like I could have stopped it at 
any time.  It was strange and I was embarrassed, but it was 
okay."
      "Okay, then."  There was silence, neither knowing 
exactly how to follow up.  Finally, Susan said, "Look, we 
would never want to push you somewhere you didn't want to 
go, but we can get together to talk anytime."
      "Just talk?"  Cathy giggled.
      "If that's what you want.  You seem to want to explore 
sex.  Maybe just in your mind, but hey, if you enjoyed 
yesterday and we get the urge to do it again, who's to tell 
us we can't?"
      "Thanks.  And I mean thanks for everything.  It is 
kind of sad that my most wildest experience has been with 
other women.  I really do prefer men.  And yeah, I'd like 
to explore things.  Learn things.  Enjoy things.  It's time 
I got to."
      "Yes it is.  So, seriously, if you want to just talk 
about sex stuff, just let me know."
      "I don't even know where to begin."
      "Well, you'll have to take the lead, okay?  I'm still 
not sure where you're headed."
      "I'm not either.  Why can't you just teach me."
      Susan laughed.  "Oh, I'd be glad to teach you some 
things . . ."
      "I didn't mean . . ."
      "Oh, I know, I didn't mean that either.  I'd be glad 
to teach you about things you can do with men.  You have to 
really experience them to get the most out of them.  But, 
really, Cathy, fantasies are okay.  You can do whatever you 
want in your mind and nobody can fault you for it.  You 
should see some of my fantasies.  You'd probably want to 
lock me up."
      "Like what?"
      "Nope.  I'm not telling.  You ask questions if you 
want and I'll answer, but you have to take the lead."
      "But, why?"
      "Because Cathy... it turns me on to hear what flicks 
your clitty."
      They both laughed.  Cathy said, "I'm just so naive."
      "That makes it all the better."
      "Like . . . "
      "Like what?"
      "What's it like to put a man's thing in your mouth?"  
Cathy said all in a rush.
      "I like it, but you need to learn to use the right 
words okay?  It makes more sense and it makes it a little 
more nasty and nasty sex is a turn on.  So, did you really 
mean what is like to put a man's thing in your mouth? Or, 
did you mean what's it like to suck a man's cock?"
      "Okay.  What's it like to suck a man's cock?"  Good 
god, she was getting aroused.  And Susan was right.  It was 
nastier and sexier to use words like suck and cock.
      "Like I said, I like it.  I like the way it is hard in 
my mouth and the way it gets smooth and slick.  I like to 
feel the weight of a cock on my mouth.  I like to feel 
balls in my mouth.  I like the feeling of submissiveness 
when I'm on my knees and his hands are on my head taking 
control.  I like the taste of his skin and the smell of his 
musk.  I like the things it does to him, the way my mouth 
makes him shudder and moan.  And, I like to feel a cock get 
harder and harder.  I like to feel it jerk and I like the 
how nasty it feels to know he is coming in my mouth."
      "What's that like?  When he . . . comes in your 
mouth?"
      "Hmmmm. . . I feel powerful and sexy.  I feel slutty, 
in a good way.  It tastes like a man.  You might have to 
get used to the taste but I've always liked it.  Come can 
be kind of salty strong.  It is slick and hot.  God I'm 
getting wet just talking about it."
      Cathy laughed.  "Well, I'm getting that way just 
listening.  And, I've never done it."
      "You will some day.  If you want.  Damn, did Tom ever 
go down on you?"
      "You mean . . . no.  We never did any of that."
      "Cathy, if you think fingers feel good, just imagine a 
tongue against your pussy, squirming around, licking your 
clit.  There's little better than a good pussy eater."
      "Oh ..."
      "Yeah.  You will have to try it."
      "I feel so stupid."
      "No.  Don't.  Your inexperience is because you were 
faithful to a lousy lover.  That's all.  You don't have to 
worry about that anymore."
      "I know."
      "What else have you never done, but you're curious 
about?"
      "I don't know.  Different positions, I guess."
      "Hmmm. . . my favorite usually, is to be on my knees 
with him fucking me from behind.  You tried that when you 
fingered yourself in front of your mirror, didn't you?"
      "Yes."
      "You'll have to try it with a man.  Can I ask you 
something?"
      "Sure."
      "How did it feel to take your clothes off in front of 
a couple of other people yesterday?"
      "It was embarrassing, but it was also exciting.  It 
was . . ."
      "Nasty?"
      "Yeah, nasty and exciting."
      "It turned me on to see you naked, to see your breasts 
and your pussy and to watch you masturbate."
      "Yes."
      "Did it turn you on?"
      "Yes."
      "Is it turning you on now to think about?"
      "Yes."
      "And, how did you like watching us get naked to 
masturbate."
      "I liked it."
      "Tell me.  What did you like?"
      "Okay.  I liked seeing you both naked.  It was sexy to 
see your breasts.  It was sexy to see you spread your legs 
so I could see your pussy."
      "Even though we're just girls?"
      "Yes.  It was still sexy."
      "Imagine doing it in front of the guys.  I'm not 
suggesting you do it.  Just imagine it.  Imagine standing 
naked in front of the guys while they look at you naked."
      Cathy realized she was getting more and more aroused.  
"Yes?"
      "Does that turn you on?"
      Quietly, Cathy said, "Yes.  It does."
      "Cathy, I'm fingering myself while we talk about you 
getting naked in front of the guys.  It turns me on, too."
      "What would I do?"
      "You would strip so they could see you.  They would 
look at your breasts.  They would have you turn around so 
they could look at your ass."
      "Yes."  She could hear Susan breathing heavier.
      "They would have you lay down on the floor and spread 
your legs so they could look at your pussy."
      Cathy slipped a hand into her pants and beneath her 
panties.  She was wet.  "And . . ."
      "You still turned on?  I am so wet."
      "Me, too."
      "And, they'd have you spread your pussy open so they 
could see inside you."
      "Oh, god."  Cathy's finger slipped into the wetness of 
her sex and traced over her clit, sending a shock through 
her nerves.
      "You know what else my guys would want to see?"
      "What?"
      "They'd want you to get on your knees and raise your 
ass in the air."
      "So they could look at it?"
      "Yes."   Susan was going to come she was so turned on.  
Cathy could hear her pant in rhythm with her strokes.  
Susan heard her friend's intake of breath.
      "Cathy, are you playing with yourself?"
      "Yes."
      "It's a turn on, isn't it, to think about being on 
your knees while they watch."
      "Yes."
      "Both our guys like butts.  They'd want to see all of 
it."
      Cathy closed her eyes and imagined being naked on all 
fours with her friends looking at her ass.  "What do you 
mean: all of it?"
      "They'd tell you to spread your ass, so they could see 
your asshole."
      Cathy jerked at that, coming close to an orgasm.
      Susan said, "What do you think of that?"
      "I think it is really nasty.  Is that sexy?"
      "Oh, yes.  The asshole is very sexy."  Susan slipped a 
finger down and across her asshole lightly.  "Cathy, when 
you masturbate, have you ever touched yourself there?"
      "You mean on my . . . ass?"
      "Yes, have you ever let one of your fingers caress you 
there?"
      "No."
      "There are a lot of nerves there and you know there's 
nothing wrong with enjoying all your body."
      "I'm starting to understand that."  Her voice cracked 
a little because her hand was stroking pleasure between her 
legs.
      "Well, do it now."
      "What?"
      "Are you naked?"
      "No."  Could she do what she knew was coming?  Cathy 
decided to just do whatever Susan told her to do.
      "Take off your pants.  I will too."
      There was a moment when, if they'd been listening, 
each would have heard the rustle of clothes being taken 
off.
      "Okay," Cathy said.
      "You took off your pants?"
      "Yes."
      "Me, too.  Get your finger wet, like I am."
      "Okay.  I am."
      "Get on your knees."
      "Just a moment."  Cathy grabbed a pillow to rest the 
phone on.  She got on her knees on the floor.  She raised 
her ass and imagined Charles and James looking at her.  
"Okay," she said.
      "Is your finger in your pussy?"
      "Yes."
      "Mine, too.  Now, get it real wet and just reach 
behind you and run it over yourself."
      Cathy took her finger and pressed her hand further 
back.  Her finger was just in the crack of her ass and she 
moved it over her hole there, lightly.  She had, of course, 
touched herself there in the shower, but never like this.  
She pressed a little harder and then moved her hand back to 
her clit for a moment and then back to her asshole.
      "Are your rubbing it?" 
      "Yes."
      "Feel good?"
      "Yes, it does."
      "Cathy?"
      "What?"
      "I'm going to come."  Susan started making small 
noises of pleasure.
      "Oh, god."  Cathy started rubbing herself faster.  She 
lay her cheek next to the phone and reached between her 
legs with her other hand.  She kept one finger busy darting 
about and lightly pressing against her asshole, while the 
other hand stroked her pussy and her clit.  When the sounds 
that Susan made crested in volume, Cathy was coming.  She 
tried to be quiet, but Susan heard the gasps she made.
      Later, she'd pulled her pants back on.
      Susan said, "Nice?"
      "Yes."
      "See, sex is simple as long as you accept what you 
enjoy."
      "Susan, thank you.  I'm still embarrassed, but 
thanks."
      Susan laughed.  "Don't be embarrassed.  Look at me, 
I'm the one telling all my secrets.
      It was quiet for a moment, while Susan thought about 
what she wanted to suggest.
      "Cathy?"
      "What?"
      "Think about something.  Don't even try to answer 
right now.  But, would you like to watch Charles and me 
have sex?  You would not be expected to participate.  You 
could just watch.  It turns me on to watch and I know 
Charles will understand.  If you wanted to play with 
yourself, that would be okay."
      "uh... "
      "No, don't answer right now.  Think about it and if 
you like the idea, call me back sometime and just say, 
'okay' and I'll know what you mean."
      "Okay.  I mean I understand."
      "I have to go, we'll get back together soon and just 
go out like normal people.  Bye."
      "Bye."
      Cathy's mind could not even wrap around what Susan 
suggested, but it could also not stop thinking about what 
it would be like to watch her two friends have sex in front 
of her.  No.  To be exact, to have them have sex for her to 
watch.  She started to get aroused again, but she had to 
resist.  Her kids were due home any moment.
      
      The phone rang at Susan's house.  She answered, 
"Hello?"
      "Okay."
      "Cathy?"
      "Yes.  Okay."
      "Come over here tonight, 7:30."
      "Okay."  Breathless, Cathy hung up the phone.
      Susan turned to Charles and said, "Honey, I've got a 
surprise I think you'll like."