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, Brandon,” she says. “I’m kind of nervous but not because of you.”
“I’m a little nervous myself, Kristina,” 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 Lauren is pressuring you into fucking her flat chested friend,” she starts to get up. “It’s okay, you really don’t have to…”
“Kristina!” I interrupt her and pull her back towards me. “My cock is rock hard thinking about sliding into your tight, virgin pussy. You are extremely desirable… please don’t demean 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 resolutely. “Honestly, they didn’t even think of it. Kylie and Alex were too anxious to fuck you themselves and Lauren… well, Lauren’s your sister,” 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, Brandon,” 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?” Kylie calls down the hallway. We break the kiss and I look Kristina 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 demurely and standing up.
“Kristina,” 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, Brandon,” 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.
“Mom and dad’s room,” Lauren says. “It’s the largest room, has a king-sized bed, and I’ll change the sheets before they get home.” Kind of weird but probably the best place.
“You’re really all going to watch?” I ask as we’re filing down the hallway to our parent’s bedroom.
“Not just watch,” Kylie says. “We’re there for encouragement and support.”