To All the Penises I've Ever Known

By: Lori Schafer

Erotic Shorts by Lori Schafer


I yawned and pried open my eyes. Early morning sunlight was streaming in through the blinds. A cool breeze ruffled pleasantly through my exposed pubic hair. It tickled. I felt myself becoming aroused.

Wait a minute, I thought sleepily. A what was ruffling through my what now?

I glanced down at my body, dappled with the warming rays of the sun. My breasts were bare. My belly was bare. My thighs were bare. In fact, the only part of me that wasn’t bare was my right foot, which still clung to the more stubborn half of a cotton ankle sock.

I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

I was woken again by a soft cough somewhere off to my right. I kept my eyes shut and tried to ignore it. It sounded again, louder. I sighed and turned my head to look.

I’ll admit I wasn’t quite sure who I was going to find there. It isn’t every day, you know, that a woman finds herself in this particular situation.

“Good morning, Kathy,” Jim said, rising into a half-sitting position and smiling shyly at me, his dark eyes glowing.

“Er… good morning,” I answered. I tried to smile back, but my face felt frozen. I didn’t want to look at his eyes, so I looked at his body instead. Sure enough, he was naked, too. His penis had also risen into a half-sitting position, and it swayed gently as the cool breeze ruffled through his pubic hairs. Vaguely I wondered if it aroused him the way it did me.

“I guess this is a little weird, huh?” he said. He stretched a long hand out towards my hip, but stopped short of touching me.

“Oh,” I said, not really sure what to say. “We’ve been friends a long time, Jim. I guess it was bound to happen eventually.”

He inched closer. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to notice, so I pretended not to.

“Are we… okay?” he said, his eyes full of questions I didn’t want to answer.

I took mental stock of my body, lying stark naked in a strange bed with sun trickling through the blinds. My breasts were sore. My thighs were sore. I felt like I’d been ridden hard and put away wet. All in all, it wasn’t a bad way to wake up.

I turned back to him. He still had that arm hopefully extended and I took it and drew it around me. He pulled me toward him until my face was buried in his chest. He was covered with the smell of sweat and sex. He’d never smelled like that to me before. I didn’t think I minded it.

“We’re okay,” I replied.

With a great heave of his long arms, he yanked me up on top of him and enveloped me in a big bear hug, his hands tight to my waist, his chest tight to my breast. Maybe if I’d had some warning, I could have resisted. But as it was, I couldn’t help myself. I threw my legs around him. I felt his cock hardening and my insides responding. Wetness was already invading my thighs and I wondered where it had been hiding. This can’t be a good idea, I thought. But that damned breeze was still ruffling irresistibly through my pubes and I didn’t know what to do. If we did it again now, who knew where it might lead?

I shifted and his penis slid smoothly over my clit. It felt good, so I did it again. And again. He placed his hands on my ass and squeezed, hard. That made it even better. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

“Starting without me, eh?” said a voice on my left.

“Morning, Sam,” Jim said, not lessening his grip on my ass.

“Morning, Sam,” I echoed, still sliding that cock back and forth between my legs. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Quite all right,” he said, smiling at me with eyes that shined.

I paused to look him over. He, too, was completely naked, except for the pair of ladies silk panties strewn across his neck. I couldn’t tell if the window-breeze was ruffling his pubes or not. There was too much fully erect cock in the way.

“This is a little weird, huh?” he said, his eyes fixed on me and Jim. He suddenly rolled toward us, sending the panties flying. He, too, smelled of sweat and sex. I thought maybe I liked it.

I shrugged. “We’ve been friends a long time, Sam,” I said evenly. “It was bound to happen eventually.”

He nodded his agreement. I nodded, too. Jim nodded back.

It’s so wonderful when good friends agree.

Sam reached out to caress me with the back of his hand. My hips stopped moving. They were getting better ideas.

“Um, so what do we do now?” he said.

I didn’t answer. Instead I rolled off of Jim and lay down between them. They cuddled up on each side of me, warming my body better than any early morning sunshine, their erections pressed hard against my thighs. Then they reached around me. I felt their fingers tickling my pubes and I forgot all about the breeze.