I had been watching a young coed that worked at a small tavern near campus. She was always very friendly, always glad to see me when I would stop in during the day while out and about. My last trip in there, I planted the seed. I made a comment how much "FUN" her and I could have with my man.
You and I had been in there before. So she knew what you were like. I decided "no guts, no glory" and stopped in on my way home and asked her if she would be interested in spending the evening with us Friday night. I told her we'd grill, have some drinks, play some cards or SOMETHING. She gladly accepted.
She is quite a bit younger then we are. In her early twenties. Not standing real tall, at 5'5" she's fits into her 130 lbs well. I have noticed full round globes under her shirt at work, and can't wait to see them in your hands. Her hair, I wouldn't call blonde, or brown, somewhere in the middle. Shoulder length, although she usually wears it up in banana clips.
Friday night arrives. You think that we are just going to be alone. We're sitting out on the deck, having a drink, enjoying the evening sunshine. You hear a car pull up the drive. I say I will go see who it is. You stay put.
I answer the door and let our guest in. She looks terrific in a tight tank top. her shorts are riding low. I see her firm thighs and am already wondering if she will let me in between them.
I lead her out to the back deck. It is surrounded by privacy fence and very secluded. The yard is gated as well. We grab her a drink on the way out. Your mouth drops as I lead her out to say hello. "Honey, we have a guest for dinner," I say.
I look to your shorts. I already see life down there.
Still not knowing if things will go as planned, I play it cool. The drinks are flowing, the conversation great. She is a witty refreshing young gal. Somewhere in the conversation she tells us her boyfriend, the ONLY one she has ever had, has just joined the service months ago. Since then, she hasn't been out with anyone. Afraid to be disloyal to him. We assure her, that she is in good hands.
I can tell her wine is getting to her. She is giggly and being very open with us. She tells us he was her first, and how he taught her to enjoy sex. You and I look at each other. Knowing this is our chance.
I move toward her, put my hands on her shoulders, and tell her "We could give you something really to enjoy". I assure her that everything would be kept between us. "I want you to feel like what its like to make love to a real man", I tell her. She is a bit hesitant, but nods.
You rise and walk to her. Grab her by the shoulders, and gently reach down and kiss her. Not a 20yr old randy kiss, but a passionate, man in control of himself kiss. I see her resolve melt as she kisses you back. I sit back in my chair, sip my drink and watch. Your hands slide down her back, lower and lower until they are cupping her firm cheeks. Her shorts are short short, and as she lifts one leg to get closer to you, I see the outline of her ass. I also she is wearing a thong. You are rubbing her back and shoulders with one hand and cupping her ass with the other.
I see your fingers edging lower to the outline of the bottom of her shorts. They snake their way inside her shorts from the back. I see her legs spread wider, giving you easier access. Oh God she is getting turned on. So are we. Before long, she has one leg up on the lawn chair, leaning on you. Your fingers probing her pussy from behind. Her hips are pressing against you with each movement. I take this as an opportunity. I come behind her. She is now between us. She startles at first. You tell her to relax that it is ok.