Follow Up - A Strange Tale of Unlikely Circumstance
The other day I met a lovey lady, were we had a fun time together, and then I had some unexpected fun with her roommate, after that.
As unforeseen as that was, I wouldn't ever had expected to receive a message from the Roommate some days later. She had said how much she enjoyed our impromptu meeting and had a favor to ask of me. I had voiced my reluctance at first, but she said it wasn't anything bad, instead, it would be something I'd find quite appealing that called upon my "expertise". I had no idea what she could possibly be talking about, because we had only been together that one night and I had just figured out what she was suggesting. I asked her to go into detail in regards to this "favor" she was asking of me.
She said she had a friend, who hadn't believed her when she had told her about me... and what I had done to her. She asked me if the three of us could meet so she could "experience it for herself, directly". If I was reading in between the lines correctly, the young petite brunette with the Horn-rimed glasses that I had a great, but risky, unprotected sex with was asking to meet up with me again, AND she was going to bring a friend. This would be opportunity not worth missing if this was a legit offer. So I did what all the sleuths do, I asked questions. Was the friend OK with seeing me? Yes, she had told her everything she knew about me and what I did to her the other night. How old is she? Same as me, she messaged to which I responded that I didn't even know how old she was. She asked how old do you think I am? I responded with honesty, saying I would have though you in your teens, hell, even still in high school if it weren't for the fact that you were in your own place with a roomie. She sent a smiley emoji and said that I was not far off. She was in her college years and not even in her twenties yet. She'd met her roomie at college while looking for a place herself as she went to school, and they hit it off, despite the age difference as her roomie had started later in life to go to the local college. I laughed back saying something along the lines of how she must torment the guys with the whole school girl look. She apparently had a great laugh over that from the string of "LOL" that were sent after the joke.
More talking and more joking ensued, to which she found pleasing enough. She seemed like a really nice girl and I agreed to meet up with her and her friend. Then she asked if we could meet at my place. Had it not been for the fact that I knew where she lived already and spent the last forty five minutes talking with her, I would've said no to that proposition. It still sent up warning signs in my head which I didn't voice any of that, but instead, said yes.
We had set up a time later that day, not wanting to wait apparently, and I readied myself. When the knock at the door came, my heart skipped a beat. I may not be a stranger to threesomes as much as I once was when I started this "journey", for lack of a better word, only a year ago, but they weren't so common as to not get me excited about them. Let's hope I never get tired of them.
I open the door and I was stunned. I saw the familiar face of the petite girl with the horn-rimed glassed I had seen the other night except they were missing from her cute face. The other girl was also a petite lady with long wavy red hair pulled back and a shy cute smile as she looked up to me, a bit taller than her friend around the 5'4" mark. The thing that had stunned me as pretty as they were, was the fact that they both wore attire that was making them look a lot younger than college girls. The brunette wore a low cut denim skirt and a top that showed none of her firm midsection as before but left her nice smooth shoulder line naked for all to admire from afar. To top off the look her hair was halved into to tails on the side of her head that would come over her chest, ending around her small perky breasts. Bangs over her forehead and a perky smile completed the look of an innocent bubbly teenager.
Her friend had taken the illusion even further, going for the prep school girl look. Plaid skirt that had be hemmed shorter than would've been allowed in school if not bought outright at that size somewhere else. A white button down skirt that snugged her thin frame and gave you little idea of what size her breasts were underneath it. A matching plaid "tie" went around her collar to complete the look of a good catholic or private school girl. Her thigh high stockings also gave off their allure as the legs that wore them twisted in place with an anxious gesture.
I'm not one to condone anything underage EVER, but play acting the part was another matter and these girls played it well, this from the guy who could still play off the appearance of still being of college age. I have the shocked gasps from many a person who've learned my true age to back that claim up.
"Hello, mister," said the Brunette, rocking me out of what appeared to be a lengthy stare. "We were wondering if you could help us. Can we come in?"
"Where are my manners, of course, please," I said, playing along with the bit, wondering where they got the idea for this. After letting the girls in and shutting the door I turned to them an asked how I could help them.
"Well, mister," said the Redhead, softly and bashfully. "My friend has told me a lot about you. Some things that.." she paused. Was this an act or was she really this shy. She fidgeted a little and brought her eyes up to mine. "She says you were the best she's had."
I turned to the Brunette and saw her biting her lip slightly as we locked eyes, backing up the proclamation she made to her friend. Having been so young, I doubt there were many guys she has been with that did know what they were doing, remembering myself at that age, hell I still didn't have much in the way of "Secret Knowledge" when it came to sex, I just fed off the other person, trying different things, seeing what they liked, and going from there. So, in that mindset I didn't let the claimed of my godliness wonder get to my head. Really.
"Well, that's a tall claim to live up to," I returned. "but I appreciate the compliment." I've got to get better at taking and giving compliments, it still sounds fake to me.
"Thing is," interrupted the Brunette, not shy in the least as she stepped close to her friend, putting and arm affectionately around the Redhead's waist. "My friend was hoping you could show her how good you are, let her judge for herself since she's having such a hard time believing it."
"Is it alright, mister," said the Redhead softly with a little pout at the end and eyes that seemed to really grow larger and glossy. They were really laying it on thick. It was really turning me on.
"If I must prove myself..." I said humorously, getting a cute giggle from the Redhead and a wide smile from the Brunette. I held out a hand for each that they happily accepted and lead them back to my bedroom, feeling naughty and criminal as I did. The free hands they did have were used to affect, the Redhead starting a conversation about each other as she rubbed up along my arm, the Brunette watering her lips as she felt up my torso.
After closing the door to my room, I turned to the Redhead an asked if she was ready? She nodded in silent agreement. I bent my head down slowly for a light kiss, drawing it out with a nuzzle of nose to nose and a brush of my lips to hers. Once we finally did touch, she was comfortable and eager for it by that point and she took it further. Breathing heavier, gasping, as the kissing became more involved, tongues darting out like fencers testing their opponents, then into full on wrestling against the other. They twirled around the insides of our mouths as she reached around my neck to hold on moaning in her throat the whole time.
She broke off after minutes, having gotten some silent cue from her friend because as soon she was gone the Brunette came in, inhaling deeply and giving a long moan of remembrance, as she went straight to our tongues invading each others out of hunger. She upped the ante when she took one hand and started messaging my crotch, which got another deep moan as she did it. Then another hand. I pulled back after minutes and came to realized that the Brunette wasn't using both hands on me. While her free hand had gone up her friends skirt doing something secret and naughty, the Redhead was rubbing me.
"Let's give him some more," said the Brunette, as she went over to kiss her friend deeply. It worked. I grew more in my pants to the point of discomfort, my penis wanted to be freed. The girls stopped there lovely affection toward each other and smiled to each other as they took a breath and put there foreheads together lightly. "Are you ready to see it?"
"...Yes," said the Redhead. They pulled away from one another and began working at my pants, which got me even more aroused. The belt and button undone, the Brunette reached in and put the skin of her fingers around the skin of my worked up penis. Once she found what she was fishing for she smiled seductively. She watered her lips again as she worked my member out of my pants watching for her friends reaction.
"Oh... wow..." said the Redhead, in an believably impressed tone of voice and not in a "OMG" way.
"I know, right?" acknowledge the Brunette, and then turned and swallowed up the head of my penis. She continued what she started the night I met her at her roommates place, sucking and slurping, getting my hard on gooey and wet with her saliva. Going deeper and deeper, and then stopping for a few seconds when she got as deep as she could go, pulling back and off in an inhale of gasping breath leaving a trail of spit as she did.
"You want to try going deeper," I asked. She looked up doe eyes and shook her head yes as see continued breathing heavily. She came back in and I gently pushed the back of her head deeper, her mouth gawked and eyes watered a little but she didn't resist. A muffled cough made me stop, but she didn't pull away until her lip were nearly close to the base, then came back in a gasp of air.
The Redhead was wide eyed after seeing her friend. to which I turned to her and asked if she wanted to try. She eagerly lapped up the mushroom-shaped head of my cock into her mouth and popped back and forth. I turned back to the Brunette as her breathing has gone from gasping to more excited, looking up at me passionately she extends her self up from sitting on her legs as begins kissing me. Grabbing the back of my head she, somewhat zealously, gets in as deeply as she can which causes me to expand down below as the Redhead has me in her mouth. A sweet surprised moan comes from her followed by a longer lower moan as if she had just taken in her favorite food. As I am kissing the Brunette my mind flashes back to the other night with her and I begin thrusting slowly into the mouth of the Redhead out of muscle memory. Not expecting it, the Redhead pulls back, which forces me to break out of the kiss.
"Sorry about that," I said down to her. "She was getting me worked up."
"It's okay, mister," she said innocently enough, her big brown eyes looking up at me. "As long as you can do that to me, too."
