It was a warm early spring day, and I was sitting in a Burger King in the centre of town, munching on a box of French fries. Anyone who knows me, will know that fast food outlets are not my natural environment. But when I am there at the request of the two nineteen year olds and one eighteen year old, who were my muses, I can make an exception.
My friends with benefits Jasmine and Alia had just introduced me to their mutual friend Mya, and the three of them had somewhat nervously jerked me off in the local forest, in a particularly quiet spot. This was the precursor to an afternoon of sex, and a necessary release of pent up ejaculate that would help me to last longer for what was to come.
The three girls were happily scoffing their burgers and fries and chatting to each other, like the normal healthy teenagers that they are. An observer might have wondered what my role was, on a Saturday afternoon, relaxing with three girls their age. I could not easily pass for an older relative, given the distinctly exotic appearance of my companions. Their jet black hair and light olive complexion contrasted with my brown hair and blue eyes. It was true, I felt slightly out of place, even given my relatively young mien. This was the first time I had ever socialised with the girls, and the age difference was more apparent to me, as their conversation was so alien. They were talking about bands and singers I had never heard of and TV programmes I had never watched. In the bedroom, we were equalised, my physical fitness and sexual potency more than a match for their own libido.
Any passing uncertainty about the situation was dismissed instantly when I thought about peeling off their clothes and kissing them all over. My lustful ambitions for the afternoon were enough to make me giddy.
"Have you got some beer in?" asked Alia interrupting my naughty day dream.
"Sure have. Saint Miguel and Peroni."
"Hmmm... will wash down all this grease nicely," added Mya.
"The fridge is well stocked," I confirmed, feeling happier to be part of the conversation again.
"I suppose we ought to go back to yours then," suggested Alia.
"Are you feeling up to it?" asked Jasmine, in her matter of fact way.
I looked around, rather conscious of how her remarks might be construed.
"We could be talking about gardening," she added, noting my awkward body language. In any case the general chatter in the restaurant was enough to make our conversation part of the general hum of human talk.
"Yes, indeed. And yes I'm up to it, as well you know."
"But you've not done three before," Alia pointed out sweetly.
Mya giggled at this remark and looked at me bashfully.
I could have done without these types of comments, if I was to get up and go, as my nether regions were becoming rapidly inconvenienced. I'm not sure if the girls were deliberately doing it, knowing the effect it would have or were merely guilty of playful flirtation.
"Are we ready then?" asked Jasmine.
"Just give me a minute," I said.
Jasmine looked at Alia and rolled her eyes. The three of them got up and headed for the rest room, thereby giving me another opportunity to ogle their lovely legs and butts. It also gave me the required time to take a few deep breaths and compose myself before waiting for them in the sunshine.
It was only a 15 minute journey from the town centre to my place and Jasmine was already parked on my driveway when I arrived. I really need to have a word with her about her speeding! The three girls piled out and I let them into my house. I'm fortunate in not having nosy neighbours, and only once did the old lady opposite once comment upon my regular young visitors. Something along the lines of 'You're keeping busy.' I'm sure that was an innocent remark rather than a knowing comment about my arrangements, but I passed it off as they being a couple of geology students, which is true.
Jasmine and Alia were by now very familiar with my house and took Mya through to the living room, which was bright but cool, as the sun is in the back in the afternoon. I took a few bottles of Belgian beer from my refrigerator and handed three of them out, helping myself to a long slug from the fourth.
The girls looked amazing seated in a row on my sofa. Now in the privacy of my own home I allowed my eyes to roam over their legs and bare arms and the way their clothes made suggestive contours around their bodies. Their lovely black hair, all cut different ways; shoulder length on Jasmine, sleek and waist length on Alia and long and curly on Mya was intoxicating. They were very relaxed now and obviously comfortable and enjoying the beer. We spoke a bit about Mya's plans for her gap year and what she would do with the fifteen hundred I was going to give her. When there was a natural pause in the conversation, I placed my bottle down and turned the subject to all things erotic.