I paced the floor nervously. Just five more minutes and they'd be here. I wasn't quite sure how I ended up in this place, getting ready to have my first threesome -- my first anything with another girl -- but here I was, incredibly turned on by it.
When he first mentioned it, I immediately said no. Kiss another girl? Nope. Suck her nipples? No way. Eating pussy? Absolutely not.
I began to give in a little, to please him. But eventually, I began to find myself more and more intrigued. The pictures of girls, being drawn to brunettes with blue eyes; small tits, big tits; tan skin, pale skin. I started to wonder what it would be like to kiss a girl, running my fingers through her hair and over her body. What it would feel like to run my hands down her sides, across her stomach, over her hips, and down her thighs.
I was shook back to reality when they walked in. He kissed me, and I felt her eyes on me. I pulled away, shifting my gaze to her. The next thing I knew, her face was in my hands, and our lips met. Her lips were soft against mine, her fingers wrapped up in my hair. The kiss deepened, our tongues crashing together. I wasn't sure how I would feel, but I felt the wetness grow between my legs.
Our kiss broke, and he spanked my ass, reminding us both he was still there. I felt her hands run down my body, over the dress I wore. No bra, no panties. Just as he expected. Her hands ran back up my body, lingering over my tits. Her graze hardened my nipples as I softly moaned. Immediately, I kissed her, my hands up her shirt. I broke the kiss, removing her shirt. My hands found her tits, brushing over her nipples before stopping to pinch them both between my fingers.
He pushed us toward my bedroom. He kissed her, and then me. She looked at him, as he began to unbuckle his pants. I fell to my knees, ready and waiting to suck his big cock. She knelt next to me, and we kissed as his cock sprung out in front of us.