Note: if you haven't already, read Bindu & Theresa Ch. 01, which is a prequel to this story.
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The morning after Rob and I had not only hooked up with Bindu and Theresa but had also swapped partners so that each of us had enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh with each of them, we were pleased to hear from both of them and learn that there were no regrets regarding the events of the previous night. In fact, both of them had enjoyed being with both of us and neither was feeling proprietary about either of us so the bottom line was that they were both open to further sexual encounters with either one of us. Over the next few days, we spent time together but didn't have an opportunity for another event like what had occurred in Bindu's basement, though each of us always went home thoroughly sexually satisfied. One day when Rob was at work, though, I got a call from Bindu who I'd said was welcome to call whenever she wanted me to eat her pussy. Rob still had not done that for her and I suspected that, if it happened at all, it wouldn't be any time soon.
Back in the late 80s, when this all happened, we didn't have cell phones to coordinate where we'd be and when we'd be meeting up; it all had to be done beforehand. Bindu called to let me know that she was heading to the mall with her mom. She wanted to know, if I didn't already have plans, whether I could pick her up there and take her somewhere so that she could enjoy feeling my tongue on her clit again. I was absolutely interested and was not otherwise committed so she told me that she was planning to part ways with her mom for a bit, meet me outside, then hook up with her mom again once we were done. We established where and when I'd pick her up and I got over there a little early to figure out where we could go. Since it was after the holidays, the parking lots and parking structure weren't too busy so I found an area of the parking structure that would allow us some privacy.
At the designated time, I picked Bindu up and drove to the parking structure, backing into a spot in the area I'd scoped out earlier. I suggested we move to my backseat even though it wasn't that spacious because I figured there'd be less likelihood of us being spotted by mall security and it'd probably be easier to accomplish our intended activities there than in my bucket seats up front with a console between us. No one was around so we stepped out of the car then climbed right back in through the back doors. After another quick glance around, we made out a little as I fondled her tits through her shirt. She'd wisely elected to wear a skirt, one of those denim miniskirts that were all the rage back then. Rather than sliding my hand up under it to caress her pussy through her panties, I just lowered my head toward her lap while sliding the hem up, exposing her panties. She lifted her ass off the seat so that I could get the hem all the way up around her waist then start to slide her panties down.
With her panties sitting on the rear deck, she leaned back into the corner formed by the backseat and the door, bringing one foot up onto the seat while the other remained on the floor. I kissed along her smooth inner thighs toward her trim, black bush. I took a moment to admire her meticulous grooming before running my tongue along her slit, causing her to moan. She was already flooded with pungent juices so I spent a few minutes just lapping them up, continuing to run my tongue along her slit. I suspected that she didn't have the luxury of a lot of time if she needed to meet up with her mom again, and I definitely wanted to do more than just eat her pussy, so I made my focus getting her to a quick but highly pleasurable orgasm. Slipping a finger into her snug, slippery pussy, I started to lick and suck her clit while sliding it in and out. She moaned louder and each subsequent moan seemed to go on longer as she grabbed my head and began to rock her hips toward my face. I was pretty psyched to be eating her pussy again and it wouldn't have surprised me if Theresa had mentioned to her that I was eating her pussy every opportunity that I got. I knew Rob wasn't eating Bindu's pussy so, between Theresa sharing what I was doing for her and our experience in Bindu's basement, it didn't surprise me, not only that she'd called, but also that she was already so fired up before I even got her panties off.
Her pussy was becoming even wetter and more engorged around my pumping finger the longer I was eating her so I was really eager to slip my cock into her once she'd cum. My effort was already focused on giving her a quick and pleasurable orgasm so there wasn't anything to change to get her there. I continued licking and sucking her clit while sliding my finger in and out of her as she moaned louder and longer. She finally cried out as her body started shaking like crazy and my finger was flooded with even more of her juices. I kept eating her as she was cumming, wanting to be sure she experienced every bit of intense pleasure as possible. Her orgasm went on pretty long and, only once I was absolutely certain that she'd finished cumming, I raised my head and slipped my finger out of her pussy and into my mouth.
"You are so fucking awesome!" she practically yelled, then sat up and brought her mouth toward mine. I removed my finger and our lips met, her hand going to my lap as our tongues slipped into each other's mouths.
