Like any 19-year-old with a girlfriend, the parents going out of town is a time for celebration; and for sexual escapades. My girlfriend Joy's parents had left for Europe for 15 days and her older brother had headed up north for the long weekend. My imagination and libido were running wild. Joy was smokin' hot! 5 feet, 9 inches tall, 130 pounds, long blonde hair, long legs, a killer ass, and perfect champagne cup breasts. But best of all, her libido outpaced mine. She was willing to have sex anywhere when there was a decent opportunity - cars, closets, beds, hot tubs, parks, and many more places and times than I can recall.
We were sitting at her dining room table, having just finished lunch. She came over and sat on my lap, smiling a delicious and devilish smile. Her lips met mine and away we went. Our tongues were engaged in a power struggle with neither one winning the battle significantly.
In my mind, all I could think about was getting her out of her shirt and pale yellow shorts and enjoying every inch of her firm and lean body. While one my hands was on the small of her back holding her in the sitting position, the other was caressing her tanned, smooth legs. As my erection quickly grew, my hand left her leg, moved inside her shirt, and starting caressing her young, firm breast. In almost no time, her shirt was off and her nipple was in my mouth being teased by my tongue. I swear, I could suck those tits for hours. For an 18-year-old, she had wonderfully protruding nipples.
Joy's breathing was becoming heavy and she began to rub my cock through my pants. My mouth had now moved to her other breast, while my she squirmed on my lap and opened her legs.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
What the fuck?! I had just begun to unbutton her shorts when someone started banging on the front door. Next came the doorbell. Joy stood up, buttoned her shorts, and reached for her shirt.
"I'm sorry, I forgot I told Pam to come by this afternoon. I didn't know we'd be so 'involved' so quickly."
Pam was her best friend. A perpetual third wheel on a lot of our dates, Pam generally didn't have a boyfriend. While I never minded her tagging along, now was certainly not an opportune time.
Joy answered the door and Pam stepped in and greeted her with a hug. Pam as dressed casually, tight denim shorts, white tank top, and black cowgirl boots. Obviously, she was just oblivious to what an empty house meant to easily excited teenagers. She casually went to the table, looked in the take-out bag to see if anything was left, and sat down.
Pam was on the short side, maybe 5' 2" and probably weighed the same 130 pounds that Joy did. While she definitely wasn't fat, she could best be described as solid. She was cute, had stocky legs which caused her boots to fit tightly, nice round ass, and very large breasts. It was always a running joke that with tits like she had, that she never had guys hanging around.
"What are you guys up to?"
I wasn't in the mood to give an easy answer, so I went with the honest one. "We were just about to have sex. Joy had to put her shirt on just to answer the door."
"Yeah, right." Pam replied.
"We were. Want proof?"
With that, I quickly went behind Joy and lifted her shirt off. Joy stood there, tits exposed and nipples hard. She made no move to cover up and Pam was left speechless. I think part of her mind thought proof would be me showing my cock, but this seemed appropriate. "What's the matter, never seen her tits before?"
"Actually, she has" Joy answered. "Pam has spent the night here before. It's no big deal. I'm not ashamed of my body. Plus, it's Pam that really has the great tits, not me"
Pam began to blush. While I had hoped this would be her cue to leave, she never stood up to go and kept staring at Joy. I guess my shocking comment may have made her catatonic.
