Before we begin, I feel it only prudent to remind everyone that this is a work of fiction, and that everyone involved is over the age of eighteen. Having said that...
Mr. Owens is about to meet his new playmates.
Anyone want to read more?
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"Hi, Mr. Owens!" Alex smiled, as I opened the door. It was Friday night, and Melissa was already here.
In fact, she'd been here for hours, and we had been having sex the whole time. She was now quite mellow, and relaxed, having cum several times.
I, on the other hand, hadn't. Cum, that is. What started out as a plan to make sure there was plenty of hot semen for my new partner, had left me with a pump primed to the maximum. My teeth were floating. I had dressed to greet my new playmate, not wanting to overwhelm her.
"Hello, Alex," I replied, my eyes falling to her beautiful chest, which was nicely displayed in the open neck of her blouse. She saw my expression, and pivoted aside.
"This is Mirai," she grinned, and gestured to her petite friend.
Wow,
I thought.
She's so tiny, but so big at the same time. This is going to be fun.
Tiny, she was, at just under five feet tall, with the typical slim build of young Asian girls. A short, black skirt hugged her hips, cinched around her narrow waist. Above, a classic white blouse billowed out, containing her impressive chest, buttoned to the top. Her smile was genuine, if a bit nervous, and I met her eyes with a smile of my own.
Speaking of eyes, her were huge, and very expressive, while still being dark and mysterious. Her hair, long, straight and black, completed the look.
"Nice to put a face to a name," I said, taking her hand. "How is it I never noticed you before at school?"
"Most people just look right over me," she smiled, then giggled in a cute girlish way. "Also, my boobs grew a lot in the last year," she winked. "I've heard you like girls with big boobs."
"Now, I wonder who might have told you that?" I laughed, as Alex tiptoed up for a kiss. Melissa appeared behind us, coming down from the bedroom, naked.
"Hi, Mirai!" she called, totally at ease. Her huge tits wobbled hypnotically as she walked over, and lifted my arm, tucking her nude self under it. "Ready to have some fun?"
"Yes, but I'm a little afraid. How much will it hurt?" Mirai replied, concern on her face. She had obviously seen Melissa naked before.
"Well, he's got a pretty big cock, so it's going to stretch you open," Melissa volunteered, "but it's the most wonderful hurt you ever felt." She moved across to her friend, and wrapped an arm around her diminutive shoulders, immune to her own nudity. "Alex and I will both be there, to help you through it. Once it's done, then you can really enjoy it, like we do. Right, Lexi?"
"Absolutely," Alex nodded, palming my crotch. "You didn't wear him out, did you? Left some cum for the rest of us?"
"Oh, I think you'll find he has lots left," Melissa giggled, knowing I had a huge load in store for whomever was in the firing line. "Where do you want to start? How about the den? We can make out, and get things warmed up?"
"Okay," I nodded, and watched Mirai caress Melissa's ass as they walked ahead of me. Melissa was nearly eight inches taller than her tiny Asian friend. It was interesting to watch from behind.
"Ready to pop another virgin?" Alex asked, pressing her body tight into my side. "I can't wait to watch you fuck her little pussy. It's gonna be so hot!"
"I can't help noticing that Mirai seems quite comfortable around Melissa, in the nude," I smiled. "That's not just from sharing a locker room during gym class, is it? There's more behind it than that, isn't there?"
"Oh, I'm not sure I should tell you," she giggled. "it might spoil the surprise."
Uh huh
. Like one pair of bi-sexual lovers wasn't enough, she had to bring in a third.
By the time I made it into the den, Alex was already undressing. On the couch, Melissa was busy kissing Mirai, who was eagerly kissing back, and fondling Melissa's breasts. I took a seat on the other side of Mirai, and settled in to watch.
"May I touch you, Mirai?" I asked. She paused her actions, releasing her grip on Melissa's left breast, and sat back.
"Yes, Mr. Owens," she smiled, her voice quivering. "Please, touch me. I want to feel your hands on me. I want you to make me a woman."
"Oh, I think that's already been taken care of," I answered, looking at her curves. "You are definitely all woman."
My right hand landed softly on her right breast, caressing the fabric of her blouse and the feminine globe beneath it. She leaned her head back, and closed her eyes, with her mouth slightly ajar, asking to be kissed. I was happy to do so, tasting her cherry-flavoured lips while my hand fondled her further. I found the buttons on her blouse, and slowly unfastened them, one by one. She moaned softly, into my mouth.
"Mmmmm, your touch is so confident," she sighed. "I've had boyfriends feel me up before, but they have no idea what they're doing. Melissa and Alex know what they're doing, but they don't have a dick. I really want to be fucked, by a real man, and when they said they had been having fun learning how to please a man with you, I just had to join in. I hope I don't disappoint you."
There was very little chance of that. Melissa had joined in, helping me unbutton Mirai's blouse, and she was now open to the waist, letting me feast my eyes on her astoundingly curvy chest. While Melissa was right when she told me Mirai wasn't in her league, size-wise, she was also right about the effect of big boobs on Mirai's tiny frame. She looked positively huge, and those proportionally large breasts were being cradled by a very sexy, very lacey white bra.
Alex had taken a place beside Melissa, and the two of them now sat back to watch me explore Mirai, while playfully caressing each other. They whispered back and forth, and giggled quietly.
I pulled Mirai over onto my lap, and she deftly swung her leg across, straddling me, then leaning in for more kissing. She was a very good kisser, obviously having had lots of practice with fumbling boyfriends and experienced girlfriends. I could feel her passion growing by the second, as the expected nervousness slowly melted away, being replaced by excitement at the prospects of the evening. She didn't even pull away to remove her blouse, simply sliding it off and dropping it behind her.
She was so light, it was as though a bird was perched on my lap. A bird with big tits, of course, and those full, round breasts were pressed against me, reminding me that she was there. Finally, she sighed, and sat back, looking at me with hooded eyes.
"Am I doing okay? Do you like my breasts?" she asked, biting her lower lip anxiously. In the tug-of-war between desire and self-esteem, the latter had temporarily taken the upper hand again.
"Mirai, you are very lovely, and I enjoy kissing you very much," I reassured her. "Now, as for these..." I smiled, grazing the bumps her erect nipples were raising through the lace with my fingertips, "... I think they're beautiful, and I'd love to see more. May I?"
She shivered, and nodded, beginning to reach behind herself.
"Please, let me," I stopped her. "I've always enjoyed unwrapping gifts, especially one as beautiful as you."
Mirai giggled, blushed, and nodded again, while Alex gave me a smile and a thumbs-up in the edge of my vision.
I slid my hands up her sides, brushing the sides of her full breasts, then reached around and up, pushing the straps off her shoulders. She shivered again, looking into my eyes as I unhooked the back of the bra, freeing her boobs at last. The weight of them pushed the garment down, until the straps caught at her elbows. She eased it off, and tossed it aside.
"Oh my, Mirai, your breasts are wonderful," I smiled, hefting them with my hands. They were firm, and heavy, but the striking feature was her nipples. The contrast between her smooth, porcelain skin and the tightly puckered, rose colour of her areolas was very exciting, but it was the nipples themselves that made me gape. Darker than the areolas, they stood like pointy cones, nearly like thimbles in size. My lips were drawn to them.
"Mmmmm, I love that," she moaned, running her fingers through my hair while I suckled her gently. "It makes me wet."
My hands had fallen to her hips, so I reached around, palming her firm backside. Her skirt had ridden up when she straddled me, letting me feel the warm skin exposed by her extremely brief panties. She was instinctively rubbing her mound over my hardening bulge, and when my fingers eased between her legs, they found her panties damp, and hot. She may have still been a virgin, but she was obviously ready, willing, and eager to change that status.
Movement on either side of me made me open my eyes, still softly sucking Mirai's nipples. Alex and Melissa were flanking us on the couch, both smiling wide. Alex spoke up first.
"Why don't I get her ready for you," she giggled, fluttering her tongue suggestively. "A nice warm-up orgasm will relax her."