She was tiny, and so shy she could barely look me in the eye. When Rory said his girlfriend wanted a threesome I expected someone confident, forward and uninhibited. This quiet, ordinary girl clutching her handbag and half hiding behind him took me by surprise.
"Hi," I said, smiling reassuringly at her.
She smiled back, flashing shiny metal braces covering her teeth. She was cute, in a definite girl-next-door type way.
Rory had arranged this visit, for us to get to know each other, before we went any further. We wandered into HMV and browsed the music. I tried to make conversation with her, but she giggled nervously, brushing her soft brown hair out of her eyes, and directed the conversation back to Rory.
I watched her flick through the metal section, my eyes wandering over her body. Her large, round tits heaved over her tiny frame. Her jeans were loose and low so you could see the red waistband of her underwear, accentuated by the heavy silver belt she had slung around her bony hips. Between my legs began to tingle.
We headed down the high street to grab a burger. I thought about ways I could make her feel more at ease, I knew I had to make her feel comfortable or this threesome would never happen. I couldn't get near her though, the only conversation was between Rory and I.
As we neared the fast food joint, I decided I would have to take the bull by the horns. I called her back slightly as Rory went in to the restaurant first.
"Hey, do you wanna go somewhere just us two, so we can get to know each other better without Rory?" I said, confidently.
She hesitated.
"Come on." I said assertively, and took her by the hand. I called out to Rory, telling him we were going to do `girl stuff' and we would see him later. He looked surprised, but didn't argue.
I knew the perfect place- a little alcove in the upstairs indoor market, where no one ever went. It was only a few minutes away.
I sat down, my pussy starting to drip with anticipation. She looked more nervous than ever.
"I thought we should have a chat about this threesome," I explained, softly. "Do you still want to do it?"
She looked at her feet and mumbled a yes.
"Have you had one before?" I asked, unzipping my hoodie slightly so she could see the top of my cleavage. I noticed her eyes dart down and back up again.
"No," she answered, bluntly.
"Have you kissed a girl before?" I continued.
"No." she repeated.
She was still standing up. I stood up and pulled her towards me, holding her tightly with both hands around her waist. Slowly, I pushed my lips against hers. She didn't resist, kissing me back firmly. Bolder now, I thrust my tongue into her mouth and pulled her tighter against my body.
I sat back down on the bench, pulling her on to my lap. I moved my hands around to her tiny butt and pulled her right close to me. Our tits touching, our mouths still interlocked in a passionate kiss, I felt my pussy pulsating.
We stopped kissing for a few seconds and I smiled at her. Deciding conversation wasn't her thing, I didn't bother saying anything, and planted a few soft kisses on her neck. I felt her hands caressing my sides.
Slowly, I inched my hands up the sides of her tight black vest top. Her skin was pale and freckled. I stroked her stomach before moving my hands so I could feel the lining of her bra. I heard a sharp intake of breath before I slid my hand under and cupped her breast, thrusting my pussy towards hers as I did so.
Both of us were breathing heavy now, I wanted nothing more than to rip all her clothes off and get straight to it. I yanked her top up over her heaving breasts and started to slowly lick and suck at her rose petal nipples. She moaned, I could feel her hips starting to rotate on my lap.
I stopped briefly, to look her in the eye again. She didn't look away this time, and held my gaze as I unbuttoned her jeans. The sound of the zipper coming down nearly made me orgasm alone, and I led her hand to do the same to my jeans.
Sliding my hand over the outside of her underwear, I could feel she was soaked through. I pulled her panties to one side and stroked the clean shaven outside of her pussy lips. She whimpered in my ear as she rubbed tiny circles over the outside of my panties. I slowly slid four fingers over her dripping pussy, then carefully slid one inside her. Plunging deep, I felt her hand inch its way inside my underwear.
I raised my hips up to allow her easier access, and she began making slow but firm circles over my sex, my juices gathering in the palm of her hand. She rocked back and forth. I copied her motions, using my free fingers to caress and massage her lips and clitoris. I whispered for her to come inside me, and she thrust two fingers deep into my gaping pussy.
Thrusting harder and harder against my hand, I could feel she was about to come.
Suddenly I became aware of a noise behind me and I opened my eyes. Turning my head, I could see Rory watching us.
We all stopped still, and he stared at us, hands down each others pants, locked in an embrace, one of my hands still cupping her tit and the other covered in her cum...