Author: Pescador del Valle Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Part: Chapter 6 of 25 Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters of three older teenagers Keywords: mfF, nosex, petting, oral, rom Language: English Copyright: 2003 ********************************************* * WARNING! * * This text file contains sexually explicit * * material. If you do not wish to read this * * type of literature, or you are under age, * * PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! * ********************************************* Comments appreciated : see Pescador del Valle on www.asstr.org/authors.html ********************************************************* Cilla, Sonia and I had got together at a cast party following my school's annual theatrical production. We had arranged to go to a movie following an amorous three- way encounter at Sonia's house and had just finished lunch where Sonia had ended up as part of the meal. ********************************************* We joined a short queue for tickets. I insisted I could afford to pay for us although the others offered to go "Dutch". Though Cilla was working full time and probably getting more per hour than me, she had paid for Sonia's shopping. Sonia was, like me, a full time student and didn't have a part-time job yet so, although her mother had given her some spending money I told her to use it for something special instead. Cilla insisted on paying at the snack bar however, "You paid for lunch. Let me pay here." I consented without further comment (we had just eaten and our purchases consisted merely of an extra large popcorn and three drinks) and we made our way to some cushioned benches to wait for the doors to open. We hadn't really had a chance to find out too much about each other considering all we had done together. Sonia and I had spent a bit of time together at school over the past few months. Cilla was her neighbour and sister to one of her friends and classmates, Jean, who I also knew. I had met Cilla less than twenty-four hours previously and she, Sonia and I had started fooling around together before getting a fair bit more seriously involved. I suppose lust at first sight became love in hind sight. Whatever, and however it came about, we found ourselves in a three way relationship with little background knowledge of each other except between Cilla and Sonia. "So Sonia. You mentioned your Mum last night but not your Dad. Can I ask about him?" I probably should have asked Cilla in case there was something upsetting for Sonia but I didn't think of that until later and it turned out that it didn't really matter. "Yeah. He died about three years ago in a car crash. Some drunk ran a red light and plowed into the side of him. Mum got pretty shook up over it for a while and we both still miss him at times but it's not painful any more." "I'm sorry." I took her hand. "Have you any brothers or sisters?" I've got an older brother, he's 20 and lives with his girlfriend. Other than that there's just me and Mum." Cilla took her other hand, "And us now." Sonia squeezed both hands held in hers. We sat and talked a bit more about our families; about Cilla's job and mine; about how soon the final exams would be upon us (only one week until two week study vac for me!) and what plans we had after break up. I said that I had my 17th birthday coming up just after my last exam in a month's time. That led to a discussion of birthdays and I found Cilla was 15 months older than me and Sonia was 10 months younger. I was being allowed four weeks break after finishing high school before having to start working full time, although for the first couple of years I would also be studying part time (provided my grades were satisfactory - something I was not worried about). Sonia would be finishing her school year a week after my birthday; she had only two exams, her remaining subjects having been covered by continuing assessment through the year. Cilla said she had put in for holidays around the same time and could adjust them by a week to coincide with our break. We all thought that was a marvellous idea. A bell chimed nearby and the usher opened the door to our theatre. A stream of people came out and, when the flow abated, a cleaner entered to give the aisles a quick once-over. A few minutes later we were permitted to enter. We sat towards the back and over to one side of the theatre. Not the best seats in the house but reasonably private, unless someone sat directly behind us, and still having a good view of the screen. The cinema was reasonably empty. The romantic comedy to be shown had been playing for a couple of weeks and was due to be replaced soon. We found that the armrests could be raised and did so. The loss of a cup holder, at least for me in the middle, was of lesser importance than the closer contact this made possible. We behaved ourselves, generally, while the lights were on but cuddled closer when the theatre curtains started to open and the house lights dimmed. I put my arms around each of the lovely ladies next to me and hugged them to me. I turned first to Cilla and kissed her tenderly, then passionately, as she had missed out on most of the "action" over lunch. I then turned to Sonia. "You were delicious", I said before kissing her as well. That earned a hug back. We sat there together and watched the opening credits unfold. There was a sense of unity and comfort just holding each other. Sonia had placed her right hand over mine as it rested on her left shoulder. Cilla placed her left hand on my right thigh; not playing, just holding me close. It was enough to cause me to harden slightly but was not causing me any inconvenience at that stage. The plot unfolded and we paid attention although I did lower my arms around the girl's waists. This meant I had more scope for contact though their weight against my arm tended to limit how much movement I had. Sonia put her hand on my thigh as well, the back of her hand in contact with Cilla's. Since Cilla's wasn't moving, Sonia let her hand rest there quietly as well. To some degree it was an exquisite agony; feeling their hands so close to my cock and having to imagine them actually rubbing me. I sat there in torture until a combination of numbness in my arms and constriction in my pants forced me to move. "Sorry sweethearts", I quietly whispered as I took my arms from behind them. They straightened as I reached forward and lifted as I put things into more order inside my pants. "Aw. Are we responsible for that?" Cilla was cheeky. "Poor little thing", Sonia added and proceeded to lightly stroke the lump in my pants. "Little doesn't appear to be the right adjective", corrected Cilla. "Instead of arguing perhaps we should simple get a better look and decide who is right." "Good idea, Sonia", said Cilla as she reached down and moved Sonia's hand so she could undo my zipper. "Er, Careful there", I cautioned and slipped my hand under my belt to move the tender skin away from contact with the treacherous metal zipper. I had been caught once before and with my penis protruding from the front of my boxers I did NOT want to repeat the experience. Cilla continued and then reached inside to draw me out. Now I'm not some porno stud with a giant prick that would put a horse to shame. From casual observations in the showers after sport I reckon I'm pretty average for my group. At first I felt a bit self-conscious in front of my classmates as I look rather small when soft. My reading however, backed up by my own masturbatory experiences, indicated that the variation between erect penises was far less than when they are flaccid (curtesy of Readers' Digest - 'It Pays to Increase Your Word Power'). On the one occasion where I had an opportunity to observe others soft and 'angry' this did seem to be the case. Regardless I no longer worried about size though I still preferred Cilla's comment to Sonia's. Cilla wrapped her hand about the base of my penis leaving the head and a little of the shaft protruding past her thumb. When she squeezed gently the head swelled slightly and my penis gave a little jump of its own. "Sorry. Did I hurt?" "No, it's lovely. It was just showing its appreciation." Sonia looked down and put her hand over Cilla's, cupping the head which she proceeded to rub slowly with the palm of her hand. I was suddenly finding it very hard to concentrate on the movie. I put my right hand down and slipped it past Cilla's arm to search for the flap in her wrap around skirt. I found the opening and slipped my hand inside and between her thighs. Cilla spread her legs while I reached down and then held my hand in place against her damp panties as she gripped me tighter with her hand. Sonia's skirt was still down over her knees so I put my left hand back around her and slid my hand under her armpit. She wriggled away as I inadvertently tickled her but stopped as my fingertips brushed the side of her breast through her top. She lifted her hand and prised Cilla's off my turgid penis (see 'flaccid' above). "Were they going to stop just as things were starting to happen?" I wondered to myself. Sonia took Cilla's hand in hers and intertwined their fingers. She then put them back into place where they now surrounded my penis together, their thumbs crossing next to my belly. They started to move their hands up and down together and other than instructing them to loosen their grip slightly, I left them to discover what they would. I lay back slightly and enjoyed the sensation. Relaxed was the wrong word however. I was rather tense and their stroking motion didn't help. I am circumcised and the ring formed by their thumbs and pointer fingers rubbed against the bulge of the head on each upstroke and then gradually widened across the surface on each down stroke to give such pleasure as to be almost painful. I felt the pressure in my balls build. "Er. Stop for a second please." I gripped Cilla's thigh and Sonia's side. "What's the matter", asked Sonia. "You'll soon find out if you keep that up." They moved their hands away, still together, while I recovered mine and searched in my pockets for a handkerchief. Damn! I remembered putting two on my bed and then being distracted as I got ready. I though for a second. "Can you both check in the bags for a small paper bag, please." The girls let go of each other and did as I asked, Sonia coming up with the jackpot. I took it from her and tore the paper. At a quiet spot in the film the noise seemed extremely loud to me and I expected the other patrons to turn around. Needless to say this didn't happen. I struggled with the cellophane wrapper until I discovered a small strip at one end which split the wrapper when pulled. I opened the pack and detached one rectangular envelope. I bit the end and tore it off while Sonia put the box back in her bag. In the light from the screen, the girls watched as the rubber sprang into a circle and I put it over the end of my twitching cock. Damn! I turned the condom over and this time it rolled down into place. I smoothed it down to the base of my penis, it catching once in the hair there, and, following the instructions I had frequently read, squeezed the air from the tip of the rubber. I put my hands back, my little finger pushing Cilla's knickers between her lips, and the girls returned their hands to my cock. The pressure had eased and I tried to keep my attention on the movie as an added distraction. Unfortunately, as I learned later, while youth has an ability to recover that older men only reminisce about, they don't have the staying power and I felt the surge build beyond my ability to control it. The girls had been stroking gently but increased the intensity as I gathered them to me and began bucking my hips in counter-thrust to their movements. Their grips also tightened but I was not aware of the slight pain their actions caused as they felt the semen pulse past as my balls released their load. They watched as the reservoir filled with sperm denied their opportunity to fulfil their procreative destiny, fortunately slowing their hands to get a better look. "Just rest there now please", I asked as my heartbeat began to slow. I belatedly looked around to see if we had been observed but could not see anyone who was not paying attention to the film. Having come I wished to show my appreciation and increased the contact between my fingers and Sonia's breast while slipping my finger under the side of Cilla's panties to make contact with her wet vulva. (No, she hadn't left her European car in the rain!) I turned to Sonia and we kissed tenderly, my passion spent for a while. Cilla's kiss was more forceful; she had watched as I'd eaten Sonia in the diner and had then helped bring me off and she was horny as all hell. I looked down to my lap and wondered what I should actually do with a sloppy condom, my first. Retrieving my hands again I disengaged their's and circled my softening penis with my thumb and finger. Keeping the rubber tight against my cock I wiped up as much of my cum as I could as I slid the condom off. Now what? I tied a knot in the sorry thing to stop any spillage and slipped it into my pocket. My penis was still damp and I wiped it with my boxers as I tucked it back into my pants and closed the zipper. Thinking about Cilla, I turned to Sonia and whispered in her ear. She nodded her agreement. Although we were not right at the back of the theatre, the only people who had chosen to sit further back were on the opposite side, some twenty or so seats away. I told Cilla to swap places with me and held her waist as she stood and shuffled across my lap to the left while I slid across the seat to the right. I realised that she had not bothered to ask me why. She simply trusted us. It was a wonderful feeling. Love can be governed by the gonads but it is much more rewarding as a wider experience than lust. Sonia and I sat beside her and took turns, one kissing her while the other undid a button of her blouse then vice versa. I undid the knot holding her wrap around skirt closed and loosened the waist band a little so that the flap was easier to spread apart. Sonia uncovered Cilla's left breast and bent to take the nipple in her mouth while I did the same with the right one, holding it firmly with my right hand. With my left one I lifted her knickers away from her pussy and spread her lips giving Sonia clear access to Cilla's cunt and clit. I caressed the back of Sonia's hand as she dipped her fingers into Cilla's juices and rubbed them along the narrow highway I had opened for her. Cilla squirmed as Sonia rubbed her fingers over Cilla's sensitive clit. As it grew she began a gentle pinching motion which had Cilla softly moaning encouragements to the both of us. "Oh, yes. Just there. Yes like that. HARDER." We complied the best we could, not always knowing to whom the instructions were directed but repeating whatever seemed to be pleasurable. After a while I tapped the back of Sonia's hand and we removed our hands from between Cilla's thighs. I sat up and checked the audience. Out movements had been slow and quiet. No one was paying us any attention. I lifted the armrest next to me which now gave us a bank of four seats. Kneeling beside the seat I lifted Cilla's leg while Sonia turned sideways and pulled Cilla back into her. Wrapping her arms around Cilla, Sonia took hold of a breast in each of her hands and began caressing them, the thumbs and fingertips occasionally brushing the still damp nipples. I leaned across the chair and moved the crotch of Cilla's panties to one side so I could repeat Sonia's earlier actions with my tongue. Cilla's juices flowed into my mouth as I covered her vulva and tried to collect as much as possible. She had watched Sonia's expression as I had gone down on her in the diner and now Sonia had an even better view in the flickering light from the cinema screen. Cilla reach out with one hand to hold the side of my head while slipping the other down beside her to hold Sonia's leg just behind her knee. When she started to whimper Sonia gave Cilla her fingers to suck on. Cilla tasted her own juices from Sonia's recent frigging and licked and sucked them harder. She suddenly released Sonia's led and used both hands to hold my head in place, my tongue licking her clit as I held it between lip covered teeth. She arched back against Sonia's diminutive breasts once, twice and then with lesser force a third time before pushing my head back from her now super-sensitive clit. I gently pushed back against her hands to plant a kiss over her pussy, keeping away from her clit. I rested my head against her thigh while Sonia hugged her and then I straightened her now wet knickers over her pussy, rubbing my finger tips over the furry curls covering her pubes. I sat up and took her hands to help her sit up again and, with another cautious look around, returned to my seat. I kissed Cilla and she licked her juices from around my mouth before kissing me again and then turning to Sonia for another passionate kiss. We sat there cuddling quietly and tried to catch up with what had been happening on screen. I turned slightly to the left and put my left arm around Cilla's shoulder and cupped her right breast with my free hand. She did the same to Sonia, slipping her hand up under Sonia's top. Every now and then I would turn from the screen to look over Cilla's shoulder where I could see my hand filled with her soft warm tit. We must have sat that way for almost ten minutes until it became necessary for us to shift our positions. The girls had found having their breasts gently massaged was relaxing after Cilla's climax rather than stimulating, although I think Sonia benefited from Cilla performing those actions she knew she liked herself while I could only do my best. It was comforting to just sit there holding each other. I was able to occasionally rub the side of Sonia's arm as it rested next to Cilla's breast and could lean down and kiss the top of Cilla's ear. The sex had been good (alright bloody fantastic compared to jerking the gherkin alone) but more importantly the company was superb and the feeling of just being quiet together without any jealousies between us was something that had to be experienced. I only hoped that it would last.