Author: Pescador del Valle Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Part: Chapter 18 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, mf, oral, voy, 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 forged an unlikely and highly erotic three-way relationship. Together with my brother Rick and his girlfriend Renate we were to spend the next four days camping in idyllic bushlands. ********************************************* We had some fun with Renate when it was time for a shower before bed. Rick and I had set up a camp shower when we had first arrived. A black plastic container full of water had been hoisted above head level to absorb the sun's heat during the day. So long as we didn't take too long there would be enough water for us all; sharing the shower tended to leave more so this was encouraged. Renate had joined us skinny-dipping during the day but was not as comfortable sitting around naked. It also made one more susceptible to insect bites and sunburn so when Cilla and I were forced to return to camp wearing only our footwear (thanks to our compassionate fellow campers) we dressed ourselves to sit around talking. It had been a long day and we weren't interested in any further expeditions; a simple meal, a game of cards and some pleasant conversation were sufficient activity for the rest of the afternoon. There were a number of reasons why it was better to clean up while there was still plenty of daylight. Firstly, one could, obviously, see what one was doing without the need for a lantern; Secondly, the water hadn't had a chance to cool down; and Thirdly, and most importantly, the mosquitoes got friskier after dark. For Renate, the advantage of waiting was a little more privacy. Well if she wanted to wait that would be her business. Rick couldn't get her to share a shower with him but was willing to keep trying so we decided to take our turn first. I stripped my clothes off and soaped myself up at a wash basin next to the car. What water was available in the shower was too important to waste on preliminaries. I looked over at Cilla and Sonia. "Going to join me?" I picked up the shampoo and a towel and walked over to the shower. Well it wasn't the first time that day that I had paraded around the campsite wearing only my sandals. Cilla and Sonia shucked off their clothes and tossed them on top of mine inside our tent before helping each other with their ablutions. They hurried over to where I was waiting. We stood together in a sudsy cuddle as I opened the faucet causing a warm spray to descend over us. We moved around and Rick and Renate watched from their camp chairs as various hands moved over different bodies, helping to get them clean. I got the shampoo and asked "Who's first?" "Me" said Sonia and I gave a squirt onto her head. Cilla helped me rub it into a lather, standing behind Sonia as Sonia hugged me. We gave her a nice scalp massage, albeit a quick one, before rinsing the suds off. Our observers were a little stunned to notice my erection, though on reflection they realised its inevitability. Nudity was one thing, an overt display another! What made it "worse" was Sonia's use of the suds flowing down her body to make sure it too was nice and clean. She wasn't pumping me but rather used both hands to ease the suds around my member and then she looked down at it as she let the spray wash them away. Her hair rinsed, she made way for Cilla. It wasn't really practical for her to reach up so she put her arms around Cilla while I shampooed and rinsed the long tangled tresses. Unseen by the campers, Cilla reached back and stroked between Sonia's legs as Sonia hugged her gleefully. In an attempt to leave plenty of water for two separate showers (that shouldn't be a problem unless they stayed under for umpteen minutes each) I leaned over to let the girls have access to my head. It was pleasant having one stand at each side, a breast nudging each shoulder as they took turns running their fingers through my soapy hair. I looked up into the spray to wash the last of the soap from my eyes and the reached to turn off the flow of warm water. Cilla handed me a towel and we took turns drying each others hair, backs and then - shock, horror - made sure our fronts were dry as well. I thought that the extra attention being taken between my legs was going a bit far myself and restricted my actions to a simple patting dry of each girl's thighs, working my way up from ankle to pussy, and pretty ass. Towels over our shoulders, we walked unconcernedly back to the tents. "It's free", I unnecessarily remarked as we ducked into the tent to don some fresh clothes to sit around in until bed time. "Not too late", I thought. After all I had had such a long drive that I MUST be incredibly tired; the prospect of sharing the tent with two lovely ladies (I couldn't say maidens any more) didn't even enter into it. Look, a flying pig! Rick tried one more time. "Sure you wouldn't like your hair washed?" "Okay then" She ducked into the tent and to his disappointment came out a couple of minutes later in the bathing suit she hadn't had available earlier. "Oh well", Rick thought. He however was standing waiting with only his towel, and that over his shoulder. He felt a little silly but figured at least she was sharing the shower with him. Who knew what the next night might bring. Renate walked with him to the shower and looked back at the camp. While there was still enough light to see, the sun had gone down while she was changing and it was darkening quickly enough to preserve her modesty somewhat, especially since we were still in the tent. She whipped off her bikini and hung it up on the branch we had used as a towel rail then moved in to hug my equally naked brother before he turned on the water. Renate had picked up the soap rather than washing first - after all there was no-one to save the water for - and started soaping up Rick's back. With her body pressed hard against his, Rick had some difficulty both in being able to wash her long hair and in dealing with the boner rising between her legs. "There will be time for that later", she scolded gently, reaching down to give it a quick squeeze. Rick sped up his efforts, the sooner to get the shower over with. He too suddenly decided that he was tired and probably needed to turn in early. Like me, Rick had to lean over to give Renate free access to his head. We both could have done it ourselves but what's the point in showering with someone and then not making use of each other regardless of ease and efficiency. In bending down his face was brought level with her ample bosom and, when she had finished rinsing the suds away, he took the opportunity to suck one nipple into his mouth. Renate stood there with one hand holding his head to her and the other resting on his shoulder. She pressed his mouth harder against her tit as his tongue made her nipple grow. "Mmm, that's nice." This tableau was suddenly brilliantly lit as I turned on the spotlight which ran from the car's battery. There she stood, naked and wet, in probably more ways than one by the looks, while my brother was bent over, his erection standing out and angled down, prominent in the bright light. Sonia and Cilla added to the clapping and catcalls. Renate turned her back to us and wrapped her towel around her while Rick took the opportunity to bow for his audience behind her unknowing back. As he straightened with arms raised I suppose he did qualify for a "standing" ovation. Renate passed him his towel and retrieved her bikini. She walked back, shielding her eyes from the glare and poked her tongue out at us when she got near. "I'm sorry", the insincerity dripped from my voice. "I thought you might need to see what you were doing." As I have said, it was one thing to be casually naked with s when we were all in the pool but Renate still felt a bit self-conscious about openly appearing to flaunt herself. While she pretended to be a little upset she was actually quite pleased that she had had a couple of opportunities that day to show herself off with perfect deniability. She had especially liked spreading her pussy to my full view while just "innocently" laying back in the water of our spring-fed swimming hole. While not trying to compete with her best friend Sonia (or was it Cilla that she wasn't competing with?), Renate was pleased that for a while she had been the centre of male attention. She crawled into the smaller tent, not realising (possibly) the view she gave us from behind while Rick, sheepishly grinning and enjoying the show just as much, followed. I doused the light. Like Sonia and Cilla, Renate was wearing a large t-shirt that could also serve as a nightie. Unlike them, she also wore a pair of utilitarian cotton knickers. Rick matched my baggy shorts and t-shirt and we sat chatting around the remains of a small fire while we had a hot drink and nibbles in the fragrant (?) citronella fumes from the mosquito flares. There was a fair bit of eye contact going on between we three; Rick and Renate were sitting next to each other and had to make do with holding hands. A few judicious yawns and my brother was offering to put out the fire, letting me get to my bed. Cilla and Sonia turned in too. Surprise! Renate watched Rick perform his tasks then took his hand and stepped into his open arms for a kiss. "Come to bed", she whispered. Rick was a bit nervous as he followed her into the small tent. There was just room to stand in the middle but it was more comfortable sitting than bent partly over. He came up behind Renate as she was bending down to move some things off of the doubled up sleeping bag and put his arms around her. Her dangling breasts filled his cupped hands and he kneaded them softly. Renate murmured her approval and wiped her butt back and forth against his crotch. A growing erection dug into her. "Finally! Alone", she thought with relief. Renate's parents were protective of their only child but not really overly strict, she had managed to talk them into this holiday after all, but they did keep reminding her of things, especially where boys (or rather young men) were concerned. She suffered a bit of the "in the old country" style comments but her parents weren't that bad. They realised that the society their daughter was growing up in was not the same that they had experienced when young and only sought to guide her so that the mistakes that she would inevitably make in charting a course for her own life would be as inconsequential and painless as possible. Renate TRIED to do what they wanted (well most of the time) but this week she wanted to try some things of her own and one of them was currently pushing against her ass in a very pleasing way. Rick reluctantly released her as she sunk to her knees and then joined her as she lifted the t-shirt over her head. "Aren't you getting undressed?" she asked. In the light of the moon the pale areas stood out from the darker tanned regions; two white triangles that curved where the material of her bikini had followed the arc of each breast. Rick got rid of his t-shirt and lay back to pull his shorts and briefs off. "Let me", said his girlfriend, impatient for adventure. She drew them down to his ankles and cast them aside before returning her gaze to his rampant cock. "What about you?" he asked. Renate considered her own brief panties. "Would you like to remove them?" She tried to sound seductive. I don't think he would have noticed if she had hollered like a sergeant at boot camp; he was too busy getting into position to help. Renate leaned back and her panties were swiftly removed leaving her carefully trimmed bush bare before her boyfriend's staring eyes. It was the first time that they had been alone and naked together. The brief spell in the shower didn't really count as they weren't sure when their audience had arrived. Rick had seen her body from another angle earlier in the day but was mesmerised with the first live pussy he had been close to. "Kiss me", asked Renate and Rick took the opportunity to misunderstand her. He planted his lips over the narrow bar of fur remaining on her pubic mound. It wasn't what she had meant but Renate spread her legs offering him better access if he was so inclined. He was. He started to lay down when he heard the buzz of a mosquito. "Sorry." He hurriedly zipped up the flyscreen and turned back to the girl whose treasures were lewdly displayed before him. "Where were we?" He didn't expect a response and got none. Renate's open legs beckoned him and he lay down with his face between her thighs. With a little difficulty due to the dim light and slightly cramped conditions (his knees were bent to allow them both to lie down in the confines of the tent), Rick looked at the pussy in front of him. It was fascinating but a little scary. What was he supposed to do first? What if he couldn't stand the taste? How would Renate react then? Was she ready to be touched there? How on Earth did you tell? Perhaps he should have started elsewhere! They had had the odd fumbled grope on a couple of occasions but circumstances had always seemed to conspire against them. Rick had had his hand inside his girlfriend's knickers but hadn't reached past her narrow bush or the outer surface of her vulva. This was unknown territory and he felt very insecure! "Try to act romantic!" he told himself. Rick placed a kiss over the bare slit and then another on her pubes and then below her navel. He worked his body up over Renate as he made his way between her breasts, over her neck ("Got a response there") and finally to a more familiar pair of lips that kissed back. "Coward!" he thought with some relief. He let Renate bear part of his weight as she wrapped her arms around her then moved over one side so that only his chest rested on her. He was more comfortable kissing. He wanted to do more but figured if he took it slowly he would be better able to recover from any faux pas and to pick up hints as to what to do and what not to do. The last thing he wanted was to show his loved one exactly how inexperienced he was. Renate had let him kiss her breasts under the shower and he moved his hand up to caress one now. At least this was familiar territory. They lay there for a little while kissing and petting as their youthful passions quickly grew. Rick got bolder and leaned down to take Renate's nipple in his mouth. "Not so hard." He mumbled a muffled "Sorry" past the tit blocking his mouth and concentrated on licking rather than sucking. One hand was resting across Renate's hip and he moved it down to caress her thigh. Renate parted her legs slightly at the touch and Rick took this as an encouraging sign. He stroked the smooth flesh along her leg, easing his hand closer to her pussy with each upwards pass. Renate in turn made the passage of his hand easier and lifted her hips in anticipation of the contact. She had limited experience touching herself; her parents insisted that "good girls don't do that". What attempts she had made had been pleasant but she had always stopped before orgasm, guilty over her conduct. She had hoped Rick would have tried to eat her pussy when he was in position earlier, having heard stories of how good it felt but not yet realising his own inexperience. It was nearly a case of the blind leading the blind. Still, what he was doing had excited her so far and her body instinctively yearned for the genital contact that was about to occur. Rick's fingers brushed over the puffy softness of her outer lips and around the patch of fluff she had left when trimming herself to match her bikini. She had actually gone overboard; her mother wouldn't have let her wear something THAT narrow but she liked the look herself and she figured the rest of our group had been impressed at her earlier debut so it couldn't be too bad. Rick was carefully feeling his way around. Was Renate a virgin? And where exactly was her hymen? Was her vagina actually sealed over or was her cherry inside and, if so, how deep? Maybe his concerns were for nothing. She might not be a virgin. Now he was really worried. How would he compare against a past lover? Oh shit! He was sure he would botch things up. There was nothing for it - he would have to make a clean breast of it. He released the breast he had already licked clean and looked through the dimness to Renate's face. She had opened her eyes at the cessation of the pleasant sensations and looked back at the young man she had fallen in love with. "I'm sorry. I don't want to disappoint you so I thought I'd better tell you I'm a little new to this. I've never actually done anything like this and I don't want to hurt you by being clumsy or anything." Renate looked at him in amazement. Here she thought she was the odd one out and that everyone at school was going at it like rabbits but her. It certainly had seemed so to her to see how Sonia and I had behaved at times when we didn't realize she was paying attention. That's why she was so puzzled about the way Sonia reacted to Cilla and I being together. Still her thoughts weren't on us but rather on the youth in front of her. No-one else had had him and if she had any say no-one else would. She might not be quite the "good girl" her parents expected but she was fiercely monogamous. "What makes you think I'm any different?" she asked with a smile. "Think of the fun we will have learning together." Rick was pleased at the implied statement of virginity (her response didn't cause him to return to his earlier chain of thoughts about cherries) overlooking the fact that she hadn't actually stated there had been no-one else. In fact she had, when younger, spent a good deal of time visiting with a second cousin only a few days older and they had indulged in various games of "show and tell" and "doctors" which had involved a good deal of mutual examination and tentative touching (pleasant but not "Pleasant!") until the day when his mother had led hers into the spare room where her cousin stood before her with his pants around his ankles. That had been the end of her unsupervised time with her cousin and the start of the "good girls don't" lectures. In truth it had all been pretty innocent and, as far as Renate was concerned, didn't count. She tried to reassure and encourage her now timid boyfriend. "What you were doing was nice. Why don't you suck on my tit a bit more and just ease your finger into my pussy where it's wet." Renate could feel that his interrupted loving had been having an effect "down under" and that her pussy was ready for more than just his touch. Rick lay back down, spending some time getting to know her other tit better, and moved his hand back into position. Renate had said it was wet. Just where? He wriggled his finger and it widened the gap between her outer cunt lips. Mo moisture there! Her inner lips were tightly stuck together and there was no easy access where his finger was currently trying to ease a path. "Try elsewhere", he thought. His finger moved down the puffy lips, heading towards her asshole, a destination he didn't even consider. It travelled over the soft flesh until he felt dampness and moved his finger to search for the source. As he probed gently, the lips parted and his finger sunk to the first knuckle into a slimy pool. Rick moved his finger back towards Renate's clit until the moisture had been transferred from finger to lips. He went back for more and continued painting her pussy with his finger. The tent filled with the fragrant scent of an aroused woman. Rick used his finger as a plough, digging a moist furrow between the lips as the juices allowed them to part. He repeated the process until the whole of Renate's bare pussy was covered with an unseen sheen and his fingers had free passage over the whole region. A second finger joined the first, to be lubricated and then to massage those private lips. He let them run down the small smooth area between fine minora and flat wide majora. They reached over the little flap of skin formed at the end of those delicate folds and lovingly bruised the sides of the hood that hid the sensitive little nubbin of Renate's clitoris. "Oh yes. That's nice." Rick figured if a little was nice, more would be better and began rubbing harder over her clit until she hurriedly put a hand on his to get him to stop. "Softly and slowly is better." Not expressed as a criticism but more as an instruction, Rick took it to heart and modified his actions. He had to get more of the slippery fluid with two fingers spreading it around and the spring seemed to be running dry. Had he missed the spot? Rick slid his fingers around, finding there were more juices just inside the warm hole protected by her lips. He pushed one finger carefully in and when it met no resistance went deeper. his hand pressed against the entrance to Renate's vagina before the finger bottomed out. Did that mean she wasn't a virgin? But she'd said...? His thoughts were confused. It became more of an issue than his own driving needs. If she wasn't, she would be less likely to knock him back, wouldn't she? He gave up and concentrated on making fucking motions with his finger, adding a second to help fill the opening. They at least seemed to be appreciated. He moved his face up to Renate's and received a passionate kiss for his efforts. Her hand held his head as her lips crushed against his mouth and her tongue fiercely probed that orifice. Rick's fingers slid out of the wet hollow and roamed the surface again. He found her clit without realising it and was rewarded by an even greater level of osculation. Renate broke the kiss to gasp, "Have you got protection?" "Huh?" "A condom - where are your condoms?" "Uhm. I didn't bring any." Renate's pleasure was abruptly halted. Rick's finger was still pressing in a very nice manner but Renate was looking forward to taking their relationship further - okay, she was ready for some hot fucking - but she wasn't ready to risk getting pregnant. She sat up and closed her legs after lifting Rick's hand out of the way. "You WHAT?" Rick shrugged sheepishly. "Sorry. I didn't really expect ... Well I've never ... Oh, I'm sorry!" Had he blown his chances, perhaps for good? "It's all right. It's just you were making me feel so good and I wanted ... you know." Rick thought to himself. "Maybe Glyn has some. Would he share?" He considered his plight - If I said "Yes" all would be okay; well I would know why he wanted one, but that would be better than missing out. If I said "No" he would be no worse off other than the previously stated revelation of what he and Renate were up to. Since that wouldn't have been too unexpected given the tent allocation he decided to risk it. "Wait here. I might have a solution." He grabbed his shorts and scrambled out before Renate could ask any questions. Pausing only to cover himself he quietly sneaked over to the larger tent. Were we asleep? I had left the flaps over the mesh windows open to let as much breeze to flow through the tent as possible and Rick approached one in the hopes of attracting my attention without disturbing the girls. He was therefore surprised when the light from the moon allowed him to clearly see us as he stood to one side of the window. Sonia's voice came softly through the night, "That's nice Glyn, lick there." He peeked around to get a better view. I lay prone, Sonia was seated on my face and he could see Cilla's head bobbing over my hips. The erection that had subsided on his admission of his lack of forethought rapidly returned. He actually stood for a while watching with his hand moving over the rampant pole before he realised what he was doing and, probably more importantly, what he was seeing. "Renate should see this", he thought. He stealthily returned to where she was impatiently waiting. "Quickly come with me. You have to see this but don't make any noise. No. Don't bother to get dressed. There's no time and it won't matter. Renate was puzzled over her boyfriend's behaviour but the urgency was obvious and there really wasn't anyone around to see her that hadn't already copped an eyeful. Rick led her by the hand to our tent and held her shoulders as he positioned her in front of him by the window. He pushed her slightly forward so they could both see what was going on without being noticed. The tableau was much the same except Sonia was now leaning forward as she sat on my face and I was cupping her breasts. Cilla had stopped bobbing and was instead just using her tongue with incredible skill. The observers could hear my muffled appreciation. Rick reached around his girlfriend as he stood with his covered erection pressing against her ass and cupped a firm breast in each hand. As he massaged her tits and passed his thumbs over her nipples Renate hummed softly and rubbed that pert derriere across his crotch. The show went on in much the same way with an occasional encouraging comment from Sonia. Rick moved his right hand down between Renate's thighs and stroked her pussy. He had to lean a little and that left a gap between his crotch and her ass which Renate quickly filled with her own hand. She rubbed him through his pants as he tickled her pussy while they watched, both entranced by the unsuspecting trio. "Not good enough", she thought and released his prick long enough to slip her hand inside the waistband. "Much better." With the stimulation of her pumping action adding to the erotic display inside the tent Rick was hard put not to come. He steeled himself, resolving to try to get Renate to come close to, if not before, him. He redoubled his efforts to bring her to climax. Inside Cilla unintentionally helped them both. She sat up displaying her magnificent breasts. My rigid prick was only briefly visible before she covered it, sinking it quickly into her hot pussy. She failed to notice the faces peering in at an angle behind her. "Oh that feels nice. It's good to get to spend the night together and not be rushed. How is it your end, Sonia?" Sonia giggled. "My end is wet and squishy and being licked nicely thanks. He keeps bringing me to a peak and then stopping until I calm down again. It's bloody frustrating but I think I could take it all night if his tongue doesn't get tired." "Well I'm not waiting any longer. I need a good fuck so watch out when he comes." She started rapidly moving her hips forwards and back and Renate matched the tempo with her hand. Rick hadn't thought seriously about my loves in a sexual sense; everyone looks admiringly at a gorgeous woman with an "I'd like to screw her" type thought but not necessarily going into detail. He'd restricted those fantasies recently to the young woman currently in his arms but as the view was synchronised with the sensations coming from inside his pants his mind started seeing himself in my place with Cilla grinding her pussy on his cock instead. He gripped Renate's tit, fortunately not too tightly and worked his fingers over her pussy as hers were suddenly coated with a hot sticky fluid that pulsed out of the prick she was pumping. The knowledge that she had brought him off added to the pleasurable images and even more pleasurable sensations he was causing and she had to bite on her hand to stop the cries of ecstasy that would have revealed their presence to the three people attempting to reach their own climaxes. Rick stopped his efforts when Renate squeezed hard on his dick. It seemed an efficient way of saying "no more". What a mess though! Renate removed her slime covered hand and turned her naked body to give Rick a quick kiss and hug before indicating that they should move away. It looked like they wouldn't need the condom after all; at least not immediately. They walked hand in not-sticky hand over to the wash basin by the car. Renate cleaned herself before turning to an embarrassed Rick. "Sorry", he whispered, "I couldn't stop when I realised I was going to come. I didn't mean to get it all over you." "It isn't a problem. Better over me than in me if we don't have protection. I really don't mind. It was exciting to feel you come and you made me come - it was the first orgasm I've had, you know." She hugged him and then became more maternal. "Come on, get your shorts off and I'll wash you then we can get back to bed." "You don't have to." "I want to." She pulled them down and applied the, unfortunately cold, wash cloth to his privates. The shorts were discarded at their tent and Rick followed that sweetly displayed ass into the tent for the second time that night, her pussy lips clearly visible as she bent to enter. They got into the sleeping bags this time and just held each other, embracing, kissing and occasionally stroking until they dropped off to sleep. Rick wasn't jealous; he figured a bush in your hand was worth two birds in the bush. And with Renate's bush filling his hand as he stroked her pussy, any thoughts of me curled up with Sonia and Cilla were far from his mind. The evening had certainly gone much differently than they had expected even in their proverbial wildest dreams; and some of their dreams that night were certainly wild. ----- Cilla was up shortly later to wash off the semen seeping out of her cunt before retiring for the night. She found the washcloth still wet which surprised her as there had been plenty of time for it to drip reasonably dry since we had washed before our showers. She glanced over at the smaller tent and returned to sleep in the arms of her lovers.