Author: Pescador del Valle Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Part: Chapter 23 of 25 Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters of three older teenagers Keywords: Ff, F-solo, voy 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 been involved in an unlikely and highly erotic three-way relationship for almost a year. ********************************************* Sonia didn't know quite how to explain to her mother. She agreed with the decision, and she could see the advantages of it, and it was close by, and would also benefit from it, more so in the long run, and wasn't really jealous - more envious, and ..., and ... BUT, ... It was Cilla and I that were moving into the unit together. It was Cilla and I that would be setting up house - all domesticated together - cooking, cleaning, washing. It was Cilla and I that could cuddle every night. It was Cilla and I that would wake up together. It was Cilla and I that could fuck whenever we wanted. Sonia KNEW we wouldn't exclude her. That she would be there whenever she could. That we would have more opportunities in the privacy of our own home. That we both loved her and would continue to love her. BUT, ... She had to spend her days at a school where I was no longer present. She had to come home to her mother's house each day. She had to sleep in her own lonely bed each night. She had to worry that Cilla and I would become closer and she would eventually lose both of us. And so she cried. And moped. And cried. And finally Diane asked her daughter what was the matter. "Nothing" was obviously not the case. Sonia had been quieter for about a fortnight. There had been the occasional sniffle with eye wiping and nose blowing but Diane had thought that a slight cold or a touch of hay fever had been to blame and hadn't worried until Sonia came home from work on Thursday night and had gone straight to her room where she closed the door rather noisily and began crying. Diane knew I was going to be away for the weekend and thought Sonia may have had a fight with me before I left. She had let it go rather then adding unwanted pressure to her daughter but after a long evening and a disturbed morning of on and off waterworks she decided a confrontation was needed when Sonia started again that evening. "It's not nothing. You're obviously upset about something and we need to talk. We have been able to discuss things in the past haven't we?" Sonia remained silent. "Have you had a fight with Glyn? Or are you in some kind of trouble?" Diane was not sure whether her daughter was sexually active. She knew Sonia was smitten with me but we always seemed to have Cilla around and she couldn't see how Sonia and I could have got up to much. But she remembered her own youth, with some fondness, even if it didn't help her peace of mind. "No we haven't fought and I'm NOT in trouble. It's just ..." Diane let her daughter find her own words. "Glyn and Cilla are getting a unit together just over the highway." "Oh" Diane thought she understood. Unrequited love! She put her arm around her daughter's shoulders as they sat together on Sonia's bed. "I know it's hard when someone you love loves someone else. And I know it's not much help to hear that you WILL get over the loss and find someone else eventually." "It's not that, Mum. I have known Glyn loves Cilla for a long time. That's not the problem. He loves me too and I can't be with them." Diane was a little stunned. If Glyn loved her daughter how could he love Cilla? Did Sonia misunderstand his feelings for her? Were Glyn and Cilla only sharing a unit rather than living together as she had supposed? "I don't understand." "We're, well, we're together, Mum; the three of us." Diane was now more than a little stunned. Glyn and Cilla AND Glyn and Sonia. Not what she expected by any means. "How do you mean 'together'? Are you both having sex with him?" "Not exactly." Sonia paused trying to say it properly. "Like I said, we are together. Not two pairs, three of us." The implication of her daughter's statement sunk in. Diane sat back to look directly at Sonia. "You mean you and Cilla?" "Yes Mum. I love Glyn and I love Cilla, Cilla loves Glyn and Cilla loves me, Glyn loves both of us. It's not just the sex, although, and it's a bit hard to say this to my own mother, the sex has been fantastic, we just, well, belong together. Almost everything we do has been together and now ..." She started to cry again. Diane really didn't know what to say. It was lucky the Richter scale was open ended - she didn't think it could have measured the shock otherwise. She had been prepared to discuss her daughter's sex life with her if that had been necessary but the issues she thought of were in the realm of peer pressure, missed periods, teen pregnancy, infidelity, break ups and even STDs. Knowing how her daughter treated me she hadn't contemplated lesbian activities on the list of topics and now she couldn't even decide in her own mind how to describe the relationship. "So how long have you been 'together'?" Sonia wiped her eyes as she thought back. "Do you remember when you first met Glyn here?" "That long ago?" Diane thought it must have been almost a year. Her little girl! "About then." Diane decided to accept that for the moment and move on. "So If you all love each other what has got you so upset?" "Oh I don't know. It's just they'll be together and I'll become a visitor in their home. I'll just be lonely here thinking of them together while I'm alone." "Have they said anything to indicate you won't be welcome or that they want to change things?" Caught in a dilemma between supporting her daughter's choices and wishing her as far away from this abnormal situation as possible, Diane was having trouble choosing the right words as well. "No. They want me to join them. They would like me to be with them now but they understand I have to finish school first." "Well that's only a couple of months away." "I know." "But you do have to consider university." "I know Mum. I want to get my accounting qualifications. That's why I'm unhappy. I don't know when I can join them and I don't want to become an outsider." Diane didn't really know what to make of her daughter's relationship. She remembered the give and take of her own marriage before her husband had died. How each partner made different, though not always equal, contributions to the marriage. How you could be infuriated with your partner at one time and never want to be apart from him at another. How you had your ups and downs but the love you shared kept you together and made it all worth while. But three people? When you were fighting with one did the other take sides? Did they mediate? Did they try to keep out of the way? Was it easier to resolve issues when there was a casting vote? What happened when there was a three way split? And then the sex. She had seen her share of porn movies. She understood mentally, if not yet emotionally (Cilla and her daughter!), what two women could do together and what could happen in a threesome. But what happened on a day to day basis. Did they have separate beds and meet for sex? Did they take turns in the double bed? Did they share a common bed? What happened when one person was too tired and just wanted to sleep? Did the others go elsewhere? Questions and images kept forming in Diane's mind. She "saw" her daughter in various combinations and activities that she didn't really want to contemplate. You don't really want to know about the sex lives of your parents or your children in that detail. Yes, you accepted that kids grew up, met someone (often of the opposite sex) and eventually started fucking. You didn't think in terms of oral sex, anal sex, various toys, etc. It was just a box marked "SEX" that you left closed. Except now her daughter's box had been opened slightly to give a peek at the contents and she kept wondering about what else was in there. Pandora had nothing on Sonia for causing havoc! The worst part for Diane as a mother was she felt her own pussy dampening as the thoughts were flashing through her brain. "I'm not sure it's the right thing for me to encourage you in this", she said eventually, "but you three have apparently managed to be comfortable, and discreet, about this over the last year. "I think you are a bit young at seventeen to be jumping into a normal relationship let alone this one. No, let me finish. You seem to have already jumped quite a distance however and you don't seem to have suffered from it." Sonia let her have her say without further interruption. "I think it's important for you to finish this year in an environment where you can study properly. I think that you would be better here at the moment." Sonia nodded her understanding of Diane's logic. "When you go to university - I don't expect you to miss out on acceptance so see you don't - it probably doesn't matter if you are here or there." Sonia smile showed even in her tear-reddened eyes, "Oh, it wouldn't." "Lots of students live away from home when they go to university, and a lot of them have lov-, boyfriends, oh you know. Anyway, they graduate regardless. I just don't want you to be one of the ones that doesn't." "I want you to be serious with yourself about this. You are looking at an unusual, to say the least, relationship which may be a distraction, and could involve you in some flack from other people, let alone any friction that could arise between the three of you." "When you're young you think every thing will be perfect. When I married your father I was only twenty and nothing was ever going to go wrong. Over the first couple of years we both learned about, and more importantly how to live with, each other's imperfections. Judging only on what I've seen, which apparently isn't that much you three have had a pretty easy time together. You will know better than I what hassles you have had." Sonia could only think of a couple of very minor, in hindsight, arguments which, though they felt bigger at the time, only required a kiss and make up; that was the best part of arguing anyway. "If you're together full time you will have to deal with this and I don't really understand how having three of you there will affect things. I can't say I'm happy with your decision but I will support you and I hope it works out, for all of your sakes. And I want you specially to know that I love you and are proud of what you have accomplished so far and if you find you have to come home for any reason the door will always be open." Sonia hugged her mother. She counted. Nine weeks. With the occasional stay over she could last nine weeks and then we'd be together. Forever! She went into the bathroom to wash the tears from her face. Her worries were over for now. (She did have some little niggles over the next few weeks but each time she came to the unit and they soon vanished.) For now she had to see Cilla. When she was presentable again she went out to the lounge and spoke to her mother. "Mum, could you not say anything to Cilla's parents just yet. You've been fantastic and I know things are not quite, well, 'normal'. It's just they may not be quite as understanding and Cilla expects to cop a bit just from moving in with someone before they're married." Married! Diane hadn't thought of that even. She had looked forward to seeing her daughter walk up the aisle in white. Sonia's father would no longer be by her side; Diane didn't know who would have filled in for her deceased husband but now she didn't even know whether she would one day be able to stand proudly as the mother of the bride. "Okay dear. You had better give me some notice when it does happen though. After they have finished talking to Cilla I'm sure they will be straight over here to discuss it with me." Ruby, Cilla's mother, shared morning coffee about once a week on Diane's rostered day off, taking turn about to be hostess. It was going to be hard for Diane to keep quiet if the topic of "Glyn and Cilla" came up. And to think all this time Diane and Ruby had both thought the three of them had only been good friends! Sonia told her mother she was just going to see Cilla. She closed the front door behind her and crossed the road. Diane went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath. She needed to relax and think things through and decided bubbles were a necessary luxury tonight. While the bath filled with water and foam she went to her room and stripped. Putting her old clothes into the laundry basket she noticed how wet panties were. She couldn't believe how affected she had been by the discussion with her daughter. It had been a while since the end of the one brief relationship she had had since her husband had died. He was nice and had been very considerate and accomplished in bed but hadn't been looking for a relationship with a woman with a child and he had gradually cooled things before finally making a break with her. With a daughter in the background it was not so easy to find another suitable man. She didn't frequent bars and wasn't interested in dating agencies. Most of the men she met through work were already tied up. Understandable, the good ones got snapped up early. She knew that this wasn't really true; many a man would find himself in the same situation as her. In any case, she hadn't found it worth the extra effort to resume "hunting" after the last let down. Instead she had taken care of her own needs, making a couple of embarrassing trips to a marital aids store after she had found out about the wide variety available from a ladies-only home demonstration evening which featured lingerie, creams, chocolate spreads, and a variety of toys which she had never imagined existed. To her embarrassment and her friends delight, she won the door prize, an 8 inch vibrator. When she eventually tried it out one lonely night she wondered how she could have missed out on this for so long. That's when she went shopping. She had even fantasized about me on one occasion shortly after we had met. Now she just wanted her bath. Mr Buzzy was patient and would wait until she wanted him. "Unlike some men", she thought. She grabbed her bathrobe and walked down the corridor to the bathroom, adjusted the temperature and slid under the bubbles. What an evening! Her daughter informing her that not only was she sexually active she was also bi-sexual and was soon going to be moving out into a most unusual household. Diane had never been interested in another woman "that way". She wasn't disgusted by same sex relationships, though she wasn't comfortable with the thought of gay anal sex and, though she had found lesbian scenes in the few porn movies she had seen to be somewhat stimulating at the time, she hadn't dwelt on them later. Now it was different. She knew each of the three participants; she would have said "extremely well" before tonight. Her mind kept conjuring up images as she lay back in the bath. Glyn fucking Cilla and eating Sonia; Glyn fucking Sonia and eating Cilla; Glyn eating Sonia who was eating Cilla; Glyn eating Sonia who was eating Cilla who was eating Glyn. The combinations just circled through her brain and her hands moved to rub her soapy breasts as she imagined herself in such a situation, sometimes replacing her daughter, sometimes incestuously replacing Cilla or Glyn or becoming a fourth participant. A hand slipped down between her legs. The water removed some of the lubricating effect of the juices flowing from her aroused body but her fingers collected sufficient that the little lost to the water had almost no effect on the pleasurable sensations she derived from her digital manipulations. ----- Sonia knocked on the door. Cilla answered with a harried look on her face. Checking no-one was around she gave Sonia a brief kiss that was returned with a quick hug. "Hi, Lovey" "What's up - you look as though you've been dragged behind a car." "Like I said earlier, I finally told Mum and Dad tonight that I was moving out. It was bad enough when their 'little girl' was 'leaving the nest' but when I told them Glyn was going to be living with me it began for real." "We didn't raise you like that! How long has this been going on? Do you plan on getting married? ARE YOU PREGNANT? What will you do if you get pregnant?" "Over and over. When one took a breath, the other started. It's been like two hours and they've only just stopped. Not given up, just finally stopped from lack of breath." "In the end it was all 'Fine. Do what you want. You are old enough now. We can't stop you.'" "So now I get a breather until I actually start packing and then it is sure to start all over again. What can I do for you?" Sonia's smile cut through her lover's distress. "I have just had a pretty serious talk with my Mum. I need to talk privately with you." Cilla looked over her shoulder. "We won't get any privacy here. Everyone's been listening in for the whole time regardless of how many times they were told to get to bed or to clear out. Hang on a second." "Mum. I'm just going over to Sonia's for a while." There was a muttering in the background which seemed to indicate acknowledgement with no sense of approval. Cilla joined Sonia and they walked back to Sonia's house. "What did you say to your mother?" "I'll give you the details later but basically I told her about US - the three of us that is - and she was pretty cool about it. Don't worry, she said she won't say anything to your parents until you say you've told them." "Thank God for that. At this stage the extra news would probably get me killed if they didn't have heart attacks first." Sonia let them in. Her mother wasn't around. "Come down to my room." Heading towards the bedrooms they saw a light under the bathroom door and heard a moan coming from inside. "Are you alright Mum?" There was a splash as Diane sat up with the unexpected, and unwelcome, interruption. "Ye-es dear. Just soaking for a while. I'm all right." Sonia led Cilla to her room and as she shut the door pulled her in for a hug and a demanding kiss. When their mouths finally separated she put her head on Cilla's taller shoulder and gently nuzzled on her neck. Cilla stood there enjoying her elfin lover's touch. She cupped her ass cheeks and pulled Sonia closer. "So how did the conversation with your mother start?" "Come over here and I'll tell you. You look like you need a cuddle." Sonia had been feeling down for days but now it was her intimate friend who seemed in need of comfort. Sonia knew her mother wouldn't come into her room without knocking and then being invited so she wasn't worried about making out with Cilla, so long as they didn't get noisy, but she hadn't noticed that the catch on the door had missed and the door has swung slightly open. She put her pillow up against the bed head and sat against it with Cilla lounging between her legs and with her head resting on Sonia's diminutive breasts. Sonia's arms went around Cilla and just held her for now. "I was a bit upset that you and Glyn were going to be together all the time and I was going to be stuck here alone. I love you both so much and was feeling left out. I know we talked about the unit together and I know I had a say in choosing it but I don't want to lose you." She started crying again as she kissed the top of Cilla's head and hugged her to her. Cilla turned her head up and kissed her cheek. "Why didn't you say something sooner you silly idiot? We don't intend to lose you either! We'll work something out. Come here." Cilla shifted and sat on the side of the bed. She pulled Sonia into her arms and kissed her hard. Their lips locked as their mouths ground together and their tongues roamed back and forth as their passions built. Sonia slipped her hand under the back of Cilla's top and moved it round to cup her breast through her bra. It filled Sonia's small hand to overflowing and she kneaded it as Cilla moved from her mouth to her earlobe and neck. Sonia moved her hand back and skilfully undid the bra with her left hand. She carefully lifted each cup up and over Cilla's tits and then drew her shirt up to expose those wonderful mammaries. She stretched her neck and pushed it harder against Cilla's hot mouth before dropping her own head to the nipple hovering in front of her. This caused the pleasant sensations to cease while she returned the pleasure. Cilla hugged her harder in appreciation of the feelings Sonia was now causing and she moved her hand to rest between Sonia's thighs. She alternately caressed the skin and gently kneaded the muscle as Sonia's tongue swirled around and her mouth suckled wetly. When Cilla started rubbing Sonia's pussy through her clothes Sonia stopped and gave her another kiss throwing her arm around Cilla's neck. Cilla slipped her fingers up the legs of Sonia's shorts, past the edge of her knickers and into her damp hole. She worked one finger around making sure it, and the adjacent area, was slippery and then added a second one. When that was coated too she moved them back and forth along the warm slit and over Sonia's sensitive clit. When she returned them to Sonia's cunt it was flooded! "Please eat me." Cilla looked into Sonia's eyes. "I'd love too." She sat Sonia up and stood by the side of the bed. Her bra and shirt were already up above her chest so she discarded them before kneeling and drawing Sonia's shorts and underwear off. Sonia lay back with her legs resting on her lover's shoulders as Cilla knelt beside the bed. Cilla rubbed her hands over Sonia's hips and taut stomach before bringing them back to her legs where she wrapped them over the top and pressed her mouth to Sonia's hot wet vulva. Sonia wriggled as Cilla's tongue plunged deep inside her (her tongue is long enough to touch the tip of her own nose) and Cilla moved her grip back to Sonia's hips to stop her moving away. She wanted as much of those tasty juices as she could get. Sonia's hands went up to grip her own breasts for the added sensation but she was frustrated by the presence of her clothing. She roughly forced her t-shirt up and pushed her bra over her tits. Laying on her back flattened her breasts and her A-cup size provided little resistance to her getting access to her rapidly crinkling nipples. Cilla's mouth was working around Sonia's pussy as she watched her lover over the top of the fine black hair which covered he pubic area. The extra stimulation on Sonia's clit caused her to shudder and she reached down to grip the side of Cilla's head. Pulling upwards she said, "Come here. I want to eat you too." As Cilla stood and dropped her skirt and g-string Sonia took the opportunity to finally remove the rest of her own clothes before laying back in the centre of the bed. Neither of them noticed Sonia's mother as she returned along the corridor on her way back to her bedroom. She had just passed Sonia's door when she heard her daughter's voice. "Come here. I want to eat you too." She hadn't realised her daughter wasn't alone. Diane wouldn't have been able to say exactly why she went back to the crack in the door. Curiosity probably, prurient interest possibly, outright lust - in her horny state - definitely. Sonia was on the bed removing her top, her naked body obscured by Cilla who's back was to the door. Diane pulled her head back as Sonia swung her legs back on the bed and she heard the bed creak softly as another person lay down. "You lay on me, you're lighter", she heard her daughter's lesbian - no bi - lover say. She waited until the noises from the bed indicated they had settled themselves before peering again through the narrow opening. Cilla lay on her back with her feet on Sonia's pillow. Sonia lay over the top of her with her head moving between Cilla's thighs. Diane moved her hand up under her bathrobe to cup her tit as she surveyed the naked bodies on her daughter's bed. Cilla's left breast was squashed against Sonia's body and had been pushed out to the side exposing a crinkled oval areola that stood out, an obvious brown against the pale flesh. Their bodies moved back and forth and Sonia's head moved violently from side to side as her back arched and she shuddered. She squeezed the leg next to her cheek to indicate Cilla should rest before resuming her own efforts to bring Cilla to orgasm as well. Diane was getting hotter watching this. She knew she should just walk down to her own room and find her vibrator but this was just too real and her solitary manipulations fell far short of the excitement of looking on. That it involved her own daughter was beyond any consideration right at that moment. She was rubbing a pendulous tit with one hand while rubbing her pussy through the front of her bath robe when she observed Cilla shudder in turn. This brought her own orgasm to a peak and her elbow brushed the door just as her daughter turned her head to kiss her lover's thigh in thanks. The human eye notices movements and so it was that Sonia's was drawn to the door and the sight of her mother standing there with her head back, one hand under her bathrobe at chest height and the other obviously buried between her legs. Sonia was stunned. She didn't know what to do or say. There was no point in jumping up and covering themselves; her mother had obviously been watching and was just as obviously affected. What do you say to a parent who has got off watching you get off? It's not a normal topic of conversation and she didn't think she wanted to try with Cilla here after things had seemed to be so right again. In the second while she thought this through her mother shuddered as she stood outside her door, her face still averted. Sonia decided to try to avoid an immediate confrontation and turned her face to Cilla's other thigh. Diane's recovery was a little more abrupt than she could have wished as she realised that the gap in the door had widened. She quickly took a step along the corridor. "How lucky", she thought. "What if they had seen her?" She quietly closed her own door behind her and sat on the bed, her head in her hands. "Oh, my God", she moaned. "Am I some kind of pervert? Watching my own daughter!" Cilla and Sonia had disengaged and Sonia was now laying with her head on Cilla's chest having got up and closed the door properly this time. She lay there with a hand caressing Cilla's tit without stimulating it further as they relaxed and cuddled together. "Mum suggested I join you when I finish my exams. I had a look and that's nine weeks away." "I have to sign the lease on Monday but we can't move in until next weekend so that's only eight weeks and you can spend at least a couple of nights a week there until then. You'll see. It won't be too bad." "I'll miss you when I'm not there though." "And I'll miss you. We won't be having sex every night you know." "I bet. No, I know. That's what's so important to me. It's not just the sex. It's like this. Being able to cuddle you and Glyn whenever we want. Not just when no- one is around. I wish you were able to let your parents know about us. I wonder when Glyn is going to tell his?" "He was planning to let them know when you moved in with us unless a convenient moment arose before then. I think they have some idea something funny is going on but don't know exactly what." "Anyway, that's his problem until it becomes ours. At the moment I have to try and work out how to tell mine. They will go ballistic. I know them. It won't be easy." "Do you want some immoral support?" asked Sonia, half- jokingly. "That might not be such a bad idea. I'll have to think about it though. I don't want you on the firing line with me; you are too precious to me." The hugged again. "Let's go shopping for the unit tomorrow. You need to have a say in how it looks as well; you're going to be living there full time soon after all." "Yeah", said Sonia. Things looked like they may turn out all right after all. Except for the issue of Diane's presence in the corridor. Sonia didn't know quite how to explain to her mother.