Go out with the others

I arrived at our BBQ place a little later than planned; everyone else, it seemed, was already there. Brock and Josh were already arguing over dressings with Rebecca, who was pinned on the table between them and was trying to persuade them to order more coleslaw; not an easy task considering Josh was moving his dick in and out of her mouth at breakneck speed. Maya and Natalie, at the other end of the table, were deep in conversation. When I came in, Natalie looked up and smiled at me. I noticed that the only free seat at the table was at the corner right next to her, opposite Maya. I was torn about this: On the one hand, it meant I got to sit next to Natalie; on the other, I knew for a fact that Maya was very protective of her friends and that if I committed even the tiniest social blunder, I would be punished subtly but severely.

I decided not to interrupt Becca and the guys' argument and instead went to greet Natalie and Maya. Maya stood up to give me a hug; I reached down across her back to lift her skirt and heartily grabbed her bare butt. I didn't yet feel confident enough to simply go up and hug Natalie -- and I could tell she didn't, either -- so I settled for quickly dragging down her top to expose her left breast and squeezing it. It felt just as soft and supple as I remembered it.

I sat down next to Natalie, extremely conscious of the fact that I had absolutely no idea what to say to her. Luckily, the others were providing more than enough entertainment -- Josh was now shouting "You want more coleslaw? Here's your coleslaw!" while ejaculating all over Rebecca's breasts, who was screaming "No! No! Not that kind!" while laughing and wriggling around on the table. It was actually quite easy to get into a conversation with Natalie after that, as it had given us the opportunity to share other funny sex situations we'd gotten into. Having Maya there helped, too; she kept the conversation going and seemed to be making an active effort to include me. I guessed that Rebecca must have dropped her a few hints.

I was genuinely surprised at the ease with which I found myself talking to Natalie. We covered a wide range of subjects and found that we agreed on almost everything. At some point, I discovered that my hand had moved up her skirt on its own accord and was already exploring her vagina. It felt warm and welcoming and very, very wet. Even though she carried on talking just like before, I was sure I could see a distinct increase in flushing around her dimpled cheeks.

Placing our order took quite some time; our waitress was insanely hot, which meant that she had to be sampled before we let her get our food. Rebecca kept making coleslaw jokes as Brock and I jerked off in the waitress's hair, with the result that she ended up bringing us obscene amounts of the stuff, which prompted even more playful bickering between Rebecca and Josh. Knowing Rebecca, I took this as a clear sign that she was quite into him and shot her an encouraging glance. She returned it with a significant sideways look at Natalie.

Before our food arrived, I took the opportunity to get a little face-fucking done. Having never fucked Natalie before, I decided to start with Maya just to get things going. She was already used to my preferences and leant back in her chair as soon as I got up and started unzipping my pants. This also allowed me to gauge Natalie's reaction -- my friends knew that my throatfucking could get quite intense and they had all adjusted to it, but Natalie had no way of knowing, so this was a good way to prepare her for it. We kept our conversation going throughout, although Maya's part in it was obviously reduced to "GACK-GACK-GACK", which contributed little but was still nice to hear. After I had warmed up inside Maya and was confident that Natalie knew what was in store for her, I moved on to her.

It was awkward at first, because of course we hadn't yet had the opportunity to develop the easy rapport I had with Maya, Becca or my other female friends. She squirmed a little in her chair trying to get into a comfortable position and, once I had built up a little speed, seemed temporarily overwhelmed by my ferocity. However, she quickly adapted and became progressively more enthusiastic, so that by the time the waitress arrived with our food, I was well and truly pumped up and was able to donate a nice, generous dressing to her spare ribs.