Robyn with her foot in her mouth.

As Robyn rested; her head nestled between the soft mounds of the other's breasts; sighing, the girl stroked her hair as she looked at her boyfriend. Robyn could hear and feel as the girl began to speak for the first time.

“Tate says you are very loud when you're having sex,” she told Robyn.

At her words, Robyn propped herself up on her elbow. “Oh phew. We can talk now because that was getting kind of weird none of us saying anything to each other. But also, kind of hot at the same time, you know? Three strangers have amazing wordless sex without even swapping names.”

As Robyn babbled, her mind still a little soaked in the endorphins of sex, the girl smiled at her politely, letting her finish before interrupting. “Here. Rollover onto your back for me. Tate can’t read what you’re saying when you face away from him.”

Robyn felt the pit of her stomach go out from underneath her. It was as she turned onto her back to be cuddled from behind by the girl and to fully grasp her words, that she wanted to be swallowed up by the world.

The naked boy, smiling at her, signed with his hands as well as saying a very distorted but just understandable, “hello.”

Robyn gasped in shame and covered her mouth. “Oh my God. He can’t talk and I just said that about him.”

Robyn could feel as the girl’s body shook beneath her with merry laughter. “Tate’s deaf so he wouldn’t have heard you so don’t worry.” She reached down to slowly lower Robyn’s hands from her face before signing as she spoke to her boyfriend, “she says she was so loud because you fucked her so good.”

Tate smiled all the wider at his girlfriend’s covering compliment.

“I’m Robyn. Can you tell him that?”

“I’m Cindy. Tate’s girlfriend,” the girl made her introduction at last.

“Please to meet you both, and sleep with you both I guess. Wait, so how did Tate know I was so loud if he can’t hear me?”

The couple continued to sign to each other as they spoke, Cindy translating what Tate said for Robyn’s benefit.

“He can feel the sound coming from your body as he took you from behind. Your lungs were expanding and contracting powerfully. He knew you were screaming by the vibrations he felt.”

“So that’s why you didn’t speak in the cinema?” Robyn asked.

“It's harder for Tate to read lips in the dark,” Cindy said then waited to read what Tate was signing to her. “And it’s rude to make a lot of noise when other people are trying to enjoy the movie.”

Tate laughed at his joke and Robyn found the sound delightful. It was such a joyous sound from the deaf young man.

“I enjoyed the movie, and the show that was going on,” Robyn said. She found it so bizarre that Cindy was basically having to sign what might be considered flirting with her own boyfriend by Robyn. “Is it harder for him to read lips if the person doesn’t know sign language as well?” Robyn asked suddenly getting curious.

“Tate says your lips are easy to read,” Cindy told Robyn. Tate's eyes took in the sight before him. Robyn lying naked from the waist down on his completely naked girlfriend.

“That’s good,” she said pleased.

“Yeah. He says they’re telling him to eat them out right now.”

Robyn gasped as she got what Tate was saying and then gasped again as he knelt down in front of her and place his head between her legs. Cindy’s hands no longer needed for translation began to roam the front of Robyn’s body, down her singlet and to cup at her petite breasts. Cindy’s fingers pinched and pulled at her sensitive nipples as Tate lapped at her even more sensitive clit.

Tate didn’t stop eating Robyn’s pussy until she reached a second very vocal climax sometime later. Robyn was glad that the cinema parking lot had remained so empty as she screamed her lungs out on Tate’s face. Cindy held her and whispered hot words of encouragement into Rob’s ear.

Things between the three of them remained just as oral sex for Robyn before they helped each other get dressed once again. Cindy and Tate were staying at a small little beach shack that Tate’s uncle had built many years ago. It didn’t have an address but Cindy gave Robyn detailed instructions about how to reach them if she ever felt like joining them once again. The invitation pitched very much at more than simple company between three new friends.

The couple offered to drive Robyn back to the tent at the caravan park she was sharing with Emma but Robyn got them to drop her further on down at the beach so that she could freshen up with a dip in the sea. The salt water washed away the sweat and the smell of their carnal afternoon as Robyn drip-dried on her walk back from the ocean.

Her hair was the only still damp thing on her by the time Robyn got back to their shared tent. Emma had used the caravan parks showers while she was gone. Probably to play with herself once again in the added privacy of a locked stall rather than the partially see-through material of a two-man tent.

“How was your walk?” Emma asked as Robyn came in through the zipped doorway.

“Good. Great. I really just needed to clear my mind,” Robyn said and it was mostly true. A good hard fucking and then having her pussy eaten had really cleared her head.

“Fantastic because I want you to be on your best form tonight!” Emma said cheerfully.

Robyn groaned. “Urrrgh! What’s tonight?” She couldn’t recall they had any plans. They barely had any money to do anything anyway. The movie had been their last treat. And what a treat it had been for Robyn!

“While you were gone and I was… taking a shower…”

Robyn only caught the barest of hitches that signified Emma hadn’t just been taking a shower as she'd thought.

“… I overheard some girls talking saying there’s going to be a bonfire on the beach tonight. Kind of like those full moon parties we heard about in Thailand.”

Robyn quickly ran through the idea in her head. A bonfire wouldn’t require any money for them to go and Emma almost always found some guys to give the two of them free drinks. Robyn had only barely thought about sneaking off and finding Cindy and Tate again later that night at their beach shack but this instead would be good for Emma and Robyn didn’t want to rain on her best friends parade all the time. Deciding, seeing as she had got some today, Robyn would make sure that Emma would get some tonight. She would be the very best wing-chick she knew how to be.

“That sounds like great fun Ems. I’d love to go,” Robyn told her bestie.

Emma looked shocked that her friend had agreed so easily. “I think you should walk home by yourself more often. This is great!”