You introduce your new girlfriend, Leah

Mark opens the door and his jaw almost drops when he sees the two girls with you, but he keeps it together. “Hey,” he says, trying to sound cool and nonchalant. “C’mon in.”

You’re out of time to think of anything better, so as you let the girls walk through the door in front of you, you say, “This is Mark.” you put your arm around Leah’s shoulders. You can feel her shiver at the touch, and she leans against you. Her arm wraps around your waist. “Mark, this is Leah, my girlfriend, and her friend Tracey.”

“Hi… ah… nice to meet you both.” He nods to them, and then glances at you uncertainly, “How did… “ he stops himself and almost visibly changes direction in the middle of his question, “How did you guys meet?”

Tracey jumps in, “I introduced them. Leah’s my best friend, who’s way too shy around guys. I mean, she never even kissed a guy before Dave. Can you believe it? A cutie like her? And Dave’s in my English class, he seemed like a nice guy, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen him talk to a girl.” She grabs Mark’s arm as she talks to him, half pulling him down the hall towards the kitchen. “I figured they’d make a good match.” She leans a little closer to Mark. “They’re cute together, aren’t they? Leah likes tall guys,” she giggles. Tracey’s doing a pretty good impression of a flighty airhead.

Mark is looking a bit overwhelmed by the onslaught of bubbliness. “Uh, yeah… they look good together, I guess,” he manages to get out. You’re all standing in the kitchen now.

“I knoooow,” Tracey nods emphatically. “But they can’t find any place to be alone together. Dave’s sister is home, and Leah’s mom is alwaaays home. Anyway… Dave said you’ve got a great game room in your basement. Think they could… you know, hang out down there, while we talk up here? ”

Mark looks stunned. He obviously never considered the possibility that you would need a place to make out with a girl before he would.

“Dave, can I talk to you?” He heads into his dad’s den. You follow, leaving the girls in the kitchen.

When you’re in the room alone, he asks, “What the hell is going on?”

You shrug, “Like Tracey said, I met Leah through her. We hit it off. Turns out once we broke the ice, I can talk to her just fine.” You grin. “It would really help us out if you let us… you know, hang out in your game room for a little bit. We don’t have anywhere else to go.”

Mark nods and smiles. “Yeah man, no problem. It’s just really sudden. You didn’t say anything about her even yesterday.”

You smile sheepishly. “I wasn’t sure she was really that into me yesterday. I didn’t want to jinx it.”

Mark nods towards the door, “And what’s up with that Tracey girl? Are you setting me up or something?”

“Sorry man, Tracey’s gay, not into guys.” You shake your head. “You should definitely hang out and get to know her, though. She’s pretty cool. She’s just, well, excited about how well Leah and I hit it off, since she got us together. I think maybe she doesn’t have a girlfriend right now, and she’s living vicariously through us… or something.”

Mark laughs and nods. “Sure, I don’t mind hanging out with her, while you two… have some fun. Way to go on that, by the way, man. Leah’s really cute.”

You smile wide. “Yeah… I got lucky. It’s almost like she fell into my lap by magic.”

You walk out of the den with Mark, and grab Leah’s hand. As you lead her to the basement door, you hear Mark offering Tracey a coke. You close the door behind you, and hurry down the steps with Leah. Once you're in the game room, you don’t waste time. You’re pulling off her clothes while you kiss her. She’s tugging your teeshirt up. You bend over so she can get it off over your head, You kiss again, deep and sloppy, tongues probing and swirling, breath fast and heavy. You reach behind her and struggle to unhook her bra, while she fumbles to unbuckle your belt and open your fly.

She’s got your jeans and boxers down by the time you figure out her bra hooks. As you kick off your sneakers and step out of your jeans, she’s shoving her shorts down. They get tangled up on her boots, but her panties are already off. They’ve been in your pocket since lunch.

You press your hand between her legs and rub your fingers over her wet folds. Her bush is thick, dark, and curly. She lets out a deep groan, that you muffle with another kiss. You don’t want to get Mark embarrassed by the noises your new fucktoy is making. You press a finger to her lips, “Shhhhhhh…” you hiss at her.

You spin Leah around to face the couch, and push her forward onto it. With her shorts around her calves, you can’t spread her legs, so you’re going to take her from behind. You grip her hips and pull her ass up into the air, as you climb onto the couch on your knees behind her. She grabs one of the couch cushions and presses her face into it, to cover any noises she might make.

Then you remember you left the condom in your pants pocket. “Fuck!” You reach down to scoop your pants off the floor, and jam your hand into the pocket to find the condom wrapper. You tear it open, and roll the rubber onto your dick.

You grip her hip with one hand, and the other guides the head of your cock to her slit. You prod at her pussy lips, working the tip between them, then sink in slowly. She groans and bites down on the couch cushion.

You start to pump into her fast — rutting animalistically. She rocks her small body back to meet each of your thrusts. There are low, guttural noises coming from the back of her throat. “Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh…” Her body tenses, and her pussy spasms on your cock. She lets out a shrill cry into the cushion.

You last a little longer than you did the first time with Tracey, but it still seems like it’s almost no time before you feel yourself getting close. Both your hands clench hard on hips, fingers digging into her soft, dark skin. You yank her back onto your shaft and arch your hips forward, driving as deep as you can into her. You cum hard, your cock straining and flexing. It sets her off again, and her pussy clamps down on your pulsing shaft, intensifying your sensation. She wails into the cushion.

You stay there for a few moments, catching your breath and steadying yourself. Leah is panting out, ‘thank you, thank you, thank you…” over and over.

You pull her up from the couch, caress her face with your fingertips, and bend down to kiss her softly. “Thank you.” You smile at her. “You were wonderful”

She beams, tears well in her eyes. She wraps her arms around you tight, and presses her face against your bare chest. You stroke your hand slowly up and down her bare back. Her skin is moist with sweat. “We should get dressed, Tracey can only keep Mark occupied for so long.”

Leah looks disappointed, “Can I just… taste you, first?” She asks hesitantly. You smile and nod to her. She sinks to her knees, pulls the condom from your softening cock, and reverently slides her lips around the head. “Mmmmmm…” she moans as she suckles gently.

You stroke her hair. “You’re so fucking cute. I should carry you around in my pocket, for whenever I need something like that.” You chuckle.

“Ohhhh…” she moans as she pulls back from your cock. “I’d be happy to be your pocket piece of ass.”

You lean over her and smack her round bottom playfully. “OK PPA. Get dressed and let’s go upstairs.”

You both get your clothes back on and flush the condom in the little bathroom off the game room. When you get up to the kitchen, Mark and Tracey are drinking their cokes and laughing. You grab the pitcher of water that’s always in Mark’s fridge. “Want some?” You ask Leah.

Tracey smirks. “Yeah, Lee-Lee, you need to hydrate after that.” she giggles. Mark laughs along with her. He’s being cool about this. You think you should do something to help him out. You should look for any spells on the website that might let you do something for him.

Leah gulps down the glass of water that you pour for her, while you take a long sip from yours. Then she says, “I’m sorry, I have to get home. My folks are all about family dinners together. I can’t be late. Thanks so much Mark. You were really great to help us out.”

Mark smiles and nods, “I’d say it was my pleasure, but it definitely sounded like it was mostly you two guys having all the pleasure.”

Tracey snorts and gives him a punch on the arm. “Remember what I told you. Girls like it. Trust me, I know from both sides.” She tells him as she gets up from her chair and joins you and Leah to head towards the front door.

You walk towards your house, where you plan to borrow Abbie’s car to get Leah home. Leah seems much more relaxed, smiling wide. When you get to the end of Mark’s block, she grabs Tracey’s hand. “Oh Holy FUCK! It was… I don’t have words.”

Tracey squeals “I know,” and hugs the smaller girl. “The boss is the best, isn’t he?”

Leah shakes her head. “I mean… I love sex with you, baby. You’re incredible. But… damn!”

Part of you wishes you could have gotten that kind of reaction from a girl without magically twisting her mind first, but it still makes you feel pretty good as you walk the few blocks back to your house.