A friend

You get a call two days later, Saturday. “John, you busy today?”

“Not really,” you reply. “Just getting ready to have a drink and so some housework.”

“Great! Get ready for company in about an hour. We’re just finishing some shopping.”

“Whose we?

“Wouldn’t you like to know!” You can hear the grin in her voice as she hangs up.

You don’t get a whole lot done, as you spend much of your time trying to imagine what Ariel has in mind. You do manage to get everything ready before the aforementioned time. You hear a knock on the door and go over to answer it. You are greeted at the door by Ariel and her friend, Kara. While both on the cheerleading team, these girls are very different from each other. Kara is tall to Ariel’s short, with a dark complexion and narrow eyes. You have never been able to figure out if she has some sort of Asian heritage. The girls are wearing matching jean skirts and sandals, with Ariel in a pink top and Kara in a green one.

“Mr. Doe?” Kara asked, confused. “What are you doing here?”

“I live here,” you reply, amused. What kind of story had Ariel told her to get her here?

Kara is wondering something similar. “Ariel? What are we doing here?”

“Relax, Kara. I told you we were going to have fun. John can help us.”

Kara is stiff as a rod. “John? Oh, no. No, Ariel, this is too weird. I’m outta here.”

You speak before the obviously hurt Ariel can protest. “Whatever you want. You should come in and have a drink, first, though, before you leave.”

Kara stops backing away. “Yeah, that makes sense.”

You bring the girls inside. There are now two eighteen-year-olds in your house. You mix them something fruity. Why not, you’re already getting fired if any of this comes out. The girls are sitting on the couch, arguing furiously when you return.

“… no, Ariel, that is too gross! You can’t be ‘dating’ your teacher! There – thanks, Mr. Doe – are laws about that. Besides, it’s gross and weird.”

“Kara, please understand! You don’t really know him at all. You’ve never even been in his class! He’s really different from anybody else I have ever met.”

You interject. “You should listen to your friend, Kara. She might teach you something. You should also apologize for what you said to her.”

Kara is taken aback. “I am so sorry, Ariel. Please, tell me about you and Mr. Doe.”

“I agree, Ariel. Tell Kara about everything about us. Kara, you are going to be so turned on by this.”

Of course, as you say it, you make it true. As Ariel regales her friend with your escapades, Kara starts to become visibly aroused. Her breasts (larger than Ariel’s) push more quickly against her shirt, and you can see her nipples. Her long, dark legs are crossing and uncrossing. She is not the only one getting turned on.

As Ariel runs down, it is once again time for you to jump back into the fray. “Kara, tell us the truth. Have you ever thought of kissing Ariel?”

“Well, no, not seriously. I’m not into girls.”

“But you want to now. You two should make out.”

The girls slide over to each other on the couch, eager but tentative in the way people are when they are exploring new territory. Kara’s hand reaches out and laces with Ariel’s as the two girls begin to kiss, softly at first, and then getting deeper as they become used to the sensations. Their bodies, Ariel’s petite frame and Kara’s larger, softer, start by just touching, but begin to press into each other. Ariel is enjoying herself. Kara, while still obviously turned on, is more hesitant, glancing in your direction.

“Don’t mind me,” you tell them cheerily. “You two really explore each other.”

So they do. Ariel’s hand slides up Kara’s silky legs, while Kara, the bold minx, immediately unzips Ariel’s skirt enough to slide her hand inside Ariel’s panties. Kara moves to Ariel’s neck while stroking her. Trying not to be outdone, Ariel slides both her hands underneath Kara’s bra, fondling her breasts and attempting to squeeze her nipples. Kara gets the idea, and pushes Ariel’s shirt and bra up enough so that she can get to her nipples with her mouth. Ariel gives up and just lays back, running her hand through Kara’s hair. She whimpers occasionally until Kara pushes her over the edge.

“Ladies, we will all be more comfortable if we relocate to my bedroom and take off our clothes.”

The ladies quickly agree. You give Kara directions and quickly pull Ariel back for a moment. “This was a good choice, gorgeous. I’m proud of you.”

She is delighted as you kiss her. Then you send her off to follow Kara with a playful slap to her ass.

The girls are already undressing as you enter the room. If someone had asked you when you bought this king-sized bed a year ago if you were planning on having a threesome with two beautiful teens on it when you bought it, you would have laughed in their face. You just like to be comfortable. Now, you can really try it out.

“Kara, you haven’t cum yet, but you would like to. Therefore, you’re going to eagerly play with Ariel and I so that you can see why we’re so good together.”

“That sounds amazing, Mr. Doe. I always want to learn new things.”

While her grades suggest otherwise (so you’ve heard), you let it go. “Get on the bed. Ariel, put your mouth to good use on her vagina.” You would like to use both of these girls, and hard, but you also want to enjoy this for a while. While Ariel gets to work, you kiss Kara, sliding your hand up the outside of her leg (moving your hand over Ariel’s, which is gripping for dear life). You move your mouth to her throat as your hand slides over her thigh, through Ariel’s hair and then onto Kara’s mons. You continue up her stomach finally coming to rest on her generous breast. Your mouth moves to her ear, “Cum.”

She does.