First kisses

Chet paused, reading her tension before he moved. “You sure?” His voice was calm, and he kept his hands where she could see them.

Kristie wrapped her arms around Erin and gave her a comforting squeeze. “You call the shots. Nothing happens unless you want it.” She pressed another reassuring kiss to Erin’s shoulder, then slid a hand down to lace their fingers together, giving Erin something to ground her to the moment.

Erin nodded, swallowing, her nerves written in the way her shoulders curled in. “Yeah. I just… want to see what some of it’s like.” Her cheeks were still flushed, but there was real curiosity in her eyes now, and a thread of anticipation woven through the anxiety.

Chet moved in slowly, letting Erin see every inch as he came closer. He stayed low, settling by her legs so she never felt surrounded. “If you want me to stop, just say so.”

Kristie let go of Erin’s hand to trail her fingers over Erin’s thigh, so softly it was almost as though it were absently, but just enough to remind her she wasn’t alone. “We’ll go slow,” she promised.

Chet reached out with one hand, his palm facing up, and stopping short of touching. “May I?” he asked, leaving the choice to Erin.

Erin took a shaky breath, then placed her hand lightly in his, letting him guide her fingers to his forearm. Her touch was feather-light, lacking any confidence, but showing the curiosity. He let her explore, only moving when she seemed ready.

Kristie, still wrapped around Erin from behind, leaned in and pressed a soft kiss in the soft spot of her neck below her ear, while her other hand began stroking slow circles on her thighs. “You’re doing perfect,” she whispered with encouragement.

Chet used his free hand to gently brush a stray lock of hair from Erin’s face, barely skimming her cheek with his fingertips before retreating. “I know you don’t realize it, but you really are beautiful,” he said.

Erin’s breathing shifted, and some of her stiffness eased as she realized they really were waiting for her. With Kristie behind her and Chet’s hand steadily waiting beneath hers, she let herself lean into the contact. The nerves didn’t go away, but curiosity was starting to become the predominant motivator.

Kristie’s hand trailed up Erin’s side again, until the tips of her fingers brushed the curve of her breast, and she watched what she could of Erin’s face from her angle, always gauging her comfort. “Tell us what you like, or what you want to try next. We can stop, or we can just… keep doing this. It’s up to you.”

Erin’s eyes flicked between the two of them, the corners of her mouth tilting up in a small, uncertain smile. “Maybe… just a little more. Like this.”

Kristie squeezed her. “Of course. Could I… give you a little kiss?”

Hearing the question caused Erin to go still. She fidgeted along Chet’s forearm, and when she spoke, her voice was so quiet it was nearly lost even in the silence of the room. “I… I’ve never really kissed anyone. Like, really kissed.” She knew she’d already told them that, and tried to laugh it off, but she didn’t know how else to respond, so the laugh came out thin, and her nerves showed in every syllable.

Kristie hugged her a little tighter, brushing chin over Erin’s shoulder. “Hey. That’s okay. You’re not alone.” Her voice softened, in the honesty of her own words that came out warm and a little ****. “I’ve never kissed a girl before, either. Hell, I’ve never done anything like this, actually… It’s all new for me too.” She gave a small, sheepish laugh. “So maybe we can be each other’s firsts, huh?”

Erin looked over her shoulder at Kristie, searching for any hint of judgment and finding none. The nervous flutter in her chest mixed a sense of relief that she wasn’t the only one doing something new.

“Really?” she whispered, just to be sure.

Kristie nodded with a gentle smile, and her arms still wrapped protectively around Erin. “Really. I’ve thought about it with you actually, but never… you know, felt like I could work up the nerves.” She reached up, brushing a thumb along Erin’s cheek, until it rested on her chin near the corner of her mouth. “If you want to try… Look if it feels weird to either of us, we just stop. Promise.”

Chet, still at the foot of the bed, didn’t say anything, but his presence was quietly supportive.

Erin nodded, yet she struggled to get out even a single word. “Okay.”

Kristie shifted a little so she could see Erin’s face better, bringing her arms down under her friend’s to wrap loosely around her. She paused, trying to keep her own heart from jumping into her throat, then leaned in and brushed her lips to Erin’s. It was tentative, as if she were questioning her own nerves, and it came softer than either expected. It was just the faintest contact of softness and warmth.

They stayed like that for a moment, with their lips barely touching. Erin’s eyes fluttered shut, and she let herself lean back against her best friend, absorbing the unfamiliar sensation as it sent a spark through her nerves. Kristie kissed her again, a little firmer and longer this time. One of her hands rose between Erin’s small breasts to cradle her cheek, and gently stroke her skin.

When they broke apart, both girls paused, remaining close enough to feel the other’s breath on their lips.

Kristie gave a shaky laugh. “Well… that was a first for me. Was it okay?”

Erin let out a breath she’d been holding, and gave an uncertain yet surprised smile. “Yeah. It was… really nice. Not as scary as I thought.”

Kristie beamed with her own relief. “See? You did perfect.” She pressed another, braver kiss to the corner of Erin’s mouth. “So… What do we do with him?”

Erin blinked as the rush of new feelings left her dazed but more excited than afraid. She glanced down at Chet, realizing he’d been watching.

“I think… I want to try kissing a boy now,” she said, then bit her lip from the brazen comment.

Chet’s eyes flicked up to hers when she said it, and there was a spark of interest there that felt different from earlier. Like something that said he’d been waiting for her to reach this point.

He didn’t move in right away, though. Then he sat up a little straighter, letting her see him clearly, with his attention fully on her.

Kristie loosened her hold so Erin could move, giving her a little space without breaking contact entirely. Erin steadied herself with a breath, feeling her pulse race through her veins, then reached out with one trembling hand and cupped Chet’s jaw. It wasn’t confident, but it was deliberate.

“Come here,” Chet said, and leaned toward the touch just slightly.

Erin twisted, and rose up onto her knees, then moved closer. She inched forward across the blanket until she was right in front of him. Hesitating for only a moment, she leaned in and kissed him.

The first touch of her lips was cautious and a little clumsy. Chet’s mouth met hers with a matched softness, giving her the chance to figure out how far she wanted to take it. His hand slid up her side, pausing at her waist long enough for her to lean in rather than pull back.

The second kiss came easier. This time she parted her lips a tiny bit, and his did the same, feeling a deep warmth starting to curl through her.

Kristie watched from behind her, with her hands resting lightly on Erin’s panty-covered hips, quietly thrilled at what she was seeing. “You’re doing great,” she murmured from behind her, and Erin exhaled through her tension, feeling it slipping from her shoulders.

She deepened the kiss on her own this time, leaning into Chet, processing the new contrast of him compared to her friend. His mouth was broader and his hand was firmer. When a low hum left his throat, the sound went straight through her, and she pressed closer without pulling away.

She caught his wrist gently, then drew his palm over her ribs and up to her breast. His hand was much bigger than Kristie’s, and his fingers spread over her curves until her nipple sat right under the pad of his thumb.

Erin broke the kiss with a soft gasp from how small she felt in his hand. Her head tipped forward as her chest pushed into his touch.

Chet cupped her carefully, brushing his thumb over her breast again so he could feel how her body reacted. She trembled under it, and her breath caught in her throat as her thighs pressed closer together.

Kristie slid in closer, her lips wisping over Erin’s shoulder while one hand slid up to rest on Erin’s waist, keeping her steady. “You wanted to know what a boy feels like,” she whispered. “That’s it. Let yourself feel it.”

Erin’s eyes fluttered open long enough to look at Chet. His eyes were closed, while his thumb circled her nipple with a confidence that made her toes curl.

She swallowed, uttering the words against his mouth. “I… like that.”

Chet smiled a little at her reaction and moved his lips to kiss her again, keeping his hand firmly on her breast, feeling the way her body leaned into every slow stroke of his thumb. Lost in the moment, Erin let out a soft, breathy moan into Chet’s mouth without even realizing it happened. The feeling of his broad palm cupping her breast, along with the press of his mouth, and Kristie’s presence so close behind – all of it left her senses buzzing as every inch of her skin tuned to their touch.

Kristie, feeling Erin’s response, smiled against her shoulder and slid her hands to Erin’s arm, trailing along them until she found her wrists. Gently, she guided Erin’s hands to the hem of Chet’s shirt. Kristie’s fingers closed over Erin’s, giving her the smallest nudge to start lifting.

Erin hesitated, tensing for a moment as she realized what Kristie was suggesting. She glanced back, uncertainty flickering across her face.

Kristie met her eyes and gave an encouraging nod, her voice low and intimate. “It’s okay. You can do it. He wants you to. This is what he’s here for.”

With a shaky exhale, Erin began to pull Chet’s shirt up, feeling the stretch of fabric beneath her fingers. She exposed the lean muscle of his stomach and chest. When Erin continued without prompting, Kristie released her hold, then reached down and peeled off her own shirt, tossing it aside so her bare chest pressed flush against Erin’s back.

In that instant, Erin found herself nestled between them both. Chet’s warm skin over solid muscle in front of her, contrasting against Kristie pressing in behind her, from her soft breasts pushing against her shoulder blades and spine to the feel of her hips pressing against her butt. The sensation was overwhelming, making her skin tingle and her nerves fizz.

Chet leaned forward, brushing his mouth along Erin’s jaw, then down her neck. With one arm around her, he reached behind, gripping Kristie’s hip and then lower, fitting his hand to the curve of her ass. With a gentle tug, he pulled Kristie even closer, their bodies pressing around Erin on both sides.

The heat and closeness left Erin breathless, caught in the electric hush of being wanted and held by both of them at once. Her bare skin pressed tight between theirs, and every touch resonated through places she’d never felt before. She registered the sensation of Chet’s erection pushing through his shorts against her abdomen as he towered over her.

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