Chapter 15: Three is not a crowd

I leaned against the wall, speechless. Andy was about five feet five with blond hair and blue eyes, and I'm guessing she weighed about 125 pounds. She had all the required curves in all the right places — her boobs were about the size of mine — and very shapely legs. I wasn't as drawn to her as I was to Charli, but the prospect of sex with her made my panties damp. Charli had said, 'It isn't cheating as long as I'm there too', or something similar, so I was free to indulge, but I had to find Charli first.

I held up one finger, said, "Wait here, I'll be right back," and went to find her.

I found Charli near one of the bathrooms, talking to Christine. When I motioned her closer, she took me in her arms and gave me a hug, and then kissed me.

"I've got a surprise," I said.

"Can it wait until after I pee?" she asked.

I nodded and we broke apart. I stepped to the side, and Charli went back into the line. It seemed like forever, but a few minutes later Charli came out of the bathroom and clasped my hand.

"So where is this surprise?"

"In the back hallway."

We walked in that direction, dodging other partygoers and girls making out on the floor.

Just before we stepped into the hall, I held Charli's arm and said, "Wait." Seeing that I had her attention, I continued, "Her name is Andrea, and I knew her in High School. She had a boyfriend then, but tonight she came to me and asked if she could join us. It seems our desire for a third is pretty well-known."

"Did she say who told her?" Charli asked.

"No," I said, "but I didn't ask, either."

Charlie smiled and said, "Well, let's go see if she's cute enough."

I giggled at the thought and walked toward Andy hand in hand with Charli.

Andy was right where I'd left her, nervously sipping her drink. She smiled when she saw me, and I saw her eyes roam over Charli, taking her in.

It was deathly quiet for a moment as Charli and Andrea assessed each other and took a sip from their drinks.

Then, without preamble or small talk of any kind, Charli said, "I hear you want to come home with us."

Andy blushed, but she nodded her head. "Yes, I do."

"Any previous experience?" asked Charlie.

Andrea's cheeks flushed bright pink and she stammered, "Not ... not with two, but with another gi ... girl, yes."

"Are you seeing anyone now?" I asked.

She shook her head, and Charli smiled. Charli handed me her beer bottle, stepped closer to Andy and put her arms around her neck. "Kiss me," she said softly.

Andy was a little tentative at first, but as the kiss wore on I saw her shift her hips to get Charli's leg between hers. After about a minute, Charli broke the kiss and started whispering in her ear. Andy blushed red at one point, and then giggled rather loudly.

After searching out Donny and telling him goodbye, the three of us got into the car for the ride home. It was still early enough to contemplate a lengthy session, and I looked forward to a shower and a change of clothes.

During the ride, Charli and Andy talked quietly as I drove. They kissed occasionally, which made me horny, but I promised myself I'd be patient. I didn't get a speeding ticket, but we made it home in record time.

Half an hour after our arrival, the three of us had changed into our PJs and were sitting on our bed, sipping an inexpensive white wine that I'd had the foresight to chill before we left for the party.

PJs is not quite correct, either; I was wearing a 'Sleep Tee', which is just a longer than usual T-shirt. Andy's large purse had yielded a knee-length summer-weight gown of cotton that was thin from use, and Charli was ... well, naked. We chatted a little about friends or acquaintances, and Andy's eyes kept drifting to Charli's breasts. Charli knew it, of course; she always slept nude except in the dead of winter, and she'd done it on purpose to see Andy's reaction.

Andy's glass was the first one empty, and as I refilled it, Charli said, "Tell me about Andy."

Andy looked pensive for a moment or two, then said, "I always thought I'd grow up and get married, have two or three kids and be a housewife. I went out with Jason for a year, and halfway through my senior year we started having sex. It was awful; he didn't hurt me, but he never lasted long enough for me to have an orgasm. I kept trying though, and just before I was ready to give it up for good I talked to Christine. She's your cousin, right?" Charli nodded and Andy added, "She took me to an apartment somewhere and seduced me."

In mock horror, Charli said, "No, not Christine!"

Andy laughed and said, "Yeah, her. Anyway, we drank a little wine, smoked a joint or two, and I told her about my problem with Jason. Then, instead of telling me how to fix it, she showed me. I spent the night with her, and woke up the next morning in love."

Charli said, "I guess you know Christine doesn't do long-term relationships."

Sadly, Andy replied, "Yeah, I do now, but back then I was naïve. Chris and I had several nights together, and one wonderful weekend in a motel. I don't think we ever left the room except to eat."

Charli chuckled softly and said, "That's my Christine."

"Once I understood Chris was unavailable, I tried sex a couple times with older women. I figured they were more experienced, but neither one knew how to push my buttons like Chris did, and I've been frustrated ever since."

Charli's glass was empty, and she handed it to me as she said, "Show me what you got, girl."

Andy sat up and pulled her nightie over her head. The lights were down low, and the untanned portions of her breasts stood out like headlights. Her boobs were a little smaller than I'd thought, but they were firm and high on her chest, cone-shaped mounds with pointy pink nipples. She blushed and turned to Charli; Charli lay back and tugged her gently down on top.

They started kissing, trading tongues and soft murmurs of pleasure or surprise; I put my hand between my legs and began jilling my slit. Their bodies wriggled slightly to align their pubes and a light, slow rhythm of sex began.

Watching them was a tremendously erotic thing for me. My lover and an old friend were making out; hands stroking and clutching at bottoms and breasts, clits rubbing together in a sinuous motion, locked in sensual embrace. The sounds of lovemaking — a quick gasp or giggle, or a drawn out moan — and the sight of Andy's cute round butt just a few feet away made me come quickly. My clit throbbed several times as I shivered through a small one, and afterward I wiped the extra moisture from my fingers on my shirt.

I gulped what was left in my glass, set it on the nightstand and moved closer. This was a threesome, and I thought it was time to join them. I took off my shirt and lay next to Andy; she was on her side by this time, with one of her legs firmly between Charli's.

I started by stroking her back, enjoying the play of muscles beneath the skin. She broke their kiss and turned to me with a smile. We kissed and Andy squealed into my mouth as Charli suckled her breasts.

Charli kissed her way down Andy's body, and each new spot caused little tremors. I let my mouth roam and kissed Andy's neck, earlobes, collarbones and shoulders. I lingered at each for a few moments, kissing wetly and licking her skin to savor her taste. (Each person has their own unique taste and scent; I can pick Charli out of a crowd by her smell alone.)

I was palming Andy's boobs with one hand and supporting myself on one elbow during this, and suddenly Charli arrived at her target. Andy's belly quivered once and she moaned, a long, drawn-out sigh of joy. I knew Andy would have to breathe — she was already panting heavily — so I directed my attention to her breasts. First, a nipple between thumb and finger, rolling it gently as I nursed the other, then switching, occasionally moving to her throat or shoulder for a moment, but always returning to her hard little nubs.

I was on my second trip around when Andy stiffened and screamed, a short, throaty shout of undeniable joy. Andy grabbed my neck, pressing my mouth into her breast more firmly; I sucked the nipple a little harder. She shook uncontrollably for several seconds and then slumped into the bed with a sigh.

"Oooooooh, Gaawwwd!" she whispered.

I held her close and kissed her cheeks and nose, giggling. "Good, huh?"

Charli was still between Andy's legs, licking and kissing. I couldn't see much, but I surmised Charli was cleaning her up. I waited for Andy to calm down and her breathing to slow a little, just holding her and staying close.

As Charli joined us near the pillows, Andy whispered, "I gotta pee!"

Charli and I got a laugh out of that, and Andy rolled out of the bed and aimed for the bathroom. I hugged Charli and kissed her. There was a strange smell on her chin, and I licked some of it off and tested it.

"Tangy?" I asked.

"At first, yeah. Later it gets sweet; smells like a melon almost."

"You think she's too tired, or is she ready for me?"

"She told me in the car she wants to go down on you."

After a nice, slow kiss, I replied, "Lucky me."

Charli laughed and gave me a hug. I was looking forward to tasting Andy direct from the source.

Andy returned from the bathroom and Charli got out of bed and headed that way. I refilled the glasses and handed Andy one.

She sipped and asked, "Did Charli tell you what I said in the car?" I smiled and nodded. "Is that okay with you?"

I smiled. "Let's cuddle and drink our wine before we get serious," I said.

She grinned and cuddled closer, putting her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and let my fingertips rest on the swell of her breast. She shifted and pressed my hand onto her chest; I started playing with her nipple.