ABW Three Friends: Chapter 03

Chapter 3

Emma could hardly believe what was happening. Both of her friends, whom she’d known since childhood, stood naked in her bedroom; or in varying stages of undress.

Milena carried her jeans upstairs; nude from her tiny waist down. Jenni pulled her panties up before they left the living room. Minutes later—and in the privacy of Emma’s bedroom—Milena was completely naked and Jenni had just started to remove her bra.

“You look like you’ve never seen us naked before,” Milena said with her arms crossed over her small breasts.

“Not like this,” Emma replied, visibly shaking from a mix of nerves and excitement. “Not this way. Not with these intentions.”

“Relax,” Jenni said from behind, with both hands on her nervous friend’s hips.

“Em, just think of it like the locker room before a game,” Milena said to ease her nerves.

“Except instead of playing basketball, we’re going to fuck you.”

Emma shook her head slowly, not entirely certain she wanted to continue, but not sure she’d want to stop. How long had it been since she had sex? Despite having never been intimate with a girl, it was hard to pass up these two beauties.

If you were into a naturally tanned, small breasted girl with a tight little athletes body, Milena was your girl—and those beautiful emerald eyes were mesmerizing.

Or, maybe a girl with an alabaster complexion, fit body, the eldest of the group but with the cute face of a girl much younger, perfect perky breasts, and enough supple curves to squeeze everywhere on her body, then Jenni was your girl.

Both sexy young ladies—both of whom stood at five-and-a-half feet, an inch taller than Emma—oozed sensuality. Neither had trouble finding a partner whenever they chose. In fact, Emma had heard the stories of these two getting together a few times and she’d watched them make-out on several occasions. A part of her always felt a little jealous for not being included. Here and now, she became the focal point of their desires.

The seemingly innocent young blonde lifted her arms to allow Jenni to pull her shirt up over her head. She felt Milena’s thumbs graze her panties as she pealed the black sweatpants down her legs. They were stripping her. She couldn’t believe her two best friends were stripping her naked. Jenni unclipped her cotton candy pink bra, Milena removed her matching semi-sheer thong. Soon Emma was as naked as her sexy friends.

“Em,” Milena started with barely a hair’s breadth between her lips and Emma’s. “You sure you’re okay with this?”

She answered not with words, because no words could express how she felt, but with a kiss. The first time she had ever kissed a girl; and she liked it. She liked it so much, in fact, that her lips made repeated contact with Milena’s.

From behind her, Jenni’s hands roamed around her sleek form. One hand traveled, slowly, up Emma’s abdomen, over her ribs, until it cupped one of her perky breasts. The other hand rode down Emma’s abdomen, along the thin line of pubic hair she kept so neatly groomed, until her middle finger grazed her friend’s clitoral hood.

Emma gasped at the touch. Her lips devoured Milena’s with renewed urgency. One of her best friends just touched her bare sex. Not only that…

“Mmm, I think she likes it,” Jenni teased. “She’s super wet right now.”

“Really?”

Milena pulled away from her lip’s embrace and dropped to her knees. With her hands on Emma’s thighs, she motioned for her to take a wider stance.

“You are wet,” Milena confirmed. “Want me to give it a lick?”

“I…” Emma didn’t know what to say. It would feel so good, no doubt. She only had her fingers, and the occasional dildo, to get herself off. Yet, if Milena did what she was thinking, she would be the first to orally pleasure her.

Milena blew lightly over the moistening soft flesh. As she did, Jenni grasped both of Emma’s breasts. Blue eyes turned as her chin reached toward her shoulder and Jenni’s lips caught hers.

“Such a pretty little pussy,” Milena said. She pressed her thumb into Emma’s clitoris and gently stroked the budding nub. The moisture parted the blonde’s labia. An alluring scent drew Milena’s mouth closer. “You want me to eat your pussy, don’t you?”

“Mmm,” Emma replied with a moan muffled by Jenni’s kiss.

“Say it.”

“Uhhnn…I want you to do it.”

“Do what?”

“I want you to…” She struggled to get the words out. Talking dirty to her friends was something she never considered. Talking dirty was not her forte to begin with.

“Come on,” Milena continued taunting Emma by gently blowing her wetness. “Say it and I’ll do it.”

“I want you to…eat my pussy.”

Milena grinned widely upon hearing those words. She wasn’t about to keep the girl waiting.

Emma turned her head, eager to re-capture Jenni’s mouth.

Her pussy-eating friend sucked her clit, releasing it with an audible pop—and confirmed by Emma’s audible moans. Her tongue first grazed the slit, then dragged back down, and up again teasingly.

Emma grabbed Milena’s head and pulled it into herself with an overwhelming desire to be fucked by Millie’s slithering pink member. Her boisterous moans allowed Jenni’s tongue entrance into Emma’s mouth. Their tongues dueled feverishly, gliding and slipping around each other with a fiery passion. Jenni broke the kiss and moved around to the front of Emma’s body. She grasped her right breast, hefting the 33C cup in her palm, and ran her tongue along Emma’s areola until her pink nipple grew erect.

Her pussy was being tongue-fucked by Milena. Her breasts were being sucked by Jenni—switching over to the left breast and back. Somehow, for some unexplained reason, she thought about Ashley.

“Whoa there,” Milena said when Emma nearly fell.

“Sorry,” Emma laughed. “My knees gave out for a second.”

“Get on the bed.”

Emma eagerly followed instructions, hoping the pleasure wouldn’t end. Lucky for her, there was no end in sight. Milena climbed between her friend’s legs, connecting her tongue to the tight arousal-soaked opening.

What did it taste like? Emma wondered. It must taste good the way Milena gorged on it like she hadn’t eaten in months and pussy was all she could sustain herself on. She sucked the blonde’s fleshy pink lips. Flicked her clitoris. And tongued her gaping hole.

Beside her, Jenni knelt with one leg up and the other on the bed as if she protested the lack of attention. Emma watched her play with herself, rubbing her clearly wet cunt. What would it taste like?

“You want a taste?”

Emma nodded.

Jenni swung her leg over Emma’s head until she straddled her face. Emma couldn’t believe she was staring up at her best friend’s vagina. A drop of excitement dripped onto her lips. It tasted sweet, if not salty. Her lips were wide open, as was Emma’s mouth. The scent of aroused pussy entered her nostrils. Pheromones lit the fires of her passion. She reached up until her hands gripped Jenni’s hips, and pulled her body down on top.

Her lips kissed Jenni’s labia in a the same way they kissed her mouth. Wet sloppy kisses, sometimes sucking. Then she heard her friend above her moan. The moans goaded her on. Doing her best to emulate Milena down between her own legs, Emma devoured the fresh-tasting pussy. Like a strawberry, she thought. It had an earthy sweet taste, like sticking your tongue in the middle of a ripe juicy strawberry.

“Cum for me, baby,” Milena demanded. “I’m not stopping until you cum.”

Two fingers replaced Milena’s tongue in the tight wet hole. She pumped the pretty pussy hard until Emma’s feet pressed so hard into the bed that her hips were lifted high in the air. Milena’s tongue re-joined the fray and she continued, because Emma hadn’t cum, yet.

“Mmmmhh,” Emma moaned from under Jenni.

“Oh, fuck!” Jenni screamed. “You sure you hadn’t done this before.

Emma shook her head as best she could. Suddenly, that old familiar pre-orgasm feeling came on strong. She was determined to make Jenni cum, too.

Her hips quaked with the full force of an orgasm brought on not only by Milena’s relentless attention, but also by Jenni’s delectable (starts with d, word for vagina). Hers passion-filled screams were loud enough to put Nathan and Ashley to shame. Ashley. For some reason, she thought about Ashley again.

As if summoned by the thought of her, a loud knock banged at her bedroom door. Without much warning, Ashley swung the door open.

“What the fuck!” She screamed. “Seriously, if you want to fuck your dyke friends, how about you try to be a little quieter.”

“But…what?” Emma’s mind hadn’t had a second to process this just seconds after such an intense orgasm. One second she’s being pleasured beyond her wildest fantasies, the next her step-sister marches in screaming. “I was just…I’m sorry.”

“You better not let my mother find out you’re fucking around with your little friends. If she finds out, she won’t allow them or Nathan to come over the house.”

“Ashley, we’re sorry—”

“Milena, don’t even. I’ve heard plenty of stories about you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Milena stepped off the bed and stood in front of Ashley.

“If you lay a finger on me, I’ll not only tell my mother, but also your foster mother.” Ashley smiled, knowing she won this fight.

Milena swallowed her rage and stepped aside. She knew the wrath of her foster mother all too well. It was never wise to earn her punishment.

Jenni had already backed away, grabbing her clothes from the floor. She hated confrontation. Better to get dressed and leave before things got any worse.

To everyone’s surprise, Ashley lest as quickly as she came.

“You should’ve stood up for yourself,” Milena told Emma.

“I can’t,” Emma said, feeling humiliated and defeated. “This is Catherine’s house, now. This is Ashley’s house. I’m just a nobody here. If I speak up or make waves, I’m worried Catherine might kick me out.”

“She wouldn’t kick you out,” Jenni said. “Catherine’s like the nicest woman in the world.”

“If it came between me and her daughter, who do you think she’d choose?”

It was true. As nice as Catherine always was, she’d be far more likely to kick Emma out on the street than her own daughter. But, what if she didn’t kick anyone out? What if Catherine was unwilling to give up on Emma, in honor of her father? That thought never crossed her mind.

“Em, don’t even worry about it,” Milena said while getting dressed. “Tomorrow I’m bringing my camera over and we’ll wrestle in the basement. Maybe we’ll make enough money to rent a place together.”

Tomorrow night. The thought gave Emma a sliver of hope. Tomorrow could be the change they needed for a new beginning. The trio had graduated high school and were prepared to start college soon; while Jenni had already begun living in a dormitory. Tomorrow night could change everything.