Chapter 11

I never really thought much about fucking three people until Giovana teased me with the idea of inviting Lelly for a threesome. After that, I couldn’t get the scene out of my head. Every time I pictured it, I got soaked. Maybe it was that kinda cuckquean fetish, who knows.

Lelly was this adorable little thing, the type that hooked me with her eyes. Petite, angelic, but full of fire. Giovana, on the other hand, was a total storm. She wasn’t the prettiest, but she had this strong presence, a spark, something different… I can’t explain it.

If I wanted this to work, I’d have to coordinate everything just right. None of us three could be on our period that day, or it’d complicate shit. I also didn’t push Lelly anymore. The plan was for her to get into the mood at the right moment and let it happen naturally. But how to make that occur? No clue. We’d have to wing it, and that worried me because she was a real minefield.

The location was a problem too. If it was just us two, we could muffle the moans, but three women together? The first loud groan and my mom would figure out we were sticking velcro in my locked bedroom. It’d be a total disaster.

My mom, by the way, had probably suspected me for a while. She just never said anything. I’m bi, so it was easier to throw her off. Every now and then, I’d show up with a guy, and that helped sell the cover.

Between finding a spot and waiting out periods, it took over a month to set the date. Giovana was dead set on making it happen, while Lelly had no idea what was coming.

In the end, it’d be at my house. My parents were out of town for the weekend, and I said I’d be hanging with the girls. They didn’t even question it — in fact, they called Lelly’s parents to okay her coming over and to keep an eye on us in case of any trouble.

The two of them showed up almost together on Saturday after lunch. I was already burning up in a way that’s hard to describe. Every few minutes, I’d hit the bathroom to clean up. I could feel my juices trickling out and drying, my panties felt like they had a layer of wax.

“Girls, I gotta keep it together, but damn, it’s tough like this!”

We hung out in my room, which was in the back, listening to music and doing our usual goofing around. Every so often, I’d try to make a move on Lelly to see if she’d loosen up, but nothing…

“You’re acting weird, girl. You never liked kissing me in front of your friends, and now it seems like you want her to watch you eat me out,” Lelly said, suspicious.

“Cut it out, girl. You don’t know what you want. I kiss you and you complain, I don’t kiss you and you still complain,” I shot back.

“You two gonna start fighting?” Giovana cut in, rolling her eyes. “Hey, we could grab some stuff to drink, right?”

Lelly’s eyes lit up. She’d never really drunk before in her life. That worried me a bit. I didn’t want to end the night holding her hair over the toilet.

“Lite beer? Full-on?” I teased.

“Fuck, friend, we can do better than that. Order through the app, we’ll split it later,” Giovana replied, rolling her eyes.

The pizza money my mom left was turning into booze.

Lelly pulled me to the corner as soon as Giovana hit the bathroom.

“Nani, you two are plotting for everybody to hook up, right?”

That little bitch was sharp. She picked it up from thin air. Hard to fool the kid.

“Oh… We thought about it, but you said you didn’t want to,” I let out lightly, seeing where it’d go.

“It’s just that I’m jealous of you.”

“Oh, yeah? So she can hook up with you, but not me? ‘Cause, look, she’s already done me plenty of times… What’s the difference?”

“The difference, you slut, is that now you’re my girlfriend,” the blonde said, turning red as a tomato.

“I am, huh? And why don’t we do this to spice up the relationship?”

I said it with a mischievous smile and a light kiss on her. Lelly, still wary, went for it.

“Let me see if you’re into the idea.”

My hand went straight under the little blue skirt she was wearing. My fingers, already familiar with that body, slipped past the panties to find that smooth, soft skin… But, damn, it was dry as a desert.

“You’re dry, girl?”

“Yeah, duh. You think I’m a faucet? Squeeze and water comes out?” she said, sassy, crossing her arms and tapping her foot.

“Can I press the button to check?”

“She’s coming out of the bathroom…” she said, nervous.

“Quick.”

I knelt in front of her. I shoved my face under the skirt and went straight for that little pussy to lick it. I always loved sucking her when she was still dry. I like feeling her get wet under my touch — it turns me on, gives me this sense of power over someone else. But this time, she wasn’t playing along much. Normally, she’d already be arching forward, all spread and grinding. This time, not even a moan escaped her lips.

I needed more time. I was praying Giovana would take forever in the bathroom. She could die in there for all I cared. Lelly had just let out her first little moan, and it gave me chills all over. The taste of her sex started to shift slowly, getting more intense. Here and there, she’d let out some soft “ohs” between a silly smile, all sweet and cute.

Things were really heating up when, suddenly, the bathroom door opened. I barely had time for Lelly to yank her skirt down in a hurry.

“What was that, huh? Caught you red-handed! What were you two sluts up to?” Giovana asked, with a sly little smile.

I shot her a mischievous look and answered without hesitation:

“I was eating out my girl.”

“Hmm… Sounds delicious. That true, Lelly?” Giovana teased, crossing her arms and staring down the blonde.

Lelly, red as a tomato, flopped onto the bed trying to hide her face. She laughed nervously, not able to get a word out. She didn’t even notice her ass was still on display and that her panties were still pulled to the side. Even though I’d seen it a thousand times, the surreal scene was so damn hot that both me and Giovana went quiet, staring like pervs at that shameless body sprawled on my bed.