Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Part: Chapter 6 of 25
Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters
         of three older teenagers
Keywords: mfF, nosex, petting, oral, rom
Language: English
Copyright: 2003

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Cilla, Sonia and I had got together at a cast party 
following my school's annual theatrical production.  We 
had arranged to go to a movie following an amorous three-
way encounter at Sonia's house and had just finished 
lunch where Sonia had ended up as part of the meal.

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We joined a short queue for tickets.  I insisted I could 
afford to pay for us although the others offered to go 
"Dutch".

Though Cilla was working full time and probably getting 
more per hour than me, she had paid for Sonia's shopping.  
Sonia was, like me, a full time student and didn't have a 
part-time job yet so, although her mother had given her 
some spending money I told her to use it for something 
special instead.

Cilla insisted on paying at the snack bar however, "You 
paid for lunch.  Let me pay here."

I consented without further comment (we had just eaten 
and our purchases consisted merely of an extra large 
popcorn and three drinks) and we made our way to some 
cushioned benches to wait for the doors to open.

We hadn't really had a chance to find out too much about 
each other considering all we had done together.  Sonia 
and I had spent a bit of time together at school over the 
past few months.  Cilla was her neighbour and sister to 
one of her friends and classmates, Jean, who I also knew.

I had met Cilla less than twenty-four hours previously 
and she, Sonia and I had started fooling around together 
before getting a fair bit more seriously involved.  I 
suppose lust at first sight became love in hind sight.  
Whatever, and however it came about, we found ourselves 
in a three way relationship with little background 
knowledge of each other except between Cilla and Sonia.

"So Sonia.  You mentioned your Mum last night but not 
your Dad.  Can I ask about him?"

I probably should have asked Cilla in case there was 
something upsetting for Sonia but I didn't think of that 
until later and it turned out that it didn't really 
matter.

"Yeah.  He died about three years ago in a car crash.  
Some drunk ran a red light and plowed into the side of 
him.  Mum got pretty shook up over it for a while and we 
both still miss him at times but it's not painful any 
more."

"I'm sorry."

I took her hand.

"Have you any brothers or sisters?"

I've got an older brother, he's 20 and lives with his 
girlfriend.  Other than that there's just me and Mum."

Cilla took her other hand, "And us now."

Sonia squeezed both hands held in hers.

We sat and talked a bit more about our families; about 
Cilla's job and mine; about how soon the final exams 
would be upon us (only one week until two week study vac 
for me!) and what plans we had after break up.

I said that I had my 17th birthday coming up just after 
my last exam in a month's time.  That led to a discussion 
of birthdays and I found Cilla was 15 months older than 
me and Sonia was 10 months younger.

I was being allowed four weeks break after finishing high 
school before having to start working full time, although 
for the first couple of years I would also be studying 
part time (provided my grades were satisfactory - 
something I was not worried about).

Sonia would be finishing her school year a week after my 
birthday; she had only two exams, her remaining subjects 
having been covered by continuing assessment through the 
year.

Cilla said she had put in for holidays around the same 
time and could adjust them by a week to coincide with our 
break.  We all thought that was a marvellous idea.

A bell chimed nearby and the usher opened the door to our 
theatre.  A stream of people came out and, when the flow 
abated, a cleaner entered to give the aisles a quick 
once-over.  A few minutes later we were permitted to 
enter.

We sat towards the back and over to one side of the 
theatre.  Not the best seats in the house but reasonably 
private, unless someone sat directly behind us, and still 
having a good view of the screen.

The cinema was reasonably empty.  The romantic comedy to 
be shown had been playing for a couple of weeks and was 
due to be replaced soon.  We found that the armrests 
could be raised and did so.  The loss of a cup holder, at 
least for me in the middle, was of lesser importance than 
the closer contact this made possible.

We behaved ourselves, generally, while the lights were on 
but cuddled closer when the theatre curtains started to 
open and the house lights dimmed.

I put my arms around each of the lovely ladies next to me 
and hugged them to me.  I turned first to Cilla and 
kissed her tenderly, then passionately, as she had missed 
out on most of the "action" over lunch.

I then turned to Sonia.

"You were delicious", I said before kissing her as well. 
That earned a hug back.

We sat there together and watched the opening credits 
unfold.  There was a sense of unity and comfort just 
holding each other.

Sonia had placed her right hand over mine as it rested on 
her left shoulder.  Cilla placed her left hand on my 
right thigh; not playing, just holding me close.  It was 
enough to cause me to harden slightly but was not causing 
me any inconvenience at that stage.

The plot unfolded and we paid attention although I did 
lower my arms around the girl's waists.  This meant I had 
more scope for contact though their weight against my arm 
tended to limit how much movement I had.  Sonia put her 
hand on my thigh as well, the back of her hand in contact 
with Cilla's.  Since Cilla's wasn't moving, Sonia let her 
hand rest there quietly as well.

To some degree it was an exquisite agony; feeling their 
hands so close to my cock and having to imagine them 
actually rubbing me.  I sat there in torture until a 
combination of numbness in my arms and constriction in my 
pants forced me to move.

"Sorry sweethearts", I quietly whispered as I took my 
arms from behind them.  They straightened as I reached 
forward and lifted as I put things into more order inside 
my pants.

"Aw.  Are we responsible for that?"  Cilla was cheeky.

"Poor little thing", Sonia added and proceeded to lightly 
stroke the lump in my pants.

"Little doesn't appear to be the right adjective", 
corrected Cilla.

"Instead of arguing perhaps we should simple get a better 
look and decide who is right."

"Good idea, Sonia", said Cilla as she reached down and 
moved Sonia's hand so she could undo my zipper.

"Er, Careful there", I cautioned and slipped my hand 
under my belt to move the tender skin away from contact 
with the treacherous metal zipper.  I had been caught 
once before and with my penis protruding from the front 
of my boxers I did NOT want to repeat the experience.

Cilla continued and then reached inside to draw me out.

Now I'm not some porno stud with a giant prick that would 
put a horse to shame.  From casual observations in the 
showers after sport I reckon I'm pretty average for my 
group.  At first I felt a bit self-conscious in front of 
my classmates as I look rather small when soft.  My 
reading however, backed up by my own masturbatory 
experiences, indicated that the variation between erect 
penises was far less than when they are flaccid (curtesy 
of Readers' Digest - 'It Pays to Increase Your Word 
Power').

On the one occasion where I had an opportunity to observe 
others soft and 'angry' this did seem to be the case.  
Regardless I no longer worried about size though I still 
preferred Cilla's comment to Sonia's.

Cilla wrapped her hand about the base of my penis leaving 
the head and a little of the shaft protruding past her 
thumb.  When she squeezed gently the head swelled 
slightly and my penis gave a little jump of its own.

"Sorry.  Did I hurt?"

"No, it's lovely.  It was just showing its appreciation."

Sonia looked down and put her hand over Cilla's, cupping 
the head which she proceeded to rub slowly with the palm 
of her hand.

I was suddenly finding it very hard to concentrate on the 
movie.  I put my right hand down and slipped it past 
Cilla's arm to search for the flap in her wrap around 
skirt.

I found the opening and slipped my hand inside and 
between her thighs.  Cilla spread her legs while I 
reached down and then held my hand in place against her 
damp panties as she gripped me tighter with her hand.

Sonia's skirt was still down over her knees so I put my 
left hand back around her and slid my hand under her 
armpit.  She wriggled away as I inadvertently tickled her 
but stopped as my fingertips brushed the side of her 
breast through her top.

She lifted her hand and prised Cilla's off my turgid 
penis (see 'flaccid' above).  

"Were they going to stop just as things were starting to 
happen?" I wondered to myself.

Sonia took Cilla's hand in hers and intertwined their 
fingers.  She then put them back into place where they 
now surrounded my penis together, their thumbs crossing 
next to my belly.  They started to move their hands up 
and down together and other than instructing them to 
loosen their grip slightly, I left them to discover what 
they would.

I lay back slightly and enjoyed the sensation.  Relaxed 
was the wrong word however.  I was rather tense and their 
stroking motion didn't help.  I am circumcised and the 
ring formed by their thumbs and pointer fingers rubbed 
against the bulge of the head on each upstroke and then 
gradually widened across the surface on each down stroke 
to give such pleasure as to be almost painful.  I felt 
the pressure in my balls build.

"Er. Stop for a second please."  I gripped Cilla's thigh 
and Sonia's side.

"What's the matter", asked Sonia.

"You'll soon find out if you keep that up."

They moved their hands away, still together, while I 
recovered mine and searched in my pockets for a 
handkerchief.  Damn!  I remembered putting two on my bed 
and then being distracted as I got ready.

I though for a second.

"Can you both check in the bags for a small paper bag, 
please."

The girls let go of each other and did as I asked, Sonia 
coming up with the jackpot.  I took it from her and tore 
the paper.  At a quiet spot in the film the noise seemed 
extremely loud to me and I expected the other patrons to 
turn around.  Needless to say this didn't happen.

I struggled with the cellophane wrapper until I 
discovered a small strip at one end which split the 
wrapper when pulled.  I opened the pack and detached one 
rectangular envelope.

I bit the end and tore it off while Sonia put the box 
back in her bag.  In the light from the screen, the girls 
watched as the rubber sprang into a circle and I put it 
over the end of my twitching cock.

Damn!  I turned the condom over and this time it rolled 
down into place.  I smoothed it down to the base of my 
penis, it catching once in the hair there, and, following 
the instructions I had frequently read, squeezed the air 
from the tip of the rubber.

I put my hands back, my little finger pushing Cilla's 
knickers between her lips, and the girls returned their 
hands to my cock.

The pressure had eased and I tried to keep my attention 
on the movie as an added distraction.  Unfortunately, as 
I learned later, while youth has an ability to recover 
that older men only reminisce about, they don't have the 
staying power and I felt the surge build beyond my 
ability to control it.

The girls had been stroking gently but increased the 
intensity as I gathered them to me and began bucking my 
hips in counter-thrust to their movements.  Their grips 
also tightened but I was not aware of the slight pain 
their actions caused as they felt the semen pulse past as 
my balls released their load.  They watched as the 
reservoir filled with sperm denied their opportunity to 
fulfil their procreative destiny, fortunately slowing 
their hands to get a better look.

"Just rest there now please", I asked as my heartbeat 
began to slow.  I belatedly looked around to see if we 
had been observed but could not see anyone who was not 
paying attention to the film.

Having come I wished to show my appreciation and 
increased the contact between my fingers and Sonia's 
breast while slipping my finger under the side of Cilla's 
panties to make contact with her wet vulva.  (No, she 
hadn't left her European car in the rain!)

I turned to Sonia and we kissed tenderly, my passion 
spent for a while.  Cilla's kiss was more forceful; she 
had watched as I'd eaten Sonia in the diner and had then 
helped bring me off and she was horny as all hell.

I looked down to my lap and wondered what I should 
actually do with a sloppy condom, my first.  Retrieving 
my hands again I disengaged their's and circled my 
softening penis with my thumb and finger.  Keeping the 
rubber tight against my cock I wiped up as much of my cum 
as I could as I slid the condom off.  Now what?

I tied a knot in the sorry thing to stop any spillage and 
slipped it into my pocket.  My penis was still damp and I 
wiped it with my boxers as I tucked it back into my pants 
and closed the zipper.

Thinking about Cilla, I turned to Sonia and whispered in 
her ear.  She nodded her agreement.

Although we were not right at the back of the theatre, 
the only people who had chosen to sit further back were 
on the opposite side, some twenty or so seats away.

I told Cilla to swap places with me and held her waist as 
she stood and shuffled across my lap to the left while I 
slid across the seat to the right.

I realised that she had not bothered to ask me why.  She 
simply trusted us.  It was a wonderful feeling.  Love can 
be governed by the gonads but it is much more rewarding 
as a wider experience than lust.

Sonia and I sat beside her and took turns, one kissing 
her while the other undid a button of her blouse then 
vice versa.

I undid the knot holding her wrap around skirt closed and 
loosened the waist band a little so that the flap was 
easier to spread apart.

Sonia uncovered Cilla's left breast and bent to take the 
nipple in her mouth while I did the same with the right 
one, holding it firmly with my right hand.  With my left 
one I lifted her knickers away from her pussy and spread 
her lips giving Sonia clear access to Cilla's cunt and 
clit.  I caressed the back of Sonia's hand as she dipped 
her fingers into Cilla's juices and rubbed them along the 
narrow highway I had opened for her.

Cilla squirmed as Sonia rubbed her fingers over Cilla's 
sensitive clit.  As it grew she began a gentle pinching 
motion which had Cilla softly moaning encouragements to 
the both of us.

"Oh, yes.  Just there.  Yes like that.  HARDER."

We complied the best we could, not always knowing to whom 
the instructions were directed but repeating whatever 
seemed to be pleasurable.

After a while I tapped the back of Sonia's hand and we 
removed our hands from between Cilla's thighs.

I sat up and checked the audience.  Out movements had 
been slow and quiet.  No one was paying us any attention.

I lifted the armrest next to me which now gave us a bank 
of four seats.  Kneeling beside the seat I lifted Cilla's 
leg while Sonia turned sideways and pulled Cilla back 
into her.

Wrapping her arms around Cilla, Sonia took hold of a 
breast in each of her hands and began caressing them, the 
thumbs and fingertips occasionally brushing the still 
damp nipples.

I leaned across the chair and moved the crotch of Cilla's 
panties to one side so I could repeat Sonia's earlier 
actions with my tongue.

Cilla's juices flowed into my mouth as I covered her 
vulva and tried to collect as much as possible.  She had 
watched Sonia's expression as I had gone down on her in 
the diner and now Sonia had an even better view in the 
flickering light from the cinema screen.

Cilla reach out with one hand to hold the side of my head 
while slipping the other down beside her to hold Sonia's 
leg just behind her knee.  When she started to whimper 
Sonia gave Cilla her fingers to suck on.  Cilla tasted 
her own juices from Sonia's recent frigging and licked 
and sucked them harder.

She suddenly released Sonia's led and used both hands to 
hold my head in place, my tongue licking her clit as I 
held it between lip covered teeth.  She arched back 
against Sonia's diminutive breasts once, twice and then 
with lesser force a third time before pushing my head 
back from her now super-sensitive clit.

I gently pushed back against her hands to plant a kiss 
over her pussy, keeping away from her clit.  I rested my 
head against her thigh while Sonia hugged her and then I 
straightened her now wet knickers over her pussy, rubbing 
my finger tips over the furry curls covering her pubes.

I sat up and took her hands to help her sit up again and, 
with another cautious look around, returned to my seat.  
I kissed Cilla and she licked her juices from around my 
mouth before kissing me again and then turning to Sonia 
for another passionate kiss.

We sat there cuddling quietly and tried to catch up with 
what had been happening on screen.

I turned slightly to the left and put my left arm around 
Cilla's shoulder and cupped her right breast with my free 
hand.  She did the same to Sonia, slipping her hand up 
under Sonia's top.  Every now and then I would turn from 
the screen to look over Cilla's shoulder where I could 
see my hand filled with her soft warm tit.

We must have sat that way for almost ten minutes until it 
became necessary for us to shift our positions.  The 
girls had found having their breasts gently massaged was 
relaxing after Cilla's climax rather than stimulating, 
although I think Sonia benefited from Cilla performing 
those actions she knew she liked herself while I could 
only do my best.

It was comforting to just sit there holding each other.  
I was able to occasionally rub the side of Sonia's arm as 
it rested next to Cilla's breast and could lean down and 
kiss the top of Cilla's ear.  The sex had been good 
(alright bloody fantastic compared to jerking the gherkin 
alone) but more importantly the company was superb and 
the feeling of just being quiet together without any 
jealousies between us was something that had to be 
experienced.

I only hoped that it would last.