Back in high school, there had been a girl named Bindu a couple of years behind us who had a major crush on my buddy, Rob. She was cute as hell but maybe I felt that way because I had a definite weakness for Indian women. Rob never made a move back then, for reasons he never did satisfactorily explain to me. After high school, I'd gone to college nearby so I still saw and heard from Rob pretty regularly. He'd stayed in the vicinity of our hometown but had gone directly into the workforce. One day, shortly before the end of my fall semester, he reached out to let me know that he'd run into Bindu and she looked amazing. Not only that, when he suggested they get together some time, she was totally into it but, since she too was about to embark on finals, she asked if he was okay waiting until after the semester had ended. It turned out that she was attending the local community college which is why she was around. I was pretty psyched for him and happy to hear that he appeared to be interested this time around because, after hearing her name again, I think I might have pursued her during the winter break if he hadn't been interested. Fortunately, things worked out for me, anyway.
I'd actually gone on a couple of dates with one of Bindu's friends back in high school. While things hadn't gone poorly, we both realized that we weren't so compatible and went our separate ways amicably. Rob and Bindu were still chatting regularly on the phone while she was studying and taking exams, although he was trying very hard not to be a distraction. This all took place back in the late 80s, when we still talked on a landline and there was no texting or IM-ing or Snapchat or digital cameras. During one of these chats, Bindu told Rob that she had shared with Theresa, her friend who I'd gone on the dates with, that she'd been communicating with Rob and Theresa had asked about me. Enough years had passed by this point that I was open to at least hanging out with Theresa again without any real expectations. Rob and Bindu decided that, once the semester was over and I was back home, we'd all go out for drinks together and get caught up. Theresa was attending the same community college as Bindu.
Things were going so well the night that we all ended up getting together that, once we shut down the bar, Bindu suggested we go over to her house and hang out since she had a basement rec room that would have us separated by two floors from her sleeping parents. We all still lived at home so this was the best option to keep the party going, though none of us had actually drank that much at the bar. The house was dark when we arrived so Bindu slipped us in and down to the basement where she turned on a small lamp that provided just enough light for us to get around without bumping into anything but kept the rec room generally pretty dim. There was a couch and a love seat facing a TV but far enough apart that we could pair off and not feel like were in each other's business. Theresa and I took the love seat and started making out, quickly forgetting that the other two were even in the room with us.
Theresa's boobs were about average size and it wasn't long before I was caressing them, first through her shirt then up under it. She didn't offer any resistance so I unfastened her bra and was soon brushing my palm over her hard nipples while fondling her bare tits. The best indication I got that we were on the same page was when she dropped a hand down to massage my stiff cock through my jeans. Since she was showing an interest in going to third base, I soon brought the hand fondling her tits down to the front of her jeans and started to open them. She parted her legs as I slipped my hand inside and, after caressing her pussy through her panties, I slipped my hand inside them. My fingers passed through a trim bush and found her pussy flooded with juices, which suggested to me that she was completely fired up. Given that, I wanted to make sure she came before she even started to extract my cock, much less I slipped my cock into her. I slipped a finger into her hot, wet pussy and found it to be nicely snug, which I knew would feel incredible to slip my cock into. I was pretty certain that it was a given at this point that we'd be fucking.
I was alternately sliding my finger in and out and lightly caressing her clit which had her writhing and occasionally pulling her mouth from mine to let a soft moan slip out. Every so often I'd hear a similar moan from the direction of the couch or a whispered exchange but I didn't otherwise have any idea what exactly Rob and Bindu were up to. Most of the time, I wasn't even conscious of their presence since I was so focused on Theresa. Her hips got to rocking pretty steadily and, as she apparently got closer to cumming, she pulled her mouth from mine and pressed her face into my neck. Her body was tensing up and I could definitely tell that her pussy was becoming wetter and more engorged so I knew she was getting close. When she finally went over the edge, she gasped softly and the tension left her body as she started shaking. I kept up what I was doing as she was cumming but, once she went still and let out a soft sigh, I slipped my hand out of her panties and licked her nectar from my fingers.
"Oh my God, that felt so good," she whispered, "I want to feel your cock inside me now."
"All in good time," I replied, "There's something else I'd like to do first."
We exchanged a quick and passionate kiss before I moved down to the floor on my knees and started to slide her jeans and panties down together. She raised her ass to allow me to do this then spread her legs once they were both off. There was enough light that I could see her dark blonde bush against her lighter skin but I didn't spend my time gazing at it, instead lowering my head and running my tongue along her slit. She gasped again but seemed to be trying to remain quiet despite it being no secret what we were doing and what Bindu and Rob were doing over on the nearby couch. I slurped up the copious juices flowing from her pussy while she writhed and ran her fingers through my hair. I had not really anticipated having an opportunity to eat her pussy that night so I was relishing it by taking it nice and slow. When I did finally slip a finger into her hot, wet pussy, she already seemed like she was pretty close to cumming again. When I started to lick and suck her clit, I could tell that she was trying hard to suppress a noise of some kind that was trying hard to come out.
She was gripping my head tightly and writhing more as I was sliding my finger in and out of her while licking and sucking her clit so I wasn't expecting it to take long before she came again. I was eager to slip my cock into her hot, wet pussy but I wanted to make sure she'd been thoroughly satisfied first, not only in case I came more quickly than I wanted to, but also so that she'd have plenty of reason to want to grant me access to her pussy again. I definitely wanted another opportunity where we had a bit more privacy and she'd have the freedom to express herself more openly. I also just really loved eating pussy and, though I did all right when I was off at school, I didn't really have any established friends with benefits for the time I'd be home on break. If things continued to go well, I felt like that was about to change.
When she began to tense up, I was sure that she was right on the verge of cumming but I didn't change anything that I was doing since it seemed to be working just fine. I could hear her breathing rate picking up then she went completely silent for a moment before going totally limp and starting to shake. She let out a noise that I'm sure she hadn't meant to but that she might not have been able to suppress; it sounded like an expression of pure pleasure. The fact that a sound like that slipped out despite the circumstances was a good sign to me that what I'd been doing had been incredibly effective. It also didn't hurt me, as far as I was concerned, to have the others hear what I was capable of. Theresa's orgasm was pretty long and obviously highly pleasurable but, once she'd let out a sigh indicating that she'd finished cumming, I raised my head and slipped my finger out of her. After sucking her nectar off of my finger, I leaned in close to her.
"Would you like to ride my cock now?" I asked in a whisper.
