Double Date

***All characters depicted herein are of age, 18 years old at least, and all sexual activities portrayed are consensual. Enjoy!***

Out at a restaurant that's a popular date spot, Craig, 19, and his girlfriend, Tiffany, 20, meet with Craig's sister and Tiffany's best friend, Frankie, 20, and her girlfriend, Pleasant, 23, for a meal together. Not only is it nice for them to get out of the house, but it marks the first time that Tiffany has been out of the house for a couple of weeks, following a traumatic incident with Craig's former soccer teammates.

The two couples greet each other and get seated at a table Pleasant reserved for them, and a waiter takes their order. After the waiter leaves the table, Frankie wastes no time in asking Tiffany, "How are you feeling?"

Tiffany takes a moment, looking nervous and reserved before quietly answering, "I'm fine."

Frankie looks at her friend sympathetically upset, but forces a smile as she tells Tiffany, "Everything is going to be good tonight. Don't worry about a thing."

Tiffany hypothesises, "What if something happens tonight?"

Frankie reassures her friend by saying, "Nothing is going to happen; not with the three of us here with you. You're safe."

Craig informs his sister and her girlfriend, "Tiffany has been very distant. Closed from us at home. Mom, Dad, and me have been looking after her, even having her parents over, but that didn't help much. We have arranged for a one-on-one session with a counsellor, hoping to see her return to a more positive state of mind.

"I think Tiffany is mourning the loss of our child. Can't say I blame her because I've been feeling an emptiness like something is now missing from my life, so I can't begin to imagine what you're going through, Tiffany, having our child growing inside of you one moment but not the next. It's," Craig pauses and chokes back some tears welling. Craig continues to say, "We've not had sex since it happened. I feel like it's wrong since Tiffany has been so absent, and I don't want to force myself on her."

Frankie asks her brother, "Have you turned to Mom for... You know?"

Craig explains to his sister, "We haven't. Even if we were doing that, I would feel like I'm cheating on Tiffany, and she's going through enough right now. I just want to be there for her and show my support."

The waiter comes to the table carrying a tray with the drinks the couples ordered: a lager each for Craig, Tiffany, and Frankie, and a glass of red wine for Pleasant, and the waiter sets the glasses down on the table before leaving.

Pleasant asks of the other couple, "Please, try to take your minds off things just for tonight. You are among friends, and in a busy restaurant. I can assure you no harm is going to come to either of you from anyone."

Tiffany takes a deep breath and nods affirmingly to what Pleasant just said, and lifts her glass of lager to her lips, pausing for a moment, then taking a small sip, barely taking any of it into her mouth. She lets the taste swill around her tongue before swallowing hard.

With haste, Tiffany sets her glass down on the table and breathes more quickly and heavily, and tears well in her eyes as she begins to sob. Craig cradles his girlfriend in his arms, feeling her shaking as she begins crying, saying, "Sorry. I'm sorry."

Frankie rushes to kneel at her friend's side, and rubs her back firmly as she says, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

Tiffany, curled up against her boyfriend, glances a look around the restaurant at all the people having their meals, and turns to bury her head in Craig's chest, hearing the muddied chatter around the room get louder and louder to her. She shakily says, "I want to go home."

Pleasant goes to find their waiter, and Frankie, still rubbing her friend's back asks, "What if you came back with me and Pleasant? It's still a change of scenery for you, and completely safe."

Tiffany nods to confirm her interest in her friend's suggestion, and Pleasant comes back to the table with the waiter, who sees the young woman's distress, and announces to everyone, "Don't worry about a thing tonight. If you need to leave, then I will let the kitchen know, and you don't need to worry about payment."

Frankie says to her girlfriend, "I've suggested going back to ours."

Pleasant responds, "I'm sure Gabby will be surprised to see us back so soon," and confirms to the waiter, "We are going to leave."

The waiter says to Pleasant, "I understand. Please, take care, and we hope to see you again soon."

Pleasant says, "Thank you," and the waiter goes to the kitchen to cancel their order, and the couples go to Pleasant's place.

At Pleasant's house, the couples enter, taking off their coats and jackets, and they go to the living room to sit down. Tiffany clings to Craig tightly as they cuddle up cosily in the corner of the settee, and Frankie slides up against them, rubbing her friend's arm and shoulder comfortingly. Pleasant perches herself on the arm of the settee, casting her gaze over the trio with love and compassion.

In that moment, Gabby, 18, Pleasant's niece, rushes into the living room to ask, "Is everything okay?"

Pleasant explains, "We just needed to come back to somewhere more quiet than the restaurant. Tiffany is having a hard time," and asks her niece, "Have you stopped streaming?"

Gabby says, "I left it on BRB whilst I checked up on you. I didn't expect you back so soon. What would you want me to do?"

Pleasant says, "I would want Pristine White to go back to her stream, and give my guests and I some time to ourselves."

Gabby says, "Of course, Mistress," and leans over to get a better view of Tiffany and Craig to introduce herself to them, saying, "My name is Gabby, by the way. Nice to meet you."

Craig replies, "We're Craig and Tiffany. Nice to meet you, too."

Gabby says, "Oh, I've heard about you two. It's nice to see you in person. I hope to see more of both of you later, but, for now, I have a job to do. Time for me to get back to it." The niece leaves the living room to go back upstairs.

Pleasant says to everyone, "I'm going to order us some food in. I'm thinking pizza would be a good idea?"

Frankie responds, "Yeah, that sounds good, babe."

Pleasant says, "I'll put an order through," and uses her smartphone to do so through an app.

Tiffany says sheepishly, "This was supposed to be a date night, and I ruined it. I feel stupid."

Pleasant gets up off the arm of the settee, and kneels down in front of Tiffany, holding her hands, and tells her, "Nothing is ruined. The whole point of tonight is to be with you, Tiffany, and we are still doing that. We all wanted to get you out of the house and be with friends, and take your mind off your worries for a while, if only for a little bit. We love you, and we support you."

Held by her boyfriend and her best friend on either side of her, and with Pleasant sitting in front of her, Tiffany begins crying again, tears running down her cheeks, and she sobs, "I can't take my mind off it. It never stops. It hurts."

Pleasant calmly tells Tiffany, "We're going to stay here with you for as long as you need. Let it all out."

Frankie begins crying too, and holds her head against Tiffany's as they cry together. Concerned, Pleasant watches the two of them, wondering what she can do to make them feel better, and Frankie says, "It's hard to see you like this, Tiffany. I would give anything to see your smile again."

Tiffany sits shaking as Frankie sobs at her ear, and tries to remember all the good times they've shared over the years; all seeming like distant memories from another life now. She feels numb and empty, and a little cold, even with the embrace of those closest to her. Even in the midst of those who love and support her, she feels completely alone.

When the food arrives, Frankie sits with Tiffany and feeds her. Tiffany appreciates the help her friend gives her, but also feels awkward. Frankie wants to do anything she can for her friend, and cater for her every need.

Feeling a little better with some food inside her, Tiffany perks up a little bit, but still feels a gloom churning inside of her like a thick fog. She curls up as small as she can, and lays down on the settee, resting her head on her boyfriend's lap. Craig's cock can be felt throbbing in his trousers, and Tiffany sits up looking at his crotch saying, "I'm sorry. I've not been treating you as I should."

Without hesitation, Craig says, "I don't expect you to treat me, in any way. It's nice when you do, but I like being with you for more than anything you could give me. You don't have to worry about me. You have enough you're going through right now."

Tiffany continues to stare at Craig's crotch, and says, "You deserve something for being so good to me. I want to show some appreciation for you being with me."

Craig concernedly says, "Don't do anything you're not comfortable with, please."

Tiffany says, "If I feel uncomfortable, I'll stop. I promise."

The timid girlfriend unbuckles her boyfriend's belt and unzips the fly of his trousers, and the bulging of Craig's cock in his boxers pokes between the two sides of the zipper. The couple work together to get Craig's trousers off, and the girlfriend unbuttons the front of her boyfriend's boxers, reaching her hand in to pull his pulsating cock through as it throbs in her hand.

Tiffany leans down, about to take the cock in her mouth, but pauses, feeling her throat tighten and a heaviness in her mouth, feeling a dread about having a cock inside of her mouth. She gently kisses the head, and sits back up, choosing instead to stroke Craig's cock to a full erection whilst she stares into his eyes.

Craig gazes back into his girlfriend's eyes, and thinks about the uncertainty Tiffany had just shown by hesitating to take his cock in her mouth. Normally, she would relish the opportunity to wrap her lips around it and nurse it to a full erection with verve and fervour, playfully sucking and teasing with her tongue. Her playfulness is noticeably absent now as she looks blankly back at him, seemingly robotic.

Tiffany lets go of her boyfriend's throbbing erection and slides her panties down her legs from under her dress, and drops them on the floor. She straddles Craig and holds his cock in her hand, and rubs the head along her pussy lips, coating them with the pre-cum coating the tip of his cock. Still staring blankly into her boyfriend's eyes, she sits down on the cock, slowly easing herself down on it, pressing her palms on Craig's chest, feeling his heart beating through her fingers. She leans down for a kiss, and massages his head as they do, deeply and lovingly.

The couple don't move much like this, with Craig reluctant to take control, and Tiffany acclimating to her feelings as she tries to please her man. The moments slip by, and Frankie reaches a hand up to caress Tiffany's face, and she rises up to her for a kiss as deep and loving as Craig and Tiffany just shared.

Frankie bunches up the skirt of Tiffany's dress, and lifts it up, with Tiffany raising her arms to allow her friend to undress her. Frankie undoes her friend's bra, takes it off, and resumes kissing Tiffany as she cups her pert tits in her hands.

Pleasant snuggles herself into the corner of the settee, and reaches a hand to her crotch to rub her clitoris as she watches the trio indulge in each other.

As Frankie kisses Tiffany, and rubs her hands on her tits and over her hips, Tiffany builds up her arousal and confidence, and she rolls her hips on Craig's cock, beginning to ride him, gently but firmly with a reserved pace. Tiffany suddenly gets uncomfortable, and pulls her mouth away from Frankie's, and says, "Stop," as she becomes still again on her boyfriend.

Frankie takes her hands away from her friend and sits back, saying, "I'm sorry if that was too much or too fast."

Tiffany gets up off Craig and stands up, clutching her hands to her head and running her fingers through her hair as she begins to hyperventilate, and she says, "I can't do this. What's wrong with me?"

Frankie gets up and places a hand on Tiffany's cheek, and says, "There is nothing wrong with you. There is no judgment or expectations at all. We just want to be here for you."

Tiffany's eyes well up again, and she sobs, "I don't deserve you. Any of you."

Frankie looks her friend square in the eyes, and tells her, "You have us anyway."

Pleasant calls out, "Frankie? Why don't you take Tiffany up to bed and be with her? Somewhere she can really relax and be comfortable, and, I'll keep Craig company down here."

Frankie picks up Tiffany's clothes and takes her by the hand, and they go upstairs, leaving Pleasant and Craig alone together in the living room. Pleasant shuffles along the settee to get close to Craig, and she grips his cock in her hand whilst she rubs herself inside of her panties with her other hand, and she remarks, "I don't often have occasion to please a man in person. I'm much more interested in women, but I'm not above helping out a friend in need. I'm more than happy to lend a hand."

Craig relaxes with his sister's girlfriend, and asks her, "How about helping with more than a hand?"

Pleasant smirks at Craig, and replies, "I don't think so. I'm happy to help, but I don't take cock inside me."

Craig enquires, "You've never had a cock in your pussy?"

Pleasant replies, "Only plastic ones. I have no interest in the real thing."

Craig shifts his weight into the settee as Pleasant continues to wank him off, and he asks, "So, why do you cam for all those men if you have no interest in them."

Pleasant smiles, and responds candidly, "I do it because they pay. Just because I don't take cock in my pussy, doesn't mean I can't please a man. Besides, it's not only men who frequent my streams, or do you forget how I met your sister?"

Craig smiles and chuckles, quickly becoming a moan as his arousal builds from the feel of Pleasant's hand, and he says, "I remember."

Pleasant quickens her pace of wanking Craig's cock and rubbing herself, getting closer to orgasm, and she moans as she closes her eyes and says, "We both love your sister, in a lot of not so different ways. I care for you, Craig. I hope you do for me too."

Craig says, "I do care for you, like family."

Pleasant remarks, "I've seen how you care for family. Don't expect that we can fuck each other, will you?"

Craig says, "It's strange to hear that when your hand is on my cock."

Pleasant sinks herself lower in the seat cushions of the settee, and masturbates herself and Craig much more vigorously, reaching orgasm for herself, and she slides off the edge of her seat to kneel in front of Craig, and stares up into his eyes as she continues to wank him off, faster and faster, and he spurts his load all over himself and Pleasant's hand, and she wipes her hand on his boxers, and they both laugh.

Craig says, "You're very beautiful, and I thank you for that just now, but I will control myself around you."

Pleasant pats Craig on the belly, and gets up, composing herself as she says, "Good. How about we check in on my niece's stream?" She sits herself down next to Craig, grabs her smartphone, and gets up on it Gabby's livestream, and puts it up on the living room TV.

Craig exclaims, "Wow! She's cute. I didn't notice when she introduced herself earlier," and his cock twitches, still out of his boxers.

Pleasant slaps Craig playfully on the chest, and tells him, "Hey, no touching. Well, touch yourself, but hands off her."

Craig says, "I'll keep my hands to myself," and rubs his flaccid cock as it twitches in his hand.

Pleasant notices Craig's situation, and says, "Wow. You really need to get yourself off again." Craig looks a little sheepish at Pleasant, and she tells him, "That's what our streams are for. I'm going to sit here and enjoy it, so, you should too. And, with your girlfriend upstairs too."

Craig says boldly, "Your girlfriend is upstairs, too," and they both laugh as they settle into the settee to watch Gabby's stream.

Pleasant types on her phone into the room's chat:

Pleasant Cummings: You better be behaving up there xoxo.

Thundercunt84: She's behaving, Mistress. Sort of...

LexiNatrix: Oops! Mistress in chat.

Daddydaycare54: Pristine is a naughty girl but we're treating her right, Mistress.

Hubbachubba: She's so tiny. I want her on my fat cock. Hi, Mistress!

Johnnycumhardly: That's a nice pussy. Hello, Mistress. HRU?

KellyKinkaid: I would love to collab with you lovely girls at some point, Mistress. DM me.

Gabby says out loud as she reads the chat, through the living room TV speakers, "Hello, Mistress. I am behaving. Maybe. Probably. We would know for certain if you come up here and punish me?"

Pleasant types in the chat:

Pleasant Cummings: Just know that I'm watching what happens in my House of Desires, and you had better put on a good show for all of us xoxo.

Gabby responds out loud again, "I will put on a good show for you. Although, I need help from all you wonderful men and women in chat. Tip for what you want to see!"

Down the hall from the stream room, in the master bedroom, Frankie and Tiffany lay on the bed together, Frankie still in her dress, and Tiffany's draped over one corner of the bed with her panties. Frankie rubs her fingertips up and down over her friend's hips and waist as Tiffany curls up into a foetal position. The two women gaze into each other's eyes, finding comfort in each other's company.

Frankie's fingertips wander down to Tiffany's belly, circling the belly button, prompting Tiffany to jerk back as she is tickled by the lightness of the touch, but doesn't protest. Frankie's fingers find their way between Tiffany's legs, playfully clawing at her crotch. Tiffany parts her legs for her friend, and Frankie firmly flows her fingers along the labia.

Before long, Tiffany's lips part to release a whimper, then biting her lip as Frankie observes her friend's vulnerability. Tiffany feels her arousal build like a warmth melting away the cold emptiness she feels, like a ray of spring sun breaking through the rainclouds, then Tiffany calls out, "Stop!"

Frankie's fingers immediately pull away, and the concerned friend asks, "Still uncomfortable?"

Tiffany says softly, "I feel a bit better actually. I just want to be alone with Craig right now at home."

Frankie smiles, and she says, "You go and give my brother a good time, girl."

Tiffany giggles for the duration of a breath, and Frankie asks, "Was that one of your signature giggles?"

Tiffany replies sheepishly, "Just a little one," and her lips curl slightly into a small smile.

Frankie's eyes well up with tears seeing her friend happy again, if even for a brief moment, and she tells her, "I'm so happy for you. Let's get you ready to go home."

Frankie gets Tiffany dressed and they head downstairs together. Tiffany stands in the doorway of the living room and calls out, "Craig? I want you to take me home."

Craig, wanking his cock, stops and says, "Sure, babe," and puts his cock back in his boxers, and pulls up his trousers.

Pleasant suggests, "I can drive you back."

Tiffany says, "Actually, I was thinking about walking back. It's not too far. It's a nice enough night out."

Pleasant says, "Well, I'm not about to let you two walk home alone, so at least let Frankie and I come with you."

Tiffany says, "But, then the two of you would have to walk back on your own."

Pleasant says, "I can look after us. No need to worry. My only concern right now is your safety."

Tiffany smiles slightly, and says, "Thank you so much."

The couples leave, and their walk takes them through a park where the footpath takes them to a fountain, with the soft trickling of the water pattering on the surface of the pool, softly catching the light of the moon in the crisp but not chilly air. They stop to look at it, and Tiffany notices that nobody is around at this late hour, and she throws herself in Craig's embrace and kisses him passionately.