Raquel stretched and yawned. Last night had been a long one and totally not what she expected. While far from being a virgin, she realized after last night there was so much, she did not know about life. About herself. She like her brother Thierry had stayed close to home for grad school to help her mom out on the cost of tuition though she had been accepted by many schools across the country. She loved her mom. She loved her family. Her siblings could be a pain in many ways, but she would not trade them for anything in the world. It always amazed her how her mom kept things together for them in the face of all the challenges. She loved her dad, but he was never around. Never contributed financially which always irked her about him. No matter, her mom Lovie was all the parent she needed and more. She always felt she had the freedom to be herself but always felt an obligation to be mom when mom was working. This sometimes-created tension between her and her brother Thierry. While she was only a little over a year older, she always treated him like a younger sibling, something he did not care for very much.
As she looked around the room she grew up in her mind drifted back to last night. Last night. It started off as a typical college party. Music, frat boys, sorority girls, alcohol. While not much of a drinker her mom made sure she knew how to hold her liquor before college started. She could hear her mom's voice,
"Women have to control the part of their surroundings that they can. A sloppy drunk woman is an easy target, don't be that target."
She never was of course. That did not mean she didn't have a wild side. She lost her virginity at 15 to a boy she thought she loved. After the act she realized he would never be able to make her happy. He was selfish as most young boys are at that age. Never overly promiscuous but always adventurous, she was always attracted to confidence. Confidence, that is what got everything started last night. At first glance, the guy that approached her last night was night was not much different from many who made a pass at her in the past. It was what he said that she couldn't get out of her head.
"My lady said I didn't have the guts to come over here and flirt with you. I told her a PYT like you wouldn't give me the time of day. So, I must ask, would you like to come have a drink with us?"
Raquel smiled. Not out of nervousness, but from genuine amazement. What type of woman sends her man to flirt with another girl? She had to find out.
"Sure, why not?" was her astonished reply.
As they walked over to his girlfriend, she could see they had much in common. Both light-skinned and curvy. Above average size breasts and thick in the hips. Both girls have full lips and bright smiles.
The guy then realized he did not know her name, laughingly he reached out to take her hand and said,
"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't ask your name. I'm Stick, this is my lady, Aja."
"Cool, I'm Raquel, nice to meet you two." Always the upfront type, she followed with, "So what made you two want to meet me?"
It was Aja's turn to laugh then. In a husky but somewhat melodious voice she answered, "See Stick, I told you she was loaded with 'tude. I know someone like me when I see her. So, Raquel, basically we were wondering if you have ever had sex with a couple. If not, we would love to be the first."
Wow Raquel thought talk about bold! To date she hadn't but the thought intrigued her. Neither of them was unattractive nor it was as if she had not thought about a threesome. The idea of a couple had never really crossed her mind but there was no denying the moisture building between her thighs.
"Well, let's have that drink first. I am not saying no at this point, but I am not saying yes either. Let's play it by ear for a sec to see where this goes, okay?'
Stick smiled, "I like that, feisty but cautious. This lady is apparently more mature than meets the eye.
"If you only knew." replied Raquel. I don't drink at parties; you never know what someone might slip you. My friend has a bar not far from here, we could go there if that's cool with you?"
The couple looked at each other and smiled. Aja gently hooked her arm and said, "Let's go!"
They spent about two hours at the bar drinking, laughing, and getting to know each other. All the while there were discreet touches and innuendo. Raquel was impressed by their collective openness. Both were interning for Professor positions. Both had a Masters in Sexual Psychology. They had a definite sense of adventure and were working on a paper about sexual practices of the next generation. At this point they had only engaged people their age or older. Raquel was the first graduate student they had approached. She found that quite flattering and that fact added to her overall excitement. At this point she could feel her nipples harden and her pussy throb.
Stick excused himself and Aja sat next to Raquel and put her hand in her lap.
"Does this make you nervous? We will understand if you are and would like to back out. I really hope you don't though, because I would love to get my tongue in your pussy. I bet you taste amazing!" With that she kissed the side of Raquel's mouth to see how she would respond. To Raquel's own surprise, Raquel turned into the kiss and after a few tentative pecks the kiss turned into a full-blown French. When they broke the kiss, they looked into each other's eyes and saw the same smoldering desire in each other. Stick returned to the table and could tell something good happened while he was away. Wise enough to know not to ask, he instead said, "So Ladies, shall we go?"