Annie, Chrissy and I stumbled back from the party. It was an awesome late spring Saturday night, only a few weeks from the end of school. Annie and I had been dating for a couple months, and it was clear to me she was no ordinary woman. She had just begun to embrace her bisexuality, and along with that, it was clear that she did not see other women as a threat to our relationship. She had been attracted to both women and men all through middle and high school, but afraid to reveal or act on them until her last year of college.
Annie is a petite fireball; at the time she had an alternative look - short, brown hair in an almost boyish cut, fair skin, and hazel eyes. She has B-cup breasts, and an amazingly round, perky ass. Earlier that afternoon, we had been lying in bed, and she climbed on top of me, and playfully whispered, "Let's try something new - why don't you shave my pussy?" I'd carefully lathered up and completely shaved her pussy and her ass, and as soon as I'd finished, and she opened her legs to let me see her smooth pussy for the first time, it drove me crazy. I couldn't keep my mouth off of her. She rode me for all I was worth. I thought she was going to finish me off with her mouth when she was through, but instead, she strung me along and teased me.
"I want you to wait for it... " she said. "Don't worry. I'm going to give it up, but I want you to wait for it. You can have me after the party tonight. Knowing her pussy was completely smooth under those shorts, and knowing what she was going to do to me when we got home had me on edge all night.
Chrissy was walking home with us - a friend of ours from a few activities at school, a second year in school. Chrissy is taller, and more classically beautiful; she had auburn shoulder length hair at the time, and a curvy, statuesque physique. I knew she filled out a tight pair of Guess jeans very nicely, but at that time, I'd never even seen her in a swimsuit. Chrissy is a wonderfully good natured gal, a bit on the quiet side. I had picked up on a mutual attraction between us for a while, but she wasn't the kind of girl to approach another woman's man.
Annie and I had run into Chrissy at the party down the street, and it was coming up on 1 am - I was a bit tipsy, and so was Chrissy, but Annie generally doesn't drink. Annie and I decided to head back to the house I was renting, and Annie talked Chrissy into coming along; Chrissy lived across campus, and she could crash on the couch downstairs. Or, Annie volunteered she could drive Chrissy home; the minivan Annie's parents had lent her for school was parked behind my house.
We got into the house, and plopped down on the couch, still chatting about the things that had happened at the party.
Annie came around behind the couch, and started rubbing Chrissy's shoulders.
"Ooh, that's nice..." said Chrissy.
"Boy, I can feel those knots. You sure need this." Said Annie.
"Hey, can I get some help back here?" she said to me, I got up and went around to the back of the couch, stood next to Annie, and put my hands on Chrissy's shoulders as well, squeezing her shoulders gently.
From that angle, I could see down Chrissy's blouse to the peach-colored bra she was wearing. As I was squeezing Chrissy's shoulders, Annie bumped my hip with hers gently. I looked at her, and she winked quickly, and then gestured to Chrissy. I could not believe she was going to try to make this happen. We both knew Chrissy to be straight as an arrow, and if anything, even a bit prudish.
"You could really use some work, Chrissy. Do you mind... laying down so I can work these knots out a bit easier? I mean, it's not like you have to go anywhere..."
Chrissy turned around, and looked back at Annie and me, and clearly knew what Annie had in mind, and what was on my mind now, too. She looked from Annie to me, and I could see her hesitating a bit, wondering what to do.
"Come on - It's just us," Annie said, "I promise. Everything's going to be fine. Besides, who turns down an Annie backrub?"
Chrissy looked at me again, and cocked her head a bit, and said, "Yeah, actually, that sounds nice!"
"Awesome!" said Annie, "Come on back!"
She led Chrissy back to my bedroom, and Chrissy laid down on my futon mattress.
I'm going to go make a drink" I said, and I went to the kitchen. Annie climbed on top of Chrissy, and pulled her blouse out of her shorts, and started rubbing her back, making small talk.
When I came back a couple of minutes later, I walked in to see Chrissy reaching back to unclasp her bra, so Annie could have unencumbered access to her back and shoulders. My girlfriend was sitting on Chrissy's ass, rubbing her naked back, and looking at me.
"Get on over here," She said, "This girl needs some help."
Annie was rubbing Chrissy's lower back as I was rubbing her shoulders and neck from the side. Annie asked Chrissy to unbutton the top button of her jeans to loosen them. There was a long pause before she did anything, but then she slowly began to reach down to unbutton her cutoffs. Then, she pushed them partway down her hips. Both Annie and I could see the tops of her peach colored thong underwear.
I was rubbing her shoulders and neck, and began running my fingers through her hair, and massaging her head. She was relaxed and very happy with this attention. I decided it was time to make a move. I leaned over, and kissed her on the cheek. She paused, then tentatively turned her head towards me, and began to kiss me on the lips. We began to kiss more seriously, but then she stopped.
"I... I just don't... "She stammered. She sat up, a little self-consciously, with her arm across her chest, because her bra was unclasped at the back.
"I really like you guys, but I don't know if this is for me." She said. "I've never done anything like this... with a girl..." she said, then immediately feeling self-conscious, saying, "Annie I don't mean you aren't awesome, I just... You know..."
"Sweetie" said Annie, "It's totally okay. We don't want to do anything you don't want to do. I just don't see any reason in the world we can't have a nice time together! Why don't we just try this - you just concentrate on the boy, if more comfortable with that. You can just pretend I'm not here, or you can pretend I'm another boy. Who likes girls. How does that sound?"
Chrissy looked at me, and at Annie. Annie said, soothingly, "Just relax, and let's see where things go. Just concentrate on boyfriend. 'Cause from what I see, part of him is sure concentrating on you!"
I got down on one elbow, and began to kiss Chrissy more deeply, while Annie looked on, and caressed Amy's back. I reached down to Chrissy's beautiful breasts and began to cup them. Annie gently slid her hands up Chrissy's abdomen, and met my hands on Chrissy's breasts. Chrissy gasped a bit, feeling Annie's hands cupping and squeezing her breasts.
"It's okay, Chrissy," Annie whispered. "Just pretend I'm a boy, and concentrate on boyfriend."
