"About them? Hardly," I replied.
She cocked an eyebrow at me. "You seem awfully curious for someone who doesn’t care even a little bit," she remarked, and there was a teasing edge to her voice that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
Jason was glancing between us, and I could tell this was turning him on. Well, if that’s what he wanted, then I might as well lean into it. I would have been lying if I said there wasn’t a part of me that wasn’t a little curious to see how it went.
"You ever been with a girl before, Cindy?” she asked me.
I shook my head. I felt like I had lost the power of speech, the words falling away.
She shifted toward me, lowering her voice, forcing me to come in close to make out what she was saying. "It’s like nothing you've ever known before."
I knew these words were just for me--not for the benefit of Jason, or anyone else. They sent a shiver down my spine.
"If you want, I’m sure I could show you a thing or two about it," she continued.
The offer was tantalizing, but the truth was, I had come here for one thing and one thing only, and that was Jason. I would have been lying if I said I had forgotten about that in the thrill of having that woman get up-close and personal with me.
I glanced at Jason and found his eyes were glued to us, as though we were the sexiest things he had ever seen in his life. It was getting him off, and just the thought of putting on a show for him was turning me on in a major way. I looked back to Cara, at her full, sweet mouth, and figured, hey, if I was trying the sexuality thing on for size, I might as well see how a girl fit into that, right?
"Why don’t you show me right here?" I asked, challenging her, daring her to follow through on what she had just suggested.
"Right here?" she repeated after me, clearly surprised.
"You not down for that?" I shot back, finally gaining the upper hand in the interaction.
"I am if you are," she replied. "But it seems mean to leave Jason out of all of this, don’t you think?”
"What are you saying?” I asked her, narrowing my eyes and trying to figure out what she was getting at with all of this.
She shot a coy look over at the man who we had been vying for the affections of all night long. "I’m saying there’s more than enough of him to go around, don’t you think?”
My eyebrows practically shot off my face. All three of us? Together?
"Meet us in the bathroom in two minutes," Cara murmured to Jason, then she took my hand and led me toward the bathroom.
As soon as she closed the door behind us, she turned to me with excitement written all over her face.
"You ever done anything like this before?” she asked.
I shook my head. Jason wasn’t there, so I didn’t have to play up to him anymore. Cara was even prettier, if that was possible, in the bright lights of the large bathroom stall.
"You down?” she asked, and I hesitated for a moment before I nodded. She kissed me, softly, sweetly, full on the lips, taking me by surprise. I smiled at her as she pulled back. She smelled good, like vanilla and cinnamon like a pastry. I couldn’t wait to take a bite out of it.
"I’ll show you what to do," she told me. "Just follow my lead, all right?"
"All right," I agreed, already a little breathless from the kiss she had given me.
I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. This was crazy--it had to be the wildest thing I had done so far. Right there, in the bathroom of a bar where anyone could walk in on us. And yet, when Cara placed her hand on the small of my back, all of that fell away. I could do it, I knew I could feel powerful with her next to me, and I was relieved there was someone there who was going to help me along so I didn’t get it wrong. Could you get it wrong? If there was a way I was sure I would be able to find it, given my lack of experience.
A moment later, the door opened, and Jason slipped inside.
"I don’t think we have a lot of time," he remarked. "The bartender seemed pretty suspicious about where the three of us were going ..."
"Then I guess we just have to get right to it," Cara told him, and she dropped to her knees before him and began to unbuckle his pants at once. I did as I was told, following her lead, and got down next to her. Jason was gazing down at the two of us, taking us both in, as though he could hardly believe this was happening. Him and me both--I couldn’t wrap my head around it, either, and yet there I was.
Cara pulled his dick out from his underwear, and stroked it a couple of times, letting out a soft moan as she saw him for the first time. It was the first dick I had ever seen in real life, and it looked different from what I had expected. I thought they would be intimidating, but when I looked at the thing before me, I found it … tempting. Maybe it was the beer running through my system making me feel that way, or maybe it was the way Cara was touching it like it was the prettiest thing she’d ever seen in all her life.
She leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on the very tip of it. She looked so good with her full lips pressed to his mushroom-tip. I noticed a little bead of liquid at the head of his erection, and she flicked her tongue out to lap it up as if she could hardly resist it.
"Mmm, you taste so good," she murmured, and she looked up at him with wide eyes.
He reached down and stroked her hair. "Good girls share," he reminded her, and she glanced over at me.
Was it my turn already? I slipped my hand around him, brushing hers away, and stroked it the way she had. He groaned, and I felt a surge of power knowing I was the one getting him off.
I leaned forward, hesitating, and Cara kissed my cheek gently, letting me know I was doing good.
"You can do this," she murmured into my ear, her breath hot my skin. "Just kiss him a little. Taste him."
I did as I was told, closing my eyes and planting my lips against his ... cock-head. The taste was … well, it was something I had never experienced before, and I could instantly feel an addiction beginning to form as I began to pleasure him with my mouth. It wasn’t just the action of doing it, it was the way it made me feel--so alive and powerful like I was ready to burst with passion and power.
I felt Cara’s hand slide up my back, running her fingers over my hair, and I pulled back sharply. I didn’t know if what I was doing was wrong or stupid or making it obvious that I had never done anything like that before.
"No, you’re doing good," she assured me, and she leaned forward and took him in her hand. "Try it like this.” She leaned forward and slipped her mouth down over his cock, taking a good few inches of his length between her lips. I loved the way she looked with his cock in her mouth, her pretty lips stretched wide to take his impressive girth. She flicked her eyes up to meet his, and he brought a hand to the back of her head, coaxing her a little further down.
She pulled off him with a pop, leaving his cock glossy with her saliva.
"You try," she told me.
I hesitated but then went through with it. It was difficult at first, taking him that far into my mouth, but I got used to it--I had to push a little past the resistance of him filling me, but it felt … good. Once again, I felt that rush of power. I grabbed hold of Jason’s thigh, pulling him a little deeper into me. I was surprised at how much of him I could fit in my mouth at once. I moved my tongue experimentally against the underside of him, finding a raised seam that ran beneath it, and wondered if this would be the first of so many times I would let this happen.