After the Fireworks [MFf]

Jackson drove his companions, Mia and Irina to Irina’s summer home, maneuvering through the traffic and tourists leaving the fireworks show. He was relieved that his teen companion, Mia, who he’s helping finance through college, and the owner of the house, Irina were getting along after meeting when Irina unexpectedly showed up. Irina, his long legged blonde Russian fuck buddy benefactress who helps finance his projects and Mia, a petite fresh faced coffee haired girl with blue eyes were worlds apart in sophistication but somehow, they were all cohabitating in relative peace.

The three stumbled into the house where Irina promptly went to the kitchen and grabbed an opened bottle of wine from the refrigerator. She splashed some in three glasses before coming onto the deck where Jackson had put on some music. Mia plopped down in a lawn chair and closed her eyes, her head delightfully buzzed from good times, a warm night, and margaritas. It was then she smelled marijuana smoke and opened her eyes to see Irina lighting a joint as Jackson swayed with her to the music. She passed it to Jackson who inhaled deeply and held it before letting the smoke rolled from his mouth. He passed it back to Irina who took a small hit from it before offering it to Mia. Mia had never smoked marijuana. She took the joint and sharply inhaled which made her cough and hand it back. The two laughed as Jackson took it from her hand. Mia grabbed her glass from the table and gulped some chilled wine to cool her burnt throat.

“Seems like this summer is full of firsts for you, Mia,” Jackson laughed.

“Firsts?” asked Irina.

Mia felt her embarrassment spreading through her body as her eyes begged Jackson to stop. He was going to tell her that only four days ago, she was a virgin.

“Yeah,” he said. “Her first time smoking weed, her first time with a man-”

“First time with you? First time with me.”

His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he looked at Mia as it was revealed that Irina had seduced Mia the day before. Mia was flushed with horror as they both teased at her with mirthful smiles.

Irina said, “I wondered why her pussy slit looked so tight. I thought she had some vaginoplasty done but a virgin? And you were the first? You perve. Deflowering a girl on my sheets.”

Mia bolted out of her chair and stalked into the house.

“Mia,” Jackson called out. “Mia, we’re sorry. Come on back.”

She wanted to cry. How could they joke about something so serious to her? It was her virginity! She entered her room and slammed the door before bursting into tears. How could they make such fun of her? That’s what rich people do to peasants. Make fun of the less fortunate like they did to her at school. She cried as she walked into her bathroom and washed her face with cold water until her crying became small hiccups and stopped altogether. She undressed, slipped a t-shirt over her head and crawled into bed listening to the music echoing in the backyard.
There was a subtle knock on her door. She looked over her shoulder.

“Yes?” she called out.

Jackson opened the door. Irina stood behind him. Oh great, thought Mia, more humiliation.

“Please just go away.”

“Look, I’m sorry,” he said, sitting on her bed.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, pulling on it until she was forced to roll over on her back and face him.

Irina said, “I didn’t mean to make fun of you. It’s that your pussy looked so perfect and-”

Jackson shot Irina an irate look which made her shut her mouth.

“It’s okay,” Mia replied.

He looked back at Mia lying so innocent in her bed with tear swollen eyes. She looked so damn sexy in the moonlight, her dark brown hair tousled like a cloud against white pillows. He leaned down and kissed her before scooping her up into his arms for a long open mouth kiss. He crawled on top of Mia, crushing her under his weight as he tongued her eager, willing mouth. The bed depressed a second time as Irina crawled on the other side of the couple, brushing Mia’s hair away from her face and neck as she kissed the teen’s cheek. Irina’s kisses trailed down her long neck and Mia moaned in unbridled passion. Jackson sat on his knees to pull his shirt over his head as Irina sucked on her neck. Mia stared up at Jackson, his eyes focused with lust. With his lean torso exposed, he undid his pants, looking down at his prize.

Mia didn’t fight them, succumbing to pure pleasure as she laid back and let them graze on her like lions on meat. They whipped her t-shirt from off her body. Jackson kept her occupied as Irina shucked off her dress, cuddling her naked body up to Mia’s warm skin. He moved off her, standing to take off his pants. Irina kissed Mia’s lips until the two women wrapped themselves together within each other’s arms and Jackson watched. He stepped out of his underwear, stroking and pulling his hardening cock as the two women explored each other with fingers and tongues. Just minutes before, Irina had told him how she went down on Mia’s tender slit which turned him on. Seductive Irina, with her vampire appetite and sweet naïve Mia. He watched the two as a primal intent of fucking them overtook over his brain.

From the depths of her lust, Mia felt herself ripped from Irina’s arms as Jackson hauled her up by the hips. Jackson placed her upon her knees doggy style, as Irina rolled onto her back. He wound Mia’s hair around his fist, pulling her head back as his other hand caressed her perky ass lit by the pale white moon. He awkwardly guided her between Irina’s legs and pressed the teen was face down on Irina’s pussy.

Mia didn’t need much encouragement. She wanted to taste Irina, wanted to please the woman who showed her so much pleasure. She felt hypnotized as she placed her hands onto Irina’s silky thighs and poked her tongue into the pink around Irina’s swollen nubby clit. The bed rocked as Jackson crawled closer to her, guided the smooth tip of his penis inside her and pushing it into her tightness until she was penetrated, fully and completely. She moaned against Irina before her tongue worked again and she kissed her clit. Irina pitched her head back against the pillow, her hands in Mia’s long hair, massaging the teen’s enthusiastic head. Jackson took in the sight. His hand landed on Irina’s ankle as he plowed Mia’s tender sweet slit from behind.

Sensations flooded Mia’s head, her tongue now on automatic as it swirled around Irina’s clit, while Jackson’s slippery cock moved in and out of her sore cunt from behind. His fingers dug into her ass, steadying her as he pumped inside her. Her mouth and nose were buried in Irina’s womanly flesh.

Jackson growled, “You’re so hot. You two are so fucking hot. Oh fuck.”

He picked up speed and Mia readied herself for his explosion of cum. He rammed himself inside her, her face bumped against Irina’s cunt, and the older woman started to cry out in an orgasmic release. Her fingers moved to Mia’s naïve tongue and together, they sent her over the edge as Jackson came with a loud shuddering groan. She could feel the cum dribble from between their joined parts while Irina grabbed her hair, grinding her cunt into Mia’s face as she came as well. Jackson withdrew to fall over on the bed, holding his sticky dick in his hand. Mia crawled up to lie beside Irina who wrapped her arm around the girl until the two naked women held each other. Though she didn’t cum, the younger woman felt satisfied as she began to fall asleep.

Mia awoke the next morning alone in her bed. She sat up, massaging the small headache in her temple before getting up to pee. She winced as she wiped her raw and swollen genitals. Fireworks and sex and weed and margaritas. Ugh. With a wash and swig of mouthwash, she dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans before strolling out to the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of coffee in the grey overcast morning light and looked around the quiet house to spot Jackson on the deck, typing away on his laptop. She walked out to join him.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Morning,” he replied, not looking up from his screen.

“Where’s Irina?”

“Gone. She left this morning. She’s off to London.”

Mia quietly sat on a chaise lounge and refrained from asking anymore questions in order to let Jackson work. She felt somewhat relieved that Irina was gone, not really eager to explore being lesbian, afraid she might like it too much. But still, she’ll never forget her sexy hostess with the long legs, honey hair, and an incredible agile tongue.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/4qpq2g/after_the_fireworks_mff