1. Poor Petra! (2)


    Date: 6/9/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    “Alcohol!” I announce, as we tumble in, and I skip off towards thesmall kitchenette area that’s in one corner of the room. “Yeah!” chorus the boys. “Just make yourself at home, guys,” I say, grabbing some beers from the fridge, bending right over in the process so as to provide the same enticing view that Danny got treated to when I dropped my bag in the taxi. I’m such a fucking little tease! We have some of those beanbag floor cushion affairs, typical student stuff, and the four of us get sprawled down on one of those each. There’s not much space in the room, especially after accounting for the amount taken up by the two beds, and we’re hunkered down pretty close together on these cushions. I like the arrangement. I’m poised and sexy on my cushion whereas Petra is ungainly and awkward on hers. We’re next to each other so I know the boys are getting a great view of the stark contrast. I dish out the cans of beer. “Thanks, gorgeous,” says Paul. “Cheers, Em, great,” says Danny. “Oh, right, thank you,” says Petra. It’s obvious that Petra was expecting, and probably very much wanting, this to be more straight in and full steam ahead (couple off, lights out, clothes off and bed) but she’s realized that everyone else wants to hang out a bit and she’s happy enough to go along with that. More than happy, actually, because we carry on kinda like we were doing at the bar, Danny snowing Petra, not making out like in the taxi, there’s no more of that, but still flirting around with ...
    her, giving her plenty of attention, and it’s the same with Paul and me. The four of us are having fun together but we’re still behaving like two couples. I let this go on for maybe half an hour because I’m in absolutely no rush. I’ve been looking forward like mad to this, ever since I thought it up back in the bar, and I want to savour and prolong the whole experience. Danny doesn’t though. It’s becoming a strain for the poor boy, all of this acting like he’s really into Petra, and I can see that he’s getting increasingly itchy for me to give the ‘sign’. I decide it’s time. “So, Danny. You’re really into basketball, Paul tells me?” I say, leaning towards him a little, flashing some cleavage. Which is the sign. This is what I’d told Paul to tell Danny. This exact question about basketball. When I ask Danny this question it means that we can start pulling the plug on Petra. “Yeah, I really am. Love it,” Danny replies. His eyes are gleaming all of a sudden. So are Paul’s and so are mine. The three of us are relishing this. I don’t pursue the basketball thing for long (I have no interest in sports) but it’s got me and Danny chatting and we carry on with that, on and off. It’s nothing heavy, we’re just being friendly. I’m still talking mainly to Paul but now I’m also talking quite a bit to Danny too. It’s all quite subtle but the vibe in the room is gradually changing. Danny is kinda cooling off with Petra and he’s paying more and more attention to moi. He talks a lot to me, or ...
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