Pregnant with my two best friends

Chapter 2

“Can we fondle them?” Chris says with a wink

Emma blushes, but nods.

That’s the legitimation that the boys need and therefore immediately act upon. With their hands and their mouths. Emma closes her eyes and leans her body on Parker’s chest who is now behind her again. One of Parker’s hands stays on her hip, guarding her from being drifted off by the water. His other hand, however, slowly wanders up towards her right breast. Once it’s there, he squeezes it, slowly, taking his time. Emma moans, this feels good. Parker knows, he also knows that it can only get better. In fact, he aims to make it even better. So, he reaches for her n****e, and pinches it. Emma gasps. That was, wow! Absolutely just wow!

Now both Chris and Parker laugh. “That was hot,” Chris says. “You like that, Em? What else do you like?”

“I don’t think Em can really answer that question for you,” Parker says matter-of-factly. “Show her, and we can observe her reaction.”

Chris grins. “Fair enough,” he says. Suddenly, his whole demeanour changes. He no longer grins. Instead, he gives her a warm but intense gaze. His gaze searches for her lips, and when it finds them, it stays there. Chris’s hands then wrap around the back of her head, securing her from moving. He slowly lowers his head, showing her his intention to kiss her. He smiles, asking for permission. Emma smiles back, granting him the permission, then closes her eyes.

Like Parker’s, Chris’s kiss starts slow and deliberate. But unlike Parker’s, his gains momentum in a matter of seconds. It becomes fast and furious pretty quickly. It feels like being hit by a ton of bricks. His hands move everywhere, taking her, claiming her, forcing Parker to back off a little. Suddenly, the all-around-fun-loving Chris becomes as intense and as dangerous as a group of navy seal on a mission to attack a terrorist base. And successful! Hooray! And poor little Emma’s heart has no chance of surviving that.

Not that she wants too, anyway.

And that was just a kiss. The kiss that leaves her giggle once they come up for air.

The boys laugh, not at her, but with her.

“What do you say, guys,” Chris starts again. “One more item off?”

“Tit for tat,” Emma points out. “Why should this time be my clothing, your turn.”

“I’ve no problem with that,” Chris answers casually. “Do you, Park?”

“Hell, no!” Parker answers, then grins. “In fact, coming off as we speak.”

Chris chuckles. “Now that is one very eager dude,” he says. “Right behind you, my man.”

The boys take their hands off of Emma for a second. She giggles as she watches them hurriedly stripping under the water, raising their hands with their trunks in them, tossing the said trunks into the air.

“No clothes here,” Chris informs the small audience. “I’m only wearing my birthday suit.”

“Same with me,” Parker joins. “Ready for inspection.”

“But I can’t really see anything in the water,” Emma says, pouting a little.

“Really now,” Chris says, almost to himself. He stops for a second, seemingly contemplating. When he starts again, he starts slowly. “Perhaps, perhaps there is a way to rectify that. You know, so we all can see each other in our birthday suits.”

Now Emma’s heart skips a beat. Actually, to be really precise, it skips a couple of beats. In fact, it still skips beats it becomes extremely irregular. Now Emma worries that she might have a heart attack. But it was hers, it was her doing. Why on earth that she demanded to be able to see the boys naked. She just bit what she couldn’t chew, did she now. Now she needs a way to get out of the situation, assuming that she really wants to get out of the said situation.

Parker senses her inhibitions, trying to find a way to salvage the situation. He comes from behind her and hugs her again, tightly. So tightly Emma can feel it. His arousal. His arousal against her cute little behind. It’s hard, and big, and foreign. Parker knows it, but he doesn’t shy away from it. Instead, he lets Emma quietly savor it, getting comfortable with it. “It’s okay, Em,” he says with a soothing voice. “In the end, it’s just us. You know us.”

Yes, Emma knows them. She turns her head to face Parker and slowly kisses him, savoring the feel of his mouth on hers and his heavy member against her bum. When they stop kissing, Parker’s gaze slides towards Chris. He’s been watching them, his expression unreadable. Emma smiles and spreads her arms towards him, reaching for him.

Chris smiles back and hurriedly comes closer to meet her. He kisses her, and she kisses him back. She feels him pull her close to him, and there, just like that, she feels it too. His arousal. She feels his arousal too. Just like she feels Parker’s. This time, though, she’s no longer abashed about it. She has a decision to make now, but somehow, it doesn’t seem to be so hard. Both boys have been her friends all of her life. Soon, in three months, they will part and who knows what the future holds. Emma knows now that she doesn’t want to give her first to some drunken guy at a frat party. Her first has to be beautiful, and memorable, and comfortable. One that she will cherish forever. One she can only achieve with her best friend, or in this matter, best friends.

So, when Parker guides her out of the water, she takes his hand. Chris takes her other hand and together they walk back towards the blanket. She giggles the whole time, she feels… light. Yes, she feels light, and free, and liberated. Parker lays her body gently on top of the blanket and situates his body on her side before propping his head on his elbow. Chris mirrors his movement on her other side. They then play with her n*****s.

“Now what?” Emma asks, with a smile, and a couple of giggles.

“Now we do it,” Chris answers with conviction.

Parker and Emma laugh this time. “How are we gonna do it, silly?” Emma asks. “There’s only one me and two you.”

“We probably should rock, paper, scissors it again,” Chris says. “Emma’s a virgin, we shouldn’t go overboard.”

“Oh, yes, please,” Emma says. “No experimenting necessary. Let’s stay with the basic.”

Now the boys laugh again. “No experimenting necessary,” Chris says, repeating her words, playfully mocking her but not with ill-intent. “You’re so cute.”

“She is, isn’t she?” Parker says, agreeing. “Our Em.”

“Our Em,” Chris repeats Parker’s words this time, whole heartedly. “She is, our Em. Our sweet Em. Now, Park, let’s rock, paper, scissors it.”

“No,” Parker says. He smiles at Emma, his smile’s warm, and somehow incredibly loving. “No rock, paper, scissors this time. You go first, Chris.”

“Wait,” Chris asks, confused. “But why?”

Parker wants to say because Emma loves Chris. It’s him that she loves. But he can’t bring himself to say that, after all, they’ve never talked about that. Even though they talked about plenty of things. Emma’s feelings towards Chris and Parker’s feelings towards Emma, those are not something they talk about. Parker only knows that if tonight is about Emma, then Chris should go first. Chris should be the one that takes her virginity, it’s only right. After all, he takes her first kiss. She will remember that forever, just like he will remember that forever.

Emma turns to face him. “Yeah, Park?” she asks, confused as well. “Why?”

“Chris is the pro, here,” Parker answers casually. “Besides, I got your first kiss, didn’t I? Can’t be greedy now.”

“Are you sure, dude?” Chris asks. When Parker nods, he then nods as well. “Okay, then,” he says, can’t hide his excitement. “Wow, I can’t believe we’re finally doing this. This is gonna be epic.”

Emma laughs. “Shut up and just kiss me, already,” she says.

Chris doesn’t have to be told twice. Slowly, he moves closer to her, kissing her mouth before slowly going down to her neck, then one of her n*****s. She moans. She sounds sexy. Chris stops his touches to Emma’s body and looks up to find Parker gazing at them. He grins his usual grin and asks, “Join us?”

Parker laughs. “Don’t mind if I do,” he says before his eyes meets hers. They smile. Emma reaches out to him, offering him her mouth. He takes it. His right hand holds Emma’s head in place while his other hand starts to squeeze her left n****e. Her other n****e is now being sucked by Chris. Emma gasps, and moans, and writhes. The boys don’t stop and Chris slowly continues going down. He positions himself between her tights. She doesn’t realize it at first, until somehow, Chris stops touching her. And soon, Parker too, stops.

It confuses Emma for a while, she doesn’t know what’s just transpired. But then she sees that both boys are now focusing on her still clothed feminine area. If she plans to lose her virginity that night, that one skimpy thing should probably go off by now. Emma hesitates for a second, should she feel embarrassed now? But both of her best friends are already naked, gloriously so. Emma tries to find the last shred of inhibitions left, but finds nothing. So, she smiles and nods to Chris, giving him permission to take her bikini bottom off.

Chris smiles back, and gently peels the tiny item off of her body. When she’s completely bare, both Chris and Parker stop what they were doing and just look at her, with clear admiration. “You’re beautiful, Em,” Parker says, rather breathlessly. “So beautiful.”

“Yes, Em,” Chris concurs. “I’m glad I’m here between your thighs now.”

Emma giggles. “You probably should start doing something, guys,” she says. “Otherwise, I’d die of embarrassment.”

“Oh, we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” Parker says before kissing her mouth again. His kiss is sooo intoxicating Emma lose herself in it. Until she feels it, Chris eating her out. Oh God! What is he doing down there? Emma writhes and Parker chuckles. “Relax, Em,” he says. “Just enjoy. It’s only us, remember?”

So, Emma starts to relax again, letting Parker kiss her mouth and Chris eat her down there while they both fondle her breasts. The feeling is so good until it builds up. Then it stops being good, it starts becoming freakin fantastic. So much so Emma screams, hard.

“Oh, God,” Emma says, out of breath. She was actually sweating even with the cool breeze. “What is that?”

“That, sweet Em, is what I assume as your first orgasm,” Parker answers plainly. “Have you ever experienced anything like that before?”

Emma shakes her head, blushing all over. “No,” she answers. “Oh, God, no.”

Chris chuckles. “Definitely your first orgasm, then. So glad I’m the first one that gives that to you. Tell me, pretty lady. Do you want more?”

Emma nods her head vigorously. “Oh, yes, definitely more.”

Now Parker and Chris laugh. “We should start doing this, then,” Chris suggests. “If you still want, that is.”

“I do,” Emma says, caressing Chris’s hair softly. She then remembers something. Something that the girls in school have been saying about doing it for the first time. “Will it hurt, though?” she asks, worried a little.

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