Tyrone remained in awe at Maya’s statement. Even though ten minutes had passed and Dee was climbing into the car, the effects of Maya’s words still reverberated within his system. The curly-haired bestie grabbed attention with her pink midriff and blue shorts that exposed her smooth, caramel legs. When Maya drove off, Dee clutched Tyrone’s arm and hummed a close-mouthed laugh. Maya joined her as she stopped at a four-way, aiming to go straight across.
“Gonna fill me in on the joke?” Tyrone asked.
“From what I’ve heard, you ain’t no joke at all, my boy,” Dee said, then slapped Maya’s shoulder and sat back.
“What’d you tell her?”
“We’re on the verge of having a threesome, but you have an issue with me telling her what we did last night?” Maya asked.
“Nah, it’s just so much, so fast.”
“Don’t be embarrassed, love,” Dee said. “Sounds like you excelled in all a-ree-uhs.” The young ladies cackled, and Tyrone facepalmed.
They drove, making idle chat about the most random non-sexual topics under the sun, before halting, and Maya asked, “Dee, baby, you remember what I told you to do, right?”
“Mmhmm,” Dee responded. Her petite hand crept from behind and smoothed over Tyrone’s leg. He jumped at first but then settled and watched her rub it from the side, then his quad. The light grazing turned into a deep tissue massage, making Tyrone adjust in his seat. When he finished settling, her hand ran over his crotch and fondled his genitals.
“Oh shit.” Tyrone thought it couldn’t get any better until Maya’s hand joined Dee’s for a tandem effort on his clothed cock.
“Two hands at the same time.” Dee’s soft voice caressed his eardrums. “And later on, two slutty mouths and two hot, tight pussies.” They tugged at his waistband, so Tyrone took the hint and helped them lower it just below his balls. Dee tugged his cock while Maya rolled his balls gently with her fingers.
“Jesus.” Tyrone cupped his face with both hands. He couldn’t believe, just twenty-four hours prior, he had no dating prospects to speak of, and the closest encounters with sex in months were his weed-inspired masturbation sessions. From that to a tag team of hot princesses fondling his erection proved quite the turnaround.
“Do the thing,” Maya said.
Dee leaned forward, keeping her torso perfectly parallel to the vehicle’s inner ceiling, arched her tight rump skyward and dribbled a long string of saliva onto his glans. She giggled and lubed half of his cock, while Maya assisted with the ongoing handjob. Unbreakable like diamond at that point, Tyrone’s breathing became more audible, but the girls ceased their teasing soon after and resumed their original positions.
“Gotta leave something for later,” Maya said and then lightly punched Tyrone’s arm. He responded with an expression of incredulity toward them, and their faces measured from cold to neutral. Eventually, they broke and snickered at his plight.
“Aight, y’all got jokes. All this is funny.” He made a circular motion above his head as they continued snickering. Although eighteen years of age, he reminded himself that they were still goofy high school seniors.
“When we get to the motel, I’ll call Dad.”
“Now, why would you do that?” Tyrone recommenced his earlier incredulous stare.
“Hello, we’re gonna be fucking, which means it’ll take longer to ship you over to your mom’s.” Maya jutted her neck forward.
“You sure your dumb ass ready for school again?” Dee asked.
“Shut up.” Tyrone waved them off and sucked his teeth.
When they arrived at the motel, Tyrone felt like a character in a dusky crime drama where the meeting place for an underhanded deal was about to happen. Maybe a few films were recorded there, and if so, he wouldn’t have been too miffed.
