Lena & Tori by jallen944 © Part 1 Charlies 65 Oldsmobile was big and luxurious. There was room in the front seat for a whole family and room for all their furniture in the back. Ethan hardly felt the bump when Charlie drove into the parking lot of the Playhouse, one of those new, upscale mens entertainment places. Right away, a smartly dressed valet rushed out to meet them. He trotted to Charlies side of the car. "Good evening, gentlemen," he said. Charlie started to explain why they didnt need to have their car parked, but a womans voice cut him off. "Thats my ride, Frank," she said. Frank turned to look at her, and she emerged into the glow of the headlights. So this was Lena. Ethans mouth fell open. He watched her walk toward the car in the glow of the headlights. This wasnt a girl they were picking up. This was a woman. "My God. Great idea to pick her up," Ethan said. "Thanks." Lena was tall and redheaded and had long legs encased in pale stockings that went up to her mid-thigh, held up by garter straps. She strutted confidently, smiling as she approached the car. She said something to Frank the valet, patted his cheek, and continued toward the car. Everything about her bounced as she walked. Her tiny, super-short pink skirt bounced, revealing glimpses of her tiny, frilly white panties and the garter belt. Her thick, big head of wavy, dark red hair bounced and swayed around her glowing face. Her plump, round breasts bounced, barely contained by the tight, tissue-paper thin cutoff tank top. She wore no bra beneath it, and her dark nipples were visible through it, as obvious as the sun on a cloudless day. Her face was childlike. She had lovely, large, brown eyes, a tiny nose, and full lips. The lower lip was heavier, more sensual than the upper lip. Her waist was narrow, her hips flared out beautifully, and her legs were long and strong. She looked like she had just stepped off the stairway from heaven. She came to Ethans side of the car and leaned in his open window. "Hi Charlie. Thanks for picking me up," she said. "No problem, Lena. This is Ethan," Charlie said. "Hi," she said. "Hi," Ethan said, and struggled to keep himself from looking down the front of her shirt. "Where do we go?" Charlie said. "Down by the Harrison docks," Lena said. "Ok. Get in." Lena lifted the handle on the passenger door and pulled it open. Ethan started to get out, but Lena put her hand on his shoulder. "Dont get out. Ill slide in between you two," she said. Ethan pressed himself into the seat to give her as much room as he could. Lena put her foot in the car, flipped the back of the tiny skirt up, revealing the back of her panties, plopped her soft ass in his lap, and closed the door. Ethan put his hands around her slender waist and felt her delicious warmth and softness. Charlie started the car and drove off. Lena squirmed her ass on Ethans lap and looked at him. "You have a hard on," she said. She pressed her soft cheeks on his erection. The stiff ridge of his penis found its way between her cheeks. "And a big one, too." She looked across at Charlie. "You didnt tell me this boy was hung." "Didnt I? Must have slipped my mind," Charlie said. "Im sure it did," Lena said, and slid off Ethans lap onto the seat between the two guys. "So who is this guy were going to see?" Ethan said. "Hes a deadhead I know from years ago. If I blow him, hell give me an ounce of hash," Lena said. "Hes not a cop, is he?" Ethan said. Lena laughed. "Benton? A cop? Thats good. Hes too wasted to be a cop." She laughed again and put her hand on Ethans thigh, feeling his erection. "Damn thats big. How come you never told me your friend was built like a truck?" she said to Charlie, while she looked into Ethans eyes. Charlie shrugged. "You never asked." "Of course not. Nice girls dont ask things like that." "Nice girls dont have to ask," Ethan said. Lena appeared to be scrutinizing him. "Youre not a virgin, are you?" she said. "No." "I didnt think so." She looked down at her hand on his thigh then back up at his eyes. "Are you gay?" "No," Ethan said. She leaned closer. "I didnt mean anything by that gay stuff. I just wanted to make sure before I, you know, tried anything." She squeezed his erection. "What would you have done if I was gay?" Lena shrugged. "Not much, I guess. Not much I can do. Ive tried to fix gay guys, but it never works. I hate it when guys go gay on me. Its such a waste of manhood. So when are you going to let me see this tool? Or are you gonna keep it a secret from me all night?" "Right here?" Ethan said. "Yes. Right here." Her fingers unfastened the button on his jeans. He straightened his legs to allow her to pull the zipper down. "How did you guys meet? I didnt think many high school guys dated strippers," he said. The zipper finally gave way and Lena reached into his jeans. Ethan sucked in his breath when her cold fingers wrapped around his shaft. "Oh my," she sighed. "Weve known each other for years. Lena was my sisters best friend from grade school," Charlie said. "Until she got married and moved to Tampa," Lena said. She pulled Ethans penis out of his pants like she was pulling a dangerous snake out of a bag. It came free and she gasped. "Oh my goodness." Her hand moved slowly up and down his shaft. "So what happened?" Ethan said. "When we were kids, Lena and my sister would hold me down and do all sorts of crap to me like rub mud in my face and make me eat bugs." "It was a lot of fun," Lena said, and grinned at Ethan. Charlie went on. "Then they started taking my clothes off and stuffing things down my underwear." "That was when it got good," Lena said. "That was when we both discovered I had an erection," Charlie said. "They had me tied down and pulled off my underwear and played with it until I came." "It shocked all of us," Lena said, shaking her head. "How old were you?" Ethan said. "Lisa and I were sixteen or seventeen. He was about thirteen." "Thirteen and a half," Charlie said. "Fine. Thirteen and a half." "What happened after that?" Ethan said. "We made him fuck us," Lena said. "Over and over." "That doesnt sound too rough," Ethan said. "It wasnt," they said together, and laughed. "And Lena and I have been doing it ever since," Charlie said. Lena sighed. "And it got better and better as he got bigger and bigger." She put her left hand in Charlies lap and stroked his thigh. "Two guys with hard-ons. Whats a girl supposed to do?" "I can think of something," Ethan said, and reached for her waist. "Dont get started with anything. Were here," Charlie said, turning the car down a gravel driveway. Ethan groaned, and released Lena. "Why couldnt you drive slower?" he said. "You guys could have got in the back seat," Charlie said. He shut off the car. "Now put your pants back on. I dont think this guyll give us anything if youre naked."