He was very handsome, enough so that my panties grew wet as I looked at him. I was curious to see how he was in bed but my mind kept telling me, over ...nd over again, that he was just a boy. I knew I could handle him but I wondered if he was like most boys, hit it and quit it without worrying about whether the girl got off too. As if he was reading my mind he added, "I would rock your world and have you begging for more."I looked over at him, my left hand moving under the bar to rest on his. We all ended up on the back seat where all three of us could get together, one on each side of me. I started to kiss one and I got really hot and passionate. His hand began to fondle my breasts which I was enjoying so I didn't take any notice as I felt a hand slip up my skirt. Instinctively I spread my legs and he slipped a finger under my pants and rubbed my pussy. It was then I realised I already had two hands on my breasts and the third hand in my pussy. I had let guys finger me before and. Just give me a moment." Of course"We kissed gently. I could feel my cock held firmly by her inexperienced vagina. Then very slowly, almost tentatively, she began to rock her hips as she began to ride my length. She kept letting out little gasps of pain, but then moans of pleasure too. Soon the moans came more readily than the gasps.She arched away from me and my willing hands again found her beautiful tits. I had kept still for as long as I could, but now nature was taking over and I began to. Pooja was wild on fire..and Raj was not to stop. Raj had now to declare, Pooja, I Love You. Pooja was so shy that she wrapped herself around Raj at this. It was like two bodies on fire of love. Raj wanted her naked now but she being shy kept avoiding coming to that state. Raj’s force took on her and he removed her blouse, bra and panty in that sequence, leaving her just in skirts.As if lust took over him, he smelled, licked Pooja’s panty like her lover as she tried covering her breasts with her.