Tea Party

My first story of this sort. Constructive critizism is welcome!


"Hannah? Aren't you excited?"

Hannah snapped to attention. She'd been gazing out of the airplane window as they'd landed watching the other airplanes whiz by as they slowed into their terminal. Now she looked over at her best friends Shauna and Chris.

"Yeah, sorry. Little distracted, I still can't believe you guys talked me into getting on a plane,"

Shauna laughed and tossed her long auburn hair over her shoulder, "Well, you can't let a fear of heights keep you from having the best summer vacation ever,"

A crackly voice came over the intercom and announced that the plane would now be evacuating and to please remember all bags and belongings and to have your passports ready to show security. Shauna leapt to her feet and shouldered her backpack, looking impatiently at Hannah and Chris as they stood up slowly and gathered their things. Hannah giggled at Shauna's frustrated looks, Shauna always seemed to be in a hurry to get nowhere.
Chris handed Hannah her bag from the overhead racks and she thanked him profusely, she often found herself feeling a little jealous of Chris’s intimidating size as he was a good foot taller than her and Shauna.
“All right! England, here we come!,” Shauna shouted.
They made their way down the ramp, being jostled and shoved as the other passengers hurriedly made their way into the lobby of the airport. Hannah watched as Shauna and Chris teased each other playfully and wondered if maybe this was it, maybe this trip would make them realize just how much they’d liked each other.
Hannah’s mind raced and she stopped suddenly, horrified.
“Guys! Wait up!” She yelled as she dug through her bag, searching frantically for her passport. Her belongings spilled onto the floor as she pulled out the thin blue booklet and sighed in relief. Hannah quickly gathered her things back into her backpack and looked around.
Damn! Shauna and Chris were gone. Maybe they were waiting for her at the gate. Hannah hurried along, showing her necessary identifications at the security desks and found her trunk along the baggage caddy. No sign of Shauna or Chris anywhere…
Hannah walked around the airport for almost an hour before giving up and heading outside.
Still no sign of them. The weather was fair, cloudy and gray, but surprisingly warm. Looking around, Hannah fully took in her first glimpse of London. Trees and trash cans lined the streets and the sidewalks were packed with people.
Hannah sighed and started across the street to a pleasant looking café. Her stomach was grumbling, she hadn’t eaten breakfast in all the excitement and now she was paying for it. The door opened with a jingle and a redhead about 18-19, her own age, smiled at her from behind the counter.
“Afternoon. Can I ‘elp yew?” Her accent was thick and her eyes sparkled.
“Um, yeah…” Hannah stared up at the menu on the wall behind the cashier, “Can I get a turkey supreme and chips?”
“’Course, anything ta drink?”
“Coke? Or Pepsi, whichever you have. Um, do you take American money? I haven’t had time yet to switch currencies…”
The redhead laughed, “Yeah, no problem,”
Twenty minutes later, Hannah was finishing up her sandwich and chips, which had turned out to be French fries. She was flipping through her guide of England when she felt like she was being watched. Hannah looked up and nearly had a heart attack. She found herself staring into dazzling brown eyes of one the cutest boys she’d ever seen.
“’Ello! You lost? You look lost,” He grinned at her.
“J-Jesus, what the fuck?” She stammered.
The boy laughed and ruffled his dirty blond hair, “Sorry, wasn’t tryin’ to scare ya or nuffink. You just look lost,” He shifted a blue duffle bag from one hand to the other.
“As a matter of fact I am. Mind showing me to a hotel or inn or something?” Hannah asked hopefully.
“’Ey! Wanna come wif me? I’m goin’ to a tea party!” He was still grinning at her.
“Um, no,” His grin faltered.
“Oh, no. Don’t take it personally! It’s just, I’ve only gotten here just now and I have no idea who you are or where I am,”
His cute grin returned, “I’m Stuart. Stu fer short,”
“I’m Hannah,” She returned his smile.
“Awright! C’mon!” He hooked arms with her and started down the street.
“Whoa! Hang on! I can’t go with you, I still have no idea who you are and I need to find my friends,”
“Aww, s’alright love, I bet they’re at the party waitin’ for ya!,”
Hannah wanted to protest again, but saw that it was no use and just went along with him. Stuart led her down twisting alleyways and deserted streets until they came to a train station. He left her and walked up to the ticket window.
“Two lockers, please,” He said and exchanged a few coins for two dull keys on elastic bracelets and two heavy duty looking pad locks.
He hurried back and handed her a key and a lock. “C’mon, let’s lock up our stuff!”
Stuart stuffed his duffle bag into one of the scratched and dented lockers. Hannah hesitated, she was tired of carrying around her heavy trunk. She sighed and squeezed the trunk into her locker and closed the door, snapping the lock shut with a satisfying click.
“Kay, come on. It’s not too far from here!”
They locked arms again and started off. Hannah glanced over at Stuart as they walked. He was definitely cute. He had a thin face with a small round nose covered in freckles and his eyes seemed to be glossed over. Clad in baggy blue jeans and a loose fitting gray t-shirt. He looked up at her, causing her to blush. He just grinned at her, oblivious to the world.
“So, we’re going to a tea party?” She asked.
“Yeah! S’gonna be loads of fun,”
“Will there be tea and cookies?”
Stuart laughed at her question, “Yea. Sort of,”
They walked on in silence for a few more minutes before stopping in front of a rundown house. It looked like it had once been a magnificent home. Three stories with a sprawling lawn which was very unkempt and choked with weeds.
“We’re here!” He announced happily.
Hannah seemed uneased, but followed him up the front steps of a huge wraparound porch and waited as he knocked loudly on the door. Hannah could hear music coming from inside, a thick resounding beat that seemed to vibrate the entire house.
The door opened and a tough looking kid appeared in the doorway and held out his hand. Stuart dug through his pockets and handed to man a wad of bills. The kid counted out the money and gave a nod and gestured to Hannah.
“Sorry, love. I only got enough fer me,” Stuart gave her an apologetic look.
Hannah hesitated once more but pulled her wallet from her bag, “How much? I only have American money…”
The kid made a sickened face and said gruffly “Seventy five,”
“Seventy five dollars? Are you kidding me?” Hannah couldn’t believe someone would charge that much for entrance to a tea party, but handed over the money anyways. What other choice did she have? She didn’t even know how to get back to the train station to get her trunk.
They were motioned inside and stepped into the dark interior of the house. The music was much louder in here. Two girls stood in the darkened entrance hall with a basket of what looked like the little favor bags that were handed out at childrens’ parties.
“’Ave a nice time,” They smiled and handed Hannah and Stuart a bag each. Stuart happily tore into his pulling out a hand full of candy. He popped two of the little candies into his mouth and swallowed without chewing.
“Swallow ‘em quick love, tastes better that way,”
Hannah pulled out two out of her own bag and set them on her tongue. They were sweet at first, but turned bitter quick. She choked them down and coughed.
“What the fuck kind of candy is this?”
“Candy?” Stuart laughed, “S’the best kind,”
Hannah stashed the bag in her pocket.
“Stu, where are we?” Hannah broke down, the tears started pouring down her face. “I have to find my friends. I don’t know where we are, I don’t know what I just ate. What the hell is going on?”
Stuart pulled her into a hug, “Aww, love. I’m sorry, I jus’ wanted to help. You looked so lonely, I jus’ wanted to ‘ave fun wif you. I promise you’ll ‘ave a nice time. No more tears, please. C’mon, let’s go dance,”
Stuart pulled her into an open room and she gasped at the size. It was large enough to be the cafeteria at her old high school and was just as crowded. The room was poorly lit, a DJ had set up in the corner farthest from the door and the lights around his turntables and other equipment seemed to be the only lights.

The music emanating from the speakers around the room was infectious, the same thick beat poured from the speakers and made Hannah’s head bob in time. Her head felt fuzzy and light, and the feeling was starting to spread to the rest of her.
“Stu, was the candy we ate?”
Stuart leaned in close, “Not candy, love. Pills. The best kind. Don’ you feel lovely?”
Hannah had to admit, she did feel wonderful.
“C’mon. Let’s go find a room, the guy gave me a key,”
They stumbled out of the room and up two flights of stairs. Hannah was amazed at all the people, they were all covered in glow sticks, the colors blurring her vision as they hurried along. Hannah had lost all track of what was going on as she blissfully followed the young Brit around. Stuart finally found the room the key belonged to and they disappeared into it.
“It’s dark, Stu,” She whispered.
“I know, ‘ang on,”
There was a click and a small lamp in the corner illuminated the room just enough to make out a bed in the corner, a couch directly across and a mini-fridge next to the door. Stuart tossed his backpack onto the couch and collapsed on the bed. Hannah however, wandered around. She opened the door opposite the one they’d just come in.
Expecting a closet, she was surprised to find a full sized bathroom. Hannah flicked on the light and turned back to Stuart.
“I’ll be out in a sec,”
He nodded, his eyes closed and she shut the door. She let her backpack fall to the floor and zipped it open. Hannah rummaged around for clothes that wouldn’t make her feel so sweaty. A lilac camisole and shorts that would show off her smooth, creamy legs. She stared at herself in the mirror. Hannah always thought of herself as plain looking. Curly brown hair that fell to her shoulders and deep green eyes. Nothing special. But now, she suddenly felt just a little bit sexy.
Hannah twisted her hair up into a ponytail, and with her newfound confidence, applied a layer of smoky purple eye shadow to her lids. She felt so giddy. Shauna and Chris were long forgotten, she’d call them later. Hannah pulled the party bag from her sweatshirt pocket and discovered glow sticks inside. Delighted, she cracked them and hung one from her neck and fitted two around her wrist before stashing the bag in the pocket of her shorts.
She turned off the light and exited into the dimly lit bedroom. Stuart looked her way at the sound of the door being opened and had to suppress a gasp. Hannah looked wonderful.
“Well, what do you think?” She asked as she flopped down on the bed next to him.
“Wow, love. You look amazin’”
“Can we go dance now?”
Stuart nodded and they headed back down the stairs into the crowd of people. Hannah swayed in time to the music. Smiling at Stuart, she took his hands and beckoned him to dance with her. He laughed and joined in. When Hannah was too exhausted to dance anymore, she collapsed against a wall and Stuart went to find drinks.
She stood amongst the sea of people, still tapping her feet in time to the beat. Hannah closed her eyes and popped another pill from her pocket into her mouth, swallowing quickly this time. She’d barley gotten in down when someone pulled her into a heated kiss.
A tongue found it’s way into her mouth before she could protest. Not Bad, she thought to herself. Hannah opened her eyes and found herself face to face with a girl. Her eyes widened. She’d never dreamed of kissing another girl, but it was quite nice. Hannah relished the sweet, sugary taste of the other girls tongue against her own.
Hannah wrapped her arms around the girl’s waist and felt a hand on her backside. An annoying tingle made its way up her legs and rested in the junction between them. The girl broke the kiss and smiled at Hannah.
“You’re lovely,” She sighed and rested her head in the crook of Hannah’s shoulder.
“No, I’m Hannah,”
The girl laughed, “I’m Cammy. Can I stay here? Jus’ right here. You smell so nice,”
Hannah nodded and kissed her forehead. Stuart found them a few minutes later, carrying cups of apple juice.
“Sorry, s’all I could find,” He eyed Cammy.
“No, it’s good. This is Cammy, She wants to stay with me,”
Cammy smiled and accepted the juice Hannah offered her, “Can we go somewhere quiet?” She asked between sips.
Hannah nodded and made a pouty face at Stuart. He laughed and grabbed a girl in each arm as they climbed the stairs. Cammy slumped onto the couch as soon as they entered their room. Hannah took a seat next to her and Cammy kissed her again, making her smile into the kiss.
Stuart gaped at them as they pulled apart. Cammy gave him a naughty wink and he grinned at her. He picked Hannah up and tossed her playfully on the bed. Hannah gasped as Stuart pinned her down and captured her lips in a quick kiss.
“Stuart..”
“Hush, love. We’re gonna take good care of ya,”
Stuart sat up and pulled his shirt off. Cammy climber over to Hannah, bending over the bed, and pulled her camisole over her head revealing C cup breasts covered by a baby blue bra.
“So lovely,” She mumbled as she leaned down and showered Hannah’s breasts with light, feathery kisses. Stuart felt his cock harden in his pants and knew that he was in for one hell of a night. Hannah moaned as Cammy kissed and caressed her. Stuart reached around and unhooked her bra slipping it off and enjoying Cammy’s happy sighs as Hannah’s breasts were freed.
Hannah moaned as she felt a hand on her thigh, moving towards her junction. Stuart slipped her skirt off as Cammy sucked a cute pink nipple into her mouth, causing the girl beneath her to cry out in ecstasy. Stuart’s hand made its way further up her leg, rubbing her pussy through her panties.
“God, you’re so wet, love,”
Hannah shuddered at his touch. It all felt so wonderful. Cammy pushed aside his hand and slid Hannah’s panties down her legs, her eyes widening at the site of Hannah’s cute pussy. It was bare, save for the small patch of neatly trimmed hair just above it. Cammy ran her fingers up Hannah’s slit. It was smooth and slippery from her juices, Cammy just had to have a taste.
Her tongue slipped through Hannah’s folds and found her hardened little button.
“Nnnng…” Hannah’s whole body jerked at the contact.
Stuart pulled off his pants and boxers, his erection springing forth. Moving behind Cammy, he pulled her skirt and panties down. His hand found her entrance, she was soaked. Stuart positioned himself over her and slowly pushed in.
It was heaven, Cammy was so tight. He barely fit all the way in. Cammy moaned into Hannah, feeling her pussy being stretched, it felt so good. Hannah’s head was spinning, the tension was building in her stomach, a brand new feeling to her. Something amazing was about to happen, but she wasn’t sure what. She could feel Cammy’s tongue grind her special spot as Stuart thrust into from behind.
A few moments more and Hannah was pushed over the edge. Sent flying up to linger with the stars for a few brief seconds before crashing back to earth.
“O-oh my GOD,” Hannah gasped. Cammy lapped up the juices that spilled forth, they tasted so sweet, like nectar from flowers in the Garden of Eden.
Cammy raised her head and was met by Hannah kissing her fiercely, enjoying the taste of herself on Cammy’s lips. Hannah held her as she was met with her own earth-shattering orgasm that left her gasping in her lap.
Stuart pulled from Cammy, not having reached his own climax, he pushed Cammy aside to climb atop Hannah, thrusting in but stopping when he reached her barrier.
“You’re a virgin, love?” He asked.
Hannah nodded, still breathing heavily.
“I-I dunno if I can. I don’ wan’ it to be like this. You’re first time should be special, wif someone you love,” He’d feel so dirty taking such an innocent girl.
“But, I love you. S-so much. I love you both,” Hannah’s eyes were misted over with lust.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded and he pushed in a quick as he could, grimacing at her gasp of pain. Cammy silenced her with a kiss, rolling a hardened nipple in her fingers. Stuart gave her a minute before moving in a slow steady motion. Hannah felt like her pussy was on fire, but the pain ebbed, and gave way to a pleasure like no other.
Hannah was even tighter than Cammy had been. Stuart wanted Hannah to climax again, but it would be a close one. Hannah felt so good around him, he didn’t know how long he would last. Picking up pace, Stuart found that Hannah was meeting him, her hips connecting with his. Again and again until she cried out his name.
“S-Stuart! Fuuuck. Nnng…”
That was all the encouragement he needed, picking up speed until he felt himself lose it, he pulled out quickly, coming all over Cammy’s breasts instead. Hannah watched in awe as the white liquid squirted onto Cammy, as Stuart’s cock twitched from excitement.
Hannah leaned over and cleaned Cammy’s breast, enjoying the salty, musky taste of Stuart’s cum.
Exhausted, Stuart collapsed onto the bed next to Hannah. Cammy curled up, her head resting on Hannah’s stomach and the three of them drifted off to the sounds of the music still blaring on the floor below them. Before Hannah dozed off she whispered, “I love you. Both of you,”
Stuart and Cammy whispered back in unison, “We love you too,”

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I know it's says one-shot, but if I get enough reviews, I'll add more to it.