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Two
Girls, One Boy, Multiple Orgasms
Life has
taught me different. Like last week while my cock was pushing
inside Brenda and her lover Sandra did what she could to
encourage me. "Yeah, Rob. Fuck her. Fuck her pussy, you like
that?" she whispered in my ear. Not that I needed much
encouragement, but hey, nothing wrong with cheerleading.
Looking at Sandra in the blue light of my living room, her
teeth biting her bottom lip; her left hand on the small of my
back pushing me into her friend -- her right hand maneuvering
from her round breasts to her shaved pussy and clit. So either
threesomes are not just the realm of science fiction, or I'm
Han Solo with the luck of Peter North. When I was younger and
first living in Southern California, I had a threesome weekend
with two of my female friends from a Santa Monica coffee
house. I was 22, they were both 19. At the time, I figured it
was just that California lifestyle, and I wasn't going to
complain. The three of us spent the weekend in my apartment,
and something sexual was always going on during those three
days. I didn't tell anybody -- I'm not much of a braggart. It
was obvious I'd been well-fucked that weekend, and some
coworkers denoted as much, but I kept the details secret. But
I was told to recount my most recent experience -- Brenda and
Sandra want to read about it. I had moved back to Muncie,
Indiana after a few years in St. Louis and was enrolled in a
math class at Ball State -- a class I didn't want at all. I
think I'd rather fuck a cactus than pontificate about cosigns
and square-roots. But it was a class I needed for my degree --
so I took it with a mixture of hesitation and motivation to
work for my major. Brenda and Sandra sit side-by-side at the
desk behind me. We spoke often, and throughout the first two
weeks of class, I was the standby for smart-ass humor. Both
are very pretty. Brenda is 25, wavy brunette hair to her
shoulder with bright eyes, while Sandra was 30, with long
straight sandy-blonde hair. They were neighbors and longtime
friends who decided to take the course so they could work
toward their college degrees together. Sandra has an inch or
two on Brenda in height. Both are very busty. Breast size has
never been a major factor to me, but they are both at least D
cup for those who "must" know. And both -- like me -- are very
flirtatious. Everything is a sexual innuendo. Everything's
Freudian. With the first test approaching, they asked if the
three of us could study together. So I threw my dirty clothes
in a closet, lit some candles to freshen up the scent of
"single-guy apartment" and had the duo over for "math-talk."
Of course, we weren't getting much studying done -- we were
just talking about crazy experiences. Brenda was thumbing her
way through a book of old poems I had written when she
stumbled upon some erotica I'd also scribed with an
ex-girlfriend. "Wow, Sandra. You need to read this." I
laughed. I'm open about my sexuality, and wasn't ashamed of
it. Both of the girls read through the story "Autograph" and
looked at me in a different light. I sat back on my couch,
Brenda sat much closer to me -- and Sandra was sitting in
front of us. "You know she and I are more than just friends,
Rob?" Brenda asked. "Now I do," I laughed, the chemistry
between their eyes as visible as the growing bulge in my
jeans. "You've had a threesome before?" "Yes. It's been a
while." "Would you like another?" Brenda quizzed, leaning
toward me more. "That is completely up to you two," I
responded. The three of us spoke for 20 more minutes, joking
around, flirting. I extended my right leg so it was touching
Sandra's thigh, while Brenda's leg laid on mine. Half-joking,
half-serious, I wondered about the previously mentioned
threesome. "Um, you know, Sandra's still on the floor." "Yes
she is. Get up here," Brenda said to her friend. Brenda paused
in shyness -- so I decided to see if the two were really
aroused, or just having fun and being flirtatious. I kissed
Brenda on the lips for a moment, then leaned down and kissed
Sandra on her lips. Shortly after that, the three of us were
all on my couch, kissing and touching. Brenda and I kissed,
both of us sliding our hands into Sandra's shorts. "You're
wearing panties?" Brenda laughed. "You never wear panties."
"Just a fluke," Sandra snickered. Our fingers ran along her
thighs, and I pressed my thumb against her clit with my palm
on her pussy. She leaned down and bit softly into my shoulder
and neck. Sandra and I then attacked Brenda, kissing her lips,
neck, and massaging her body. "Okay," Brenda spoke up.
"Everyone has way too much clothing on still." I stood up in
front of the two. "I'll take off whatever anyone else takes
off," Sandra decided. Calmly, but without hesitation, I took
off my T-shirt. Sometimes I'm self-conscious about myself. I'm
in good -- but not great -- shape. But hell, if the challenge
is stripping, and two girls are participating -- I'll take the
dare. Brenda lost her shirt next, and Sandra took off hers. I
did the same with my jeans, and in moments the three of us
were much less clothed. Brenda and I returned to our touching
of Sandra -- we both kissed her lips, and then her breasts,
and again her lips and neck. Bras were pulled and pawed off,
and as I lowered my lips to Sandra's panties, Sandra's fingers
briskly moved against Brenda's clit and pussy. I pulled her
panties to the side and sucked hard on Sandra's clit and
pussy, looking up to the two lovers as they touched as kissed.
I love giving oral, and felt Sandra's body shake in intensity
with the sensations against her clit and from the kissing of
her nipples. "I want sex," Sandra squeaked, spreading her legs
more. I stood up and grabbed a condom from a ready-stash I
have in my living room -- Always Prepared, baby. :) I ran my
cock along Sandra's soaking pussy and began pushing slowly
inside as Brenda watched. Brenda continued to play with her
lover and with me, leaning over and kissing my mouth and chest
while Sandra and I fucked. We enjoyed missionary for about ten
minutes -- with either my or Brenda's hand constantly
manipulating Sandra's breasts or clit. She enjoyed an orgasm
while holding one of my hands and one of Brendas' -- then she
looked at us. "I want Lion style," Sandra said, referring to a
part of one of my erotica stories which used the term lion
style instead of doggy style. "And I want to taste you," she
said to Brenda. I pulled Sandra off the couch while Brenda
opened her legs in front of her lover. Again, I pushed into
her body's passion while Sandra moved from Brenda's breasts to
her clit and pussy -- pressing her face hard into her friend's
passion. I pressed forward as much as I could and ran my
tongue along Brenda's leg. I slammed harder into Sandra,
provoking a second much-louder, much more intense cumming
which my body felt through the protection. "Yeah, that feels
great. That feels fucking great," Sandra breathed. The warmth
and wetness of her pussy was gleaning against my waist in
moisture. Brenda's arms wrapped around her breasts momentarily
like she was trying to conserve heat -- it was the sign that
her climax was near and Sandra knew it, lapping deep into her
lover as I ran my fingers along Brenda's legs. She shook and
came, and I leaned down to kiss Sandra's lips, wet with
Brenda's flowing nectar. Brenda's body that had been so
constricted seconds before was now looking like a boxer who
had been knocked out on the ground, sweating, breathing hard,
with her limbs in various places around her. "Damn, girl. You
are wet," Sandra told Brenda. "I know. I so know," she
exhaled. I withdrew my still hard cock from Sandra. I'm not a
sex-god, but I also make sure to control my own orgasms. I
love feeling a woman climax -- and only after I know she is
well-satisfied will I think about my own desire to cum. It
takes a little control, but I think it is worth it in my life.
Realizing I was still able to go, Sandra pushed Brenda's legs
open to my waist and Brenda's hand traced the sweat from the
middle of my chest to my abdomen as I sank my erection into
her slowly, making sure she was physically and emotionally
receptive to the sex. I leaned over and kissed her as Brenda
moved to my left side and watched us while she rested on her
knees. My hands held onto Brenda's breasts -- pinching her
nipples, massaging the rising of her chest while I pushed into
her. "You're big," she said. "I'm average size," I grinned.
"I'm like seven or eight inches hard, pretty average." "You're
bigger than I'm used to -- and you're bigger than average."
The compliment pleased me, but wasn't sure how much validity
there was to it. But I slowed down as she tried to get used to
my size. We fucked each other for a while, not keeping track
of the time -- just enjoying the sensations. Brenda came twice
while we made love -- and Sandra showed her voyeuristic side
as she watched the two of us. She leaned over to me, her teeth
gnashing along my shoulder and neck. "You like that, huh, Rob?
Like fucking her nice, tight pussy?" I nodded my head in
agreement, enjoying the feeling of good sweat between the
three of us. "Yeah, Rob. Fuck her. Fuck her pussy, you like
that?" she whispered in my ear. "Feels amazing." I pushed back
against her and began fucking Brenda even harder, withdrawing
and pushing in as hard as I could and she exploded into
another climax -- surely disturbing my neighbors and probably
their neighbors to the far side as well. "Yeah," Sandra said.
"God, she is so wet. She's not usually this wet," she said of
her lover. I pulled my cock from her pussy and sat back onto
my floor, looking at the two lovers -- one sprawled on my
couch, the other looking at me as she leaned against my coffee
table. We'd enjoyed about an hour of sex and were all sweating
profusely. Brenda lowered herself to the floor, and the three
of us sat naked, me on one side, the two of the on the other.
My two legs were between their legs as we sat and joked around
and enjoyed the sensations. My penis took a break for a few
minutes as we spoke, but Sandra's hand soon took a hold of it,
and lightly pulled it back to erection. During the next hour,
the three of us enjoyed more sex -- at one point, Brenda and I
kissed long and hard while Sandra gave me head, while at
another, Brenda sucked on my cock while Sandra stood in back
of me and watched. Brenda turned around and I sank my cock
into her doggystyle. I pounded my entire body into her as she
screamed in (hopefully) pleasure. Again, Sandra encouraged the
activities on. Like earlier, she sat on her knees and used one
hand to finger herself while I felt her right hand on my ass,
pushing my body into her friend. "Fuck her. Fuck her harder."
I did, announcing I was about to cum -- and did just that --
feeling like my spine was being shot through my cock as I
exploded inside Brenda's pussy. I collapsed on top of her --
she and I looking at each other with an aura of ecstasy along
our bodies. "Enjoy?" I asked. "Yes ... hell yes," she
answered. "Yes indeed," Sandra added. "Good. So good," I
commented. The three of us will get together again -- and even
just one-on-one has been okayed by the two lovers. Brenda
wants me to visit her tonight -- and I don't see why not. And,
honestly, it's about time that math gave me something rather
than a headache. Two lovers for 30 years of math pain is not
too bad of an exchange.
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