Yes to threesome
In the middle of Chris Klein’s living room, she approached me, slowly, with a face that said her curiosity had been piqued before. Our lips met, my hands running through her long red hair, and her fingers twirling my long blonde hair like a cute child. Something told me my expertise in this matter would be tested.
If anyone let noticed, they let us go, save the videocamera that was probably hidden somewhere. It was just a kiss, at first though, a softly supple kiss. Warm saliva mixing together, perhaps a tiny grope on the tit.
The kiss was merely the acceptance to the offer, a signal that there would be more to come later. When my roommate caught this as a signal, more party favors were spread out. Vacuums inhaled a ball within a blink.
“Thanks for having us, but we gotta go,” the redheaded devil girl announced. “I’m feelin’ really tired now that I did that line,” she giggled. “It’s been fun, but I’m out, so anyone coming with me is leaving now.”
There were three of us, the trustafarian and his girlfriend, the daughter of a doctor and a dentist. The red-headed Irish cowgirl was an intoxicating delight, freckles and tits. White skin that seemed to have been splotched with brown paint, and red pubs below.
Assuming that she was supposed to be the spoiled one, I was pleasantly surprised when I was laid back on the plush bed in the back room of our house. While she taunted my tits and sucked my lips, he ate my puss, diving like a professional. He couldn’t hold off for long, so when he stuck it in, I flipped her over to give her the pleasure I knew as a girl.
Spread those floppy little lips, and make that little clit pop at the top, getting it as fully erect as possible. Flickering the tongue like a snake, barely hit the top, light and fast. Only one hand is needed to spread the lips and keep ‘em taunt, so there should be another hand free, right?
Where did it go? Make her beg and want to know, but keep it hidden until the moment it right, until she forgot, being in too much ecstasy to even think to ask or do anything but merely moan. When her eyes are closed, pussy dripping wet, shove in the fingers, two being a good gage.
Watch the nails, as girls have fingernails that can hurt the inside of a tender twat. Now the challenge comes matching the motion of fingering while matching the motion of the guy fucking you from behind, doggy style. And make sure somebody is rubbing on the clit that’s being fucked, too, for there should always be double stimulation.
In and up, find that g-spot and make her eyes roll in the back of her head. Get going so good that she tries to climb up the wall. Don’t let her squirm away.
It may be hard to concentrate with a dick in ya, but try as hard as you can. Since blow’s involved, this could be a marathon event, so don’t try to do everything at once. If you’re feeling real generous, eat that ass.
The dick alternates, from hole to hole, mouth to muff, back again, side to side, one to another. A traditional 69 turns into a 666, like the planchette spinning on an Ouija board. The three heads are the three points of the triangle, each spinning and whirling in orgasmic motion that makes something happen.
In the case of an Oujia board, it breaks the veils between the worlds, and perhaps that what it does during sex, too. It’s really quite a spiritual enlightenment, the orgasm, as it makes you feel as if you very well may be floating to heaven. Who’s to say your not?
When it’s all said and done, however, things go back to normal. Things go on as they were before, and nothing is mentioned, until someone else brings up the topic. Then it comes time to decide whether to do it again.
Then what happens?
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