All Grown Up and On My Own (Closed for lovingfingers)

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Wine Tasting

I could hear the hesitation in both your voices as you tried to answer my simple little question. Your hand pressed against the inside of my thigh just above the knee and while you sifted through your mind of what to tell me, your fingers dug into my soft flesh which didn't help my already aroused state.

"Don't be shy now" I commanded. "I'm sure that, with the likes of the two of you, there must be some event that you both are proud of. Or maybe not? Because I'm sure neither of you were, how you say it, 'choir boys'"

You both threw some stories that were, in my mind, rather tame, so I needed to press further. What could I say, or do, that will make them reveal their most raucous behavior. I listened halfheartedly while thinking, and then it happened. My boss placed his hand right above my right knee. OH MY GOD! I can't believe he is doing this with Sean right on the other side of me. And his hand is on my other leg, slowly caressing the soft flesh of my inner thigh. Plus, I'm not wearing any panties! OH MY GOD!

My heart began to race and my mind was just a mishmash of all these random thoughts running through it when I heard both of them say in unison,

"Amanda!"

I don't know why, but when I looked at both their faces quickly, I could see the faraway look in both their eyes as they recalled Amanda. Something about the expression on their faces, made me not only quite curious, but extremely excited as well. With that, I subconsciously opened my legs even more. With both their huge hands touching me, and dangerously close to my bare pussy, I began to wonder if they will find out that each of them have their hands on my thighs.

I reached for my wine glass and asked,

"so tell me about this Amanda",

then placing the glass back on the table after taking a long sip. I stayed leaned forward to the table so that neither Sean nor Mr. Johnson could see each other's hands. Plus the fact that I was getting wet, was making it more difficult for me to stay still when all I wanted was to be touched in a more sexual way.

I knew that I should stop them. I knew that it was wrong to let them continue touching me. Maybe I should discreetly remove both their hands. I debated in my mind whether I should stop this but it also felt so good to have them both desiring me and at the same time, so I did nothing.

 

[lovingfingers]

I could feel your legs open a bit further and felt your thigh flex as I stroked your inner thigh and you asked more about Amanda. I paused for a second, as you leaned forward a bit, admiring the arch in your back. I raised an eyebrow at Kye, and noted that one of his hands was under the table again.

Ah... I settled back in my seat, moving my hand to the top of your thigh, as I started, "She was someone I was involved with, sort of.... Let me start at the beginning. I was walking one evening in the neighborhood when I noticed this couple having sex in their living room. The curtains were open and I could see easily them through the living room window. Thinking they couldn't see me, I walked up the drive for a better look. It turned out to be a woman in her 30's and not one, but two guys. I watched them for probably longer than I should, because she noticed me. I was about to run, when she beckoned me to come inside."

"Yeah, I know, something out of erotic fiction, but anyway. The front door opens and one of the guys, turned out to be her husband, invites me in. I accept and not long after am fucking her in marital bed. She cums and sort of passes out, guess it had been a long evening. Anyway, I leave my number, but doubt she will call. Turns out she did. She even came over to my place a couple times to play. She never stayed the night, always went home in a rush, so I never really knew where I stood with her.

A couple weeks later, I am at a club, telling Kye about her, and who should we see but the three of them having dinner."

 

[Rutting_Bull]

The faraway look in my eyes was far too telling as I reminisced about the night in question. My hand continued to explore Megan's smooth thigh as I day-dreamed about the time Sean and I shared a woman with her husband and another man. The chaotic sexual frenzy in my mind caused my cock to twitch against my (now very tight fitting) pants.

"Yesss .... Amanda" I quipped as I came back from the fantasy. "That was my first orgy" I say with a chuckle, before looking over at Megan to gauge her reaction. "Ahem ..." I cleared my throat before I elaborated. "We all went back to her house and explored our sexuality" I said with a grin as my hand slid a little farther up Megan's thigh. "It was a wonderful night really, that left us all rather satisfied .... How's the lamb Sean?" I asked as I tired to steer the subject away from the "cunnilary" towards the culinary.

 

[lovingfingers]

I half snorted, half chuckled. "Explored our sexuality," I imitated in a baritone, kidding Kye.

"Yeah, that's another way of putting it," I followed.

I released Megan's thigh and brought my hand to the knife on the table, my other taking the fork. As I cut into the lamb, I grinned and replied to Kye, who also didn't have both his hands visible, "Just trying it now. How's your meat?"

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Dinner with Sean and my boss

You had begun to relate the story about Amanda but it really wasn't telling me about any of the wild things the two of you did while growing up. I did listen intently to your story as it unfolded, but it seemed kind of far-fetched. Well, it did to me anyway.

I interrupted you briefly before you continued,

"so you mean to tell me you saw these people having sex in their house through their front window as you ran past? What made you look? And how does this have anything to do with the two of you?"

You held up a finger to quiet me, or beckoning me to wait until you were finished. In the meantime, your other hand had come to rest dangerously close to the top of my inner thigh. My skirt having been pushed higher when you slid your hand higher up my thigh. I knew that I was playing with fire as I sat there. First, I wasn't wearing panties anymore and both of you had your hands on my legs. Secondly, the story was getting a bit juicy. Our orders came and the waitress placed the plates in front of us and bid us 'bon apetit'. She didn't say anything else as it appeared to her that she was obviously interrupting something.

You went on about how you joined the threesome and then had sex with this woman you didn't even know, in front of strange men you didn't know. Having already been intimate with you, I felt myself get excited thinking about you with another woman. You would think I'd be jealous, but I wasn't. My thoughts quickly switched to the three unknown faces of the unknown men in the story taking turns having sex with me.

Then something brought me back from my daydream. It was my boss blurting out,
"Yesss .... Amanda".

A shiver rolled through my body and I stared at Mr. Johnson. I see the look of pure pleasure painted on his face. This Amanda must have been something I thought to myself.

"Wait!! Orgy?!?!"

Mr. Johnson continued on about some sexuality thing but I could only picture the site of Sean, Mr. Johnson and other men naked in a room with a woman in the middle. And that woman was me.

I was definitely becoming intrigued by this story but needed to have more details and get some loose ends tied up. I didn't even touch my dinner as I was so enthralled by the story. My boss, Kye, asked you about your lamb and you took your hand from my thigh to taste your dinner, and that's when Mr. Johnson's large black hand slid higher up my thigh, his long black fingers trailing back and forth against the soft inner flesh of my thigh. Oh my god! Is he going to touch me, THERE?

Sean chuckled and snorted and said something sarcastically to Mr. Johnson. Were you aware that he had his hand dangerously close to my bare pussy? What if he touched me and found out that I wasn't wearing any underwear?

I knew for sure that my pussy was wet. I could feel it. I could feel the fuzzy warmth, so strong between my legs.

"So, wait a minute! I'm confused. What exactly happened?? Do you mean to tell me her husband, this Amanda's husband, let other men, and that means you Sean, have sex with her? Right in front of him? I mean.....was she pretty? Was it good? How? What? ..." my voice trailing off.

I wanted to know the details. Only a few weeks ago I was this naive young woman, with a new job in a new town who just happened to become involved with her best friend's dad and now is not only having sex with him, but with different men as well. Strangers! In different places! And desiring more and more! What has become of you Megan Roberts?

 

[lovingfingers]

I looked over at Kye, "she wants details."

I set my fork down, and thought for a second, "First, yeah, her husband not only let us have sex with her, but encouraged it. He sat on the couch stroking himself while he watched."

"And yes, she was hot," I recalled, looking at you for a moment, "Actually, you remind me of her a little, sort of her much younger sister."

I smiled at you, resting my hand on your thigh again, "so definitely pretty!"

"And as for what, when, and how, not to be too graphic, but I think at the peak of the evening, she was riding me with her pussy, Kye was in her ass, and her husband was in her mouth."

I grinned at your expression, "Her expression was priceless. I thought her climaxes were going to kill her. Before and after, it was one or two at a time, while the others watched."

I looked over at Kye, "Help me out big guy. What am I forgetting?"

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Dinner with Sean and my boss

I wasn't sure if I should be flattered that I reminded you of this Amanda. I mean, she sounded like a total slut! A whore who let these men have sex with her. In front of her husband!

But I must admit the story was intriguing, and making me horny as well. I began to wonder if I could do something like that. My mind began to drift again of the scene where I was in the middle of the room, an empty room except this time I was on a large round bed covered with white sheets, and all these men, completely naked men, were all lined up waiting to have their turn with me. You was there. And so was Mr. Johnson. My ex-boyfriend Brad was there as well. The bartender from your club. The waiters from the club too were there. I saw myself lying naked on this huge bed, my legs spread open, my hands tied to the bedposts.

I slowly returned from my fantasy to see you smiling at me while I blankly gazed back into your eyes, my mouth partly open. I felt my boss' fingers pressing into the soft flesh of my thigh beneath the table. I then turned to await Mr. Johnson's response to your plea for help.

 

[Rutting_Bull]

Feeling a little tipsy, I came back from the recollection as Sean asked me how the meat was. Having not tried it yet, I pulled my hand reluctantly from it's silky smooth rest, and brought it up to the table to grab my knife. I cut off a bite of the steak and slipped it between my lips. The steak had a real melt-in-your-mouth feel, and I let out a contented sigh. "Excellent, the meat is excellent buddy" I said after swallowing the bite.

I took a few more bites before casually slipping my hand back under the table, this time perilously close to Megan's crotch. I grinned at her, then back at Sean as we recounted the night in question. "It went just like that actually, I don't think you're forgetting much or leaving too much out. She was blindfolded at one point while we all fucked her senseless." The talk was clearly arousing Megan (I'm sure it was having the same effect Sean, as it was on me as well). I took a sip of scotch and licked my lips as I gently traced my finger along the top of Megan's thigh (it was probably the scotch that emboldened me to fondle my best friend's girl in front of him in the first place). Then it happened, as my finger wandered from inner thigh to ... pussy. I gulped audibly as I realized young miss Roberts wasn't wearing panties. my finger traced her labia, teasing her puffy lips as we conversed over our meal. "God I'm such a bad boy" I thought to myself as I fondled my co-worker beside her lover and my best friend.

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Dinner with Sean and my boss

It felt like I missed a lot of the story when Mr. Johnson confirmed what you had related. Mr. Johnson was already in mid-sentence and I caught the word blindfolded hanging in the air as he went on. OMG! His hand is so close to my pussy! Megan, do something before he notices! I was frozen in my own mind as I was focused on my boss' finger creeping dangerously close to my bare pussy. Did I want him to touch me? Was I afraid of what you might say if you caught me? Caught him? If I didn't do something quickly, his finger would be touching me.

OOPS! Too late! Mr. Johnson's thick black finger had brushed against my swollen pussy lip. I heard him gulp rather loudly at his discovery and I dropped my fork onto my plate, aborting my first attempt at trying to eat. I couldn't believe he was actually touching me. His thick black digit tracing up and down my lip. I knew that I had to act fast or his finger would soon be slipping in between my lips. My heart was pounding in my chest. It felt like it was going to burst right through.

I squeezed my thighs tight against Mr. Johnson's black hand and gazed at you in disbelief. I'm sure you had no idea what that look was about but I then spoke out,

"excuse me, but I need to go use the little girl's room."

Trying to act calm, I smiled at you and then at Mr. Johnson before releasing his hand from the clinch of my thighs. I waited for you to move so that I could get out, but you lingered a bit longer, making me a bit more uncomfortable. If I didn't get away to gather my thoughts, I don't know what I would do if this continued.

As I waited to leave, my mind began to answer all those questions in my head. Yes, I did want him to touch me. Hell, I wanted both of them to touch me! Wanted both of them to fuck me! Why did I have this constant urge to have my pussy filled with cock? It wasn't only yours, but the masseur, and now my boss? I knew it was only sexual with them. I knew I was emotionally attracted to you, as well as sexually. I loved what you have taught me. Loved what you have brought out of me; how you released this sexual energy that I didn't even know I had.

 

[lovingfingers]

I glanced up at Megan when I heard her fork drop onto her plate. I was about to kid you about it when I saw you looking at me wide eyed. I raised my eyebrows questioningly, when I noticed you shift suddenly and Kye's hand was beneath the table. Ahhh...

You asked to be excused and made a point of smiling at me and then Kye. You were covering, and it was an odd sensation to me for you to not be covering something We were doing. But then I recovered my wits and slid from the booth. I reached out, took your hand and helped you slid along the seat and out. The hem of your dress was up very high, but slid back down as you stood. You gave me a quick kiss, enough that I could detect slight perspiration on your skin, and then walked towards the bathroom.

I sat down again, looking over at my friend, a variety of thoughts running through my mind. Kye had always been a man of action, so to speak, and a lady's man, so I could hardly blame him. Megan was a gorgeous young woman. And if not him, I am sure other guys would, or probably already have, made advances. We did have something between us beyond the physical, but it was unspoken. I had felt the energy in your skin as you had kissed me, the crackle you had when you were aroused. It was a thing of beauty, and I adored seeing it in you. You were a Goddess awakening, and I wanted to give you every experience.

I met Kye's eyes, regarding me curiously, and ventured, "She seems quite intrigued by Amanda. Lightning can strike the same place twice..."

 

[Rutting_Bull]

Megan's sudden departure brought me back to my senses. I stood as she left, then smiled over at Sean as he spoke of the lightning strikes. "I don't know what came over me buddy" I said as we settled back into our meals. "I've been literally ..." I nervously glanced over at you, wondering how you would take this. Since you'd just mentioned the other threesome, I felt we were on the same wavelength. "I've been literally fantasizing about your girlfriend Megan since she started working at the office. And seeing her here now, I don't know what I was thinking Sean. I was stroking her leg" again checking your reaction, "and when my hand got to where there should have been cloth, well, you know what they say ... absence makes the heart grow fonder." I grinned broadly as you caught my drift.

"I just fear now that I may have not only fucked up my chance at a lightning strike, but also a working relationship with one of my employees." I glanced nervously over at you, "and not to mention, I'm feeling my best friend's girl up right in front of him like I have no shame ..." I sat back in my chair, the music over the intercomm a dull drone of Tove Lo's "habits". I grinned slightly as she reminisced about "going to sex clubs, and watching freaky people getting it on." I pictured myself at the sex club as well, not there with the Swedish singer, but as one of the "freaky people" on display.

"I'm sorry Sean, I shouldn't have done that. But you know me, I'm insatiable ... It's in my nature"

 

[lovingfingers]

I looked at my friend, surprised at his apology, then I smiled at him, "you animal," and chuckled. The mood immediately lightened. I took a good gulp of my drink, and sighed, "wish I had an hour to tell you about her."

I paused and a whole series of thoughts came tumbling out, "I can't blame you. She is one of the most incredible women I have ever met, gorgeous, sweet, delicious in bed, willing to try anything, just amazing. I love every minute with her, but don't really know her."

"We've only been seeing each other for a few weeks. I've got feelings for her and think she might for me, but I don't know. She might be seeing other guys. Who knows?"

I paused for a drink, "I don't know what the future holds, so am just trying to make the time I have with her special. She trusts me, and when she experiences something new, its like watching a Goddess rise from the sea. I can give her those things. I want to give her those things."

"Which brings us back to lightning. I have an idea. After dinner, we leave separately. Come over to my place in a half hour. Wait for me to flash the porch light, then come in quietly. Alright?"

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Dinner with Sean and my boss

I began to walk to the ladies room when I passed the young man from the wine tasting that you were talking to. He stopped me and said, "what are you doing with those old guys? Wouldn't you rather be with someone younger, like me?". Before I could say anything, he said, "that's okay, but when you get tired of him, give me a ring" and proceeded to slip his business card in my hand and walked away. If only he knew how aroused I was, if you weren't there, I might have just brought him along to the bathroom with me.

I couldn't believe how my mind has been filled with all these naughty thoughts and scenarios. Why was I thinking about sex so much? I stepped into the ladies room and sensed that it was empty. I went into the stall and sat, lifting my skirt to my waist. I looked down and imagined my boss' big black finger touching my bare pussy lips. Running up and down lightly, seeing the surprised expression on his face when he found out I wasn't wearing any panties. Thank goodness I reacted and got up when I did or he would've been fingering me right there in the restaurant. Who knows? In the state I was in, I would have orgasmed so hard at the table, everyone in the restaurant would've noticed.

As my mind was pre-occupied with what was happening in my life at the moment, my own hand had slid between my legs and I was running my fingertip up and down between my pouty lips. The warm, silky wetness clung to my fingertip as I ran it up to my clit and back down. I shivered when I brushed my clit but then someone entering the bathroom startled me and I quickly pulled my hand back.

What was I going to do? All this talk about them having sex with this Amanda was getting me so excited. I was imagining me in her position and I was becoming intrigued with the possibilities but I didn't know how to bring it up with you. What you might think of me if I asked? I mean, I am your daughter's best friend growing up. You, her dad, would you think that I was a slut for even asking? That guy was right. You were older, but I was falling for you hard. I know I had that crush on you when I was a little girl, but now, I am grown and we are having sex. Great sex! And I can't seem to get enough!

I had to think of a way to bring up the subject of having sex with you and another guy. What about my boss? I mean he just touched my bare, wet pussy. What will this mean for us at work? Can we keep it professional? Or will it be uncomfortable? There was no denying that I desired him, he was a good looking man. But what about you? He is your best friend. But then again, it seems like you have shared more than just some crazy antics. Maybe I should find out more about this Amanda? I'll have to deal with my boss another time. But what if he begins to touch me again when I sit back down? Maybe I should just tell Sean to take me home so that he can fuck me silly?

I stood and freshened myself up at the mirror. The woman mouthed hello to me and then left. I looked at the business card, "John Templeton, Commercial Real Estate", interesting. I slipped the card in my tiny bag next to my panties and walked back to the table.

"So, have you two been talking about little ole me?" I asked as I waited for you to stand.

 

[lovingfingers]

I felt your approach a moment before you came into view. Noticing several guys looking the same way was obvious, but it was more than that. Sensations and feelings, desire, warmth, excitement, all heightened in anticipation of you. The reality of seeing you made all of them seem pale, like taking the first mouthful of a wine one has only swirled in a glass to smell, or the rising of the sun after a rosey pre-dawn glow.

I wondered if you sensed what I felt, if you knew I was falling for you, how I would do anything for you...

The smile I always had around you beamed as you stepped to the table and asked if we had been talking about you. I slid from the booth, "Ears burning Beautiful?"

I watched as you smiled and sat down, then slid your way into the booth. Your skirt rode high, which only broadened my smile. I settled back into my seat, suddenly wishing we were home.

 

[Rutting_Bull]

"Sounds like a plan to me fella" I said in my low baritone a moment before Megan arrived at the table. I grinned up at her as she asked if she was the subject of our conversation. "I think you're probably the subject of a few conversations around here, what with all the red meat and booze flowing."

I chuckled as I restrained myself from placing my hand on her leg again as she settled between us in the booth. I placed my napkin on top of my plate instead, signifying to the server that I was finished with the steak. "Can I interest you in any coffee or dessert?" She asked as she took the dish. "No, thank you" I replied warmly (I had dessert of a different variety planned) "Just the bill please."

"Together or separate?" She asked in her cute sing-song voice. "Together, definitely together." I could see Sean was about to protest, but I wasn't going to budge. "C'mon Sean ... my treat. You guys were kind enough to invite me out, it's the least I can do." Grinning at the two of you, I can't help but imagine the kind of shenanigans we are about to get up to.

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Afternoon - Dinner with Sean and my boss

When I slid back into the booth this time, I didn't bother to smooth out my skirt, letting it lay where it rose up to. I guess I was anticipating both of my sexy gentlemen to go right back to touching me. You can imagine how disappointed I became when my boss decided to get the check and treat us, signifying the end of dinner. I guess that would mean you and I would go back to your place and get naked!

I squeezed my thighs tight at the thought of us engaging in all sorts of sexual positions, trying to pleasure each to new heights. MMMMMMMmmmm! God, what you do to me!

You two argued about the payment of the bill, and while you did that I pulled out my lip gloss and started to apply it at the table. I didn't notice at first, but after a few seconds of application, I noticed you both had grown quiet and were staring quite noticeably at my lips. "What?" I asked, glancing at you both, turning my head to and fro, knowing exactly what both of you were thinking at that exact moment. "Never saw a girl put lipstick on before?" I was beginning to like the attention of you both and I think I was getting the hang of teasing and I was loving it.

 

[lovingfingers]

Your lips were wet with gloss, that sort of shiny wet that I had seen after they had been sucking my cock. My member swelled at the sight, and memory, and anticipation of what was to come shortly. I grinned broadly at your lipstick question. You were teasing, very effectively, and enjoying it. I didn't have to look Kye's way. I knew he was taking it all in and enjoying this as much as I was.

"Yes," I answered, "We've just never seen you do it before."

"If you ever get tired of working for the big guy here, you might try modeling," I continued.

I looked at Kye, "can't you see her in a Covergirl commercial? Applying lipstick and blowing the camera a big kiss?"

To growing laughter from you both, I looked back at you, "Come on baby, blow us both a kiss. Let's see it, let's see it."

I cajoled you until you blew us each a kiss, the nearest tables looking curiously at the laughter and commotion at our table. After we briefly applauded you and your lips, I suggested we depart, before they threw us out.

We walked outside. Night was falling and the air was cool. It must have been that cool, or you had enjoyed your teasing as much as we had, because I could see your nipples softly tenting your blouse. Mmmmm, I had to get you home!

We waved goodbye to Kye and walked to the car, your arm in mine. I opened your door and watched you get in. Your skirt rode higher than usual, and I paused before closing the door. You looked up at me with a "what? You've never seen a girl get in a car before?" look, and then smile. I exhaled slowly, drinking you in, letting you know how much I desired you.

I closed the door and moved quickly to mine, sliding into the car. I leaned over towards you, saying that I could not wait any longer to taste your beautiful lips. You obliged me with a soft slow kiss, just the tips of our lips touching. A more impassioned kiss followed, my tongue venturing to taste your lip gloss. You smiled as the kiss ended, pulling back slightly, letting me know I would have to take you home to enjoy more.

I laughed and started the car. I pulled out of the parking place and made my way to the street. I revved the engine as we entered the road, to your amusement. It was not a long drive. I few minutes later, we were parked and walking hand in hand to my front door. I opened the door and watched you pass in. After I had shut it, I took a step towards you, but you set your hand on my chest and told me you had a surprise for me. I watched as you started up the stairs, saying I should wait ten minutes, then come up. "Happily," I replied as I watched you sashay up the stairs.

Inwardly, I thought, "perfect!" I turned on the porch light as the sign to Kye, and then recalled where I had placed the blindfold. I was near to shaking in anticipation.

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday Evening - Sean's place

I felt kind of silly blowing both of you a kiss, but we were all very playful and just having fun. So I made believe I was in a studio and looking straight into the camera and gave my best sexiest kissing look. "Do you really think I could be a model?"

It was so nice to finally get outside and get some fresh air although it was a bit chilly. The cool air felt good against my flushed skin as I was still aroused, knowing that you and I were going to spend the night together at last.

You were so gentlemanly as you opened the car door for me and as I sat I saw you staring at my hiked up skirt. I gave you a look that said, "that's right, I'm not wearing any panties."

When you got in the car, you immediately leaned over and we kissed. It was soft and sensual at first. Slow, gentle kiss that slowly developed into a very heated and passionate kiss. I placed my fingers on your cheek and caressed your jawline as we kissed. Your tongue began to tease my lips and I needed to stop you right then and there otherwise we would have been having sex right there in front of the restaurant.

Thank goodness it wasn't a long drive to your house as I was looking to spending every available moment with you tonight. When you pulled up to your house I grabbed my overnight bag from the back and we walked in. When you closed the door behind you I turned. You approached me and I stop your progress by placing my hand on your chest. "Not so fast buster. Remember, I have a surprise for you."

With that I turned back around and walked up the stairs slowly, wanting you to get a good look up my skirt. I smiled as I reached the top and said, "give me 10 minutes, okay?" I walked into your bedroom and put my bag on the bed. Opening it, I took out my makeup and my package still wrapped in it's little box. I walked into the bathroom and slipped off my ankle boots, skirt and top. Standing completely naked in your bathroom, I freshened up and couldn't help but reach down and rub my clit just a little and to see how wet I was.

I reached for the box and opened it. I took the black g-string laying on top and slipped it on. Then, I pulled out [URL="https://li0.rightinthebox.com/images/640x640/201904/llkpsr1554186301514.jpg?fmt=webp&v=1"]the babydoll[/URL] and pulled it on. Fixing how it laid on me and then fixing my hair, I was ready for a night of passion. All this talk of Amanda and You and Mr. Johnson touching me has made me so horny. I began to to wonder what it would be like to have a threesome with you and my boss. I knew what to expect from you, but what about Mr. Johnson? Was it true what they say about black men? Are they really hung like horses?

I stepped out of the bathroom and into your bedroom, climbing onto the huge bed and propped myself against your pillows, laying my left arm over my head and drawing my right leg up, bending it at the knee as I waited for your arrival.

 

[lovingfingers]

I had checked my watch a dozen times, and finally my ten minutes were up. I was about to head upstairs, when the front door opened and Kye walked in. I leaned over and whispered to him that he should wait in the hall until I opened the bedroom door, then come in and keep quiet. He gave me the thumbs up and I walked upstairs.

I turned down the hallway and walked into the bedroom. I stopped short as I entered the room and saw you on the bed. My expression was one of desire, lust, affection, and love, mingle and running through me. I completely forgot about Kye, and the only words I could get out were, "beautiful, simply gorgeous."

I stepped towards the bed, slowly unbuttoning my shirt, our eyes never leaving each others. As I slipped my shirt off, I sat down on the bed next to you. We simply looked at each other for a time, our hands gently touching.

I knew that if I allowed myself one kiss, I would completely loose control. I ran a finger up your arm and caressed your throat. "Do you trust me?" I asked softly.

When you affirmed that you did, I leaned over and gave you a quick soft kiss. I then moved from the bed and opened the nightstand. I pulled out the blindfold and and settled on the bed again. You leaned forward and I slipped it over your eyes and tied it in back. Then you leaned back on the pillow again and I whispered in your ear, "I want you to let your imagination go wild."

With that, I got off the bed. I went to the nightstand again, and pulled out a few things. I set them on the corner of the bed and walked to the bedroom door. I opened it loudly enough for you to hear. Kye was standing there. I waved him into the room and gestured towards a chair by the bed. He walked there, audibly, and sat down. I walked to the other side of the bed, so as not to obstruct his view. We could see you smiling, as though amused by my efforts to give the impression of more than one person in the room, and then a little confusion as to the various sounds you heard.

I sat on the side of the bed, with my bare hand, I reached over to you and touched your shoulder, tracing again the line of your throat and caressing the side of your face. My other hand lightly moved over your thigh, sliding up to the edge of your lingerie and then back down. I traced the outer edges of straps of your baby doll, dipping down into your cleavage, and then back up. I concluded with a kiss on your shoulder, then got up.

I went to the end of the bed and quickly slipped on some soft, tight leather gloves. I sat on the end of the bed, and began to stroke your feet. You giggled softly, thinking you had me figured out I guessed. But from the hardness of your nipples, I also guessed you were enjoying the fantasy too. I glanced over at Kye. He was grinning broadly, anticipating his "turn."

My strokes moved to your calves, so silky smooth and toned. Up and down, slow strokes, higher and higher, until I was teasing your inner thighs. You gave a soft moan as I parted your legs a bit, again caressing you just up to your baby doll. I was breathing harder now, seeing the moisture on your panties, knowing what awaited. And then I backed off, sliding back down, giving your knee and then foot a kiss and getting off the bed.

I didn't have to look at Kye, He got up slowly and sat down on his side of the bed.

 

[Rutting_Bull]

The drive over to Sean's house was a blur. "Is this actually happening?" I thought as I sped towards the house. "Again?" I chuckled to myself as I pulled into the driveway.

I debated whether to knock, then remembered that Sean asked me to come in quietly. I entered the house and Sean whispered to enter the bedroom when the door opened. I gave a thumbs up to keep quiet and quietly followed him upstairs.

The ten minutes that followed were seemingly endless. My mind was racing, and my cock was quickly stiffening at the thought of what was to come. I was about to reach down to adjust the growing bulge when the door swung open. I quietly followed Sean inside, and grinned ear to ear as I saw my young co-worker blindfolded and dressed in such sexy attire. I moved to sit on the chair in the room while I watched Sean begin to worship Megan with his deft hands. I couldn't help but fondle myself as the unbelievably sexy scene unfolded.

As Sean got off the bed, I was already standing. I moved to sit on the opposite side and reached out slowly, my large black hand coming to rest on Megan's knee. I gently stroked the smooth skin of her leg, feeling little goosebumps raise under my palm. I stroked slowly up and down, getting closer and closer to her visible g-string under the sheer baby doll. I let my hand run laterally to her outer thigh. Lingering there for a moment, massaging the taut young flesh. Then up to tease a nipple through the thin material, before reaching up to caress her cheek. My large black thumb teasing her gorgeous pouty lips, flashing back to the lipstick display in the restaurant. My cock throbbed, steel-hard in my pants.

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday night - Sean's bedroom

I kicked off my bag that was still sitting on the bed and returned to my previous position when you pushed the door open. I gazed lovingly into your eyes as you stepped into the room. The look on your face was all I needed to know that you approved of my outfit.

I watched as you unbuttoned and then slipped off your shirt, seeing your bare chest that I will never get tired of seeing. You sat next to me and slid your fingertip along my arm and up to my throat. I really didn't know how much more my body could take with all the teasing it received today between you and my boss running your hands up and down my thighs. You then asked if I could trust you and at first i was a little surprised at the question, but then answered,

"of course I trust you Sean. I'm lying here in your bedroom in this sheer negligee waiting to be ravished by you silly. Why do you ask such a question?"

You stood up without answering and opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out the blindfold. I was getting nervous but quickly calmed down when I saw he blindfold. Oh my god! Was he worried about that? I gazed back with reassuring eyes and leaned forward so you could place the blindfold on me. I leaned back onto the pillows and you leaned over me and whispered in my ear requesting that I let my imagination run wild. How could I not with all this talk about Amanda today, all the touching by you and Mr. Johnson, the looks I was getting from the other men at the restaurant, and now being blindfolded. How could it not run wild?

I immediately could tell that my other senses were sharper as I lay there blindfolded. You pulled away from me and I could hear you doing things, walking around the room, making deliberate noises to make it like something more was going on.

"You little devil you!" I whispered as i knew what you were up to. My heart was racing so fast and I was getting so aroused but you haven't really done anything yet. I smiled as I waited for you to answer but you continued on, trying to make it feel like there was another in the room with us, even going so far as to open the bedroom door and walk around to one side of the bed, and then the other. Perhaps you had a toy like a dildo or vibrator or something else that I couldn't even imagine stashed away in that drawer.

"How did you know I was considering asking you about a threesome?" I asked softly, trying to play along. Your silence was deafening but I could sense you walking around and when you sat on the bed I nearly jumped out of my skin I was getting so horny. The placement of your hand on my shoulder caused me to arch my back s my body was very sensitive. I licked my dry lips as I lay there, unsure of what I should do. I'm surprised he didn't tied my hands up I thought to myself as my arms just laid at my sides.

Your hand began to glide over my throat before turning upward to my cheek and jawline. Then, as if to mimic another person's hand, your left hand began to caress my thigh, slowly sliding up and down, your fingertips brushing lightly along my inner thigh. Mmmmmm, he knows how much I love to be teased I thought. As your hand slid higher I parted my legs a little more, inviting you. You rubbed the back of your right hand along my cheek before your fingers traced along the strap and then descending down along the tops of my breasts, outlining the cut of my babydoll. You stopped suddenly and kissed my shoulder and walked around the bed.

God, he knew what he was doing alright. When your hands massaged my feet, they felt different. Was this to distinguish him apart from the "other"person"? Whatever it was, I was playing along pretending it was someone else and the only other person I could think of at that moment was my boss, Mr. Johnson.

My mouth and lips were so dry now and my pussy was tingling from all the teasing, now and from this afternoon. "Ohhhhh god yessss" i whimpered as your hands rubbed my calves, going higher and higher with each stroke upward. To play along, I blurted out, "you should let Sean massage my other leg". Your hands were getting closer and closer to my now wet pussy as I anticipated your touch with every stroke higher. I licked my lips and whispered, "please".

Just as your fingers were about to brush against my pussy lips, you drew them back down and then off, leaving me in a desperate state. "Oh god please! Sean? You? Whoever you are? Ugghhhhhhhh Touch me. I can't take much more of this." I wanted to just rip the blindfold off and jump you but knew you had more in store and I wanted to make you happy more than anything.

I felt you get off the bed and walk around. My heart racing, my clit throbbing. How much more could I possibly take today? But then the, who I thought was the imaginary Mr. Johnson, placed his large black hand on my knee and at first I didn't notice the disparity in hand size being how aroused I was and that I only had one thing on my mind and that was to get some sort of relief. My boss' hand slid higher and higher along the inside of my thigh and with his hand drawing closer I would arch my hips up and try to get your hand to touch my pussy. My breathing getting shallower as his fingers got nearer. My fingers gripped the sheet as I arched up, only to fall back to he bed as the imaginary Mr. Johnson pulled his hand back.

His hand then glided over my stomach and let his rigid fingers rub over my hardened nipple before they caressed my throat. I then felt the caress of his hand on my cheek and the thickness of his thumb lay upon my lower lip, pulling it gently down as I tried to lick it with the tip of my tongue. I let out a long, slow sigh as I bent my head forward to take that big black thumb into my mouth.

 

[lovingfingers]

It was so very tempting just to touch you, but the devilish part of me wanted to tease you just a bit more. You hadn't removed your blindfold or reached out to touch us, so you still had some control over yourself.

I stood by the edge of the bed, watching Kye tease you. You must have figured it out, but still...

I gave Kye a wave to get his attention. It took a second, but I couldn't blame him. You were the picture of desire. He grinned at me and slipped his thumb from your lips and got off the bed. I waited a few seconds, then sat down on my side of the bed. I brought my fingers to your jaw and rotated your head towards me. I brought my lips softly to yours for a kiss, and was met by open mouthed hunger. Your kiss had so much want in it, as though you could have drawn me entirely into your mouth. I drew my hand from your jaw, down your throat, and traced your collarbones. My fingertips brushed down your chest and over the cups of your babydoll. Your nipples were distended, tenting the sheer fabric, and it was a pleasure to listen to you as I teased them softly.

My tongue reached out to taste your lips, and enter your mouth. Your lips closed on it, and if hunger had a taste, that would have been it. For a long minute, I teased you that way, gently, relishing the movements and sounds coming from you.

Abruptly then, you moaned loudly into my mouth and began to tremble. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Kye sitting on the side of the bed, stroking your thigh...

 

[Rutting_Bull]

My right hand slid up and down Megan's sexy legs. First her left, then her right leg. I was mesmerized by the silky softness of her supple skin. My long black fingers teasing, stroking, caressing. Higher and higher until they gently brushed her sex. I struggled to stifle a moan as I felt the hot dampness that lay beneath the skimpy garment that she had chosen to arouse Sean. I licked my dry lips as I pressed my fingers into her, pushing the material between her pouty, swollen lips. My finger delicately tracing her folds, then sliding upwards to tease her clit through the underwear. She arched her back and bucked sexily up at my thick fingered hand as I stroked her slowly. I leaned in to kiss her elegant neck as my fingers moved in unhurried, languid circles. My lips teasing her skin as my fingers teased her hard little nub.

I then abruptly retreated, letting the tension and sexual energy build as I sat back to drink in the scene. My gorgeous young employee, blindfolded and nearly naked being teased and worshipped by my best friend and me. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I looked over at Sean with a massive grin on my face. Attempting to show my gratitude for allowing me to partake in what was sure to be a wonderful sexual escapade.

 

[silkysylvia]

Saturday night - Sean's bedroom

I was beginning to have my suspicions that there was indeed someone else in the room with us, and if there was, I was okay with it as I came to the conclusion that I was going to ask you about having one. The only problem I had was with who? I clearly didn't know anyone in town besides you and my boss. Oh, and the masseur, but I clearly couldn't divulge him to you, not at this stage in our relationship. Or could I?

I managed to briefly suck on Mr. Johnson's thumb for a few seconds before he withdrew it from my mouth, Then there was a pause before I felt you sit on the bed, turning my face to you. When your hand returned to my face, I opened my mouth slightly as I awaited your thumb to be slipped in between my lips again, or even your cock, but instead you kissed me gently. Your lips hovered and brushed over mine as your hand caressed my throat and then down to my breasts where you brushed your rigid fingers over the tips of my aching nipples. I reached with my hand to pull your kiss into me when you slipped your tongue into my mouth. I groaned into your mouth as you kissed me, as much from your kiss and teasing fingers as well as from Mr. Johnson's hands as they caressed my thighs.

I knew then that there was indeed another man in the bedroom with us. My heart pounded in my chest trying to deduce who it might be. The thought of being with two men was something altogether new to me. In fact, I don't even think I can fathom what it would be like to have sex with two men at the same time. Having sex with you was still new and you have been an amazing lover and I wanted to make you happy because you were making me so happy. My imagination was indeed running wild with all the possibilities.

I wrapped my lips around your tongue and bobbed and it like a tiny cock as the other's hand now brushed up against my clad pussy. It was hard to focus on one as both had my attention but was pulling it back and forth. The fingers between my legs were now caressing my lips through my panties, gently pushing inward with every passing stroke. I moaned as I sucked your tongue, my pussy arching back into the fingers that now had my attention.

In my semi-twisted state and my legs spread open, I felt the other kiss my neck, my left hand going to the back of his head now. I released your tongue from my mouth and moaned softly as I gazed into darkness, my hands holding the back of both of your heads.

And just like that Mr. Johnson had slipped back away, now only holding the back of your head. I didn't know if the other left the room, or what was going to happen next. Should I take off my blindfold and see who it was? What if I'm disappointed in how he looks? I can trust Sean. I mean, I've known him all my life. He's my best friend's dad.

OMG, I still haven't gotten any birth control! And what if Sean hasn't either? Does this stranger have condoms? Is he going to fuck me or is he just here to watch? OMG, how does this work? What if I get pregnant? And then all those worries and thoughts flitted away as my throbbing clit reminded me how horny I was.

 

[lovingfingers]

Your entire body seemed to be vibrating, even after Kye moved back and sat watching. Your hunger was palpable, and perhaps it was time to feed it...

I slid my hands off your breasts, promising myself I would return there soon. I gave you one last kiss, so very soft our lips barely touched, and then eased back myself. I stood by the bed for a moment, while both Kye and I watched you, expectation making your body writhe softly. I motioned to Kye, until he understood what I had in mind.

In one smooth motion, we slid our hands beneath you and lifted you off the bed. You made your surprise known to both of us and we grinned at each other. We rotated your body ninety degrees and lay you gently down upon the bed. You were lying on your back, your head tilted over the edge of the mattress next to Kye, and your feet now pointed towards me.

I had a fair notion as to what Kye would do next. I moved part way onto the bed, and kissed your ankle. My hands eased your legs apart, and I began slowly kissing my way up your legs. My hands stroked your inner thighs as my lips caressed your calves. Up and up, inches at a time, and this time, I was not stopping. The scent of your sex was making me dizzy with desire. I wanted you. I wanted to taste you, and tease you, and make you cum. And if all went well, it would only be the first of many climaxes.

My lips moved over your inner thighs as my fingers traced the edge of your panties and eased them aside. I don't know which of us groaned louder when my tongue finally met your labia, and tasted you.