GolfGirl2448
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This is one of my first attempts at erotica. I posted one a few months ago but have been getting into it more lately. Please honestly tell me what you think.
I was at that point in my life where I was just enjoying my senior year in high school and living my life to the fullest. I’d been through the whole committed relationship thing a couple times, and pretty much decided that could wait a while. I mean whatever happened, happened, but I was just enjoying living the single life. That certainly didn’t mean I didn’t date though, as I was currently dating more than one guy off and on. I definitely had a few things going for me in that department, but I just wanted to keep my options open. I kept them close enough to have some fun with, but not close enough to lead them on, thinking they were really my boyfriend.
Mitch was a really close friend of mine, and we’d grown really close over the six years or so of our friendship. The last six months or so though, we’d been doing a little more than that. We were friends with benefits, and we managed to stay really close friends regardless. I guess the amazing sex was just part of that now. He was one of the people who I knew I could tell anything to and be confident that it would stay just between us.
Michael, on the other hand, was someone who asked me out about a month ago, and we’d went out a few times since. We hooked up after our second date, and really connected and opened up to each other sexually. He was 27, but hey, he was really hot so I didn’t really care. Besides, I wasn’t exactly looking for a real long-term relationship anyway.
I was open with both of them sexually, but especially Mitch. We had experimented a lot, he knew all my fantasies, and we completely trusted each other. My best friend Stacey, him, and myself had even had a threesome on occasion and really loved it. The first time, as we expected would be the case, was rather awkward, as it was the first threesome for all of us. The last time we did it though, we all really clicked and enjoyed it immensely.
Ever since the first time we had a threesome, Mitch and I had teased about the idea of having another guy join us. At first, he reluctantly offered, but I pretty much blew off the idea, as I could tell he was really just offering to be polite in return for what I did for him. The longer I thought about it though, the more I liked the idea. I had casually brought the subject up once or twice in the last couple weeks. I don’t think he was really worried about it though, as he probably thought I was just kidding around. Back when he first offered, I told him that I wouldn’t pressure him into it, but it couldn’t hurt to ask, right?
I had already talked with Mike about the idea of him and another guy, and as long as I was involved he said he’d do it in a heartbeat. So, the situation seemed perfect to me. I was having mind-blowing sex with two guys, and I could only imagine what it would be like with both of them at the same time.
I wasn’t really sure about how to approach the idea, but I knew I should ask Mitch first, because I was sure that he’d be the more reluctant one about it. He was also the one who I knew wouldn’t judge me for seriously bringing up the idea. So, I decided to talk to him about it the next time we hung out. He was supposed to come over that evening to help me with a paper I was writing anyways, so I figured it wouldn’t be too hard to just bring it up after that.
He ended up coming over around 7:30 that night, after both of us had eaten dinner and everything by ourselves. The whole time when he was helping me write my paper on Italian culture, I kept mulling over in my mind what I would say to him afterwards.
“Are you alright? It seems like something’s bothering you.” He said to me after I had about half of the paper done and I thought we were starting to actually get somewhere.
I just kind of let out a sigh before I said, “Well, yeah...there’s just something I kinda wanted to talk to you about.”
“Sure Katie, anything—what is it?” He asked as he leaned in a little bit from his chair beside mine.
“Well, I was kinda thinking about how we talked earlier about—ya know—another guy” I said was he looked right into my eyes. I didn’t have to way anymore for him to know exactly what I meant and that I was serious about it.
“Umm, yeah…a…ok…who?” he asked, stuttering a little.
“Listen—babe, if you don’t want to…”
“No, no—it’s cool, really, who’s the other guy though?”
“Well, I haven’t even really asked him yet, but I know he’ll be OK with it.” I paused for just a second and thought about how I said that, adding with a little grin as I placed a hand on his thigh, “And nooo, he’s not bisexual cutie.”
He took in a deep breath and let it out as he laid his hand on top of mine, still looking into my eyes, “Alright Katie, let’s do this.”
“Really?!” I said maybe a little too ecstatically with a huge smile on my face.
“Anything for the hottest girl I know.” He said, a little more comfortable now as he leaned in to hug me, placing a soft kiss on my lips as we ended our embrace.
After our little exchange, we went back to writing my paper and being our usual flirtatious selves. We exchanged a deep, very passionate kiss before he left and the whole night went so much better than the disaster I had ran through in my mind.
So, now I just had one thing left to do—ask Mike if it was OK. I wasn’t really too nervous about it, and was really confident that he would jump at the chance. I just needed to set up a date with him to bring it up, because this wasn’t the kind of thing I liked to have phone conversations about. That was more for me than anything, as I was more comfortable when I could read the reaction on the other person’s face, and they could see mine as well. I was pretty good at reading people, and sometimes I thought I could sound a little too cold-hearted and blunt on the phone.
The phone startled me and made me nearly roll off the couch as it woke me up from my little after-school nap.
“Hello”, I answered after I tried my best to clear my throat and not sound like I was asleep when whoever it was called.
“Hola mi amiga caliente.” Mike responded in his deep, sexy voice that immediately both woke me up and turned me on at the same time.
“Hey Michael”, I said back in a playful voice. “How’s it going”, I continued as just hearing his voice the adrenaline pulsing through my body made me feel awake right away.
“It’s going well thank you, and yourself?”
“Great, thanks”, I cheerfully replied.
“Awesome. Hey Katie, um, I was wondering if you’d like to go to dinner with me on Saturday night, I have 7:00 dinner reservations at Sweet Georgia Brown’s and I’d like a cute girl to accompany me.”
“Hmm…” I answered, acting for a second like I actually had to think about the matter. “Good food and a hot guy—now how could I pass that up?”
“Great then, I’ll pick you up around six then”
“Perfect.” I said as we ended our conversation. Sweet Georgia Brown’s was a really nice and rather expensive restaurant in downtown Detroit that I really liked. I thought it was really sweet of him to think to take me there, but I was also a little concerned that we might be getting a little too close, and I didn’t want to lead him on too much. But I wasn’t going to worry about that right now, and just enjoy being in the moment, especially since I had something I wanted to accomplish at the moment.
So Saturday rolled around, and about five o’clock I started getting ready. I decided to wear a little black dress with matching high heels. My hair was down curled, and I was pretty happy with how I looked. I put on just a little amount of makeup, and I was pretty much ready to go. I looked in the mirror one last time before I headed downstairs. “Yep, you look good, girl” I thought to myself, grinning inside at my conceited thoughts. Sitting downstairs on the couch in the living room, I turned on the TV and watched a little bit of a re-run of ‘The Hills’ on MTV. Lauren was having a disaster of a date, and I could only hope mine went much better tonight. Of course, I had no reason to think it would go badly, as we had really connected every other time we’d gone out. God why was I thinking this would be so difficult. “Just be your cocky, confident self and get this done” I told myself as I heard his car pull up and the doorbell ring.
I turned the TV off and casually got up to walk to the door. I took a quick but deep breath before I opened the door and was greeted with a smile and a light hug after I pulled the door shut behind me. “You’re so hot” he whispered in my ear as we hugged.
“I know” I said back with a grin and a chuckle as he took my hand and walked me out to his ’06 Grand Prix. I felt good that I had the confidence to say that. I normally wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but I was still a little nervous as to how I would bring up the threesome subject.
He walked around the car with me and opened the passenger side door. I said “Thanks” with a smile as I watched him walk around and get in, giving him a soft kiss on the lips after he sat down and leaned over slightly. It was those tiny little acts of respect and kindness that really impressed me more than anything about a guy sometimes.
As we got to the restaurant he again came around the car to open the door for me, and we walked hand in hand, dressed all nicely, to the door. We were right on time for our reservations and the host took us to our table. We had a really good dinner, and we talked about ‘our future’ together for a while. He seemed to be fine with me wanting to take it slowly, much to my relief. I really liked him, but I sure as hell didn’t want to get into something too serious right now. I had veal parmesan, and he had steak, and we both thought our dinner was delicious.
“Want any dessert?” He asked me a few minutes after we finished our entrees.
I licked my lips and said, “I want you for dessert baby”, looking confidently at him.
A wide smile came onto his face, which of course was the only answer I would need. I figured I’d wait until after things had happened between us tonight to bring up Mitch.
He gladly paid the bill and walked me to the car. It was still pretty early, but I think from my dessert comment we both know where we were going from here. I laid my hand on his thigh, just gently rubbing on the drive home as our conversation became heavily flirtatious, and somewhat sexual. He led me out of the car to his door, and we exchanged a long, soft kiss the moment we got inside. After our kiss we could just look in each other’s eyes and see that we both lusted after each other equally, and we wanted to have our way with each other badly, and soon.
As we kissed, he took my hand and gently led us back to the big black leather couch in his living room. Pinning me down on the couch playfully, he nibbled on my neck lower and lower, until he got to the line where my dress started, and then he planted kisses all over my neck and above my chest as I just laid back and took in the beauty of his body and admired how much he cared about me. I reached with both arms around his back after un-tucking his shirt from his dress pants, as he had already laid his sport coat on a chair when we came into the house, and ran my hands up under his shirt, running my nails along his back gently.
My needy eyes said it all as our eyes momentarily made contact with each other’s. “I want you baby…Goddd you’re gorgeous” I muttered slowly through pinched lips as he reached around my back to undo my dress. I arched my back up in an effort to help him get it off, and just a little bit awkwardly he slid the dress off of me, and he stopped for a second just to let his eyes run over my body. I grinned as his eyes took me in, running my hands under his shirt softly still, pulling it up over his head and tossing it to the floor. With him propped up a foot or so above my body I let me eyes admire his six pack abs and I let out a needy moan, my face practically begging for his body.
He let out a soft but deep moan as he leaned down again to kiss me passionately, letting me feel the vibration of his moans in my mouth. Our tongues danced together in each other’s mouth as my hands lustfully made their way down his back, and around to the front of his pants, easily undoing the button on them as we continued to make-out like we hadn’t had each other in years. Our sloppy make-out session took just about a three second intermission as he propped up his body to help me get his pants off, hastily tugging at them trying to get them completely off with my feet after we started to kiss again.
His right hand slid down to my pussy, which was already obviously wet as he slid one finger, then two just barely inside, parting my lips just slightly. My nails scratching all over his back now a little bit harder, in an attempt to tell him just how badly I wanted him inside me, and now, and I began to thrust my hips upwards softly into him as he began to gently finger me. Our lips parted for a second and his kisses went down to my neck, aggressively kissing as with my help he took his boxers off over his nearly fully erect cock, and hovered it over my pussy as he stopped kissing me and stared intently down into my eyes with his face just about a foot above mine. “Please…oh Michael I need you…” I muttered almost under my breath but definitely loud enough for him to hear my desperation as the only thing I could think of was having his hard cock inside me.
He went down again to kiss my neck, nearly biting at it as he thrust his cock down into me, impaling me with his shaft, most of it immediately diving into me. I let out a loud shriek as he did, the feeling of fullness in my body overtaking me as he began to move his hips up and down in a slow rhythmic motion. Pressing down on my shoulders firmly, pinning me to the couch as he just ripped into me with no mercy as my loud moans and screams filled the entire house.
“God, you’re so fucking hot, Katie.” He said through a grunt and groan as his entire weight crashed down on my body as his cock forced into my tight pussy which gripped at his shaft each time more aggressively. I tried to say something, although I’m not sure what exactly, but I couldn’t as ecstasy and adrenaline was just rushing through my body intensely.
Deep, loud moans took over us both as I rocked my hips up into his thrusting cock, making his balls slap against my skin with each hard thrust. “I…I’m gonna..c..cuuuhh..cuumm.” He said, almost out of breath as his thrusts down into me got harder and faster each time.
“Ohhhh, Ohhh GOD, cum deep in me James MICHAELLLL.” I screamed as I felt the pleasure building up in my body and the pressure in every muscle in my body about to release. Hearing me get even louder just sent him wild, as he pounded my pussy with the length of his hard shaft, me screaming more loudly and sharply each and every time.
Me saying this made him drive his cock even harder into me, our hips crashing together hard with every thrust. My hands gripped his lower back tightly and I clenched my hands onto him hard, then they ran up his back as my nails started to scratch into his back as I started to lose control, my chest heaving from breathing so hard. “Uhhhh FUUUCKK YESSS MICHAEL YES YESS…YESSSSSSSS” I screamed out fiercely as my pussy tightened even more so, suddenly around his cock and I simultaneously heard him grunt loudly and he shot his first load of cum deep down into me, his hands still pressing down firmly onto my shoulders as he did.
I held him firmly onto me, as tight as I could as I was still bucking my hips up into his now still body. As I did, he continued to shoot hot, forceful loads of cum deep into me, as his body started to slowly collapse down onto my bare breasts. As his body fell onto mine, I locked my lips tightly with his and we exchanged a deep, very passionate kiss, my right hand now running through his hair, gripping onto it somewhat. Our orgasms both dying down, he lifted up off of me and slid beside me on the couch, putting his arm around mine, both of us still breathing heavier than normal, coming down from our simultaneous climaxes.
We instinctively leaned in to kiss each other again, rather softly and romantically this time. “Stay with me tonight honey.” He said, looking very seriously into my eyes. It wasn’t too late at the time, and it wasn’t a school night so I knew that my dad would be alright with it, although the thought that this was getting too serious too quickly again came into my mind. Nevertheless, I said that I would be more than happy to stay the night with him, and we proceeded up to his bedroom and cuddled in closely together, making out for just a couple minutes before we both fell asleep very quickly, my arm around him with our naked bodies nestled up against each other.
He woke up well before me, about 8 o’clock on that beautiful Sunday morning. He went into the bathroom, took a nice warm shower and got ready for the day, admiring my sleeping body from a distance; the covers pulled back a little showing my bare back. He had asked me on an earlier date what the best thing a guy could do for me sexually was, and I had casually answered that I really loved it when a guy woke me up orally.
He slowly walked over to me and moved the covers a little further over to the side of me than they already were, gently and as quietly as he could taking the blanket off of me. He could tell by my soft, quiet breathing that I was still sound asleep, my mouth open just a tiny bit as I lay on my back. Taking a hold of my left ankle as softly as he could, he picked it up slightly off the bed and moved it over a little, then did the same with the other leg, spreading my legs nicely for him. I was a very deep sleeper, so I was still sound asleep when he started to go to work on me.
He glanced over my beautiful naked body one last time before he went to lay down on the bed with his legs hanging off the end of the bed. He just had plaid boxers on, not that I could tell at the time, as I was asleep of course. He rubbed my inner thigh very, very softly--as soft as he possibly could--moving higher and higher, closer and closer to my pussy. His breath just slowly hit my pussy while he gently massaged my thighs, one hand on each side of me. I was still sleeping, although unconsciously I’m sure I was in some way aware of what was going on, as I let out just the softest of moans, my right arm moving slightly.
He wanted to bring me as close to orgasm as he could before I woke up, and hearing me make a little noise made him stop for a minute, just laying there watching me. Seeing that I wasn’t really that close to waking up, or having any idea what was going on, he moved his head back down a little to my pussy, licking just the outside of both sides of it, then letting his tongue slide just a tiny bit inside me. Hearing another very, very quiet noise from me he again pulled away, this time just millimeters from me, with his breath still hitting my thighs. Now just seconds later, he gently ran his tongue from the lips of my pussy up to my clit, ever so slowly and gently. As he did so, the pleasure was building up throughout my body, and it felt like I was in a dream now. Somehow I knew something special was happening, but in my mind I had no idea what it was. All I knew was that I wasn’t about to stop it.
His lips barely closed around my clit, sticking his tongue out a little to brush lightly against my clit, and then re-tracing his path back down to my pussy. He again inserted his tongue into me, this time a little deeper, before pulling it out once more and kissing all along my thighs, right up next to my pussy and then moving just slightly up and letting little tiny kisses fall repeatedly onto my clit, with his lips barely even touching me.
I let out another moan, a little bit more loudly this time, and it actually started to wake me up somewhat. My moan was a little longer now, and I moved around a little, almost as if I didn’t want to be bothered, although that’s not at all what I meant and he knew it. He could hear my moans escalate and become steadier, even as I still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on. He kissed my pussy and then drove his tongue deep into me, then out, and then back again, tracing my lips as he went down on me. His nose rubbed up gently on my clit as he did so, and I suddenly snapped out of my sleep, letting out a little shriek at that moment.
My sudden movements, knowing I was awake, made him move from tongue-fucking my pussy up to massaging my clit nicely. Loud moans now escaped my mouth as I reached out with both hands at my side, gripping the bed sheets tightly. Much more quickly now I could feel the wetness rushing to my pussy, the pleasure quickly mounting. He then ran his tongue once more from my clit to my pussy, then back up again, before closing his lips firmly around my clit and roughly flicking his tongue on it continuously.
His tongue lapping at my clit just sent me over the edge nearly immediately. I wasn’t even in the frame of mind to form words, let alone sentences, and I just let out wild moans meaning nothing in particular other than that I was completely loving the moment. He moved his mouth back down to my pussy, catching all of my gushing juices as I began to orgasm. “Mmmm, Ohhh, YESSSS…YESSS” came out of my mouth in the form of a very loud mumble. My juices gushed out over his lips and a little onto his chin as I started to come down from my heavenly feeling and started to realize where I actually was and what exactly was going on.
He scooted up beside me on the bed to lay beside me, kissing me playfully as I brushed a finger against his chin, and then put it to his mouth for him to taste me one more time.
“Mmm” he moaned in approval as my finger brushed against his lips.
“You’re amazing”, I simply said in return, looking into his eyes directly before moving in close again to more passionately kiss him.
He just grinned in return, loving my accolades. “Go get a shower honey; I’ll go make us some breakfast.” “Wow”, I thought. He was really treating me like a princess, and I wasn’t about to complain. As I stepped into the shower again the thoughts of what I was originally supposed to accomplish tonight re-entered my brain. I took a nice long, hot shower, fully waking myself up and getting ready for the day. Thinking about how I was going to ask him, I decided that I would have to just bring it up at breakfast if I ever wanted this to go anywhere. Why was I so nervous anyways? “This shouldn’t be so hard”, I told myself as I stepped out of the shower and began drying off.
With my clothes still downstairs from last night, I stepped out of the bathroom with just my towel around my body. I walked down the hallway and took the left turn into his kitchen, quietly sneaking up behind him as he was getting breakfast ready and wrapping my arms around him as I kissed his neck. “I don’t have any clothes here, loser…I gotta go put on what I was wearing last night…good breakfast attire, huh?” I asked playfully as I went over into the living room, dropping my towel to the ground as he looked over at me. He whistled as I did, and I just winked back at him before slipping on last night’s dress and walking over to the dining room. He had already set the table, and just as I got there he presented me with a plate of scrambled eggs, hash browns, and bacon.
“Hope this is alright, I wasn’t planning on getting to cook breakfast for such a hot girl this morning.” He said to me as we both took our seats at the table, me in my dress looking silly, and him in an Abercrombie t-shirt and torn jeans.
“Mmm this is good babe; you’re a pretty damn good chef. I could get used to this treatment, ya know?” I said as I looked into his eyes after taking a couple bites.
“Well thank ya cutie. Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah, you wore me out last night” I replied with a wink and a chuckle.
“Ha! If I could wear you out babe, I’d be very proud of myself”
“Then be proud of yourself Michael” I said, as we both continued to eat our breakfast.
After our cute little exchange reminiscing about last night, there were a few moments of silence as I thought about how to bring up the threesome thing.
He looked right at me for a second, seeming like he was deep in thought and he said to me, “Something’s on your mind babe, what is it?”
Goddamn, was I this easy to see through? ‘I guess I must really suck at poker’, I thought to myself as I thought about how he just knew that something was going on, and the fact that Mitchell knew the same thing a couple days earlier. I stopped eating for a second, put my elbows on the table, and looked right at him. “Well, babe, would you be offended if I asked you to do something that’s kinda well…none of my business?” ‘None of my business?’ What the hell was that, of course it was my business—well, not really, but you know what I mean, why couldn’t I just get to the point?
“Katie Elizabeth, you know you can ask me anything you want.”
“I know but it’s just awkward…” I went on, with him still having no idea what I was talking about.
“WHAT’S awkward, baby...” he asked me, almost a little impatiently but caringly as he moved his hands across the table to touch mine, now both of us taking a break from our food.
“Well you know Mitch?” I asked him, still very vaguely.
“Uh-huh”, he simply replied. Somehow I thought he knew what I was about to ask, but I’d just have to go ahead and say it.
“Well, Michael. I was thinking, and ya know how we were kinda joking about the whole threesome thing with him?”
Without hardly pausing, he replied, “I’ll do it honey.” With a smile as he held my hands, squeezing lightly as he maintained eye contact with me. “See, now you didn’t have anything to be nervous about, did you?” he added.
“I suppose I didn’t…did I mention that you’re like…really hot?” I said, trying to change the subject that I brought up, out of my own nervousness.
The playful flirting went on from there, until we were done with breakfast and it was about 11 o’clock Sunday morning and I decided that I needed to get back to my house and let my dad know where the hell I was all night. I hadn’t called him, and I was sure that he figured it out, but I was always honest with him and wanted him to know where I was. So, I went back home and explained everything to my dad. Well, everything except the threesome part, I wasn’t sure that I would ever tell him about that.
Over the next week, I arranged with Mitch and Mike to get together sometime on Saturday. We decided that it would be best to maybe watch a game or play pool or something first, to let them get to know each other a little, and make sure they were comfortable with it. I knew that starting it would be awkward, but I guess I would leave that to them when the moment came. We settled on 8:00 Saturday night to meet up.
I woke up just a little after noon on Saturday morning. I rolled over, pulled the covers over me and rubbed my head softly as I was a little hung-over from some Friday night partying. I had been out with some friends the night before, and I was just slightly feeling the effects of it, but it certainly could have been worse. After finally getting out of bed and getting a shower, I decided to go for a little jog, wearing a white tank top and light pink gym shorts.
The jog helped to relieve most of my headache, but I again hopped in the shower to finish off the job. This time I took one of my infamous cold showers, which practically everyone else I knew hated with a passion. I just loved to cool off quickly like that after working up a sweat. After the shower I put on a short-sleeved golf shirt with my school emblem on it, and a denim skirt. I thought that I would probably ‘dress-up’ for them later, but I would cross that bridge when I came to it.
The rest of the day I spent relaxing for the most part, just putting the finishing touches on a school project for English class. Of course I also kept thinking about what would happen that night, and I was excited as well as nervous in a way about it. I just hoped that the two guys wouldn’t hate each other, and we would all get along well, not only sexually, although that’s what the main event of the night would most likely be. I hoped it would be the thing I would remember about the night, anyway.
Mitch called and asked if he could come over a little early, and of course I didn’t mind. He showed up just a little after seven, and we flirted like we always did before Mike got there, but there seemed to be just a little bit of nervousness between us the whole time, but more so as the eight o’clock hour approached. Mike called me to tell me he was about ten minutes away just a few minutes before eight.
“Are you nervous?” I asked Mitch, biting my lip a little after I did and looking down slightly before looking back up at him.
He paused for just a second before he answered, “A little, not gonna lie. But don’t get me wrong, I’m really excited too, just don’t know what to expect, ya know?”
I could tell from the tone of his voice that he was both excited and nervous, as he sounded like a little kid going through puberty. I just nodded in return, as we watched TV in silence for the last five minutes before the doorbell rang. I looked over at Mitch anxiously as my heart started to beat faster and I got up to get the door. Mitch got up and followed behind me at a little distance to be polite as I opened the door, smiling and giving Mike a soft hug.
“Come on in babe” I said, trying to sound confident although I really wasn’t at the time. “Mike, this is Mitch. Mitchell, Michael.” I continued as I looked back and forth at them as they exchanged what looked like a confident handshake. I tried to come up with some cute remark, but couldn’t really, and just said, “Well guys, wanna go chill for a little bit and play some pool downstairs and put the game on?” That was my plan in my mind anyway, and they agreed to it.
We each sipped on some wine as we played a little mini pool tournament downstairs. None of us were that good really, I was probably the best since I was the only one that had a table, but it wasn’t too noticeable. All three of us engaged in some pretty casual conversation as the Tigers were playing the Orioles in the background on the big screen. I started to get really nervous after we’d played a few games as to who was going to, or how the real reason we were there would be brought up. “Well at least they don’t seem repulsed by each other” I thought to myself, although at the same time I told myself that I needed to stop thinking in negative terms, and really just enjoy the night.
Before I could really even process that thought though, my whole mindset changed completely as Mike very carefully and nervously said, “Well guys….I think we all know why we’re here but we’re afraid to bring it up, no?”
I looked at Mitch, then at Mike and grinned as I suddenly seemed to gain some confidence and said, “Huh? What do you mean Mike?”
For a second it seemed like he thought I was serious, then he laughed a little and I spoke up again, saying, “Oh….You mean that you’re both here to fuck my brains out and give me the night of my life?”
I heard Mitch chuckle as well as Mike replied with a huge grin, “Yeah, that.”
“Last chance to get out of it guys.” I said playfully to both of them. They both nodded their approval and looked at each other, then at me.
“Come on.” I cheerfully said, as I nearly skipped ahead, taking one of each of their hands in mine, and nearly jogging up the steps to the kitchen, then through the living room, and up another flight of stairs to my room. “Wait here, I’ll be right back” I said, as I went into the bathroom to change. I had laid out a matching pair of black lacy boyshorts and a bra to change into, as I had of course planned out the night many times over in my mind. I felt sexy and confident in black, and that’s what it would be tonight.
“Mmm, look at that sexy thing.” Mitch said seductively as I walked into the room and stopped for a second to pose in the doorway, one hand on the side of it and the other on the top of the doorframe.
“Pretty delicious if I do say so myself” Mike went on, both of their sets of eyes running up and down my body lustfully.
I walked slowly and as seductively as I could over to them. They were both sitting beside each other on my bed when I walked in, but both stood up when I entered the room. Getting within breathing distance of them, I first went over to Mike and ran a finger down his chest. “Sit down on the bed guys” I said with a little wink as I pushed them both playfully to the bed, before walking over to my radio and putting on a nice song I could do a lap dance to. I honestly hadn’t planned to do this, but it popped into my head in the moment, and I knew that CD was in my CD player, so I thought I would just go with my instincts. I hadn’t exactly practiced dancing to this song, but I was confident and hey—I’d never had anyone complain about a lap dance before. I didn’t think tonight would be a first in that category, either.
With the song just starting, I made my way over to the side of the bed, which was pretty high giving them a nice angle to stare at me, which they clearly had no problem doing. I started the dance off slowly, just lowering myself down a little bit, turning around and moving my hips smoothly right in front of them. Mike reached out to touch my back right above my panty line, but I quickly turned and slapped his hand off of me, playfully saying, “No touching”, with a sly grin.
He chuckled and said, “Well yes Ma’am” as he and Mitch both moved their hands to their sides, keeping them off of me as they would do if it was a real lap dance at a club. I loved getting both of them aroused at the same time, and I could already see bulges in both of their jeans, so I continued the dance by getting lower and nearly rubbing my ass against their jeans, coming just a couple centimeters from them.
They both just sat there, staring up and down my body continually, and I think all three of us loved every second of it. I really wanted to turn them on now, as if they weren’t already turned on enough, and I bent my knees more, nearly to the ground as I faced them and reached behind my back, unclasping my bra and letting it fall down. Mike actually caught it, and laid it beside him on the bed, looking over at Mitch for just a second but his eyes were entirely focused on me and he didn’t even notice. I actually heard Mitchell swallow hard as my bra dropped, his eyes staring right at my chest.
I stood in front of both of them, moving a finger from each hand down both of their chests, over their shirts. I then moved to Mitch with both hands and put them under his shirt, slowly taking it off over his head as the music continued to play in the background. Looking him over for a few seconds and licking my lips, I moved my attention over to Mike. I did the same to him that I did to Mitch, removing his shirt over his head. I stepped back for just a second and let my eyes trail over both of their gorgeous bodies, taking in both of their six pack abs as both of them continued to take in my body as well.
As they continued their silence with just the music on a fairly low level, I knelt down in front of both of them on the bed, moving my hands up to Mike as Mitch watched intently. I ran a couple fingers over his jeans, teasing his already fairly erect cock. I got the button undone, and carefully unzipped his jeans, as he lifted up a little so I could start to pull them down. Rather quickly I got them down to his ankles, and then moved back a little so I could pull them completely off of him.
Before touching him again, I went over to Mitch and did the same thing, as I could see the much defined outline of both of them pointing upwards in their boxers. I looked up at them and grinned, very much seeing definite approval in their eyes. I let my right hand go to Mike and my left hand go to Mitch, and with my index finger I traced the outline of their cock very gently, then moved both hands to Mitch, moving my face closer as I began to work his boxers off of him, smiling widely as I got them to the floor and took them completely off of him.
It didn’t seem like either of them were awkward, rather they were just completely enjoying what was happening to both of them as if I was the only other one in the room, although I did catch them glancing over at each other carefully, almost like they didn’t want the other one to see. Seeing that they were comfortable, I decided to leave Mike’s boxers on, watching him grow through the fabric as I concentrated on Mitch for a little bit, my mouth so close to his cock that he could feel the hot breath hitting his skin, as two of my fingers slid down the ever so sensitive underside of his shaft, tickling his balls on my way down. I closed my lips around his balls very softly, just barely letting my tongue hit them as his now fully erect cock stood nicely at attention. I let my tongue run up the underside of his shaft as I moved back upwards from his balls, hearing a little shivered moan from him as I did.
When I heard that, I knew that my job was temporarily done, although I’m sure he was begging for me to continue in his mind. I left him there fully erect, and it was almost as if both of them knew I wanted to do the work, as it seemed as if both of them struggled not to touch their cock when I wasn’t solely concentrating on them. Moving over to Mike, I moved my mouth over his cock and actually moved down a little, but never letting my lips more than tickle his cock as I moaned lightly and let the vibrations run down his shaft and through the rest of his body. As I teased him with my lips, just barely touching his shaft them, I reached my right hand up to his balls and just gently fondled them as Mitch actually turned to watch, his cock still fully erect.
Mike and Mitch glanced at each other and must have whispered something, as Mike reached down and practically pulled me up roughly onto the bed. He turned over to lay down flat on the bed, and somewhat forcibly pulled me on top of him, and I knelt over him. Mike pulled my knees back to him a little bit so my hips hovered over his cock as I looked down intently into his eyes. Mitch moved behind us as Mike pulled my hips down onto him, the head of his cock parting the lips of my pussy and driving down smoothly yet firmly into it as he continued to pull me down onto him. I moved my knees up even further towards his shoulders and pointed my ass up in the air as best I could for Mitch to enter as he knelt over us.
Mitch being a few inches taller than me made it an easier angle for him to enter me, as he put both of his hands on my ass cheeks and gripped them firmly, pushing forward and pulling apart slightly as he knelt further behind me on the bed and positioned his cock for entry into my very tight asshole. Squeezing my ass very firmly, he rested the head of his cock on my asshole.
I took a very deep breath and let it out, preparing my mind for what was about to happen. There just wasn’t any way I could want this more, but I had never even tested myself with toys or anything like this, and honestly didn’t know how my body would handle it. Nevertheless, I was ready, and I wanted it.
With all of the thoughts running through my mind, Mitch started to move his hips forward, pressing his cock into my asshole slowly, being gentle but firm as he did. I couldn’t really thrust my hips in any direction as I felt completely full, too full really, but I loved the painful, yet pleasurable feeling of Mitch filling my asshole as Mike’s shaft drove into my pussy.
Mike started to thrust his hips upward, and I bounced a little on his cock to help, but it still drove up into me with incredible force, about half coming out and then driving back deep each time. I could hear both of them grunting and moaning as now Mitchell too started to thrust his cock deeper into me. Both my asshole and my pussy being filled completely, I let out hard moans and screams as I couldn’t think of anything to say, but I loved every second of them just taking over control of my body.
Mitch spread my ass cheeks even wider as he started to pound my tight asshole, grunting with every forceful thrust of his shaft deep into me. I felt pleasure rush through my body like I had never felt before; it was like a huge shot of adrenaline just engulfed my body, as I let out some of the loudest moans of my life. It hurt, but that was the last thing on my mind, as the pleasure and adrenaline more than made up for the pain.
I couldn’t believe how good I felt, how amazing the feeling of 15 inches of cock in my body felt as my moans got louder and louder, I felt like I had no control over my body and I just gave up to them, letting them control me as they held me there; Mitch’s hands on my ass cheeks and Mike’s holding firmly onto my upper thighs. The feeling was unbelievable, and already I felt my incredibly soaked pussy start to feel like orgasm was very close, and I gripped onto the sheets like I was holding on for my life.
Mike thrust his cock up into me wildly, and Mitch fucked my ass relentlessly as both of them were about to burst their loads into me. Fucking me wildly, they both let out huge moans and Mike let go first, blasting a powerful load of cum deep into my pussy. Mitch was only a second or two behind, bursting into me with just as much if not more power. It felt so fucking good, I couldn’t hold back as I felt both of them erupt wildly into me, and I just let go, my pussy and asshole tightening incredibly around both of their shafts. “OHHHHH FUCKKK….FUCKKKK” I just screamed incredibly loudly, as I struggled just to stay in the same position I was in, gripping so hard at the sheets, arching my back as I couldn’t control anything, cumming hard onto Mike’s cock, squirting and gushing out so much that it covered both of them. “AHHHHH FUUUUUUCKKKK HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT” I continued to scream out, as my orgasm continued and their cum flowed through me, their flows just starting to let up now as all three of us breathed so hard, almost panting as we struggled to catch our breath, and Mitch pulled out of me first, practically collapsing on the bed.
I then moved up off of Mike, looking both of their bodies over and lying down next to Mitch on the bed, my chest still heaving. “Wow…you guys…are awesome.” I said ecstatically with a huge smile on my face as we all lay exhausted on the bed.
We were all so tired and exhausted that we just laid there and all went to sleep without saying anything more, all three of us asleep in just minutes. We woke up the next morning and talked about it, and we all agreed that it was absolutely AMAZING. We planned to do it again sometime, and I couldn’t wait.
(I know the ending sucks, any suggestions?)
I was at that point in my life where I was just enjoying my senior year in high school and living my life to the fullest. I’d been through the whole committed relationship thing a couple times, and pretty much decided that could wait a while. I mean whatever happened, happened, but I was just enjoying living the single life. That certainly didn’t mean I didn’t date though, as I was currently dating more than one guy off and on. I definitely had a few things going for me in that department, but I just wanted to keep my options open. I kept them close enough to have some fun with, but not close enough to lead them on, thinking they were really my boyfriend.
Mitch was a really close friend of mine, and we’d grown really close over the six years or so of our friendship. The last six months or so though, we’d been doing a little more than that. We were friends with benefits, and we managed to stay really close friends regardless. I guess the amazing sex was just part of that now. He was one of the people who I knew I could tell anything to and be confident that it would stay just between us.
Michael, on the other hand, was someone who asked me out about a month ago, and we’d went out a few times since. We hooked up after our second date, and really connected and opened up to each other sexually. He was 27, but hey, he was really hot so I didn’t really care. Besides, I wasn’t exactly looking for a real long-term relationship anyway.
I was open with both of them sexually, but especially Mitch. We had experimented a lot, he knew all my fantasies, and we completely trusted each other. My best friend Stacey, him, and myself had even had a threesome on occasion and really loved it. The first time, as we expected would be the case, was rather awkward, as it was the first threesome for all of us. The last time we did it though, we all really clicked and enjoyed it immensely.
Ever since the first time we had a threesome, Mitch and I had teased about the idea of having another guy join us. At first, he reluctantly offered, but I pretty much blew off the idea, as I could tell he was really just offering to be polite in return for what I did for him. The longer I thought about it though, the more I liked the idea. I had casually brought the subject up once or twice in the last couple weeks. I don’t think he was really worried about it though, as he probably thought I was just kidding around. Back when he first offered, I told him that I wouldn’t pressure him into it, but it couldn’t hurt to ask, right?
I had already talked with Mike about the idea of him and another guy, and as long as I was involved he said he’d do it in a heartbeat. So, the situation seemed perfect to me. I was having mind-blowing sex with two guys, and I could only imagine what it would be like with both of them at the same time.
I wasn’t really sure about how to approach the idea, but I knew I should ask Mitch first, because I was sure that he’d be the more reluctant one about it. He was also the one who I knew wouldn’t judge me for seriously bringing up the idea. So, I decided to talk to him about it the next time we hung out. He was supposed to come over that evening to help me with a paper I was writing anyways, so I figured it wouldn’t be too hard to just bring it up after that.
He ended up coming over around 7:30 that night, after both of us had eaten dinner and everything by ourselves. The whole time when he was helping me write my paper on Italian culture, I kept mulling over in my mind what I would say to him afterwards.
“Are you alright? It seems like something’s bothering you.” He said to me after I had about half of the paper done and I thought we were starting to actually get somewhere.
I just kind of let out a sigh before I said, “Well, yeah...there’s just something I kinda wanted to talk to you about.”
“Sure Katie, anything—what is it?” He asked as he leaned in a little bit from his chair beside mine.
“Well, I was kinda thinking about how we talked earlier about—ya know—another guy” I said was he looked right into my eyes. I didn’t have to way anymore for him to know exactly what I meant and that I was serious about it.
“Umm, yeah…a…ok…who?” he asked, stuttering a little.
“Listen—babe, if you don’t want to…”
“No, no—it’s cool, really, who’s the other guy though?”
“Well, I haven’t even really asked him yet, but I know he’ll be OK with it.” I paused for just a second and thought about how I said that, adding with a little grin as I placed a hand on his thigh, “And nooo, he’s not bisexual cutie.”
He took in a deep breath and let it out as he laid his hand on top of mine, still looking into my eyes, “Alright Katie, let’s do this.”
“Really?!” I said maybe a little too ecstatically with a huge smile on my face.
“Anything for the hottest girl I know.” He said, a little more comfortable now as he leaned in to hug me, placing a soft kiss on my lips as we ended our embrace.
After our little exchange, we went back to writing my paper and being our usual flirtatious selves. We exchanged a deep, very passionate kiss before he left and the whole night went so much better than the disaster I had ran through in my mind.
So, now I just had one thing left to do—ask Mike if it was OK. I wasn’t really too nervous about it, and was really confident that he would jump at the chance. I just needed to set up a date with him to bring it up, because this wasn’t the kind of thing I liked to have phone conversations about. That was more for me than anything, as I was more comfortable when I could read the reaction on the other person’s face, and they could see mine as well. I was pretty good at reading people, and sometimes I thought I could sound a little too cold-hearted and blunt on the phone.
The phone startled me and made me nearly roll off the couch as it woke me up from my little after-school nap.
“Hello”, I answered after I tried my best to clear my throat and not sound like I was asleep when whoever it was called.
“Hola mi amiga caliente.” Mike responded in his deep, sexy voice that immediately both woke me up and turned me on at the same time.
“Hey Michael”, I said back in a playful voice. “How’s it going”, I continued as just hearing his voice the adrenaline pulsing through my body made me feel awake right away.
“It’s going well thank you, and yourself?”
“Great, thanks”, I cheerfully replied.
“Awesome. Hey Katie, um, I was wondering if you’d like to go to dinner with me on Saturday night, I have 7:00 dinner reservations at Sweet Georgia Brown’s and I’d like a cute girl to accompany me.”
“Hmm…” I answered, acting for a second like I actually had to think about the matter. “Good food and a hot guy—now how could I pass that up?”
“Great then, I’ll pick you up around six then”
“Perfect.” I said as we ended our conversation. Sweet Georgia Brown’s was a really nice and rather expensive restaurant in downtown Detroit that I really liked. I thought it was really sweet of him to think to take me there, but I was also a little concerned that we might be getting a little too close, and I didn’t want to lead him on too much. But I wasn’t going to worry about that right now, and just enjoy being in the moment, especially since I had something I wanted to accomplish at the moment.
So Saturday rolled around, and about five o’clock I started getting ready. I decided to wear a little black dress with matching high heels. My hair was down curled, and I was pretty happy with how I looked. I put on just a little amount of makeup, and I was pretty much ready to go. I looked in the mirror one last time before I headed downstairs. “Yep, you look good, girl” I thought to myself, grinning inside at my conceited thoughts. Sitting downstairs on the couch in the living room, I turned on the TV and watched a little bit of a re-run of ‘The Hills’ on MTV. Lauren was having a disaster of a date, and I could only hope mine went much better tonight. Of course, I had no reason to think it would go badly, as we had really connected every other time we’d gone out. God why was I thinking this would be so difficult. “Just be your cocky, confident self and get this done” I told myself as I heard his car pull up and the doorbell ring.
I turned the TV off and casually got up to walk to the door. I took a quick but deep breath before I opened the door and was greeted with a smile and a light hug after I pulled the door shut behind me. “You’re so hot” he whispered in my ear as we hugged.
“I know” I said back with a grin and a chuckle as he took my hand and walked me out to his ’06 Grand Prix. I felt good that I had the confidence to say that. I normally wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but I was still a little nervous as to how I would bring up the threesome subject.
He walked around the car with me and opened the passenger side door. I said “Thanks” with a smile as I watched him walk around and get in, giving him a soft kiss on the lips after he sat down and leaned over slightly. It was those tiny little acts of respect and kindness that really impressed me more than anything about a guy sometimes.
As we got to the restaurant he again came around the car to open the door for me, and we walked hand in hand, dressed all nicely, to the door. We were right on time for our reservations and the host took us to our table. We had a really good dinner, and we talked about ‘our future’ together for a while. He seemed to be fine with me wanting to take it slowly, much to my relief. I really liked him, but I sure as hell didn’t want to get into something too serious right now. I had veal parmesan, and he had steak, and we both thought our dinner was delicious.
“Want any dessert?” He asked me a few minutes after we finished our entrees.
I licked my lips and said, “I want you for dessert baby”, looking confidently at him.
A wide smile came onto his face, which of course was the only answer I would need. I figured I’d wait until after things had happened between us tonight to bring up Mitch.
He gladly paid the bill and walked me to the car. It was still pretty early, but I think from my dessert comment we both know where we were going from here. I laid my hand on his thigh, just gently rubbing on the drive home as our conversation became heavily flirtatious, and somewhat sexual. He led me out of the car to his door, and we exchanged a long, soft kiss the moment we got inside. After our kiss we could just look in each other’s eyes and see that we both lusted after each other equally, and we wanted to have our way with each other badly, and soon.
As we kissed, he took my hand and gently led us back to the big black leather couch in his living room. Pinning me down on the couch playfully, he nibbled on my neck lower and lower, until he got to the line where my dress started, and then he planted kisses all over my neck and above my chest as I just laid back and took in the beauty of his body and admired how much he cared about me. I reached with both arms around his back after un-tucking his shirt from his dress pants, as he had already laid his sport coat on a chair when we came into the house, and ran my hands up under his shirt, running my nails along his back gently.
My needy eyes said it all as our eyes momentarily made contact with each other’s. “I want you baby…Goddd you’re gorgeous” I muttered slowly through pinched lips as he reached around my back to undo my dress. I arched my back up in an effort to help him get it off, and just a little bit awkwardly he slid the dress off of me, and he stopped for a second just to let his eyes run over my body. I grinned as his eyes took me in, running my hands under his shirt softly still, pulling it up over his head and tossing it to the floor. With him propped up a foot or so above my body I let me eyes admire his six pack abs and I let out a needy moan, my face practically begging for his body.
He let out a soft but deep moan as he leaned down again to kiss me passionately, letting me feel the vibration of his moans in my mouth. Our tongues danced together in each other’s mouth as my hands lustfully made their way down his back, and around to the front of his pants, easily undoing the button on them as we continued to make-out like we hadn’t had each other in years. Our sloppy make-out session took just about a three second intermission as he propped up his body to help me get his pants off, hastily tugging at them trying to get them completely off with my feet after we started to kiss again.
His right hand slid down to my pussy, which was already obviously wet as he slid one finger, then two just barely inside, parting my lips just slightly. My nails scratching all over his back now a little bit harder, in an attempt to tell him just how badly I wanted him inside me, and now, and I began to thrust my hips upwards softly into him as he began to gently finger me. Our lips parted for a second and his kisses went down to my neck, aggressively kissing as with my help he took his boxers off over his nearly fully erect cock, and hovered it over my pussy as he stopped kissing me and stared intently down into my eyes with his face just about a foot above mine. “Please…oh Michael I need you…” I muttered almost under my breath but definitely loud enough for him to hear my desperation as the only thing I could think of was having his hard cock inside me.
He went down again to kiss my neck, nearly biting at it as he thrust his cock down into me, impaling me with his shaft, most of it immediately diving into me. I let out a loud shriek as he did, the feeling of fullness in my body overtaking me as he began to move his hips up and down in a slow rhythmic motion. Pressing down on my shoulders firmly, pinning me to the couch as he just ripped into me with no mercy as my loud moans and screams filled the entire house.
“God, you’re so fucking hot, Katie.” He said through a grunt and groan as his entire weight crashed down on my body as his cock forced into my tight pussy which gripped at his shaft each time more aggressively. I tried to say something, although I’m not sure what exactly, but I couldn’t as ecstasy and adrenaline was just rushing through my body intensely.
Deep, loud moans took over us both as I rocked my hips up into his thrusting cock, making his balls slap against my skin with each hard thrust. “I…I’m gonna..c..cuuuhh..cuumm.” He said, almost out of breath as his thrusts down into me got harder and faster each time.
“Ohhhh, Ohhh GOD, cum deep in me James MICHAELLLL.” I screamed as I felt the pleasure building up in my body and the pressure in every muscle in my body about to release. Hearing me get even louder just sent him wild, as he pounded my pussy with the length of his hard shaft, me screaming more loudly and sharply each and every time.
Me saying this made him drive his cock even harder into me, our hips crashing together hard with every thrust. My hands gripped his lower back tightly and I clenched my hands onto him hard, then they ran up his back as my nails started to scratch into his back as I started to lose control, my chest heaving from breathing so hard. “Uhhhh FUUUCKK YESSS MICHAEL YES YESS…YESSSSSSSS” I screamed out fiercely as my pussy tightened even more so, suddenly around his cock and I simultaneously heard him grunt loudly and he shot his first load of cum deep down into me, his hands still pressing down firmly onto my shoulders as he did.
I held him firmly onto me, as tight as I could as I was still bucking my hips up into his now still body. As I did, he continued to shoot hot, forceful loads of cum deep into me, as his body started to slowly collapse down onto my bare breasts. As his body fell onto mine, I locked my lips tightly with his and we exchanged a deep, very passionate kiss, my right hand now running through his hair, gripping onto it somewhat. Our orgasms both dying down, he lifted up off of me and slid beside me on the couch, putting his arm around mine, both of us still breathing heavier than normal, coming down from our simultaneous climaxes.
We instinctively leaned in to kiss each other again, rather softly and romantically this time. “Stay with me tonight honey.” He said, looking very seriously into my eyes. It wasn’t too late at the time, and it wasn’t a school night so I knew that my dad would be alright with it, although the thought that this was getting too serious too quickly again came into my mind. Nevertheless, I said that I would be more than happy to stay the night with him, and we proceeded up to his bedroom and cuddled in closely together, making out for just a couple minutes before we both fell asleep very quickly, my arm around him with our naked bodies nestled up against each other.
He woke up well before me, about 8 o’clock on that beautiful Sunday morning. He went into the bathroom, took a nice warm shower and got ready for the day, admiring my sleeping body from a distance; the covers pulled back a little showing my bare back. He had asked me on an earlier date what the best thing a guy could do for me sexually was, and I had casually answered that I really loved it when a guy woke me up orally.
He slowly walked over to me and moved the covers a little further over to the side of me than they already were, gently and as quietly as he could taking the blanket off of me. He could tell by my soft, quiet breathing that I was still sound asleep, my mouth open just a tiny bit as I lay on my back. Taking a hold of my left ankle as softly as he could, he picked it up slightly off the bed and moved it over a little, then did the same with the other leg, spreading my legs nicely for him. I was a very deep sleeper, so I was still sound asleep when he started to go to work on me.
He glanced over my beautiful naked body one last time before he went to lay down on the bed with his legs hanging off the end of the bed. He just had plaid boxers on, not that I could tell at the time, as I was asleep of course. He rubbed my inner thigh very, very softly--as soft as he possibly could--moving higher and higher, closer and closer to my pussy. His breath just slowly hit my pussy while he gently massaged my thighs, one hand on each side of me. I was still sleeping, although unconsciously I’m sure I was in some way aware of what was going on, as I let out just the softest of moans, my right arm moving slightly.
He wanted to bring me as close to orgasm as he could before I woke up, and hearing me make a little noise made him stop for a minute, just laying there watching me. Seeing that I wasn’t really that close to waking up, or having any idea what was going on, he moved his head back down a little to my pussy, licking just the outside of both sides of it, then letting his tongue slide just a tiny bit inside me. Hearing another very, very quiet noise from me he again pulled away, this time just millimeters from me, with his breath still hitting my thighs. Now just seconds later, he gently ran his tongue from the lips of my pussy up to my clit, ever so slowly and gently. As he did so, the pleasure was building up throughout my body, and it felt like I was in a dream now. Somehow I knew something special was happening, but in my mind I had no idea what it was. All I knew was that I wasn’t about to stop it.
His lips barely closed around my clit, sticking his tongue out a little to brush lightly against my clit, and then re-tracing his path back down to my pussy. He again inserted his tongue into me, this time a little deeper, before pulling it out once more and kissing all along my thighs, right up next to my pussy and then moving just slightly up and letting little tiny kisses fall repeatedly onto my clit, with his lips barely even touching me.
I let out another moan, a little bit more loudly this time, and it actually started to wake me up somewhat. My moan was a little longer now, and I moved around a little, almost as if I didn’t want to be bothered, although that’s not at all what I meant and he knew it. He could hear my moans escalate and become steadier, even as I still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on. He kissed my pussy and then drove his tongue deep into me, then out, and then back again, tracing my lips as he went down on me. His nose rubbed up gently on my clit as he did so, and I suddenly snapped out of my sleep, letting out a little shriek at that moment.
My sudden movements, knowing I was awake, made him move from tongue-fucking my pussy up to massaging my clit nicely. Loud moans now escaped my mouth as I reached out with both hands at my side, gripping the bed sheets tightly. Much more quickly now I could feel the wetness rushing to my pussy, the pleasure quickly mounting. He then ran his tongue once more from my clit to my pussy, then back up again, before closing his lips firmly around my clit and roughly flicking his tongue on it continuously.
His tongue lapping at my clit just sent me over the edge nearly immediately. I wasn’t even in the frame of mind to form words, let alone sentences, and I just let out wild moans meaning nothing in particular other than that I was completely loving the moment. He moved his mouth back down to my pussy, catching all of my gushing juices as I began to orgasm. “Mmmm, Ohhh, YESSSS…YESSS” came out of my mouth in the form of a very loud mumble. My juices gushed out over his lips and a little onto his chin as I started to come down from my heavenly feeling and started to realize where I actually was and what exactly was going on.
He scooted up beside me on the bed to lay beside me, kissing me playfully as I brushed a finger against his chin, and then put it to his mouth for him to taste me one more time.
“Mmm” he moaned in approval as my finger brushed against his lips.
“You’re amazing”, I simply said in return, looking into his eyes directly before moving in close again to more passionately kiss him.
He just grinned in return, loving my accolades. “Go get a shower honey; I’ll go make us some breakfast.” “Wow”, I thought. He was really treating me like a princess, and I wasn’t about to complain. As I stepped into the shower again the thoughts of what I was originally supposed to accomplish tonight re-entered my brain. I took a nice long, hot shower, fully waking myself up and getting ready for the day. Thinking about how I was going to ask him, I decided that I would have to just bring it up at breakfast if I ever wanted this to go anywhere. Why was I so nervous anyways? “This shouldn’t be so hard”, I told myself as I stepped out of the shower and began drying off.
With my clothes still downstairs from last night, I stepped out of the bathroom with just my towel around my body. I walked down the hallway and took the left turn into his kitchen, quietly sneaking up behind him as he was getting breakfast ready and wrapping my arms around him as I kissed his neck. “I don’t have any clothes here, loser…I gotta go put on what I was wearing last night…good breakfast attire, huh?” I asked playfully as I went over into the living room, dropping my towel to the ground as he looked over at me. He whistled as I did, and I just winked back at him before slipping on last night’s dress and walking over to the dining room. He had already set the table, and just as I got there he presented me with a plate of scrambled eggs, hash browns, and bacon.
“Hope this is alright, I wasn’t planning on getting to cook breakfast for such a hot girl this morning.” He said to me as we both took our seats at the table, me in my dress looking silly, and him in an Abercrombie t-shirt and torn jeans.
“Mmm this is good babe; you’re a pretty damn good chef. I could get used to this treatment, ya know?” I said as I looked into his eyes after taking a couple bites.
“Well thank ya cutie. Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah, you wore me out last night” I replied with a wink and a chuckle.
“Ha! If I could wear you out babe, I’d be very proud of myself”
“Then be proud of yourself Michael” I said, as we both continued to eat our breakfast.
After our cute little exchange reminiscing about last night, there were a few moments of silence as I thought about how to bring up the threesome thing.
He looked right at me for a second, seeming like he was deep in thought and he said to me, “Something’s on your mind babe, what is it?”
Goddamn, was I this easy to see through? ‘I guess I must really suck at poker’, I thought to myself as I thought about how he just knew that something was going on, and the fact that Mitchell knew the same thing a couple days earlier. I stopped eating for a second, put my elbows on the table, and looked right at him. “Well, babe, would you be offended if I asked you to do something that’s kinda well…none of my business?” ‘None of my business?’ What the hell was that, of course it was my business—well, not really, but you know what I mean, why couldn’t I just get to the point?
“Katie Elizabeth, you know you can ask me anything you want.”
“I know but it’s just awkward…” I went on, with him still having no idea what I was talking about.
“WHAT’S awkward, baby...” he asked me, almost a little impatiently but caringly as he moved his hands across the table to touch mine, now both of us taking a break from our food.
“Well you know Mitch?” I asked him, still very vaguely.
“Uh-huh”, he simply replied. Somehow I thought he knew what I was about to ask, but I’d just have to go ahead and say it.
“Well, Michael. I was thinking, and ya know how we were kinda joking about the whole threesome thing with him?”
Without hardly pausing, he replied, “I’ll do it honey.” With a smile as he held my hands, squeezing lightly as he maintained eye contact with me. “See, now you didn’t have anything to be nervous about, did you?” he added.
“I suppose I didn’t…did I mention that you’re like…really hot?” I said, trying to change the subject that I brought up, out of my own nervousness.
The playful flirting went on from there, until we were done with breakfast and it was about 11 o’clock Sunday morning and I decided that I needed to get back to my house and let my dad know where the hell I was all night. I hadn’t called him, and I was sure that he figured it out, but I was always honest with him and wanted him to know where I was. So, I went back home and explained everything to my dad. Well, everything except the threesome part, I wasn’t sure that I would ever tell him about that.
Over the next week, I arranged with Mitch and Mike to get together sometime on Saturday. We decided that it would be best to maybe watch a game or play pool or something first, to let them get to know each other a little, and make sure they were comfortable with it. I knew that starting it would be awkward, but I guess I would leave that to them when the moment came. We settled on 8:00 Saturday night to meet up.
I woke up just a little after noon on Saturday morning. I rolled over, pulled the covers over me and rubbed my head softly as I was a little hung-over from some Friday night partying. I had been out with some friends the night before, and I was just slightly feeling the effects of it, but it certainly could have been worse. After finally getting out of bed and getting a shower, I decided to go for a little jog, wearing a white tank top and light pink gym shorts.
The jog helped to relieve most of my headache, but I again hopped in the shower to finish off the job. This time I took one of my infamous cold showers, which practically everyone else I knew hated with a passion. I just loved to cool off quickly like that after working up a sweat. After the shower I put on a short-sleeved golf shirt with my school emblem on it, and a denim skirt. I thought that I would probably ‘dress-up’ for them later, but I would cross that bridge when I came to it.
The rest of the day I spent relaxing for the most part, just putting the finishing touches on a school project for English class. Of course I also kept thinking about what would happen that night, and I was excited as well as nervous in a way about it. I just hoped that the two guys wouldn’t hate each other, and we would all get along well, not only sexually, although that’s what the main event of the night would most likely be. I hoped it would be the thing I would remember about the night, anyway.
Mitch called and asked if he could come over a little early, and of course I didn’t mind. He showed up just a little after seven, and we flirted like we always did before Mike got there, but there seemed to be just a little bit of nervousness between us the whole time, but more so as the eight o’clock hour approached. Mike called me to tell me he was about ten minutes away just a few minutes before eight.
“Are you nervous?” I asked Mitch, biting my lip a little after I did and looking down slightly before looking back up at him.
He paused for just a second before he answered, “A little, not gonna lie. But don’t get me wrong, I’m really excited too, just don’t know what to expect, ya know?”
I could tell from the tone of his voice that he was both excited and nervous, as he sounded like a little kid going through puberty. I just nodded in return, as we watched TV in silence for the last five minutes before the doorbell rang. I looked over at Mitch anxiously as my heart started to beat faster and I got up to get the door. Mitch got up and followed behind me at a little distance to be polite as I opened the door, smiling and giving Mike a soft hug.
“Come on in babe” I said, trying to sound confident although I really wasn’t at the time. “Mike, this is Mitch. Mitchell, Michael.” I continued as I looked back and forth at them as they exchanged what looked like a confident handshake. I tried to come up with some cute remark, but couldn’t really, and just said, “Well guys, wanna go chill for a little bit and play some pool downstairs and put the game on?” That was my plan in my mind anyway, and they agreed to it.
We each sipped on some wine as we played a little mini pool tournament downstairs. None of us were that good really, I was probably the best since I was the only one that had a table, but it wasn’t too noticeable. All three of us engaged in some pretty casual conversation as the Tigers were playing the Orioles in the background on the big screen. I started to get really nervous after we’d played a few games as to who was going to, or how the real reason we were there would be brought up. “Well at least they don’t seem repulsed by each other” I thought to myself, although at the same time I told myself that I needed to stop thinking in negative terms, and really just enjoy the night.
Before I could really even process that thought though, my whole mindset changed completely as Mike very carefully and nervously said, “Well guys….I think we all know why we’re here but we’re afraid to bring it up, no?”
I looked at Mitch, then at Mike and grinned as I suddenly seemed to gain some confidence and said, “Huh? What do you mean Mike?”
For a second it seemed like he thought I was serious, then he laughed a little and I spoke up again, saying, “Oh….You mean that you’re both here to fuck my brains out and give me the night of my life?”
I heard Mitch chuckle as well as Mike replied with a huge grin, “Yeah, that.”
“Last chance to get out of it guys.” I said playfully to both of them. They both nodded their approval and looked at each other, then at me.
“Come on.” I cheerfully said, as I nearly skipped ahead, taking one of each of their hands in mine, and nearly jogging up the steps to the kitchen, then through the living room, and up another flight of stairs to my room. “Wait here, I’ll be right back” I said, as I went into the bathroom to change. I had laid out a matching pair of black lacy boyshorts and a bra to change into, as I had of course planned out the night many times over in my mind. I felt sexy and confident in black, and that’s what it would be tonight.
“Mmm, look at that sexy thing.” Mitch said seductively as I walked into the room and stopped for a second to pose in the doorway, one hand on the side of it and the other on the top of the doorframe.
“Pretty delicious if I do say so myself” Mike went on, both of their sets of eyes running up and down my body lustfully.
I walked slowly and as seductively as I could over to them. They were both sitting beside each other on my bed when I walked in, but both stood up when I entered the room. Getting within breathing distance of them, I first went over to Mike and ran a finger down his chest. “Sit down on the bed guys” I said with a little wink as I pushed them both playfully to the bed, before walking over to my radio and putting on a nice song I could do a lap dance to. I honestly hadn’t planned to do this, but it popped into my head in the moment, and I knew that CD was in my CD player, so I thought I would just go with my instincts. I hadn’t exactly practiced dancing to this song, but I was confident and hey—I’d never had anyone complain about a lap dance before. I didn’t think tonight would be a first in that category, either.
With the song just starting, I made my way over to the side of the bed, which was pretty high giving them a nice angle to stare at me, which they clearly had no problem doing. I started the dance off slowly, just lowering myself down a little bit, turning around and moving my hips smoothly right in front of them. Mike reached out to touch my back right above my panty line, but I quickly turned and slapped his hand off of me, playfully saying, “No touching”, with a sly grin.
He chuckled and said, “Well yes Ma’am” as he and Mitch both moved their hands to their sides, keeping them off of me as they would do if it was a real lap dance at a club. I loved getting both of them aroused at the same time, and I could already see bulges in both of their jeans, so I continued the dance by getting lower and nearly rubbing my ass against their jeans, coming just a couple centimeters from them.
They both just sat there, staring up and down my body continually, and I think all three of us loved every second of it. I really wanted to turn them on now, as if they weren’t already turned on enough, and I bent my knees more, nearly to the ground as I faced them and reached behind my back, unclasping my bra and letting it fall down. Mike actually caught it, and laid it beside him on the bed, looking over at Mitch for just a second but his eyes were entirely focused on me and he didn’t even notice. I actually heard Mitchell swallow hard as my bra dropped, his eyes staring right at my chest.
I stood in front of both of them, moving a finger from each hand down both of their chests, over their shirts. I then moved to Mitch with both hands and put them under his shirt, slowly taking it off over his head as the music continued to play in the background. Looking him over for a few seconds and licking my lips, I moved my attention over to Mike. I did the same to him that I did to Mitch, removing his shirt over his head. I stepped back for just a second and let my eyes trail over both of their gorgeous bodies, taking in both of their six pack abs as both of them continued to take in my body as well.
As they continued their silence with just the music on a fairly low level, I knelt down in front of both of them on the bed, moving my hands up to Mike as Mitch watched intently. I ran a couple fingers over his jeans, teasing his already fairly erect cock. I got the button undone, and carefully unzipped his jeans, as he lifted up a little so I could start to pull them down. Rather quickly I got them down to his ankles, and then moved back a little so I could pull them completely off of him.
Before touching him again, I went over to Mitch and did the same thing, as I could see the much defined outline of both of them pointing upwards in their boxers. I looked up at them and grinned, very much seeing definite approval in their eyes. I let my right hand go to Mike and my left hand go to Mitch, and with my index finger I traced the outline of their cock very gently, then moved both hands to Mitch, moving my face closer as I began to work his boxers off of him, smiling widely as I got them to the floor and took them completely off of him.
It didn’t seem like either of them were awkward, rather they were just completely enjoying what was happening to both of them as if I was the only other one in the room, although I did catch them glancing over at each other carefully, almost like they didn’t want the other one to see. Seeing that they were comfortable, I decided to leave Mike’s boxers on, watching him grow through the fabric as I concentrated on Mitch for a little bit, my mouth so close to his cock that he could feel the hot breath hitting his skin, as two of my fingers slid down the ever so sensitive underside of his shaft, tickling his balls on my way down. I closed my lips around his balls very softly, just barely letting my tongue hit them as his now fully erect cock stood nicely at attention. I let my tongue run up the underside of his shaft as I moved back upwards from his balls, hearing a little shivered moan from him as I did.
When I heard that, I knew that my job was temporarily done, although I’m sure he was begging for me to continue in his mind. I left him there fully erect, and it was almost as if both of them knew I wanted to do the work, as it seemed as if both of them struggled not to touch their cock when I wasn’t solely concentrating on them. Moving over to Mike, I moved my mouth over his cock and actually moved down a little, but never letting my lips more than tickle his cock as I moaned lightly and let the vibrations run down his shaft and through the rest of his body. As I teased him with my lips, just barely touching his shaft them, I reached my right hand up to his balls and just gently fondled them as Mitch actually turned to watch, his cock still fully erect.
Mike and Mitch glanced at each other and must have whispered something, as Mike reached down and practically pulled me up roughly onto the bed. He turned over to lay down flat on the bed, and somewhat forcibly pulled me on top of him, and I knelt over him. Mike pulled my knees back to him a little bit so my hips hovered over his cock as I looked down intently into his eyes. Mitch moved behind us as Mike pulled my hips down onto him, the head of his cock parting the lips of my pussy and driving down smoothly yet firmly into it as he continued to pull me down onto him. I moved my knees up even further towards his shoulders and pointed my ass up in the air as best I could for Mitch to enter as he knelt over us.
Mitch being a few inches taller than me made it an easier angle for him to enter me, as he put both of his hands on my ass cheeks and gripped them firmly, pushing forward and pulling apart slightly as he knelt further behind me on the bed and positioned his cock for entry into my very tight asshole. Squeezing my ass very firmly, he rested the head of his cock on my asshole.
I took a very deep breath and let it out, preparing my mind for what was about to happen. There just wasn’t any way I could want this more, but I had never even tested myself with toys or anything like this, and honestly didn’t know how my body would handle it. Nevertheless, I was ready, and I wanted it.
With all of the thoughts running through my mind, Mitch started to move his hips forward, pressing his cock into my asshole slowly, being gentle but firm as he did. I couldn’t really thrust my hips in any direction as I felt completely full, too full really, but I loved the painful, yet pleasurable feeling of Mitch filling my asshole as Mike’s shaft drove into my pussy.
Mike started to thrust his hips upward, and I bounced a little on his cock to help, but it still drove up into me with incredible force, about half coming out and then driving back deep each time. I could hear both of them grunting and moaning as now Mitchell too started to thrust his cock deeper into me. Both my asshole and my pussy being filled completely, I let out hard moans and screams as I couldn’t think of anything to say, but I loved every second of them just taking over control of my body.
Mitch spread my ass cheeks even wider as he started to pound my tight asshole, grunting with every forceful thrust of his shaft deep into me. I felt pleasure rush through my body like I had never felt before; it was like a huge shot of adrenaline just engulfed my body, as I let out some of the loudest moans of my life. It hurt, but that was the last thing on my mind, as the pleasure and adrenaline more than made up for the pain.
I couldn’t believe how good I felt, how amazing the feeling of 15 inches of cock in my body felt as my moans got louder and louder, I felt like I had no control over my body and I just gave up to them, letting them control me as they held me there; Mitch’s hands on my ass cheeks and Mike’s holding firmly onto my upper thighs. The feeling was unbelievable, and already I felt my incredibly soaked pussy start to feel like orgasm was very close, and I gripped onto the sheets like I was holding on for my life.
Mike thrust his cock up into me wildly, and Mitch fucked my ass relentlessly as both of them were about to burst their loads into me. Fucking me wildly, they both let out huge moans and Mike let go first, blasting a powerful load of cum deep into my pussy. Mitch was only a second or two behind, bursting into me with just as much if not more power. It felt so fucking good, I couldn’t hold back as I felt both of them erupt wildly into me, and I just let go, my pussy and asshole tightening incredibly around both of their shafts. “OHHHHH FUCKKK….FUCKKKK” I just screamed incredibly loudly, as I struggled just to stay in the same position I was in, gripping so hard at the sheets, arching my back as I couldn’t control anything, cumming hard onto Mike’s cock, squirting and gushing out so much that it covered both of them. “AHHHHH FUUUUUUCKKKK HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT” I continued to scream out, as my orgasm continued and their cum flowed through me, their flows just starting to let up now as all three of us breathed so hard, almost panting as we struggled to catch our breath, and Mitch pulled out of me first, practically collapsing on the bed.
I then moved up off of Mike, looking both of their bodies over and lying down next to Mitch on the bed, my chest still heaving. “Wow…you guys…are awesome.” I said ecstatically with a huge smile on my face as we all lay exhausted on the bed.
We were all so tired and exhausted that we just laid there and all went to sleep without saying anything more, all three of us asleep in just minutes. We woke up the next morning and talked about it, and we all agreed that it was absolutely AMAZING. We planned to do it again sometime, and I couldn’t wait.
(I know the ending sucks, any suggestions?)
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