Tonight was the night. I had a feeling something important was going to happen between Ryan, me, and our third. The first few times she was in our home, we talked, and the most we ever did was kiss. The week prior, I texted to her that the next time we got together, I would be ready; I would ravage her; I wanted to taste her.
I’d been preparing all week for this anticipated night. Down below, I was shaved flawlessly, even got Ryan to inspect for straggling hairs, then used cocoa butter to smooth out my skin. I made sure my body was entirely fresh and smelling good.
Before she arrived, Ryan and I took a few shots of rum, but it didn’t kick in. Still sober, I hugged her when she came in and walked with her to the kitchen. Ansy, I do not remember much of the conversation, but we did talk for a while before moving to our bedroom. She sat on one of the sofa chairs across from me as I sat on the couch. “Come sit by me,” I coaxed her. She got up to sit by me. The skirt she was wearing was long and tight. All I could think about was the last time she was here when she wore a short summer dress and sitting on that same sofa chair; I was sitting on the floor eye level to her crotch as she sat Indian-style with the hem of her skirt conveniently pull over her thighs. Back then (two weeks ago) I was nervous to look; I didn’t want to appear perverted. I did, however, steal a few glances in between as I faked looking around the room. Tonight, I, myself, wore a short spaghetti-strap dress with no bra or panties underneath. I knew I was ready. I was hoping she was pantiless under her skirt, too.
She moved to the floor and said she wanted to face me when we talked, so I followed and sat across from her, my knees touching hers. “Can I tell you something?” She nodded her head. “When we first met and I didn’t know you very well yet, I had a lot of boundaries. But as I got to know you, I started to like you as a person. I began to trust you. Ryan and I trust you. With this trust, my boundaries have been loosened. I used to tell him, ‘If anything ever happens with another woman, I don’t want you touching or feeling her, I don’t even want you to look at her.’ Now, I have this woman here, you, who I trust will respect my wishes and has gained my trust.” I was being sincere and it was such a relief to feel that uncertainly about her being lifted off my shoulders. If anything happened between all of us, I wanted to let her know that she had done right by me and I could concentrate on enjoying my new found sexuality.
The week before she’d been sending me her favorite songs to download for my “Losing My Girlginity” playlist. Yes, I’m still a little sentimental in that way. I hooked up my phone to the computer and got the music going. I went to the bathroom to put my hair up in a bun with a chopstick. When I came back in the room, the lights were off except for the nightlights and the glow of my screensaver She took my hand. “Come dance with me.” We moved slowly and rhythmically to whatever song was playing, I can’t even remember. I held her close to me as she put her hand on my waist. Our breasts touched as we swayed. I move my hand over the curve of her ass and squeezed.
I could smell the shampoo in her hair and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I moved her hair out of her face and began to kiss her neck, then slowly up her cheek, and finally to her lips. I stopped dancing and slid my tongue in her mouth. For weeks, she had been sending me clothed pics, nude pics, pussy pics. I didn’t want to appear chauvinistic, but I wanted to see her tits. I reached for her shirt. As she lifted her arms for me to pull it off, I saw she was wearing a sports bra underneath. I took that off too and tossed it onto the floor. I cupped both hands around her breasts and squeezed gently. I kissed her on the mouth again, my tongue delicately licking her lips before I moved her to the edge of the bed and told her to sit; she obeyed. I kissed her some more, grabbed her breasts some more.
I waited as she moved up toward the head of the bed before I started kissing her again. Her lips were soft. Her face, unlike Ryan’s, was smooth of course. She took the chopstick out of my hair and let my hair cascade down around us. “I love all this hair,” she said. I lightly nibbled on her lower lip. I released her and moved to her earlobe.
Ryan was sitting off to the side of the bed watching our every movements. As I laid her down she positioned herself sideways and opened her thighs and exposed herself to him. I gathered her skirt higher and higher until I reached the bottom. Both she and I seemed to make sure Ryan got a clear view of what we were doing.
It was time. I moved my hand down her body, over her belly, to her thighs. Carefully, I reached between her legs to feel for panties. She wasn’t wearing any. Instinctively I put my hands between her legs and felt her wetness. It’s as if she was oozing out pussy juices. My fingers came away sleek and shiny. She moaned softly in my ear, quietly at first. I butterflied her lips open and rubbed the very outside of her lips. My fingers were soaked. She reached for my hand and brought it up to her mouth. I watched intently as she put my fingers deep in her mouth and slowly sucked it dry.
“Oh, shit,” I found myself saying. I wanted to touch her pussy more. She let go of my hand and I circled her clit with my finger as the tip of another one lingered on her lips. She writhed beneath me, her hips were restless, letting me know she wanted more than just fingers on her pussy. Her moaning intensified. She grabbed the pillows around her head and gasped loudly. I pulled away to look at her.
“Oh, my God…I just came!” I had barely touched her, and I didn’t even penetrate her.
“You did!? I wish you would tell me next time!” I wasn’t mad. It turned me on that I could do this to a woman. I relished in the fact that I made her cum from kissing and touching the outside of her lips. But I wanted badly to have my fingers in her pussy and feel her clench and release over and over as she came.
She was breathless and sat up at the edge of the bed again. “I gotta take a break! You guys spend time with each other,” she said as she excused herself to go to the restroom.
Still tickled at the thought of her cumming, I told Ryan to stand up and began to suck his dick. I loved feeling his meat in my mouth, and quickly remembered the texture, the thickness, the different sensation it could give me that a woman can’t. I heard her behind me. “Suck that cock,” she whispered to me. “Suck it, Venice,” she repeated. I was only happy to do so. I moved my head greedily, up and down, taking his dick all the way in. It’s as if I was showing off for her, and with my movements and enthusiasm I was saying, “Look what else I can do!” I wanted to please both her AND him, to give them both sexual attention while being the center of theirs. I felt the bed shift behind me as she moved my hair and started kissing on my neck, Ryan’s dick still in my mouth. I sat up on the bed and felt her tits on my back. She moved her hand onto my thigh as Ryan fingered my pussy. I got on my hands and knees on the bed and engulfed Ryan’s dick as he stood at the edge of the bed. She stayed behind me and started licking my pussy. I was surprised at how fast I felt a cum sensation built up in me. I felt her warm tongue bring out an amazing orgasm very quickly. I cried out as her face was buried in my ass and pussy.
She looked directly at Ryan. “Oh, my God… is she a squirter?” We all laughed, but I was actually excited that I squirted on her face. I was eager to taste her again. I turned around and started kissing her. She lay down and I was on all fours on top of her again. Ryan got to the edge of the bed and started eating my pussy… while I was eating hers. It was a fantasy that had finally come true! We both moaned as we both had eager mouths between our legs. I put a finger in her and sucked on her clit. My mouth and face were wet with her juices. I swirled my finger in her warm hole, feeling her walls squeeze around me. She gasped loudly. I knew she came again.
She reached down and suck my fingers a second time. I couldn’t get enough of that. I started to kiss her again, laying her back down to feel her breasts in my mouth. Her nipples were hard between my teeth. I rubbed my fingers around, playing with her pussy more, This time sliding a finger in and out, in and out. Her moans of ecstasy were loud and frenzied. I called Ryan over to me. “Oh, fuck… look how wet she is.” I fingered her slowly, hearing the smacking sounds from her wetness inches away from my face. “She’s so fucking sexy, isn’t she?” I felt like she was on the edge of cumming again. I licked slowly, sliding my finger deep.
Soon she grabbed my wrist and motioned for me to stop. Her back arched up as she gasped. “This is like the 5th time I came!” I slowed down. For all I know she really could have came multiple times without me realizing it. Her clit was swollen, her pussy was dripping down to her ass, and it was exciting to touch. “I want to see you get fucked,” she breathed excitedly.
Ryan still had his pants unzipped from me sucking his cock but this time he pulled them all the way off. He positioned my ass over the side of the bed and stuck his dick inside me from behind. I gasp as I felt it slide inside my body and continued to lick her pussy. Another fantasy come true! I squealed as I was getting pleasure on both ends. Ryan, only partially erect, had to force his cock back and forth inside my pussy. “Damn I love your tight pussy.”
“Let me see how tight she is,” she said as she sat up and moved around to the back of me to watch his dick penetrate inside me. Ryan then pulled his dick out so she could feel my tight pussy with her fingers. As she went down to eat me out from behind, Ryan moved in front of me and I began sucking my juices off his dick.
After enjoying the sensation of a cock in my mouth and a woman eating me out for a few minutes I decided I wanted to straddle our third. I turned around and climbed over her, wrapping my legs around her body from the top. I started pumping my hips onto her. “Grind your pussy on me,” she whispered. I felt my clit ring rubbing back and forth on her pussy lips and thighs. Just then I felt Ryan’s tongue exploring my holes and sucking my lips. He moved around us, licking and nibbling on different parts of my body. I moved down to look at her pussy again. It was thrilling to finally see one up close after only seeing videos and pictures. Seeing it live was completely different. I put my fingers in her again and kept saying how sexy it was. She put her legs over me and we ended up in a 69 position. I pulled her hips down and sucked on her. Ryan moved closer to her and started giving her orders to suck my lips, lick my clit, and stick her tongue inside me.
She and I came again before stopping for the night.
As we lay in bed nude, with our dresses pulled up and our tops off, it felt good being in the middle of what I desired most. A man and woman at the same time. I could have laid there forever.
For me, this experience was something that I felt I’d been missing. Getting the opportunity to live out a fantasy of being with a woman and having a threesome with her and Ryan was something I knew I needed to add to my sexual experiences. It wasn’t a one-time occurrence to test out. It was a yearning something that had been laying dormant for years. And as soon as she left, I knew I wanted to do it all again.