3 comments/ 21101 views/ 21 favorites Three Shots By: lamoureuse That last shot of Jameson's was a mistake. So were the two before that. I was feeling pretty wobbly – so I went to the Ladies Room to splash some cold water on my face. The situation at the table was getting a bit intense. Barry and I had been kissing, our hands roaming over thighs under the table, when a beautiful, lithe young woman dragged a chair over, sat down and introduced herself. She told us in a throaty, posh English accent that her name was Julianne and that we were a sexy couple. Then she called the waitress and ordered a round of whiskey shots. Sliding her chair up next to mine, she started to play with my hair, saying that she loved the curls and the color. I told her I liked her long, silky straight dark brown hair. She sighed and said something about always wanting what we don't have. Then I felt her hand roaming my right thigh. It wasn't subtle. She pushed her palm up under my skirt and her fingers massaged my leg through the fishnet stockings I was wearing. Leaning close to my ear, she breathed "I love fishnets – but doesn't it feel great when you taken them off?" Barry asked Julianne if she was alone. She replied that she'd been on a blind date that was a disaster, so she did a runner and wandered in to this place. "What happened – what was wrong with him?" I asked. She turned her wide, dark brown eyes toward me and stared for a long moment. So long I almost thought she didn't hear me. The look she gave me was full of sensuality. Breaking eye contact with me for a moment, she looked at my lips, licking hers unconsciously then returned to my eyes. Finally, she replied. "No chemistry -- none at all. Don't you hate that?" Without waiting for a reply, she continued, her eyes never leaving my face: "I have more chemistry with you, actually. A lot more." Barry moved his chair closer to me on the other side, and his hand slid up my other thigh. I turned to look at him, his eyes were heavy-lidded and he had an alert stillness that made me realize how seriously turned on he was. "Who wouldn't? She's hot, isn't she?" Barry asked. Julianne smiled a rather dirty little smile and said to him: "Yes. Yes, she is. You, mate, are a lucky man." "That's funny..." I said, "Because I'm feeling pretty lucky, myself, right about now." Just then, the shots arrived. We each took one and naturally waited for Julianne to make the toast. She hesitated for a moment, and then a naughty grin broke out across her generous mouth. "To luck – and new experiences." She said suggestively. Then she knocked the Jameson's back in one swallow – gasping only a little as she slammed the empty glass upside down on the table. Barry and Julianne both looked at me expectantly. I followed suit – slamming back the entire shot in one smooth motion, likewise jamming the empty glass down on the table. The burning liquid coursed down my throat, and I gasped aloud, feeling the heat flare briefly and then subside. This was going to be an eventful night. "New experiences – I'll definitely drink to that." Barry said, as he did the same. "What are your names?" Julianne asked. I did the honors, first introducing Barry and then placing a hand against my breastbone, I told her my name. "You are gorgeous, darling. Simply stunning." Then she leaned over and placed a lingering kiss on my cheek. Her hand squeezed my thigh. As she drew away, she looked first at me, and then Barry. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked him. "Are you kidding? I could watch that all night." Barry said, without the slightest hint of laughter in his voice. I felt the heat rushing through my body, pooling between my thighs. The Jameson's was like an accelerant -- doing its work well, because I felt a rush of heady adrenaline coursing through me. It amplified my sexual energy and dampened my inhibitions. I turned toward Barry and said: "You'd only watch? That seems like a waste." I pursed my lips together in a deliberately provocative pout. The look on Barry's face as he registered my meaning was a study in barely contained excitement. "Oh bravo!" Julianne replied. "I knew I liked you. This is really getting interesting now. Where's that waitress..." Twenty more minutes of playful conversation full of sexual innuendo and two more shots of whiskey followed. During that time, both Barry and Julianne seemed to be competing for who could turn me on more. Julianne's small but perky breasts were pressed into my arm, her left arm draped across the back of my chair, as she recounted the humorous stories of her bad date. We all laughed a bit too loud and long, because our bodies were tensed and eager for some kind of release. But laughter wasn't the release we truly wanted, so it only served to increase our collective arousal. Barry moved the hand that I had resting on his leg up and over slightly so that I could feel his growing erection. I felt a fresh flood of wetness in my panties, and a delicious shiver went down my spine. My face felt hot, and I knew that if I didn't move, we'd end up engaging in some public display right there. So I abruptly excused myself and escaped to the Ladies Room. As soon as I had applied the cold water to my overheated cheeks, I regretted leaving Barry and Julianne alone. She was drop-dead beautiful and exactly his type. I looked at my reflection in the mirror as I blotted my skin dry with paper towels. What the hell was I thinking? She was younger than me, tall and slim as a reed, and very smart and sexy. Just as I was thinking that I'd better get my ass back to the table, the Ladies Room door burst open and Julianne rushed in. I turned away from the mirror to look at her, the word "hi" had barely formed on my lips, when she walked straight up to me, took my face in both hands and kissed me full on the mouth. I was too stunned for a moment to react. I felt her soft, full lips moving against mine. It was so sexy. With no conscious thought, I responded in kind, kissing her back with the same slow sensuality. Kissing a woman is different than kissing a man. There is a soft equality to it – a highly eroticized tenderness. Our lips didn't bruise, and there was no rough stubble to abrade my cheek or chin. Her kisses were probing, teasing – completely alluring rather than invasive. It was they height of sensuality. I understood why men felt their primal instincts awaken when kissing a woman. It made me almost wish that I had something to thrust inside her. She must have felt the same way. Her mouth forced mine open and her tongue wasn't teasing as it pushed into mine. She stepped even closer and pressed her lean hips against my lower body. One of her hands was suddenly cupping my breast, kneading gently as her fingertips danced across my hardening nipple. "God..." she murmured against my mouth, "Your tits are so much bigger than mine. I can't wait to put my mouth on them." Realizing suddenly that we were in a public rest room, I gently disengaged from her and took a couple of steps away. "Wow." I said, laughing. "I wasn't expecting that." I said. "Weren't you? I was. The moment I saw you and your sexy boyfriend I knew what I wanted. Have you two ever been with another girl before?" She reached for me again, her fingers toying with my hair. Her body was just inches from mine and it was impairing my ability to think clearly. "Not yet –but we've discussed it." I said. I couldn't stop smiling, because all I could imagine is what was currently going through Barry's head at that moment. "Well, I think we should go to my hotel and see what happens. What do you think?" "I think that's an extraordinary idea...but..." I equivocated. Inside, though, I knew I wanted it. My eyes roamed over Julianne, noting her flat, tanned tummy and the gleam of a navel piercing where her camisole didn't meet the top of her low-rise jeans. I noticed her long, lean legs and how her skin glowed with health. I looked again at her wide, well-shaped mouth and realized I wanted to kiss her again; that I wanted to feel that mouth roaming over my body... perhaps while Barry held me down. "Is that a yes?" She asked, slowly leaning into me, a sexy grin breaking across her lips. "Yes, that is a yes." My voice sounded very deep and breathy, even to me. Her mouth swept down and claimed mine again. She was pressing me into the sink, her hands gripping the cool porcelain behind me. Our kisses were slow, but hard. She sucked my lower lip into her mouth, making me moan a little. As I opened my eyes, I saw her watching my face. She smiled naughtily, shifting her stance a little as she took my face in her hands again. Her tongue shot out and traced the bow of my upper lip. Julianne made an "mmm" sound as her mouth again came down hard on mine. I kissed her back with equal fervor. She groaned a bit as she reluctantly raised her head. Still holding my face, she looked into my eyes and ground out through her teeth: "I'm going to make you feel so good..." She then rained a trail of kisses down my chin and the front of my throat. I was breathless. Finally, I whispered: "I can't wait to see Barry's expression when we tell him." We both began to laugh. "He'll feel like he's won the Lottery!" She quipped. She really was adorable. We left the Ladies Room together. Julianne grabbed my hand and pulled my arm through hers and we giggled like schoolgirls as we walked back to the table where Barry was waiting. By our cozy posture, he already knew. His expression didn't seem to change, but I noted that his eyes darkened perceptibly. Standing up, he drew a handful of bills from his wallet and put them down on the table. He helped me with my coat, drawing me back against him and pressing his lips to my ear as he whispered: "If this is what I think it is, you are a fucking fantasy come true." Turning around to face him, I leaned up to kiss him softly. "Oh yeah, this is definitely what you think it is. Happy fucking birthday and merry fucking Christmas, baby doll." As Julianne had done, Barry took my face in both hands and kissed me hard, right there. She gave us both a little shove, saying: "Hey, save some for later, yeah?!" In the taxi, I found myself again in the middle. I laughed inwardly at how that seemed to be the natural assumption in many ways. In deference to the driver, we all contained ourselves during the short ride to the hotel. Our hands were the only perpetrators of naughtiness; we took advantage of the darkness to let them silently wander over one another – but no one spoke. Barry paid the taxi as Julianne and I stepped out. She whispered in my ear that she couldn't wait to taste me, her tongue darting quickly into the sensitive folds. My panties were drenched. Passing through the hotel entrance, she gave the doorman a bright smile and wished him goodnight as she whisked us to the elevators. Since we weren't alone in the car, we remained quiet during the rapid ascent, but the very air between us crackled with electricity. As the bell chimed on the 20th floor, Julianne said brightly "This is us, guys." And fairly shoved me out in front of her, looking back to ensure that Barry was following. "Have no fear..." He said humorously. "There's no way you're going to lose me tonight." Julianne and I were giggling nervously by the time we reached her door. She fumbled with the cardkey and then triumphantly pushed the door open, her arm sweeping wide in a gesture of welcome. Barry whistled, looking around appreciatively and said: "Nice room!" She carelessly threw her slouchy handbag on the sofa as we took in the scale and elegance of the large suite she occupied. She shrugged. "Yeah, whatever. Family business. What can I get you?" "No more whiskey for me – that's for sure. Could I just have some water, if it's not too much trouble?" I asked. Spinning around, Julianne pulled me into her arms. "You can have anything and everything you want, gorgeous." Then she kissed me, her teeth sinking into my lower lip as her hands roamed down to grip my ass. Pausing for a moment, she looked over at Barry, who was staring at us from across the room. "You're not really just going to watch, are you? Get your cute ass over here and help me to properly fuck your girlfriend." I looked over my shoulder as Barry approached. He looked at me for a moment and then caught my mouth in a smoldering kiss, his hands wrapping around Julianne's back to pull her against me as he crushed his body into mine from behind. He was already getting very hard; his erection pressed into my ass. She began to kiss my ear and the side of my neck exposed to her, her tongue darting out as her soft lips trailed along my skin. Occasionally I could feel her teeth nipping my flesh. Julianne's hands were on the sides of my swelling breasts, pressing them together. She lifted her head to look at the exaggerated cleavage she'd created this way, uttering a low "ooh", and then began to unbutton my cardigan, exposing the black bra underneath. Barry released my mouth to look at what Julianne was doing to my breasts. She smiled wickedly at us and then quickly leaned in to kiss my mouth. Barry began to tease and kiss my right ear and the sensitive area of my neck below it. I let out a little groan – the fact that I was being seduced by both of them at the same time was unspeakably thrilling. I returned Julianne's kisses with increasing passion. Truth was, I thought her to be beautiful and found her supple, lean body very exciting. I was eager to see her naked. I was eager to try things I'd never experienced before. My hands found their way under her camisole; her skin was like satin under my fingers as I teased her firm young breasts. Her nipples became hard little points as I lightly pinched them. She moaned into my mouth and pressed herself against me even harder. "Let's go to the bedroom." Barry suggested softly. Julianne stepped away from me with some effort. Taking our hands, she drew us through the French doors that connected the living area to the bedroom. A massive king-sized bed dominated the well-appointed room. The fluffy duvet and top sheet had already been turned down for the night; the curtains were closed and the room was lit dimly by one bedside lamp. As we approached the bed, suddenly both of them sprang into action to undress me. Julianne knelt before me to unzip my boots and help me step out of them. She ran her hands along my legs over the fishnet tights, pressing soft kisses to my inner thighs while she reached up my skirt for the waistband. Tugging the tights downward, she gently pulled the hose off of me, which caused goose bumps to rise on my exposed skin. As she ran her cheek along my skin I felt her silky hair caressing me. She lifted first one leg, and then the other as she pulled the tights completely off. "There – see what I mean? Doesn't that feel wonderful?" She ran her lips along my naked calf, pressing a kiss to the arch of my foot. I agreed rather inarticulately that it was indeed wonderful. Meanwhile, Barry was unbuttoning the rest of my cardigan from behind, as I rested against him. He slipped it from my shoulders and tossed it on the floor nearby. Then his hands moved between us to unhook my bra. Once it had sprung free, his hands moved inside the bra cups to my now-hyper sensitive tits. They were too big for his hands to fully engulf, but he crushed them with his large hands as he played with my large pink nipples. Julianne stood and pulled the loose bra from my body, exchanging a sexy look with Barry as she moved one of his hands aside. She leaned down and took my left nipple into her hot, moist mouth. He still held the underside of this breast for her as her tongue flicked over the almost painfully extended tip. I moaned loudly for just a moment before Barry recaptured my mouth in an increasingly passionate kiss. Julianne now turned her attention to my other breast, as Barry reached down to my left hip to unzip my skirt. It slid down in a tiny flutter to pool at my feet. I was now clad only in my black panties, while Julianne and Barry were still fully dressed. I gathered up the hem of Julianne's top and encouraged her to help me pull it up and over her head. As I dropped her camisole on the floor, Barry and I both looked at her small, but perfectly shaped breasts. She had high rosy-pink nipples that pointed upward on her firm B-cup breasts. Going with the impulse, I cradled them in my hands and leaned forward to run my tongue over the erect tip of her left breast. Barry groaned as he watched. Julianne murmured "oh yes – fuck!" as I then sucked the taut little nipple into my mouth. I liked the feel of it and knew exactly what to do to make her moan, since what my lips and tongue were doing would have turned me on as well. Barry's hands moved down to my hips to hold me in place as he ground his now-raging erection against my ass. As I lifted my head to look back at him, he turned me to face him and pushed me hard so I that fell backwards onto the luxurious bed. Julianne flung herself down next to me, lying on her side. She propped herself up on one elbow, her hand serving as a headrest. She ran her fingers lightly over my naked tummy and ribcage, finally swirling around my breasts. Barry was still standing, watching the two of us. I reached out my left hand and he took it, allowing me to pull him down on the bed to my other side. "Right... " Julianne began: "Let's agree on the ground rules." I laughed a little and said incredulously: "There are ground rules?" "Well, only if you want there to be, of course. I'm up for anything..." she looked pointedly at Barry. "With anyone. But I don't want to cause any issues for you guys - so you need to tell me if some things are not okay -- if anything is out of bounds." "Like what, exactly?" I asked softly. I was turned on that she was being so sensitive. She looked back at me, gently moving one stray curl away from my face. "Well... Some girls don't want their men to kiss other girls, for instance. And some absolutely won't allow the man to fuck the other girl. So all the attention is on her – girl on girl – and he gets to participate with you but doesn't get intimate with me, you see?" I glanced over at Barry, and he was looking at me with a sexy, indulgent expression. He leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead. "Whatever you want, baby. This is already one of the best times I've ever had. You can decide." I could see that he meant it. I pulled his head down and kissed him. He instantly responded, getting increasingly passionate. His left hand moved down to cup my right breast. Julianne rested the side of her head on her bent arm and let out a soft sigh. "God – you two are so fucking hot." she whispered. I broke the kiss and made Barry move back slightly so we could look at each other. I'd made a decision, and it was much easier than I thought. There would be no rules tonight. "We're going to skip the ground rules, except for the standard "no pain" rule. I want to see Barry fuck you, actually. Preferably while we are doing... something else..." Julianne purred approvingly as she snuggled closer. Then I continued: "And as far as kissing is concerned – I'd like to see you two kiss right now." Barry wordlessly kissed me again, hard. The raised his head and looked at Julianne. She was looking at me, smiling. Then her eyes met his and they leaned across my body to kiss just a few inches from me. I ran a hand down each of their faces. It truly was hot to watch them, particularly as they were hovering over me. I could see their tongues moving against each other. As they slowly broke their kiss, Julianne swooped down and kissed me. There was a greater level of urgency to the way her mouth devoured mine. She moved to my right cheek and jawline, leaving a fiery trail of kisses as she found my right ear, gently teasing the inside with the tip of her tongue. Barry moved back in, kissing me so deeply that I moaned. His body pressed into me and I ran the back of my hand across his raging hard on. Three Shots "Too many clothes..." I said. "You're wearing too many clothes – take them off!" Julianne rolled onto her back. She kicked off her ballet flats and lifted her hips, making quick work of the button fly of her jeans. She wriggled as she shrugged them off, revealing a red silk thong as her only undergarment. Her toes matched the candy-apple red of her panties, which coincidentally was practically the same color as my polish. "Look!" she exclaimed, as she held her foot next to mine to compare the color of our pedicures. "Our taste is so similar..." Barry, who was sitting up on the bed as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and tugged his tee shirt over his head, mumbled in a girly voice: "I'm SO glad I didn't go for that color too, how embarrassing would that be..." We started to laugh and both pulled him back down onto the bed with us. Julianne alternated between kissing me and Barry while I struggled with his belt and the zipper of his pants. Impatiently, I pushed his pants and boxers down so I could get at his ultra-hard, thick cock. It was pointing straight up -- he was so aroused. He groaned as I gripped him with both hands and began to stroke. "Look at this, Julianne..." I whispered, as I fondled him in my hands. She let out an appreciative whistle and ran a hand down his chest, finally joining me in gliding over the velvety stiff shaft. Julianne looked back at me and said: "Now I'm going to do what I've wanted to do all night, my lovely." She kissed me lingeringly, pushing me onto my back on the bed. Her mouth moved down my chin, my neck, and my breastbone to first my right and then my left nipples. As she suckled one breast, she kneaded the other, pinching and playing with my neglected nipple. Barry lay on my other side, watching the show unfold, as he helped me to pump his massive erection with one hand. I leaned over and kissed him again as Julianne's mouth moved over my ribcage and down my stomach. As she got to my abdomen, she hooked her fingers in the sides of my panties and dragged them down and off my body, flinging them back over her shoulder. "Look at you – completely shaved." She ran her fingers lightly across my skin and smiled up at me. "Once again, our taste is so similar..." Positioning herself between my thighs, she forced my legs further apart with her shoulders, one hand continuing to tease my thoroughly wet mound. She pressed her index finger gently and probingly into my lower lips, watching my face for a reaction. Withdrawing her now moistened fingertip, she plunged it in her mouth. "Mmmm..." She said softly, "That tastes like more..." Slowly, she leaned forward, her eyes locked on mine, until her mouth pressed into me. Her tongue pushed into the space her finger had just vacated and she began to alternate between lapping at me and fluttering the tip of her tongue against my clitoris. My sharply indrawn breath and the way I threw back my head, arching backwards into the mattress, let her know that she was on the right track. "Jesus..." Barry whispered, as he watched the scene with rapt attention. He reached down with his free hand and brushed Julianne's hair back so he could better see what she was doing to me. I turned to him and said: "I think that Julianne might like to feel this talented cock of yours..." Barry said he was completely happy to watch for a while, since the view was so pretty. Looking at Julianne, I asked her: "My darling Jules – wouldn't you like a nice hard fuck, right about now?" She lifted her mouth from me for a moment, looking at Barry's impressive erection, and said: "I wouldn't mind that one bit..." and then gave us a wicked grin. "It seems to me..." I continued... "That you would have a wonderful view of us from behind Julianne. And besides, I mean, just look at that tight little ass. Wouldn't you just love to take her from behind while she makes me orgasm with her mouth?" Barry kissed me again, and said breathlessly, "Let me put it inside you first, baby. Then I will be happy to fuck her senseless while she goes down on you..." That sounded like a perfect compromise. Julianne rolled to my side and crawled up to the head of the bed above me. She took hold of both of my wrists, and held them down as Barry pulled my knees up and put his hard, swollen cock at my opening. I was so wet that the head slipped in easily, but Barry was so thick he had to make several attempts to fully enter me. As I gasped aloud, Julianne kissed me. Finally working his way completely in, Barry began to rhythmically ram into me – slowly at first, and then faster. I moaned into Julianne's mouth as he filled me up. She leaned back so that Barry could take a turn kissing me, and then they kissed again, so close to my mouth that it was almost a three-way kiss. "I can taste you on her lips..." Barry growled excitedly, as his thrusting became faster and even more aggressive. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and dragged Julianne back down the bed. She complied eagerly as he positioned her between my thighs and guided her mouth to my waiting sex. The feel of her soft mouth after the pounding Barry had given me was amazingly sweet. I could feel the pulse of my blood rushing to my sensitive labia. The flick of her tongue, the pressure from the light suction she created as she wrapped her lips around my swollen clit, all felt exaggerated. I was going out of my mind. As I watched through heavy-lidded eyes, Barry grabbed hold of Julianne's red panties and tore them from her body. As she'd implied, she too was completely shaved. She had a tiny tattoo of a dragonfly just above her pubis. A tattoo you'd only see if she weren't wearing any panties. "Ahh!" She nearly shouted in excitement. "Yes – show me how you fuck her, Barry! Fuck her through me..." Barry roughly took her hips and began to move into Julianne's pussy from behind. Pausing what she was doing to me for that moment, Julianne closed her eyes as Barry began to work his way into her. He was looking straight into my eyes as he finally fully penetrated her. As Julianne groaned with pleasure, I felt as if he was also fucking me. She opened her eyes and rammed her face back between my legs. Her tongue began to mirror the actions of Barry's cock – jamming into me as he jammed into her. She slipped her middle and index finger inside me as her talented mouth began to bring me closer and closer to climax. Barry and Julianne were both watching me for my reactions. I was rapidly approaching the brink – the intense electricity was pooling inside my womb. I pulled and pinched my own nipples as rose up to meet Julianne's mouth. Barry began to talk to me – asking me how I liked being eaten by a beautiful woman. He asked me whether I could feel him fucking me through Julianne, and whether I would be willing to taste her as she now tasted me. I had no idea what I was saying in reply, or if my answers made any sense. All I knew is that the buzzing had begun deep inside my pussy – that the electrical impulses were creating little waves through my body and I had that pressure sensation that occurred right before the climax. I knew this one would be a big one – the kind that exploded and then continued to ripple out in a million tiny aftershocks. When Barry asked me if I was close, I panted yes in reply. Julianne began to moan as well – his cock was clearly hitting the right places inside her, as well. I announced that I was about to cum just seconds before the fireworks began. I cried out as the climaxes began to hit, and heard Julianne make sounds like she was climaxing even as her mouth remained fixed against my pussy. A flood of wetness soaked her face and fingers as wave after wave crashed inside me. It was as Julianne and I were beginning to calm that we both heard Barry begin to climax – his voice a little hoarse as he tried not to shout too loudly. He'd pulled out of Julianne and was ejaculating on her lower back. She collapsed on top of me, her facing resting on my breasts. After a moment, Barry dropped down on the bed to my right side. I could feel his cum, still warm, dripping down onto my stomach from Julianne's back. Barry turned to his left and pulled both of us against him. I turned my head toward him and he kissed me – a soft, slow and satisfied kiss. We drifted off to sleep. I'm not sure how long the three of us had lain there like that, but sometime later I awoke and found that Barry and I were alone in bed, and the sheet had been drawn across our bodies. Julianne emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed. Barry was still sleeping, so she lay next to me on top of the covers and whispered close to my ear. "Listen, gorgeous – I'm very, very sorry but I have to go catch a plane. I'd like nothing better than to stay in bed all day with you and try a million more things, but unfortunately I can't miss this flight. I just wanted to say that this was absolutely delicious. I hope you had fun, too..." "Are you kidding?" I whispered: "Last night was amazing. I wish you could stay, too – there is so much more we could do..." "I know – and I hope we will some time soon. I've written my contact details down and put it in your purse. I'm in New York at least once every couple of months – so we can get together again the next time I'm here, if you'd like. I've left you my number and email address – so please send me sexy little messages from time to time." I agreed that I would happily do both of those things. Julianne took my face in her hands and we kissed again. She gently sucked my lower lip into her mouth and then slipped her tongue inside mine. We kissed until we began to get too aroused, and then she reluctantly pulled away. "I'm really so sad, but I have to go. The room is booked and prepaid until tomorrow, so feel free to stay as long as you'd like. I've ordered you two some breakfast – it should be here in about an hour." She leaned over me and placed a sweet little kiss on Barry's cheek. He smiled and murmured something in his sleep and pulled me tighter against him. Julianne and I shared a little smile, she dropped one last friendly kiss on my lips, and then she was gone. Turning back to Barry, I pressed my mouth to his as he slept. He automatically returned the kiss, moving against me with a growing erection. As I moved my hand over his growing cock, he began shake off the cobwebs of sleep. Opening his eyes to mere slits, he rolled on top of me and began to kiss me in earnest. Growling deep in his throat, he pushed my thighs apart with his own and his hard penis began to press against my pussy. I moaned as he started to enter me. He moved down and trailed little bites across my breasts. As his cock began to move more easily inside me, he began to fuck me with slow, sensual deliberateness. I wrapped my thighs around his hips and we lost ourselves in the pleasure for some time. After a while, he raised his head, frowning a little, and asked: "Did I just dream it, or did we really have an amazing threesome last night?" He smiled lazily, sleepily down at me. "You were not dreaming, baby." I said, as my hips rose up to meet his thrusts. "Fucking amazing..." He said. Then his mouth covered mine, he pressed my wrists back into the bed, and he started to fuck me harder and harder. I soon lost the use of reason, as he expertly took my breath away. There would be plenty of time to talk about what had happened between the three of us later on. And I knew Julianne's contact info was waiting for me in my bag. I knew there would be a next time. For now, there was no more thinking, no more talking. I was happy to just surrender to him, and him alone; again, again and again. Three Shower and Then... My wife, Connie, and Laura were friends who'd met at the gym. Laura had recently ended a relationship with her latest beau and Connie was being especially solicitous towards her. Laura is an attractive redhead and, when Connie brought her home from their workout one evening, I was more than a little happy to see her. Together they rustled up a quick but nonetheless tasty meal. After a few glasses of wine the talk at the table was very relaxed and eventually became progressively more risqué. It seemed that Laura was clearly flirting with both Connie and me. After clearing away the dishes etc, we took our recharged wine glasses through into our sitting area and flopped onto the couch, Laura seating herself between Connie and me. Somehow or other the conversation got onto the subject of whether a man could touch a woman's body with the same degree of sensitivity shown by another woman. At which point Connie reached out and, looking directly at her, touched Laura's shoulders before moving on to make contact with her breasts. Seeing no hint of an objection from Laura at what Connie was doing, I tentatively did the same. There was till no objection from Laura. On the contrary, Laura now moved her hands to start fondling Connie who, in turn, lifted up Laura's top so she could put her hand against her bare midriff and fondle her breasts over her bra. I joined her in touching Laura's bosom, feeling the warmth of her breasts through the fabric of her bra. I was just about to risk touching Laura's breasts inside her underwear ... when my Blackberry started buzzing! I'd been expecting and important business call and knew I had to take it. Feeling a bit of a geek, I excused myself, promising to come back and continue where I'd left off. "Don't go away, I'll be right back!" I embarrassingly mumbled. The call seems to go on for ever as I impatiently waited for an opportunity to end it without losing a valued customer. As soon it did finish I hurried back to the sitting room only to find it deserted. "Shit", I thought. "Connie must have run Laura home". Just then, I heard the sound of running water from above and, as I started up the stairs, I could hear giggling coming from our shower-room. I opened the door and went in. The sight which greeted me was one I'd always dreamed of....two naked women, one of them my wife, in the shower soaping each other. I almost fell over as I hurriedly struggled to get out of my clothes before opening the door to our extra large shower to join the women. "My, who's keen to wash away the toils of the day?" said Laura. With that, she lathered some soap into an extra large sponge and started washing my upper body. Connie then got our other large sponge, lathered it and started soaping off my back, paying particular attention to all areas of my butt! Needless to say, this all proved a bit too much for any attempt on my part at remaining 'cool' as I developed a hard-on that alarmed even me by its size. Laura was not in the least bit perturbed as she proceeded lathering me. Connie peered around the side of my torso, noted the size of my erection and suggested that it probably needed two sponges! With that, she sank to her knees, reached around me from behind, her breasts rubbing against my soapy butt, and washed my abdomen, inner thighs and my very taught scrotum. Laura moved her lathered breasts over my chest. Our mouths met and we kissed, our tongues eagerly probing each other. None of this was lost on Connie who, from behind me, reached between my legs with her sponge to lather Laura's pudenda and inner thighs with one hand whilst holding my balls in the other. Before very long I could feel two peoples' hands attending to my cock. Connie, from her low vantage point, mischievously rubbed my cock against Laura's soapy pubes and in between her labia. "Come on, let carry this on in bed", she said, "I want to be able to have you in my mouth without a whole load of soap as well". She didn't say which one of us she was referring to. We helped each other dry off and moved into bedroom and onto our large king-sized bed. Connie laid down on the right side of Laura and I on the left. I looked into Laura's eyes and kissed her whilst moving to touch her breasts. They were soft and warm with the fragrance of the soap still on them. I brushed my lips against her hard nipples, my very hard cock pressed firmly against her thigh. My mouth took in the whole of her puckered areola as I could feel her arousal growing. I reached down to touch her pubes with my right hand but found that mine was not the only down there! Connie's hand was reaching beyond Laura's pubes and she was fingering the moisture just inside her labia. I was aware of Connie's fingers now entering Laura's vagina and could feel the wetness of Laura's cum on them as she moved them in and out of her. Connie withdrew two very moist fingers and offered them first to Laura to taste, which she did eagerly. She repeated the moistening of her fingers in this way so she could watch me licking Laura's cum off them, exchanging glances with me as I did so. Laura, who had been touching then holding my dick ever more firmly, found a large bead of pre-cum at the end of my cock. She touched it with her fingers and, looking me directly, brought them up to her mouth to lick my moisture off them. She then smiled at Connie as if challenging her. Seeing this, Connie responded by kissing her so that she could taste me on Laura's mouth, whilst continuing to finger-fuck her. The three of us had now totally lost any inhibitions we might have had initially. Connie shifted down Laura's body, caressing her breasts and paying particular attention to her midriff before moving down further and forcing her tongue onto Laura's clit. Laura was at the pinnacle of her pleasure but Connie, ever the ringmaster, had other plans in mind. She stopped tasting Laura and moved us so that my cock was available to her own mouth and Laura's cunt at the same time. In our lovemaking fantasies, Connie had often said she'd wanted to put me into another woman and watch my cock sliding in and out of her. Now she was about to get her way. She firstly put me in her mouth, sucking yet more of my pre-cum in the process, and then moved my cock to Laura labia, stroking me between the moist folds there before pushing me in. Laura gasped in delight. "Oh please make him fuck me!" As Connie guided me in and out of her, she licked Laura's cum off my cock. As she pushed me deeper into Laura, her tongue and fingers made contact with Laura's clit. And then Laura came. My hands held and squeezed her breasts as if wanting to contain the energy of her intense pleasure. Connie's hands reached up to join the party. As her contractions lessened, Laura lifted herself up on one elbow and used her free hand to squeeze her own breasts before reaching down to hold my very wet dick which was still partly inside her with Connie still holding my balls. Their fingers met and they exchanged glances as if acknowledging what they were so openly enjoying . Connie's and Laura's fingers were now touching me as I continued thrusting into Laura. We all sensed that I was about to explode. I can't ever recall coming so powerfully in my whole life, even as a teenager. It seemed to last forever. Both girls were encouraging me gleefully "Yes, come babe ... yes, yes, yes". Connie moved her mouth to position her lips on the underside of my cock so she could feel my cum throbbing though me en-route to Laura. I knew the girls fingers could also feel it surging through me. Connie pulled me out of Laura before I was finished so that she could proprietarily suck what cum remained before it was all gone. She then pressed her breasts against Laura's pudenda so that she could coat herself with all the cum that was there. She then offered Laura the chance to taste the produce of our endeavors that was now on her bosom -- an offer eagerly accepted. We rested a while before Connie pointed out (as if we weren't aware) that she "hadn't had her go yet". She wanted Laura to do as she herself had just done with my cock (now in its fast recovery mode). She wanted Laura to put me into her and so, after Laura had tasted what remained of our orgasms off me, we maneuvered ourselves to accomplish just that. Connie did get her orgasm(s)! Even Laura had another. Me, I doubt I'll ever fully reload the amount that came out of me the first time.