5 comments/ 37083 views/ 6 favorites We-95 By: oldhippie1949 The following is a true story. Naturally, all the names have been changed but all the events described took place just as I have written. If a bi-sexual threesome is not to your tastes then move on. If you are too young to be reading this, then move on. -------------------------------------------- I'd like to preface this adventure with a little backstory. I've been pretty depressed lately as my business is hovering just above the toilet, my love life has turned cold and, to put it mildly, I am very lonely. I thought that a trip to Florida would be an excellent antidote but it wasn't. While I was there, the weather was terrible (cold and rainy), my friends were useless (mostly drunk and stoned) and my family (cousins, etc.) were unavailable. Even a cruise in the Gulf fell apart due to the inclement weather. Finally, disgusted and running low on funds, I decided to return to New York early. It was on my return trip that this adventure occurred. -------------------------------------------- I first met Larry and Sheila at the I-95 rest stop near St. Augustine, Florida. I was standing at a urinal in the Men's Room and emptying my favorite bladder. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I noticed the guy at the next urinal casually lean over and take a gander at the peeing cock I held in my hand. I turned to him and he quickly asked me where I was headed. Maybe I was wrong about his glance, maybe he was just being friendly and chatty after a boring drive - these were the thoughts that quickly raced through my head. I chose not to follow up on the glance but I mused that I hoped he liked what he saw. "Eastern Long Island." "Ah, another New Yorker. My wife and I are headed to Altamont, just outside Albany. Oh, by the way, I'm Larry." "Ray here. I have my dog, Rocco, with me. He's good company although I wouldn't mind a little conversation now and then." We continued this polite talk while we washed our hands and I filled Rocco's water bowl. As we walked out to the parking lot, I saw a woman standing next to my car. She was getting a face washing from Rocco whose head was just squeezing through the open window. She had a small dog on a leash who was busy peeing on my tire. "Sheila, that's Rocco and this is his master, Ray." "Hello, Ray. What a sweetie he is...yes, you're a good boy. We've been having a love fest here while Duffy relieves himself. Good boy, Rocco...what a good boy." I let him out of the car and he immediately ran over to play with Duffy. Rocco was off-leash but I knew that he wouldn't go anywhere. After nine years together, he stays very close to me. After a few minutes, I bid my goodbyes to them as Rocco, now tethered, and I walked. Soon, we were back on the road heading north. I met them again at a coffee stop near Brunswick, Georgia. We joked about having the same cycle as we munched on donuts. Since there was a storm brewing aimed at the northeast, there was a goal of making it as far north before the storm blew through and made driving difficult. If I timed the trip right, I'd pull into Sag Harbor behind the storm. Like anyone, I hate driving in heavy wind, rain and snow. Still, as it was January, this was anticipated and expected. "I want to make it into North Carolina by around eight. I figure that by then, I'll be road weary and I'll still beat the storm which isn't supposed to hit until around midnight." "Yeah, they're saying that it dumped a couple feet of snow in the midwest. I just hope we get rain and it passes through quickly. The timing has to be just right because the weatherman says that there's another storm behind it." Normally, I would have grabbed my coffee and jumped back into the car but in the comfortable Georgia sun, we killed nearly a half hour shooting the breeze. I learned that Sheila worked on Capitol Hill as the office manager for the Lieutenant Governor. "Gee, that must be an easy job since the Lieutenant Governor doesn't do anything!" "I hear that a lot but, to tell you the truth, for an elected official that doesn't do anything, he sure keeps me busy! It's interesting work, not to mention that the money and perks are good." I learned that Larry owned and operated several family businesses. Some of the stores were established by his great-grandfather, over a hundred years ago. I took a closer look at Larry and noticed that he had soft hands. This was not a man who rolled in the dirt nor sweated a lot on his job. I also learned that it was their second marriage each and that they had two children, one about to graduate from college and the other in medical school. "Two kids were enough for me. After Michael, I had my tubes tied." "Ah...like me, I'm snipped. After I had it done, my dance card promptly filled up!" When they asked, I told them about my job in the music business and Sheila was awestruck, asking me if I knew any superstars and what they were like. I didn't want to get into shop talk and I sort of brushed the topic away making light of the glamour. "Well then, thanks for the nice conversation but now, we'll be on our way. I figure my next stop is the Tourist Center just over the South Carolina border. It's a good place to walk Rocco. Maybe I'll see you there. We'll all probably have to pee again!" Georgia is an easy state to drive through. Setting my cruise control to 78, I flew up 95 in no time. The temperature was in the mid-sixties and, with the window down...and with The Allman Brothers in the deck (who else are you going to listen to in Georgia?), my Camry had wings. It was a good ride and it took my mind away from my troubles. As I pulled into the tourist information rest stop near Hardeeville, South Carolina, I spotted Larry and Sheila just getting out of their dark green Cadillac CTS-V Coupe. "Man, that's some sharp car," I said as I pulled in next to them. "Brand new. Got it a week before we left. I figured a long trip would break it in right." "How do you like it?" "Oh man, we love it. It's comfortable, full of toys and super fast. It's fast and it's a real trip to drive." The three of us headed up to the rest rooms and Sheila joked about us crossing swords. This time, as I stood next at the next urinal and we talked, I noticed his eyes drop down to my crotch. I made a big show of shaking it and then zipping it back into my pants. I also made a very obvious glance at his dick which looked a lot like mine in shape and girth. On the way out of the bathroom, I picked up a couple of the motel/hotel booklets. Larry and I leashed up the dogs and took them for a stretch. Sheila joined us. We were acting like old friends by now and our conversation was looser and more familiar. "So, did you two cross swords?" "No, but we shared the same urinal and held each other's dicks!" "In your dreams, Larry." "Actually, Sheila, we compared dicks and Larry's looks a lot like mine...about the same length, seven or so inches...about the same girth, both circumcised...Larry's cap is a bit smaller than mine. Anything else you want to know?" "I'm impressed, Ray, you took inventory!" I just shook my head. Rocco pulled me over toward some trees alongside the fence. As I waited while he did his business, I perused the booklets. "What are those things? I've never picked them up." "Oh, these? They have discount coupons for motels along the way. Look, here's a Red Roof Inn near Florence for $35 a night...fine print says "Free Wifi, coffee in room, 100 channels, pets free." I'm on a tight budget so these coupons save me a lot." Back at the car, Sheila took down my phone number and said that they would keep in touch. I bid my goodbye and Rocco and I pulled out to continue our journey. As I drove, I started thinking about this couple. They seemed very friendly and were pleasant company. I enjoyed that the conversation was loose, relaxed and, while a bit rude, very convivial. Physically, Larry was similar to me in height and general size but he was somewhat thicker than I, with a growing spare tire. Sheila, on the other hand, was in great shape. I couldn't help but notice her fine, fine ass which was nice and small and seemed to be poured into her sweatpants. I also couldn't help but notice the yellow string of her thong as she bent over to pick up Duffy. Her loose sweatshirt hid her breasts but I observed them, nonetheless, and, no surprise here, there were nice and fit the whole package. Both of them were good looking but Sheila was stunning. Her curly black hair ran down to her shoulders and framed a round face with large lips. I thought to myself that these were perfect blowjob lips. She was pretty in a perky sort of way...no, maybe the word is "pert." For a woman in her mid-forties, she was very hot and very appealing. As I thought about her, I felt my cock stir. I considered the fact that later on tonight, after I'd settled into my room, she'd be a good fantasy to jerk off to. I had the music up loud. Some disks are just to right fodder to drive long hauls to and I found that The Black Keys, "Brothers", was one of those. It was getting late in the day. I was getting weary of all the "Pedro" billboards for "South Of The Border." I was approaching Florence when my phone rang. "Ray," it was Sheila, "Where are you now?" "I'm outside Florence. I think I'm going to stop at the North Carolina Tourist Center just past that fucking "Pedro." "Okay, we'll meet you there. I have a plan." By the time I pulled in, it was a little past six and the sun had just set. Larry and Sheila were in their car waiting for me. I told them that I had to pee and I would be right back. Returning to the car, I had the North Carolina motel booklets with me. I tossed them into the car as I leashed up Rocco. Sheila and Duffy joined us. "I've got to stop for more coffee and maybe a bite to eat. I'm getting a little weary." "Can you make it up to Rocky Mount?" "Yeah, I can. Why?" "Larry and I were talking and we already called ahead and booked some rooms at a place in Rocky Mount, Candlewood Suites. It's supposed to be nice." "Thanks anyway, Sheila, but that place is way over my budget. There's a Red Roof near Wilson that's more my speed." "It's already done, Ray, and it won't cost you anything. Larry put the rooms on his company card. See, here's my plan: we'll get into the rooms and while you and Larry go get us food, I'll tend to the dogs and take my shower. We can hang out and play tonight. If you need any further incentive, Larry picked up some insane weed from his cousin in Boca..." "Let me think about it, Sheila." "There's nothing to think about, Ray. It's a done deal. In fact, I'm going to drive with you up to Rocky Mount and we'll shoot the shit. Larry wants to get a little crazy with his car so he'll beat us there. Come on, what do you say?" I didn't put up much of a fight as I was glad for the company and soon, with Sheila next to me and Duffy in the back with Rocco, we got back onto 95. I stopped in Lumberton for coffee and we were off again. Sheila turned out to be great company. We talked about everything, from music to politics to personal history. She was a very intelligent and well spoken person with a highly tuned wit and an easy laugh. She told me that this was the second marriage for each of them after youthful mistakes. She asked me about my divorce and I didn't want to go there as it was a very painful experience. She switched topics and then asked me about my sex life. While this subject was very private to me, I discreetly answered her holding back much. She picked up the slack. "After Michael went off to Tufts, Larry and I fell into the doldrums. I guess it was due to the "empty nest syndrome." So we decided to goose up our sex life and get involved in fulfilling some of our fantasies - together. We've had a few adventures with couples and women and that seemed to do the trick. We're pretty happy and pretty much a team." "You dig women?" "Very much. I love variety. There are still some things we haven't done yet but I'm sure we'll get to them." "And Larry? Is he bi, too?" "He's tried it a couple of times. It's all good." As Sheila was more forthcoming than I, I loosened up a bit. "After my divorce, I, too, decided to fulfill some fantasies. Living where I do, with lots of artists and creative people, it's easy to find willing partners. I've pretty much fulfilled my desires and curiosities." "Your curiosities...does that mean with men?" "It's happened. I've found that I like variety, too. I've come to really enjoy group sex. In a couple of situations where I was with a couple, the action turned bisexual...orally." "Did you dig it?" "I sure did. It was different, it was fun, it was forbidden...and it felt good. I would say that I'm 90% hetero, though. I just love pussy." My dick began to respond to these thoughts and I idly scratched it. Sheila noticed my action and reached over, rubbing it and stroking it for an all too brief moment. "Hmmm. Just like Larry's, huh? You just keep those thoughts in your mind for Rocky Mount." "Oooh, now that sounds like a great invitation. I'd better pick up some speed! You know, on the last leg, I was thinking about you and what you look like naked. I guess I'll find out." "Did you get hard when you were thinking about me?" "I did. Thank you very much." "What did you think about?" "Let me see...I thought about how sweet your butt looked in those sweats...I thought about what good shape you're in...I thought about your outgoing personality and how you must be an animal in bed...I couldn't envision your breasts because I really couldn't see them under your big sweatshirt." "I'm very proud of my tits. After two kids, there is no sag. They look good." "How big?" "34C...nice and round." "Nice!" She took my right hand and, placing it under her sweatshirt, gave me a feel. Then she pushed my hand back. "Consider that an hors d'oeuvre. You just keep that in your mind for Rocky Mount." I scratched my dick. "Tell that to Little Ray." We laughed. "So what do you have in mind for us tonight?" "You'll just have to wait and see. I have a plan." "I must change this subject." I put the Beach Boys "Stack O' Tracks" on and we sang as we drove. A little while later, Sheila's phone rang. It was Ray. "Wow! You're pulling in there already! You must have been flying, baby...Yes, I told Ray...at first, he wasn't interested but you know how persuasive I can be...we're passing the Kenly exit now so we should be there soon...uh-huh...okay...okay...great, hon...see you in a few minutes." Twenty minutes later, as a light mist was falling, we pulled into the hotel. Larry was waiting for us and motioned for us to park and to follow him. We pulled into a spot and after grabbing my bag and Rocco's food and bowls, he led us into the hotel, up the elevator to the third floor and then down the hall to our rooms. "I hope this is okay for you," he said as he swiped the keycard. Immediately upon entering, I knew that it was more than okay. Larry had secured two adjoining suites, each with two king-size beds. "Ray, set up Rocco's food and then I'll come down with you and I'll take both dogs for a walk. While I'm doing that, you guys go get us some food, I'm starving. I saw a bunch of restaurants along the strip outside so find something good." "I've already got the food covered, don't worry about it. I know what you like." As we pulled away in the Caddy, Sheila was leading the dogs back into the hotel. "Let's stop at this liquor store and get a bottle of wine." We picked up a merlot and, at the last minute, Larry bought some tequila minis. We then pulled into Hing Ta Chinese Restaurant and had some fun placing the order. "Let me have three egg rolls...an order of boneless spare ribs...an order of skewered chicken...hmmm, an order of steamed dumplings...an order of jumbo shrimp...and an order of vegetable lo mein...oh yeah, a quart of the Wor Won Ton Soup. Oh, and add a couple of orders of skewered beef strips, too...and a couple of bags of Almond Cookies. Here's my card." The order took about twenty minutes so we stood outside under the awning. The mist had turned into a light rain and it was getting colder. I pulled out a Marlboro but Larry pulled out a joint. "This shit is awesome, Ray. Let's take a walk and do this up." Larry was right. It was awesome. "So I understand that you two had a good talk on the ride." "Yup. I'd say that not only did we have a good talk but a meeting of the minds." "She says that you're pretty loose and up for anything." "Yes, I'd say that." "Good. Very good. Me, too." We were giggly and stupid by the time we got back to the hotel. Rocco was already stretched out on one of the beds. Sheila was taking a shower. Larry told her that we were back and then instructed me to take a shower and to dress appropriately for a "pajama party." I walked into their suite wearing a black tee-shirt and a pair of small black gym shorts. "Sorry but I don't wear pajamas." "Us neither." Larry was in a white shirt and gray boxers. Sheila wore an extra large "Tufts" tee-shirt that fell to mid-thigh. I could see her nipples poking against the cotton. For the next hour, we ate, drank, smoked a couple more joints and laughed a lot. The pot was goofy, silly stuff. It was also touchy-feely stuff and there was a lot of casual touching going on. Finally, the food was gone, the merlot was gone and we were ready for what was to come next. Larry suggested that we each do a shot of tequila. Sheila suggested that we sip the tequila from her navel. She moved over to the bed and rolled her shirt up to just under her breasts. She was wearing a red thong now and the sheer material left her vagina visible. She was bare-shaven except for a small "v" above her slit. As Larry carefully poured some tequila, I commented. "A 'v', huh?" "Yup...'v' for victory." "'V' for vagina!" "'V' for very, very tasty!" "Come on, Ray, suck this up first." I leaned down and gently sucked the cactus juice up, licking and cleaning it out. This made her nipples pop up tenting her shirt. "While I like what that did for you, it doesn't work for me. I need more tequila than that. I need the whole shot. I'll lick your navel later." Laughing, she sat up and sitting in a circle, did our shots. "Now, boys, I need some cock," she said, reaching over to stroke both of us. "Let's see how similar these two really are. Strip for me." Larry pulled his clothes off in a flash but I made a show of it, slowing stripping down and teasing her. Finally, with my back turned to her, I dropped my shorts and, bending over, gave her a shot of my fruit basket from behind. She applauded my show and I turned around. She reached over and took us both in hand again. "You're right...both about the same size and thickness but your helmet is larger, Ray." She leaned over and placed her lips at the head, tonguing and tasting it. "Nice taste...smells all nice and clean, too...I give it a 9.9!" She positioned us so that we were side by side on the bed. Mounting our legs, she proceeded to go from one cock to another giving us both licks, sucks and light nips. I closed my eyes and let the sensations grow. After a couple of minutes, she stopped. She pulled the shirt over her head and I was treated to a beautiful pair of round breasts with pronounced dark areolas and eraser-sized nipples. "Wasn't I right, Ray? Aren't they beautiful?" I could only nod in agreement as I reached out to fondle one. She slipped off her thong and then lay down atop of us. As she took turns kissing us and squirming over us, our hands traveled around her. My hand cupped her ass cheek, then I traced my fingers down her crack and around her asshole. My other hand caressed her breast. As we felt her and rubbed her, she made little squealing sounds and moans, all appreciative. We-95 Conclusion If you didn't read the first part of this story then you won't get the gist of what's going on. So, if you're old enough to be here reading a story about a bisexual threesome, and you read Part 1, then read on. If not, then I can't be held responsible for putting erotic thoughts into your virginal head. Leave now. -------------------------------------------- Recap: Ray, our intrepid narrator, had enough of Florida's awful January weather and was driving home to New York when he met Larry and Sheila, a couple also on their way home. After several meetings at stops along the way, they meet up at a hotel in North Carolina, just before another storm hits. We continue on the morning of the next day. I remind you that this is a true story and I have attempted to recreate the events and the conversations as they went down. -------------------------------------------- I awoke to the sound of the Weather Channel. No, that's only partially correct. I awoke to the feeling of two tongues curling along my erect penis, the sounds of giggling and the sound of the Weather Channel on the television. "Snow, freezing rain, high winds and bitter temperatures are the conditions we have to look forward to today from the South up into New England..." I reached over for the remote and turned the TV off. "I've heard enough. I don't think we're going anywhere today, guys." They looked up at me. "We've already come to that conclusion, sleepy head," said Sheila. "Why don't you take a shower and then we'll go downstairs for something to eat. I'm getting hungry and these dogs are ready to go out." I jumped off the bed and into the shower. When I came out, they were both dressed and watching the Weather Channel again. "You can watch it all day but it's not going to change, you know." "They just said that it will taper off in the late afternoon and warm up into just rain through the night." "Good. Maybe it will wash this shit away and we can head out tomorrow morning." "Yeah, that's my thinking, too," said Larry, "I have to get back to the office eventually." Dressed and ready, we headed down to the restaurant. As we approached, I noticed that there were only a handful of people dining, a youngish couple at one table and two elderly couples off to the other side. Larry suggested that we talk to the desk clerk first and reserve another night. The clerk was very hospitable and he quickly added another night to our stay. "Because of the weather, and because the hotel is practically empty, the management has added the second suite at no charge." "That's very nice of you, thank you. Is there an area that we can walk the dogs?" asked Sheila. "Yes, we have an area in the back of the hotel behind the service entrance. If you turn right at the end of the corridor behind the dining room, you'll see a door leading to an area with an awning that covers the service entrance. That's about the best place to take them. And, since there's no one here today, you can bring the dogs into the dining room with you. I'm sure no one will mind." We followed his directions and found the rear service door. It was a perfect place to walk Rocco and Duffy as we were protected from the elements. Sure it was cold but at least we were dry. As the dogs did their business, the icy sleet was falling hard and the parking lot was completely snowed over with a thin coating of ice. No one would be out driving today, least of all us. Back in the dining room, we ordered breakfast. The waitress brought out small bowl of bacon and scrambled eggs but not for us. She placed them on the floor where our pets eagerly devoured them and then spent a good time licking the bowls. A few minutes later, after our food came out of the kitchen, she filled their bowls with water. "You two are living right," I said, but they were too busy lapping away to respond to me. Meanwhile, our breakfasts were delicious. It's not often that I enjoy Sausage, Biscuits and Gravy but this was the morning for it. I hadn't realized that my appetite was so large. But damn, this was tasty. "I guess we were hungry after last night's workout," offered Sheila to our smiling faces. "Here's to us!" We lifted our coffee cups and toasted each other. The desk clerk approached our table. "As our hotel is virtually empty today, I invite you to make use of our facilities. Off to the left and down the hall is our indoor heated pool and spa. There is a fully equipped exercise room and showers adjoining it. There is a steam and a sauna in both the Men's and Woman's areas. Usually, we have a trainer and massages available but unfortunately, they can't make it in today and we apologize. We also have a billiards room and a game room on the second floor above the pool. On the top floor is a reading room with complimentary snacks, soft drinks and coffee. Normally, it has a beautiful view of the hills but unfortunately..." Larry cut him off. "We understand. Thanks for telling us about it. I have a feeling that we'll try all of them today. By the way, I noticed a refrigerated box with flowers near the main desk, could you pick out the freshest for my darling wife?" He slipped a Benjamin into the clerk's palm. "You can leave them in our room." "Certainly, sir. Thank you, sir." "If you aren't the sweetest man, I swear." Sheila gave him a doe-eyed look which turned into a grin. "You know you're going to get laid anyway, you didn't have to do that!" "I know but I love you, my darling." "I think I'm going to harf if you two don't cut this shit out." We laughed. After finishing our second cups of coffee, we decided to check out the pool. Although the sign read, "No Pets Allowed", we chose to ignore it. "Yes, I think I could enjoy that hot tub." We were all in agreement. Larry began to pull off his clothes. "Fuck it, there's no one here, I'm going in naked!" "I'm going to the john first!" I leashed Rocco to a pole near the tub and he sat down on the artificial turf. Several minutes later, after my morning meeting, I wrapped myself in a towel and joined the naked couple in the tub. I eased myself down and groaned as the jets hit all the right parts. The three of us sat blissfully. "I love how your tits just break the water, Sheila. It's a very sensual look." She smiled back at me. Both Rocco and Duffy were sprawled out on their sides enjoying a nap when the sound of people entering the pool area disturbed them. The young couple we'd seen in the dining room were walking toward us. They were dressed in robes and it seemed obvious that they were about to join us in the tub. "Excuse me," said Larry, "but we don't want to make you uncomfortable. We're all naked in here but if you'll turn around, we'll get out and cover up." They began to laugh. "No need," said the guy, "we had the same idea. Do you mind if we join you?" "Not at all! Hop in!" And we started to laugh. At first, they seemed ready to take the plunge but instead they walked over to the side and began whispering to each other. The three of us watched them as they discussed the situation occasionally peering back at us. Finally, they walked toward the tub, tossing their robes on a chaise. "Hi, I'm Rob and she's Bobbie." "That certainly makes it easy," I said,...Robbie and Bobbie." Pointing around, I introduced us as they dipped into the hot water. Rob was hung like Rex, The Wonder Horse, clearly sporting about ten thick inches below his uncircumcised cap. This dude was in good shape, too. As was Bobbie, a tall, well-built body under a shock of blond hair. I wouldn't say that either were great looking, I'd say rather plain and nondescript, except, of course, for their defined bodies. Bobbie also had a small bush of brown hair which defined a long slit. "Oh, yes...this is just what the doctor ordered," said Bobbie as she eased back into the tub. Pointing to Rob, she added, "And he's the doctor who ordered it!" "Precisely!," he said. "After a good workout in the gym and a run through the empty halls, this feels great. Did you folks exercise, too?" "Oh, we had plenty of exercise last night," giggled Sheila. I thought her comment was rather forward and it did make me a little uncomfortable but I'd already learned that Sheila didn't often edit herself. Rob looked a bit confused and asked if we'd had problems on the road but Bobbie poked him saying, "That's not what she meant, silly!" At least, she was smiling when she said that. Looking at Sheila, Bob asked, "You mean the three of you?" "Yeah...and the dogs," pointing at Rocco and Duffy. They raised their eyebrows. "Now I'm confused," said Bobby. "I'm kidding. It's my bizarre sense of humor." "That's right, my wife can be very silly. She was joking about the dogs." I just shook my head. "Will you leave these poor athletes alone and let their endorphins chill? Pay no attention to them, Bob. They're working on their comedy act." Looking to change the subject, I explained that we met up on the road and we were heading north to different parts of New York. I asked where they were headed. "We're on our way home to Bangor, Maine...eventually." sighed Bobbie. "It may take us a bit longer than we expected with this shitty weather. I hope we can get out of here tomorrow. It's a good thing we have books to finish reading." "Who are you kidding, honey? You already found the porn channel." Somehow, it always comes back to sex talk when you're naked and in a hot tub. "Anything good on there," asked Sheila. "Nah, all soft-core crap...fuzzy lenses and fade-outs...just when it gets interesting." I was now staring at Bobbie's pneumatic breasts as they floated above the surface. All I could think of was her amazingly large nipples. "With your bodies, I'm surprised you don't make your own." That Sheila! "Don't think we haven't tried but we're both so lousy with the camera." "I volunteer!" Larry and I offered simultaneously. "And I'll direct!" said Sheila. All of us laughed. "Oh, you can laugh all you want but we're serious!" "Were you joking about the three of you...?" Bobbie inquired. "No. We had great sex last night." "Really? Did you feel like a queen?" "All three of us did!" We all laughed again. Larry eased out of the tub and pulled a joint from his trousers. Lighting it, he took a long hit and kneeled down next to Sheila, "Want some, hon?" Sheila turned around and instead of taking the joint, she grabbed his dick and made as though to suck on it instead. At the last second, she moved her head and took a hit. Larry then came around to me and kneeling next to me, I did the same thing. The laughter was rolling. He then walked over to Bobbie and there was that moment of uncertainty. "I dare you," Bob said to her. "Bad! Bad choice of words!" Bobbie took Larry's dick into her hand and pulled it close to her lips but not between them, making a loud sucking sound. "I'll pass on the pot, thank you!" I thought Rob's eyebrows were going to lift off and fly away. "And, by the way, you have a very nice penis." "Thank you." Larry now moved over to Rob and as Bobbie said "I dare you", Rob beat her to it and said, "Thanks but I pass on both." Larry took another hit and passed the joint back to Sheila as he dipped back into the tub. "I like Larry's penis, too," said Sheila, "it's just the right size for me. Rob's monster, on the other hand, would probably split me in two." "I like it because it fills me up although sometimes it hurts a little." Rob seemed a little uncomfortable as the ladies spoke about his privates and he seemed to squirm. "Don't be uneasy, Rob. Relax. I'm sure you're very comfortable with your equipment," I offered. "Yeah, I am...and I've never had any complaints before. Hell, it works for me!" I was starting to shrivel up so I got out of the tub. Sheila said that she had enough, too and also got out. Larry followed close behind. "That's a cute vee," remarked Bobbie about Sheila's pubic hair design and she seemed to preen. We toweled off and slipped our clothes back on. We talked about walking the dogs through the halls, going up to the reading room and then returning to our rooms. Sotto voce, Sheila commented that she wouldn't mind another good fucking. Apparently, Bobbie heard it and smiled. "So if you two want us to film you, ring us up. We're in 301 and 303. I'd love to see that monster in action." "We just might do that. After all this talk, I'm feeling horny, too." We said our goodbyes and left to stroll the empty halls. "They were an interesting pair," said Larry. "Yes indeed. I liked their bodies. I'd love to play with them." "I don't think that's going to happen, boys. He seemed a bit skittish. And that's too bad because I'd love to feel her up. You two can have his dick because I'm afraid of it." Then she laughed. "They're probably talking about us - the Wild Ones - right now!" After a brisk walk and another cup of coffee in the reading room (where there was little of interest to read and a pretty lame view due to falling sleet), we headed back to the rooms. Their room was ripe with the scent of the flowers. "Oh, they're beautiful, Larry Honey!" Actually, I thought the smell was a bit too ripe and reminiscent of a mortuary but I said nothing. It was a nice gesture. I gave Rocco and Duffy some treats and then they made themselves comfortable on the bed in my room. I grabbed the free USA Today and headed for the john. I heard the phone ring in their room and Sheila talking. When I returned, Sheila informed me that Rob and Bobbie would be by in about an hour with their camera. We laughed again. I sat down on the couch to finish the crappy rag and nosh on some of last night's leftovers. Larry put the Weather Channel on and the report indicated that the sleet would turn to rain soon and it would warm up. I mused that maybe I'd head out and drive through the night. He asked what my big rush was and commented that we should resume our trip in the morning. What was the big rush, I wondered and went back to the paper. About forty-five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Larry ushered Rob and Bobbie in. They were dressed in large white terry robes and Rob was carrying a Flip. Bobbie spoke up first. "Now the deal is that nothing goes on the Internet, right? We'll just use our camera." We all agreed. "Also, we want you guys to just watch and film us...no touching, okay?" "Rats," I said, "you mean those tits are off-limits? Bummer!" "Chill, Ray," said Sheila. "Nobody says 'bummer' anymore. You're showing your age." "We just want you to film us having sex. We want a record of it." "Okay, but I'm directing," said Sheila, adding, "can we add special effects?" "No, nothing fancy, just us having sex...and no touching us...that's the deal." "Alright, we get it. Relax, we'll be cool. But first things first, okay?" said Larry as he popped our last bottle of wine. "Everybody get naked and let's get nice and loose first." "Excellent idea," I said as I lit up the half joint in the ashtray. Bobbie dropped her robe and looked awesome in a matching set of violet Victoria's Secret - even though nothing was really secret. Rob doffed his robe and was wearing black silk boxers. Larry, Sheila and I dropped our sweats and pulled off our tees. Naturally, the three of us wore no underwear. We sat around on the bed and Rob explained what they wanted to film. He specifically wanted close ups. I got a kick out of Sheila who sat totally exposing her pussy to all. I got more of a kick out of Bobbie who couldn't take her eyes off it. Finally, we set up the shoot with Larry manning the cam. I took a seat off to the side intending to provide running commentary. The action started with Bobbie lying on the bed caressing herself as Rob walks into frame watching her. Soon, he starts caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples through the sheer bra. Sheila told them to pick up the action so Rob unhooked the bra and exposed Bobbie's erect nipples rising like pink buds. He moved around her and knelt between her legs kissing her twat as he peeled down the panties. Larry was capturing everything. When Rob lifted his face, Larry moved in for a wet shot. Sheila instructed Bobbie to open her pussy for him. She pulled her lips apart showing her full pink. Her inner lips were fleshy and her clit was long. It looked like Georgia O'Keefe's "Canna" or a Judy Chicago dinner plate. It was pretty and for a moment, I wished I was Rob's tongue. The room began to fill with the smell of her excited pussy. Sitting where I was, the competing scent of pussy and flowers was intoxicating. They filmed for about twenty minutes as Sheila put them into different positions and Larry captured every thrust. To be honest, I was getting bored and my dick alternated between stiff and dead. Finally, Sheila let them go for the money shot and Rob, with just a few strokes, shot his copious load across her tits. Bobbie ended the shoot by scooping up a handful of his cum and dramatically licking her fingers. Sheila handed the camera back to Rob who did a quick check of the film and pronounced it as perfect. "I'm more exhausted than you two. I need to rest. Where's my wine?" Sheila sat down on the bed next to Bobbie and propped herself up on the bolster. Looking down at Bobbie's cum-covered tits, she asked, "May I?" "Sure, go ahead. You earned it." Sheila slowly scooped up a glob of cum making sure she copped a feel and ran her hand across a nipple. Placing her fingers in her mouth, she said, "Mmmm. Very salty." Then she sipped her wine. "You know, Bobbie, I'm a little cheesed off," said Larry. "Why?" "Well, this morning in the hot tub, you nearly kissed my dick. How come I don't get to return the favor." "Because you don't and that's the deal. Anyway, I'd rather see you kiss Ray's dick. That would be a new one for me. I've never seen homosexual sex before and I'm very curious." "Ugh! Women! They always get their way. Come over here, Ray." I stood up and moved over to the side of the bed. Larry sat down between Sheila's legs and with a big flourish, took my dick between his lips. "Wow! He's really sucking your cock!" I looked at Rob whose eyebrows were again reaching the point of liftoff. Bobbie lay across Sheila's tummy to have a closer look. I knew she was teasing Sheila. I also realized that given her own inclinations, she'd be joining in but I sensed that Rob was the jealous type and the one who set the rules. Sheila must have picked up on this too because her hand was surreptitiously caressing Bobbie's nipple which was conveniently out of Rob's view. Bobbie shifted closer and moved in such a way as to make sure this action was away from Rob's eyes. Sheila reached down and inserted two fingers into her vagina while her thumb ribbed her clit. Rob's eyes alternated between Larry's mouth and Sheila's pussy. He was silent as he picked up the camera and began shooting. His very erect cock gave his true feeling's away. Meanwhile, Larry was doing a wonderful job on me and I groaned as I pushed myself deeper into him. He was making a big show of this blowjob as he went down to the root and then back up to the head. "Are you going to cum? I want to see you cum in his mouth." Sheila's scent filled the room as her fingers worked their magic. The sound of her squishing cunt and her excitable breathing was like an aphrodisiac to me as I started to pump harder. Bobbie was breathing hard, too. "That's good, Lar. Keep that up and you'll drink my load...any second now." Sheila's hands were furiously busy and I knew she'd be climaxing soon. Bobbie seemed to delight in Sheila's wet scent and edged a little closer. Bob was intent on filming as Bobbie reached over and began to stroke his massive cock but he gently pushed her away. I got the feeling that it was making the camera jiggle. We-95 Conclusion "Oh, yeah, Larry. That's it. Here it cums." I started to pump and he relaxed his lips so I could fuck his face. I was grunting as I began to fill his mouth with my load. At the last second, I pulled out and aimed it to the right, hitting both Sheila and Bobbie with a stream of goo. Bobbie seemed to know it was coming and moved up crushing Sheila's tits under her. It didn't matter though as I got her good. I turned my dick to the camera and let Bob take a close up shot of the dripping head. Then I fell onto the foot of the bed. Sheila's orgasm followed a moment later as she began to drip her honey down her legs. Pulling her sloppy fingers out, she let them drift past Bobbie's nose before she brought them up to her mouth. "I have to fuck you," said Larry as he turned to Sheila and slipped his dick into her. Bobbie moved back onto the bed. "You have cum on your face, babe." Bob talks! Bobbie wiped her face and tasted it saying, "Not so salty!" I laughed anyway. Larry pumped his wife hard and fast and within a few minutes dumped his load deep within her before collapsing on top of her. We all lay quiet for a few minutes except for Bob, who sat on the chair intently watching the playback. It occurred to me that this was his thing, he liked to watch. After a few minutes, Sheila said she wanted to take a shower. Bobbie said, "I could use one, too." "Come on, Bobbie. Let's clean up." She took Bobbie's hand and they walked into the bathroom. Larry refilled our wine glasses and lit up a thick bomber. As the sounds of toilets flushing and a running shower came through the door, I knew the women were getting it on in there. I casually passed the joint to Rob. This time, he took a deep hit and said, "Just don't tell Bobbie, okay?" "You know, you two should get passed that and start being honest with each other. These are really dumb secrets to keep. And if it starts like this, it will only get worse." "Your right, Ray, but I'd rather just keep it this way, if that's okay with you." "Hey! Whatever, man. Next thing is you'll probably tell us that you like to suck cock, too." "No. Not at all. It was great to watch but it doesn't do it for me. I've never done it and I never will. I'm a pussy hound." "You could have fucked Sheila," said Larry. "It's cool with me. You still can, you know." "Thanks, but not with Bobbie around." I slowly shook my head in disgust. "What, you don't think they're not getting it on in there? Don't be naive." "I doubt that very much." We could here the shower stop and the two of them giggling. It was a few minutes later when they emerged. I thought Bobbie looked a little flushed but I said nothing. "I'm hungry. Is anybody else?" "Sure. Let's get some food, shall we." Larry looked out the window and it was raining. "Let me call the front desk for advice." "Okay but we're going back to our room to get dressed. Call us when you find out. We're in 210." With that, they put on their robes and slipped out of the room. I was certain that Rob's appetite was a little munchier. As soon as they left, Larry and I looked at Sheila. "So, did you two get it on in the bathroom?" "I cannot tell a lie. My vajayjay was not the first she's licked. She couldn't wait to go down on me." We exploded in gales of laughter and high-fived each other. "I knew it. I just knew it!" "He was smoking dope with us but he made us promise not to tell her." "Too many little bullshit secrets. The truth will set you free!" Sheila and I worked on the roach while Larry called down to the desk. "The guy at the desk says we have several choices. I told him we'd call him back. He also said that he would send someone out for the food." He called 210. "So here are our choices: Chinese, which we had yesterday and it was okay; Italian, which he says is the best choice; Arby's, Burger King, McDonald's, Wendy's, Cracker Barrel and KFC." "I could do KFC." "No, let's do Italian." "How good could North Carolina Italian food be?" "Well, the Chinese surprised us. Let's get a few pizzas and salad...and more wine." "Okay, it's pizza by majority. I'll call the desk and we'll meet you in the Reading Room upstairs in a half hour." A little while later, a delivery kid brought the order in to the Reading Room. We'd set up a table and the desk clerk was nice enough to supply us with all the tableware. Larry apparently tipped the kid well as he left with a huge smile on his face. "Let's see what I got...two pizzas, one plain, one pepperoni. two veal parmesan heroes, two eggplant parmesan heroes, four Caesar salads, garlic knots, and two bottles of Chianti. I also got the kid to pick up a pint of Cuervo!" I handed him $40.00 but he pushed it away. "I can fuck your wife and I can suck your cock and I can pay my share for the food!" I stuffed the money into his pocket. Rob followed suit. Rocco and Duffy also had a great dinner. After they finished the dog mush in their bowls, there were plenty of crusts for them to work on. Our dinner was a loose affair considering all the drinking and smoking. Still, Rob and Bobbie never seemed to get as loose as us. They talked about snuggling up and watching a cable movie. Sheila talked about double penetration. I just rolled my eyes. After dinner, Larry and I took the dogs for a walk behind the dining hall. We were both somewhat drunk and rubber-legged. It seemed like the dogs were rubber-legged, too, but I suppose it was just us. I know that the dogs were plenty happy to be outside, that's for sure. We spent a lot of time joking about our Maine travelers while Rocco and Duffy took care of business. Back up in the room, the three of us played whist for a little while. After getting bored with that, we watched CSI and The Mentalist, drinking more and smoking more. I think I fell out a couple of times, in fact, I think we all did. During the news, the weather report finally was promising that the next morning, we'd be on our way. "I think maybe I'll hit the bed in my room and get a good night's sleep...be ready for tomorrow's drive." "That's not a good idea, not yet anyway. I'm in the mood for a little nightcap, are you boys up for it?" "There's no more wine or tequila, hon...maybe a joint?" "Maybe two joints...I mean the ones between you legs. Come over here to the bed, Ray and lay down. Larry, honey, let's suck some cock, what do you say?" Far be it from me to say no, I stripped and lay down as they lay on either side of me and the three of us began to kiss and feel each other in a very tender way. I was nice and very mellow. With one hand rubbing her pussy and the other on his cock, it was fine. Slowly, they moved their bodies around so they could suck on me. I now had a pussy on one side of my face and cock on the other. We continued our easy loving. Sheila nibbled the head while Larry slowly licked my balls. I placed my hands on their butts and pulled them closer to me so I could have access to both. First, I buried my nose in Sheila's gash and gently rubbed it around taking in her scent. Then I turned the other way and lightly licked around Larry's helmet. They were now licking my shaft and kissing each other as they reached the top. They did this several times. It felt just this side of divine. Things started to get a bit more intense as Larry began to seriously suck me. Sheila pulled my legs up and worked on my sac and my pucker. I began to lick and suck on Sheila's clit as if it was a small penis, pulling it up and into my lips. Her juices soaked my face and my moustache as she began to hump me. I went up and down on her clit and with each downstroke, she gently pushed back. I placed one hand between Larry's cheeks and tickled his anus occasionally pushing my finger into it. Soon, I was rubbing his prostate. Sheila, meanwhile, was fucking my face and bouncing up and down on me. I was now pulling at her clit and close to bringing her off. The sounds of grunts and bodies slapping against each other were intense. Finally, my oral ministrations had their affect and she arched up and then down hard. She was sopping wet, dripping her nectar and even spraying me as she came and came and came hard. She pushed her pussy down hard on me as she peaked. I was in heaven as she rolled off me. I turned to Larry's dick and took it into my mouth as deep as I could. My tongue ran around the shaft as I sucked on him. They were taking turns sucking on me. Larry rolled onto me and started fucking my taste buds. In short order, I felt the streams of his cum splashing off my palate and down my throat. I had to push him up so I could breath and swallow at the same time. His cum filled me and dripped out the sides but I managed to swallow the bulk of it. Holding his ass down and gently sniffing his balls, his cock lay between my lips. I began to bounce my ass off the bed as my cock started to boil up. As I began to come, they were intent on drinking all of my cum. I felt one mouth come off as the other replaced it and I gave them both a filling treat. I didn't know I had it left in me but I must have cum a load and a half. We lay together without moving until the two of them turned around to allow the three of us to kiss and share the remaining taste of each other's cum. It was a very beautiful moment for all of us. "That was great, you guys. That was about the deepest orgasm I've had in some time...from my toes all the way up. Oh, that was sooo good. We make a good threesome, don't we?" "You're right, Sheila. That was great for me, too. I tried to hold back but with that finger up my ass, I just couldn't." "Make that me, too. I can't remember a more sensual orgasm. We were all really into each other. This one was memorable. The way it's supposed to be. I think my mind blanked as I came." We fell asleep quickly wrapped around each other. Sometime during the night, I got up to pee and then began to go to my bed but Sheila moaned, "No, Ray, come back" and so I did. I fell back to sleep quickly enjoying the feeling of her breast against my chest. We awoke not long after dawn and in no time, we were packing up our cars. The air was not to cold but still very crisp. The three of us walked the dogs and held hands until it was time to go. "Rocco and I will probably stop somewhere north of Baltimore. Keep in touch and we'll meet for a second cup." I leaned into their Caddy and kissed them both. "Thanks, you guys, you saved this vacation for me." Rocco and I drove off and got back onto 95 north. As I drove along, I could still smell Sheila on my moustache, which happens to be one of the benefits of having a moustache as the scent of pussy lasts for hours. It was intoxicating. Fortunately, I-95 was clean and green as we drove further north. Sheila called me as I drove out of Baltimore and suggested we meet at the Maryland House near Warwick. I was surprised to pull in ahead of them but a few minutes later, they pulled up alongside. We walked the dogs and got some coffee and a Burger King breakfast. As we walked back to the cars, Sheila offered to ride with me until we reached the Richard Stockton rest stop on the Jersey Turnpike. Sheila wrote down their address and phone numbers for me. "Ray, Larry and I really want you to come up and stay with us for a weekend. I mean soon...real soon. We really enjoyed our threesome. We seem really right, don't we? We really like you, you're a good guy." "And I like you two as well. And we certainly do make a great threesome, Sheila. It was exceptional sex. Rocco and I would love to come up there. I'll be pretty busy for a while but maybe in late April or early May, we can make the drive." "We'll have a great time. Maybe one night, we'll have some friends over for a good old-fashioned sex orgy. But to be honest, Larry and I want you all to ourselves." "Whatever you guys want to do is okay with me just as long as I can eat your sweet pussy again, Sheil." We had wonderful conversation on the drive but it ended way too soon as I found myself at Exit 7. I had mentioned to Sheila that her scent on my moustache was finally fading away. She said that she could remedy that. She reached into her jeans and rubbed her hand around her crotch. She then rubbed her hand all over my 'stash and my nose. Smelling her again was like a revitalizing tonic. "Fuck this. I have a better idea." She unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down. Grabbing her white bikini panties, she ripped them off and then rubbed them around her snatch before handing them to me. "Here. This should get you all the way home." I pulled her close and gave her a deep kiss. She responded soulfully. "We'll see you soon, Ray," she said as she hopped out of the car. I waved to them and heading up the road on my last leg of the trip. Since that adventure, I've jerked off several times with her panties in my face. The scent is gone now but my memories of our fortunate meeting is fodder enough to get me to shoot all over my "cum-towel". We've spoken several times, emailed even more, texted quite a few times. We've sent each other nude photos and descriptions of what we will do to each other in a couple of months. I wrote this story for them as well as for myself. I know that they, too, have gotten off on the memory of that trip and I know that this writing will only enhance those memories. When the sex is good, nothing in the world can beat it. I'm looking forward to my trip to Altamont to see my new friends again. It amazed me that after a terrible two weeks in Florida, a couple of nights in Rocky Mount, North Carolina could redeem the whole trip. I say this with my dick in my hand and their bodies in my head. Rocco and I will be there soon. Keep your bed warm. -------------------------------------------- It happened like this. I tried to keep the events and the dialogue as true as I can remember it. I hope that, one day, you get as lucky as me. Please email me or leave me your comments. Vote early and often and I hope you enjoy the story. Any names and persons used in this story are purely coincidental, fictional, nonexistent and unintentional. If anyone wants to meet me, discuss the story with me or create our own adventure, I'm more than willing to oblige. We-95 "You know...maybe I could use a back rub first after sitting all day. My lower back feels a little tight. How 'bout we all massage each other first? I want you both to do me...make me cum but don't you two cum yet, I want to enjoy every minute of this." She rolled over onto her stomach. With Larry at her head and shoulders and me at her feet, we agreed to meet in the middle. He worked on her neck and shoulders. I massaged her left foot, working from the heel to her toes, finally taking her toes into my mouth and sucking on them. "Oh, Ray, that's fantastic." I proceeded onto her right foot performing the same action. From there, I worked her ankles and shins before moving to her thighs. I worked each thigh with two hands going as far up her cheeks to her tailbone. Several times, I purposely brushed my fingers into her gap, lightly caressing her slit. When I had completed my side of the massage, I spread her legs apart and leaned my face into her ass crack. I began to lick the crack, working my way down to her asshole where I tongued and licked and even jabbed into with the tip. She was enjoying this because she thrust her butt up and into my face. After a few minutes, I worked down to the bottom of her vagina and did some magic there. Larry had worked his way down to her tailbone and tapped me on my shoulder. "It's time to turn over, muffin. Ray, let's switch sides." Sheila rolled over and her face was beaming with a blissful smile. "You two are wonderful. I'd tell you to take this show on the road but you're already there. Now, go back to work!" I worked her in reverse, starting at her vagina, I ran my hands up along her hips, to her breasts, to her neck and up to her face. I did this motion several times until I stopped at her forehead and began to lightly massage her face. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling. I then went to work on her neck and shoulders. I caressed her collarbone and then cupped those perfectly lovely, round breasts. Leaning over her, I took a nipple between my lips and suckled it to immediate response. Her breasts were each a perfect handful. One of my favorite places on a woman is the bottom underside of the breast where it meets the chest. I love the texture of the skin there and the feel of the breast laying on my hands. I moved to her side and kissed this place as I gently kneaded her. She moaned and shifted her weight because Larry was now licking her pussy. Her scent was a heady blend of musk and sweet perfume, almost like lavender. I moved my head down to meet Larry and the two of us licked and nibbled at her sweet pussy. I felt her hand on my cock and reached down to join her in stroking it. Feeling her body tense up, I knew that Larry was about to bring her to her first orgasm so I moved away to allow him full access. I moved back to a position behind her head, my hands working her breasts and lightly pinching her nipples. My cock was resting in her hair and she reached for it, pulling it towards her mouth. "No, cutie-pie, this one is for you. Just enjoy it." I took my cock and brushed it around her lips without allowing her to devour it. Her breathing became more rapid and she bent her legs up. Larry took them and placed them over his shoulders. I felt her shudder and she began to arch her back, pushing her vagina deeper into his mouth. I moved to lay beside her and nibbled at her earlobe. Her nipples were hard and pointing to the ceiling. I squeezed them. "Oooh...yes...don't stop...I'm al...most...there..." She groaned and began to cum. The sound of Larry going down on her changed from lapping to sloshing as she soaked her thighs and the sheet below. She jerked twice and then fell back onto the bed with a beatific smile. "Ray," Larry panted, "You must taste this. She has the sweetest cum." He made room for me and I quickly pushed my noise into her to inhale as much of her scent as I could. It drove me nuts and made me rock hard. Larry was right, her juices were delectable, I thought, as I brought her to another orgasm. We let her come down. As she opened her eyes, her grin framed her face. "Boys, that was exceptional." She sighed. "What a good orgasm. I wish I could bottle it." "I wish I could bottle your cum," I offered, "You are delicious." "Yes, I've heard that before." She said as she ran her finger through her slit. Placing it between her lips, she said, "And I agree." She sat up, "That was just what I needed." "And speaking of bottling stuff, anyone want another shot?" This time Larry passed the little bottles around and lit up another doob. He also cut up an orange and handed me a salt shaker. "Larry, an orange? No lemons or limes?" "Well, y'know, we were in Florida..." Fortunately, the citric acid was sweet and not all that bad. Anyway, I love tequila. I looked over at Sheila who shivered a little after her shot. She looked good and even a little serene. "You look happy and satis..." "My goodness, you two were so gentle. It felt so good. I felt like I was really being indulged. Ray, you have wonderful hands and I love how creative you are. When you began to lick the underside of my breasts, I got lost, I swear." "Sheila, it felt great on my end, too. Like I said, you are delicious." "Aw, thanks. But now, it's your turn for a massage. As soon as you are finished toking up, lay down on your stomach." I took one more toke, laid down and stretched out. Immediately, I felt hands on my body and I could easily tell who was whom even though they both had soft hands. Larry was working on my shoulders and Sheila was at my feet. I closed my eyes and let them get into their groove while my body melted beneath them. Oh, this felt so good. I hadn't realized just how stiff my back had become from all my driving. As Sheila's hands moved up and Larry's moved down, I could feel each muscle release all the stored tension. "You guys are good." "Shush. You ain't seen nothin' yet." Sheila was working my butt cheeks and, as I had, she began to lick my crack down to my pucker. She slowly slid one finger into me massaging my sphincter. I loosened up and drew her finger deeper releasing a deep sigh. Larry worked on my lower back until Sheila slapped my ass. "Okay, it's time to turn over. On your back, please." I dutifully rolled over, my cock pointing to the ceiling. "Nice." She kissed the head. "We'll get to you, I promise...just you wait." She began to work on my feet. Larry, meanwhile, was sliding his hands around my torso and occasionally tweaking my nipples. Eventually, they met at my dick. Larry scooted over and the two of them began to lick it from the base to the helmet where they swapped spit. They did this for a couple of minutes until Sheila moved up to my head and slowly lowered her damp pussy. She slid herself slowly from my nose to my lips and then back again. She moved her head down so they could both continue their licking. Then Sheila started to hum and Larry quickly picked up her cue. I was getting a hum job from two mouths at the same time and I groaned ecstatically. "So good," I said, muffled by her snatch, "you're going to make my cum...soon." I couldn't see who was doing what as her pussy covered my face but I could tell that they were taking turns sucking me down. I felt my cum rising like Old Faithful as one of them caressed my sac. Suddenly, I was spraying the palate of one mouth as the other took over to take part of my load. I arched upward and filled that one, too, until there was no more to shoot. I sank back down on the bed and my body crumpled in pleasure. Sheila slid off me and I looked up to see two cum-covered faces licking each other clean. "Oh, you guys are good...no, make that excellent. Now, if you'll give me an opportunity to recover, I'll be ready to do Larry." "No, no, no. It's cool, Ray. I need pussy now so stay right where you are and relax." He was orchestrating us. "Sheila, you get back on Ray's face and let me just slip in here right behind you...and...just ease in..." I watched as his cock easily slid into her, his large sac draped on my forehead. With my left hand, I reached up and fondled it, running my finger up to his asshole. He squirmed back toward the finger. Then I tipped my head back and licked his scrotum, gently taking one ball between my lips. Sheila shifted too and rubbed herself along my chin. I went back and forth between them for only a couple of minutes until Larry picked up speed and began to grunt. I focused on his sac and felt him tense up. "Yesssssssssssss! Here it comes.!" He pushed into her as deeply as he could and began to cum. I watched as his backstroke revealed his white cream along the length of his dick. It began to drip down slowly in a pearly trail toward me. Within a few heartbeats, it was pooling all over my face. He slowly pulled out of her and dropped his dick between my lips. I sucked the head for all I was worth in an effort to receive any remaining man-juice and was rewarded with one final squirt. I felt him soften as he pulled away from me. I immediately pushed Sheila forward and began to clean her canal. Then I pulled her back and took her clit between my lips. Swirling around her flower and sucking the meatus caused her to buck against me until their combined cum covered my cheeks and my nose. She groaned and collapsed upon me. We all lay quietly for a minute or two. Slowly, ever so slowly, she rolled off me. The three of us lay there limp. Finally, with their cum dribbling toward my eyes, I got up and headed toward the john to wipe myself off. When I returned, her head was on his belly and her smile was ear to ear. "I think that was about the best...I don't know how it can get better...we really make a good group. I knew it when we first met in St. Augustine. When we got onto the car, I told Larry that I thought you would be a good roll in the hay. I just knew it. That was really great, guys. Thank you." "No, thank you, both of you. That was terrific...up there in the top ten!" "Not number one!" "It's hard to quantify, Sheila. It certainly was memorable though...I'll be jerking off to this for a long time!" "But if this wasn't the best, what was?" "Well, I think my first threesome is burned indelibly into my brain forever." "Tell us about it." "Yeah, tell us the story." Larry lit up another bomber and we sat draped upon each other as I told them about my first threesome. (See "My First Double-Header, Parts One and Two", http://www.literotica.com/s/my-first-double-header-ch-01). They listened to my every word and I could see that they were quite turned on by my tale. I told the story adding a bit more dramatics as it unfolded before ending it. My mouth was dry so I reached for a mini. "Wow, that was hot. Not like our first. Right, Lar?" "No, the first was awkward and uncomfortable and nothing really happened. But the second time was great." "What happened?" Larry passed the joint to me. "We got a little drunk with a couple we know and started talking about our fantasies. Before you knew it, we were naked and feeling each other up. Soon, it progressed..." "Did it ever! She and I started playing with each other and feeling each other up. She was very wet and I suddenly went down on her. I hadn't tasted a pussy since a drunken night with my old college roommate years before and I just loved it." "It got me and him hot just watching them and before I knew it, he was between my legs with my cock in his mouth. From there, we sort of put on a show for each other. That night, we fucked and sucked each other in every combination we could think of." "Do you still see them?" "Oh yeah. Every few months, we meet up and always seem to party. They would love you, Ray. We should make sure you're invited to their next 'naked party'." "Sounds like fun." "It's big fun, man. His cock is about twice our size!" Sheila spoke up. "All this talk has turned me on again. What I want to know is, can you two get it up for me again? I want you both to fuck me." Larry and I agreed that we could go another round. "Good. Let me watch as you get each other hard...just don't go too far and cum, okay?" Larry and I laid on our sides in a sixty-nine. We licked and sucked each other slowly and sensually. I looked up at Sheila who was propped up on the pillows and pulling at her nipples. As we both got stiff and began to seriously fuck each other's face, she told us to stop. She pushed Larry onto his back and in a reverse cowgirl, slowly lowered her butt onto his cock. When he was all the way in, she pointed to her pussy. I pushed her back onto him and pushed my cock into her. She squeezed and drew me in. I could feel his cock sliding back and forth behind her membrane and we got into a rhythm where he would withdraw and I would push in, I would withdraw and he would push in. It was a rhythmic pas de trois. "Oh, my God...awesome...fucking awesome...oh, my God." Sheila was very vocal as we moved together. She kept telling us how good it felt. And she was right, it felt damn good. We seemed to do this for some time. She moved her fingers down to her clit and I could feel them bounce against my belly. I leaned in and sucked at her nips and her beautiful round, full breasts. Our speed picked up and she began to mumble, almost chant. "Make me cum...It's so good...make me cum...so fucking good." We couldn't move very much or we would fall out of her although her kegels were pulling us and squeezing us. It felt great each time she would squeeze and release us. Once, she did it several times quickly which caused Larry and I to giggle. I felt her fingers quicken so I knew that she was getting close. I wasn't going to cum again but her kegels - as well as the scene below me - kept me hard. The three of us were now bathed in sweat. The room was bathed in the Sheila's unique scent. Sheila was holding my arms tightly. Larry wrapped his arms around the two of us. She was almost there. "Uh...uh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...oh...oh...good...g-g-g....ahhhhhhhhhhh...that's it...yes-yes-yes." I felt my dick flooded again as she came. She was pushing down on Larry and I could feel her muscles tighten against him. Her pussy was soaking and I could no longer keep myself within her. As she pumped away on Larry, I flopped out. I moved off to the side to watch them. Larry rolled her to the side and began a herky-jerky pump into her bowels. Finally, his eyes closed, I could see his forehead clench and release and I knew he'd cum. The three of us lay utterly exhausted, slimy and yet a kind of stoned-goofy-happy. I threw the covers over us and we snuggled. I believe that we fell asleep for a while, too. "Where are the dogs?" Larry's question roused us and we looked around. They were not to be found. I walked into the other suite and there they were snoring peacefully on one of the beds. Duffy was curled up in Rocco's belly. "Well, if it was good for us, it was good for them, too!" laughed Sheila. "Okay, since they're accounted for, come with me, my penises." She relit the joint and led us into the bathroom. Closing the door, she turned on the shower and let the room steam up. Finally, with the room warm enough, she cut back the hot water and the three of us squeezed into the large, glass-enclosed shower stall. As we washed and scrubbed each other down, we giggled, laughed and acted like little kids. Our hands were all over each other but it was not turning us on so much as making us feel sensuous. "I'm crazy about your tits, Sheila." "Hard to believe I nursed, isn't it?" "They are just perfect but oh, those nipples!" I tweaked them which made her giggle again. We all played with each other until we stepped out, then we had a group towel-off and that was plenty fun, too. When we were dried off, we walked back to the bed. "I could sleep for a while now. How 'bout you two?" "I like that idea." Larry stepped over to the window and made a very unhappy sound. "I think you should check this out first," he said. We looked out onto the parking lot to see that the storm was dumping a combination of snow and ice onto the ground. We talked about what sort of driving lay ahead. "I don't want to think about it," said Sheila. "I just want to snuggle with my penises." She pulled back the sheets on the king-sized bed and we all crawled in. "Ah," I laughed, "a Sheila sandwich!" "With special sauce!" exclaimed Larry. In no time, we were all quiet and drifting off into the arms of Morpheus, happily asleep. I awoke to the sound of the Weather Channel. It was early, about six a.m. and Larry was checking the forecast. Sheila mumbled something and curled into me. "What are they saying, Lar?" "It ain't good, Ray. They're saying that the snow should stop around noon but that the ice will make the roads treacherous until tonight when it's supposed to warm up into the forties. I'm thinking that we're not going anywhere today." "Does that mean that we'll have to stay in this room and fuck all day? Oh, heavens, what a fate!" "Something like that. Go back to sleep for a while." "Alright, but I've got to eat some breakfast and take Rocco for a walk so don't let me sleep too late." I pulled Sheila closer and damn if she didn't feel good against me. I closed my eyes and no longer able to sleep, listened to the Weather Channel. I had a feeling that it was going to be a long day. to be continued... -------------------------------------------- Please email me or leave me your comments. Vote early and often and I hope you enjoy the story. Any names and persons used in this story are purely coincidental, fictional, nonexistent and utterly intentional. If anyone wants to meet me, discuss the story with me or create our own adventure, I'm more than willing to oblige.