(MMF, cons, rom, oral, bi, threesome, 1st)
by bytesexual
This story contains sexually explicit material. If you are not of the legal age to read this, or this type of literature offends you, please do not read it.
This story is copyright 2003, 2007 by its author.
He is sitting in a chair, staring at the computer in his lap. I walk over to him, and kneel so that our eyes are at a similar level. (His height is within a few inches of mine.) While looking into his eyes, I scritch the top of his head, and notice a slightly hint of a smile, but otherwise his focus appears to remain completely on the laptop computer; his eyes don't leave the computer screen.
I pull up a chair so that I can sit behind him, and start stroking his back. I start with four fingertips, slowly dragging them from one side of his back to the other, then back to where I started. I repeat this a few times, the final time with less pressure, trying to find that point where my touch is only barely noticable. I scritch the top of his head again. I put the palm of my hand on his back, and make small circles with a few fingertips.
I look across the smallish apartment at her, and see that while she still has a red pencil in her hand, she doesn't look like she's actually looked at the papers on the table particularily recently, and she has a look of desire in her eyes. I tell her to come over. I'd been planning for this, and had put the chair I am sitting in at a 45 degree offset from his chair, so that when she sits down in my lap at a 90 degree angle from me, we're each at a 45 degree angle from him. I wrap one of my large hands around her smallish hand, and go back to stroking his back with my fingertips, with her fingertips also being dragged along his back as I move my hands. I do the same with the other hand. We continue this for a little while, with me looking into her eyes and vice versa and smiling.
I tell her to continue stroking his back as I move my hands away, and move my hands to her back. After a bit of stroking her back, she closes her eyes, and then we kiss, while my hands continue to stroke her back, and her hands continue to stroke his back.
I break the kiss off abruptly, and see the look on her face asking for more, with a slight bit of disappointment. I take her hands into mine, and stretch my arms up as far as they will go; she takes the hint and stands up.
I gently pull her shirt off, and set it down on the chair, then put her hands on my waist, and she takes my shirt off. Then come her pants, then mine. I kneel down, and kiss her mouth again.
I spend several clueless, inexperienced seconds fumbling to figure out how to take her bra off, but eventually do so without too much interruption to the overall flow of events. I carefully examine her bare breasts for several seconds, then spend many more seconds telling her how wonderful they are.
We kiss again, and while she and I are kissing, we both become naked. I break off the kiss, and notice that his attention is still focused on his computer. Smiling broadly, I lead her by the hand to the bed.
She and I continue through orgasm, then fall asleep in each other's arms.
A couple hours later, he finds his way to the bed; I suck him off, and then we sleep, the three of us cuddling together.
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