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Subject: {ASSM} Love Times Three - Pt 1/3  (MFFF, mast, voy, cons, rom)
Date: Fri,  2 Mar 2001 14:10:02 -0500
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WARNING: Graphic and explicit descriptions of sexual activity involving
sexual intercourse, oral sex and  masturbation in a loving but
unconventional relationship. .  Do not proceed to read this if you are under
the legal age for viewing such material or you are in a place or under a
jurisdiction that makes the reading or possession of such material illegal.
If you have received this material unsolicited it is not due to the author
distributing it in that manner.  This story was posted to
alt.sex.stories.moderated or sent by email only in response to a request
from parties identifying themselves to the author.

Copyright has been notarised under the author's real name.  Reproduction for
commercial purposes in whole or part without permission prohibited.  The
author has the resources to pursue Copyright violators.

Finally this is a true story about one of the most memorable, pleasurable
and important experiences of my life.  For those who get bored with this
part of the story (mainly masturbation) the explicit sex starts in Part 2.
This part mainly focusses on our initial sexual relationships and sets the
stage for what happens next.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Here is the unusual but true story about how I got involved in a three way
relationship.  I have used the girls real first names as I know they won't
be further identified.  Obviously from the way I say some of the things in
this story I became close friends with Julie, Shelley and Carol. We had
great fun looking back at and talking about the pieces that formed this
relationship.  This story is built from some of those pieces and most
surprisingly it is true. All the participants know this story has been
written and hopefully may even write their own perspective of it.  We are
Australian and although I have tried to remove the influence of local
dialect some may remain - consider it local colour (color).


Love Times Three (Part 1 of 3)

This all takes place in a townhouse I lived in when I was 23.  The townhouse
has two levels with a small yard that adjoins other similar dwellings.
There were about 15 townhouses in this complex, generally staggered in a
pattern so you had a lot of privacy.  This initially took place in January,
late on Saturday afternoon and that evening.  The only other townhouse I
could partially see into and which could see part way into mine was across
directly the garden.  The upper balconies are set back from the front of the
houses and are usually quite private.

I was sitting/lying on the upper balcony in a swim suit known as "Speedos"
after spending most of the day at the beach.  I was at the time a surf
lifesaver (voluntary life guard) and this is the swim suit style most
commonly worn and it doesn't leave a lot to the imagination.  There were two
girls living in the townhouse across from mine, one called Julie - age 22,
and the other called Shelley - age 24. I had only a passing acquaintance
with them - you know how you say hi to someone when you see them but that is
about all you ever get to say.

I had been training at the beach most of the morning and afternoon.  When I
got home I was pretty tired and crashed out on the balcony to rest for a
while before checking out what my friends were up to that night.  While
lying on the sun lounge I started to think about following up with a
particular girl I had been flirting with the previous Tuesday night called
Carol.  We had been eyeing each other for a while and chatting on and off
for a couple of months and I finally plucked up the courage to get to know
her better about two weeks before.

Last Tuesday we had finally gotten around to the hand holding, kissing and
cuddling stage - not being in any particular rush to push my advances to her
and possibly frighten her off (or so I thought). We had done a lot of
kissing and caressing (still clothed) that night.  I could tell by Carol's
body language and little responses that she had been feeling as turned on as
I had been from the attention we paid each other.  However, she didn't want
to take things further then (as I correctly suspected she was having her
period and a bit embarrassed about it).

Needless to say I was as horny as hell and masturbated when I got home that
night - to thoughts of her body's response under my touch and imagining what
might lie in the not to distant future.  I am not shy and pretty
uninhibited, so I usually walk around naked, with a hard-on or not, with the
blinds or curtains in whatever position they happen to be in.  However I do
not deliberately expose myself - this place was pretty private and I knew
no-one could see in (or so I thought).

The night when I masturbated after seeing Carol I was stroking my cock while
sitting on the side of the bed nearest the balcony doors/windows (glass
across the full length and height) with vertical blinds.  The blinds were
partially open to let the breeze through and the bedside lamp was on.

The bathroom belonging to the girls across the drive was roughly in line
with my bedroom balcony and fitted with frosted glass.  As mine was - in
line with their balconies and fitted with the same glass.  Usually the
bathroom windows do not open much and you can't see out very well. - I had
modified mine so I could open it right up as I like a lot of air through the
bathroom to clear steam, etc.  Shelley (the 24 yr old) had also changed
their bathroom window to do the same.

Well, as you might have guessed I had been caught in the act but didn't know
it. Apparently Shelley had been watching me masturbating in my room for
quite a while, to the point where she had bought a set of small binoculars.

Julie, the other girl, didn't know until she was in the bathroom that
particular Tuesday night and found the binoculars Shelley had accidentally
left behind.  Guess what she saw when she looked out the window?  She didn't
connect what the binoculars were there for until she saw me doing something
"unusual" behind the blinds and picked them up out of curiosity for a better
look.

I don't know how long she was watching as I spent quite a long time slowly
stroking my cock while imagining what I was going to do with Carol.
Thinking about feeling the shape and texture of her breasts, teasing her
nipples to tighten and erect them, caressing, feeling, looking and tasting
almost every inch of her.

Anyway, not long after I came I noticed the silhouette of a head outlined in
their bathroom  window.  Apparently Shelley used to close the bathroom door
to stop the background glow of their hall light so I never noticed anyone
before. Seconds after I looked up and started trying to work out if there
was someone over there the head disappeared and I saw an indistinct shape
move out of their bathroom.  I wasn't sure if someone had been looking my
way and didn't think much more of it.  After all, I was in my place, in
private and if someone  was interested enough to go to the trouble to watch,
so be it.  But I watched that window closely for the next few nights.

So here I am, Saturday afternoon, lying on the sun lounge on the balcony
thinking about Carol and getting pretty aroused.  I thought about the girls
across the drive and was sure they were out and took off my swimmers (the
balcony is only viewable from their bathroom window and a little from one
bedroom and I was checking both).  The warm sun on my penis was really
pleasant and I was soon fully erect and slowly stroking although I didn't
intend to come.

Having initially thought about the girls across the garden, I soon wasn't
only thinking about Carol but also Shelley who was really quite a picture.
What worked me up even further was  imagining her over there watching me,
and, me watching her from my window (something that hadn't occurred to me
before - what a wasted opportunity).  It was an hour later or so when I
eventually went inside. As I turned around I thought I caught the shape of a
head moving across their window, just a glance and nothing I could tell for
certain.

Later I showered, shaved and went to get changed.  Having forgotten to
recharge my electric razor I went back into the bathroom without turning on
the light.  The power outlet is beside the window and I looked across the
garden as I walked in.

By now it was getting quite dark outside and with a heart thumping double
take I saw the unmistakable form of a woman lying on the bed in the room
directly across from me.  Now I had seen lots of naked women - the beach has
as many uncovered as covered breasts - so I wasn't too interested and I do
respect the privacy of others.  But....  I did notice as I went to walk away
that she looked like she was... doing something.

I don't have binoculars but I do have a camera with a big telephoto lens.
So I went and got it (no film) and using the window sill as a support had a
close look across the drive. I was more curious than anything else, and when
I saw that she was masturbating I nearly dropped the camera.  I think all
the blood in my body rushed to my cock!  I  was instantly so hard I was
trembling and nearly unable to hold the camera still.

Needless to say I couldn't keep my hand off my penis as I watched this girl
quite rapidly bring herself to what looked like a pretty powerful orgasm.
As soon as I saw her breasts and neck begin to blush and her hips rotate
slightly upwards I recognised the sign she was about to come and I couldn't
stop myself from joining her.  We shared a simultaneous orgasm and I had
only stroked myself about 20 times.

Just as I came I realised this girl may been at the window earlier and
perhaps she was masturbating to what she had seen.  This doubled the
intensity of my coming to be what I can only say was one of the most
powerful orgasms I have ever had from masturbation (lots of times I have
come but I consider orgasm to be different feeling yet again).  With come
all over my hand and running down the wall I kept watching (without the
camera) to see which girl it was.  In a few minutes I was pleasantly
surprised to see Julie sit up, draw a robe around her and walk to the
window.  She looked straight across at my bathroom window, shrugged her
shoulders and left the room.

Over the next few months, Julie and I played a little peek a boo game, never
really sure if the other was watching.  I  knew when Julie was watching
because I could see her silhouette at the bathroom window or her bedroom
window..  She just assumed I was because my bathroom window was open and she
had left her blinds partly open (the girls had assumed a long time before
that I was trying to peep at them due to my  modified window and were quite
surprised that I hadn't been).

As I said earlier Shelley had been secretly watching me for quite a while.
Julie didn't know this  although she suspected it once she found the
binoculars.  It was quite funny when it turned out that often both Shelley
and Julie were watching me at the same time but didn't know it (Shelley from
the bathroom and Julie from the corner of her bedroom window). Both girls
pretty much knew when the other was or had masturbated (distinctive noises
during, body language before or after, etc.) and this in turn usually led to
the other privately joining in.

I often got to watch Julie enjoying herself and usually I would make my way
to my bathroom window while cleaning up after masturbating, to see her fully
spread and concentrating on her own self stimulation.  Sometimes I changed
my masturbation technique to better enjoy the experience. Instead of
bringing myself to climax I would stop before it (maybe fake my climax) and
then move to watch Julie.  This way I could stroke myself to a better,
fuller (and messier) orgasm and time it to coincide with her peak of
pleasure.

Getting to see Shelley masturbate was a different story. Her room was not
visible from my place at all.  Shelley used to watch me from their bathroom
and wonder why I would sometimes stand transfixed looking out of my bathroom
window after I masturbated.  She guessed I was looking into Julie's room but
not why as I seldom used the camera and lens to watch Julie (something about
needing both hands perhaps).

One night when Julie was away for work (a fairly common event) Shelley
watched me from the bathroom window.  When I moved hopefully to my bathroom
window she moved to Julie's room. At the time I didn't know it was Shelley
as she had a towel wrapped around her hair and a robe on that was not unlike
Julie's.  But when she spread herself across the bed I was pretty certain it
wasn't Julie as by now I knew those curves and features almost as well as if
we shared a bed together.

I went and got the camera and soon the telephoto lens removed all doubt as I
zoomed into to see Shelley's beautiful face and more ample bust topped with
delicious orange-pink rosebud nipples (Julie had cute, pink, pencil eraser
buds).  Both had firm beautiful breasts but the shapes were distinctly
different.

As I soon witnessed, Shelley masturbated at a pace and intensity that also
was very different.  She was also much more explicit, making sure I had a
clear view of the focus of her passion at all times. I could tell she was
enjoying her display as much as I was because she moved to make sure I could
see  how she stimulated herself.  At times it seemed her display was
intended to teach me what she liked, how to satisfy her, how to tease, tempt
and reward her.  Watching Shelley was like watching a private show, whereas
watching Julie was more like sharing something special.

I soon learnt that whenever Julie was away Shelley would waste no time in
taking advantage  of the situation.  She was far bolder than Julie and
started blowing me kisses goodnight after she finished her private show.  I
returned the favour so there was no longer any doubt we each knew the other
was there.  I soon started blowing kisses to Julie too and after her initial
surprise  she returned them enthusiastically. It was my kisses that
confirmed Shelley's suspicions (as she watched from their bathroom) that
Julie and I were definitely having fun with each other.

Shelley moved out the next year just after Carol and I started living
together. I didn't know but Carol and Julie had gone to school together and
were old friends. So  instead of finding another room-mate Julie moved in
with us.  Carol didn't know about the peeking games Julie and I had engaged
in until much later.  Needless to say  Julie and I teased each other
terribly when we lived together, although in a much more modest way then we
had before.

....... to be continued (see Love Times Three  Part 2)

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

This ends Part 1.  It is a bit wordy but I suppose I am having difficulty
putting such a wonderful experience down as a short story - I can still
remember every detail.

Please let me know if you enjoyed what I have written.  If you haven't
enjoyed it, taking note of the last paragraph below, let me know. One cannot
grow in any endeavour without constructive criticism. Please feel free to
critique  by sending email to davlstr at hotmail dot com (sorry there is no
link but I hate spam).

This story has been written not to provide just another pornographic tome
but with hope to contribute to the greater font of understanding about the
human being.  If that is to deep and meaningful then just read it and have a
good wank.

If you have a moral objection to me writing this story or find the topic
objectionable in itself then stop reading this type of material in general.
The author believes in personal liberty and free speech that does not incite
hatred.  If you do not like the story because of your beliefs then please
understand that I may not share some of those beliefs.  E-mail telling me
otherwise will be enthusiastically ignored.

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