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From: "GM TH" <gmth@literotica.org>
Subject: {ASSM} First Threesome (MFF, cons, oral, bi)   by GMTH
Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 13:10:08 -0500
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(c)2000 by GMTH
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Around 3:00 AM, I abandoned the idea of getting any sleep. The
couch on which I was lying was narrow and uncomfortable, and cold
air from the air conditioning vent above my head was blowing
directly on my face. Across the room on another couch, Bill
snored drunkenly, uncharacteristically slumbering very deeply. I
suppose he felt safe enough here - with two other operatives
nearby to cover his ass in case something happened - to let his
guard down and really sleep for a change. 

I sat up and sighed, pulling the borrowed quilt around me more
tightly in a vain attempt to thaw out my frozen legs. I doubted I
would have been able to sleep even if the room had been warm and
quiet. My thoughts were racing too quickly. I was trying vainly
to deal with a disturbing realization I had come to that night. 

It had started out like any Friday night when we weren't on
assignment. The six of us - Eve, Bill, Eddie, Jay, Bud and myself
- decided to hit a few bars. And, just like most nights when we
got together, one by one the guys drifted off until finally only
Eve, Bill and I were left. We ended up in a dance club. I sat
alone at a table nursing a beer while Eve and Bill bellied up to
the bar and shared a bottle of tequila to forget the week's
grisly work. Soon enough, Eve hit the dance floor, and Bill
started chatting with a pair of big tits sitting next to him at
the bar. I smiled to myself and shook my head. Bill's taste in
women had always been questionable, to say the least. 

The music was loud and the lights flashed on the dance floor,
casting the dancers first in shadow and then in blazing light.
There were so many people crowded into one small area that it
took me a moment to locate Eve. Finally, I spotted her, dancing
by herself directly in front of the huge, vibrating speaker. She
was very drunk and she danced wildly, swinging her arms and
gyrating her pelvis in time with the beat. It wasn't until
several minutes later that I realized I was hypnotized by her
movements, and another few minutes beyond that before I
acknowledged that the sight of my friend's overtly sexual
movements was causing a distinctly pleasant tingling between my
legs. 

As I sat there staring at her, it struck me that I was in love
with her, and had been for some time. I had known for years that
I was bisexual, so it shouldn't have come as much of a shock. In
fact, if I had been honest with myself, I would probably have
realized it long before that moment. We had grown very close over
the years, but I had deluded myself into believing it was just a
matter of the two women on the team bonding in an effort to
combat the barracks mentality of the men. Yet looking back, I
realized that for years I had only really felt alive when she was
nearby, recalled a couple of needlessly close calls I had
subjected myself to because I imagined she was in more danger
than she actually was. It all came to me in a rush which almost
knocked me off my chair. Sitting there now watching her ass
bounce in a tight pair of faded Wrangler's, I was nearly
paralyzed by a thunderbolt of lust. 

Later I helped pour my two comrades into my car and drove them
back to Eve's place so we could crash. Now here it was, the
middle of the night, and I had thought of nothing else but Eve's
soft body for hours. My panties were soaked through, and I could
smell my own musky scent every time I moved my legs. 

I sighed again, then decided to get up and use the john. Bill was
really out - under ordinary circumstances, he would have awakened
as soon as I moved past him, bare feet or no. But tonight, he
didn't even stir, and the pattern of his snores continued
unabated. 

I felt uncomfortable and restricted in my clothes, so when I
spied one of Eve's nighties hanging on a hook on the back of the
bathroom door, I stripped bare and put it on. It was made of some
cool, silky fabric and the sensuous touch of it felt fabulous
against my bare skin. For a moment, I leaned back against the
sink and stroked my upper thighs with the hem of the nightie.
Unbelievably, wearing a garment that I knew had touched Eve's
naked body turned me on even more. God, I was wet. 

I turned off the bathroom light and padded lightly down the hall
to the room where I had dumped Eve into bed an hour before. I
stood in the doorway for a moment, debating with myself about
what to do next, when to my surprise I heard her voice. "That
you, Gina?" she slurred. 

"Yeah, it's me," I replied. I stepped into the room, leaving the
door slightly ajar behind me. Light from the three-quarters moon
streamed in the window, flooding the room in a gentle,
blue-tinted light. "You feeling OK?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said, sitting up in bed. "Just a little
headache. Thanks for bringing me home." 

"Anytime," I said, sitting slowly on the edge of the bed. I found
myself unable to look at her, and I realized my heart was
pounding with the excitement of being so close to her. 

She yawned and rubbed her eyes. "How come you're up?" she asked.

"I couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind." 

She leaned forward. "Yeah? Whassamatter?" 

Finally, I looked up at her. "I'm horny," I said, smiling slowly.


She smiled back. "Whyn't you go wake ole Bill?" she replied. "He
might be able to remedy the situation." 

I moved closer to her, then tentatively reached out and took her
hand. "Bill's... not the one I want," I answered softly, pulling
it into my lap. 

She froze and looked down at our joined hands, but to my
surprise, she didn't try to pull away. I knew she'd never been
with another woman, and hoped I wasn't rushing her. I made no
move other than to begin rubbing her knuckles with the side of my
thumb. 

Finally, she looked up. The expression on her face made me bold,
and I leaned in toward her. I was unsure until the very last
moment if she would actually allow it, but then our lips were
together and I was kissing her at last. 

We kissed for a long time. Her mouth tasted of stale tequila, but
I wanted her so badly she could not have tasted sweeter if she
had spent the night drinking from a jar of honey. I traced her
jawline with my lips, kissing my way down her neck to the
sensitive juncture of the neck and shoulder. This soft area of
skin smelled so warm and delicious I wanted to lose myself there
forever. Gently, I kissed and nipped at it, delighted to find
that it tasted as wonderful as it smelled. She shivered at my
touch, a surprised gasp escaping her lips. She entwined her
fingers in my hair and pulled me closer, arching her neck. 

I took the lead in gently exploring her body, stroking her skin
and unbuttoning her blouse. She was braless, and her hard nipples
cast shadows on her chest in the moonlight. I groaned when I saw
her naked breasts, thinking I had never seen anything so
beautiful. She quivered when I cupped them in both hands,
carefully avoiding contact with the nipples, and kissed the round
fullness beneath my fingers. I kissed and tongued my way around
her nipples, teasing her unmercifully until at last neither of us
could stand it any longer and I had to take one high, puckered
point between my lips. I flicked it with the tip of my tongue and
pulled on it with my teeth, rolling the other one between my
thumb and forefinger. She moaned and called out my name softly. 

I pulled back for a moment and eased her out of her jeans. I
leaned her back against the pillows so she was lying on my left
arm, and I slipped in close enough beside her that I was able to
encircle her breast with my left hand. "Last chance," I
whispered. "Are you sure you're OK with this?" She said nothing;
instead, she turned her face to mine and kissed me hungrily,
thrusting her tongue into my mouth by way of an answer. 

I continued to kiss her and tug at her nipple, while allowing my
right hand to move slowly down her belly toward the soft thatch
of hair between her legs. I was delighted to find she was as wet
as I was. I wanted to tease her for a moment, so I dipped only
the tip of my forefinger into that moist patch, drawing it up
through her lips. But she would have none of that. She reached
down between her legs and grabbed my wrist, pushing it forward so
my fingers were shoved deep up inside her body. She moaned deep
in her throat as I began a rhythmic fucking action with two
fingers, tantalizing her with the constant friction it caused
against her swollen clit. Her body twitched uncontrollably when I
grazed her nipple with my teeth, moving my hand faster between
her legs. 

When I sensed her approaching climax, I stopped suddenly and
enjoyed the almost panicked look on her flushed face as I pulled
back. I was dying to taste the sweet ambrosia that oozed between
my fingers. I pulled her knees farther apart and lay down on my
belly between them, thrusting my face into her fiery pussy. She
raised herself up on her elbows and gasped, throwing her head
back at the first contact between my mouth and her slippery cunt.
I sucked and tongued her clit, occasionally slipping the long tip
of my tongue between her lips to lap up more of her sweet
essence. This was the part I loved best, and I sucked her
ferociously, reveling in the feel of her juices slipping down my
chin onto the sheets below us. 

Suddenly, I felt someone's hands on my bare ass. I stiffened and
was about to flip over on my back and whip kick the shit out of
whoever it was when I heard Bill's familiar voice come out of the
darkness. "Easy, baby," he said. "Easy, easy, easy. It's only
me." And as he said it, he eased one long finger, then two, deep
into my aching slit. For a moment, I almost forgot about Eve as I
felt my inner muscles clench around his fingers. He jerked them
in and out of me, and a groan escaped my mouth almost without my
volition. 

"I've been standing in the doorway for the past twenty minutes
watching you work over this innocent child," he said, "and I
thought it might be fun to join in." Eve chuckled at this
statement - no one had ever referred to her as an "innocent
child" before. I couldn't answer. He was still fucking me with
his huge, callused fingers and I was in no position to do
anything but writhe under his touch. After a moment, Eve lifted
her hips toward my mouth again, and, getting the hint, I returned
to my work. 

"God, that's a beautiful sight," Bill murmured as he watched me
lick Eve's pussy. "How's that feel, Eve? Did you ever imagine
having another woman bury her face in your cunt like that? Huh?
Ever think it would feel as good as getting fucked by a big, hard
cock? And you, baby," he continued, addressing me now, "you have
the wettest, hottest pussy I have ever felt. I want to fuck it.
Would you like that? You want me to shove my dick up there, baby?
You have to ask me for it if you do." 

The hot talk had turned both Eve and me on even more, if such a
thing were possible at that point. "Yes, Billy," I gasped. "I
need it. Fuck me. As hard as you can. And don't stop." 

He peeled the nightie up over my hips and stroked my ass, making
sounds of appreciation at the way my skin glowed in the
moonlight. Then he grabbed me by the pelvis and pulled me up onto
my hands and knees. In such a position, it was difficult for me
to reach between Eve's legs, but I bent my head low and dove into
her again. Behind me, I heard Bill's belt buckle hitting the
floor. A moment later, his hand returned to my hip and I felt the
head of his enormous cock rubbing my throbbing gash. With a
single mighty thrust which nearly knocked me over with its force,
he drove himself into me up the hilt. "Ahhhhhhhh, GOD, baby," he
groaned as he pumped my tight cunt, "I've never felt anything so
amazing." 

The fact that he had been drinking meant he was able to go
forever, and he pounded me for what felt like an eternity. Eve
had orgasm after orgasm as she lay twitching beneath me, until
finally, raw and pulsating, she couldn't take any more. She
wriggled out from under me and Bill flopped down on the bed in
her place. I felt horribly empty for those few moments after he
withdrew, and as soon as he was on his back, I climbed atop him
and impaled myself again on his stiff, magnificent cock. Eve sat
by and watched for a moment as I rode Bill, bobbing up and down
on him in a manner which brought every millimeter of him into
contact with my clit. I suppose Eve decided she hadn't had enough
after all, because she straddled Bill's mouth, facing me, and
lowered herself onto his tongue. As he suckled her, she pulled on
my sensitive nipples, pinching them harder as she approached yet
another explosive orgasm. 

The room was filled with the sound and smells of our passion, and
I could still taste Eve on my lips. A loud buzz filled my ears as
my own climax began to build, and I moved even faster on Bill's
hard dick. When it hit, I cried out loudly and grabbed Eve by the
shoulders, pulling her in close and bucking my hips madly against
Bill's pelvis, grinding my clit against the base of his cock. Eve
gasped, riding the wave of another orgasm of her own. I clasped
her shoulders until the very last quiver of my orgasm passed,
then released her. In the moonlight, I could see the red marks my
tight grasp had left on her skin. Slicked with sweat, she swung
her leg over Bill and sat on the bed beside us, chest heaving. 

Bill's face was also covered with beads of perspiration. I smiled
at him slowly, then leaned down over him until my breasts dangled
in his face. "Your turn, Billy boy," I announced. He grinned
back, then rolled me over onto my back. "You got that, right,
baby," he intoned. He grabbed a couple of pillows and slid them
under my hips, raising them off the bed. Then kneeling between my
knees, he entered me again and began thrusting savagely, pounding
me like a machine. In this position, he was able to access my
clit, and he pinched and rolled the slippery bud between his
fingers with such skill that my pelvis involuntarily bucked off
the pillows, forcing his steel cock even further inside. I came
to two more screaming orgasms in quick succession before he
reached his own climax. He let out a loud, anguished groan and
released a torrent of hot juices deep inside my body, then
collapsed on top of me, his breath coming in erratic, tortured
grunts. 

Sated at last, the three of us lay together, panting, completely
worn out. My thoughts finally quieted, I fell asleep grasping
Eve's breast. 

The next morning, I was awakened by the feel of Bill's rough
hands binding my wrists with nylon rope, while another, softer
set of hands twisted my nipples into deliciously painful knots.
It was to be the first of many, many weekends the three of us
would spend together in bed. 


GMTH

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