
WARNING: Graphic and explicit descriptions of sexual
activity involving sexual intercourse, oral sex and 
masturbation in a caring and loving but unconventional
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resources to pursue Copyright violators.  This work was
previously titled Love Times Three and published in 1999
(under the pseudonym Dave Lester) and it has now been
partially re-written (and improved I hope).

If you have a moral objection to me writing this story or find
the content or topic objectionable then stop reading it now.
The author believes in personal liberty and freedom of speech
that does not incite hatred or harm others.  If you do not like
the story because of your beliefs then please understand that I
may not share some of those beliefs and may in fact find them
as offensive as you find mine. 

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Here is the unusual but true story about how I got involved in
a three way relationship.  For many years I have been close
friends with the three ladies mentioned and we had great fun
looking back and talking about the pieces that formed our
relationship.  This story is built from some of those pieces and,
except for a little embellishment to make it more enjoyable to
read, this is a reasonably accurate account from my (male)
perspective. Hopefully, one day the ladies may write their own
versions. We are Australian and although I have tried to
remove the influence of local dialect some may remain -
consider it local colour (color).  The ladies involved have read
this story, provided some critique and consented to me
publishing it.  


Tri-Times  (Part 3)

Almost reluctantly Carol began to return to earth, slowly at
first and then more rapidly until she slumped spent and
content. Her eyes opened just a little too quickly and she cast
a furtive glance around as if to reorient herself and take stock
of the situation.  I was still nuzzled in her loins, savouring the
warm wetness and Julie was stretched out beside her, close
but not touching.  

I pulled back a little and I could feel the tension creep into her
body as she fully realised what had happened and although
nothing was said it was obvious she was more than a little
embarrassed. The next few minutes or even seconds would be
critical as to how things progressed for not just the rest of that
day but also further into the future. This new experience was
now about more than assuaging the burning, throbbing need in
my crotch. It was about how all three of us would see each
other afterwards. No words were exchanged, no meaningful
looks passed between us but it was obvious this was a
watershed moment.

Julie broke the momentary impasse by retrieving tissues from
the bedside table and passing them to me.  My mouth, cheeks,
chin and nose were coated in the sweet remnants of Carol's
passion.  Silently Julie then left the bedroom and I moved into
the warm spot she left and snuggled up to Carol, holding her
close and kissing her hair. She wriggled around a bit before
raising herself on one arm, smiled and then kissed me briefly
before falling back on the pillows.  She closed her eyes and in
a far off dreamy sort of voice said "That was wonderful". It
wasn't even her birthday.

Before I could say anything Julie reappeared and I motioned
for her to join us by patting the bed near my knees. I slid
across the bed and gently bumped Carol as a hint to make a
little more room.  Carol rolled onto her side facing me, her
head on my shoulder. Julie lay down beside me, propped on
one elbow with her head near my ankles.  I was now lying on
my back and I squirmed up a bit to get more comfortable. As I
shifted about did my still fully erect penis flicked back and
forward directly in the line of sight between the two girls.
Ever tried to hold a conversation with someone when there is
a flower pot or vase in your line of sight?  Even more
distracting was the way my cock bobbed slowly up and down,
even I kept looking at it dancing in air between us.

Suddenly both girls tried to speak at once, their eyes moving
to look at each other.  Neither pair of eyes got there,
focussing instead on my interfering manhood as the first
awkward words came tumbling out.  Determined to make eye
contact with Carol Julie reached over and wrapped her hand
around my cock, pushing me to the side so her sight line to
Carol was unobstructed.  Holding me gently she almost
absentmindedly stroked one finger across the girth of my now
even harder penis. After swinging her hair aside she looked at
Carol, smiled shyly and said how beautiful Carol and I looked
together.  

Carol snuggled a little further into my shoulder and glanced at
Julie's slowly moving finger. Next she lifted herself on one
elbow, leaned over, kissed me and murmured something that
included the word "wonderful" to Julie.  Carol lowered her
head back onto my shoulder and traced her fingers across my
chest and abdomen.  I could feel her eyes looking at Julie's
hand around my cock and I could see Julie was alternately
looking at Carol's face or watching her caress my chest.
Occasionally she glanced at me or at the hard organ in her
grasp.  Julie had never been this close to my cock before and I
could tell she wanted to explore it a little. I could also tell she
wasn't sure what response would come from Carol if she did
so. The atmosphere was charged with more than sexual
tension as Julie and I waited for Carol to make the next move.

Fortunately we didn't have to wait long.  Reaching down
Carol supplanted Julie's hand with her own and began to
stroke the full length of my hardness.  Julie rested her hand on
my thigh and ran a finger across my scrotum as Carol pumped
my length just the way she knew I liked it best.  Carol was
clearly going to show Julie how well she knew her way around
my cock, a sort of show and tell without words.

I was responding far too well to her touch, already feeling the
familiar tightness building deep inside me as Carol exhibited
her cock stroking know how to Julie.  Before Carol took me
too far, and while I was still able to coherently form words, I
jokingly mentioned I still had my satin gift to unwrap.  Carol
missed a half stroke before resuming at a slightly slower pace. 
I felt her head move a little and I knew she was looking at
Julie, mentally chewing on the ramifications of carrying out
what they had earlier planned.  

Nuzzling close to Carol's ear I whispered I was happy with
what she was doing and nothing else was needed to make my
birthday special.  She nodded a little upon hearing this and her
stroking slow a little more.  Our little tableau stayed
unchanged for about a minute and then without a word Carol
sat up, turned around and lay back down without releasing my
cock. She was now lying in a similar, but mirrored position to
Julie. Carol's head was level with my cock and I wished like
never before that she would take me in her mouth and quench
my burning need for release.

Leaning over a little Carol slid her mouth along the side of my
almost aching cock. Stroking and moving me with her hand as
necessary she worked her lips up and down my shaft and
slurped her way to the top.  Julie watched from the foot of the
bed. Carol's head and hair blocking most of her view but she
knew what was happening and shifted her gaze from Carol's
moving head to my eyes and back again.  Julie was still
wearing the short white silk housecoat and her hardened
nipples were plainly evident through the soft material. Every
now and then she would slightly undulate her hips and I
guessed her pussy would be needing attention soon.

Carol kept working her oral magic.  She rolled slightly toward
me and took half my cock in her mouth in one swift
movement.  My involuntary intake of breath told her this was
a most welcome sensation.  She lifted her leg, opening herself
to me as she knew I loved to look at and touch her while
receiving this exquisite pleasure.  With my eyes beginning to
close I placed a finger between her lips and lazily caressed the
length of her cleft before inserting half a finger inside and
moving it slowly in and out.  

After several minutes I felt a finger tentatively join mine in
exploring her wetness, slipping through the copious sweet
juices before settling on her clit.  I knew it was Carol's finger
without looking as it moved with confidence to settle on
exactly the right spot.  Nonetheless I opened my eyes to check
as Carol seldom touched herself this way, preferring me to do
clit duty whenever we made love.  As I looked down to watch
her devouring my cock I noticed her mouth was rising and
falling in time with the tempo of her fingers as she ran them
around her clit.  It was unusual that she had her eyes wide
open and I absent mindedly followed her gaze over to Julie.

With one leg bent at the knee Julie was delicately rubbing her
pussy through her panties.  The material was very damp and
clearly revealed the folds hidden from sight beneath the soft
white fabric .  Her pussy mound was right in front of Carol
who couldn't miss every detail from such close quarters. 
Looking at me from the foot of the bed Julie slowed her
rubbing and in turn Carol slowed both her head and finger
movements to keep a matching rhythm. Julie hooked a finger
under one side of the waistband of her panties.  With my free
hand I reached down to hook a finger into the other side.  As
we smiled coyly at each other she closed her legs and a second
later her panties hissed down and disappeared over the side of
the bed.

Julie lay back and sensually spread herself before Carol and I. 
I almost gasped and Carol stopped moving her head
completely as Julie was exposed to us up close for the first
time.  She had what I could only describe as a pretty pussy. 
Not too much honey blond hair framed what would normally
be petite pink petals, every tuck and fold in proportion.  As
we watched she slipped a finger along the split between her
lips, drawing a little wave of moisture along and over her
temple of pleasure.  After swirling around her hooded clitoris
Julie's fingertips once again disappeared between those pretty
pink lips, emerging over and over to repeat their mesmerising
journey.

Carol's mouth might have stopped moving but her fingers
hadn't. We were both transfixed as we watched Julie's nether
lips fill and splay lewdly.  I saw the whitish-pink tip of her clit
begin to peek from under her hood as her fingers swept up,
over and around it.  The warm wet embrace of Carol's mouth
and most especially the sight of Julie beside us threatened to
trigger my climax.  

Carol had previously told me she loved the feel of my cock as
it surged and swelled just prior to my come being released. 
This time however, I don't think Carol knew just how close I
really was, because, as she felt my cock surge against her
tongue she quickly began to pump me wildly in and out of her
mouth. As a result my initial spurt caught her by surprise and
completely unprepared. Instinctively she rolled away, coughed
and then literally fell back to lie spread eagled beside me. My
own climax was on the precipice and the withdrawal of her
stimulation was almost painful as it had occurred at the most
crucial of moments. 

I glanced down at Carol and with a rush I realised she was in
no condition to notice the subtleties of my pre-ejaculatory
state.  In a frenzy, although it seemed like slow motion at the
time, I simultaneously drove my finger into her pussy and
grabbed my cock.  Carol's fingers pummelled her clit and I
pumped us both furiously. Seconds later Carol moaned loudly
and I felt her squeeze my finger so hard I could barely force it
through her opening.  As I watched her begin her orgasm I
began to come too.  

As the rush of orgasm fell upon me I stroked my cock slowly,
drawing out the indescribable feeling of imminent release.  A
solid jet of thick semen streaked across Carol's hip and thigh
as she ground herself  into the bed. Another landed on my
chest and neck. As I looked at Julie another flew to land on
her cute little mound. Julie's sparse, honey blonde pubic hair
was now wet and matted from our combined juices.  She ran
her fingers up over her mons and through my come, drawing a
bead down to smear over her lips and clit.   I sent forth
another spurt and as it landed on her thigh she started to come
too.

I continued to slowly stroke my cock, enjoying the incredibly
sensual view of the two beautiful women beside me.  It
certainly was a special birthday present. 

For a long time afterwards we lay there panting and helpless,
unable to speak let alone move.  Finally I sat up and climbed
over Julie to stand beside the bed.  I tried to think of
something to say as I collected the pillows that had found their
way to the floor.  Kneeling beside Carol I placed a pillow
under her head, kissed her and said "I love you".  Placing a
pillow under Julie's head I kissed her with a tenderness that
said the words for me.  The love in her eyes showed she
shared my feelings as I said "Thank you".  Carol sat up and
hugged me and Julie, the three of us locked together until
Carol pulled away with tears in her eyes.

From that moment on we all knew in our hearts that
something special had happened to change our lives forever. 
It was a watershed in our relationships and an unspoken,
unbreakable bond formed between us.  I already knew I loved
Carol and I knew I loved Julie too, albeit in a different way. 
Where I think the true revelation occurred that night was in
the girls realising they also loved each other.  For a long while
I kept these thoughts to myself, not daring to expose or test
them until I knew the foundations of our relationship had
grown strong enough.

Things gradually drifted back to normal, Julie and I teased and
played up to each other but when alone together we did not so
much as steal a kiss.  Carol had clearly placed her trust in us
and as the most important aspect of any relationship is trust,
we wanted to prove to her, and ourselves, that her trust was
not misplaced.

The story continues.........

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If you have a moral objection to me writing this story or find
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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
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