WARNING: Graphic and explicit descriptions of sexual activity involving sexual intercourse, oral sex and masturbation in a caring and 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 is archived under the author name "David Tucker" at alt.sex.stories text repository (asstr): https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/David_Tucker_Stories/ or sent by email only in response to a direct request. If you have received it in error then please notify the author immediately by email (davtckr@telstra.com). Copyright has been notarised and reproduction in whole or part without permission is prohibited. The author has the 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. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 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......... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 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 davtckr@telstra.com 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.tritimes_3