Threesome (Mmf first noncon)
by Baron Rod
Copyright © 2008  

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all
rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. Reproduction
for profit is forbidden. Any distribution must include this note and the
author's email address. Don't be caught attempting to make a buck off
me! 

Warnings and disclaimers: 

This is adult entertainment! Be warned! While I don't really write
stroke stories if you're not into graphic depictions of sex, this is the
wrong story for you! If you're too young to be legally reading this,
move along! 

This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to reflect any particular
person or persons, and the incidents portrayed exist in their current
form solely in the writer's imagination. You get the idea. 

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It was summer and I was playing with the gang at the local playground.
There were about a dozen of us, all about the same age, mostly boys, but
three or four girls, too. This older guy, maybe twenty-two, wandered by
and sat down on a park bench and started reading. He had a brown bag
that he was drinking out of. The group started to pester him and were
trying to get him to give us a drink. He didn't want to give us any, but
we grabbed the bag and started passing it around. It was a half full
pint of Johnny Walker Black. He was angry, but didn't try to get it
back, just got up and left. We all got about one swallow and killed the
bottle and went back to playing. Soon afterward the others had left and
there was just me and this girl, Kara, that I had known just about
forever. 

We saw that the guy was back and he had another brown bag. We went over
to him and asked for another hit. He said that since there were only two
of us, that he'd share, because he didn't want it stolen again. We sat
around talking of many things and killed that bottle, too. Kara stood up
and said "Oh..." and fell down. She was plastered and I noticed that I
wasn't that far behind her, though I was able to stand. I sat back down
and we continued to talk. Kara fell asleep. It started to rain and the
guy was going to leave, but I couldn't get Kara to wake up. He muttered
something like "Damn!" and reached down and picked Kara up and got her
into a fireman's carry. He told me to follow along and we walked a block
to his apartment. 

Once there he put Kara down on the couch and went into the kitchen and
started a pot of coffee. We drank it and I started to feel better. We
went back in the living room. Kara had wiggled around and her halter top
had ridden up exposing one of her small tits. I was still a bit drunk
and with the view I guess that's where the idea popped into my head from
and I said "I wonder if she'd notice if we took her clothes off?" The
guy gave me a real funny look and asked if I had ever seen a naked
woman. I told him that I had looked at some Playboy magazines (this was
way before Playboy started showing pussies), but I'd never seen a real
girl. 

He picked Kara up again and took her to his bedroom and put her on the
bed. Then he took off her halter top and let me get a good look. Kara
had small tits with pale nipples. While I was looking he took off her
shoes and socks. Then he hooked his thumbs in both her shorts and
panties and pulled them off of her. She still didn't wake up. For the
first time in my life I was looking at a naked girl. Kara was a natural
carrot top, orange-red hair above and below. Her bush sort of hid her
slit and, totally naive, I wondered aloud "Don't girls have anything
down there?". The guy laughed and said that the plumbing was mostly
inside. He sat on one side of the bed and told me to sit on the other. 

He gently started to rub Kara's nipple with his index finger and told me
to do what he was doing. I nervously started to follow his example.
Kara's nipples got real hard and her knees slowly spread apart and her
pussy lips began to spread, too. The guy pointed this out to me, telling
me of the physical reactions that Kara's body was having. After a little
more tit rubbing and kissing he showed me how Kara was getting wet down
there. He started to feel along her slit and then let me. When my finger
was near the top Kara stirred and moaned. I snatched my hand away and
the guy laughed again. He told me that I had found Kara's clitoris and
the was THE spot to rub. I did it again and Kara moaned louder and when
I touched both her clit and her nipple she really jumped. She became
super wet down below and her pussy lips gaped wide. 

While I was caressing Kara the guy had got up and taken off his clothes.
When he lay back down on the bed he told me to do the same. He took over
the massage as I stripped. He told me to get between Kara's legs and
showed me how to position myself. He pointed out how Kara was panting
and her face and upper body were flushed. When she stated to arch her
back he then said, "Now thrust in!" and I did. Kara's eyes popped open
and she yelped and then as I pumped away she began moaning and bucking.
The guy's hands were feeling up her nipples and one hand was between us
and must have been fingering Kara's clit. She was having a continuous
orgasm. It didn't take me long to cum. I tensed up and buried my rod as
deep as it would go and blew off inside her and then just sort held her.

The guy told me to roll off and he took my place. Kara was so excited
that she didn't care. He positioned her ankles on his shoulders and was
thrusting his adult sized rod real deep into Kara who had started
screaming "Harder! Deeper! Oh, God!!" I reached in to her tit and rubbed
it. I got a finger on her clit and she gave a wordless shout and again
orgasmed. After pounding away for about fifteen minutes the guy blew his
load off and rolled off of Kara. I had gotten hard again watching them
and feeling her. Kara jumped on me and impaled herself and started
pumping up and down on my shaft. With her sitting on my rod I could
massage her breasts and did so. The guy was feeling up her clit. She
orgasmed again and fell up against me and I blew off. 

We continued our threesome all that summer and then the guy moved away
and I had Kara all to myself. Kara and I broke up about two dozen times
in the next eight years. I've had a couple other girls and Kara's had
some other guys. We married when we were twenty-three and next year will
be our twentieth anniversary which we will celebrate with our two sons
and our daughter. It's been a good life together, considering it started
with what might be called rape. 

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