My Experiences As The Extra Gal

By Roslyn W.
It started during one of my "weaker" moments.  I was 26 at the time, and had recently broken up with my boyfriend (a verbally abusive jerk), and frankly, it had been awhile since I had had "any".

I was messing around on my computer, checking out some interesting sites on the Internet.  I ended up "chatting" with a couple.  Most of the "conversations" were highly erotic, and they tended to turn me on.  
From that first contact on, I "chatted" with them (Glen and Tammy) periodically for a few months.  Then, since they indicated that they lived near the community where I lived, I decided it would be fun to exchange pictures, basic bio info, etc.

Shortly after sending them my picture, etc.,  while on-line one evening, Glen sent me an "Instant Message," saying that he and his wife Tammy would like to meet me, and they would be interested in giving me a massage... no strings attached.

Glen had already sent me pictures of he and Tammy, and some information about themselves.  I should admit here that I have always been a bit bi-curious.  Still, with disease and such, I hadn’t been very anxious to get out much.  But, based on the info they had sent, their pictures, and the several conversations we had all had, I felt that they might be "OK" people... and that there would be no harm in opening my circle of friends a little.  

I got them to give me a phone number where I could contact them in person.  When I called, Glen happened to be at work, and just Tammy was at home.

"Ah, Hi," I said when a female voice answered the phone, "This is Roslyn.  You know... your on-line friend."

"Oh Hi!" she said, "This is Tammy.  How are you?"

"Well, this is a bit awkward for me....."

"Hey, no problem.  Glen and I have been anxious to meet you..."

Most of the conversation that followed deal with our individual likes, dislikes, how close we lived to each other, etc.  I told Tammy that I hadn’t dated much since parting company with my old boyfriend.  I was pleasantly surprised that she was not in the least bit pushy.  However, I could tell that she was intrigued at the thought of her and Glen meeting me.

After an hour long phone call, I was interested in meeting them too... but I still felt I need to be very careful.

Tammy and I made a luncheon date.  We agreed to meet at a restaurant roughly halfway between my place and hers.  Tammy turned out to be even nicer in person.  She was also quite attractive.  We spent a fun afternoon together, and she suggested that I should come over to their house sometime soon for that "complimentary" massage.  In the days that followed, Tammy and Glen each sent me some e-mail notes.  They assured me that their would be no pressure if I decided not to take them up on their massage offer.

I really didn't know quite how to respond.  Most of the married couples I had met didn't have the kind of open relationship that Tammy and Glen seemed to have.  My married friends were often at odds with one another, and surely would not have been open to having a "stranger" come into their home for something as intimate as a massage.

After more e-mail and phone calls between Tammy and me, a "date" was set to go to their house.  The idea of spending a nice quiet night with newfound friends was appealing.  I was getting tired spending my evenings alone in my small apartment.

I dressed casually for that night.  I chose to wear shorts and casual top with no fancy underwear.  Since it was a hot summer night, I wasn't too keen on doing a dress-up thing.

Thankfully Glen and Tammy greeted me in casual attire too.  Glen was just wearing a T shirt and a pair of swimming trunks.  It did not take me long to notice a bulge protruding in front of Glen’s swim suit.  I had to smile to myself.  Tammy was dressed in a sexy, short, light weight dress.

Tammy is built well... not too big, not too small but nice legs and a round, firm butt (as near as I could tell).  They offered me a mixed drink when I arrived. I soon found that it was a tasty, cooling Margarita.  After several of them during the evening, I began to feel a little tipsy.  We all got pretty giggly and told some pretty ribald jokes and stories.

Glen and Tammy made small talk about how they had met, and what their marriage had been like, etc.  Eventually, I complained that my neck was a bit tense and stiff (from running a computer all day).  Tammy quickly stepped up behind me to massage it for me.

Glen got up to put on some great music on their stereo.  It proved to be a mix of music that was very relaxing and mellow.  I was surprised that Tammy's hands were so strong yet soothing to my neck.  I nearly melted from her touch on my neck, and after about 15 minutes, she suggested that I lay down on their futon and get more comfortable.

About that time Glen excused himself from the room.  Strangely, that made me feel more at ease.  He didn't return for another 20 minutes or so, and I hardly noticed when he did, because Tammy's hands were sending me into another dimension.  By that time I was comfortable as I lay on the futon in only my bra and shorts.  Tammy was rubbing some kind of lotion on my shoulders and back that was warm and cool at the same time.  I don't know what it was but it sure felt good!

Between the music, the Margaritas, and Tammy's hands, I was relaxed to the point of almost going to sleep!  Just when I thought I would, I felt another set of hands on one of my feet, and more lotion being applied.  Tammy was working on my shoulders and back, so I realized it was Glen who had taken up the task of relieving my feet and hands of every bit of tension they may have had.

I found out that night that there is something very intimate about a foot and hand massage.  It's almost more sensual than a massage of other body parts, but this wasn't supposed to be arousing.  However, I began to feel a warmth in my pussy that I hadn't experienced in quite sometime.

I didn't really want to feel sexy, it just happened.  I guess my hips were giving me away, because when Glen was doing each hand individually, Tammy had begun to massage the backs of my legs, and was now working her way up my thighs.

I could feel her fingertips soothing every inch of my legs as they worked ankles, then calves, backs of my knees and then on up to my thighs.  She barely scratched (or more like a tickle) with her nails as she continued to massage me.  Her earlier firmness gave way to more of a caress.  I wasn't used to this kind of intimacy from another woman.

My hips must have started to writhe on their own against the pillowy futon.  I could feel my pussy heating up more.  Tammy's fingers continued rubbing the backs of my legs, and I involuntarily let out some moans of pleasure... more moans than I care to admit.  Tammy was actually coaxing them out of me.

Glen seemed content to watch and "play" with each finger of my hands as he added more lotion. When I looked through the slits of my eyes, I could see that he had changed into a robe, and that he had nothing on underneath it.  In the shadows of his robe I could see his long (but still flaccid) cock laying over a nice set of balls.  They rested on his calf and ankle as he continued to administer to me.

Meanwhile, I guess my moans got louder.  I think Tammy took that as a sign that it would be OK to let her fingers move under the leg band of my shorts and touch that sensitive area on the inside of my thighs.  I was almost swooning to her touch.

Soon Tammy said, "Okay...we're going to roll you over Ros... ever so gently!"

As they rolled me over, I realized that my bra was undone, but I didn't care. It was still draped across my titties, and I maintained some modesty by keeping them covered even though I was in this very relaxed state.

Tammy moved up to join Glen at my head, and began to rub my shoulders from the front as Glen continued on my other hand.  From the slurping sounds, I guessed that they were kissing each other while they each continued to massage me.   

I squinted my eyes open just enough to see them.  They were giving each other deep French kisses.  Glen was also giving one of Tammy’s breasts a nice squeeze and mild nipple-pinch.  I found that to be very erotic... watching two people French kiss and feeling each other up just above my eyes! 

I just lazily smiled and sighed, and tried not to notice Glen's hardening dick.  It was right near my left ear as I lay my head back down on the futon.  They broke their kiss with giggles, and Tammy then concentrated in earnest on my "front".  Without disturbing my bra-covered titties, she massaged my entire upper torso.

Normally I would have been laughing out load from being "tickled", but I was quickly aware that this wasn't a tickling kind of a touch she was applying.  Although light, her hands were like electric charges on my skin.  I wanted her to touch me everywhere like that, and I wouldn't have stopped her!

Her hands moved onto my "C" sized breasts, and I simply succumbed to whatever she wanted to do.  When she pulled my bra off, I offered no resistance.  However, I did look through my slitted eyes to see a smile on Glen's face, and a nod of approval at the sight of my bare breasts.

Tammy wasted no time in massaging my breasts.  As her fingers played across my nipples, it was more than I could take.  My hips came off of the futon in an air-fucking motion that gave me away.  I moaned at the same time. 

Tammy then proceeded to unbutton the top buttons of my shorts so she could work her hands and fingers from my breasts across my flat belly to the top of my panty waistband.  My knees came up together involuntarily, and Glen repositioned himself at my feet.  With Tammy steadily administering to my upper body, Glen started at my ankles and worked up.

This was a bold move on his part, but one that I had to admit I welcomed.  The two of them were playing me like a musical instrument... and I was responding.  By that point my pussy was good and wet.  Tammy continued to work over me... toward my pussy... with her hands.

I felt her fingers slide under my panties, and she massaged my pubic mound, but avoided going further down toward my wet pussy.  I was glad I had recently trimmed my bikini cut so my hair wouldn't get in the way of the tingles she was sending throughout my body.

At one point I realized that my new friends had touched fingers under my shorts, along my sides.  But again they avoided contact with my wet pussy... even though they had me writhing in anticipation and WANTING IT!  They met over me again in a long, lingering kiss that I truly envied.

As Glen leaned up over my legs and thighs to continue his massage, I could feel his hard cock graze my foot.  Knowing what that warm hardness was sent shivers through me.  It felt enormous.  I dared not look!

Tammy's haltered breasts were just above mine, and I could see the bottom swell of each one as she moved and leaned over me, working her hands down toward my pussy.

I could hardly stand any more!  Just when I thought I was going to get up and run, I felt Tammy’s slim fingers surround my wet pussy, along the sides.  I shuddered a mild climax in response, and opened my legs to allow her access.  I knew that by this point Glen could see my pussy hair.  My shorts and panties were pulled down a little, but it just didn't seem to matter.  

I felt Glen’s bare cock slide over my foot again as he moved his body while massaging me.  It was time for me to be part of the active sex play.  I began to use one of my feet to massage Glen’s hard dick.  The tops of my other toes were buried under his big balls.

Responding to his awareness that I had begun to respond to the situation and to their stimulating moves on my body, Glen gingerly grabbed my shorts and pulled them down in one motion.  As soon as my crotch was bare, I felt Tammy's fingers slip between my pussy lips.  I knew my clitoris was sticking out from under its hood.  Glen reached up and pulled Tammy’s dress over her head.  Her beautiful swinging breasts hung just above me, and her shaved pussy was close to my eyes.

I was fascinated with the sight of Tammy’s shaved pussy.  It was so close... just above me.  I could study its shape and fullness.  Some drops of moisture had formed along her pussy lips.

As I contemplated Tammy’s bare pussy, Glen removed his robe.  I am sure that’s when Tammy noticed that I had both my feet around Glen’s engorged cock.  He was stroking it between my feet as he again kissed Tammy, and whispered something to her that I couldn't hear.

In a few short moments, I felt the softest, hottest mouth cover my pussy.  I knew it had to be Tammy's.  That was all it took.  I came in her mouth and shuddered out a long pent up climax as she sucked on my clit like it was a mini cock.  While still in the throes of my
orgasm, I looked up and grabbed her hips and ass and drew her pussy to my face.  I sucked on her pussy for all I was worth.  It tasted like I knew it would... of perfume, honey, and her delightful wetness.  She opened her legs to allow me better access.

As she licked me I started to writhe out of control and hung on to her for dear life.  My legs were splayed like a whore as I raised my pelvis up to meet her mouth.  On one of my up strokes, Glen slid a pillow under my hips making it easier for Tammy to lick me from the top of my slit to that extremely sensitive area between my pussy and anal opening.

I felt Glen kneel between my legs.  Tammy’s mouth left my pussy.  I could tell she was sucking on him... but she had left me just short of another orgasm.

It felt so strange to be licking another woman!  I was totally fascinated with her pussy and its different tastes, moisture, and heat.  Then I felt the weight of Glen's cock laying across my pussy's length, and could feel Tammy licking the head of it while her tongue simultaneously slid across the top of my slit.  It felt like a big sausage laying on me!  I wanted him to fuck me, and I think he wanted to also, but it was Tammy who was in control right now (except for me licking her and making her moan in passion).

She took hold of his cock and rubbed the head of it along the outside of my wet opening.  I swear she was teasing me with it!  She would not put it in, and Glen kept missing when he seemed to try entering me.  She was moving him out of the way, teasing both of us!

Finally she let him "in", and I welcomed the full feeling of Glen’s huge, hard dick inside me.  Oh... it felt so good to be fucked again!  

Glen was good for only about 6 strokes.  He pulled out and shot his juices into Tammy's mouth while giving a long, loud groan.  "Damn!!"  He was pissed that he had come right away.  I was disappointed too.  

Tammy turned around and kissed me full on the mouth.  His cum was all over her face.  I had never kissed another woman... much less one with cum on her face.  To my surprise, it tasted good.  I licked Tammy’s face clean.

Glen got up to fix more drinks, and both Tammy and I assured him that the night was young.  "You’ll get it up again," we assured him.  As he paused to watch Tammy laying on top of me and sucking my breasts, he stroked himself.  He was almost hard again right then and there!  Reluctantly, and while I was feeling Tammy’s spongy titties for the first time, he went to the kitchen.

Tammy whispered in my ear that she had something she had wanted to share with me since we met... and she left me alone in the room (aching to cum again!)  When she returned, she had a two-headed rubber cock that looked like it was 2 feet long!  She had me sit up so we could face each other.  Then she "sucked" one end in a most sensuous way, to wet it.  She inserted that end into her pussy, and then stood up to have me suck "her cock", and wet the end that I was to get.

I lay back and she entered me like a man.  She tongue-kissed me at the moment she put it in me.  I was so wet that it slid in like a real cock, and I felt myself meeting her every thrust just like I was fucking a hung guy!

It was a bit strange to feel cushy breasts against mine as we fucked, but the friction was perfect.  She was riding me "high" on my clit urging me to another climax.  Just as we were both about to cum together, Glen waltzed in with a tray of fresh Margaritas.  He was sporting a new, hard erection.  

He placed the tray on the coffee table and carefully edged his way over to us.  He placed his cock between both of our lips.  I heard Tammy say, "Mmmmm you taste good on him..." as we both tongue-laved his cock to his sighs and delight.

Tammy and I didn't miss a stroke as we continued to fuck with the big dildo between us.  We came together with loud sighs and moans of our own.  Moments later, the dildo slipped out of our pussies because of the "bend" and the wetness that we both generated during our orgasms... and Glen moved himself between our legs from behind Tammy.  I felt him enter Tammy as her smooth pussy pressed against mine from his pressure on her.  Our clits were gnashed together, and I knew she could cum like that, as I felt I could too.

Glen stroked a dozen or so times, then pulled out and entered me just below Tammy's puss.  I wasn't expecting it, but--- gawd--- it felt good!  Tammy turned her head around and kissed Glen who leaned down into a three-way tongue fest that I won't soon forget... while he continued to fuck me.  Again he stroked me a dozen or so times, then pulled out and slid back into Tammy's wet pussy.

I guess it was a game to see who would ultimately receive a blast of his cum.  Since I missed out when he pulled out from the first time, I was determined that my pussy would "suck" his cum out of him.  I used some cleverness of my own.  You see, I have a "clamper".  I have developed my pussy muscles to a  point where I can squeeze with them.  

The next time Glen entered me, I clamped down tightly around his dick.  He didn't know what had grabbed him!  He stroked inside me about 3 times, and let go with a burst of his juices against my inner pussy walls.  I wasn't going to let go of his spurter this time!

We took a short drink and potty break.  They invited me to spend the night with them.  I agreed, and then we resumed a wide variety of three-way play until the wee hours.  We fucked and sucked all night long. 

Tammy, Glen and I have become the best of friends.  Since that night three years ago, we have gotten together for all night sessions on many occasions.  I have even traveled with them on three different vacation trips.

We maintain our own separate lives.  I still have my computer job, and my own separate apartment.  I have even resumed occasional hetro dating again.  But I will never let a guy abuse me again.  I have some great sex on most of my dates, and later tell Tammy and Glen all the details.  It turns them on.  

I doubt I will ever "settle down" with a guy in a traditional marriage.  I have learned that I enjoy my sexual variety... and some occasional bi-activity.

Ros.