Jenny and I have been together for almost two years now. She’s the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. She’s five-foot-nothing, and that impossible blend of slender and curvy that seems to defy physics. She has C cup breasts, and amazing hips that slope down from a tiny waist. More importantly than any of this, she’s adventurous. She’s thrilled by new things and very rarely says no to anything.
I’m six one and lean. Not terrible looking, but not great either. Definitely not in Jenny’s league, and aware of how lucky I am to have her on a regular basis.
Long before Jenny and I ever became an item, we talked about what we wanted in life sexually. She fessed up that she wants to have both kinds of threesomes: two men, two women. Upon getting into a relationship, she confessed that she was turned on by the idea of watching me with another girl. We set about finding a playmate for me.
Which brings us to Elizabeth. Liz and I worked together years ago, and there was a pervasive sexual tension between the two of us. Liz is taller than Jenny– around five-five– and slender. I proposed Liz as a possible playmate, and Jenny agreed to let me have an evening with her. Liz and I spent an evening together and tested the waters, but had yet to actually have sex just yet. Jenny and I are both slightly more experienced, and I would only be the third man Liz had been with.
I initially assumed nothing was going to happen with Liz until she texted out of the blue and asked if I would allow her to watch Jenny and me have sex. Jenny gave the go-ahead, and we picked a night.
Liz arrived thirty minutes before Jenny was slated to get there, per Jenny’s request. We had a few drinks, made small talk, and when I saw an opportunity, we kissed deeply. I undressed Liz, leaving nothing on but her panties, and walked her to the bed.
Liz lay on her stomach and I straddled her. I ran my hands over her back and shoulders, caressing and rubbing, exploring her body with my fingertips. I traced the length of her spine, slid my hands over her tight ass, and ran a finger along her panty-line. We kept up an easy conversation the whole time, broken only when she paused to shudder while I kissed my way along her back.
Liz rolled over and took me in her hands. I’m just shy of eight inches erect, and I’d taken a viagra beforehand in order to make sure I could perform for the occasion (check my post history for notes about my nervousness in bed). Liz acknowledged it was the biggest she’s ever held, and made a joke along the lines of “I don’t know how you don’t just tip over with that thing”.
I focused my attention on Liz’s breasts, perky B cups that responded immediately to my touch. I produce an obscene amount of pre-cum, and after a few moments of us exploring each other, her chest bore trails of my fluids. Before things went any further, Jenny arrived.
I met Jenny naked at the door and led her in. Jenny undressed down to her bra and panties and walked into the bedroom to meet Liz. They shook hands and giggled, then Liz shifted to a chair to watch.
I lay Jenny on the bed and kissed my way up her inner thigh until I arrived at the wetness of her lower lips. I took one labia in my mouth and traced the interior with my tongue. I tasted her lips, swirled my tongue across her opening, and then raised it to taste her clitoris. She gasped, and I looked up to find her cupping her breasts in her own hands.
Jenny’s breathing quickened and eventually she shivered, spasmed, grabbed me by the hair and held me against her clit. When the force of her climax subsided, she rose to her knees and bent over, inviting me to take her. I slid the length of me into her slowly, savoring her tightness and the way she pushed her ass back against me to take more.
As I took Jenny, I heard the occasional sighs and moans from LIz as she surveyed the act. Eventually, Jenny looked over her shoulder and asked Liz “Would you like to take a turn?”
Jenny adjourned to the table and sat, sipping Jack Daniels directly from the bottle while Liz crawled into bed with me. Liz wasn’t ready yet, but she didn’t mind allowing herself to be fingered while Jenny watched. Liz and I sat on the bed, with her in front of me and her legs spread so that I could guide her to orgasm with my fingertips. She came with one of my hands working her clit and the other cupping her breast.
“Tell me what you want”, I told Liz.
Liz turned to me and smiled.
“For now, I want to watch,” she said.
Liz turned the kitchen chair around so that she sat straddling it while Jenny climbed atop me. Jenny faced away from me, and over her shoulder I watched as Liz worked her hips against the chair in the same rhythm with which Jenny and I ground together. Between the feeling of Jenny’s slowly riding me and the watching eyes of Elizabeth, I felt myself grow harder, felt it surge within me.
When I came, Jenny sighed, “That’s it,” and leaned forward to stroke my balls as I pumped every last drop of my cum into her.
In the aftermath, the three of us sat around and talked, Jenny and I still on the bed and Liz still astride her chair. We all work in the same field, so shop-talk was inevitable, but this is the only time I’ve ever been in a group discussion about work with all parties in various states of undress. Laying there and talking, my hand drifted to my member and I caressed the ridges of its head. Soon a slow-mounting hardness suffused me again.
Jenny, watching me rise, said “I think it’s time for me to go”. She leaned in to kiss me goodbye, and I whispered in her ear.
“Are you okay with Liz staying?”
“Oh yes,” she said, leaving me with a full erection and another beautiful unclothed woman.
Tl;dr- The first half of me having collaborative tag-team sex with my girlfriend and my ex-coworker.
I didn’t anticipate this being so long. I’ll be splitting it into two installments.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5w1egn/mff_a_collaboration_based_approach_to_sex_part_one
Wow!!
>I didn’t anticipate this being so long.
That’s what she said!