Molly, Max, and Olivia. Part 1 [MFF] [LONG] [THREESOME] [EROTIC]

I met them at the company Christmas party. Max and Olivia were a couple in their mid 30s. Max was the head of finance at the marketing firm where I was doing my internship. He was tall with narrow hips and a head of thick dark hair. But it was his toned back and broad shoulders that made me drool the first time I saw him. He came up to the Marketing floor for a meeting that I would be taking the minutes for. I had watched him walk into the conference room with a smile as he greeted my boss Andrea. My jaw almost dropped. This man was tall, toned, and unbelievably sexy.

After that day I made any excuse to go down to the finance floor, just to possibly catch a glimpse of him. I once volunteered to personally deliver a final spending report directly to his office. I was sweating as I knocked on his office door and I heard a deep voice say “come in”

He looked up from his computer and raised an eyebrow at me. I mumbled some complete gibberish about the final report and just decided to place it on his desk and walk as quickly as I could out of his office. When my hand reached for the door I heard him speak with a deep growling voice.

“What is your name?” He asked

I turned on my heels to face him. He was staring right into my eyes.

“Molly” I said, but I couldn’t stop at that for some reason, as I word vomited some more “my name is Molly…. I am interning for Andrea for the rest of the year while I finish my degree”

He raised another dark eyebrow probably wondering why I just told him so much about myself when he simply asked for my name.

“Thank you Molly for the personal delivery. Please thank Andrea for me as well” he said to me right before looking back at his monitor.

I shut his office door behind me and let out a deep breath. For the remainder of the day I was absolutely useless. All my brain could do was imagine how his cock would feel sliding deep down into my throat.

The Christmas Party

***************OLIVIA**************

“Max” I whispered to get his attention away from the bartender. I felt his hand against my lower back and his warm breath against my neck as he bent over slightly to hear me.

“Yes love” he answered with a quick peck on my cheek. I smiled at his flirting. He had already had two scotch and sodas so he was getting tipsy, and thus, very flirty. One of my favourite Maxs’. He passed me my martini and I giggled as his hand slid down to gently grab a handful of my ass.

“Max who is that woman?” I asked him, nodding at the stunning brunette standing across the ballroom. She had an almost empty glass of Champaign in her hand while she chatted with a man I had met before who’s name escaped me. She wore a fitted black dress that showed off magnificent curves. A small chest and waist connected to gorgeous hips and a beautifully toned ass. I wanted her immediately. I wanted to grip her thick, dark hair while devouring her plush pink lips. Everything about her was erotic. I imagined her tiny body shaking between Max and I while we push her over into climax. Max knew what I was thinking. I could tell by the way his hand was rubbing my backside.

“That is Molly” he whispers to me “we have met once before”

“Is she sweet?” I ask him, still not taking my eyes off of her “she looks very sweet”

He chuckles “I don’t know love, but I imagine you would like to find out”

“Would you?” I ask. I turn my body to face him. He still doesn’t take his hand off my back. He looks down at me and smiles very wide. He leans in to make sure that nobody can hear his whisper.

“I would love to watch you make love to her….. I’ll bet she is very sweet” he says with a wink.

“Come” he takes my hand and pulls me in her direction “I will introduce you”

***************MOLLY**************

I looked away from Daniel for just a moment to notice Max walking towards me. Trailing behind him I see a gorgeous woman I didn’t recognize. I knew Max had a wife, I just imagined her to be the Barbie doll type. I assumed men who looked like Max must all choose models. But the woman walking toward me was nothing of the sorts. Even with her sizeable heels, Max still towered over her. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair was left in effortless waves that framed a cat-like face, the soft tips brushing along her collar bone. She wore a form fitting off the shoulder dress made of forest green velvet. The colour looked stunning against her milky white skin.

My heart began to race when I realized that they were headed towards me. Maxs’ eyes had not left me since I turned and noticed him. Before I could even think about what he could want and what I could possibly say he had stopped right in front of me.

“Excuse me for interrupting” he addressed Daniel and me. My eyes must have been popping out of my head because I definitely was not blinking.

“Oh not at all” Daniel spoke first “I was just about to grab another drink” he said as he walked away headed toward the bar. Leaving me alone with the man who’s cock I had been dreaming about for months and his wife, who’s rack was fucking breathtaking. “What the fuck is happening to me?” I thought

“Molly” Max addressed me and my head snapped back to look at him. “I would like to introduce you to my wife, Olivia” he said gesturing to the woman beside him.

She smiled warmly and extended her hand. I was surprised now that I was looking at her close up. I was looking into the most incredible pair of sea blue eyes. They were almost supernatural looking. A dark blue ring surrounded the ginormous grey and blue irises.

I slipped my hand into hers but I could not stop staring into her eyes. I felt calm but also panicked all the at same time.

“Nice to meet you Molly” she began, her voice was light and feminine but still somehow assertive. “It looks like you could use another drink”

I spent the rest of the night moving between the bar and dance floor with Olivia and Max on either side of me. Her soft hands subtly placed on my hips as we swayed and bopped to every good dance song. I watched Max’s wandering hands caress her curves as she laughed and sang along to the music. I could see from his eyes that his mouth was watering at the sight of her. I knew he was desperate to peel the green velvet from her body and sink his teeth into the plush mounds that were barely hidden behind the slight V of the dress’ neck line. I imagined what they would look like naked and devouring each other. She would straddle his lap and grind into him while he squeezes her lush hips and groans loudly into her neck as she pushes him to climax.

I would have been jealous of his attention on her, had she not been watching me with the same desperate want. Every time my skin brushed or met hers, whether by accident or not, I would watch those icy eyes narrow with heat and growing excitement. I knew she wanted me, he wanted her, and I wanted them both. Between the Champaign and heat of her touch I was tingling with need.

The 80’s dance bop ended and the crowd of dancing people slowed. I told her that I was going to use the restroom. She grabbed my hand and led the way. We passed the ladies room and I wondered where we were going. She lead me around a corner and into a room with a handicapped sign on the door.

As soon as the door shut behind me, I used my hand that wasn’t linked with hers to lock the door. I pulled her towards me and felt her body crash into mine. I couldn’t believe how forward I was being with a woman I had only just met. But I was desperate to feel her mouth against mine. I shoved my hands into her hair and gripped as I kissed her deeply. Immediately she let her hands wander my body, placing her hand on my lower back she pulled me so my body was flush against hers. Her mouth moved against mine while our hands frantically searched each others bodies. She gripped my ass and I let out a deep moan against her mouth.

“Please” I said with a small and shaky voice

“Please what sweetheart?” She asked me softly. Still pressing hot kisses to my mouth and cheeks, then traveling down my neck. The sensation making my hips roll and another moan escape me. My clit was throbbing and my nipples ached to be sucked. I knew I needed Olivia and Max to fuck me, and I was ready to beg them for it.

“Please please” I sounded like a child “please fuck me. Please take me home and fuck me” she moaned and chuckled at my desperate plea.

“Do you want me to lick your sweet little cunt?” She asked me. I was surprised at how bold her words were. I felt slightly scandalized at being called out, but that didn’t stop the rush of tingling deep in my core. I knew I was soaking through my panties, and Olivia knew it too.

She continued “Do you want Max to fill you up with his cock?” I could only whimper like a needy dog. I nodded my head in response. She looked right into my eyes and grinned. She planted a deep kiss on my mouth and bit my lower lip gently.

“Then lets get you home sweetheart” she whispered.

The cab ride home was excruciating. The touching and kissing didn’t stop, but now we had added in Max. Who’s large hands and desperate lips were pressed to every inch of mine and Olivia’s exposed skin. If his mouth was on Olivia’s neck, his hand would be caressing my breasts. When his tongue was deep in my mouth, his hands would be squeezing Olivia’s thighs.

We walked through the front door of their beautiful home, and I was immediately thrown over Max’s shoulder and marched to the staircase.

“Don’t get too crazy without me!” She teased over her shoulder as she walked in the opposite direction.

I was finally placed on my feet and was able to look at my surroundings. I was standing in the middle of a massive bedroom. The walls were painted a cool grey tone that matched perfectly with the rest of the decor. A king sized bed was perfectly centred against the back wall and was meticulously made up. Max grabbed my hand and walked me to the foot of the bed and pushed me slightly to sit. He then crouched so he was on his knees in front of me. I instinctually opened my legs for him and he moved in closer. He pulled me down so he could kiss me deeply. Then he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

“How are you feeling?” He asked me, as though it was a normal question to be asked before sex. I was confused why he was asking me that. Was I coming across as more drunk than I am. He could see I was confused so he continued “how are you feeling about being intimate with me and Olivia?” He clarified.

“Oh okay” I thought to myself. “Very very desperate” I told him, trying to be flirty.

“Excited?” He asked, I nodded in response.

“A little nervous?” He asked, I nodded slowly this time.

“Don’t worry Molly” he started and planted a soft kiss on my lips “we are going to take very good care of you, do you understand?” He asked. This time I spoke up and told him “yes”

At that moment Olivia came in carrying a pitcher of water and three glasses. She poured the cold water and handed a glass to me and Max.

“Drink up” She said, then her eyes narrowed toward me and I felt the familiar rush of heat between my legs.

I downed my water and handed the glass to Max. I stood up and ripped off my dress. I had a feeling they wanted to tease me, but I was desperate for one of them to touch me.

I sat back down on the bed and pushed myself back so I was laying with my head on the pillows. They both had their eyes on me, neither one sure what to do next.

“Undress each other” I commanded. I had no idea where this confidence was coming from. I watched Olivia walk over to Max, who was standing stark still in front of me. Unable to take his eyes off of me as I spread my legs and slipped my fingers into my panties. I see Olivia disappear behind Max, her hands rub around his torso and gently yank on the bottom of his dress-shirt. One by one she unbuttons his shirt, revealing more and more of his chiseled chest. She runs her fingers gently down his ribs and he takes a deep breath in. He lets her shrug off the shirt, but right as it hits the floor he grabs her arms and pulls her in-front of him so her back is to me. His hands are at her face and he kisses her gently. Their mouths move together in perfect synchronization as if they had been choreographing this for weeks. He slides his hands over her shoulders and down her waist, stopping to grip her tiny waist, then inch down her hips to settle his big hands on each of her ass cheeks. I watch his hands rub and squeeze, then one hand lifts up and spanks her hard on the rear. She jumps and then moans deeply into his mouth. He rubs the spot he just hit and she deepens their kiss. Her tongue is in his mouth and they are both moaning. He begins to unzip her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She was not wearing a bra under the dress, and only had on a sheer pair of black underwear that barely covered her juicy ass. Max broke the kiss and moved down her body. He was staring me right in my eyes as he presented her gorgeous body to me. I began to rub harder at my soaking wet clit. He started pulling down the panties, then dropped them down her legs. With one hand on her hip and the other gripping her ass cheek, he sunk his teeth into her skin. Biting hard then letting go to run his tongue along the deep red teeth marks. I watched as Olivia’s spine curved and her head fell back with a moan. Through all of this his eyes never left mine.

I whimpered like a starving animal as I continued to touch myself. As he stood, he wrapped his arms around Olivia’s thighs and lifted her out of the dress on the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked toward the bed. He tossed her like she weighed nothing, and she landed beside me on the bed. Our hands were on each other in second. Mouths and fingers exploring each other’s exposed bodies. She unclasped my bra, immediately tossing it somewhere in the room. Her mouth wrapped around one of my aching nipples while the other hand massages and pinched my other breast. I let out a deep moan and grabbed the back of her head, urging her to suck harder. She looked up from my breast and looked into my eyes. She let go with a pop and began blowing cool air on my now hardening nipple. I bucked my hips into her and whined. I felt a pair of hands grab my underwear and pull them off my body. It had to have been Max because Olivia’s hands were cupping and massaging my breasts. I felt the cool air touch my dripping wet pussy, making my legs quiver and my toes curl up.

I heard the sound of Max unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers.

“So who’s mouth am I filling up first?” He growls

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{Thanks for reading, Part 2 will be out in a few days. I would love to hear what you think so far}

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