Seeing as how I’ve gotten some enjoyment out of reading a few of these, I thought I’d document one of my own experiences with my girlfriend and one of our playmates. Inspired to write down by a girl who wrote about a terrible threesome and people encouraged her to go back and try again if there was any chemistry. That is, for the record, terrible advice.
Basic contours, two sexy, curvy, mid/late twenties, multi-orgasmic women (non multi-orgasmic women don’t get to be our playmates), a ginger and half-Samoan respectively, and myself, an early forties caucasian male, in decent shape, with the stamina of a Fremen and the charisma of a cultural pirate.
—-
Our original plans were a night in a strip club VIP (we could write novellas on what we’ve done in those) to be followed up by an evening of play at our place, but tweaked our plans as mother nature came a knocking on Courtney’s door and slammed the gate to her playground shut the night before. Hardly the first time climate change caused a playtime adjustment, but we have always been good at improvising with our playmates. Still she was dying to play with Mandy regardless of the circumstances, as it had been some time since our previous playtime, so we had her come over for a dinner out instead before dessert of flesh back at our apartment.