Author: deviantradoddness

My first threesome

*True story, to the best of my recollection anyway. It starts slowly but I thought it necessary to set the stage. Names changed a little but that’s about it. I’d love feedback if you’d be willing to take a moment and comment or send me a message.*

I was re-introduced to Laura when I was a senior in college. Our parents went to the same church and apparently got it in their heads that we would be a nice couple. Laura is three years older than me and was working at her first real job after college but while she was in high school she used to babysit my younger sister for some extra cash. Of course I fantasized about her at the time: what teenage boy wouldn’t? Laura’s body is all delicious curves: her breasts are full DD cups and her ass stretched the seat of her pants nearly to the breaking point.

Nothing came of our time together back then though. I forgot about her as I drunkenly stumbled through college and the associated parties, thoroughly enjoying myself along the way. Our parents contrived to have us join them for a big Sunday lunch (dinner down here in the South) and I was a bit surprised how well we hit it off. Read more »

My first threesome [Group]

*True story, to the best of my recollection anyway. It starts slowly but I thought it necessary to set the stage. Names changed a little but that’s about it. I’d love feedback if you’d be willing to take a moment and comment or send me a message.*

I was re-introduced to Laura when I was a senior in college. Our parents went to the same church and apparently got it in their heads that we would be a nice couple. Laura is three years older than me and was working at her first real job after college but while she was in high school she used to babysit my younger sister for some extra cash. Of course I fantasized about her at the time: what teenage boy wouldn’t? Laura’s body is all delicious curves: her breasts are full DD cups and her ass stretched the seat of her pants nearly to the breaking point.

Nothing came of our time together back then though. I forgot about her as I drunkenly stumbled through college and the associated parties, thoroughly enjoying myself along the way. Our parents contrived to have us join them for a big Sunday lunch (dinner down here in the South) and I was a bit surprised how well we hit it off. Read more »

New Jack (5)

*I welcome your thoughts and feedback. Please send me a message and let me know what you think.*

5.

Jack awoke early amidst a tangle of arms and legs, two sets of large breasts pressed against his upper arms. He slid out of bed, doing his best to let the nude sleeping women continue their rest as he padded into the bathroom to complete his morning ablutions.

Finished, he made his way into the kitchen after throwing on a pair of boxer shorts, no flamingos this time he thought with a wry smile. He began to fix a full breakfast and was just pulling the last of the bacon from the frying pan when Cindy stumbled in. She hadn’t bothered to dress and was peering at Jack through sleep encrusted eyes.

“Coffee” she mumbled and Jack poured a mug from the fresh pot before handing it across to her. “Shit, I need to talk to Max!” she exclaimed, her eyes flying wide open. She grabbed her phone and made her way out of the kitchen as Debbie stumbled in, nude as well, though she looked significantly more chipper. Read more »

New Jack (3 – 4)

3.

Monday morning dawned to find Jack already on the road, his sneakers beating a steady staccato onto the wet pavement. He had pushed on this run, still keeping the distance at a respectable three miles but working to drive his mile time down. He idly wondered why no one else around here was out jogging. There were plenty of lights appearing in windows but not a lot of movement at 6 am.

He saw the women as he rounded the next bend. Both relatively tall, ponytails swinging as they jogged along. As the pair passed under a streetlamp he recognized Debbie from the previous night’s adventure. She and her husband had snuck back to their house like teenagers under the cover of darkness after she had given him a deep kiss in parting. Bill had been grinning from ear to ear as he stuck out his hand to take his leave.

It had taken him a moment or two upon awakening to remember and reconstruct yesterday. His morning erection demanded attention, but Jack figured he could find a better use for the load and so opted instead to go for a run. Read more »

New Jack (1 – 2)

This is my first attempt at erotica. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Jack dropped the box with a finality that he felt adequately expressed how sick of moving he was. It was the last box, one of the heavy ones containing books he couldn’t bear to part with. Most of his other possessions and accoutrement of the past 13 years of his life had either had been offloaded through a garage sales and outright donations to homeless shelters. He had split from his wife, Amanda, amicably enough: she had abruptly decided to start fucking her coach at the gym and, hey, who was he to stop her. Their sex life had gotten stale over the years and, if he were honest with himself, he would miss her body but wasn’t too fussed about losing her as a person. They had simply grown apart and maybe it was just inertia that had kept them together anyway. Read more »