A night to remember Part 4 [MMFFF]

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I led her out into the living room, my hand still on her throat, a finger deep inside of her pussy. She shook slightly, though if it was out of fear or excitement, I couldn’t say. Probably a mix of both. I positioned her between the two women, and brought her to the ground. She turned and sat back, looking up at me. Her cheeks were flushed slightly, her lips parted. I nodded at Alex, and he undid the gag’s on the two girls. Lisa worked her tongue for a minute, then spoke. “How’d you get out?” She asked, tugging on her own restraints. “Trade secret,” I replied, not taking my eyes from Tricia. My cock stood erect, pointing at her. “Alex.” I said, and he leaned down, biting into the exposed portion of her chest hard. She yelped, jumping a bit, then flushed, remembering the rules the girls had laid out for us.

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I sat beside Alex and watched as Lisa slid her hands around Tricia’s back, to rub her hands over her belly. Julia stood in front of her, her hands rubbing her neck, shoulders, and breasts. Water sluiced over all three of them, the dual shower heads in the standing shower of our bathroom spraying warm water over them. Tricia had her head tilted back, her lips parted slightly in pleasure, as the two women rubbed their hands over her body. I’d pulled the standing doors off the shower to open it up, and water pelted out, but we’d covered the toilet and floor in towels to absorb the water. Tricia moaned lightly as Lisa’s hands found their way between her legs, rubbing back and forth across her thighs, and slowly began to move down as she crouched. Julia’s hands continued to wander her upper body, her motions smooth and delicate, barely touching, roaming her hands down Tricia’s arms, then back up to her chest and neck.

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The movie we were watching was interesting, but I was far more interested in the show happening in the living room. It was dark, the only light coming from the TV against the wall. It’d been about an hour since we’d have our fun, and we decided to watch a movie. We were all on the floor, our backs propped up against the loveseat and walls, pillows and blankets everywhere. All of us were still naked, having agreed not to put on clothes again, instead using blankets if we got cold. Julia sat to my left, Tricia on my right. Alex was on her other side, with Lisa on the far end. I’d been caught up in the movie for a bit, but my attention had been diverted when I felt Julia’s hand settle on my cock. It throbbed in response as she lightly stroked it. I glanced to my right, and saw why she’d been distracted. Lisa had moved down, and was in the process of lightly sucking Alex’s cock. Tricia’s eyes followed their motions, her lips lightly parted. I slid a hand around and ran it across Tricia’s thigh. Her breath caught, but kept her eyes on the two. I slid a finger down into her crotch, and felt it warm and wet, slippery. I fingered her clit lightly, and did the same for Julia, working my fingers around to her slit as well. She moaned lightly, and the fingers on my cock tightened.

A night to remember [MMFFF]

I’ve been writing stories like these for a while now, at least a few years. I’d only ever sent them to my wife, kind of a way to help with foreplay and get her motor running, but this was the exception. While TDY for a few months back in 2013, I wrote this over the span of a night. It’s turned into one of my wife’s favorites, and I’ve shared it with a few close friends since. While certain aspects of this story comes from past experiences my wife and I have had with a few friends, the story itself is original. All the names have been changed. Let me know what you think!

Sometimes you dream of a fantasy, and wake excited, the thoughts, images, and sometimes feelings transitioning between dream and reality. Sometimes it feels so real, you wake hard, or wet, wanting nothing more than for someone to relieve the pressure building between your legs. Sometimes these fantasies are things you have done, or things you’ve imagined doing. Maybe you’ve seen it in a film, or read it in a book, maybe seen it in a porno. For most, fantasies that you dream of will rarely come true, unless you actively pursue them, set things up to work out the dream. Sometimes things just naturally work out, and something you never expected to happen falls into your lap, and you just go with the flow. For a rare few, they have friends or a significant other that are open to helping them fulfil fantasy, to make a dream a reality.