I wish I had the words to describe how awkward things were last night between the three of us. Lady K asked Mr. X and I if we'd like to have a threesome. Just out of the blue yesterday morning. There was a whirl of planning and talking about safety net lines. A very short list of rules was decreed.
We met at their house at the appointed hour, well, slightly past because I got into the fender bender before I got there. I walk in like that, about to piss myself and nicting for a cigarette, very vulnerable and awkward. I walk in saying a passing high not hug, set my junk on the table ( still while regailing them with this story), hold up one finger to him to wait just one minute, and raced to the bathroom. I must have moaned loudly cause when I came out, hand washed, ready to be comforted... They just stared at me like I had two heads. (Opening)
So, suck-ass way to start the night but whatever right? I hugged her, and gave him an awkward nod as I lit up a cigarette and sat on thier loveseat. Why did I choose there? It's my go to space. Three on a couch is intimate. I like to be invited to sit there with them. So he gives me about an inch of blunt on table and gestures to me to have at it. They just got done with it. So I spark up and what happens? After the fifth pull I coughed so hard I pissed myself.
Excused myself, and immediately went back to the bathroom. Now I was preparded for this. I had the thickest pad in existence especially made for holding volume liquid without wearing a diaper. I pull down my pant which are relatively dry and find my underwhere is soaked thru. I take off my pants, chuck the pad, and slide off my panties. I thanked the heavens for moist cottenelle wipes, and the people who use them. Now here's the odd part. My panties don't smell nothing like piss. It's faint like water and light floral hints. Of course, now I have to go out there and tell them I've had an accident.
Or I do what I do best which is hide, conceal, and deny. So, I ditch the panties to one side of the toliet, wipe myself down, pull pants back up and walk out there commando. I make the very briefest of eye contact with him. (Opening) I sit back in My spot not making eye contact. I do not spark back up.
Instead, we watch music videos with kick ass baselines that I can feel in my very core. My nipples are vibrating and abraiding my shirt which another thigh crosser. Half an hour passes, he rolls another blunt, and we all get lit. Personally, I'm hornier than I've been in years. I look at these two beautiful people. There's no fear or doubt in my mind. They find me sexy and attractive.
He suggets we play cards, and I just wanna crawl acrossed the living room, free his cock and take hime in my mouth while he finishes that cigarette. I gave my best seductive look and a quirk of my lips, before I sashay my luscious ass over to the table. (Opening) She's licking her lips cause she's noticed the absence of pantyline, which she loudly whispers that I seem to have lost my panties. (Opening)
We don't play poker for clothes, or lightly flirt over rummy. We play magic: the gathering, which as,you know, I love, but my nipples are feathering over the table because of the way I'm sitting. My pants feel so good against my commando skin. As good as they feel I want them gone. I wanna sit on the hard cock that's tenting his lounge pants. We're all waiting for it. Him to sweep her into his arms and kiss her passionately crooking his finger at me, knowing that with a gesture, a look, even a silent command would have me dropped to my knees to suck his cock. (Opening sign is flashing now)
After we finish the second game, he asked what did we want to do next. Lady K snapped and said let's watch porn on the tv. (Flashing neon sign that jingles it's bells whenever it moves Opening) I'll spare you the torture of trying to pick out porn when we're not really sure what the others like. Something picked out, moans coming from the tv, moans and kissing smacks are pulling my attention away from the screen. Lady K is in the middle. After a torturous 15 minutes of porn, she finally stands up and says "Nobody watches porn like this.
She pulls my sweater off and as I'm laying it out of the way they have stripped each other completely naked. She's still in the middle, but shes kissing him, while I kiss her neck, her back. I run my tongue tracing her tattoos. This night everyone knows is about her pleasure, passion, and her completion. If we want more of these play sessions that Mama K gots to get her climaxes.
To be continued...