My First Threesome Awakening: The Morning After Innocence Shattered
A sharp slam jolted me awake. Bedroom door. Cool air rushed in. I turned. Sabine and Samuel by the open window, smoking. Robes on. Me? Buck naked. Instinct kicked in. I yanked the sheet up. Ridiculous. Wanted a cig, but coat downstairs. No way parading nude through the house.
Samuel spotted me first. ‘Sleep well?’ Grin. I mumbled. Clock said 6 AM. Headache throbbed. Sabine offered coffee. Scalding. Gulped it. Silence heavy. Strangers’ bed. Brain scrambled. Samuel broke it. ‘That was good. Not your first time?’ Tempted to brag. Nah. ‘First threesome. Loved it.’ Talked breakup. Sex. Love. Life. Him 36, her 35. She looked younger. She smiled.
The Approach
Bathroom call. Stood casual. Skin sticky. Cock limp, crusty. ‘Shower?’ Sure. Blue walls. Glass mosaic. Chrome taps. Pissed quiet. Gland burned. Long hot scrub. Yellow duck on tub edge. Smiled. Wrapped towel.
Back. Window shut. Them on bed. Scooted over. Invite. Fresh coffee. ‘Not too wrecked?’ Peignoir gap. ‘Fine.’ Her smile. Frequent. Killer. ‘Want me to wake you?’ Stunned. Thought they wanted me gone. Wrong.
Heart raced. Pulse hammered. No retreat. Desire won. Fear twisted with hunger. This unknown pulled me in.
She sipped coffee. Leaned. Mouth on my cock. Hot liquid shock. Tongue swirl. Morning wood stirred. Strange hot-cold thrill. Sighed back. She gargled, swallowed. Soft now. Tongue danced gland. Lips teased frenulum. Teeth grazed. Lapped shaft. Balls. Tender. Needed it.
Samuel watched. Legs crossed. Robe hid bulge? Probably.
‘Wanna fuck?’ Voice husky. Yes. She grabbed condom. Eyes locked. Tore pack. Rolled it slow. Pushed me down. Stay. Dropped robe. Straddled. Guided me in. Warm. Soft. Dizzy.
Checked Samuel. His cock out. Thick. Ready.
The Instant
Hands on my abs. Rocked front-back. Slow power. Sucked me in. Vagina gripped. Balls fondled. Unreal. Groaned. Held back.
Samuel neared. Kissed her fierce. Tongues battled. She rode harder. Me balls too. Reached. Breasts. She arched.
Bent. Nipped lips. Teased kiss. Dodge. Torment. Then his hand. On my balls. Shocked. Eyes side. Him there. Tense. She: ‘Let it. Not good?’ Weird. Nice. But man-touch. Bisexual? Fear flickered. She moved. Eyes shut. Surrendered.
Edging close. ‘Gonna cum.’ Too soon. She lifted. Plop. Cock slapped belly. Latex slick.
‘Rest.’ Turned to him. Kiss. Jerked him. Doggy. He entered. Watched. Cock plunge. Ass spread. Muffled cries. Balls slap. Tempted touch. No. He sped. Froze. Came inside. Real. Pulled out. Soft. They caressed. I faded.
Her turn. ‘Still want?’ Cock betrayed. Purple. ‘Me too. My little hole?’ Sweet. Positioned. Head side. Smiled. Licked ass. Saliva lube. Pressed. Slipped. Tried. Inched. ‘OK?’ Yes. Deeper. Relaxed. Swallowed. Still. She rocked. Tight vice. Hand to clit. Moans rose. Mine too. Close. She bucked. Cried. Clenched. Nearly expelled me. She came. Epic.
Collapsed. Samuel slept. ‘He’s handsome?’ Stung. Eyes hers. ‘Yeah.’ Boundary set. Parenthesis. Me: interlude. Kiss. ‘Now.’ Eyes to cock. Still hard. Auto-stroke. ‘Let me.’ Fingers wet.
