A Balanced Treat
I was enjoying my coffee at the local brew shop. I liked to go there as it was one of the few places I could meet women of the right age. I focused on single women in their thirties. I'd strike up a conversation and if they didn't have kids I'd pursue it: the one thing I didn't need was baggage.
There was only one girl in there today: a young thing about 22 or maybe as old as 25. Too young, but fun to look at. Really fun as she was sitting in a way that exposed her sex to me even if it was thinly veiled by her pants.
She had her feet up on the couch with her knees together and hiding her face. I could see that she had black hair, but mostly, peering through the gap between her legs I could see the outline of her pussy snuggly encased by the sheer material of her leggings.
I clearly saw the crease of her gash which made a distinct cameltoe. Her puffy labia majora were pillowy and rounded as if covered by a light furry layer of downy hair. I imagined the labia minora crushed as they were both pushed together by the cloth of her pants but also separated where the fabric dipped into the groove. Following that line to the top I pretended to see a long prominent clit. Even if I couldn't quite see it's shape I knew where it was.
The mons venerus mounded proud below soft little rolls of tummy. Even the thinnest girls' belly sticks out when they sit curled up like she was. But I like the feel of a woman's soft belly skin. Additionally, her pants were so tight every curve of both buns was displayed boldly for me to admire. Looking into her asscrack I swear the area hinted at a tight puckered starfish.
When she rocked her knees in and out like a butterflies wings my mind dwelled on the squishy noises a pair of pussy lips might make if she were nude and wet. I bet she smelled wondrously of fresh fish and moist perspiration - just like a ready cunt should.
Her bush would be raven black like her head and I would savor the soft feel of it on my face before kissing and licking her pliable lips, exploring aromatic folds, and finally letting my tongue spelunk into a deep dark humid cavern.
Dazed, I almost didn't notice that she was now speaking to me with her legs widely splayed so she could stare straight into my eyes. I'd been caught!
"Like what you see?" She sounded peeved.
I tried to recover and reply, "I, well you see..." Then I just shrugged with a shit eating grin, hoping a little charm might get me out of trouble.
She jumped up, approaching me angrily. Did she plan to slap me, or just yell at me publicly?
Standing aggressively at my high-top table she bore into my eyes before her glare softened and an evil smile crept over her face. Her elbows, as well as her jugs, rested on the formica, pushing her ample cleavage up and out, "I think I could use a guy like you."
I shook myself. Embarrassed and red faced I slowly realized what she was saying. I was further stupified when she blurted out, "I'm Delilah - Lilah. Let's go for a ride. I don't live far."
Consequences be damned. How often does a man get propositioned for sex by a young thing with zero sloppy jiggle and cellulite compared to the typical fare? I could figure out how to get back to my car in the unknown future.
In her little red Mustang her hand rested on my arm gently while her smile warmed me deeply. She had full plump lips which would be perfect for a either a blowjob or going down on another girl since she already told me she swung both ways. I would enjoy a blowjob if I didn't already know that we had plans for a different kind of oral sex. Besides, I far preferred eating pussy anyway, and based on the innuendoes she'd been hinting at for the last fifteen minutes I was about to engage in some really great cunt lapping.
"You know what I like about you, Todd? You're not pressuring me to get sucked off. None of us in the apartment really like the taste of regular cum." Then she turned to look squarely at me, "You're not gay, are you?"
"Straight as an arrow! Not a gay bone in me. I mean, like, a man's rough skin is a turnoff. And don't get me started on the smells and gross fluids." But she seemed disappointed so I felt like I had to defend myself, "Sorry to burst your bubble. That's just the way I roll."
Next, she was rambling with partially incoherent details, "I'm the glue that holds me and my roommates together. They don't like each other but they both like me and we can make it work. They're both hot like me so we have fun in the sack. We just don't do it all at the same time. I like it, you know, but I don't get to partake in my favorite kind of 'lingus, if you know what I mean. That's where you come in."
"She kept describing what sounded like some pretty hot sex, "We're gonna do a one, two, three, so all three of you are gonna please me in turn. Nova can warm me up first. Then Avery can bring me to the brink. And best of all you can do what you claim to be so good at. You're gonna do it how I like it, right?"
I needed to prove myself after she doubted me, "You betcha girl. Whatever you want." Then I winked, "I'll even toss your salad if you're into that."
"Ohhh! I've never had that done to me. I might just take you up on that after you finish me off." I was smitten - I love to watch a girl cum more than anything.
She took her hand off the gear shift knob, reached over and stick-shifted my cock, then added seriously, "I'm not joking when I say I want a one, two, three. The other two losers never do number three. I mean Nova does a good number one. There's a lot to it but not very thorough. My number two, Avery, is careful not to ruin number one's work so I can keep it all. But I'm saving the best for you and your reckless claim that 'I can make any woman cum with my tongue.' We'll see about that."
To me she seemed opaque but since I was about to have sex with a hotty at least ten years younger than me I didn't care.
We pulled into her parking spot with a squeal and a sudden lurching stop, "Aw, Nova's not home yet. Wanna drink while we wait? I've got canned margaritas or those little airplane bottles."
Climbing the stairs I was behind her, eagerly watching her cute butt sway in her clingy black pants and wondering if I'd get to stick my tongue in it. I gave it a playful swat, "Any liquor works for me as long as I can spend lotsa time under here."
She laughed, bounding up the stairs to avoid more spanking. "Hit my ass again and I'll smother you as a punishment."
"Is that a threat or a promise?"
Lilah stopped on the top step wagging her buns at me, "Hit it again and you'll find out."
I raised one hand and when she pushed her bum further out I gave it a good whack. This time she shrieked, "Oh, you just made it a threat!" Then she ran down the hall to her door with me in hot pursuit.
Inside I had too many tiny bottles as Lilah pranced around, simultaneously straightening the messy apartment and discarding her clothes haphazardly. In the end the living room looked the same but she was naked as a Jay bird. I wasn't disappointed by her youthful body.
Her snatch was exactly as I'd imagined it, well, except that her gnarly lips hung down pretty far making me dream of gently nibbling and pulling on them with my teeth.
And when she put on some music and danced over, gesticulating, and waving it in my face, I was doubly turned on. The aroma! The thick bush above that was shaved on the sides next to her labs! It was all too much. I stole a tentative swipe with my tongue but she scolded me, reminding me that I was to be her number three.
Cradling her body from behind I was just appreciating how firm her breasts were considering their size when Nova and Avery barged through the door, "Friday night fuck night!" Then they stopped in their tracks, "Who's this?"
I think I was more surprised. Nova and Avery were both two big studs over six feet tall each. Guys! Men! Why did I assume they would be girls?
Lilah was just explaining my presence, "I brought myself a toy to make up for your... deficiencies."
In my drunken stupor I was still processing the change. This was to be a threesome of sorts except that I wouldn't have to worry about any accidental touching. My lucky day yet again. We were going to take turns servicing her as if she were some queen in need of sexual pampering. Furthermore, they must not be very good since I was going to be the only one capable of bringing her over the edge. I was feeling pretty smug right about then. Youth may have beauty, like these three, but age brings experience.
I was tipsy and I hadn't thought this through or considered the logistics. But Lilah was a take-charge kind of girl and soon enough the activities began. She slipped a tight triangular leather thong on and beckoned to number one with one commanding finger.
The two of them disappeared into her bedroom so Avery and I drank some more. It was only maybe ten minutes later when Nova emerged wearing just a pair of shorts before slinking off to his room. I would be embarrassed at such a poor performance if I were him. He was a good looking specimen of a man but apparently looks don't always cut it.
Leaning on the door frame seductively the leather clad warrior princess held up two fingers then pointed to Avery. He followed our vixen in for his turn. I was feeling pretty confident that he would fail as well. So with nothing better to do, and with no more little bottles, I pulled the tab on a can of cheap liquor and waited for my chance to prove myself.
Now you know, there's foreshadowing, and there's common sense, and at that moment I understood neither. No more than another ten minutes went by when Avery emerged naked on his way to his room. The loser took a left causing his softening dick to swing in the breeze. I would have been impressed by its girth except that I knew he couldn't last. I would have been worried if I had stopped to think at all about what his nudity obviously implied.
A minute later my wild siren was at the entrance begging me to enter and make good on my word. I had every intention of besting the two youngsters by being the best lover she might desire.
I was sucked through the entryway to hell, not because it was a bad place, but because it was to be the beginning of an ongoing and irresistible sexual torture for me.
Immediately inside she leaped onto my chest wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Such wild abandon! I was surely due for more than just ten minutes of pallid sex.
She kissed me passionately, mashing our lips together, then invaded my mouth hedonistically with her sexy tongue. We became one creature of erotic dance, twirling as we fell onto the bed of devious delights.
