In continuing with my theme, this is my 8th story in a run of my sexual happenings I call "Angel's Adventures". They can each read as a story on their own, but I invite you to start at the top and work your way down, it's more fun that way. J As always, if you enjoy my stories, leave feedback or send me an email or IM. I always reply. Standard disclaimer: If you are under 18 or offended by the graphic description of consensual sex between two adults, then please, don't read any further and head back to Goofy_goobers.net ~ Angel
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This is the story of a threesome I had once. As most of you know, these stories are the written accounts of true sexual encounters by me. I'll describe myself for you: I'm 5'6 and plus sized. I have 46DDD chest (no I'm not lying) and full hips and thighs. I tan well but for the most part, I'm milky white. I have a peaches and cream completion, full lips, dark brown eyes and medium brown hair. I love sex. I always have. I lost my virginity at a young age, which was not that rare in the group of friends I hung out with. Since then, I took my lovers at my leisure and enjoyed what they offered with enthusiasm. I guess to me, sex is something to be enjoyed, not feared, and love has nothing to do with it. It enhances but isn't required for a great time.
Several summers ago I had a girlfriend. That's not so unusual for most women, but for me, she was a lover also. I had experimented with bisexuality in college (who doesn't?) and I will write about her another time, but I hadn't continued on with it in any serious fashion since I had left school. When I met Mandi, she and I were just casual friends on the net. We ended up realizing that I had worked with her ex husband and so our discussions turned to them and some of sexual history. As we started hanging out in person more and more, I learned that she considered herself bisexual and I opened up about my past. I remember the day she first kissed me. I had forgotten how different a woman's lips feel from a man's. Her skin was soft and supple like a ripe peach's and when she ran her hands over my neck and cheek, I shivered. We ended up on my couch making out like high schoolers. I loved it. Her breasts were so different from my own. They had small very sensitive nipples and were pear shaped and slender. When I sucked on them, I could make her cum.
We had a wide community of friends on the chat program we both used and went to lots of get together and hung out with mutual friends on the weekends. Most assumed we were just friends, but a few special people knew we were lovers. It wasn't that we were ashamed, but we were both keeping things quiet because of our families and jobs. I worked for a rather conservative company at the time – I still got patted on the butt and called "Honey" by some of the older supervisors. I think they were stuck in the 1960's. She worked in a lawyer's office and didn't need that kind of moral dilemma coming up. One of the people who knew was a man named Steve. Steve had always chased after Mandi and I separately and both of us had teased with him but never gone very far. That was soon to change one afternoon.
I had met him before Mandi and I got together. He invited me over and I finally gave in since I was in his neighborhood. He lived in a duplex made from an old Victorian and it these gorgeous hardwood floors that creaked as you walked. He had joked once about wanting to masturbate for a woman he had just met and since watching someone always turned me on, I dared him to do it for me. He did and I was very impressed. At that time, I hadn't seen anyone thicker than him. He had a nice thick cock that was of average length and strong hands – I have a weakness for nice hands. I watched him stroke his dick and run those tanned strong hands over my white breasts and I got wet. I knew I was going to fuck this man sooner or later, I just didn't know when.
Mandi had dropped her children off and came over. We ended up playing around on line like we usually did, snapping web cam photos and teasing whomever was around. We were kissing and she had her shirt off, me sucking on her nipples while she deep throated a vibrator we called Monster. The web cam was open to our friend Steve and he was typing on Yahoo as we teased him, telling us how hard he was and turned on watching us. In return, he turned on his cam and gave us a show. I had seen him before, but Mandi hadn't. Despite having had several children, she had a harder time with men with big cocks and seeing Steve's surprised her. I had her legs spread by this time and my one hand was sliding the vibe slowly in and out of her while he watched and jerked off in time. She came as soon as she saw him explode at his desk. I sucked her nipples as she jerked and moaned in my arms. I loved hearing and watching her cum. Her nipples darkened and got hard and she would gush and pant loudly.
Steve started to call us more often, listening to one of us play with the other till we orgasmed, and then he would cum. He begged us to let him come over and play too and we always said no. Neither of us had discussed adding partners and she seemed rather hesitant because of his past history of being a user and a real playboy. I knew I wanted to fuck him – I'd seen him in person and thought things would be fine, but I didn't know how to convince her without letting her know that. Eventually, she suggested we let him and we both agreed on an afternoon when we would all have free time.
She came over and we showered together, letting the water run over our bodies as we soaped each other's breasts and kissed and nibbled here and there. She washed my hair, running her fingers through it, and I kissed her tummy as I washed her legs and thighs. We tried to be good though, hoping we were both going to have lots of orgasms soon. After drying off, we decided to wear lingerie, figuring it gave an illusion of something left to the imagination. We lounged on the couch waiting for Steve. He rang the doorbell and when I got up to open the door, Mandi laid down on the couch and arranged herself. She was in a blue cami and tap shorts set and I had on a sheer red robe with buttons. She opened her legs and slowly ran her hands up and down her thighs, stroking her legs so that would be the first thing he saw as he came in the door. I opened the door and he greeted me with a kiss and a hand on my ass. I slid my hand to his crotch and gave it a good squeeze. He was already hard. He whispered in my ear that he had been driving here with a hard on since he left work at noon. When I stepped back, he got his first glance at Mandi. I could see his eyes get wide and his mouth open a little. I laughed to myself. This was going to be fun!
Mandi was still slowly touching herself. Her blonde hair was spread out from her head being tossed back on a pillow and she had pulled down one side of her top and was pinching her nipple in time to her fingers moving. I looked over at Steve and saw the bulge in his pants get harder. He looked at me and grinned. I put my hands on his waist and started to undo the buttons on his shorts. He nodded and reached up to tug off his shirt. Mandi opened her eyes and smiled, then put her middle finger in her mouth and slowly sucked her juices off of it.