First Date Seond Date Threesome

First Date, Second Date, Threesome

Using one of the on-line dating services was a pretty interesting experience. I had just moved to the central gulf coast, after living all around the country. I don't know what I expected, but what I got was a great surprise.

When you're over 40, meeting people can be tough; Especially the female kind, and even more so when you want them attractive, intelligent, and without drama like a lousy ex, or a passel of kids.

So, I went online, filled out the blanks, thought of something clever, added some pictures, and then, suddenly, my inbox was filling up fast!

Must be that I had a job, or my own teeth and hair I thought, because I started e-mailing a dozen or more women within an hour's drive. One even decided to come right over for the weekend from the New Orleans area to spend some time on the white sand beaches of the redneck Riviera that is the Florida panhandle and the Alabama gulf coast.

Rose was 46, a couple of years younger than me, with long curly chestnut hair, and as nice a set of 40-D's as you can imagine. On her curvy 5'4" frame, they seemed huge (that was with her clothes on!)

After texting and chatting for a couple days, she gave me directions to a high-rise condo right on the beach, I knocked on the door, was greeted with a glass of wine and a kiss on the cheek. She took me out on the balcony to take in the view from 15 stories up, the sunshine reflecting off the green water and the white sand, and after about a minute of that, she went to her knees behind the chest high wall, tugged my zipper down and slid my cock down her throat. I mean it was "Fantasy Fulfilment 101" as I tried to keep cool.

In a couple of minutes she stood, grabbed my now rigid cock, and tugging ever so gently, headed me towards the bedroom. Next thing, clothes were flying off, and we were naked and thrashing. She proved to be hungry, even starved for sex, physical contact, a touch, a caress, and my seven inches sliding down her throat and in her furry and very tasty pussy. We took a couple of breaks for some wine, and then even a few laps in the whirlpool tub with plenty of bubbles, but then we rinsed off, recharged and headed back to the bedroom for more thrusting, riding and sweating.

This was only 2 days after I had joined this dating service, and you can imagine how I was plotting this out in my head. I expected that I would be this well received by every one of the ladies who I was corresponding with. (gotta have a fantasy life, right?)

We did a re-run of this the following afternoon, with a little more time spent in foreplay, and finding out each other's kinkier side. And man, did she ever like to get nasty. Hair pulling, ass slapping, nipple pinching and biting. Finger, tongue and toys in her pussy and ass. She was into talking dirty, telling me of the other cocks and pussys she had known very well, how she had been well trained, that's before "groomed" came into the discussion, or most likely corrupted while she was in college, by a friendly couple who turned her every way but loose for most of the time she was in school, having parties almost every weekend at their large home New Orleans back in the 80's, with lots of liquor and recreational drugs (who knew you could do that with cocaine!) The stories were "Dear Penthouse" type stuff, melting your ear wax and keeping my cock rigid. She was sucking my toes, rimming my ass, and demanding that I pump harder, longer and deeper. She used the word Fuck about 47 different ways through the afternoon. She simply could not get enough. I knew I had met my match.

She had more stories-and they kept getting better-about her time in college, and then a guy in med school, training to be a doctor, and how they had stayed in touch for more than 20 years, because she had become a slave to his 11-inch cock. I assumed, because it was New Orleans, that she was talking about a black man, but it turns out, he's white, and still in private practice in Atlanta, where she visits at least once a year. He also flies her to his medical conventions or seminars, where he bangs her like a drum, and then invites his doctor buddies to double or triple team her while he watches. She said those were the best weekends of the year.

Every time she started on one of these stories, my cock started twitching and rising and she raked her fingernails over my back and chest, and around my balls. I departed well after dark, and she went home the next day, I think we both had trouble walking, and we burned up a lot of cell minutes staying in touch.

It was about this time that Hurricane Dennis came rolling in from the gulf, and that distracted me for a week or so, getting things cleaned up, living on generator power, no air conditioning, and no hot water for the shower.

After that was settled, I went to visit her the next weekend, and she welcomed me with open arms and legs spread wide. After a long hot shower, (just the two of us) Her king-sized bed allowed for unlimited play, with the old southern style high ceiling and the tall windows letting in the summer light.

It was simply a delight laying there naked on the cool sheets, under the ceiling fan, drinking mimosas and snacking on shrimp and cheeses. She was an incredible cook, and in the kitchen, she would wear nothing but an apron, showing off that enticing and tender ass, and making sure that I rubbed up against her on a regular basis. Dinner was with candles; she was sitting nude on the delicate chair. I couldn't tell you what we ate because dessert had been promised. Not seeing Sara Lee brownies or Blue Bell Ice Cream, I wondered what it would be.

Dessert arrived a few minutes later, with the ringing of an old ding-dong doorbell, in the form of one of her hospital nurse co-workers, Sandi,

Where Rose was a brunette, with cascading brown hair, Sandi was thinner, a tanned and toned blonde. She looked like a personal trainer who worked for a high dollar gym and worked through the clients as well.

Her 36B's obviously didn't need a bra, and as she came through the front door, she gave Rose a big wet kiss, wrapping her arms and one leg around her, and there was some serious tongue action going on. She was led to the table, where I stood up and we were introduced, and she looked me up and down, seeing if the description from Rose matched up to what was in front of her. Since I had no advanced notice, there were no expectations on my part. "So this is the guy you dumped me for?" she asked with a laugh. "Girl, you have good taste" and she leaned over for a quick peck on the lips.

My shock was that she knew everything about me, and I knew nothing about her. The conversation, like the Cajun food, got spicier as we went along. She purred into my ear, describing what she was going to do, how she and Rose would be doing things while I was made to watch.

We've all had three-way fantasies. Or had one and later thinking "I should have done this better..." Well, it was all of that and more. Cialis was new at that time, but as nurses they had scored some, and one popped into my mouth and followed with a slurp of champagne from Sandi's mouth. That pill ignited me. My erection became a painful, a "Super-boner", able to hang bath towels or drive nails. We were still kinda dressed, Rose in her apron, me going commando, at the dining room table, and the candles were carried to the bedroom, creating a very romantic and seductive atmosphere. As things moved in slow motion, we headed to the bedroom with the high ceilings, and a room air conditioner set in the "meat locker" range.

Clothes started being removed, with kisses and caresses, and they insisted on doing it themselves, leaving me holding my glass. They undressed each other, slowly, one piece at a time, and then turning back to me kissing and rubbing every patch of bare skin. My throbbing cock burst from my cargo shorts, and they each fondled, stroked and licked it. I was going out of my skull with pleasure and I wanted to come like a fire hose, spraying them both down.

But then, they stopped, and started working on each other.

I had a moment to take in the view of Sandi, and was delighted to see crisp tan lines, like they were drawn onto her body. Soooo sexy. Pierced nipples, a pierced belly button, and was shaved slick and clean, not even a landing strip. Her tan was flawless, being late in the summer, with just the smallest white triangles around her nipples. And thin white strips across the hips and leading to her ass crack. Wait, what's that glimmer, reflecting the candlelight? Whoa, a pierced clit. I knew I would chip a tooth on that before the night was done.

It was very obvious the girls were really familiar with each other in and out of the bedroom. Rose was feasting on the piercings and her fingers were deep inside of Sandi, they were casually ignoring me, and my excitement was continuing to build. I went and stood behind her, rubbing against her, stroking her lean body, nibbling on her neck and ears, pinching, twisting and tugging the now-revealed piercings. Both the girls were moaning, and I switched to stand behind Rose, whispering my thanks for this wonderful surprise. She loved her nipples played with, and probably had a small orgasm while all this was continuing.

The sheets were still messed up from our afternoon nap, but the bedside tables held lube, a vibrator, a dildo, plus boxes of Kleenex. The candles flickered in the breeze from the ceiling fan, and we stretched out, with me in the middle, and the girls choosing what they wanted. Sandi swung her leg over my chest, and scooted up to cover my face, and Rose plopped down on my cock. Nothing but self-control kept me from blowing my load at that instant. Sandi pressed down, pretty much cutting off my air. She rubbed her sex on my chin, lips, tongue, nose, and forehead, I Was getting juices over my entire face. While I was wishing I could breathe out of my ears, it was heaven.

Time ceased. We flowed, but 10 minutes, maybe 30 minutes later, and I was still not in charge of what was happening. Two women pressing their bodies on mine. The girls took a break, changing positions, a few sips of wine, and they were laughing, touching, and kissing each other, plus stroking me. I worked to free my hands, so I could return the touches, at least grab their asses, put a finger in the now dripping pussies. Rose swung her leg over my head, and I had a good look at the dark brown, almost black patch of fur rising from her groin. The slightly musky and already drenched labia lips were sliding off my nose and to the entrance of my mouth, as she lowered her hips, again blocking off my air and she ground into my face.

I couldn't see Sandi, but the weight on the bed shifted, and with one quick and smooth move, she took her mouth to my cock, pressing down again, taking my seven inches in pretty much one gulp. She was talented!

"Fantasy come true" were the first words I spoke when Rose pulled off my face so I could get a breath of air. With a slurp from my crotch, Sandi shouted out "Just getting started".

(yes, much more to the story in Part 2)