I first met Sally in a bar. I was going out with friends and spotted her in a corner with some pimply-faced chap who did his best to chat her up, but she was having none of it. She was tall, curvaceous, with large radiant brown eyes and long light-brown hair. She had bountiful D-cup breasts but it was her eyes that I noticed first, and what drew me to her. I made eye contact with her as she was boredly scanning the room while the young man by her side was saying something to her which she obviously didn't find that interesting. Her eyes lingered on me for a second and I knew she liked what she saw.
I played the game for about half an hour, occasionally glancing at her and watching her increased annoyance with the fellow she was with. I later learned she'd gone out to this bar with him mainly because she was bored sitting at home, not necessarily because she fancied him. As the evening wore on she'd become increasingly disinterested in him, and would have left for home early if she hadn't spotted me.
Finally I put her out of her misery and, as the young lad went to fetch a drink at the bar, approached her. "Hi", I said, "you look bored."
"Do I?" She queried, raising a delicate eyebrow. She was only a few inches shorter than me and she wasn't wearing particularly high heels. At 6'2" I'm not exactly a shorty. I figured her to be around 5'10".
"Yes," I said, in a tone that brooked no argument. "I think you need to be entertained a bit." I winked at her, and she cracked a smile. I knew I had her then.
Sally was 22, in her final year of university where she studied industrial design. I was six years her senior which, at that age, was quite a gap, but she found that a bonus as she was so tired of guys her own age and their fanciful prancing.
The young man she was with that evening was a former neighbour of hers from childhood, and once he returned with drinks it didn't take me long to discourage him from any further participation in our conversation. Sally and I chatted for hours, and once the night wrapped up I walked her to the taxi rank. We kissed that night and exchanged numbers. She said she wanted to take things slow, and I played it cool. Three weeks later we had sex, and we fucked like rabbits almost every single day since then.
Sally's sexual appetite was voracious, and she loved to experiment and push her boundaries. In me she had found a slightly older, more experienced lover who was confident in his own sexual abilities and didn't feel a need for constant validation. Our relationship wasn't perfect, with regular arguments about trivialities, but the sex was amazing and served to keep us together.
A few months in to our relationship, Sally took me on a night out with some of her classmates. I think she wanted to show me off to her friends. Her classmates were an eclectic bunch, but one girl especially caught my eye.
Miriam was a petite beauty, with long black hair and a dusting of freckles across her cute nose. Stylish clothes did their best to hide her figure, but I could tell she had a gorgeous body; firm C-cup breasts, a small waist flaring out to rounded hips and a cute bubble butt, flowing in to a set of shapely legs. Bright blue eyes and a small mouth with full lips completed the package.
Where Sally was expressive, vocal, and full of life, Miriam seemed reserved, a tad shy, and soft-spoken. As it turned out, Miriam had a long term boyfriend called Frank. They'd met in the first year of Uni and had been a couple ever since. Frank seemed a decent chap, with blandly good looks and a toned body, and a full head shorter than I. Standing next to him and Miriam I felt like a giant, having to bend down to make myself heard amidst the noise of the club we were in that night.
I found Miriam very alluring, but I was with Sally and Miriam seemed quite attached to her boyfriend Frank, so I made no moves, and just enjoyed the evening. I did notice Miriam looking at me a bit too intently now and again, and one time I caught her staring and winked back at her. She blushed and quickly looked away.
That night Sally came home with me. We lay chatting in my bedroom, and I asked her about Miriam. "She's one of my best friends", Sally said. "I can talk to her about anything."
"Anything?" I asked?
"Yep," she said. "I especially like talking with her about my sex life."
I raised an eyebrow at that. "Why's that?"
Sally grinned. "Well, she's been with Frank for years and he was her first, so she doesn't have much experience. But she loves hearing about what we get up to. Especially the experimental stuff, you know."
"Hmmm," I grunted noncommittally. The thought of Miriam eagerly listening to Sally talking about our sexcapades was more than a little turn-on. Maybe that's why she'd stared at me tonight - perhaps imagining me doing things to her that I do with Sally.
"I think she wants to try different stuff herself," Sally continued. "But Frank doesn't seem to be up for that."
"What sort of stuff do you think she'd want to try?" I asked.
"You know," Sally said, "new positions, outdoor sex, anal, roleplay..." All things Sally and I engaged in now and again. Sex with Sally was never boring. "And threesomes", she said, looking at me intently.
Sally and I had discussed threesomes before. I had experience with them - quite a lot, in fact - but Sally hadn't. A threesome with two men was something she desperately wanted to try. I told her I could arrange that, but only if she could arrange a threesome with her and another woman. That had quickly put a brake on Sally's plans, as she knew nobody she'd be comfortable sharing her man with. But I knew the thought of a threesome was a massive turn-on for Sally, and she regularly probed me on the topic.
"So Miriam wants a threesome?" I asked? "Hmm, well... Frank doesn't sound like the kind of guy who'd go along with that."
Sally looked at me with a devious expression. "Well," she began, "I think Frank is quite hot. He's too short for me, but he does have a great body... And I know he likes me."
"Really? How so?"
"Miriam told me. She said Frank once admitted that if he hadn't met her, he'd have made a pass at me at some stage."
"So you're thinking Miriam and Frank would be the key to fulfilling your threesome fantasies."
"Yes!" Sally exclaimed. "But they'll need to be... gently persuaded. I can do that. Give me time."
"Okay," I said, "but right now I'm horny and I'm going to fuck you." I grabbed her and pushed her down on the bed. She giggled and pretended to resist. I started stripping her clothes, my hands roaming her curvy body, pressing in to her supple flesh. Sally started breathing heavily and ceased resisting, and helped discard her clothing. As soon as her ample bosom was released from her bra my mouth latched on to her tits, sucking on her hardening nipples as my hands groped and squeezed.
Sally moaned and wriggled out of the remainder of her clothes, and tugged at my shirt. I broke away from her breasts and took off my shirt as Sally undid my belt. She pushed my trousers and boxers down and immediately pounced on my rapidly hardening cock, taking it in to her mouth. Soon she was bobbing up and down the length of my shaft, one hand on my balls and the other grasping my cock as her tongue circled the head.
I loved Sally's cocksucking, but I loved eating her out just as much. After a few minutes I pulled away and pushed her back down on the bed, moving between her legs. I licked her juicy cunt before pushing my tongue between her soft lips, lapping at her core as she moaned and squeezed her tits. I alternated between tongue-fucking her and licking her clit, and after about ten minutes, as I sensed her approaching peak, I slid two fingers in to her pussy and fixed my mouth on her clit, tongue lapping her sensitive nub and pushing her to orgasm.
She bucked and moaned loudly, legs trembling as she came, then I felt her relax and slowed my oral ministrations, guiding her down from her orgasm. I moved up and kissed her, our tongues wrestling. I then took my rock-hard cock and rubbed the head over her soaked pussy, before shoving it inside. She gasped and her eyes flashed. "Oh fuck yes Ryan," she groaned. "Fuck me."
And I did. Sally wrapped her legs around my hips, encouraging me on as I pounded her tight pussy. I put two fingers in her mouth, still wet with her juices, and whispered to her. "Imagine Frank's cock in your mouth and mine in your pussy." Sally's eyes widened as I spoke, and she closed her lips around my fingers and sucked them eagerly. "Imagine two cocks for you to play with, all yours, all night," I whispered as I fucked her, my cock assaulting her dripping snatch as she sucked my fingers. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She nodded and moaned. "Yes you'd love that, you horny slut, you'd love to be fucked raw by two hard cocks." She moaned louder and her hands grabbed my butt, pulling me in to her with every thrust.
I fucked her even harder, ramming my throbbing cock in to her, until I felt my orgasm approach and I pulled out of her, quickly moving to straddle her as I fisted my meat, aiming at her luscious tits. I gushed the first shot of my cum over her gorgeous tits, then the second one, as Sally yelled "yes, come all over me!" I then shoved my pulsating cock in to her mouth, a third spurt filling her mouth, and she groaned and sucked out the remainder of my load, swallowing every last drop.
Exhausted, I fell down on the sofa next to her. Sally rubbed my cum over her tits, scooping up a bit and lavishly licking it from her fingertips. "Mmm... I love your cum."
"That's good," I said, "because I love giving it to you."
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A few weeks later Sally had arranged for Miriam and Frank to come over for dinner to my apartment. Sally was a terrible cook, so it fell to me to provide the evening's meal. Fortunately I'd picked up a few tricks from exes and family members over the years, and could cook up a delicious Indonesian feast, even if I say so myself.
