This series of short stories chronicles the journey of Ashleigh and her friend Danielle, as they explore their sexuality, and progress from teenage sex to the wider reaches of sexual behaviour. They are written from different points of view, to give insight into how the experiences influence the individual characters.
Read the whole set of stories for a better understanding of the characters' motivation and personality, and watch their exploits unfold with people of both sexes, in single and group situations and within their families.
The late summer sun slanted through the window. I looked down from my window to watch the car draw up and park in the visitor's slot. They were early – a clear indication of how anxious they were to get on with it – as anxious as me.
It was my first time. I'd already made my mind up not to let it show, wanting the girls to believe threesomes were commonplace to me – after all, I was almost twice their age. As an insurance policy, I'd stopped wanking for the previous twenty-four hours and took Viagra a couple of hours earlier to make completely sure. I intended to satisfy this pair of sluts in any way they wanted.
My insurance policy began to pay dividends when I watched the girls emerge from the car. My erection was well underway as feelings of lust stirred deep in my stomach.
They both wore denim jackets. I knew there would be hardly anything underneath. From my vantage point, I hoped to look down their cleavages, but they covered up well. At least there were no neighbours around to see the shortness of their skirts: Ashleigh's in cream; Danielle's in red. The clicking of their stilettos was audible from my side of the double glazing.
They looked like any two girls you'd expect to see queuing outside a nightclub, ready for a bit of fun. But these were different. To them, sex was a social activity to be enjoyed and shared like any other. I was their plaything and could think of nothing to complain about.
The entry phone rang. I let them into the building. Judging from the level of noise as they came up the stairs, they were excited. The fits of giggling grew louder as they got closer. My erection was full on before they reached my door. I rearranged it in my pants.
I opened the door before they knocked. My gaze was met by two pretty faces: one with long dark hair; the other with bobbed, streaked hair; both of them flushed with expectation. They went immediately silent when I appeared. None of us spoke. We just nodded. They entered the apartment in front of me as if they owned the place, leaving a trail of perfume as thick as a cosmetics department.
They accepted the glass of the pink champagne I'd already poured, still hardly speaking. To relieve the tension, I raised my glass. "Here's to us," I said.
They looked at me and at each other and giggled. "Here's to sex," Ashleigh said, waving her glass in the air.
"Here's to threesomes," Danielle said, tossing back her streaked hair while she slugged at her champagne.
We all laughed – a nervous laugh that heightened the tension. The alcohol seemed to go straight to our heads. We downed our drinks as if there was an unwritten agreement to get started with the main event. I decided to make the first move – and not to be too subtle – not with slags that loved cock.
"Right, girls ... when I put down this glass ... I'm going to bury my head in your two delicious pairs of tits ... and no arguing."
They giggled again and looked at each other and nodded – and rushed to hand me their empty glasses, as if to say: that's fine by us.
They threw their jackets to one side. Two gorgeous pairs of tits came on display, neither girl wearing a bra: Ashleigh's were slung in a white tank top; Danielle's heaved out of a black, low-slung tee shirt that showed off her great cleavage. The thin cotton tops showed their nipples in sharp relief.
"We dressed cheap and slutty," Danielle said, "just how you like it."
"You both look very sexy ... and very rude."
"We like to be rude ... don't we, Ash?" The girls giggled again as Danielle pulled down her tee-shirt to reveal the top of her nipples. "What you waiting for, John?"
"I'm admiring the show," I said, perching on the edge of the settee and beckoning them towards me. Their stilettos clicked on the oak flooring. I felt the temperature rise. The champagne made their faces flush even more red beneath their makeup.
Spoilt for choice, I grabbed at the spaghetti straps of Danielle's top and pulled them down her arms. Seams popped as her tits came into view. They dangled in front of my eyes and she shook them from side to side, to entice me.
"Tell me what you think of her tits, John," Ashleigh said, standing over me with a smirk on her face, her top lip rising slightly on the right side – and an 'I'm here to be fucked' look in her eyes.
"They are terrific ... big ... proud ... with nipples like door stops ... and that ring through her right nipple is begging for attention ... like this." I placed my finger through the ring and pulled. Her tit rose and she bent towards me.
"Suck it, John," Ashleigh said.
I needed no invitation and took her nipple and ring and as much of her tit into my mouth as I could – and sucked it until my cheeks hollowed.
"It's her turn now," said Danielle.
I kept her nipple in my mouth and reached over to Ashleigh, parting her long dark hair to place my thumbs under the straps of her white top. Moving quickly, I pulled the straps down and away from her hands to leave the top crumpled around her waist. Then I grabbed both of her tits and moved to take one in my mouth.
"That's what I like about John," Ashleigh said to Danielle over my head, "he knows exactly what he wants."
So as not to disappoint them, I took Ashleigh's right tit in one hand and Danielle's left tit in the other. Squashing them together, I managed to get both nipples in my mouth and sucked on them, hard. They both grew in size, enough to gag a man – but I held on in there, my face buried in the softness of delightful flesh.
Ashleigh reached her mouth over to Danielle's and they kissed and swapped tongues over me, while I continued to suck their nipples and press their tits together. I got a glimpse of the action in the mirror across the room. If this was what threesomes were about, I liked it – and we'd only just started.
I hung on to their nipples with my mouth and freed my hands to search out beneath their skirts. I wasn't disappointed. Neither of them wore knickers. I found their cunts, naked, moist, and ready for action.
They carried on kissing while I fiddled around their cunts, trying to gain access with fingers. Ashleigh gyrated her hips and opened her legs to help; Danielle reached down and held her twat open for me. In no time I had two fingers from each hand up two different cunts at the same time.
Their nipples escaped from my mouth. I concentrated on their cunts while they carried on swapping saliva. For the first time in my life, I could compare the differences. I know cunts aren't all the same, but it is difficult to remember from one to the next what the differences are.
Ashleigh felt tight. Danielle was easier to penetrate. I worked a third finger into her. She pulled her cunt wider and pushed down onto my hand to help me – such a slut.
By this time, they were sucking on each other's nipples. I got a front line seat watching two experts working away with their lips and teeth. I could tell what effect they were having on each other: both their cunts grew wetter, allowing my hands to penetrate deeper.
"You enjoying yourself down there?" I was asked, so carried away with finger fucking two beautiful women that I'd not realised they'd stopped working on each other's tits, to watch me.
"It's very nice ... thanks for asking," I said. An idea came into my mind. My fingers were dripping with cunt juice. I offered Ashleigh's to Danielle and vice versa. "Here try this ... tell me what you think."
"It's nice and tasty ... like perfume mixed with sweat and piss," said Ashleigh.
"You're a fucking pervert ... that's what I think," said Danielle, pushing the fingers back into her mouth and having a good suck at them.
"You're both right ... and for that you get a prize." I extricated my fingers from Danielle's lips and crossed the room to the bookcase. "Here's a present for each of you."
They took the white, shoebox-sized parcels from me, looked at each other and giggled. Ashleigh shook hers, but there was no sound. Danielle pulled on the pink ribbon, anxious to open it to see what it was. I couldn't take my eyes off their tits – young and prominent and naked and full of opportunity. My erection groaned inside my pants.
Danielle was first to her present. "Wow, you dirty bastard ... I love it," she said, waving it in front of Ashleigh, who started to demolish the box to get at hers.
"I've got the same," Ashleigh said, turning the end of the pink vibrator to see if it worked. It buzzed. "Thank you, John ... it's what I've always wanted."
"Look at me," Danielle said, lifting her skirt and stuffing the vibrator up her cunt, which was so well lubricated that it went in almost to the maximum.
"Let's have a better look," I said, unfastening her skirt at the side and dropping it down around her ankles.
She kicked off her skirt and shoes, sat on the edge of the settee and leaned back and opened her legs wide and worked the full length of the vibrator inside her cunt, fixing the rabbit onto her clit. "Is that a better view?"
Ashleigh and I crouched down on the rug in front of her while she played the vibrator in and around her cunt, pulling on her nipple ring at the same time. She was gone, totally unembarrassed by being watched as she masturbated.
It was the trigger for Ashleigh to fall on me and start pulling off my tee-shirt and grabbing my cock through my trousers as I fought to get them off. My erection was gigantic. She swallowed my eight and three-quarter inches in a gulp, half-gagging as it went down her throat, one hand fondling my balls at the same time.
I needed to suck her cunt, so turned her around and stuck my tongue inside her to taste and drink the love dew. I found her clit and sucked and bit at it. She breathed heavily so I knew I'd hit the right spot.
All the excitement and anticipation and lust of our threesome exploded in that moment. Ashleigh arched her back and thrust her cunt at my mouth, indicating she was about to reach a climax. The feeling in my balls told me I was about to cum. Danielle was snorting and swearing about how she was about to cum, too.
