My latest story is a threesome adventure between two men and one woman with an extremely tight miniskirt playing a supporting role
After having dinner with Brad and I you leave the restaurant and head to a local hotel for a sensual erotic threesome with us
Your wildest dreams of having sex with two well hung studs at the same time finally realized with a mind blowing double penetration as the finale. I hope you enjoy it....
You were wearing the tightest miniskirt we had ever seen in our entire lives. A tight little one size fits all number made from some black stretchy man-made material that was hugging your thighs like a second skin. Your skirt was so tight on your body that it was making us wonder how you could even get it up over your hips without it ripping at the seams and both Brad and I could just picture you in front of your bedroom mirror slowly sliding that mini-skirt up your legs and making a few final adjustments so that the hemline sat in that perfect sweet spot in the middle of your thigh. That magic zone that exists on a woman's body where a mini skirt is neither too long or too short, but just the perfect length to accent the God-given curves of the female physique.
I couldn't resist letting my right hand come down onto that slick, black spandex material and feeling how cool it felt to touch. Brad was sitting on your right, and when I brought my hand down on your leg he did the same thing as well. Having the hands of two different men come down on your body like that was such a turn on to you and you felt your clit tingling with excitement. You were filled with a strong urge to start kissing us both, but decided that maybe that wouldn't be so appropriate in a crowded restaurant. Still, you enjoyed being the centre of attention and you were loving the feeling of our hands gently resting on your legs.
That skirt combined with the silky black nylons you were wearing were doing a number on me and I knew that Brad felt the same way. I knew Brad's dick was just as hard as mine and I had no doubt your pussy was getting wetter by the minute.
The three of us were filled with a wild combination of nervousness and excitement at the realization about the threesome that was about to take place. It was something you had fantasized about for years and had seen in porn a million times and now here you were sitting in a booth of a fine dining restaurant between too well muscled studs. It was hard to believe it was real.
Me and Brad were just the kind of men you were attracted to. Both well muscled and athletic. I was known for my well defined muscular, arms and abs and Brad too was no stranger to the gym lifestyle. I was wearing an expensive Hugo Boss shirt that accented all my best features. It clung not only to my tight muscular midsection but had a way of making my well-defined shoulders look huge as well. I always got attention from women when I wore this shirt and so I should; it cost $200 after all. Brad was a sharp dresser as well and doing a good job of keeping up with me in that department.
The three of us sat in that booth waiting for our server to bring the check, and as we did time just seem to stand still in the most amazing way. I was loving this moment and didn't want it to end partly because I was a little bit nervous and partly because I was loving the looks our server had been giving us all night as it was obvious she had figured it out that the three of us we're going home for a threesome.
Me and Brad had really good chemistry, and even though we were both straight, we felt relaxed around each other enough to share a woman in the bedroom and it was something to three of us have been talking about and planning for several months. In the past I had come close to some other threesome experiences but somehow they had never quite panned out. Usually because somebody got cold feet at the last minute. But with you and Brad, I felt such a relaxed chemistry. Everything just felt right, and you were so gorgeous and so hot that for me, it was a no-brainer.
Apart from being sexy as hell you were also intelligent and I was loving the way you could so effortlessly and confidently hold down a conversation with both Brad and I. When our conversation drifted into the realm of politics, you had no problem standing your ground when Brad and I teamed up against you on a particular topic.
I've heard some nightmare stories about threesomes about men losing their erections when it comes time to perform in front of another guy and stuff like that. But Brad and I had no doubt about your powerful sexuality and we both had complete faith in your beauty and sexual prowess to make the whole experience something insanely erotic and something we'd never forget. You were the kind of woman that was born for this kind of threesome experience anyway. I loved the way you were so effortlessly relaxed in front of the two of us and the way you held conversation with us both without favouring one over the other. I loved the way your eyes gently moved back-and-forth between the two of us when we were talking creating a sense of relaxation with Brad and I and making it feel as though the three of us were just one unit rather than three separate individuals. I loved the way you'd ask Brad a question and listen to his answer so intently with those sweet, gorgeous eyes of yours only to turn to me and ask me the same question. It was hot.
After what seemed like forever our server returned to our table and gave us the bill and Brad took out some $20 bills and tossed them on the table and the three of us got up to leave the restaurant.
As the three of us left the restaurant I fell behind you and Brad by a couple of feet so I could look at your legs and your ass in that ridiculously tight spandex skirt. With every step you took, it tugged tightly against your thighs as they challenged every inch of that stretchy fabric. I was loving the way the lights were coming down from above and shining off it as strands of light danced and bent with each step that you took. The slightly reflective nature of the material that it was made of was catching what little light there was in that dark restaurant and drawing attention to you as you made our way towards the door. All eyes were on you, and I was loving the looks of jealousy you were getting from all the other women in that room. A sex goddess.
The car ride back to your house was an experience of excitement and hormones that I'll never forget. Brad was driving and you were sitting in the passenger seat, and I was sitting in the back directly behind you on the passenger side, and again time just seem to stand still and the nervousness started to grow a little more. It was dark out, and I watched the glow of passing orange street lights streaking down the front windshield. I remember your long, dark hair and how you were so close to me I could smell the sweet scent of your shampoo as the wonderful sexy scent of your hair met my nostrils only serving to turn me on even more.