Our new friend (Bi-sexual threesome story) - Sex Stories

Our new friend (Bi-sexual threesome story)

... to stare at his body. The ripped shorts left him completely exposed. She stared at his big piece of meat for a moment and turned to me, "Darling," she murmured, "I want you to fuck me - especially hard tonight." Three She couldn't get enough, moaning every time I shoved it into her, whimpering every time I pulled it out. I brought her up to the edge time and again, nearly coming myself, and then pulling out to cool off before going at it again. She had her legs wrapped around my back, begging for more. I fucked her like this for about half an hour. My nuts were aching to shoot. I pulled her up on her knees, doggy style, the way she likes it best, teasing her cunt with the head of my dick. I slid into her, holding back all the way. She shoved back on me hard and I built up my speed slowly, reaching around to pinch her nipples. She was frenzied. "Fuck me with that horse's dick of yours," she moaned. It was a code phrase she used when she was getting ready to come. A crash came from the other room. We froze in mid-stroke, as Steve appeared in the doorway, rubbing the sl**p from his eyes. The remains of his torn shorts slid down one leg, and his big dick stuck out about a foot. His whole frame showed in the shaft of light from the bedroom as he yawned and stretched. He looked down, and made a useless attempt to cover himself. "Hey, what happened to the shorts..." he started to say. Lil recovered first; jumping off the bed, leaving me kneeling there with my dick dripping ...

... strands of fuckjuice. "They got torn on the cot," she said, her breasts bouncing around as she rummaged in the dresser. "I'll get you a pair of Bill's." She pulled out a couple pair of old briefs, and slipped into some pajama tops which sort of restored her modesty. I climbed off the bed and pulled on the briefs. Steve pulled on the shorts "I knew there was a crack in that old cot," she laughed, "and Steve's just too big a guy not to break it." The shorts were too small on him, worn thin, but at least we could all pretend we were decent. While she was out of the room he said," Jeez, man, I didn't mean to break up your party." "Don't worry about it," I grinned, "it'll just be hotter when we get back to it" Pretty soon we were sitting in the living room again, Steve and I passing the brandy back and forth, Lil drinking a beer. She claimed brandy was too strong for her, but I had learned she could get a good buzz going on just beer. "That's the first thing I'll fix tomorrow." He said with his big grin, "and I don't mind the couch. Hell, I've slept in some pretty strange places..." and he was off on another long story. Pretty soon he and Lil were laughing together like old friends, and I managed to join in some. There was an ache in my nuts from the delayed orgasm, and I could feel the head of my dick sticking to my shorts as it dried. I was sprawled in the easy chair, facing Steve. Lil sat on the arm of the chair, and I began stroking her ass. She drew him back into tales of his ...