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

Our new friend (Bi-sexual threesome story)

... exploits, like the one involving a hammock and a lady contortionist. She was idly fondling the button on her pajama tops. I knew the fabric was nearly transparent, and Steve was obviously feasting on the view of her breasts, and her creamy thighs astride the arm of the chair. He spread his legs and slid lower in the chair. I could have reached out and touched him at the waist. He threw a leg over the arm of the chair and pulled at the pouch of the shorts, stretching the fabric. His balls slipped out and hung there in plain sight, the size of golf balls, dusted with red hair. His dick stretched sideways to his hip, the fabric transparent from the juice he was oozing. Lil kept shifting her butt on the chair, fiddling with the button on her pajama top. I continued stroking her ass as she pumped him for all the steamy details of his exploits. I was raising a hardon again and I didn't care that Steve was watching. He slouched further, running his hand through the coppery hair on his chest. His nipples were standing erect on the mounds of his chest. He pushed his dick down into the shorts a couple of times, but it was too hard to stay sideways. Pretty soon it was standing straight up, the fat head of it and then some above the waistband, the foreskin retracted a little, the wet glans dark red. He ran his hands across his chest and nipples and a wad of nectar burped out of the pisshole and dribbled down, wetting the fabric to transparency. The shorts were useless, with his nuts ...

... hanging out a leg opening and half his dick sticking out the top. Lil was breathing hard, and the button she was fingering finally let go. He grinned as her pajama tops opened and there it all was: rigid nipples and wet snatch - the whole show in full view. I figured, well, if she's going to act like a slut, I'll treat her like one. I slid her ass off the arm of the chair, and onto my lap. I got my stiff dick out of my shorts and pulled her back on it. She started sliding back on it, had some of it into her, and then realized what she was doing. She stood up, suddenly angry, and threw the remains of her beer at me. "God," she said, "men are such pigs!" and she stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door. There was a moment of silence as Steve and I just looked at each other, me with my stiff dick standing up and cold beer dripping off my chest. He stood up, shoved his briefs to the floor and stepped out of them. "Y'know," he said, "she needs it bad, and if you're not going to give it to her I will." His dick sticking straight out, pointed at me. "But first she needs a good spanking," and he threw me that grin. I was right behind him as he threw his shoulder against the door. It gave easily. She was cowering on the bed, and we stood over her. She looked up at me and whined, "Don't let him touch me, Bill." "Wait a minute, Lil," I said. "You've been a real prick tease tonight. I think you deserve whatever you get." Steve sat on the edge of the bed and ripped the pajama top off ...