Fun with Janice - Sex Stories

Fun with Janice

Janice T messaged me: "So, when are you two going to invite me?" She included a hot picture of two women and a man, naked and wrapped around each other, to make sure I understood. There was a problem. I wasn't a twosome. In fact, my last affair had been with another woman, who just got more and more unhappy with my kinkiness and and exhibitionism. Fortunately, I had a wide variety of fuck-buddies of both genders. The problem with fuck-buddies is that they're rarely available and interested on the same day you are. Everything from relationships to ordinary social obligations gets in the way. So, it took a good deal of calling around before I hit upon Coke. Actually his name is David, but everyone calls him Coke. It wasn't because he's a druggie, but because his width equals a coke can! He's also bisexual, which I liked. I find that bi guys are more considerate and open-minded than straight guys. They're also great ass-fuckers, since they have experience as an ass-fuckee. I messaged back to Janice, "Tonight works. Where to meet?" I'd never actually met Janice before, but I knew a lot about her tastes from her page, her postings on my page, etc. I wasn't sure where she'd be most comfortable - her place or mine. Did she want to reveal where she lived, or did she want to be a strange home with a girl and a guy she'd never met? "My place?" she messaged back. "Not much food, but lots of toys." "7:30 okay?" I messaged back. "Won't bother to wear much." "Great, me either." She said. I ...

... primped myself into one of my super-slut outfits: a super-short red miniskirt, red bra, red heels, and a tiny clutch with my cards and handcuffs. The skirt was so short that unless I pulled it down my hips, you could see my naked, pantiless pussy from the front or back. I picked up Coke on the way. His jogging shorts and muscle shirt were a perfect outfit. Anyone could see he was in good shape and had an interesting bulge. He was an exhibitionist too, but it's harder for men - naked cock isn't appreciated the same way as bare breasts and pussies. "You know her well?" He asked, grinning at how my miniskirt had already ridden up, exposing my crotch. I smiled back. "Met online. This is first time. She's bi. Contacted me, all hot and interested." His sausage was growing in his shorts. "We've been online friends for a while. She knows my tastes. " "I hope her dungeon is well equipped!" He laughed. "What's her name?" "Janice." I replied. "I don't think she's into bondage the way I am." Coke smiled and shrugged. "It's all good. You're a pretty crazed chick." I took me a few minutes to find a place to park near her apartment. I enjoyed strutting my stuff to her door, skirt low on my hips, just barely covering my treasures. The bra was smooth enough to look like some kind of athletic top from a distance. Coke kept pace beside me and looking very sexy too. In the lobby I rang her bell while Coke started to ring mine by pulling my skirt up to my waist. My pussy was now fully displayed. ...