Lesley and Denny do a threesome. - Sex Stories

Lesley and Denny do a threesome.

... to kiss her large buttocks and legs, so attractive are they. I resist, sure that I will be able to enjoy her in full later. As she stands before us, Dennis, still holding her hands, whistles crudely at this new, strange woman. I stand beside him and we gaze at her. She has a classic shape; still losing weight; she has a moderate tummy and thick thighs and buttocks. She does not feel coy or shy in front of me, confident by my response that she is being appreciated as well as adored. Crudely, I grip my solid tool and shake it, making sure that both see me. “I have such a stiffy for her Bruce!” I say using our Oz chatter. “Me too mate!” he declared to us both. Lesley grins at us; the type of negative response she often makes to men would be impossible here. She smiles and looks at the two men before her with lumps in their trousers. “It’s a good job I know what to do with those!” she joked. Instantly, Dennis starts to undress. I follow him and naked, I quickly stand beside Lesley with my knob pointing at her belly. She looked down to my tool and I followed her gaze to see a large glob of clear fluid oozing from my tip. As I step close to her, she grips it and bends it away from her panties giving me such a thrill. I move closer now and as I do, she rubs her fingers over the slippery end, spreading the sticky fluid over my helmet. Dennis joins us and stands predictably beside her, mirroring what I do. I lift her breast again but now I want to explore her panties. I caress her ...

... breasts for a while and soon allow my hand over her soft belly. The elastic is tight around her waste but that is ok, I move over the silky smooth cloth. As I move down her belly, she sighs and squeezes my cock in her hand. I am shocked when my hand goes down to her sex. The knickers legs are so loose that my fingers find their way into the confines and into the mass of hair Lesley has; her final protection. Her thighs part for me, yet her feet remain unmoved. My fingers find her moistness instantly. As I slip my middle finger along her slit, she sighs, lets go of my tool and wraps her arm around my neck. Her right leg raises and she opens herself to my greedy touch. I forget Dennis, but I see that he is watching me while his hand lifts her soft breasts; he is awed at what we are doing. I slide my fingers along her slit without penetrating, feeling the sticky liquid coming from her, making me feel powerful, as if she were mine. Crudely, I remove my hand and look at the shinny mess on my fingers, shinning in the glow from the tv, something we have long ago lost interest in. Dennis sees the goo on my hand and breaks away from our action. He pulls her arms to the side and suggests that she lies down. Lesley obliges eagerly and lays on the soft mat in front of the TV. The screen light shines on her body, blue and red at times, making her glow with colours. Dennis makes his way straight to her panties and pulls the material to one side exposing her mass of hair to our eyes. Before I ...