My Unintentional Threesome Part One - Sex Stories

My Unintentional Threesome Part One

... feminine voice that anyone could ever imagine, including myself:

“Girl, growing up, apart from feeling like you were a girl in your mind since you were 3 or 4, did you ever think you would be where you are right now, all dolled up and looking for cock?”

“Your panties are all bunched up in your girl pussy hole from Tim groping you. Why does that turn you on?”

“You have to stop doing this, even though you love it so much. You understand that, right?”

“Do you have rubbers? Lube? Poppers? Plug? A clean pair of panties? Lipstick?”

While I was doing this exercise, I heard the door creak open, and Tim walked out. The noise startled me, and I walked towards his porch to see if I could help him in any way. He now had a blue robe on over his clothes. He had a joint dangling from his lips, was balancing 2 glasses of wine in one hand. He had a pack of cigarettes, lighter, and Bluetooth speaker in his other hand.

“Can I help you with any of that stuff, baby?” I asked him, as I got to the porch steps, and he asked me to open the screen door for him.

I did what I was told and opened it so he could walk through without using his hands. He thanked me, handed me a cold glass of chardonnay, and leaned in to give me a quick kiss, which I thought was sweet. He sat all of the stuff in his hands on the back bumper of his truck, and handed me the Bluetooth speaker.

“Pick whatever you want to listen to,” he said, “you can link it up to your phone.”

Y’all know by now that ...

... I’m a Britney fiend, but I didn’t want to go exclusively Brit, in case he didn’t like her, so I chose a playlist of mine called “Girl Power.” It’s about 400 or so songs from the biggest girl pop artists of the 2000’s to modern day. It has a lot of Britney on it, but it also has a bunch of stuff by Rihanna, Nicki Minaj, Dev, Ariana, Taylor, Iggy Azalea, and so forth. I play it if I go to the gym or go for a power walk in the morning. It gets me in the right frame of mind to either work up a sweat, or get horny for a big fat cock to suck on and sit on.

I put the playlist on shuffle, then sat the phone and speaker down on the back bumper, and walked over to him. “I Did Something Bad” by Taylor started playing, and we cheered with our wine glasses, then he came in hot for a kiss. It felt like he was forcefully trying to get his tongue all the way down my throat, which I was fine with, and was actually turned on by.

“You’re so sexy, I know you’re gonna treat me so nice,” he said, and started kissing me aggressively nonstop. “You’re gonna treat me nice, right?”

I replied, “Of course I am,” though everything was muffled due to what felt like his entire head being down my throat.

With that, he began taking everything off the bumper of his truck, and putting it on the toolbox at the front of his truck bed. I asked what he was doing, and he said,

“I got this idea for us to try, give me just a minute, I’m gonna grab a blanket, ok?”

“Sure thing, sounds good,” I replied, ...