the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 2 - Sex Stories

the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 2

... looking up at me with shy eyes.

I kissed her gently on the forehead.

“But you know what?” she blurted excitedly, “I never realized how profoundly amazing it would feel to love two people at once. Having you inside of me while I was having an orgasm on Desiree’s face. . . There’s something so magical about being with two instead of just one. You know, three is a sacred number?”

“The Holy Trinity?” I offered.

“Kinda,” she said.

“I’m sure that threesome sex was exactly what the Lord had in mind when he invented the Holy Trinity.”

She laughed.

“That’s why those Biblical kings had so many wives and concubines,” I said. “They were just setting a good example.”

“Were you raised Catholic?” she asked.

“No. Lutheran. It was awful. They mean well and everything, but I just can’t get into all the guilt.”

“Me either,” she said. “My parents were free-loving hippie pagans, so I got to skip over all that.”

I thought. “So they wouldn’t mind knowing what we just did?”

She considered. “Probably not. As if I would ever tell them!” She fell into thought.

Moved by her gentle kindness, I delicately caressed her exposed arm and thigh as we lay facing on our sides.

“So will you?” she blurted impulsively.

“Will I what? Be your boyfriend?”

She nodded.

“I suppose we could work that out,” I said. “Were you looking for something exclusive?”

“Well. . .” she began.

“Yes?”

“I like having another woman there. It makes it feel more complete. Like ...

... I’m bisexual or something.”

“Or something,” I said.

She looked up at me. “Would that be OK with you?”

I blinked. “I think I could manage,” I said. “Did you have someone in mind?”

“Well. . .” she began again.

“Yes?”

“I was thinking we could try a few different girls. See which ones we both like. I want to watch you cum inside someone, from underneath, you know, like Desiree just did? Have your gunk all over my face?”

“I imagine we could engineer something like that,” I said. “Only I think you’ll have to recruit the girls.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” she laughed audaciously. “I can take care of that. All those girls keep propositioning me. I’ll just tell them you’re part of the deal.”

“OK,” I said.

“How about you?” She said. “Which of those girls would you want to try?”

“She’s right here in front of me,” I said.

She looked up at me, wondering.

Slowly I bent over and kissed her on the lips. Our first kiss. Delicate and romantic.

She took in a deep breath and sighed. Looking down, she commented “I think someone was happy about that.” Her hand circled my hardening penis.

I kissed her again, and whispered in her ear, “Let’s make love.”

Silently she rolled over on her back and spread her legs. I rolled on top of her and gently prodded her soft gooey pleasure gateway with the tip of my stiffening cock.

She gave a moaning sigh as I made a slow and deliberate plunge, like the slow start of a steam train in those old movies. The piston gradually ...