CAMERON, JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND? by CecilBCK

A literotic sexstories: CAMERON, JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND? by CecilBCK ,

My man Stanton and I were at a cocktail party for a new hi-tech product launch, (yet another one), always a wonderful opportunity to scout for potential new lovers, both of us closely watching a young blond, nineteen-year old girl. One of the major items on our bucket list still, sharing a nineteen-year old girl.

We were distracted watching a tall elegant, glamorous woman, her make up immaculate. circulating before she approached us. We were both instantly attracted to her, wanting her, lusting after her as we admired her, our eyes confirming to each other our mutual attraction to her.

Cameron told us she was part of the product launch team from interstate, a marketing professional, in her mid-thirties, five years younger than us. We found a quiet spot to sit and talk, flirting with each other, Cameron and me crossing and recrossing our legs for each other and my man, our short skirts showing lots of wonderful thigh each time.

When I looked closely at Cameron and her shoulder length blond hair, for some obscure reason it occurred to me the name Cameron means ‘crooked’ in folk lore, as I ogled her long, wonderful legs in stockings, wrapped in her tight black skirt, set off by her killer heels.

When she momentarily left us to confer with one of her colleagues I had my chance to look closely at her as she strutted across the floor in her killer heels, admiring her generous hips and big ass.

My voyeuristic side, and Stanton’s voyeuristic streak was trying, without success, to ascertain if she was wearing a bra under her black, satin blouse, though we both suspected and hoped she wasn’t.

“They just informed me my shift tonight finishes at ten tonight. Lot’s of time to get to know each other better perhaps,” Cameron smiled invitingly, holding hands with both of us.

“Stanton and me are both bi. Is it obvious?,” I asked her ten minutes later, the sexual tension building holding her gaze, wanting to send her a not too subtle message.

“No, it’s not obvious, but it is so exciting,” Cameron replied, deftly licking the back of my hand, sparking and igniting incredible sexual chemistry between the two of us, while Stanton watched on, intrigued.

Two hours after we first met Cameron, she was entertaining my man Stanton and me in her hotel room, well above the noise and bustle of the cocktail party below. We drew lots of envious looks from both males and females as we walked out of the cocktail party, holding hands with Cameron.

For both Stanton and me, it can be incredibly exciting, seducing or being seduced by a new partner, female or male on the first night we meet them. We both thrive on sexual excitement. Stanton and I wanted that night to be one of those nights.

I was the first to take the initiative, in my element, wanting to seduce a woman we met barely two-hours ago, so exciting, tongue kissing Cameron, while whispering, “I want you, I want to have you, we both want to have you,” to her, as I commenced undressing her while she passionately returned my tongue kisses.

It quickly became apparent Cameron wasn’t wearing a bra under her black, satin blouse (I wasn’t either that night, though my tits were modest compared to Cameron’s) while Stanton watched me slowly undoing the row of buttons along the front of it, she and I continually tongue kissing as I undid the buttons, with Cameron eagerly returning my kisses. A little more glorious cleavage becoming apparent each time I undid another button, allowing me to part her blouse a little more to ogle her cleavage.

After I undid the very last button at the bottom of her blouse, I opened Cameron’s blouse to fully expose her most glorious pair of firm tits, with surprisingly small nipples and aureoles. I have always admired and wanted women with bigger tits than mine.

“Wow, beautiful tits, they are glorious, magnificent, and so firm,” I told her, admiring them, wanting them, before I licked, kissed and sucked each of Cameron’s wonderful big tits in turn.

Cameron had her back to Stanton, while I continued licking, kissing and sucking each of her glorious tits, so pleased at that moment I was bi, a wonderful bonus with my bi man watching and enjoying me feasting on her tits.

I was aware of Stanton standing behind Cameron, kissing her neck, and running his fingertips along her naked back, before he slowly lifted her skirt, ever so slowly, exposing the tops of her stockings, then her exciting garter belt that had been hidden under her knee length skirt before it fell to the floor, her magnificent, big ass bulging out of the garter belt, Stanton’s fingertips all over it, wonderful legs, her well developed, creamy bare thighs above her stockings a perfect match for the skimpy, black garter belt.

Then a magic moment for both of us, so aroused as Cameron turned sideways to flaunt her erection for us, pointing to the ceiling, both of us gasping in awe. And what an erection she had, far bigger and thicker than my man Stanton’s nine-inch erection. Both of us watching her teasing her erection for us with a fingertip, her face showing her sexual pleasure.

I could see Stanton had an erection under his trousers, a real boner, he and I both wanting to have Cameron, pure sexual lust, kinky sexual pleasure.

The sexual equation took a sudden turn when I told her, “I want you to tongue fuck me Cameron, exquisite cunnilingus, for me while I watch my man giving you fellatio, a blow job.

“I knew you were a cross dresser from the very first time moment I saw you Cameron. I was determined to have you, an exciting sexy one night stand for both of us,” I told her as I lifted my skirt, smiling at her teasingly, in total control, as she and Stanton watched me removing my thong, my exhibitionist streak enjoying flashing my freshly trimmed pubes for her, then my big ass.

“I was determined to have both of you the moment I set eyes on you, an exciting sexy one night stand for the three of us,” Cameron told us while we both watched Stanton undressing for us, comparing his erection to Cameron’s, touching it against hers as they tongue kissed, so erotic, Stanton enjoying the feel, and the look, of a tranny’s erection larger than his, not at all fazed by it.

“Stanton and me both lost any remaining inhibitions we may have had long ago,” I told Cameron while we managed to organise ourselves, both of us completely naked for Cameron.

Cameron was flat on her back on the bed, her erection pointing to ceiling, teasing it with a fingertip for us, as both of us ogled it in awe, both of wanting to have it. I want Cameron to tongue fuck me, Stanton wants to give her a blow job, as we had arranged.

However, before we did I wanted to suck her cock and Stanton wanted Cameron to suck his cock, irresistible foreplay for both us as I watched Stanton slide his cock between her lips before I bent down and opened my mouth and lips to accomodate her, knowing Stanton would be watching me.

After just a minute of foreplay we changed positions, me sitting on Cameron’s face, her tongue on my wet cunt lips, while looking down on her erection as Stanton expertly teased it with a fingertip, teasing her balls with the fingertips of his other hand.

Right at that moment there was absolutely nothing better than Cameron licking my cunt, her hands grasping my ass cheeks, sliding me along her lips while watching my man greedily sucking her huge, thick cock.

“Tongue fuck me Cameron, exquisite cunnilingus, for me while I watch my man giving you fellatio, a blow job, I kept repeating.

Two hours later we were back home in the bath together. “Did we really do that with Cameron, have oral sex with him? He was huge,” the first time we had referred to Cameron as he.

“Did you enjoy him,” we both asked simultaneously. “Would you like to have him again?”

“You know I would,” I told him. “And you?”

“Both ways, just like you. Or was it just an exciting one night stand?”

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