Sandwiched

Literotic asexstories – Sandwiched by Munch01,Munch01
…..My stories are of experiences I have had in the past, a very distant past. They are short recollections enough to give the reader an idea so to those negative Nancies, who are full of criticism, put your boring experiences into words…….

I felt them both, the shaking, the sweat and the tremendous warmth as I was sandwiched between them.

It had been nearly 6 weeks since Michelle and I last saw each other. It was the night she enjoyed the company of my friend, Pete, and I. We had texted, just hadn’t seen each other, it was a big surprise to receive a text from her asking to come over.

My mind always wandered with her as our interactions in the past have never really been straightforward. My mind was leading me in different directions again, though as usual, always directing me towards the bedroom.

Michelle arrived, the big white BMW, roaring down the long driveway. Opening the front door, I smiled, I remembered why I always enjoyed seeing her. Her beauty always shone through, her gorgeous smile, her long sandy blonde hair, her great body with those superb tits standing out front, and just her presence always excited me.

I could see the hesitance in her this time, her eyes indicating some trouble. We chatted for a minute or two before I asked her if everything was ok.

“It’s Rebecca”,she replied, “She and Craig have split, it’s a long story, but she has been needing my company, so haven’t been able to see you since”.

Asking again, she just replied, “Long story”.

She wanted to know if I was up for a night out to help cheer Rebecca up.

“Let’s have a big get-together, invite some other friends out and have a good night, would that help?”

Michelle was again hesitant, I gave her a chance to think about it. We talked about other things, her life lately, her work, and even Theo came up in the conversation.

Whilst my little head was hoping, my big head accepted it was just a friend-type visit.

An hour later, Michelle pecked me on the cheek as she got into the BMW, smiling and waving promising to let me know about a night to cheer up Rebecca. My dick was disappointed and my heart beating hard, I really needed some relief.

Later that week, Michelle rang. She had invited some of Rebecca’s friends and a couple of others. She suggested I call Pete, he would be interested in attending. The night was planned, a Sunday night so not too many people would be out and about.

My call to Pete was successful, just the mention of a night out with Michelle and he was on board.

I didn’t recognise Rebecca when she got out of Michelle’s car at the hotel. She had cut her long black hair short, was dressed in a long white T-shirt and jeans, and was not the same styled stunner I met at Michelle’s ex’s birthday party. There was no smile, just a resemblance of an acknowledgment, a quick hello and she moved on inside.

As we started to get seated, Emma and my friend arrived. My friend and I have the same name, so I’ll refer to him from now on as ‘H’. Emma made me smile, we had drunken sex once, only to realise that it was me she slept with not ‘H’.

‘H’ knew and had accepted this, the week after that night they started seeing each other. I always stir him, suggesting it was me that brought them together.

Michelle introduced two other women to me, Louise and Lisa. Honestly, if Michelle had not explained they were best of friends I would have thought they were twins. Both are tall, solidly built ladies, with long dark hair and features, almost identical clothing and makeup. They both appeared to be of islander background. They knew Rebecca from school and have been friends ever since. Rebecca herself was from a bi-racial family, and they all became close.

In strolled Pete. Pete the ‘Meat’, larger than life, built like a tank, with a chiselled chin and bulging muscles was hard to ignore. As Michelle introduced him, ‘Meat’ immediately pulled a seat between the ‘twins’.

I laughed, “Careful ladies, ‘Meat’ is incorrigible, give him an inch he will take a mile.”

“Give me more than six inches and I will go that mile,” smiled Lisa, one of the twins.

Pete’s ears pricked up.

Of course, they had to find out the story behind the ‘Meat’ nickname, and of course, he suggested it was due to something other than his muscles. The twins were intrigued.

After many drinks were downed, Michelle and Rebecca going one for one. I had decided to switch to non-alcoholic drinks early on, advising Michelle I would drive home allowing her to drink with her girlfriend.

‘Meat’ was entertaining the ‘twins’. Emma and ‘H’ entertaining each other, and Rebecca was starting to lighten up. Rebecca was the first to mention the relationship breakdown.

Slurring her words, she let it all out. A long story short, Craig’s parents are rich, and they did not consider Rebecca a good fit for his future. They gave him an ultimatum, the Family Dollar or Rebecca. Without much thought, he immediately selected the dollar.

“Fuck him, I hope he finds some Princess who prefers to ride her stallion than his little dick,” she roared, her fist hitting the table with a thud.

“No man, from now on, is getting this pussy until he proves himself to me!” standing awkwardly as she bellowed out the words loudly.

Looking over to Michelle, I suggested, “Time to head off, I think,”

Gaining agreement from all, we left. The big BMW had all of us squashed inside. ‘Meat’ was quite happy squeezing between the twins in the back. Emma was seated on ‘H’ in the second row with Rebecca leaning up against the window.

Rebecca suddenly changed her mood upon entering the house.

“Where’s the music, where’s the alcohol, where’s the smoke?” she demanded. The music turned on and up loud, and the drinks filled and emptied, although without the smoke it didn’t stop her. She was determined to get wasted now.

‘Meat’ in the meantime had moved the twins into the rumpus room, challenging them to a game pool for shots, the sexual innuendo flowed.

“Pick a hole,” teased one of the twins.

“Yours!” replied ‘Meat’, “Can you handle a cue?”

” It better be thicker than that one, ” replied the other twin.

I could hear banter back and forth from the lounge. ‘H’ and Emma were not to be found, I assumed they found a room to themselves. I know never ‘assume’ it makes an ass out of you and me, but they had disappeared.

Rebecca sat down between Michelle and I. The drink in her hand was steadily being replenished by us. She was laughing, crying, and then laughing again, I recognised the feelings myself from my past losses.

Her head against my shoulder, Michelle’s arm around her too. We held her tight.

“Let it out honey, let it all out,”Michelle guiding Rebecca.

We held Rebecca till there were no more tears.

I suggested they head off to bed. The twins and ‘Meat’ had disappeared into one, leaving only the kingsize master.

“You guys take the bed, I have started the open fire, you go get a good sleep and I will see you in the morning.”

They walked off, Rebecca with bottle in hand, Michelle holding her steady as she stumbled toward the bedroom. I quietly removed my clothing and lay comfortably on the sheepskin rug in front of the fireplace in my boxer shorts underwear.

The lights were all off, the fire glow was enough to see the lounge. I could hear the twins and ‘Meat’ laughing and jumping around. It was almost silent when I heard the patter of her feet, Michelle standing next to me as I opened my eyes.

“We feel bad, it’s your bed, come,” she beckoned, holding her hand out toward me.

As I stood, my boxer shorts showed the immediate suggestive thinking of my cock. My dick was rising to attention.

With a quick flick of her left hand to my groin, the sensation was gone, “Don’t even think about it,”she laughed.

I lay on the bed between the two. Michelle on my left, Rebecca on the right of me. My right arm was under the pillow as Rebecca’s head lay. My left arm wrapped around Michelle’s shoulder holding her tight up against me. Her massive, full and outstanding tits pressed into me.

If there is anything that can make me hard almost immediately, it is a woman kissing, softly biting, sucking, or sticking their tongue in my ears. Michelle, teasing me, did just that. Her tongue was in my ear, the chills along my body, and my rod stirred. Her left hand reached down, slowing and silently sliding up its length. I was in ecstasy.

On the other side, Rebecca comfortably rolled further toward my body too. Her soft small delightful breasts gently rested against me as she grabbed me across the waist.

Her dainty fingers also touched my now hard cock, slipping around it gently. Their slow movements together matched Michelle’s tongue in my ear. Rebecca removed her hand and slid her body across me. Her tiny delectable breast touched my lips. I had to suckle on it, my mouth smothering it and biting down on her protruding nipple. She relaxed and continued over to Michelle.

I watched as she moved onto Michelle, who had stopped teasing my ear. Michelle’s hand grabbed hold of Rebecca’s hair, pulling her in for a kiss.

“Holy shit,” l gasped.

I tried to cuddle up behind Rebecca, her body now wrapped within Michelles. My movements were restricted, I had to just get closer and watch. Rebecca put her right knee between Michelle’s legs, Michelle’s thigh raised to be between Rebecca’s legs. The tenderness evident as each moved their thigh slowly, pressing up against each others pussy. I noticed a sharp rise in movement from both, an almost impatient movement. I again tried to move behind Rebecca, again with little success. I felt them moving in unison, each coming to a crescendo and shivering.

Michelle reached up from under Rebecca, her hand grabbing the back of my head and moving it away from Rebecca. With such grace and poise, she twisted their bodies, somehow ending with her own body behind mine. Those massive mammaries of hers pushing in the middle of my back.

My mind was spinning, I was in between these two women with me facing Rebecca and Michelle rubbing up against my back, I felt my hard cock get harder than ever. Michelle’s hand travelled down my side, eventually reaching my cock, soft slick tugs, and it felt as if I would lose it at any moment.

Rebecca, who that evening had renounced men, was now drunkenly pushing her butt against my hardest of hardons. Seemingly oblivious to the nearing of my release, I felt her hand reach behind and guide me into her tight behind, the puckered hole resistance waining, I felt my bulbous head penetrate the tense ring. Rebecca allowed her behind to slide onto my dick.

Michelle must have known that my cock may have entered Rebecca, her hands now both guiding my body into Rebecca from behind. That was it, I was losing it in her bowel, filling her spurt after spurt. The slap as my cock slowly withdrew from its confines, snapping me back to my senses.

I remembered her saying earlier, “No man, from now on, is getting this pussy until he proves himself to me.” Ok, I sniggered to myself, well it wasn’t her pussy.

Again, I thought to myself, “Michelle hasn’t even given her butt to me.”

All three of us drifted to sleep, my dick dripping, Rebecca against me, Michelle behind me, I couldn’t have felt better, little did I know of the next morning.