I couldn’t stay still any longer, so I reached forward and grabbed each breast, marvelling at how erect her nipples had become, they were sticking out between my fingers. And I started thrusting my hips forward each time she slid herself back down my shaft. I have no idea how long this went on for, but suddenly she lifted up, grabbed my cock and directed it into her now very wet cunt.
Incredible, she bucked and convulsed and came almost immediately, then lay down on me and kissed me – the first time we had kissed. I hadn’t come, I was bloody close and so I kept slowly pushing myself into her, now trying to hold it off until she was ready again. She didn’t seem to mind me still pushing into her, so I started thrusting harder and as I felt my orgasm approaching, I felt her respond by thrusting back onto me. I couldn’t hold on, and came really hard. I could feel that Trixie was close again, so I didn’t withdraw at all – just pressed hard and jerked away under her as my orgasm subsided. Then to give her a little more help I reached one hand around behind her, scooped up some of the juices and massaged her anus with them. This had the desired effect; she arched her back and came again, even harder than the first time.
“Hell! That was good; I hope the girls didn’t hear me” said Trixie.
I guess we had been a bit vocal, just as well there was hardly any clients there. I also remembered wondering about how strong the massage table was, it would have been a laugh if that had collapsed with us bouncing around on it.
We went and had a shower and I headed off home for bed.
The affair with Trixie lasted for about two months, very intermittently as she was still seeing Tom, the radio DJ. Mostly it was once or twice a week, she would turn up at my flat after she had closed for the night, wake me up give me a good fucking (she almost always was on top) and then depart. A couple of times she stayed the night and would still be there when I got home for lunch.
One night when Trixie was lying next to me, she did mention that Marcia was seeing Joy. I tried to get a bit more from Trixie, but she said she had promised not to say anything to me. However Ivan heard through Tom, that indeed Marcia was seeing Joy and sometimes stayed overnight out at her farm for the weekend. Riding the horses, and Joy I guess.
The affair with Trixie ended when I met a lady, who eventually became my first wife. Once I was courting her, I broke it to Trixie that I had met someone special and would not be able to see her any more. She was quite alright about it and said to pop in sometimes and that she would like to remain friends. But I actually never saw her again.
The other episode is more entertaining.
I was about to go to bed Monday night, two weeks after the night with Joy, when there was a knock at the door. On opening it, I found Marcia and Liz on the step.
“Can we come in”? They said in unison.
“OK, but I was just heading for the sack”. I replied.
“That’s cool, we hope it is a big sack, because we are cold and were hoping you were already in there and had it warm for us” said Marcia. Oh! This looked promising I thought.
Once in my flat, they took of their coats. Marcia was wearing a short black skirt with a white turtle neck jumper. Liz had on a dark blue frock that had a zip right down the front; it showed quite a bit of cleavage and was just above her knees. They both had high heels on, by the way they were dressed I knew they had not come from the Parlour.
“You want a drink”? I asked.
“What have you got”, they replied.
Now I was paid for a lot of my jobs in cash, and there was not a lot you could spend this on, without the IRD catching you. But one thing you were pretty safe buying was booze, so I had a very well stocked bar.
“Shall I surprise you”?
They both agreed to that and I moved out into my kitchen and made them both a “Fallen Angel” (Advocaat & Cherry brandy – it had been popular when I was about 18 but not heard of much anymore).
They were sitting on my couch sorting through my records, when I brought the drinks through to them; I had made myself a bourbon and dry. Again with the cash jobs, I had a very good stereo and a good collection of music. I seem to remember they chose “Pink Floyd – Echoes). We put it on and turned up the volume.
Liz said she needed to go to the toilet, so I pointed down the hall. Once she had left I asked Marcia about Trixie, as she had to know I was seeing her.
“It’s alright, she is not opening tonight as she has to go to a media event with Tom, it’s up in Nelson and they flew out this afternoon, back tomorrow. Liz had arranged to come into town and work before she found out, so we had nothing to do, so here we are”.
She sipped her drink and opened her legs to show me a pair of black lace knickers and said, “You know what I want”.
“Is Liz Ok with you and I”, I asked?
“Yes, this was her idea, she has wanted for us to share a guy for a long time”.
Liz came back into the room, moved over to me and sat in my lap.
“I could hear you two talking, you able to handle us both, big boy”?
“I can but try”.
With this she pulled me up and led me into my bedroom. The two of them stripped down to their bras and panties and then pushed me onto the bed and both removed everything I was wearing. Naked, I climbed under the covers and pulled them up to my chin, as it was not as warm in here as in my lounge where I had a heater on. But they were having none of that and pulled down the covers and lay beside me.
“We will keep you warm” said Marcia.
I got an arm around each of them and grabbed a cheek of each arse as they both worked their way down my chest and proceeded to like and suck my cock. Marcia left Liz working at me down there and came up to my nipples and gave them a bit of a licking and then up to work around my neck, ears and lips. I had my hands working on anything I could reach, while they were occupied with this, one hand massaging around Liz’s ears and neck, the other working on Marcia’s tits and reaching down between her legs, to fondle her beautiful snatch.
This was not my first three-some, I had experienced it once before, when backpacking around Europe, on the nude beach at Mikonos to be exact. And just as well it wasn’t my first, as I remember being very awkward that first time. I knew I had to pace myself and just let them call the shots.
Marcia pulled Liz up the bed and got her to lie on her back, and then she dived between her legs, telling me she needed to get Liz ready for me. So I moved over and suckled Liz’s nipples and alternated between those and kissing her. She opened her mouth to me and shot her tongue into find mine. She was one of the best kissers I have come across, I kept going down to here tit’s but would quickly come back up for another kiss, it was that good.
After a bit, Marcia came up and joined me and said Liz was very ready down there, so I wriggled around and climbed on top. Liz had her legs wide open, as I climbed between them she lifted her knees up and opened even wider still. I positioned myself at the entrance of her wide open hole and slowly slipped into her. She raised her arse up to meet me and let out a low pitched sound that was half way between a humming noise and an exclamation of joy. Marcia clamped her mouth over Liz’s and grabbed at her tits. I should have added that Liz had a fantastic set of tits, they were large but didn’t sag much at all, she had quite large Areola, and the nipples themselves looked like someone had been holding ice to them.
The feeling of sliding your cock into a warm snatch has to be the best. But doing this while watching an attractive 23 year old girl kiss and fondle a 34 year old woman, is something else. I was not going to last any time at all, this was just too much. I just hammered into her and holding my weight on one hand, used my other hand to manipulate her clit. I figured I needed to get her of quickly or I was going to look like a pretty immature lover. Sure enough I came far too fast, but thankfully Liz feeling my urgency also reached a climax. I rolled of and lay beside them while Marcia kept stroking her hands all over Liz’s body.
I left them to it for a minute and went into the lounge and brought back the heater. I could see that we were not going to be getting under the covers any time soon, as Marcia had not even gotten up a sweat yet, and I already knew her appetite.
When I got back to my bedroom and set up the heater, Liz was working her way down Marcia’s body and onto Marcia’s dark pussy. She had obviously been there before as she quickly had Marcia squealing in delight, she knew just what turned her on. I came in behind Liz, got on my knees and shoved a couple of fingers into her, she just moved her legs apart to accommodate me, while I fingered her clit with one hand and watched her cunt as I moved my fingers in and out of it.
I felt around for the places that turned her on, and soon settled on hooking my fingers around onto the front wall of her vagina, where I was getting the most reaction. I now know that this is the “G” spot, but there was no name for it in 1974. I got really horny again, so much so that I leaned forward and sucked on her clit and even tongued her arse, which got a murmur of appreciation from Liz.
Then Liz hopped up and said she wanted to watch me fuck Marcia. I was good and hard again, so had no objection to that at all. Liz pulled Marcia around into a 69 position with her underneath and climbed up on the bed and took Marcia from behind. Liz just watched for a bit, but soon lifted her head up and licked my balls, then tried to get her tongue into Marcia, alongside my dick. It felt phenomenal, how could that stupid husband of hers turn this down.
Just as I was thinking this, Liz pulled her head back and said, “Fuck, this is good, Bruce has no idea what he is missing, we need to work on him some more Marcia”.
Lifting her head out of Liz’s snatch, Marcia replied. “I’ve tried to seduce him and convince him it will be OK, he just refuses, silly bugger”.
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