by Tatjana Blue
She waved her hand. "No worries. Whoever that was, she sounded, how should I put it? Kind of angry?"
Tim shook his head sadly and let it drop a bit. "It's actually a little embarrassing."
"Really?" she said, "Then it sounds interesting."
He sighed and gave her a serious, appraising look.
After a moment he seemed to decide something inside of his head, and he said, "I haven't brought it up yet, but John and I are sort of bisexual. Like, together."
She wasn't sure what to think about it at first and she just said, "Oh. Okay."
Then it fell into place and she said, "Ohhh! I see. So you two were..."
"We thought she got it!" Tim said. "We practically admitted it in the club, so we thought she was cool with the whole idea. I think she just thought we were both going to, you know, do things to her."
"Haven't you done this sort of threesome thing before?" she said.
"No!" Tim shook his head vigorously. "We've been talking about it. This was the first try."
"So you started..." she said.
"Doing things. Yeah. She didn't like it."
"Apparently."
"So." Tim said, "I dunno. I guess we just go to bed now."
"Actually I wouldn't have minded that at all," she said. Or at least she heard those words come out of her mouth. She wasn't sure how they had managed to do that.
"You wouldn't..." Tim said and stopped, looking at her blankly for a moment.
She had instantly regretted saying it, but it was way too late to undo it now. She was acutely aware of the t-shirt defining the ample bulge of her hips, and of her too-large breasts hanging down in front of her. Suddenly she was back in high school and a bunch of popular kids were going to start laughing at any moment.
"Actually I'm sorry," she said, "I know I'm not like the girls you usually go for." She felt her face getting hot with a blush. Damn it, damn it. "I shouldn't have said anything!"
Tim was giving her a little smile when she glanced up at him though.
"John thinks you're hot. He said so himself," he said.
"Really?" she said and tried to sound casual.
"Yeah no seriously," Tim said, "He said you have sexy lips."
"Well shucks," she said, and smiled back at Tim, "That's nice."
Tim put his glass down into the sink and rinsed it out. Looking down he said. "What would you say if I said I thought you were really pretty?"
"I dunno Tim, I might think you were still horny." She laughed but wrapped her arms around herself. He was in such amazing shape - she traced the chain around his neck with her eyes, to where it bumped over his collarbone and then down over the bulge of his pectoral muscles. His skin was looked as smooth as silk. She couldn't help noticing the waist of his shorts rode low on his hips, showing just a hint of the curve of his ass. She felt ridiculous lusting after a man like this. He wasn't in her league.
"Well maybe," he said and moved to walk past her towards the bedroom again. He stopped right beside her and turned to look into her eyes. "But we're going to take care of that in a little bit. The only question is whether you want to be in the room with us when we do."
His eyes were blue, frank, and intense. She was aware of his body heat for some reason, which almost felt like it was emanating from him in waves, and actually warming up her own skin.
Sometimes you just have to dive in and hope for the best. "Yeah," she heard herself saying, "I think I'd like that."
Tim never said a word, he just reached out and took her hand, then led her towards the bedroom without once looking back, simply assuming that she would follow him. She did.
He opened the door, and they went in together.
John lay in the bed, naked but covered by just a thin sheet. The light of one little orange lamp in the corner let her see him lying back, looking at her in a very appraising way. His curly black hair was still messed up from whatever he'd been doing with that other girl not so long ago, and Amanda could see the bulge of his cock outlined pretty distinctly through the sheet. He was in spectacular shape, just like Tim, and his chest had a fair bit of dark hair on it, in contrast to Tim's smooth skin.
She felt very insecure all of a sudden, like she was intruding on something that she had no business seeing.
"I heard you two talking," he said, looking at their clasped hands. "What's up?"
Tim led her over to the bed with him. "Amanda might like to play with us."
John smiled up at her. It was a genuinely warm, welcoming smile that made her feel much better.
"I'm glad, Amanda! " he said. "I've thought you were really pretty since the first time we met."
She sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering what in the world to do now.
"Can I just keep everything on for a little while?" she said.
They seemed to understand what she was feeling, or at least nobody made a big deal out of it. Tim just walked over to John, leaned down, and gave him a hard, passionate kiss on his mouth. Amanda watched them frankly, fascinated.
Tim knelt down and caressed John's chest, and the two of them continued kissing, open-mouthed for a while. Tim's hand eventually squeezed the bulge of John's cock through the sheet, and she could see it starting to grow.
Tim stood back up again.
"You're way too critical of yourself Amanda," John said. He pushed himself over towards her, letting the sheet he was wearing fall even further down into his lap. He touched her hair, and stroked one finger down the side of her cheek. She stared down at her lap, then looked up at him to say something back. She was surprised to meet his lips instead, which gave her a very soft and very brief kiss before he retreated again.
"You're sexy. I like looking at you," he said and lay back again, smiling at her.
Tim, with a shockingly casual motion, whipped off his shorts and flung them into a corner. She could see that his cock was already dangling down long and partially engorged. She felt giddy with how quickly things were turning sexual.
He stood beside John again, and said, "This is what freaked out poor Cindy."
John laughed and grabbed hold of Tim's cock, caressing it gently up and down a few times while it rapidly grew into a full erection. Then he ran his tongue down the length of it, finally plunging into his mouth while Tim closed his eyes and sighed.
Then John popped it back out of his mouth and looked over at her.
"What do you think, Amanda?" he said. "Are you going to get mad at us?"
He looked so serious that she couldn't help giggling.
"No, guys," she said, "I’m not going to yell at you. Actually it's kind of sexy. Do it again."
John kissed the shaft of Tim's cock again, slowly, and then rubbed it against his face and took a deep breath.
"Smells good, too," he said. "Why don't you come over here and see, Amanda?"
She leaned over towards them, but that wasn't quite close enough, so she shifted herself over to sit beside John. She felt a bit like she was doing something somehow wrong, but she wrapped her hand around John's and gave Tim's cock a brief kiss. It felt smooth and warm, and she couldn't help rubbing her nose against it too, and giving it a little sniff. He did smell nice - kind of faintly like sweat and cum. She realized that this was the first new cock she’d seen or touched for a long, long time. It was exhilarating. With her other hand she gently cupped his balls, and ran her tongue around the head of it. She felt Tim's hand resting on the back of her head, and when she looked up at him he was gazing down at her warmly and smiling.
"That's nice," he said.
She grinned and turned her face to John, who had been watching her the whole time. His full lips looked very inviting, so she kissed him this time, much harder. His tongue probed quickly into her mouth, and one of his hands cupped a breast, caressing it gently until it found her nipple. She felt her breath growing quicker, and she reached under the blanket to grasp his manhood now. He was big, and thick - she could imagine why poor angry Cindy had been making those little
squeaky noises. There was only one problem though.
"John," she said, "I think you should probably go and wash Cindy off of you."
John dropped his head immediately. "Yes ma'am," he said, and popped up out of the bed stark naked and ran out towards the bathroom.
Tim sat down on the bed where John had been and laid back, staring at her openly. She was suddenly very aware that he was totally naked, and that she was still wearing her long t-shirt and panties.
She grinned at him and quickly whipped off her underwear, dropping them down onto the floor beside the bed.
"Better?" she said.
"A little," Tim said, "but I'd rather you take off your shirt too."
"Can I leave it on for a little while?" she asked in a tiny voice. Despite the situation - with Tim naked, and his healthy and erect cock only inches from her hands - she still felt very self-conscious about her body. All the same she was undeniably starting to warm up down below, and was feeling a little squishy, too.
Tim reached over and pulled her by the arm so that she reclined alongside of him on the bed. Her arm landed on his belly, and she scooted it down to hold on to his manhood. It was very warm.
He caressed her breasts through the shirt, and they kissed and fondled each other until John came back into the room.
"Hey you two," he said and lay down on the other side of Tim.
Meanwhile Tim's hand crept down under her shirt, and slid up between her legs to touch and caress her pussy. She gasped as one of his fingers plunged into her, and then moved back out again, spreading her moisture all around.
Then there was another hand - John's - joining in with Tim's, and stroking the soft skin of her inner thighs while Tim continued his attention up towards her clit. John's fingers probed in and around her sex as well. It felt very strange at first to have two different hands caressing her most intimate spots, but it was oddly nice, too.
She continued kissing Tim, and let her hand wander over to rest on the firm skin and fur of John's chest.
John pulled his hand away from between her legs, and slid down on the bed to pay attention to Tim's cock. He took it deep into his mouth, and it made little wet sounds as he plunged his head up and down on the shaft. Tim's breathing started getting faster then, and she could see the head of his cock was getting darker whenever John took it out of his mouth to kiss up and down the shaft, or to run his tongue over Tim's balls.
Tim pulled away from her and said, "Watch the two of us now."
He reached over and pulled John straight, then leaned forward to return John's oral pleasuring, so that the two of them were engaged in sixty-nine right there on the bed, nestled up against her. Amanda spread her legs wide, letting them rest on the shoulders of the two boys, and started playing with herself while she watched. She was quite wet now, and she was masturbating herself quickly and openly while they gave each other head. The sound was soft and intimate - squishy mouth noises, and soft grunts from the two men as they gave each other pleasure. Her own breath was speeding up, and she started really doing the kind of motions that she needed to do in order to get herself off, not just the cute little "let's pretend I'm masturbating" show she had put on for Tony once in a while. She felt Tim's hand reach out and rest of the soft skin her inner thigh, right beside her labia. She glanced over and he was watching her and grinning.
He let John's cock drop out of his mouth, and said, "That's really sexy to watch Amanda, but I think you need some attention from us now, too."
John languorously withdrew then length of Tim's erection from his own mouth and turned his head to stare curiously at her sex, which was on display now between the two of them, since her feet were resting on their shoulders. She felt a little self-conscious about it, but she wasn't in much of a position to complain since she was watching the two of them giving each other head right in front of her.
"I do think so, yeah," he said, and at once the two of them started shifting themselves around on the bed. They pushed Amanda back so that she was now lying down, and she giggled at the sight of their two rock-hard members waving in front on her on the bed.
"You guys look so hot like that." she said, "but what are you going to do to me now?" She reached out and touched each hard-on, one at a time. They were both still a little wet.
Tim and John looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously dropped down between her legs, so that both of their heads were between them. She felt Tim's tongue dart directly between the lips of her pussy, and she arched her hips in response as it slid along them and then up across the bump of her clitoris. John's hands ran their way up under her shirt, cupping her bum cheeks (ohgodmybumistoobig she squeaked inside her head), while his lips pressed little kisses against the soft skin of her inner thighs.
She couldn't prevent her hips from bucking against Tim's face as he licked her hard and fast. Little waves of pleasure sparkled up from between her legs and settled in as a warm feeling in her tummy. She panted and grasped at his hair, pulling his face in closer to her sex.
But then John's head bumped into Tim's, and he muttered, "Out of the way, me now."
Tim's head moved aside and was instantly replaced by John's in eating her out. He started by plunging his tongue straight into her, and then bringing it back up and out, running in little stroked along the wet inner lips of her pussy, while Tim contented himself just watching John do it, and stroking her ass at the same time.
John's oral work on her was strong and forceful, and she felt the pressure of a little orgasm building up inside of her. She held onto his head and rocked her pelvis in time with the rhythm of his strokes, until a bolt of hot pleasure released itself from somewhere deep inside her, and she writhed her hips at the feeling, and let out a long, shuddering squeak.
She needed someone inside her right away - her pussy ached to be filled up now. She remembered listening to that girl being fucked right where she was laying, only a little while ago. She could never have imagined that she would be in that girls place so soon, or ever, but she wanted to take advantage of it immediately.
"Fuck me," she said, "Someone please fuck me. Hurry." The two of them were still taking turns between her legs, and she was so wet that she could feel it running down between her bum cheeks.
John reared up suddenly, with his engorged cock looking huge and dark in the dim light. Tim moved his head over and kissed it, and licked a little bit of precum off of the very end. They really were a couple, she realized, and she felt warm and fuzzy that she had been invited into their own little zone of intimacy. The way they looked at each other was surprisingly gentle. John leaned down and kissed Tim back, then moved his hips down towards Amanda's waiting pussy.
Tim plopped down again to rest his head on one of her thighs, and guided John's cock in with his hand. As John began to enter her she drew in her breath sharply at the sensation of him splitting her open. Tim bobbed down at the same time and flicked his tongue across her clitoris while John slowly pumped himself deeper and deeper into her, until she was so full up with him that she thought she was going to burst. She could really see why that girl had been making those noises now. She reached down and caressed the top of Tim's head while he continued pleasuring her, and John began pumping himself into her in earnest.
Soon Tim was clearly giving both of them head while they fucked. She felt his tongue drifting away from her onto his shaft, and then back again time and time again while John drove himself into her, and she bucked her hips back in response. Tim's hand was obviously caressing John's balls at the same time, and she reached down between her legs to stroke Tim's hair and cheek while he did it.
After a few more moments of this he popped back up and kissed her full on her lips. It was a gentle kiss, which was amazing considering that she was being roughly fucked by John at the same time, and she could barely keep her lips aligned with his at all.
"I want to take your shirt off," Tim said, and didn't wait for her to say anything back - he just grabbed the bottom of her big t-
shirt that was hiked up around her hips now, and dragged it right up. She couldn't fight it, so she raised her hands to let him slip it over her head. She still felt very self-conscious about her big breasts moving back and forth, and the little rolls that were all too visible in her tummy now that she was totally naked with them.
"My god, look at you," John said, and slowed down the force of his sex.
"I'm sorry!" she said, "I know I weigh too much right now! I can put my shirt on again!"
"What are you talking about?" he said, "You're so sexy! "
"Damn straight," Tim said. He bobbed down and kissed her nipples, one at a time. They were already rock-hard, and he took one softly between his teeth and squeezed both of her breasts with his hand. His gentle nibbling on her nipple shot another bolt of warmth down towards her pussy, and she started thrusting back even harder against John's cock.
After a few moments Tim jumped back up said, "My turn John! I want to be inside Amanda now!"
John just slipped right out of her and lay down at her side, gesturing to Tim to take his place. Tim landed another quick kiss on Amanda's lips and then slid between her legs. She felt John's hand on her labia, spreading them apart for Tim, and she purred happily when she felt him thrusting himself into her.
John leaned over her face then and said, "Hey sexy."
"Hi," she said.
He kissed her soft and deep while Tim started thrusting harder and harder into her. Her breath started panting raggedly again at the sensation, and she murmured, "Bring your cock up here, fast."
John didn't need any further encouragement, he just jumped right up onto his knees and she grabbed his slick manhood and pulled it over towards her. Wrapping her lips around it, the musty flavor of his cock combined with her own juices flooded her mouth, and she began giving him head hard and fast. She gripped him tightly with her mouth, running her tongue as hard as she could along the smooth length of his shaft while he pushed it into her mouth in time with Tim's hips.
Tim was fucking her as hard as he could now, and the sound of their skins slapping together rang out loudly in the room. John grunted each time he pushed himself into her mouth again, and Amanda heard herself making little tight noises in the back of her throat. She reached out and placed one hand on Tim's chest, savoring the sensation of his firm muscles flexing back and forth. Her other hand cupped John's balls, which were tightly pulled up against his body now. She could feel the head of his cock getting firmer and tighter in her mouth, and she knew he was going to cum really soon if she kept going.