[2016] Twisted Threesome: Dangerous Flame

by PN Books

  “You are not serious, right?” Max said, his eyes widening.

  “Yes I am, remember, the winner calls the shots, and I just called mine,” Chris said as Samantha got up to go and do what she had been requested to do.

  As she walked over to the other side of the table, her vagina was burning with intense need. She pulled her robe open, letting it fall onto the ground as she got to where Chris was. Chris was seated with his back against the seat facing her as she walked over to him and straddled him. Her breasts brushed over his face as she lowered herself onto him, taking a hold of his manhood and guiding it into her snatch.

  “Oh yesss!” Chris groaned as she fit him inside her heated love nest.

  His shaft filled every inch of her wetness just the way that she loved it, and she could feel it brushing over every inch of her sex. She lowered herself all the way down onto him and then she put her hands around his neck as she began riding him. He felt thick and hard inside her as she rode him harder and faster with each stroke. His shaft was so thick that she could feel it pulling her clit in with it whenever she lowered herself onto him. She looked down at him, her lips locking against his as they began kissing like it was the end of the world. Samantha could not remember having been hammered so many times in a single night, and she knew that this was something that she would love for the rest of her life. Through the corner of her eyes, she could see Max doing as he had been asked. He had pulled his robe open and his fingers were wrapped around his shaft. It was hard and he was jerking it up and down as he looked at the way that Samantha was fucking Chris. Chris took a hold of her breasts and began massaging them as he took her nipples in between his fingers, pinching them with just the right amount of pressure to send a zing all the way down to her throbbing clit.

  “Oh fuck, this feels good, I think I'm about to cum,” she said, tearing her lips away from Chris's as Chris pulled one of her nipples into his mouth and began sucking on it.

  It was all too much for her, the pleasure, and she let her wall come down, the pleasure rippling through every vein in her body as she climaxed hard. Chris held her still and pumped his dick in and out of her snatch, the heat within her reaching the apex, just as yet another orgasm went rippling through her pussy. Never had she experienced anything as mind-blowing as what she was going through right now, Samantha thought that she was going to go crazy. She then felt Chris driving his shaft deep into her pussy with all his might. His cock stiffened within her, just as she gripped her pussy muscles tightly around the shaft. His hot seed of cum came shooting into her pussy, filling her up as it blended with the ton of cum that was already inside her. She fused her lips tightly around Chris's and kissed him deeply, thanking him for the intense pleasure and sense of satisfaction that he had just given her. She finally pulled herself off Chris, her legs feeling wobbly as she made her way back to her seat. She could feel his cum dripping out of her love slit as she got back to her chair and sat down. That had been the dizzyingly best orgasm that she’d had in a long time and she did not even want to think of how the rest of the evening would be like with these two hot men.

  “Oh no, don’t tell me that you did not cum, I just had the biggest climax of all time,” Samantha said to Max as she touched the tip of his still rock hard pecker, spreading the precum that had formed there over the sensitive skin. “Why don’t you pray that you win the next game so that this time you can be the one calling the shots. This poor baby deserves to have some fun just the way that Chris did a second ago.”

  “Don’t laugh too hard, the game has just begun and we have the whole night before us,” Chris said to her, pushing her hand off his dick. “This sword is betting on you and it is going to pound you so hard, you will never forget it.”

  Chris began dishing out the cards while Max and Samantha were at each other’s throats and soon the next game began. Samantha felt as if she really needed to win this game because she planned to make what was on her mind a reality. She was a lot more tactical in the game, lining up numbers that were alike in her stash so that she could win no matter what symbol was there, and just like she had thought, she emerged the winner. She beamed brightly at Max, winking at him as she placed all her four cards onto the pile.

  “Just like I told you once already, Max, think twice before you dare a woman, because now the ball is in my court,” she said, eying him as her eyes moved down to his still rock hard dick. “But don’t you worry, I am not a mean person at all, and I am going to give your sword the benefit of the pleasure.”

  She got up and walked over to his side of the table, pulling his seat out from under the table and turning it around so that Max was facing him. She crouched down in front of him and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Just seeing the way that it was huge and hard brought her excitement within in ways that she would never understand. She could still remember the way that the manhood had felt inside her the first time that they had banged at the Jacuzzi. On the tip of the head, there was a huge slit with a pool of precum forming at the tip as she began jerking the pecker up and down. Unable to hold the desire to taste him back, she leaned her head toward his crotch. He still smelled fresh since they had cleaned up when they had left the Jacuzzi. She stuck her tongue out and licked the precum off the tip of the shaft, loving the salty taste. She then wrapped her lips around his cock and with her eyes looking up at his face, she began sucking on the cock. She played her tongue over the sensitive skin making Max growl with desire, although she did not want to give him too much pleasure and make him come in her mouth, since she had other plans for him.

  “Ugh, fuck woman, you are going to drive me crazy!” he said as she began pulling her mouth off the cock, her fingers still wrapped around the base as she began to stand up. She began making her way back to her seat as Max looked at her with disbelief. “No, don’t tell me that you are just going to leave me hanging like this!”

  “I wouldn’t do that to you, Max, you are way too special,” she said, leaning back in her seat and feeling a searing heat inside her cunt at the thought of what was going on in her naughty mind.

  “Well then, we are waiting,” Chris said.

  “Okay then, I want Chris to move over to where you are, Max. Chris, go and suck on his cock and then I want to watch Max drilling your butt,” she said without batting an eyelid as both men looked at her as if she had lost her mind. “Or have you forgotten that I am the one calling the shots right now. And Chris, I want you to pull your cock out before you come so that I can suck on your jism.”

  Without another word, she watched as Chris got up and walked towards Max. From the way that they were acting, she could tell that they had probably never done anything like this before, which only seemed to make it all the more exciting. Chris crouched down in front of Max, wrapping his fingers around Max's shaft as he lowered his head to his dick. Chris began sucking on the shaft the same way that Samantha had been sucking on it. Samantha spread her legs wide and plunged a finger deep into her pussy, beginning to finger herself as she watched Chris giving Max a blowjob. This was like the most heated thing that she had ever seen, something that she had been dreaming of witnessing for a long time. Feeling the need for a more intense experience, she got up and moved her seat closer to where the men were.

  “Okay, enough of the blowjob, Chris. Max, get up and bend forward, you are going to eat my pussy while Chris bangs you from behind,” she said, sitting down impatiently.

  She parted her thighs wide and before Max could come over to taste her honey, Chris came forward and leaned his head in between her thighs. She felt his lips pulling her clit into his mouth as he sucked on it. His tongue flicked through the depths of her cunt playfully before he finally pulled his face out of her crotch. Max came and took his place, bending over before Samantha. He lowered his head down in between her thighs and locked his lips against her lower lips, beginning to eat her. Samantha was trembling with pleasure as she felt his tongue poking deep inside her pussy, Max's teeth grating against her clit. Sh
e watched as Chris moved behind Max, parting Max's butt cheeks wide apart. He lowered his head in between them and Samantha could tell that he was probably lubricating the butthole with the love cream that he had sucked out of her pussy.

  Moments later, Chris stood up and took a hold of his dick, guiding the tip into Max's butthole. Max moaned into her vagina as the cock drove deeper and deeper with each stroke. Chris drove his shaft in slowly, stopping every few minutes to let Max's hole get used to the new intrusion. Samantha never batted an eyelid as she watched a scene that she had only dreamed of seeing as Chris began driving his shaft in and out of Max's ass. Max was leaned over licking her pussy and she held her breath when she felt him pushing a finger into her love slit. He drove it all the way into her pussy and then hooked it as he pulled it out, making it brush over the most sensitive spot in her sex, her G spot. Samantha moaned out her gratitude as Max then began fingering her that way, all the while sucking on her clit as if it was the best candy that he had ever sucked on. Chris on the other hand, held Max's hips with both hands as he drilled him from behind. The scent of anal sex tickled her senses, making her feel even more aroused, and the feel of Max's finger moving faster and harder in her cunt seemed to be bringing her closer to the land of no return.

  She had never felt so much pleasure in her life before, Samantha felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. She leaned back in the seat, completely surrendering to the pleasure that engulfed her. She finally let go, her cunt quaking over the finger within it as pleasure rippled through every nerve within her body. To add cream to the pie, she heard Chris groaning and before he could come inside Max's butt, he pulled out quickly and came to stand next to her, his fingers around his dick jerking it up and down. Samantha quickly leaned over towards the cock, taking the head into her mouth to begin sucking on it. Almost as soon as she did that, Chris's sperm came shooting through his dick and into her mouth. Samantha could not explain the sort of excitement that passed through her body at that very moment. As her climax finally came to an end, Max finally pulled his finger and mouth away from her crotch and stood up.

  “I don’t know what to say, this was my first ever experience like this, and I think I'm in love with it,” Max said to them as he reached for his glass of whiskey and drained it before filling it up again.

  “Me, too. I’ve never fucked a fellow man before, although I always wondered how it would feel. You are a genius, Samantha,” Chris said, pulling his dick out of her mouth as soon as he was done coming.

  “Well, as they say, never underestimate a woman, I had all of our needs in mind. I figured that since you had all managed to fuck me, I would let you try out something new for a change,” she said with cum dripping out of her mouth.

  “As long as this remains our little secret and never leaves this place, I'm good to go. I think that we should do this as often as possible. Maybe it was a good thing that the office brought you aboard, Samantha,” Max said as he sat down.

  THE END

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  Aileen

  Aileen Miroki hitched a ride from the Detroit Metro Airport on the back of a jet black motorcycle called Rabble Rouser, her auburn hair ruffled into the driver’s spare helmet. She had been down these long, tree-lined highways before, but in the winter air everything seemed different. Aileen hadn’t seen snow in six years, so she reveled in the sight while clutching her arms around the driver’s waist. She had five years of education from one of the world’s top astrophysics programs, and still she could barely comprehend the simple beauty of snow.

  The driver dropped her off at the edge of Ohio and was hesitant when she insisted that he leave her in the middle of nowhere. She was sure that he would come on to her, or offer to take her back to his place, but he was actually a gentleman under his red chrome helmet, and gave her a twenty despite her refusal. Aileen needed to be alone after the five-hour flight from Los Angeles, and only the vast countryside could give her relief before she finally returned home.

  Everything around her was white, and even under the layers of winter clothes she could still feel the cold air biting at her. It was a drastic change from the constant heat she was used to. There was still about 75 miles to the town of Luckey, and she was hungry to get her hands on her own set of wheels.

  If she remembered correctly, there was a used auto shop a few miles down the road. She walked south down Highway 15 For an hour, embracing the numbness as the cold set over her, first her legs and then her face. Hiking had always been a passion of hers, even though she normally hiked in the Santa Monica Mountains. Though there were no rattlesnakes out here, the icy road proved to be just as risky as any trail.

  Finally, she saw the sign for Viking Auto Sales in the distance, the junker dealership she and her father always passed when he dropped her off at the airport. Aileen walked to the small red building within the circle of used vehicles. A bell rang as she opened the door. The musty room seemed empty, except for a short bald man asleep behind the counter, the low sound of his daytime television show rambling on.

  “Hello, sir,” Aileen said, quiet enough as to not wake him.

  His eyelids drifted open, and once he caught sight of her he sat upright. “Sorry to wake you,” she said, peeking through the window to catch another glimpse of the vehicles outside. “I’m looking to walk out with something right now. Do you take cash?”

  The old man cleared his throat and smoothed out his clothes. “Well, yes, ma’am,” he mumbled. Aileen could tell that he found her attractive by his flush cheeks and averted gaze. Scrolling through his computer, the man coughed again and said, “Trouble is there’s no ATM or bank for another ten miles or so up the road.”

  Aileen smiled, removed her thick gloves and reached into her navy blue pea jacket. She withdrew a wad of cash and said, “I’ve got about six thousand, here. Five thousand for something I can drive off the lot, and one thousand for the trouble.”

  Money wasn’t something Aileen was low on, the government had assured that. After graduating at the top of her class, they had given her the Baroness Aviation Fellowship for Most Innovative Aircraft Design. If anyone asked why she didn’t work, she would vaguely reply, I’m taken care of, trying to brush the subject off.

  At the sight of the enormous wad, the man’s eyebrows shot up, not expecting her to pull it all out on the spot. “Are you…” he eyed her up and down, cautiously, “…looking for anything in particular?”

  “Something big,” she said with a grin, “and something manual.”

  He laughed at her excited face, understanding the innuendo. “Well, Miss, you sure do have a face I can trust. I think I have just the thing for you. It ain’t first class, but it’ll get you where you need to go.”

  “I’d love to see it,” Aileen replied, following the old man out the side door. He led her a few rows over to a white ’98 Dodge Dakota. “Extended cab, v-6 stick,” she said, running her hands along the scratched exterior. “I’ll take it.”

  ***

  Aileen felt the vibration of the engine through the steering wheel, and the heat didn’t work, but at least the lighter was intact, allowing her to chain-smoke for miles thanks to the pack of Marlboros the old man had given her. She kept the window down as she drove east, enjoying the brisk wind against her face. The dirty smell of cigarettes made her think of her father, and that was the thought that kept her foot steadfast on the gas pedal.

  Instead of taking the faster route, Route 6, which would be a straightaway until I-75, Aileen decided to follow the State Route 65 along River Road and across Grand Rapids. When she was a little girl, Aileen wou
ld go sledding with her mother and father at Fort Meigs where there was a giant slope that faced the enormous river. Aileen continued to visit their sledding spot at least once every year after her mother passed away.

  There was more than one ghost Aileen prepared to face as she drove through Perrysburg, around the pewter colonnade. Her first priority was to catch up with her father, as she’d promised all throughout school, because she had simply been too busy at CIT. Although her father didn’t study astrophysics, he was a well-known mechanic, and taught her everything she knew about handling vehicles.

  The other ghost that Aileen had in mind was Darren, her ex-fiancé. Darren had proposed to Aileen right out of high school and, although she said yes, Darren had different feelings about her moving to California. He was tall, handsome, clean-cut with a bright smile, and one of the brightest, wittiest men she had ever met. They were high school sweethearts, and it was true that she missed him from time to time. Living in Pasadena, however, she was never far from the nightlife of Hollywood, where she had more than her share of vain men trying to make it in the film industry. Her only other options were the guys in the astrophysics program, and they were a little too scrawny for her taste.

  Who knew how long catching up with her father could take? She didn’t intend to rush anything with him. Darren could wait, and the truth was that he was married with children, anyway. That didn’t stop him from emailing her from a private account, though.

  Aileen wanted to spend time in the house where she grew up, watching the old movies that her and her father watched thousands of times over, laughing over the good times. For once it started to feel good being home again.