Fuelled with pizza, champagne and laughter, we left Brenda and Paula alone in the hot tub and retired to the coloured bedroom, the mutually agreed yellow one.
All day, the three of us had been sexually worked up. We did not only want to sleep together; we wanted sex, to fuck ourselves silly in a threesome. It would be our first proper threesome, as it was hard to count the one we had earlier in the week in the car.
It pleased me that Clare wanted this too, and I thanked her for turning down sleeping with Brenda tonight. Sarah also chipped in with a “thank you” which was a pleasant surprise as it confirmed what I already suspected. Sarah had fully accepted Clare. We were now officially in an equal three-way relationship, one that I now realised meant the two girls would always outvote me… two to one.
With enormous grins on our faces, the three of us walked to the yellow guest bedroom with my erect cock leading the way. It knew it was soon going to be fed a diet of shaved pussy, that we were all going to have some sexual fun. It would be Sarah’s and my first true threesome. As for Clare, she refused to say, which I took to mean that it wasn’t.
We all needed our sexual release.
The yellow room had a large king-size double bed with a ceiling mirror above it. With its ensuite bathroom and moody lighting, it was the perfect setting for sex.
I took my rightful position in the middle of the bed with my cock, hard and fully erect as it had been for a good part of the day. A naked Sarah was on my left and an equally naked Clare was on my right. Their bald pussy’s just waiting for me.
I hoped that tonight would give me a hint of what it could be like in the future. It was my dream, just me, my cock, and two beautiful ladies at my beck and call. Their shaven pussies were a bonus; that was my kink, my fetish.
I could not help it, as I inwardly smiled; surely from now on, I was going to be living in the land of bliss… with two hot beautiful girlfriends.
I started kissing Sarah; she was close. As I did so, I felt Clare’s warm mouth on my eagerly waiting cock. Her tongue was gently licking me, teasing me, causing my cock to pulse in eagerness.
My right-hand fingers found Sarah’s wet and now hairless pussy. The new feeling made my cock twitch, and I feared I might not last long. That would not be good, especially as I now had to sexually satisfy two girls, which also meant two mouths to tease me about any sexual deficiencies.
I reached down and found Clare’s wet and equally hairless pussy. I just laid back and fingered both girls at once, a new and pleasurable experience. As I looked into the ceiling mirror, I grinned. Life was good.
Clare’s mouth continued to work my cock, sliding up and down, then licking, working its head, just like Sarah normally did. It was an action that told me she had been watching and learning from Sarah. It was like they were rivals, who could give me the most sexual pleasure.
My fingers worked their clits and occasionally dipped into each slippery hole. Clare’s head came up, and we kissed. Sarah’s head went down, and she took me into her mouth. I could still feel the difference in technique between the two girls, Sarah the master, and Clare, her fast-learning apprentice.
Clare whispered to me, “Fuck Sarah first, as she was with you before me.”
I smiled. Those words felt right, and I didn’t want to spend too long on the preliminaries. I wanted to cum in a bare pussy and not anywhere else!
I then gently pulled Sarah up, her mouth replaced by Clare’s. I carefully climbed between Sarah’s outstretched legs. Missionary position, I needed to see, watch Sarah’s shaved pussy as we fucked.
My cock lined up to her wet bare hole. We were both desperate for release, though I hung there for a brief few seconds as I took in the improved view. It was a different appearance from the many times we had fucked before.
I smiled and gently kissed Sarah as I pushed my purple cock head into her. She moaned. I knew, like me; she had been waiting for this all day. I then slowly and lovingly pushed my cock further, deeper in; all seven and a half inches of skin-to-skin contact.
I nearly came! The feeling was so intense.
I rested and went to my usual fallback plan. I needed help to delay my release, my pent-up energy, so I started to recite the alphabet… backwards!
Sarah moaned again beneath me, “Fuck me… FUUCCCKKKK ME!!”
I had no choice; Sarah was being unusually very vocal. My brain told me she was desperate, she needed me. I had to fuck Sarah, but I also knew I wouldn’t last long!
I glanced at Clare and wondered. She was watching, smiling, and edging up the bed towards Sarah’s breasts. I hovered, waiting to move, and release the ever-growing pressure in my balls.
Clare’s mouth found Sarah’s left nipple. She licked it, her brown eyes now grinning as they looked at me. We both knew she had been sneaky. My second fuck would be better and last so much longer.
“Fuck me… FUUCCCKKKK ME!!” Sarah screamed again.
She wanted me, my cock still buried deep in her. It was balls deep, but I wasn’t moving.
I started slowly, I carefully moved, gritting my teeth, my mind now thinking of the alphabet, my go-to way of delaying my release… “Z, Y, X, W…”
I picked up the rhythm, slow long strokes, each one thrust deep into Sarah. I was trying to give my all, oh god I thought… It felt so good, bare pussy. My mind stumbled, and I started again, “Z, Y, X, W… P, O, N, M…” but I had no chance.
Just one look down, the view of a bald pussy, my first hairless fuck. It looked and felt so different. My cock twitched. I stopped moving. I breathed hard, trying to regulate my breathing, to take my mind off my cock… and the naked pussy.
“L, I… H,” My mind was now finding it hard to find the next letter, a grinning Clare between us, licking and gently playing with Sarah’s nipples. At least she was getting a response from Sarah’s body.
I felt Sarah grip me, both with her hands and her pussy. Her deep blue eyes looked at me. They were saying, begging, fuck me now, but I needed time, I needed to relax, and hold back from shooting my load.
“G, F, E, D…” I recited to myself, now even faster.
Clare sucked Sarah’s left nipple as her fingers toyed with her right. Her chocolate brown eye’s still grinning at me. I realised Sarah was moaning more from Clare’s touch than my stationary cock which was deep within her!
I chanced it. I start to rock back and forth.
“C, B, A… Z, Y…” My cock was now rhythmically plunging in and out of Sarah’s pussy.
She groaned. I got the right response as I felt her warm body move beneath me; her hips now matching my rhythm. We became one as our loins moved together.
“X, W, V, U…” my mind speedily counted.
Clare slid behind me, and Sarah moaned to my thrusts; my balls were so tight. They were stretched like a couple of new elastic bands pulled to their limits.
“Oh, fuck…” I groaned as I felt Clare’s warm tongue touch my balls. She licked me from my balls to my asshole… I had no chance… and I was sure I heard Clare quietly giggle behind me.
My cock violently twitched, and I pushed fully home as it forcefully erupted inside Sarah. As I came, I loudly groaned, “OH… SHHIIITTT!!!” and Sarah moaned beneath me, her pussy gripping my cock and feeling every spurt of my manly juice, every cock twitch. I was sure I filled her cunt to the brim, but with that thought, I felt weak, and I collapsed on her.
Our two-minute fuck had been so intense; it had taken all my alpha man energy out of me.
I lay there panting, my cock still semi-hard, sensitive and twitching, buried in Sarah’s pussy. It plugged her neatly, like a dam with what felt like ‘half a gallon’ of sperm behind it!
I looked at Sarah; she wasn’t done, and her eyes told me all I needed to know. Two minutes wasn’t long enough, especially after a day of foreplay. I knew it… I had failed to get her off.
“Sorry,” I whispered.
“The next time will be longer, much longer,” I promised, still in a whisper as I didn’t want Clare to hear, though I heard another giggle… it was Clare once again. She was still behind me, her arms now cuddling around me. I felt like spent meat in a girl sandwich and I freed myself as I rolled off Sarah.
I looked at Sarah’s bald and now gaping cunt. My sperm now freely flowing from her open hole and I felt a little guilty that I had been self-indulgent, that I had taken my pleasure but failed to fully give Sarah hers. I looked at her and saw her eyes telling me exactly that.
But before apologetic thoughts had the chance to envelop me, there was a sudden movement from Clare. It surprised me, the speed that she moved to get her head between Sarah’s spread legs and to lick her cum filled pussy.
Clare was not like Sarah, who now openly admitted to me she had a cum fetish. Since we had been together, Sarah had swallowed “gallons” of mine and before me, Jerry’s, probably even more of his than mine. But Clare was different. Her oral sex technique with me did not automatically mean she was going to lovingly swallow my load; sometimes she would finish me off with her hand.
Sarah’s moans brought me out of my thoughts, Clare’s tongue already working its magic in Sarah’s creamy hole. I watch Clare softly flick Sarah’s sensitive clit, her fingers pulling Sarah’s cunt wide open as she did so. Sarah’s deep blue eyes looked up into the ceiling mirror. She was both watching and enjoying another girl going down on her. I knew it was the first time that had ever happened.
Sarah’s head came up; she rested on her elbows as she got another angle and watched Clare between her legs thrust her tongue into her messy cunt. Sarah’s face was one of lust, of needing to cum, and she did nothing to stop Clare from eating her pussy and bringing her off. She was biting her lip before a gurgle of a moan escaped through them.
She collapsed back onto the bed, strength suddenly gone, her legs spread as wide as they would go, her hands resting on Clare’s head, almost guiding her as she lapped away.
I watched as Sarah moaned, each one a little longer, a little louder. There was no doubt in my mind that Sarah was enjoying Clare’s tongue, and this was what she wanted, to have another girl taste her and make her cum.
Sarah started to cry out, again more vocal than normal.
“Uh, oh god… Oh… fucckkk… Oh… fucckkk… OH… FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!”
Sarah’s body shook; her head rolled back as she convulsed in the orgasm that I should have given her. Sarah hadn’t once resisted Clare’s advances. This was her first true lesbian sex experience.
I silently thanked Clare for helping me out as I recovered, though my cock never fully retreated to its flaccid state. That made me feel better. I knew it would not be long before the alpha male was ready to rise again.
Moans and the occasional “Oh Fuck,” were all we heard from Sarah as Clare carried on, licking away between her legs. She was not letting Sarah fully come down from her first orgasmic high, her tongue working its magic, kissing, gently touching Sarah’s sensitive pussy, just letting her ride that wave of oral sexual pleasure.
I knew Clare was very experienced in using her tongue on another girl’s pussy as she had been with Jaz for eighteen months. But I guessed this was also a first for her, as the pussy she was currently licking was full of my cum, and it was still leaking out of Sarah.
I watched and learned from Clare her oral technique, as Sarah groaned and flinched beneath her.
A sudden, “Oh Gawweeddd!” filled the room, and with one final flick of the tongue, Sarah’s body spasmed as she went into a long, much-needed second orgasm, as Sarah came in a small gush.
It was a much longer and more intense one than my cock had ever given her!
Though, I would never mention that to Clare!
The gush was new, and in doing so, pushing my spent sperm into Clare’s waiting mouth. She wasn’t expecting it but she swallowed what she could, probably with little choice, but also in good faith, as she knew I was watching her and Sarah’s every move.
With a gulp, Clare swallowed and pulled away, Sarah’s legs still spread wide as she came down from her second orgasm of the day. It was something which Clare had achieved twice with Sarah and I had failed to achieve once, and I knew Clare couldn’t just let it go. That was her way.
“David, not such an alpha male now, are we?” Clare whispered as she grinned at me. She was pleased that she had not only made Sarah cum, she had also made her squirt, something I had never managed to do, though, and thankfully… Clare didn’t know that!
Clare seemed to not get enough, and she returned to Sarah’s sloppy pussy. Which was now red and swollen, and at the moment it looked nothing more than a wet, loose, and very creamy mess. Clare’s tongue found it which caused the unsuspecting Sarah’s body to jolt, but despite now being hypersensitive, she didn’t push Clare away.
It seemed to me that Sarah couldn’t get enough of Clare’s tongue. She wanted more of the same, to feel a girl’s tongue on her pussy, to cum again.
As for me, the little porno show had helped, along with my hand tugging my cock. It was now hard and ready to go again and there was one bare pussy still waiting to be filled. I grinned as my cock led the way towards it. It was time for it to do some of the talking and not let me down.
I moved behind sneaky Clare. Her attention was still more on Sarah’s creamy pussy than on me.
With a couple of extra pumps from my hand, my cock became fully charged again. Clare’s wet, bald pussy was just inches in front of me. It was already engorged, Clare being the only one who had not yet cum in the room. It was obvious Clare was also highly aroused from going down on Sarah.
I thought that it was now time for the alpha man to assert his authority.
With Clare now on the pill, I didn’t need to worry about condoms as my bare cock stabbed her pussy. Then, with a second stab, it seemed to open and draw me in, as Clare groaned into Sarah’s wanton hole. I pushed forward, and it caught me by surprise just how easily I slipped in. Clare was so wet there was no resistance at all. I smiled. Clare was just as needy for my cock as Sarah had been.
I wanted Clare, and I wanted to fuck her hard and keep her mine. I thrust home a second time, this time harder, and with that thrust, Clare’s needy pussy became to me a very wet and wanton cunt.
Clare’s head came up and loudly moaned, and then once again buried her face into Sarah’s sloppy pussy. It was a motion that caught Sarah by surprise once again. She jumped and then flinched before joining Clare in a series of groans.
With those moans, I started to rhythmically fuck Clare. Just like I had done with Sarah, long deep penetrating strokes, but this time it was so much easier for me to control, as I had taken the edge off by my earlier climax. Clare knew that would be the case; that is why she had wanted to go second.
Clare’s tongue went to work, this time with the combination of her fingers as she slip one, then two in and then a third into Sarah. She was looking for her G-spot.
Then another moan erupted from Sarah as Clare’s fingers and mouth played her tune.
“Arrh, uhh, ahh, uhh,” Clare gurgled as I start moving backwards and forwards, her face awash with the combination of Sarah’s pussy juice and my cum.
This time, I was in control and no backward alphabet was needed; the alpha man had returned. There was no stopping me. I was in full pumping flow, fucking the highly aroused Clare with long, confident strokes. Pounding her into submission, to remind her I was the one… her man.
My strokes increase in length and frequency, building to my, and hopefully, our, climax.
“Fuck,” Clare murmured into Sarah’s pussy as now three fingers thrust in and out of Sarah.
“Oh, God!” Sarah groaned from the top of the bed, her legs now wrapped around Clare’s head.
Clare’s moans became more vocal. She was now loud and close. Maybe she wanted Brenda and Paula to hear us. I hoped they did, despite my earlier failure; I wanted them to know what a stud I was, an alpha male; the perfect sex partner, and the perfect man. It was those thoughts that made my balls tighten.
“OH… OH GOD… That feels so good!” Clare screamed as I pounded her for all I was worth. Her fingers, maybe even her hand, whatever it was, worked wonders in Sarah’s pussy. We were all close, so close to our mutual climax.
“Please don’t stop… you’re going to… uh… Jesus… FUCK ME,” Clare screamed, once again, maybe even louder.
I took the cry as recognition of the alpha male!
“FUCK ME HARDER,” Clare then shouted, between her moans.
I didn’t know a woman could be so vocal, but I did as commanded. I fucked harder and faster, Clare’s wet wanton pussy now being reamed into submission with all the energy I had.
Sarah’s body began to shake as she started to cum again under Clare’s head, Sarah’s cries of joy now muffled by a pillow that she had pulled to cover her head as she climaxed once again in a wet gush.
I fucked on, pounding Clare and together we reached a new peak as a large orgasm washed through both of us, cries of relief from me, cries of sexual submission from Clare.
