She was back moments later, still naked and in her stilettos, carrying Barry’s clothes. As she got nearer to our bed, she knelt to pick up our clothes laying in a pile on the floor. Getting up and turning towards me she said, ‘Honey, I just realized that Barry wouldn’t have a fresh uniform to go to work tomorrow. I will put the clothes in the washer and will be right back.’
Saying that, she turned and moved out of the bedroom. I was really amused but couldn’t have any revealing expression on my face as Barry could see me on the television. Angela was leaving no stone unturned in seducing him. I was sure she would find a way to fuck him now. All I could do was wait patiently.
Within moments Angela was passing through our lounge towards the kitchen and the laundry room. She noticed Barry sitting on the settee facing our giant television, his hard dick out of his shorts and his right hand trying to shove it back inside. Angela calmly told him, ‘Don’t bother, Barry. It’s okay with us.’
Then she added, ‘I just realised that you wouldn’t have any fresh clothes to wear to work. I will put them in the washer so that they are ready for you in the morning.’ Without waiting for his response, she moved on towards the laundry room.
Angela put the clothes into the washer and as her hand moved backwards to close the washer’s door, her hand bounced against bare skin. Startled, she turned around to see Barry standing right next to her. ‘Barry, you almost scared me to death,’ she exclaimed as she closed the washer door and straightened up.
She noticed he had somehow managed to shove his hard dick in the shorts, but his dick was pushing hard against the shorts. The bulge very prominent. She had to reach across Barry to get the detergent and as she raised her hand, she deliberately brushed her hand softly against his bulging dick. She could feel him stiffen in anticipation but not confident enough to take the next step forward to possess her.
After adding the detergent, she selected the settings, switched on the washer and turned around to face Barry. She was so close to him. Her hot naked body eager to be held by him. Her vivacious breasts almost resting against his chest. He could feel her hard nipples softly nudge against his chest.
She spoke softly, ‘Barry, just remove my stilettos and put them onto the rack behind me.’ Without speaking, Barry quickly knelt, without moving backwards. Little did he realise how close he was to her. His head buried into her big breasts, his lips briefly touching the depths of her ample cleavage, his warm breath between her breasts was so intoxicating for Angela, his eyes closing instinctively as they sunk against her welcoming soft curves.
Unsure about how to go about it, he hurriedly continued to move downwards to kneel in front of her, his head almost squashing her breasts.
Angela rested her left hand on his right shoulder to supposedly support herself as she would have to raise her legs one after the other, so that Barry could remove her stilettoes. Knowing Angela, she was intentionally acting as if she would simply fall as she lifted her right leg first and presented her foot to Barry. She was swaying so much, that she now planted both hands on his shoulder and curled up above him.
Her heavy, full breasts partially resting against his forehead and partially dangling in front of his eyes. Her nipples at his eye level. Barry was struggling to remove her stilettoes, his fingers failing to open the straps as his fingers were numb with desire.
Angela was purring encouragement to Barry, ‘No need to rush Barry. We have time on our side.’ Finally, Barry had one of her feet free and Angela was lifting her other foot up and was again swaying around while curled over Barry, pushing her breasts against his face.
Barry had freed her feet and they straightened, facing each other, Barry had her stilettoes in his left hand. To put them behind her on the rack he leaned against her naked body, pushing into her inviting body and placed the stilettoes on the rack as instructed.
Angela brushed past Barry towards the lounge. Her nipples had softly touched Barry’s bare arm as she turned and walked past him.
Barry was numbed by the sheer excitement of seeing her naked and the brief skin to skin contacts, her naked body within inches of him all the while. The feel of her nipples brushing against his bare arm had left him mesmerised. She was so desirable and within easy reach. How badly he wanted her in his arms. How badly he wanted to possess her. Fuck her to his heart’s content.
Somehow, he couldn’t force himself to take that final plunge towards taking her in his strong arms and possess her for eternity. Satiate her and himself. Unable to fathom how he should take his first step towards possessing her, he followed her out to the lounge.
Angela had stopped in front of the television. Barry stood behind her and she turned to him and looking straight into his eyes asked, ‘You were looking at us making love?’
Barry turned red. Unsure of himself. Not knowing how to reply to that question. He lowered his eyes and was trying looking downwards at the floor.
But her naked body just inches from his own body wouldn’t let his gaze to drop that far down. Her pointed nipples, her shapely breasts, her slender waist, her sensual belly button, her parted legs with the hint of her swollen pussy lips and her shapely legs were inviting and worth beholding.
As she got no answer from him, Angela had another question to ask, ‘Did you like what you saw?’
Still no answer was forthcoming from Barry. But the bulge in front of his shorts wasn’t getting smaller. It was getting bigger. His face noticeably redder than before.
Angela was eager to hear his answer. She asked another, ‘Barry, do you want to join us in the bedroom?’ Still no answer. Angela was desperate. She tried to be at her seductive best as she asked her final question in a husky whisper, ‘Barry, do you want to fuck me?’
Bewildered by her straightforward question, Barry was jolted out of his shell. Not sure he had heard her right, he ended up asking her a question instead. He had a one-word question to ask. It was, ‘What?’
Angela was bemused. She felt at ease now. Surer of herself. Confident that she had Barry now for herself. She repeated the question, ‘Do you want to fuck me?’
This time around he answered immediately. It was again a one-word whisper, ‘Yes.’
It was barely audible to her. She decided she needed a much more affirmative answer and asked, ‘What did you say? I didn’t hear you.’
Barry was gazing at her breasts, which were heaving up and down in anticipation of making wild passionate love with him. Her hardened nipples wanted to be felt by his twitching fingers. He answered in the affirmative once again but just barely so, as he softly said, ‘Yes.’ He still couldn’t force himself to look into her eyes.
Angela’s hands took hold of his elbows and drew herself closer to Barry. She asked huskily, ‘Have you fucked anyone before?’
His one-word answer was a barely audible whispered, ‘No.’
She was curious now. Barry was eighteen and still a virgin. Amazing, considering that she had lost her virginity to me when she was much younger than Barry was now.
Her next question was, ‘Have you felt a woman or seen a naked woman in person other than me?’
His answer again was a barely audible whisper. He said, ‘No,’ as his gaze fell to her feet.
Angela could now figure out why Barry had been so tentative all this while. Even if he could decipher her positive signals, he wasn’t sure how to handle her advances. He was torn between his desire to take hold of her and fuck the living daylight out of her and at the same time feared to be rebuffed and lose her forever.
Angela understood how people from different cultures would interpret the simplest of scenarios completely differently. At the same time, she was quite elated as she had always fantasized about having a virgin lover.
Here he was standing in flesh and blood right in front of her, within her grasps. She was elated. Her heart was beating noticeably faster. Her heaving breasts were testimony to that. Blood rushed to her face. She felt blessed.
Her desire for Barry was very much evident in her eyes and she didn’t want to waste any more precious time. She let go of his left elbow, turned around and started pulling him alongside her towards our bedroom. Barry took a couple of steps and realizing where she was leading him, stopped in his tracks.
His face looked tormented. This time around Angela could figure out why he was so reluctant. Turning back to face him again, she put her arms slowly around his neck, her hands pulling his head downwards while she raised herself on her toes as Barry was taller than me and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
Her kiss was just a brief touch of lips as she meant to reassure him. Moving slightly back she said, ‘You don’t have to worry about my husband. He knows everything. We have no secrets. You know very well he doesn’t object to my flirting with you in the restaurant and he won’t object to you fucking me in our bedroom. When he sees you with me in the bedroom, he will understand that I have invited you.’
Barry still looked reluctant. He was torn between his desire to fuck Angela and his fear of how I would react on seeing him along with Angela in our bedroom. Sensing his concerns, Angela whispered softly, ‘Trust me, Barry.’
Saying that, she turned and literally dragged Barry into our bedroom saying, ‘Honey, I have invited Barry to join us in our bedroom for our first threesome.’
Now it was my turn to be surprised. All this while I had been thinking that she would fuck him in the lounge or some other part of our home and come back to share details of her sensual tryst with me afterwards.
Even though she was okay with me watching her fuck Jack from our bedroom window with Jack not aware that I was there and watching, she had always been averse to the idea of me being present in person when she made love with anyone. Leave alone contemplating a threesome where I would be one of the participants alongside her and her lover.
As I jumped up in excitement and sat on our bed, I too had a one-word question for Angela, ‘What?’
Seeing my incredulous expression, she started laughing hysterically. After a while she said, ‘I guess I needed to reward my faithful husband one day. You always wanted to fuck me alongside someone else and I would keep on refusing. Today after your counselling, as I fucked you in the car, I had made up my mind to reward you soon. Little did I realise that it would be tonight itself. I had never thought it would be Barry as such. We are lucky the circumstances led us to bring Barry along with us. And here we are, on the verge of our first threesome.’
As I and Barry looked on in awe, she continued, ‘Honey, you won’t believe what I am about to say next. Barry is a virgin. He hasn’t touched a woman in his life. Never seen a naked woman other than me so far. He hasn’t even touched me sensually anywhere. The only contact we have ever had involved shaking hands!’
This was great news for my ears, Angela always fantasized about having a virgin lover boy and she had found one in Barry. I was really elated and happy for Angela. Getting up from our bed, I went over to Barry, took his hand and shook it warmly.
Finally, he looked at ease. I turned to Angela and told her, ‘Honey, you need to make this really special for him. Tonight, should be all about Barry. Do whatever he wishes. Don’t worry about me. I will take the back seat, helping both of you to fill in the gaps all the way.’
Saying that I put my arm around Barry’s shoulder, guiding him to stand right in front of Angela and said, ‘My friend, she is all yours. Enjoy her. She is a very special woman. A very sexy woman. You will be proud all your life that she initiated you to the world of sexual pleasures. Don’t feel shy and ask her to do whatever excites you and make sure you also give her what she seeks.’
As I stopped speaking, Angela took up from where she had left off, she was purring softly, ‘Barry, I told you we had no secrets and now you also know how open-minded he is.’
Turning to me she continued, ‘Honey, he was reluctant to even contemplate coming in to our bedroom. I had to practically drag him in.’
I smiled and reassuringly patted Barry on his back to let him know that I could understand the way he felt. Angela had snuggled up close to Barry, her breasts pressing into his chest, her nipples squashed against his muscles, while her fingers flicking open his shorts. Barry’s hardened dick held the shorts in place.
Angela moved a step back only to kneel in front of Barry and took hold of his shorts and pulled it downwards. Her eyes were glued on his bulge, thinking about how his dick looked like and anticipating it to spring out from the confines of his shorts at any moment. As she nudged it further down, his dick sprang out.
Angela was in awe as she exclaimed, ‘Wooowww’. Barry’s dick was big. Bigger than mine. Thicker than mine. His big rounded mushroom shaped dick head, almost giving his dick a club like look.
It was a weapon Barry would unleash on my vivacious Angela tonight until she could no longer take more. Judging from her unabashed seduction of Barry since we first saw him, she would be having him for years to come, pleasuring her up.
What a day it was turning out for us as a couple. It started with Jack, Troy and Ethan. That led to a great love and fun-filled evening, lovemaking while parked in the parking area, to flashing her breasts all over town, to our eventful dinner where Angela left no stone unturned in titillating Barry in the restaurant, making everyone horny and lusting for her in the dessert joint and ultimately bringing Barry home with us.
Here we were on the verge of encountering our first threesome. Something we had never thought would even happen. It was close to four in the morning but there was no trace of sleep or fatigue in us. Our minds were focussed on what lay ahead. Our first threesome of many to follow.
Ironically, up till now neither Angela nor Barry had touched each other sexually. As she knelt in front of his huge dick, she was contemplating her next move. Even though she desperately wanted to have it within the confines of her pussy, she wanted to give him a night he would remember for the rest of his life.
On her knees and her eyes fixated on his hardened dick, she asked Barry, ‘What do you want me to do first with you?’
Barry was not sure. He wanted to be sucked. But he also wanted to fuck her pussy. He was sexually elated ever since he saw her being finger fucked by me and then banana fucked. The vivid images of him slipping the ever-shortening banana being inserted into her pussy, sexually tormenting him.
As he was not sure of what he wanted, he told her, ‘Angela, I am confused. I just want to fuck you, but both of you know better than me. I leave it upon both of you.’
Angela was still on her knees and she looked in my direction for help. I shook my head sideways, not knowing what to say. Her eyes were pleading and imploring me.
I shrugged my shoulders and said, ‘Honey, I know only about my own…’
Angela cut me off abruptly saying, ‘Honey, I got it.’
When we started living together while still in university Angela had compelled me to share with her my experience of losing my virginity. I had lost my virginity to a woman who was fifteen years older to me.
Angela was in a similar scenario with Barry. She was older than Barry, though the difference was not like it was between me and my initiator. But she remembered the details vividly. So was she going to act on it? I would find out very soon!
Her fingers wound around his ankles and slowly started moving upwards over his legs, feeling the muscles of his calf, going up again, feeling the inside of his thighs as he involuntarily flexed his muscles in anticipation as her fingers neared his balls. Her fingers changed course to move around his waist, feeling the contours of his backside even as his huge dick menacingly swayed sensually in front of her face.
His dick head moist with precum, just a centimetre away from her moist lips. Her fingers felt her way around the rounds of his backside, slowly coming back to the front of him seeking his balls. Her fingertips softly feeling his balls, checking out their size.
Her fingers were moving upwards towards his dick, tracing around the base of his shaft. Barry was rapturous with anticipation of what was coming. His eyes were locked on Angela’s face, trying to anticipate her next move on him.
Her hands moved outwards and caught his waist and she hoisted herself upwards, making sure her body slithered upwards against his body. As she rose ever so slowly, her nipples pushed ever so softly against his thighs, his huge dick waded between her heavenly cleavage, momentarily stuck between her breasts and rising along with them and slowly getting entrapped vertically pointed between their bodies as she arose higher to her full height.
Her breasts were by now rubbing hard against his chest. Her arms were around his back in a firm embrace, while he stood in a trance, his arms by his side and his huge dick stuck between them with his dick head perched just below the soft curves of her cleavage, as he savoured the moments blissfully.
Her lips were kissing his chest. They were seeking his left nipple, her tongue flicking it with brisk strokes as her lips locked on it, slowly sucking it. Barry had his head thrown back now as he stood there, undoubtedly embraced by one of the sexiest women he would ever lay hands on during his entire life.
Her lips were now moving sideways, kissing all the way to his right nipple, kissing it and sucking it. Her arms were moving up again, going around his neck as her lips moved upward to his neck. Her lips kissing and feeling his strong body as her passion built up inside her.
Angela was standing on her toes as her face snuggled into his neck, her fingers playfully pinching his earlobes. Her naked body glued to his naked body. Her breasts squashed against his chest with his dick head pushing hard into her body below her heavenly vale. She could feel his chest pounding away against her breasts.
Turning her face upwards, she raised herself further to meet his lips with her lips. Her tongue slowly teasing the outline of his lips. Barry was still frozen in excitement, his arms hanging straight down by his sides. His lips unable to respond to her inviting lips.
Lowering her toes, Angela sensually started moving around him, still holding on to his naked body tightly, as her left breast squeezed around his right arm and trapping it between her breasts and his dick which was until now trapped between their bodies, sprung out and pointing straight out towards me.
She used her elbows to squeeze her breasts together and over his arm briefly. After a moment she continued moving around towards his back as her right breast squeezed past his arm, her nipple rubbing against his skin.
Her hard nipples with the full heavy breast pushed into him. She was now behind him, both breasts pressed hard against his muscular back, her nipples being pushed into his back, with her arms snaking around him.
She started kissing his shoulders and then moving on to kissing his spine, moving downwards, kissing all the way to the end of his spine. She knelt again, this time behind him as her hands felt his buttocks, her fingers exploring all around them.
It was amazing that she had not touched his dick so far other than just checking out its girth at the base of his dick. And Barry had not touched her anywhere with his hands. His lips had not opened in response to her kisses.
He stood transfixed. Unsure of his next move. Angela could sense his predicament. Still kneeling inches behind him, her hands were gripping him by his waist and turning him to face her. His buttock brushed against her face just as she started seeing the emergence of his huge erect dick, slowly moving towards her face.
As he continued turning his erect dick slapped her left cheek just as he completed his turn and came to a stop, his huge dick pressing against her left cheek. It was huge and as Angela moved closer towards his crotch, her left cheek rubbed and massaged the side of his dick.
By now I was on the floor on my back, my hands cupping her butt and lifting her a bit as I slid my head underneath and between her thighs. Obligingly, she opened her legs, her pussy lips exposed and wanting to be sucked again. My lips softly locked on to her pussy and my tongue ever so softly feeling the insides of her soaking wet pussy.
A slight moan escaped her lips as her cheeks rubbed harder against the side of his dick, turning to kiss the base of his big dick. Ecstatic and unable to think coherently, she had lost to her carnal desires. Her tongue licking its way around the base of his thick dick. Her cheek sensually rubbing against his hardness.
As she got underneath his dick, her lips could feel his balls suspended there, her chin pushing past them as her tongue tried to navigate around his dick’s base. Her cheek pressed hard against his bulging dick.
Both of us could now see his dick heave and pulsate in sheer ecstasy. A couple of drops of his pre-cum escaped his dick head and smeared her golden tresses as she rubbed her cheek against his dick.
My hands were moving up towards her breasts as she heaved above me. Her breathing was noticeably heavier. My hands cupped her breasts and I could feel the heat emanate from her hard nipples in my palms. She was scorching hot.
She convulsed to my pinching her nipples. I saw her lips opening up as she started to lick and kiss her way around his huge dick. Her tongue was licking the underside of his dick, her lips trying to give support to his convulsing dick.
Her hands were now moving from his waist. Her fingers gently fondling his balls and then upwards to take a firm grip around the base of his dick, steadying his huge dick as she licked its length. By now her slowly progressing tongue licking the underneath of his dick had reached his big mushroom shaped dick head. She looked upwards to see his eyes closed, relishing the sensual stimulation she was subjecting him to.