Dinner and a Threesome

After the rousing conversation the night before holly and paul were eager to have me over again. When our shifts at work ended we chatted for a bit and holly invited me back to their apartment where they made a delicious dinner and we ate and chatted a bit more..if anyone ever overheard one of our conversations they would swear we all had ADD as much as we jump from on topic to another completely unrelated one.

After we finished dinner we went into the bedroom, turned on the stereo, and continued our conversation. He laid her on her stomach, lifted her shirt to expose her back, and began to give her a massage. This was the perfect thing for him to do, as I love giving massages. I promptly unhooked her bra, grabbed the lotion, and began massaging it into her soft bare skin. He watched and helped and began looking bored so I removed his shirt and laid him down and began massaging his back. She soon sat up, removed her shirt and bra and was helping me massage him.

At some point in a previous conversation she had said something about her feet being a sensitive area and so I moved to them, worked the lotion in and began to play with her toes on my tongue, she laid back, squirmed, and moaned quietly while he fondled and sucked on her breasts. I then massaged his feet and sucked on his toes as well, which he said no one had ever done before, he thoroughly enjoyed it, twitching and letting out quiet gasps and sighs of delight.
Evidentally, now it was time for me to lose my clothing. They removed my shirt and bra and began massaging my back and breasts. I was now nice and relaxed and very wet. They took turns removing eachothers clothes and admiring eachother's nude bodies.
She and I are similarly built though she has slightly smaller hands and slightly larger breasts, at seeing this woman whom I perceive to be very attractive nude I gained more of an appreciation for my own naked body.

Having just come from work I had a clear plastic retainer in my tongue which I removed as it is pointed at one end and would not have been pleasant to soft sensitive skin I am sure. They both admitted to being sad since neither of them, though both were curious, had ever been with anyone with their tongue pierced.

Though she had her fair share of encounters kissing women, she had never been with a woman sexually before, and he had never witnessed two women together in person before either. These issues were the first to be addressed. She and I had only been kissing a few minutes when she began to kiss her way down my chest and stomach to my clit.

She said it was her first time but she seemed to know what she was doing. Maybe women really just have a superior knowledge of pleasing other women. Perhaps she was just going by what she likes..well..she and I have a lot in common. Though my favorite part was definitely having her fingers in me. First two, comfortably, but then three, more effectively was her thumb stroking my clit and her teeth tugging at the flesh of my inner thighs. Paul made himself comfortable when he found a suitable view and jerked off to the vision of his wife's beautiful cunt and her fingers and mouth on mine. He ate her with a passion which was more than hot to witness..he fingered her and caressed her clit in his mouth while I kissed her and tortured her nipples.

When it was my turn to play with her I sucked on my fingers for a little lubrication and gave her two of them, which seemed to be quite enough as she is fairly small, curved them upward and found her g-spot. I suppose this was new to her given her gasp and loud moaning. Not long after I began, she came. I really got off just listening to her scream, and so I just kept going. She is very inclined to multiple orgasms. She came again. This time louder. The third time her screams were muffled as he was feeding her his cock. Finally she gave the signal for me to stop, she could not take anymore. I did not want to overstimulate her and ruin her pleasure.

She really seemed to enjoy getting me off..she fingered me furiously and lapped away at my juices all the while lying on my breasts and stomach, biting my nipples. I thoroughly enjoyed having her on top of me..my first thought was "we need to buy this girl a strap on". She seemed to love the vantage point. Even if she didn't want to use it I'd love to..I've always wanted to fuck a woman. I want to have that control and be able to sit back and enjoy it..eating someone out or even fingering them requires a lot of effort and not always a great view of the facial expressions of the one you're pleasing. I want to give pleasure with every thrust and be able to enjoy watching her facial expressions and have uninhibited access to her tits and lips.
Around this point paul asked which I preferred, men or women. I thought this was a silly question to ask someone you were currently having a threesome with, as I assumed it was obvious, but I answered him as honestly as I could. "I'm equally attracted to both and equally enjoy sex with both, though I'd prefer a relationship with a man..women are just too emotional and complex to endure a relationship with."

The sun was rising and we were still having fun, once the cds ended and we saw that it was nearing 7am we decided to end our wonderful session. They went to sleep and I drove home to my very comfy, though empty, bed. Replaying what had just happened over and again in my mind.

Updates

I haven't been home much lately and haven't been able to sit down and give full updates on the fun and interesting things that have been going on lately but the posts are in progress..the details are a little sketchy now but I'll do my best to be as accurate as possible. Again, sorry for the delay.

New Friends

So much to update..hmm..where to begin. Let's start with work. Work has been going well lately, I have been pulling in decent amounts of money because I have been working quite a few hours, though my schoolwork has been suffering. A few weeks ago a new girl, holly, started at my place of employment, she looks very young and she seems to be shy as she is very quiet and soft spoken, I suppose one could say this appeals to my curiosity and compulsion for corruption. She is also very cute. With a nice feminine body, short wavy hair, and luscious lips, of course she had my attention when we began chatting at work. We would gossip about some of the other employees and the flaws in the management and the pain-in-the-ass customers and similar small talk between coworkers. We had not exchanged phone numbers or made plans to see eachother outside of work or gone into any detail about our respective lives. Sunday night on the drive home from jackie's party weekend, I received a call from laura, she was getting out of work around midnight and could we meet up at the diner in our hometown for some tea and a bite to eat. Of course we could, it would be great to catch up. This was the night I ran into holly and her husband paul. Now, not only was she not young as young as I had thought, but married as well. After laura left the three of us chatted until around 5:30am and exchanged numbers, as holly and I had agreed to switch shifts at work so I would be free to drive laura to visit her man..and perhaps join in on the fun, although holly was not let in on that tid bit, for all she knew I had a doctor's appointment.
Later that week we were chatting after work and she invited me back to their apartment, where I met paul again along with their puppy and their cat. They live in a small cluttered apartment in a neighboring town only about half a mile from where amy lives. The three of us, again, chatted the night away and somewhere around 3am decided that we needed a bite to eat so we headed to the diner, as it is open 24 hours, we ate and discussed just about everything there is to discuss and when the topic of valentine's day came up she had asked why I needed to switch shifts and so I told them. "I was driving laura to meet up with her man and another friend where there was an impending orgy, but unfortunately the other friend, meg, was made uncomfortable by my presence and so, very disappointedly, I had to leave and they had fun without me."
Upon hearing this paul's face lit up and he suggested we head back to their apartment. Wait, was I hearing this correctly? A married couple inviting me home for a threesome..how interesting.
Sadly, I had to turn them down seeing as I had a take-home exam due at 8am that I had yet to begin and by this point it was already 6am and I really needed to go finish the exam and go to class.
The three of us, all now prurient, went our separate ways, I to class and they to sleep, but there had been an understanding that perhaps sometime, something could happen.

Valentine's Day?

I completely forgot monday was valentine's day and I hardly did anything, I attended class and then took laura to meet up with her man. He was in town to lecture at a local university and since her car was out of commission she needed a ride and so being the good friend I am I offered to drive her, so maybe I had ulterior motives having heard the stories of their encounters and perhaps wanting to join in on the fun myself.

It was my first time meeting him and I was unsure how I felt about their realationship as he is a quite bit older, though I am not one to judge and my mind was open.

When we met he was dressed professionally and looked very handsome. We hugged hello. He was relatively laid back, rather suave*, and very comfortable company. I found it hard to believe we had just met and that we were not the same age, I quite understood her attraction to him. We fell into conversation easily, he was quick witted and charming. He won me over almost immediately.

We met up with meg and drove to her apartment, she made us dinner, we ate and chatted for a bit. I then said my farewells and bowed out. They celebrated valentine's day into the wee hours of the morning. I was a bit jealous. Though, perhaps, envious is a better term. And perhaps we'll meet again.

*Definition: Smoothly agreeable and courteous.

Gladly Poor

So, this past weekend was the party, friday night I worked and then drove up to stay with allan so I could already be there for saturday morning, as it was planned to leave early in the morning to go shopping with carlos. I arrived around 1:30am and was kept awake until around 4am at which time we went to sleep, he is one of the most uncomfortable people to sleep with, and so in a slightly irritable mood because I was exhausted getting, literally, No sleep, nothing happened. I woke up just about every half hour and finally couldn't take it any more and crawled out of bed around 7am to shower and leave to go shopping. I dressed and quietly gathered my things, I left him sleeping. I spent saturday shopping and ended up buying a pair of jeans for myself to wear to the party and I spent about $75 on the birthday girl. I returned to school to meet up with kim and maria who were also headed to the party and whom I would be spending saturday night with, assuming the party didn't last until the following day. We took turns showering and helping eachother primp, curling hair and applying makeup and such, then dressed and headed to the party. We met the birthday girl at her party, she looked amazing in a very short black halter dress and heels, we all hugged her set down our gifts and signed the guest book then made our way to the bar. Being a party thrown by a hispanic family, there was, of course, lots of food. We each made a plate and made ourselves comfortable at a table in the back corner of the restaurant by the dj. After eating we made our way to the dance floor and dragged the birthday girl and several cute guys onto the floor with us..we danced and drank well into the morning hours and after the party we chilled at a hotel for a bit, there was supposed to be a stripper but he got shy and the only thing he took off was his jacket, and so around 6am we left the hotel and made our way back to school to sleep. I don't remember my head even hitting the pillow before I was out cold. I woke up sometime in the afternoon, showered and gathered my things and took a friend to dinner then I made my trek home. Later sunday night I met a laura at the diner for tea after her shift, around midnight. We ordered some food and chatted until around 2am, at which time she went home. At some point before that holly, a girl I know from work arrived with her husband paul, both of which are very cute. I ended up chatting with them at the diner until 5:30am. We exchanged numbers and left. After another late night I passed out in my own comfy bed with no one to toss and turn or kick me. It was bliss. Overall it was a great weekend..just ask my poor bank account.

C'est La Vie

Things are finally going right in my life. I have a job which I like and am good at, and the pay ain't too shabby. I am doing well in my classes. I have great friends whom I love. To use the cliché, I'm single and loving it. I've been hitting the gym more often and feel great, body image-wise and health-wise. This is the current chapter of my life.

My friends and family, however, seem to be living in another story entirely.
I received a call this afternoon from amy, she informed me that her step-father was hospitalized today with congestive heart failure and would need four or five bypasses and with all the blockages in his good leg, the one that wasn't amputated at the knee, it may need to be amputated as well. Their entire family is hysterical because his condition is not looking promising.

Paige calls me with news that her most recent ex, whom she was completely head-over-heals for, cheated on her and that the entire relationship was built on lies. At first she was furious, now she's crying, we've been on the phone for almost three hours. I am happy to comfort her, though I have an 8am class and an exam tomorrow.

My dad has been in and out of the hospital several times in the past few months because of some liver and spleen, aka: alcohol related, issues and yet he refuses to end the behavior that is causing the problems, sometimes I really think he just wants to die.

My uncle was recently diagnosed with lymphoma, a type of cancer, and has been undergoing treatment with no improvement.

My grandmother has been in and out of the hospital with various age-related health issues.

My parents continually complain about their financial issues, yet somehow I don't know that going out to dinner and buying junk food and dvds counts as an effort to save money.

Adam seems to think that his life is completely meaningless unless he has a girlfriend and he is sinking deeper and deeper into depression.

These are all horrible things and I wish I could fix all of them but, as horrible as it sounds, I just want to get away from it all and enjoy that things are going well for me right now, things rarely go my way and now that they are I can't even sit back to enjoy them. None of this drama with my friends and family is new, it's always been there and I've always been there for them. I set aside my own issues to help them deal with theirs, but right now I don't have any and I just wish I could enjoy that for a few minutes. Instead I spend hours at a time on the phone trying to convince everyone that they are wonderful people and things will get better one day soon, by then I'm sure I'll have my own demons to deal with once again. But, such is life..right?

So Much for Sleep

A lot of good came of me bitching at the managers for only scheduling me one day last week because this week they have me working, not two or three mind you, but six days. The first two of which were nine hours each and the third was just shy of eight. Today was a day off and the next three days will be short four to five hour shifts. I have been, and am now, beyond exhausted but, concurrently, extremely content that I am making money, even if it is at the expense of a few hours of sleep. As if work weren't enough, this week also poses two exams.
On a happier note, jackie's birthday party is in just under two weeks and I now have a very cute top to wear to impress the date which I now have. The only thing left now is to buy a gift *bites nails*.