THE WONDER OF THE NUMBER THREE
Danielle rolled off of me slowly, the both of us panting, and still shuddering from our climaxes. She climbed wearily to her feet, and crossed the room to the small fan I had propped on my desk chair. She turned it on high and then proceeded back to the bed, where I was pulling myself up into a seated position against the headboard.
If you’d asked me three years ago if I’d ever thought I would be 69ing with a fellow cheerleader from high school, I probably would’ve laughed in your face. Back then I hadn’t even known I was attracted to girls, much less wanting to have sex with them. And of course, I’d been going out with Jackson for almost four years, and still was. But now that I was in my twenties, I’d grown a little more open-minded, and a lot more accepting of my wants and urges.
And Danielle was definitely one of them.
As she sauntered back towards me, I admired her body, studied the sweat that glistened on her richly tanned skin. She’d always been what I considered drop dead gorgeous — curvy hips and a flat stomach, with legs that went on for miles it seemed. She had a pair of the perkiest breasts I’d ever seen, big enough for me to feel like a baby when I was sucking on them. To complete her perfect body, she had a head of curly red hair that just barely brushed her shoulders, and bright green eyes.
“Rebecca?” She was asking me in a playful tone, hands on her hips and smirk on her face. “Earth to Becca.”
I grinned and held out my arms for her. She obliged without question, all but diving into bed with me, and as her lips closed around mine, I had to question why someone as hot as her had chosen me as her fuck buddy.
I was shorter, and my skin was more of a pasty white color. I had dark brown hair that was naturally straight and fell down to my shapely butt, and hazel eyes. I had always been the Plain Jane of the group, and I’d been the least popular cheerleader of course. I did have to admit that I liked my breasts — a size C46. On my petite body though, they looked even bigger.
“Are you sure Jackson isn’t coming home soon?” She asked me, climbing over me to straddle my hips.
I shook my head, ghosting my lips over one of her pink nipples. “Unless there’s some sort of accident at work, he doesn’t get home until five.”
She flashed me the perfect grin of hers, and leaned down to kiss me again. I reached up with both hands to cup her breasts, and I squeezed them almost experimentally, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples and causing her back to arch every now and then. As her mouth left a wet trail of kisses down my neck and onto my shoulder, I slipped a hand down her stomach, bringing it to the neatly-shaved triangle between her legs.
She was moaning before I’d even started playing with her clit, and I had to giggle at her as she rolled her hips forward, grinding against me. She leaned back slightly, and this gave me enough room to slide two fingers into her dripping pussy. That was one thing I loved about her, the fact that she could keep going and going. Jackson was impressive, but not *that* impressive.
Danielle’s head fell back as she let out a mewl, still grinding her waist forward. She reached with one hand to pinch at one of my nipples, then the other, making my breathing hitch in my throat.
“Use your whole hand,” she suddenly whimpered out.
There was no way I could deny that, and at first I slipped all four of my fingers in, and then I added my thumb. She gave a shrill groan, arching back slightly, and I found my hand buried in her snatch to the wrist. I leaned up to bite at her bottom lip, and I thrust my hand further into her until I was almost elbow deep in her.
And that’s when the bedroom door opened, and I could only stare, open-mouthed as Jackson appeared in the doorway, mid-sentence.
“…Accident at work, Robbie dropped…” His baritone voice trailed off, brown eyes widening as he caught sight of me and Danielle in the bed he’d paid for. “What the…?”
Danielle was much smarter than I was, that’s for sure. She smiled at him and batted her eyelashes at him, not bothering to move, while I whipped my hand out of her slick pussy.
“Hey Jack,” she said, using that sexy voice that never failed to make me wet. “Becca was telling me a few days ago that you’d once mentioned a threesome…?”
His head cocked some, and all he could was gape at us for a moment. I smiled at him, nodding.
“When I mentioned it, she slapped me across the face,” he finally said.
“Well I changed my mind,” I said quickly, sliding my legs out from underneath Danielle. I neared him quickly, and grabbed one of his tattoo-covered arms. “When I mentioned it to Dani, she said it wasn’t a bad idea. She kind of convinced me, you could say.”
“What d’ya say, Jack?” Danielle chirped from the bed.
“Well, that was pretty hot,” he admitted, and I saw the glint that entered his eyes. I reached up to play with his goatee, and nodded, encouraging him.
Instead of speaking again, he grabbed me roughly around the waist, and pulled me against him, crashing his mouth against mine. I knew he could taste Danielle’s juices on my lips from earlier, but he didn’t seem to mind as he started to push me back towards the bed. Danielle gave a laugh of sorts, sounding very triumphant, and he soon pushed me down beside her.
He gave me a little grin, before pulling off his tee shirt to expose his naturally broad-shoulders and barrel chest. Then he crossed his arms and licked his lips, no doubt liking the taste of Danielle, and he glanced between us.
“How do you want to start?” He asked.
“I think your girlfriend could eat me out some more,” Danielle said, “While you ram into her from behind.”
“I think I like that idea,” Jackson said with a short nod, before he grabbed me and rolled me onto my hands and knees.
I laughed, but crawled towards Danielle as she spread her legs, baring herself to me once more that day. She winked at me, and I flattened my torso against the bed, leaning down to press my lips affectionately to her slit. I felt a shudder go through her body, and the mattress sunk slightly as Jackson kneeled on it behind me.
As I flicked my tongue out and started to roll it over Danielle’s clit, I heard Jackson undo his pants. Seconds later, I could feel the head of his large cock pressing against my pussy, one of his hands around my body so that his fingers could tease me before he entered me.
He did what he loved to do — slammed into me without warning, and I couldn’t help but groan against Danielle’s mound as his dick completely buried itself in me. She writhed beneath me, yowling at the pleasure that came from the vibrations of my moan, and I heard Jackson give a throaty chuckle at us, before his hands grasped my hips.
He started thrusting into me quickly and deeply, shoving his thick cock as far as it would go, and pulling it out completely, creating both a painful and an enjoyable sensation. I couldn’t help but keep moaning as I nipped and sucked at Danielle’s clit, Jackson’s balls slapping against me as he entered.
He reached around with one hand to grab one of my tits, squeezing it roughly and pulling at my nipple, as he leaned forward to kiss and bite the back of my shoulders. I slid my arms under Danielle’s legs, grabbing them and holding them farther apart, as I moved my mouth down slightly. She wriggled and shuddered, saying my name on a breath before I started pushing my tongue into her slick cunt.
She arched her back and grabbed fistfuls of my hair, as if trying to pull me closer than I was, and I started licking at her pussy walls with each thrust of my tongue. She whimpered at me once more, sounding like a cat of sorts, and I moved one of my hands so that I could diddle her clit some more as I ate her.
Behind me, Jack
son’s thrusts had slowed, but he only pushed into me harder with each one, making me wince just slightly. He gave a little grunt on a particular
ly deep thrust, and I moaned into Danielle’s pussy.
Next thing I know, one of Jackson’s fingers was playing with my asshole, and it was driving me completely crazy. I pushed my hips back some, trying to get him to push it into me. He only laughed and pulled it away, teasing me. If Danielle hadn’t been holding my head and grinding against my face, I probably would’ve said something.
Suddenly, Jackson’s cock disappeared completely, but before I could get mad, his mouth replaced it. His tongue flicked out, and he started to lick at my soaking pussy, making me want to cum right then and there. I almost did, as Jackson had finally pushed his finger into my ass, lubed up with my own juices.
Danielle suddenly made a slight squeaking noise, and her back arched completely off of the mattress as she came, all but spraying me with her juices. Still holding my head she pulled me roughly up so that she could kiss me, and she lapped her own juices from my face, panting and saying my name in that way that made me know I’d pleased her.
I couldn’t quite concentrate on what she was saying though, as I felt my own orgasm approaching — I barely had time to say Jackson’s name before it exploded from me. Using his hands, he pulled my legs apart just a little bit more so he could get better access to slurp up my cum.
When my climax was completely over, I wasted no time in sliding to the floor to my knees, where Jackson had already stood. I crawled over to him and flashed him a little grin before wrapping my lips around the head of his leaking cock.
He groaned, grabbing my head with one hand, and as I started to suck on his dick, bobbing my head up and down, Danielle appeared next to me on her knees as well. She placed one of her hands on my lower back, the other on Jackson’s waist, and she leaned down to kiss at his balls. He started thrusting into my mouth, gagging me almost, and Danielle put those pretty lips of hers to work, sucking on his balls like a vacuum cleaner.
“Alright, alright,” he was suddenly saying as warning.
She and I backed off slightly, and as if reading each other’s minds, we both grabbed our own tits, pushing them up and jiggling them slightly as he started to stroke himself. A second or two later, he was grunting as his cum squirted out from his swollen cock, landing on top of Danielle’s and my breasts.
As he rode out his orgasm, squeezing his dick to make sure he’d gotten all of it out, Danielle and I glanced at each other with mirrored grins. We were thinking the same thing — we were going to have a lot of fun that night.
(My first story submitted here, let me know what you think. :])