1. Friends and Bedposts


    Date: 10/28/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: DanielWilson, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    to see her standing on my doorstep, crying, tears trickling down her cheeks. It developed, through deep sobs and hiccups, that Amelia was (as usual) having boy problems and needed to talk badly. She seemed to be quite upset, and there was nothing to be done but for Cara and I to invite her inside. We finally got her calmed down and talked through the whole story, and she started to feel better, but it simply wouldn’t do to shove her out the door. With a whisper in my ear, Cara instructed me to leave the candles lit and added an extra plate and glass of wine. Cara and I finally resumed our interrupted romantic dinner, now joined by an additional guest seated at the table. After our meal I left to use the restroom and field a telephone call. I stepped into the kitchen and pulled up short, as Cara and Amelia were passionately kissing and embracing. I had no idea what kicked this off, but on the other hand I saw no need to spoil a good thing once it was started, so I just sat back and enjoyed show. They went at it for a while, with their respective garments in increasing disorder and threatening to be discarded at any moment in a most promiscuous manner. Amelia’s nipples were prominently protruding from the front of her barely buttoned, tight sweater. Cara stood up, out of breath, flushed and glowing, and took Amelia’s hands, “I think we need to take this party to the bedroom.” I was suddenly glad that I had just purchased a brand new king sized bed. I lagged behind to turn ...
    the thermostat up, secure the house, and ensure that all the candles in the kitchen were blown out. Meanwhile, Amelia and Cara kept feeling each other up, necking and fondling, and they vanished down the candle lit hallway that led to our bedroom. I hastened to complete my domestic chores, to be rewarded with an extremely interesting trail of discarded female attire scattered down the hallway. Relishing the lacy garments scattered erotically across the floor, I snuffed the last candle in the hallway, throwing it into darkness, and stepped into our bedroom to be greeted by a most intriguing scene. The candles were lit in the bedroom, bathing it in a muted, fluttering orange glow. Amelia was on her back, Cara on top, naked and locked into a furious session of “69”. I got undressed and watched the two beautiful women, contrasting in every conceivable manner, MILF and sorority, freckles and tan lines, experience and enthusiasm, rounded and slender. Their hands were everywhere, wet slurping noises, damp kisses, gasps and sighs, whispered instructions, the sound of two bodies moving against each other. Amelia’s red hair cascaded below Cara’s hips, who suddenly started thrusting hard against the bed. When Cara arched her back up with her eyes shut and biting her lip, grinding her hips urgently against Amelia’s face, only to suddenly stop and harshly cry out, I knew she had just come. The girls rolled over, Amelia’s hair a red cascade over Cara’s crotch, and Amelia’s tight little ass ...