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The lawn boy (bi-sexual threesome story / MMF)

Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Author: pure_lust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

REALLY cool actually. Cooler than my parents, for sure." I led him into the house, "Are you hungry? We've got a ton of Chinese here..." I said as we walked into the living room. I swept my hand over to the table. But he was looking at my wife's face, who had half-turned her body to look at him. "Hiii James," she said with a big grin. Her hair was down and fell casually around her shoulders. "Bummer about the weather, huh? But hey, you can hang out with us for a while. You don't have to go anywhere right away, do you?" James rubbed his palms against the sides of his pants, "Um, no." At that moment, there was no mistake about it. Not only did my wife have a crush on this young man, but he certainly was attracted enough to my wife that she'd made him adorably shy. It wasn't just that she was sitting on the couch in half-transparent underwear, though I'm sure that helped. She patted the seat beside her, "C'mon, sit down. We were watching this dumb movie." I guess I could have stopped it there at some point, could have told Cheryl to put on more clothes, or could have driven James straight home. But the way I saw it, it was my house, my wife, my money paying James. I had the upper hand, and something was happening differently than on all the other boring weekends. James sat on one side of Cheryl, exactly where she'd patted the couch, and I sat on her other side. He was staring at the bong on the table amid the clutter. My wife smiled at him, "Ya wanna hit it, baby? C'mon then." ... He nodded, and his eyes followed her swaying breasts as they pressed together between her arms, as she leaned over and prepped the bong. First James took a hit, then Cheryl, then James again, then myself...and so on. Cheryl stayed in charge, and we all smoked our fill. I noticed Cheryl's hand found its way to James's back, rubbing it as he inhaled. After that we all sat back and Cheryl put a tray of room-temperature Chinese food in James's lap. "C'mon, eat up." We watched the last fifteen minutes of the movie. When it ended, Cheryl sank into the couch more and smiled, "Mmm, here I am with two of the sweetest guys I know. My lovely, handsome husband, and cute James," she looked over at me, then at James. Her breasts rose and fell on her chest with each relaxed breath. "Do you have a girlfriend, James?" He shook his head, "Uh not at the moment. I mean, I like girls, sure, just don't have someone...right...now." He was nervous, but that didn't entirely cover his friendliness and enthusiasm. His eyes kept scanning up and down my wife's body as she leaned back beside him, her thin tight top, her hard nipples perfectly visible, the bottom bunched up so some of her bare stomach showed, and then her smooth legs and milky thighs. I had a hunch that I knew where Cheryl wanted this to go. I put a hand on her shoulder and rubbed it. I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "It's ok, if you wanna...you know. Help him out." Her eyes widened and she shot me an intense look, then sat up and ...