Housesitting 3-way pt. 1

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Housesitting 3-way pt. 1As soon as my car was on the freeway, I rolled my window down and reached toward the volume knob. The 11 AM California sun was perfectly kissing my face as the wind tussled my hair, and through my sunglasses I glanced occasionally at the crops and fields lining the road. My destination was an apartment about 40 miles away, where my friend Claire was housesitting for a work friend. She had texted a few nights ago and said that if I bring a bottle of bourbon, she would host and provide an additional, very secretive surprise. I was excited to spend the weekend out of town and would have gone either way, but I couldn’t help but to be confused and anxious about this additional element. Claire was a bit of a wild card, even if she had no visible tattoos or crazy hairstyles. She appeared as unassuming as can be; not too much makeup (if any), cute but socially acceptable wardrobe, and an average build that was firm, thin and pleasant. Maybe as some kind of physiological cosmic joke, there was one distinctive feature that could subconsciously clue one in to the fact that she was, as previously mentioned, a wild card – her nipples were always poking through her clothing. She wasn’t shy about it wither, because she had been living with permanently erect nipples all of her life. She joked about them and that helped ease the tension of periodically getting caught stealing glances. How could I not look?When I pulled up, I called her while still in my parked car to ask her help navigating the apartment complex.”Hey,” I said. “I just pulled in. Is it upstairs or ground floor?””You’re here? Cool, stay where you are. I’m coming out now.”I could hear music through the phone getting dimmer until she finally emerged into the parking lot. “Aaaaaah! Yaaay!” she yelped. The excited cry echoed through the phone right before we hung up. She was wearing a two piece, black with white polka dotted swimsuit. I emerged from the car, still smiling, and immediately got a little excited thinking of this big mystery surprise.”Come on in! You brought a swimsuit, right? We were just about to jump in!””We.” Oh, no! karşıyaka escort I thought. I thought it was just us. “I guess I should tell you now that the surprise is a bit of eye candy for us. Remember Kyle from high school? I invited him, too, because I know you always wanted to hook up. Surprise!”Kyle always had a girlfriend in high school, and I really wanted to play around with him back then. I was in a bit of a shock – never in a million years would I have thought I’d see him again. This is so awkward. Just like Claire to put me on the spot.”Uuuh, whoa. Serious? Ok…wow. I guess that’s cool…” I stammered. There was no backing out. I was 40 miles away from home.We made our way up the stairs, she in front of I, her little firm ass right at eye level. We entered the apartment, which was blaring music, and there he was, sitting on the couch in his boxer briefs. I couldn’t believe this. Claire plopped down onto the couch next to him, and it was at that moment I noticed that between Claire’s erect nipples and the obvious, and impressive bulge in Kyle’s underwear, I felt like a prude in my cutoff shorts and baggy sleeveless concert shirt.”Damn, Kyle, I would have never guessed!” I panicked, thinking that would be perceived as an observation rather than an acknowledgement of his presence. I fumbled, “I mean, um, I didn’t know you’d be here!”He replied, confident and comfortable, “Same! Claire told me she had a surprise, and then you walk in. Sorry that our reunion kicks off with me in my underwear!” He laughed. We all laughed. Good, I thought. This is good. He’s cool, I’m cool. No one’s nervous… I didn’t know we’d be swimming, but hey, these are just as good as swim trunks, right? Are you swimming too? We’re ready.” Claire looked at me, placed her hand on Kyle’s thigh and winked.I wasn’t ready at all. Sure, I was about to hop in and change for the pool, but my stomach was in knots. Here goes nothing…The pool was a great idea on Claire’s part. It broke the tension instantly and before long we were splashing each other, laughing and just as comfortable as we were 4 years ago, when we escort karşıyaka used to hang out periodically and do stupid high school things. When it was time to get out, Kyle got out first and I immediately stared right at his bulge, which was covered in soaked cotton and left very, very little to the imagination. He was obviously hard, and I immediately felt my pussy lips flush and tingle. I immediately went from wholesome giggles in the pool to plotting how I can get that thing inside of me.Claire got out next, and those hard nipples didn’t disappoint. The water trailed down her flat stomach in perfect glistening patterns, catching sparks of sunlight and making my mouth water. This was going to be a fun night. I got out of the pool then, feeling their eyes sneak around my wet body as I towelled off.”Hey Chloe!,” Claire shouted. Both Kyle and I looked. Claire was grinning big and looking right at me. She flipped her top up and let her tits fall out, basking in the sunlight as she gave them a little shake. They were perfect, full C cup breasts on her thin frame, with modest and dark areolas. Without thinking, I reached back and untied my top, flinging it at Kyle, who up until now had been cool and collected. At this current moment, he was grinning like an idiot and I could see his heart pounding through his naked chest. Claire and I laughed, and started running towards the stairs, with Kyle right behind. As we got closer, Claire dropped her top too and raced to the top of the stairs. As we chased her, she stood at the top and peeled off her bikini bottoms, exposing her well manicured and supple pussy. I stopped just short of the top of the stairs, Kyle right behind me. I pulled down my bottoms too, with Kyle’s face evenly leveled with my ass. I bent down and gently bumped his face with it, then gave Claire’s pussy a quick, playful and firm lick. It was tangy. We all were smiling big, and finished racing into the apartment.Once there, Claire immediately went for the shower, turned it on, and came out into the living room for Kyle and I. Kyle still had his boxer briefs on, and the girls were karşıyaka escort bayan all nude. No fair!Claire got a smirk on her face, sunk her index and middle fingers of her left hand into my pussy, and grabbed Kyle’s package with her right hand. She walked backwards, slowly, pulling Kyle and I toward the shower by our genitals. Once there, I got on my knees and reached for Kyle’s shorts. I worked them down, and when the wet clothing finally got low enough, Kyle’s 7 1/2 inch throbbing cock came springing out and bouncing in front of my mouth. Claire was in the shower washing the chlorine off of her body, and I started jacking off the fully loaded dick in front of me. I played with his balls, pressed on his taint, and spit into my hand. I was clasping the head of his cock with my slimy hand, making little tugging motions but not giving him the pleasure of a full, long stroke quite yet. He was silently staring up with his mouth open and breathing quickly.I got up, and Kyle and I moved into the shower with Claire. It wasn’t a large tub, so our bodies were pressed together with the room temperature water coming down onto us. I grabbed the bottle of body wash, held it high and squeezed the soap onto all of us with one hand and moving the shower head to the side with the other. I started moving my body around, lathering up Claire’s tits with my own, and Kyle’s dick with my ass. The sensation was intense; soapy, slippery tits, asses, cock, balls, hands, thighs, arms…Kyle slipped his dick into my pussy from behind, and I Claire played with my clit. I stuck my face into her boobs, rubbing her hard nipples across my pursed lips for a while before opening my mouth to flick them with my tongue. I was grinding my ass into Kyle, his balls slapping my clit and Claire’s hand. After a while, we switched positions – both Claire and I faci
ng Kyle. I grabbed the soap again and Claire and I started pawing at the stiff cock and huge balls. His dick was turning a darker shade of purple and flopping around our hands, slapping our wrists and forearms. Claire stared making out with him and I worked a soapy finger into each of their asses. I played lightly, pressing on Kyle’s prostate and the reverse wall of Clair’s pussy. His balls were resting on my wrist, and his dick was rhythmically bouncing up and down, the tip occasionally hitting my forearm.TO BE CONTINUED………

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