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Two guys, a girl and a saturday night...

Wow- what a way to have my morning coffee! Many thanks everyone!

Kowboy, you have exquisite taste.. :D So you wouldn't happen to be in any pics like that, eh?
 
babygrrl_702 said:
Wow- what a way to have my morning coffee! Many thanks everyone!

Kowboy, you have exquisite taste.. :D So you wouldn't happen to be in any pics like that, eh?
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Thank you :D Alas no I'm not in any pictures like this.
 
ok

so would you rather it be a 3some with friends you know or friends you meet just for sex....hmmm....and thoughts/sexperiences
 
True story..

It was a hot, breezy, summer Saturday evening, and I was at loose ends. Having spent the day with my family doing birthday stuff (I had just turned 22), I was up for a little excitement. So, after a long bath, I dressed in my best lingerie under tight blue jeans and a loose silk shirt and I headed down to the Lynnwood, a local dive.

There was an R&R blues band wailing away at their best 70's covers and the dance floor was packed. I strutted past the gauntlet of grubbies, perverts, Indians and desperately lonely guys that always hung out at the bar and plugged a few quarters into the pinball machine at the end. I had an agreement with the bartender there that he would keep a stool for me at that end of the bar and he would run interference if I ran into something I couldn't handle. Russ and I were buddies, but that's another story

SO – Saturday night and things are heating up – and it’s still early yet! I’m at the pinball machines in the back getting a contact high off the “smokers” outside the back door and feeling pretty good. Once I get into the “pinball wizard” mode, I can get pretty excitable, and I had just hit the multiball when I hip-checked someone passing by me with a couple of drinks, beer, by the aroma now steaming off the liquid I had now bathed in. I turned to find a really big blonde Viking-type fella looking really pissed off, someone whom I had noticed earlier as a possible prospect for the evening’s entertainment. I smile at him and open my eyes as wide as possible, and with a slightly submissive headtilt, thank him for the drink, but “I usually take my beer orally”. He’s still looking pissed-off – all 6-1/2 feet of him – and then he gets it. Whew! So he introduces himself, (Dave) and asks, “What else do you take that way?”

Well, I suppose I’ve heard worse pickups, and after all, I did start it…

I suggest that we sit down and talk about it. Dave is in town from Washington with his boat and crew. I’m introduced to Pierre, Bill and Truck. Pierre is a neat little dark-haired French (of course) dandy, ships cook, “and cock!” , sez he. Bill , the Captain, is an older, slim and distinguished-looking gent probably in his late fifties, who looks like he’s be more comfortable in a library than a ship. And Truck? Well, let’s just say he resembled the wrestler George “The Animal” Steele in all of the worst ways. Right down to the caveman dialect, though with this guy, it wasn’t an act. Not exactly clean, either, but not too offensive. I dance, banter, and do shooters with Dave and Pierre, chat with Bill about books, and every once in a while push Truck’s hand off my leg. He’s not really insistent about it, it’s more like he’s trying not to get caught, so I give him a smile when I do it an call him a bad boy, which he finds very funny.

Dave notices Truck trying to cop a feel and announces it to the table,, and Pierre rags him about it .Bill isn’t having any of that and shuts Pierre down, and Dave tries to make amends by getting on Pierre’s case about his cooking. I’m kind of upset for Truck myself, so I climb on to his lap and run his hand over the outlines of the garters and stockings I’m wearing underneath my jeans and whisper the description of them into his ear. Truck, looking kind of stunned, suddenly turns beet red, stands up and dumps me on the floor and he’s gone. Bill helps me up and explains that Truck doesn’t get out much, or a whole lot of attention that way, for that matter. Then Dave wants to know what I said to him, “That’s a secret,” I say, “I couldn’t possibly say it out loud..” . He grabs me and plunks me down on his lap.. So I tell him what I told Truck and he starts to laugh. “Well then – you’ve probably just given our bud the most sex he’s ever had in his life! Do ya think I could catch me some of that?” “I could be persuaded, but I’ll have to see what’s in store for me”. and I check him out – mmmm…built all over! Dave asks Bill if it’s OK to have company and Bill says fine. Truck has come back (looking noticeably more relaxed) and Dave says “Hey buddy – what say we put her in the hold and see what she catches, eh?”. Truck nod his head enthusiastically. “Whoa,” I say, “Hang on a minute. Exactly what am I getting myself into here? “ Dave says, “I hooked ya, so if you come back with us it’s only me that will be expecting anything. Anything else that happens is totally your choice. I have to warn ya, I am an exhibitionist - we might have an audience”. “That’s OK, I*m one too – I just need to know that you guys are cool and I’m not going to get hurt.” Bill pulls out a wad of cash. – “Why don’t you hand on to this – maybe that would make you feel more comfortable – or Dave can take you upstairs if you like.” No, you’ve got me wrong – this is a safety thing,, I’m not a hooker.” “No, I didn’t mean it that way,” says Bill, “Maybe you’ve got a friend here you can leave this with until you get back?” That’s a lot of money he’s just willing to hand over – what the heck, eh? I was feeling adventurous – Dave called a cab.

The dockyards….very spooky place, even with a full moon. I start to shiver, partially because of my wet shirt and partially because I’m starting to realize exactly what a dumb idea this could turn out to be. Bill notices and gives me his coat, and takes my arm. “I’ll take care of your blouse for you – and don’t worry, you’re perfectly safe with Dave and the other two. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to.”. We get to the boat and it’s half-submerged in one of those dry docks – there’s at least a three-foot gap in between the dock and the deck – nuh-uh – no way am I jumping that! I’m afraid of heights! Nor do I trust any one of them to carry me over – Dave’s a big guy, but reeling a little to much for me to trust him to carry me across. So Pierre jumps on to the deck and pulls some netting out of a locker – it’s good heavy stuff, and clean (! – maybe they’ve done this before???) – attaches it to the boom cranes and next thing I know, Dave has taken some rope from somewhere and starts tying me up! “If you’re going to be the catch, you’ve got to be trussed up right!” The rope’s soft and not too tight – OK, I’ll play then. The net comes over, Dave tosses me into it and I’m brought over to the deck onto a pile of rope. Bill and Truck disappear below, but Pierre’s still in the tower and Dave yells, “Hey look, I’ve caught a mermaid!” “You’d better make sure she’s properly clean before you bring her down in the hold” I do NOT like the sounds of this as I am still trussed up and covered in nets – sure enough, Dave’s bringing out a hose. SPLOOSH – at least the water’s warmish. “Now skin’er Dave!” calls out Pierre. Well, at least now I’m going to get out of this net! Or I could be wrong. It’s a fairly coarse net and Dave reaches through the holes and starts peeling off my jeans. “Not so fast – you might flip right out of there and back into the water if I don’t club you first –“ I shoot him a terrified look –“With this!” and he opens his fly, revealing his long, thick cock. He takes me right there, in the nets, brutally quick, but by that time I was quite excited with the apprehension, anticipation and excitement, knowing that Pierre is watching. I was wet and ready and came almost immediately. Like I said – I can be noisy..Dave smiles at this and sez, “So – still worried?” “Nope (pant pant).” “still up for a little fun?” “sure (pant) thing!” “Well then – let’s go below”. He untangles me from the net and throws me over his shoulder and down we go into the hold.

We get into the hold in a chorus of whistles - I enter ass-first in my now soaked shirt, white garters and stockings. Dave gives is a smack on the butt before putting me down on a small table that Bill, Pierre and Truck are sitting at. Dave asks if I’m Ok, and when I say I am, he then asks what kind of party I want. Booze, drugs, what I want, who I want… I say I’m really not into drugs, for the exception of a joint now and then, and the other ones make me pretty uncomfortable. Apparently they aren’t either, but, “We like to be prepared”. So I’m sitting there, soaking wet and half-naked and I’m a little nervous as they’re all looking at me. Not afraid, tho – I can see that all they want is fun. What the heck – I’m going for it! “OK,” I say, “You’ve landed your fish – now who’s hungry?” The guys cheer, except Truck, who’s looking a little puzzled.
Bill says, “Pierre - blowjobs all around!” Great – I guess I’ve had my fun for this evening. Like I said, I like giving, but if that was all there was to the rest of my night I was going to be a little disappointed. But why was he asking Pierre? Turns out I misunderstood. Pierre gets up and fiddles around in the galley and comes back with a tray full of shooters – something creamy with whipped cream on top. By this time I’ve had quite enough to drink and I decline, but Dave says, “Not for you!” and pushes me back so I’m lying on the table and Pierre places the shooters on my stomach. Pierre has one – no hands. Dave has one – so does Bill. I am getting extremely aroused being teased in this way but Truck hasn’t had one so I invite him to indulge as well. He looks at me like he can’t believe his luck (I told you he wasn’t exactly movie-star material) and then looks at the guys, as if for permission. They start egging him on. Pierre lights up a joint and shares it with me by taking a drag and then exhaling while kissing me. Finally Truck screws up his courage and reaches out to take one – “No hands, remember!” and he knocks it over while leaning over. “Now Truck,” says Bill, “You can’t just leave her all messed up like that- you’ll have to lick her clean.” Once again, Truck can’t believe this but then he starts licking my stomach. Licking my tummy with his big tongue. It’s obvious he hasn’t had much (if any) experience at this as I start to feel like an ice cream cone, but the other guys starts giving him directions. He finds his way down to my pussy and goes nuts – no style, but a great amount of enthusiasm – his tongue is very big and it’s rough. I can’t help myself – I start screaming in pleasure as I come, and come again, and again. As this is happening my shirt is removed and the other guys start caressing, licking, sucking and biting my head, neck and breasts. More liquor is poured on me as I “need more sauce”. and licked off.

By this time I’m a total mess and I ask if I can have a shower or something (I also need a break!) and Bill shows me the way, taking my arm just like I was some kind of dressed-up lady instead of practically naked and covered in booze. The shower is just off the “playroom” – about 10X10 that’s been tricked out with thick carpet, some futons and big pillows, a hammock and a fair sized leather chair, with a stereo and small fridge. “what a nice little room”, I say to Bill. He smiles, “l said we like to be prepared!”.. guess these fishermen like to live real well! He shows me where the towels are and leave me to it. There’s no door to the bathroom and as I’m showering I hear the guys come into the room. Bill tells Truck that he should get cleaned up too, “But little girlie’s in there!” “Come on in, Truck,” I call out, “I’ll help!” The other guys think this is a hoot and push him in. Bill tells him that he is to do exactly what I say and that I’ll be very nice to him if he does and Truck goes, “Really?” Poor guy, I guess he’s been turned down lots – he seems a little simple and I guess he’d been treated badly. I give him a big smile and say, “Sure thing Truck, but only if you’re good. You’re a big boy and you could hurt me if you’re not careful.” He looks shocked and says, “I ain’t never hurt no girly, no, not Truck, no way. I’m good!” “Well come on in then!”
Without further ado Truck rips off his clothes and gets in. Sheesh – this guy is a fuzzball (not that I mind that, actually) – hair everywhere except his head and holy cow! He’d put a horse to shame. He starts to grab me but I push him back and say, “hang on there stud..you have to get clean first..stay still and I’ll wash you. OK?” Truck freezes stock still – the only thing moving was his erect cock as it bobbed up and down to his heartbeat. I soap him up and down – all over, making sure I get every crack and cranny. He trembles violently when I massage his cock and while rinsing him off he yells, coming prodigiously. But he’s still hard! “Now you’ve gone and gotten all dirty again, Truck – I think you need a really good cleaning now!” He still hasn’t moved so I sink down to my knees and try to get as much of his cock in my mouth as possible. This isn’t really working – he’s really big and all I can get in is the head – so I content myself with licking it up and down, rubbing it all over my face and neck, and slapping my face with it. I love the feel of a nice heavy cock all around my face. I rub his balls and the backs of his legs, nuzzling him and he starts trembling again (so soon!). Still standing there like a rock (in more ways than one!) he bawls out, “I want hug now please!!!” How sweet – so I stand up, facing him. He reaches around my waist and hooks his hands under my cheeks and lifts me up as I grab onto his shoulders and give him a big squeeze, wrapping my legs around his waist. The head of his huge cock is right at my pussy lips – thank goodness I was all wet and slippery from previous excitement and I slowly slid on to him, while one of his hands slides down under my ass and the other across my back. Like that he charges with me on him out of the shower to the chair in the playroom . He sits down, still holding me, not thrusting, but almost crushing me he’s holding on so tight. His cock is throbbing and pulsing inside me and I can feel myself getting ready to explode again. Dave and Pierre are now naked and stand at either side of the chair, rubbing my back and grinding their cocks against me, Dave’s at my face and Pierre at my breast. Truck comes again with a roar, and as his hot come floods my pussy I come too, shaking helplessly and crying out the power, heat, size and strength of his ejaculation. Truck falls asleep (or passes out) still holding me so Dave and Pierre disengage me from Truck and help me down on to one of the futons on the floor. Bill is still clothed as he sits down at my head, and explains that he’s married and won’t actually fuck me but will watch while Dave and Pierre do, if that’s OK with me. I’m pretty dazed and just nod, grinning goofily. Dave and Pierre lie down on either side of me and massage me until I stop trembling, all the while with Bill talking to me about what they were going to do to me and how was Truck and how grateful he was that I had been so kind to him. The guys’ massaging turned to kissing and nibbling and I felt myself getting ready again. They helped me up and laid me over the hammock, the webbing supporting me under my stomach, and stood in front of me, presenting their erections for my inspection. Pierre was a little on the smaller side, and since he hadn’t had any attention from me as of yet I started with him, easily taking him down my throat. Pierre starts swearing in French and puts one hand around the back of my head, fucking my face and moaning while Dave slaps my face with his cock. Pierre pulls out and goes around behind me, burying his face in my ass. I give Dave head, getting more in than I expect as Pierre’s manipulation of my other end is getting me ready AGAIN! They switch places again, but Dave is now ramming his cock into my pussy and the swinging of the hammock is ramming Pierre’s cock down my throat – and then the inevitable – me, Pierre, me, Dave, and me again as Dave does..
That was it at that point – I was done. I was invited to sleep the rest of the night (morning by that time) in the hammock and they would put me in a taxi when I woke up. Bill, Dave and Pierre left for their own bunks, leaving me there in the hammock and Truck out on the chair. I passed out for a few hours. When I woke, it was still earlyish and I wasn’t going to wake any of the others, but Truck was still there, sleeping I noticed he had one of those morning hard-ons – and there wasn’t any way I was going to waste that, even though I was somewhat sore..i carefully climbed on top of him and had him inside me before he woke up. Mmmm – I just love a hug first thing in the morning…..

I wannnnit!~
 
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