Two is Company But Three is Not a Crowd Chapters 1 & 2

Chapter 1

There are many sayings about patience. Patience is a virtue, Good things come to those who wait, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and things of that nature.

As you can imagine, someone offering even to try an FFM exerts a great deal of pressure on your patience. You want something like that to happen yesterday, but there was no rushing this potential erotic adventure.

Siobahn and I have a great deal of trust invested in each other. We are both comfortable with our situation, knowing it cannot advance past where we are. I guess it's easier because she knows that I go home to celibacy, so she doesn't see herself as second best. 

Although we are not jealous people, you have to consider if the dalliance plays out, how we will see each other as participants and beyond, but I am confident that the positives outweigh the negatives.

Siobahn had informed me that Sloane had arrived for her visit. She didn't elaborate as to what they had been discussing, other than they were catching up on lost time.  She invited me to her place for dinner and told me to come a bit early so that  Sloane and I could get to know each other.

I dressed casually in khakis and a blue oxford shirt and brought a bottle of Cabernet as well. Siobahn greeted me at the door, looking as lovely as always. I got a nice soft kiss as I entered.  

As I turned to enter the den, the first thing that caught my attention was a gorgeous view of Sloane's very tight posterior as she was leaning over the table to pick up her tablet. She is our age but looks a bit younger. Long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders, and she possessed the same body build as Siobahn except that her breasts were a bit larger. She was extremely fit as well.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Sloane," she said.

I reached out to shake her hand, but she took me by surprise and warmly embraced me. Her fragrance was intoxicating. 

"I've been anxious to meet you, Siobahn has told me so much about you I feel like I've known you for years." 

Whatever Siobahn said seemed to make her very comfortable with me, and the conversation was much smoother. We found we had a great deal in common. We both like sports and the same NFL team. All three were of the same political persuasion, which made for some lively banter as well. 

The conversation did take a turn when Sloane brought up the fact that I was married. She quickly explained that Siobahn had explained our situation. She was non-judgemental and was glad for Siobahn in that she had found a companion of sorts.

I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject. Siobahn told us that dinner was ready as we continued our conversation. She had prepared a sumptuous meal of roast lamb, asparagus, tossed salad, roasted potatoes, and freshly baked bread. 

As we ate, the conversations shifted between old school stories about the two of them to what Sloane had been doing. After Siobahn had married, the two had lost touch. Sloane had never married, she had some long-term relationships, but none ever seemed to move her to settle down. 

She became content with her single life, which allowed her to be independent and come and go as she pleased. I wondered if Siobahn had broached the subject of her proposal, but I wasn't going to ask. 

After a delicious fruit tart dessert, I offered to help with the dishes. Sloane asked if she could help, to which I agreed. I noticed that, at times, Sloane would brush up against me. I didn't think much of it at the time, but I was aware that she was braless. Was it innocent or intentional? 

The last thing I wanted to do was spoil this by making a wrong move. 

"Just ignore it," I said to myself. If anything was going to occur, it had to be on the women's terms, not mine.  

"I'm going upstairs to take a bath," Sloane said.

"Sure, Siobahn replied, you know where everything is. Take your time and relax. We'll find something to occupy us. Come down when you're through we'll watch a movie." 

"That was a great meal. You must have spent a great deal of time and effort on preparing it," I said

"Yes, I wanted to make it special I haven't seen her in such a long time," she replied. "Could you come upstairs for a minute? There is a problem with one of my curtain rods I need your help to fix it."

"Sure," I said.  

"You go on up. I'll be right behind you."

In my mind, I was expecting to find Sloane waiting, but it was not to be. I saw the issue with the rod and set up the stepladder to see what the repair required. Siobahn soon entered her room. The repair was simple. As I was standing on the ladder, I felt hands slowly sliding up my legs toward my crotch.

"Finished yet?" she purred.

"Stop. Sloane is in the bath. We'd better not start something we can't finish."

"Oh, don't worry, she takes super long baths and then takes forever in front of the mirror. I've been dying to be with you and can't wait any longer."

"I wonder if you'd mind coming with me into my bathroom?  I want to try something if you're up for it."

After her ladder stroking, I was already up, so I said, "Sure."

Upon entering the bathroom,  Siobahn asked me to take off my pants and underwear.  As I did so, I noticed that she had an electric trimmer, razor, and shaving cream on the vanity.

You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what she was going to ask.

"Would you mind if I shaved you?  She asked demurely.

"Not a bit.  I had done it once in hopes that my wife would have thought it erotic. She instead thought it was odd." I told her.

"Well, I think it would be very erotic and will add a new dimension to our intimacy."

She began with the electric trimmer, carefully and slowly removing the thick patch around my now very stiff erection. She then covered the area generously with shaving cream and began the process of removing the stubble.  My hard-on made it easy for her to shave the base and scrotum as nothing was hanging in the way.

Her ministrations made it difficult not to orgasm, but I fought off the urge.

I did take her hand and make her stroke a few times, but she declined, "No you'll have to wait a bit longer for that."

When she finished, she took a warm washcloth and gently cleaned the area. Then she generously applied some coconut oil. As you can imagine, this increased the desire to blow my load when she decided, as a tease, to give my hard-on a couple of strokes with the oil as well.

I could tell she was getting aroused as she was sporting a couple of prominent "pokies" through her sheer camisole.  While all of this transpired, I was oblivious to Sloane standing in the doorway.  She was wearing a matching camisole and had let down her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. It was tied loosely and revealed a tantalizing decolletage. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll leave you two alone," she said embarrassingly.

As she began to walk away, I couldn't help noticing her nipples were poking through her camisole. It was apparent that she liked what she had seen.  Was she enthralled with Siobahn, my stiffened appendage, or both?

"I'd better go talk to her," Siobahn said and left me sitting there. I so wanted to relieve myself and rub out a nice one. It wouldn't have taken me long, but I resisted. Something in the back of my mind said, "Wait."

I went into the bedroom and waited for Siobahn to return. My hardened appendage had returned to normal. I was daydreaming about a multitude of things when I heard soft conversation coming from the spare room. In my male mind, I figured that they had finished talking things over. I wanted to know if there was an upside to all of this.

I threw on a pair of boxers and went over to the spare bedroom. The door was ajar. I slowly pushed it open, and I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. Sitting on the bed were two beautiful women in a passionate embrace.

Both were kissing and holding each other closely. The tongue gymnastics I was witnessing soon helped me to regain my erection. It was the slowest, most intense kissing I've ever seen.  Both were slowly licking each other's lips and necks, biting ear lobes and sucking in tongues like a sensual act of cunnilingus.

I had never seen such passion, far from sloppy spit swapping. There was no other touching, just holding and kissing, slow, deliberate, and passionate. I love watching kissing as well as participating, and my full staff mast was proof of that. 

The two women were so enthralled with each other that I'm sure they had no idea I was standing there gaping at them. As I didn't want to spoil their moment, I took a seat in an easy chair and slowly stroked and watched, hoping that I wouldn't spray my distillate of love everywhere.

Siobahn and Sloane smiled at each other, stood up away from the bed, slowly dropped their camisoles to the floor, and walked towards me.  I was speechless at the visions before me. Siobahn looked sexy and sumptuous as always. Her dark hair resting on her shoulders, nipples reaching out from her perfect breasts. 

Sloane was a sight to behold as well. Long blonde hair reaching down just above her perfectly shaped breasts. My eyes became transfixed on her very puffy nipples. I have been a fan of puffies since I first saw them in a magazine of my youth.  I had never dated anyone with them but longed to caress, pinch, and kiss some forever. It seemed that now I may get that chance.

The junctions of both of their thighs were as smooth as silk. Would I get the chance to see how they would feel against my newly shaved surface?

Both women took me by the hand and led me to the bed. I was rock hard and thought I would cum at the slightest touch.  I was lying between two lovely naked treasures. Siobahn began kissing and nibbling my neck and ears. I then felt a tongue lightly licking my appendage up one side and down the other, stopping at the head gently sucking the corona. Sloane knew how to apply just the right amount of pressure to keep me from cumming.

As Sloane was performing her oral perfection, Siobahn was now sucking my nipples. My rigid organ was in such a state of arousal it hurt a bit from the stretching. I could endure that pain without a problem. My cock was as rigid as humanly possible.

Suddenly, both women stopped their ministrations, leaned across my body, and began kissing each other. Sloane began lightly stroking Siobahns breasts with her fingernails, tracing lightly over her nipples. She sighed as Sloane took Siobahn's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gently squeezed and pulled it.

I tentatively reached up and lightly touched Sloane's breast reveling in its softness and suppleness. I encircled the nipple with my fingers. It felt soft, yet the nipple tip was now stiff and poking out, begging for attention.

I love Siobahn's nipples, but these were new and different. The sensations of soft and hard so close were more than erotic.

Both women were making soft purring sounds as I could tell the three of us were in sync with each other. I knew there wasn't much more I could take of this when Sloane broke away from Siobahn and placed her nipple against my lips. I circled the puffiness and ever so gently bit the nipple. I was in mammary heaven!! 

Not to be outdone, Siobahn began to stroke my shaft ever so lightly. She knew I was on the edge of an epic explosion. 

"Why not let me take care of the first one," Sloane whispered to her.       

"Be my guest," Siobahn replied giddily.

 "The first one?"   I didn't have time to contemplate that because Sloane suddenly started to caress my aching stiffness, which was oozing precum like no tomorrow. 

Siobahn whispered, "pull down on the frenulum and watch what happens!"

As Sloane held the base of my cock with her left hand, she used her index finger to stroke that magic spot. Instantly I shot what seemed like jet streams all over Siobahn's tits and nipples. The sensation was so intense that I became light-headed as the feeling subsided.

As I lay there, I asked, "What did you mean by the first one?"

Both leaned forward and whispered together," Oh you're cumming more than once today."

I wasn't sure I was physically capable of more than one orgasm. I hadn't had multiples since college, and it usually takes me a while to recover. Little did I know what was in store for me.

Chapter 2

I lied on my side and watched as both women returned to very passionate kissing and nibbling each other's earlobes and necks. Sloane slowly pushed Siobahn back onto the bed and reached for the bottle of scented coconut oil on the bedside table. With Siobahn on her back, Sloane poured a generous amount in the small well above her navel. Then with both hands, spreading it over her thighs, down to her ankles, back up along her inner thighs, just grazing her essence.

 She then continued to her breasts. Sloane knew how sensitive the nipples were and paid a great deal of attention to them. She circled them with her palms, grazing over the tips. Siobahn gasped and reached up, pulled Sloane's head down to her mouth, and kissed her long and hard. Sloane pulled away and continued to massage her Siobahn's breasts and nipples. It was slow and very sensual.

Sliding her hands along the sides of the breasts then, palming the nipples. Siobahn's nipples were standing straight up, simply begging for attention. She would not be disappointed. Now Sloane began to lightly pull each one, letting them slide through her slippery fingers. She alternated between squeezing them between her thumb and forefinger, pulling them or both at the same time. Siobahn was writhing on the bed, trying in vain to reciprocate, but Sloane was having none of that.  She was in control. 

In the meantime, I hadn't noticed that I was now fully erect again. Sloane leaned toward me and purred, " I need you in me." Siobahn gave me a wink as if to say, "go for it." I positioned myself between Sloane's now widely spread legs. Siobahn placed her core right over Sloane's mouth.

I slowly guided my now rigid member into Sloane's creamy pool of moisture. Sloane's tongue was pleasuring Siobahn's inner lips as I continued to burrow into Sloane's depths. We could both minister to each of Sloane's lovely puffies as well. 

Siobahn leaned forward just enough to let Sloane concentrate on her very erect pink pearl. I knew that she wasn't far from cumming. Her breathing became ragged. She let go of Sloane's nipple and started pulling on her own.  Siobahn's legs began to tremble as she raked Sloane's face with her slit. Both her face and chest were flushed, her eyes closed in ecstasy. Suddenly through gasps, Siobahn stiffened and squirted all over Sloane's face and breasts. Now spent, she collapsed next to us. 

I continued to penetrate the buttery softness of Sloane's core, massaging her oil-coated nipples now mingled with Siobahn's love nectar. Her nub was unsheathed, and I would occasionally use my thumb to rub it.  Her shallow breathing and the arching her back off of the bed to take me deeper told me that orgasmic delight was not far off.

As I bore into the heart of her femininity, both hands softly pinching her nipples, Sloane arched up toward me, stiffened, and matched my thrusts with her own. She continued until she, too, collapsed onto her back.

Siobahn had been watching in awe and knew I had not finished. My erection was dripping with Sloane's essence as Siobahn reached over and pulled me to her. Straddling me,  she slowly lowered herself onto my slick manhood and brought both hands up to her breasts. 

I was not sure how much longer I could last as she rode me while I played with her rock-like chest cherries. I soon could feel the familiar surge and began increasing the pace.

"It's been so long since you've cum inside me just let yourself go," she whispered.

As she said it, I let loose for the second time, shooting my warm extract as far into her center as I could. The accompanying sensation was euphoric as we both collapsed into each other's arms.

Sloane looked over at us, smiled, and said, "  I've wanted to do that since college, and it was well worth the wait."  Is there a possibility for more where that came from??"

We eagerly replied, "Sure."