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“I think I’ve got one,” Liz said, grinning without looking up from her phone, her thumbs moving as she typed. “Let me see,” I said, and she passed me the phone. His name was Aaron, and he had a square jaw, close cropped hair, muscles like a power lifter, and a huge tattoo all the way across his back and shoulders. 35 years old, 7 years older than me at the time and 12 years older than her. I quickly flipped through their conversation. After brief introductions, the conversation had fast turned into sexting, swapping nudes, which she had initiated, enthusiastically.

“You like this one?” I asked, passing the phone back. She bit her lip cutely and nodded her head. “Physically, he’s the most my type of anyone we’ve hooked up with together, and he has a breeding fetish…. Which I’m very much into.” My little slut. You wouldn’t guess it looking at her. “Too bad you have an IUD,” I said. She laughed and said, “no babies for me, I just like the role play, I don’t know why we’ve never done that. But he says he’s been tested recently, so I was thinking…”

“You want to go further with him?” She did. “When?” She shrugged. “Whenever I guess. I don’t see a reason to wait.”

“More like you don’t want to wait,” I teased, and looked at my phone to get the time. It was 2pm. “What is he up to today?” I asked. She looked up from her phone, thinking. “Today?” She said. “Really?”

“I don’t see a reason to wait,” I said, with mischievous intent obvious. She typed out another message to him. “He’s at work, and says he’s about an hour away from us. He could be here by 7?” “Perfect,” I said. “Set it up.”

We’d had group sex with others before, with anywhere from three to five people at a time, but I, often the more outgoing of the two of us, was usually the one setting it up. For a long time I had been encouraging her to strike out on her own and pick someone she wanted, this was her first time actually doing it, and I could tell she was excited. We both showered, straightened up the apartment a bit, time always seems to move slower when you are waiting for something, but soon it was 6:45 pm.

“He’s parking,” she said while typing on her phone. “Says he was speeding the whole way here.” She stood facing away from me, checking herself out in the mirror, her slim waist and big, round booty cheeks framed by the fabric of a tiny black thong, the same one she had worn in one of the pictures she sent him. She turned and faced me, her breasts bouncing as she adjusted the straps on a matching bra, muscles moving under the toned skin of her stomach. “I never get tired of looking at you,” I said. I said that to her often, yet every it still made her blush and smile like it was the first.

“Do you think I should greet him like this? Or wear some clothes?” She asked. “I don’t see a reason to put any on,” I replied. “It’s all just coming right back off.” Her shyness won out though, and she ended up putting on a pair of running shorts and crop top to meet him at the door. Her phone buzzed, she kissed me excitedly and ran down the stairs to let him in.

I heard his deep voice and her laughing at something he said as they came back up the stairs, they entered and she ducked her head a little sheepishly as she introduced us. His handshake was polite and firm, a little formal, but then he and I weren’t there for each other. She stood a little awkwardly off to the side as he and I made small talk, then he turned to look at her, his eyes now openly appraising her from head toe.

“Hey,” she said, grinning, as they moved closer and kissed for the first time. Her shyness was quickly gone. Her small arms wrapped around his much larger shoulders, one hand stroking the back of his head and the other feeling his chest and back muscles. His hands were big enough that they almost wrapped completely around her small waist, he slapped one of her ass cheeks and she let out a delighted yelp as both of his hands grabbed her cheeks hard, lifting her onto her toes. He groaned approvingly and slid his hands down into the waistband of her shorts to palm her bare ass, kissing her harder and leaning her back, so that she had to wrap her arms around his neck to keep balance.

She looked over at me briefly, checking in, I smiled and winked back at her, giving approval. I would have her all to myself later, I wanted her to enjoy herself for a bit before I got involved. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touches, stroking her hand gently down his chest, feeling the firmness of his stomach, and then lower, rubbing her palm between his legs, smiling at what she found there. He began pulling her shorts down and they broke their kiss, she reached down between them and began fumbling with the snap of his jeans, almost frantically, as if they were racing to strip each other. He won, her shorts hit the ground and he pulled his own shirt over his head, while she reached inside his unsnapped pants, both hands grabbing inside his underwear and stroking up and down impatiently.

He kissed her again hungrily, and hooked inside his waistband and pushed his jeans and underwear down. I saw her small hands wrapped around a thick, heavy cock, before she dropped to her knees and sucked him into her mouth, taking half of him in one go while he grew in her mouth.

She slowed down a bit now, warming him up. His heavy back muscles tensed and relaxed as she nuzzled under his balls with her mouth, taking them individually into her mouth. She looked so small under him, looking up and making eye contact as she gently nibbled the underside of his cock. He stroked her hair with one large hand, encouraging her, and she worked her way back to his tip and took him back into her mouth. She began bobbing her head back and forth, using her hand to stroke whatever of his shaft wouldn't fit in her mouth, massaging and fondling his balls with her other hand, just the way I had taught her to do to me.

He groaned, open mouthed, as he stared down at her. The hand he was using to stroke her hair now grabbed it, and wrapped it around his hand, using it to force her head down onto his cock. She stopped moving and tried to focus on the large head of cock in her throat, and breathe. He held her there, her hands ran up his thighs as she fought the impulse to pull away, and then she gagged, finally pulling back and leaving a trail of spit from her mouth to his wet cock.

He pulled her up and kissed her hard, all mouth and tongue, before grabbing her by the throat and pushing her roughly back onto the bed. She squealed delightedly as she fell, and wiggled backwards up the bed towards the pillows. She lay back, reclining languidly and stretching her hands up above her head and wiggling her hips invitingly. She looked as sexy as I had ever seen her, stretched out in her black lacy bra and thong set, biting her lip coyly and staring up at him as he climbed onto the bed and slowly, deliberately, crawled on top of her.

They kissed with hunger, hands touching and feeling everywhere, her small hands grasping and stroking him while her fingered her. He leaned back and pulled her panties down, she arched her back and shimmed her hips to help him pull them down her legs. He tossed them on the ground and sat back, looking at her little pussy as he stroked himself. He climbed back on top of her, and dipped a finger inside her, feeling her and how wet she was, then lined up the bare head of his heavy cock. He used it to play with her clit for a moment, she whimpered at the teasing touch, spreading her thighs wide and grabbing at his hips with her hands, trying to pull him in.

Her eyes squeezed shut and her head rolled back into the pillows as he pushed inside her. He groaned in relief, and sawed back and forth inside as he felt her lips grip him. She moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind his back and pulling him in. He quickly picked up his pace, growing impatient, fucking her roughly into the mattress, the wet slapping of their skin filled the room, her moans and his heavy breathing providing the harmony. “Fuck, you’re big,” She gasped breathlessly.

Watching his large body covering her small one was so incredibly erotic, his back muscles and hips flexed as he sat back on his heels and pulled her into him by her roughly, almost selfishly, using her body like a toy. Her mouth hung open in a wordless scream, the only sounds she seemed capable of making were breathless gasps and moans, her hands gripped and balled up the bedsheets, her breasts bouncing wildly in time with his thrusts. This was supposed to be a threesome, but they looked so sexy together that at this point all I wanted to do was watch, so I sat in a chair and stroked myself to the live sex show.

“I’m close.” He grunted. “You ready?”

Her eyes opened and she looked up at him, and nodded. “Yes,” she said. “Cum inside me. Cum in me.” He held her legs by her ankles and put her legs up on his shoulders, grabbed her by the waist and pinned her down as he drove his full weight into her, his whole body tensing and his eyes squeezed shut as he groaned, trying to push himself as deep into her pussy as he could. She looked up at him, smiling ecstatically, her hands feeling his taught forearms and biceps and savoring the look on his face as he pumped his orgasm into her. His hips pulled out, and jerked back in sharply with a loud wet slap, once, twice, three times, as he pushed the last of his cum in, before slowly pulling out and collapsing on the bed next to her, chest heaving and sweaty.

I climbed up on the bed with them, over on Liz’s other side, stroked her hair and kissed her gently. She had the familiar taste of sweat, and the unfamiliar taste of him on her lips. I loved it. After adjusting the air conditioning, we all relaxed on our bed and got to know this guy a little better. After swapping sexy stories for a bit, both his and ours, he grabbed Liz by the waist and pulled her butt back over to him, she gasped into my mouth and I made out with her while he fucked her from behind in a spooning position, until her filled her again. She fucked both of us one more time that evening, before he decided to take off and leave us to each other. Overall, he had only been with us about two hours, one of the shortest group sex sessions I’ve ever been a part of. We never saw him again.

-Fin