Seduced Into a Threesome By The Downstairs Neighbors


Jennifer had been doing great. Usually late, she was running ahead for a change. Ryan would be impressed when they met for dinner. She was mostly dressed, just her white silk blouse remained to be buttoned. Jennifer was finishing up her hair when the can of hairspray gave its last, weak hiss of life.
“Dammit,” she muttered to herself. She quickly weighed her options, buttoned her blouse, and ran to the apartment below theirs in stockinged feet.
Jennifer and Ryan had not been living in the upstairs apartment long, but they’d been downstairs to Mark and Paige’s several times for drinks. It seemed a friendship was beginning to form between the two couples.
Paige answered the door in an old burgundy sweatshirt, with the neck and sleeves cropped and loose shorts. But the baggy outfit did little to hide her lush curves.
“Hi, what’s up?” Paige asked. “C’mon in.”
“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Jennifer said. Paige closed the door behind her.
“Nothing important. I’ve been finding excuses to not workout for the last half an hour and I’m running out of them. Good thing you’re here.”
“Can I get a hit of hairspray? Mine just died.”
“You must be going somewhere fancy,” Paige replied, looking over her outfit. “You look amazing, Jen.”
“It’s our year anniversary of living together and we’re going out. Ryan isn’t given to romantic spontaneity, so I was hoping to inspire him.”
“That outfit should do it. If not, it’ll inspire someone.”
Jennifer grinned, hoping the tight black skirt and white top would similarly impress her boyfriend.
“Well, then come on back and let me do your hair for you.”
“You don’t have to do that. I just need a quick spray. I don’t want to be late. Don’t you need to get to your workout anyway?”
“Don’t be silly. Let me take care of you. I’ll make sure you’re irresistible.”
Jennifer protested, but Paige dragged her by the arm back to the bedroom. A small vanity was against the wall past the bed. Paige sat her down and flicked on the lights ringing the mirror. She began brushing out Jennifer’s auburn hair.
“Your hair is so pretty. I love the natural highlights.”
“I hate my hair. It never does what I want. That’s why I keep it on the shorter side.”
“It’s not so short,” Paige said, brushing it out to just reach Jennifer’s shoulders.
“Your hair is amazing, Paige. Guys love redheads. I bet you get attention everywhere you go.” Jennifer looked enviously back at Paige in the mirror. Paige’s flaming hair fell past her shoulders in perfect beachy waves. Jennifer thought her friend was just stunning, with sharp green eyes and high cheekbones.
“I’m not going to be humble, I know I look good, but it’s not like my hair is the first thing guys usually notice.”
Jennifer pointedly stared at her friend’s rack in the mirror. Paige’s sweatshirt was baggy, but those were impossible to hide. “Yeah, I’m jealous of those too.”
“You can have them,” Paige said, laughing. She leaned in, pressing her breasts into Jennifer’s shoulders.
Jennifer laughed too, but a bit uncomfortably. It felt good having those big orbs pressed into her shoulders — a little too good. It was like Paige was trying to massage her with her breasts.
Paige kept brushing out her hair and the long brushstrokes were so soothing. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the hypnotic sensation of the brush pulling smoothly through her hair. She’d always enjoyed it when her mother brushed her hair as a child. The activity had taken on a more erotic tone when she got older, even if it wasn’t a boyfriend brushing her hair. Jennifer stayed in the trance when Paige set the brush aside and began massaging her neck and shoulders. It was just an extension of those good vibes and warmth spread through her body.
Jennifer shivered and sighed when she felt hot breath on her neck. She didn’t clue in to what was happening until she felt Paige’s soft lips. She tried to rise out of the chair, but it felt so good that it only took gentle pressure on her shoulders to sit Jennifer back down.
“What are you doing, Paige?” Jennifer softly moaned.
“It feels good, doesn’t it? You don’t mind, do you Jen?” Paige pulled her hair aside and nibbled that sweet spot behind Jennifer’s ear.
Jennifer replied with another moan, and she tilted her head to give better access. It had been such a long time since she’d been with another woman. She missed the feeling and was ready to surrender to Paige.
Those were the only words the women needed. Paige sucked at her neck in earnest and Jennifer reached back to pull the woman closer. She twisted in the chair and engaged, slipping her tongue past Paige’s lips. Paige knelt in front of her, their kiss growing more passionate, and opened the buttons on Jennifer’s blouse. She swept the silk garment aside, kissing her way down Jennifer’s neck and chest, nipping at the soft, white of her breasts pushed up in the lacy white shelf bra. Jennifer was self-conscious about her small, boobs, but Paige lavished them with attention, making the pert, creamy swells tingle and throb. Paige cupped them, nuzzled them, bit her nipples through the bra, bit at exposed skin, and Jennifer pulled Paige closer to her, her growing cries echoing in the bedroom. Her nipples stood hard as rubies against the bra, begging to be freed, but Paige was content to torture them through the lace.
Jennifer struggled to pull Paige’s sweatshirt off. The redhead was braless underneath. She was forced to grope those huge tits at an awkward angle, pulling the pale pink nipples, because Paige was focused on Jennifer’s body and stayed close. Jennifer panted when Paige finally scooped her small breasts from their restraining cups and sucked first one, then the other almost completely into her mouth, mercilessly flicking the nipples with her tongue, rough teeth marring creamy skin.
“God,” Jennifer moaned, having to cling to Paige’s shoulders to keep from tumbling out of the chair.
Paige let her breast slip away, giving the nipple a last bite before sinking all the way to the floor. She inched the tight black skirt upward, and Jennifer lifted her ass off the chair, so the garment ended up bunched about her waist. Paige rubbed her cheek against Jennifer’s soft thigh highs. Her lips trailed across the expanse of pale thigh above the stockings before fastening to the white satin of Jennifer’s tiny panties. She sucked the fabric and pushed her tongue against it as hard as she could. Jennifer gripped the sides of the chair and ground her hips forward.
Quickly dispensing with the panties, Paige wasted little time before she spread the glistening lips of Jennifer’s neatly trimmed pussy and plunged her tongue inside. The brunette wailed when the tremors of her first orgasm rippled through her. Paige blew hot little breaths across her clit and slid a finger deep inside her creaming pussy. She added a second finger as Jennifer thrust onto her digits, grasping them tightly.
“Oh fuck…oh yes…” Jennifer cried, screwing herself harder onto Paige’s fingers. She saw stars when the redhead sucked her clit.
Paige teased that clit ceaselessly, making Jennifer think she might pass out. She wanted to move to the nearby bed where they could play properly, but Paige ruled her body. The surrender was so sweet.
“Not fair of you girls to start without me.”
Jennifer started when she heard the voice. She looked over to see Mark watching from the doorway. He came into the room and shed his jacket and tie. She knew she should stop this and conceal her body from Mark’s lustful eyes, but she was in thrall to Paige and stayed there, moaning and trembling. She helplessly watched Mark finish undressing.
Mark’s cock bobbed before him as she came over to join the women. He obviously liked the show. He was about average length — like her boyfriend — but impossibly thick. Jennifer stared at it and wondered how it would feel to be stretched open by that thing. He stood over her, his dick brushing her arm, and stared down with lust. He cupped one of her tits and rolled the nipple. Jennifer cried out.
“Damn, you really do have perfect little tits. Paige was right. Bet they’re sensitive too,” Mark commented. He kept rolling her nipple, sending pleasure pulsing right to her throbbing pussy.
“Uhn…yeah…” Jennifer whimpered.
Paige gave Jennifer’s sex a lip-smacking kiss and smiled up at her husband. “I was hoping you’d be home early enough to join the party, babe.”
“You should have texted me this was happening. I would have broken the land speed record.”
“Sorry, we started kissing and I got carried away. But you’re here now, babe.”
“Yes, I am. Damn, you’re beautiful, Jennifer. So sweet, I bet butter wouldn’t melt in that mouth,” he said, rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.
Jennifer stared up at him with lust-hooded eyes, moaning when Paige continued eating her pussy. She captured his thumb and sucked on it. Mark smiled down at her and nodded confident, like he was saying, I know you want it. He took his thumb away and replaced it with his cock. Her lips stretched wide around his thick, hot helmet. Jennifer bathed it with her tongue and started sucking when he pushed more into her hungry mouth.
“Oh damn, you know how to suck a cock, don’t you Jen? Aw, that’s good, Jen. Suck it just like that. C’mon, show me how much you can take.”
Mark cradled the back of her head and fed Jennifer his meat. She’d always been enthusiastic about sucking cock because she liked showing her men how much she wanted them. Jennifer was submissive like that. It wasn’t uncommon for her to come into the room while Ryan was watching TV, kneel in front of him, and start sucking. But Mark was the one enjoying her mouth right then. She’d probably blow Ryan later, meaning she’d have two cocks in her mouth in one night. Jennifer felt deliciously dirty.
Jennifer opened wider and sucked hard as Mark pushed it deeper and deeper. Her lips were stretched to bursting around his girth. Jennifer sucked the best she could, but it was difficult to concentrate when Paige was toying with her clit. The redhead kept her right on the edge, while her husband used Jennifer’s mouth. It was heaven. He pushed to the back of her throat and she made strangled noises, making Mark back off.
“That’s okay, Jen. You’re doing so good. Oh fuck, I might just come down that pretty throat of yours.”
Mark slowly fucked her mouth until she was drooling, but he didn’t give Jennifer her salty reward. His cock dripped with saliva when he pulled it from her mouth. He rubbed it across her lips and Jennifer wantonly chased it with her tongue, hoping to get him back in her mouth. She didn’t care that it made her look like a slut.
Paige slid away and Mark lifted the brunette and carried her to the bed. She lay in the center, breathing heavily. She watched Mark kiss his wife deeply and then whisper something to her. Paige nodded and shimmied out her shorts, while Mark freed Jennifer from her blouse and bra, leaving only the black skirt bunched at her waist and the thigh highs.
Mark and Paige each caressed and kissed a thigh while spreading Jennifer’s legs. Their lips met at her pussy, where they alternated making out and kissing that dripping fruit. Mark stayed down below, making the brunette come again with his tongue, while his wife slid up Jennifer’s body, sucking on her tits and kissing her. She loved tasting herself on Paige’s lips. Paige rolled to the side, and Mark took his place on top of Jennifer.
“You’re so tight, Jen. I’ll take it slow,” Mark cooed, pressing his blunt head past her entrance.
“Oh fuck…oh yeah…” Jennifer squealed, as he pushed forward and filled her.
Mark split her wide open, but the pain was transitory. The real feeling was being stuffed full. That thick cock touched her everywhere, igniting her. Jennifer didn’t want him to take it slow. She was a petite girl, but she loved a good pounding. If Mark was going to use her pussy, she wanted him to really use it. She locked her legs around his waist and urged him into her.
“Oh fuck…oh fuck…fuck me…”
“You’re a damn firecracker, Jen. Goddam!” Mark exclaimed, throwing his hips into her.
The couple began fucking in earnest, the wet sounds of their screwing mingling with his grunts and her moans. They were rutting like animals in heat. Paige slithered down beside them, rubbing her own pussy while she worked a hand between the couple to rub Jennifer’s clit.
“Ahh fuck…ahh fuck…” Jennifer cried.
Jennifer white-knuckled the bedsheets, holding on for dear life as she threw herself back at Mark’s pounding cock. The violence with which they fucked was frightening and exhilarating. Ryan was a good lover, but he never fucked her like this. She felt a pang thinking of her boyfriend, waiting for her at the restaurant, but Mark’s thick root demanded her attention. She could feel bad later. She wanted nothing more in the world right now than to screw herself onto the pounding meat, to have him drill her to the bed.
Mark growled and spiked into her one last time. His seed pulsed deep inside, and her pussy pulsed around him, instinctively drawing his essence into her. Jennifer wailed and came again, deeply satiated by the cock throbbing inside her and its sweet delivery. Mark finished filling her and rolled to the side, a panting, sweaty mess. Jennifer wanted to curl up into a ball and enjoy the orgasmic afterglow, but Paige was right there to take her husband’s place.
Paige buried her face between Jennifer’s thighs, tongue mining deeply for her husband’s cum. The redhead slurped away, keeping Jennifer’s orgasm going and giving her a second wind. Jennifer thought she was done, but this couple made her insatiable.
Jennifer twisted and reached for Paige and the redhead maneuvered her body on top of her. Jennifer could finally return all the pleasure she’d received. Paige lowered her smooth mound onto Jennifer’s face and the brunette licked her friend with gusto. She wanted to return all the pleasure Paige had given her. Jennifer buried her face in that pussy like she was in a pie-eating contest. Paige mashed her peach down onto Jennifer’s face, and the brunette slurped away.
“Yeah…yeah…eat my pussy…so good Jen…ohmygod…” Paige wailed, tearing her mouth from Jennifer’s pussy.
Paige recovered from her climax and peeled away from Jennifer. The brunette flipped around and snuggled into her friend, their limbs intertwined. Jennifer loved pressing into Paige’s warm softness. Mark joined them, and Jennifer lay snuggled contentedly between the couple. She only remembered her waiting boyfriend when the clouds of bliss receded from her brain.
“Oh shit. Ryan!” she exclaimed, rising up from between the couple.
Mark pulled Jennifer back down to the bed and kissed her. She eagerly sucked on his tongue and feeling his cock rising again to bump against her leg made her heart race. She knew she had to get to her boyfriend, but she wanted to stay with the couple. Paige joined in, massaging her breasts and teasing her nipples with featherlight touches. Jennifer moaned and surrendered to the couple once more.
“Call him and tell him you’re in the middle of something,” Mark said.
Jennifer grasped his cock and smiled. “Well, something has come up…”
