TITLE    : June's Fantasy Threesome
STORYID  : junes-fantasy-threesome_2006
SUMMARY  : A wild weekend starts with a show in the bar.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2006-01-23
CATEGORY : exhibitionist-voyeur
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When I got to the bar I was early, but June and Tina were already there waiting to meet me. As I considered what their early arrival might mean about their eagerness, I was self-conscious of my walk. How did I appear to her as they watched me approach? They had selected a booth in a back corner of the bar and the possible implications of that rolled through me as well. When I saw Tina sitting next to June my hopes dimmed somewhat, but not much. The entire meeting was about me meeting Tina and the three of us taking advantage of being away from our spouses to enjoy pure sexual bliss &#x2013; or as much of it as we could find together.



I hoped that my nervousness didn't show as I approached them. With the exception of our first meeting &#x2013; at a business conference when we were both pretty drunk - all of my contacts with June before tonight had been via email and phone calls, and, though we'd exchanged numerous pictures of ourselves, I was still slightly insecure. Pictures are one thing, while live and in the flesh can be completely different. I was looking forward to it being all the better!



As I got to the table, she stood and gave me a warm hug, pressing her nicely proportioned chest against me and then introducing Tina. Before tonight, I'd only seen pictures of June's delicious looking friend, but I was pretty sure I'd see even more of her as the next few days progressed. June was a picture of sexual beauty, fit but with a definite woman's figure. Her blouse fit her snuggly without looking trashy and her skirt stretched just below the top of the table: short, but not TOO short. When she sat back down, I made a point of sitting close to her, my mind recalling the conversation about how she enjoyed going out wearing short skirts and no panties. Due to our many repeated sexually oriented emails and phone calls, I was sure that I would find out about her undergarments before the night was through. Tina sat on the other side of me and I was delighted to find myself sandwiched between these two beautiful creatures.



We ordered a beer for me and more drinks for them because none of us had ever done anything like this before and we all needed the artificial courage. As we waited for our drinks we chatted and flirted. We were immediately charged with sexual energy as our hands almost simultaneously fell to each other's close thigh. At one point, our eyes met and our joking ceased and I knew we were experiencing something much more intense than just another casual sexual encounter. It was a moment that I experienced separately with each of the women, but since they both had a hand on my legs, and I on theirs, the sexual energy was only sparking twice as strong.



Looking into June's eyes, I brushed a few stray hairs back behind her ear, completely baring her silky neck. I just couldn't resist leaning into her, gently kissing the soft curve just below her ear. The moan of pleasure that escaped her made it obvious that she enjoyed that kiss, so I pursued it further. I could feel her arms around me; her hands feeling and caressing everywhere she could reach. With one arm circled around her waist to hold her close, my other moved cautiously to her closest naked thigh, there to lightly caress what felt to me like the softest and smoothest skin I'd ever felt. I could feel Tina watching us, and even though both my hands were on June, Tina's hand never left my leg &#x2013; in fact, I felt it begin to rub higher and higher on my thigh. The frustration was exquisite.



The movement of June's thigh pushing toward mine was barely perceptible, but made its offer clear in conjunction with her moans and her exploring hands. Trusting in our mutual desires, I caressed the top and then inside of her thigh, feeling like I was pushing my luck as my roaming hand rubbed farther up between her spreading legs.



Surprise shot through me like a jolt of electricity as my hand came in contact with the steaming heat of her sex. True to her statements, no panties barred the way. Very gently, as her moans grew in my ear, I ran my fingers over her closely trimmed pubic thatch, immediately feeling her thighs push as far apart as her skirt would allow. A small memory in the back of my mind reminded me that Tina was wearing a skirt as well, and I wondered if she was similarly clad underneath &#x2013; in other words, wearing nothing at all.



Suddenly aware of where we were, I pulled my lips from the deliciousness of June's neck to look around. Was anyone watching? Did we really care? She was looking around just as I was and we realized that in this loud, crowded and rowdy bar, we could be fucking and no one would care, if they even noticed. When our eyes met again, we saw that thought reflected through the mirrors to our souls. Tina's soft voice said, "Don't stop... You know she wants to do this." Her statement only served to reinforce what I knew about June's exhibitionist fantasy and I determined right then to make it come true.



Moving in unison, I sat back and pulled June over to straddle my lap, facing out into the bar. As her hips sat back and down against me, I held onto her skirt, pulling it up to her waist, fully baring her body from the hips down as she ground her pelvis down against the bulge that pulsed in my crotch. It occurred to me that, since there was no table cloth, anyone who looked our way would plainly see my sensual lady's wet and spread sex. I took from her moans that the very idea turned her on all the more. Tina's hands continued to move over us, touching and caressing whatever became available and convenient.



With one hand reaching up June's shirt to tweak and roll an erect nipple, my other hand found its way back between her spread thighs. There, my fingers delved into the wetness flowing from within her swollen pussy lips. I had to wait for a second for Tina to pull her fingers away, and the reality that Tina had just been finger-fucking June made my cock jump. As June's own hands reach back and down to free my aching cock from its confines, my lips once again found the saltiness of her neck, and two of my fingers plunged knuckle deep into the wet recesses of her womanhood. As I moved my fingers with a steady rhythm in and out of her wetness, she managed to open my pants. Working together as best we could, as our mutual passions built, I wriggled and she squirmed until my pants were down to the middle of my thighs and my stiff shaft was standing straight and proud behind her. I felt Tina's hand on my length for just a moment... squeezing it, stroking it, taking the measure of it so that she'd know exactly what she had to look forward to at some point later that night.



As June rose above me once again, I removed my fingers from her silky moisture, feeling her hand grasping my length to guide me as her weight lowered back down. I wondered if she could feel my hardness pulsing in her hand as my heart pounded. Very carefully my lover brought her wet pussy down against my cock, not engulfing me but instead spreading her wetness onto my shaft. The swollen knob of my cockhead rubbed up and down the length of her swollen wet slit, and I could feel it bouncing off of Tina's fingers as they steadily rubbed June's buzzing clit.



When I was sure I could take it no longer, I felt June move up again, rubbing my cockhead back and forth against her pinkness &#x2013; up her slit until my swollen knob was pushed hard across the erect tingling bundle of her clit, fighting for space there against Tina's fast moving fingers. That contact pushed us past all point of control &#x2013; and within moments she had my hardness lined up at the dripping opening of her sex.



With my hands on her hips I slowly pushed her down, impaling her onto my length, not in a rush, but loving every agonizing inch of friction as we joined. I pushed and she relaxed until she had taken me fully within her; until her stretched open lips were nestling my swollen balls. June and I both moaned, but the surprise at the moment was how loud Tina moaned too. She had her fingers split and was basically holding June's pussy lips open around my shaft as we joined, her touch adding to the pleasure of June's moist heat as it engulfed me.



As June leaned back against me, my arms encircled her and my mouth returned to her neck. As I kissed, nibbled and sucked her tender flesh, I felt her hips begin to rotate and pump, and I had to hold her down, assuring her we were in no hurry and reminding her of where we were. Through a low moan I heard her whisper hoarsely that she couldn't control herself and that she needed to feel me pumping inside her. To add her own thoughts, Tina's hoarse voice whispered, "Just fuck her. Ignore the bar."



I needed to be pumping inside her just as badly as she needed to feel it, but I was also lost in the feeling of her sex as her muscles clenched and milked me. Trying to hold her still, I moved my hips beneath her, reaching a hand up her shirt to once again pinch and pull a hard nipple. The sensation set her off and I immediately became aware of her body tightening against me: her thighs, her ass, her arms, her stomach &#x2013; all of her. And as her pussy spasmed around me, my own orgasm overtook my soul. As my cock began to pulse, I pushed her down hard, feeling her push her pussy down as well, both of us insuring that I was buried to the limit of my length and the depths of her sex. Hot thick ropes of cum jetted from within me, splattering the seething clutching walls of her pussy, both of us lost in oblivion, completely unaware of the waitress delivering our drinks to our table. Even Tina paid little attention to the female server, instead concentrating on the feeling of my cock as it pulsed and jumped, every thick glob of hot cum moving beneath her fingers before flowing in June's depths.



When our mutual orgasm had past and our moans returned to something similar to normal breathing, with our bodies still joined, our mouths met, open and exploring. My tongue stretched for hers, met it &#x2013; thrust into her just as my cock had. Time seemed to stand still as our tongues caressed each other, our passions never lowering at all, instead still growing. Tina's fingers caressing my drained ball sack and June's clit, didn't help us calm down.



Finally, we managed to separate ourselves, my lover sliding off my lap, reseating herself close beside me as we straightened our clothes. I noticed that not a bit of my cum dripped from within her and took this as a sign of how deeply into her I had climaxed. Could she feel the heat spreading within her? Did she enjoy the stickiness that would surely spread through her sex as the heat of our passion spread and abated? Would I get to deliver a similar load into Tina later? Would they give me the pleasure of watching as they sucked each other's cunts clean?



As soon as we were composed enough to walk hand-in-hand out of the bar, we did exactly that. I saw several men and women smiling at my new lover, my soon-to-be-new-lover and myself as we walked by, and realized that we had enjoyed more of an audience than we had realized. It occurred to me that the waitress may have spread the word as June and I were ending our union, but people had still enjoyed several moments of our passionate kissing to view us; our nakedness below the table; my cock as it still penetrated her; and her pussy as it still grasped my length. Even as much as you can read about magic threesomes, being in a bar and seeing two women pleasuring one man isn't a common occurrence.



Needless to say, since this was how our weekend together had begun, I was looking forward to the rest of it with great anticipation!

