Collecting From Janeen

Collecting From Janeen Collecting From Janeen

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Finally Janeen comes through with a threesome for me after sending Bridget to see me. But not the threesome I expected...

Summary

Finally Janeen comes through with a threesome for me after sending Bridget to see me. But not the threesome I expected...

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Submitted: November 11, 2016

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Collecting From Janeen

I had a very heated discussion with Janeen after being visited by teenage Bridget and then by Bridget’s mother, both visits having been because of Janeen. But as she had previously promised, she called me when she finally set up a threesome to pay me back for putting me into such a precarious situation.

Given our past history, I was surprised and somewhat pleased to learn that Janeen had broken her relationship with her recent boyfriend. Even though I have serious issues with long term commitment, her recent availability would lend possibilities to more adventures with her in the near future.

I walked down the sidewalk from my house to Janeen’s and there, in her driveway, was Bridget’s BMW. I was hoping that it meant that Bridget was just baby-sitting. Once inside, I found Janeen and Bridget sitting at the kitchen table, chatting warmly and drinking from coffee mugs.

“Have a seat, Ben,” invited Janeen, “We’re just having some friendly girl talk.”

I took the liberty of pouring a cup of coffee for myself and joined them at the table.

“I want to apologize for my Mother going to see you, Mr. J.; I’m sure it was very unpleasant for you,” Bridget said sincerely. (If she only knew.)

“I was disappointed that you told her what happened between us, but it’s all over now, so let’s just let it go,” I replied. “And you can call me Ben.”

“Thank you, Ben,” Bridget answered with a smile. She glanced at Janeen and then back at me. “But there’s one other thing I need to do to be prepared for the boys I date.”

Before I could respond, Janeen put her hand on my arm. “Ben, if she’s going to maintain her virginity, she needs to know how to get boys off without letting them fuck her.”

I could see where this was going and I tried to put a stop to it. “Now, wait a minute, I’ve already gone too far…”

Bridget interrupted me. “All I want to do is to get familiar with a guy’s cock, Mr. J., I mean, Ben, so I will know what to do when my boyfriends want to fool around.”

“Come on, Ben, I’ll entertain you while you let her satisfy her curiosity. What harm can it do?” Janeen insisted.

I looked at Bridget’s eager face, that sweet, pretty fucking teenage face. “I’ll let you do what you want but NO FUCKING!” I said.

“I promise, and I won’t even get undressed, just so you know I will keep my promise,” she said.

Needless to say that it didn’t require much more coaching for me to join them in Janeen’s bedroom. Once Janeen and I were undressed, they positioned me lying on my back on the bed with my legs dangling off the side of the bed. Bridget got on the floor between my legs and Janeen knelt over my head.

Bridget’s gentle touches almost tickled as she explored my cock and balls while Janeen played a little teasing game of “floating butterfly” over my face. When she finally settled her shaved slit down against my lips I returned the tease. I let her sit there and I kept my tongue in my mouth and did not do a thing. Foreplay had never been required between us.

“Come on, Ben, I know you want it,” she said with a giggle. Of course she was right. I cannot ignore a needy woman sitting on my face. Hell, I worship a needy woman who will sit on my face, and she knew it. We played the game that we both love so well. I extended my tongue and she fucked with her wet hole.

As Janeen was grinding down on my chin and I was enjoying the warm wet sensations on my tongue, I felt Bridget’s warm breath hovering over the tip of my erection. She took most of my shaft into her mouth, pulling her soft lips up the shaft and I moaned into Janeen’s flesh.

Most guys will admit that a slow, sensuous blow job is twice as effective as a harsh one, with or without an accompanying stroke. Bridget’s shyness was making my cock as hard as a steel rod. Her fingers curled softly around the shaft, moving slightly, barely squeezing as her mouth began to pay more attention to the tip. She could probably taste considerable precum by now.

Janeen and I had learned from each other and things progressed quickly for her as well. While I tried not to focus on the path Bridget was taking me, Janeen took advantage of her position and my tongue. I laid it against her clit and she did the rest, something that always takes me to the edge. She wiggled and moved as I lapped across her clit. Her juices seeped down my cheeks and I wanted to drink from her.

Janeen grabbed my head with both hands and squeezed her legs firmly against my head when she finally came, something else that takes me closer than I want to ejaculation. But Bridget’s tongue was licking the head of my cock as both her tiny hands gently and slowly stroked my shaft. When I came it flew straight up and back down onto her warm hands.

Instinctively she let my cum slip under her fingers and continued to stroke with the same slow rhythm. I heard her gasp when I came, “Oh my gosh!”

My body began to relax as Janeen slipped off me and moved down the bed. She whispered to Bridget as I lay with my eyes closed, enjoying the euphoria of a great climax. “Let me clean him up for you, Bridget,” she said.

For a long time I just lay there, enjoying the feel of Janeen’s mouth licking and sucking me clean. Then her mouth captured my cock and her expertise awakened my spirit. I had lost track of where Bridget was but I presumed she went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Then I felt the bed move and when I opened my eyes, naked Bridget was about to continue what Janeen had done. She seemed very sure of herself, slipping into place with her very wet pubic hair teasing my lips.

This time would be for real, to let her see what it is like to have control of her pleasure. I ran my tongue through her slit and across her clit. She smiled but remained still with her hands behind her on my chest. Reaching up with both hands I gently rubbed her small breasts. Her lips parted and I rubbed her nipples carefully.

Janeen had accomplished her goal and had me fully erect and ready again. She got off the bed and stood between my legs. Sitting back, she pulled my cock into her pussy and began to ride me reverse cowgirl. Her position put a different angle on her thrusts and it felt incredible. I decided to let her take it from me while I focused on Bridget.

Bridget was obviously enjoying this. When I felt how wet she was, dripping on my chin, I slipped my lips between her slit and sucked her wetly. She gasped out loud, her eyes glued to where my mouth was. Her nipples were as hard as little pink pebbles and I pinched them gently. Her pussy tasted so good that I hated to stop but I put my lips over her clit and began so suck, gently at first and then harder.

Bridget put her hands over mine and helped me squeeze her breasts as my lips and tongue attached her innocent clit. Her body began to quiver and shudder against my face as I felt her about to climax. “Oh, my gosh, I’m going to do it again!” she cried. I continued to suck her gently as she came, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth. What a beautiful picture it was.

Janeen was bouncing up and down on my cock and if she came, she didn’t say so, but she slammed down on me several times, her wet pussy slapping wetly at the base. Bridget giggled when I tried to tongue her pussy and she rolled off me onto her back on the bed. “That was amazing,” she sighed. “There’s nothing like it.”

Janeen extricated herself and climbed up onto the bed, sitting next to Bridget. “When you experience an orgasm with a boy inside you, you’ll find out what it’s really like to be a woman.”

“I feel like a woman already,” Bridget said, “And I won’t be so shy around boys anymore, thanks to the both of you.”

“My pleasure,” said Janeen.

“It’s been my pleasure, ladies, but I’m outta here,” I said, getting up and gathering up my clothes.

“Thanks, Mr. J.” said Bridget, “and in case you ever want sex with a virgin….”

I literally ran for the door as I heard Janeen and Bridget laughing hysterically behind me.

 


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