Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2020 12:33:50 +0100 From: Kachar Ricuchi Subject: Cindy, Laura & I: a threesome 20 XXXII I had rented a place on a ground floor with a yard in the town I had decided was to be my home to start my new life. I was only 18 at the time. This was to be my launch pad: I would start building from here. The suite was on the back of the building so it was a quiet but not too private space except on the patio under the upper floor balcony. I would have plenty of room to just be naked at home as I liked. Some high fences and thick bushes separated my yard from the neighbors but anything I did in the yard could be observed from the two upper floors. So there was a limit to my nakedness space. After a few weeks I had not seen many of my neighbors around in the hallway. I first became aware of voices and grunts rather than faces: the diverse voices of neighbors chatting on their balconies and the grunts late at night or in the early morning of love making or self-pleasuring that reverberated through the thin walls of these compounds; sure, there were also heads or hands banging on the walls ever so often. I became very familiar with the routine of the neighbor upstairs in particular. I could hardly tell if it was a male or female; no conversations came from upstairs but mostly grunts and short periods of strong steps. I could tell that my neighbor was into Yoga: the cadence of those steps reflected the rhythm of sun salutations, the flowing, energetic sequence of asanas quite central in Yoga practice. Sure, I also listened to the genre of music accompanying those sessions. As for the grunting, I could tell that he or she was extremely horny most of the time. My neighbor was a highly sexual person who made her personal ministrations something quite private: I never detected a partner (or partners) during the sessions I could hear. I would lie if I said that panting did not make me tingle all over. I did get horny and started my own sessions invited by his/her grunts. And in a sense trying to imagine what my neighbor really was, what organs she had at his/her disposal to create such corporal pleasure was quite a thrill. Cindy, Laura and I had our first threesome that very first night we met alone and it was wild. Laura and I filled Cindy front and back with our engorged cocks. And we did it the tough way: I, with my larger, longer cock, took Cindy from behind; Laura, with her slender, shorter one, had entered her from the front as she had started the lovemaking session. Indeed, I had not expected to get a request from Cindy to fill her asshole that night. Granted, the position in which we found ourselves was propitious: she was resting into me as Laura was taking her from the front, as I grabbed her whole body and my crotch was in close contact with her ass. As we were both inside her, Cindy went sucking our cocks front and back with her strong pelvic muscles. We were all three truly blended tightly together. And we came strong into her, filling her with our cum, which soon enough slowly left the depths of Cindy mixed with our heavy sweat. We rested just a bit. Cindy was in for more. Laura and I needed more. I imagined Cindy would not want any more anal sex. I was right, Laura would have to wait. I had really fucked her well on that side. Cindy was now on her back with her legs open, eyes closed, welcoming us for the new round. Now I wanted to get the same pleasure she had had; now I wanted to feel what Laura had enjoyed, the depths of Cindy's pussy (after I had enjoyed the depths of her ass). So I swiftly positioned myself over Cindy with my cock hard again and before the tip reached the entrance with her swollen labia I was asking Laura to take me from behind. I waited for Laura to be behind me before I started on Cindy. I wanted to all start together: Laura would slide her small cock into me (in a penetration we knew well) as I would slide my larger cock in the very wet depths of Cindy's pussy. As she started panting from the sensations of my cock, Cindy grabbed my tits and started teasing my nipples sending, as usual in me, jolts of pleasure throughout my body which somehow ended at the tip of my profoundly immersed cock. It only made me start pumping faster and faster. Laura was keeping up and stayed well inside me picking up the cadence of my movements.