Monday Lunch

Whenever Shelby and I can devote a day or two to sex, I look back over our past experience and wonder if something new should be added to the repertoire.

Scanning my memory, I realized that we had thus far neglected to have a threesome with another man. This was an oversight on my part, given that serving up an extra helping of boy is the Chef’s Special on my menu of sex.

Sure, we have had sex with other men in a group setting, but that’s not quite the same as a good old-fashioned threesome.

In a group, any permutation of partners is subject to change, as a threesome morphs into a daisy chain, which gets clipped into component couples, which get swapped or stacked . . .

A threesome offers a more focused opportunity to see what two boys and a girl can do. I can tell you, I was hankering for some of those familiar favorites. Boy-girl-boy is my comfort food.

By chance, I got a call from Driti.

You may recall Driti: he was the nineteen-year-old that May and I picked up on our first weekend date. Now he’s twenty-one.

After that fine experience, I took on Driti as my first protégé. This meant that I took responsibility for advancing his sexual experiences, offering opportunities, advice and guidance. Which, in return, gets me off.

Driti and I worked well with threesomes. There was a good esprit des corps between us as we worked over the lucky girls who joined us.

He came over some evenings to hang out, watch porn and jerk off, generally sleeping over if the hour got late.

He’s straight, and pretty caught up in the machismo of his native Albania, but he’s into getting his dick sucked. He came quick and got hard fast, ready for more. I never seemed to find the bottom of that barrel.

But, in teaching him, I had to accept the limits of his potential. He just didn’t cotton to group sex when I invited him to the gatherings. No matter how many orgasms I gave him, he wasn’t going to be bisexual.

Eventually, I sent him into the world, far better than I found him, and moved on to another protégé.

I sent a photo of Driti to Shelby. What do you think? I related our history.

She liked. In the photo, Driti stands in my bedroom, wearing only jeans. His body is lean, smooth and well muscled. His handsome face beams with a smile, his short dark hair tousled with gel.

Driti was summoned for Monday at one.

Just before he was to arrive, I roused Shelby, still sleeping off the morning’s sex. She was cuddled nude under my duvet. “I’m awake,” she lied.

I met Driti at the door. We sat on the couch for a moment, catching up.

“So tell me more about this girl, Jefferson. Is she white, black? What is her nationality?”

“I think I told you, she’s American, a white girl . . . well, would you like to meet her?”

I lead him to the bedroom. He saw her stretched back on my pillows, eyes closed, hair splayed, a palm-sized breast exposed over the bedding.

“Damn bro, this girl is nice!”

I undressed and crawled into bed with her. “Shelby, honey, Driti is here.” She opened an eye. She looked at me, then over to Driti. He shyly raised a hand in greeting.

“Hey,” she said, opening her eyes. “There’s a person wearing clothes.”

Driti sat at the window. Shelby introduced herself, and they made small talk about schools, music and such. I bandied their conversation, toying with Shelby’s nipple.

“Why don’t you undress?” Shelby offered.

“Oh yeah?” Driti asked. “You are ready to be destroyed by two men?”

“You are very confident,” she countered.

“He has cause to be,” I assured her.

He undressed. He had trimmed his pubic hair and shaved his balls. His sizable cock was stiff, leaning in a curve that was familiar to me. We scooted over as he climbed under the covers.

I was sucking Shelby’s left breast. Driti’s finger traced an imaginary circle around her right breast. “This one is mine,” he smiled, licking it.

“Oh yes, I like this attention,” Shelby smiled. I kissed her. Our hands roamed her body, in gentle caresses. Driti learned well. We moved in tandem.

My finger told me she was very wet.

Shelby turned and sucked Driti’s cock, swallowing it deftly, showing off. “Damn,” he exclaimed.

“She’s good,” I concurred.

Shelby took his cock from her mouth and held it. “So,” she asked him, leering. “What do you want to do?”

He all but blushed. “I would like you to ride me.”

“I’m such a top today,” she joked. True; we’d been working this position that morning. He slid down on the bed. I unpacked a condom and rolled it on his cock. I lubed the two of them, fingering her clit and stroking him.

Shelby mounted Driti.

“Your body is like waves,” he told her, taking a nipple in his mouth.

“What does that mean?” she asked me.

“You are moving your body on his in this nice, undulating motion,” I said, taking my hand from my hard on to indicate a wave.

“Whatever, I’m just fucking,” Shelby laughed. “Which reminds me—what the fuck are you doing?”

Smart ass. I stood on the bed, my feet planted on either sied of Driti’s head. I took Shelby’s head in mine a pulled her to my cock. I began to give her face a good fucking.

Mouth off to me, will you? I’ll show you what that pie hole is for.

Driti was watching me go at Shelby, and he pounded her from below. Her moans were muffled by a mouth full of cock, but very much discernible.

When I had my fill of that, I tossed her head back, off me. Driti went at her harder. I stepped off the bed, and sheathed my cock.

I got onto the bed behind Shelby. Driti’s balls were bouncing as he fucked her. “What are you doing?” Shelby asked.

“You’ll see,” I replied. “Driti, stop a sec.” He complied.

I took the base of his cock in my right hand, holding him steady. With my left, I guided my cock against his, pushing slowly. My cock joined his inside Shelby’s pussy.

“Unh . . . “ she moaned.

“Damn,” Driti sighed. He began to thrust hard. I thrust in a counter rhythm.

I know that Shelby is a size queen who is aroused by feeling, as she puts it, “filled up.” Now, for the first time, she could feel two meaty cocks in her.

Double pussy penetration is hot. I could feel Driti’s ramrod cock pressing against mine, our balls banging together, drenching in Shelby juice. Her vagina contracted in pleasure, pulling us all together tightly.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her back and forth, fucking hard. She moaned through an orgasm. Driti was holding her ass. I lifted his hands out of the way and slapped her ass hard, firmly, repeatedly.

I wailed her red ass through more of her deep panting orgasms. Driti got the idea and gave her more slaps.

I pulled out, giving Driti’s cock unencumbered access to fuck her.

“You want to fuck me now? On top?” Shelby teased.

“Yeaaaahhh . . . ,” he moaned.

She dismounted him, She sat up. They both looked dazed. They sat on their knees, not moving.

Time for some direction.

“May I suggest a position?” I asked, cupping Shelby’s pretty face in my hands, kissing her lips.

“Unh unh.”

“I am going to lay down on the bed. You will sixty-nine me. And Driti, you will fuck her pussy from behind. You want to fuck her on your knees on the bed or standing on the floor?”

“You’re the boss, bro.”

“I recommend standing. You will get deeper thrusts. Okay Shelby, suck my cock and feed me some pussy.”

So many good combinations in a male-female-male threesome, but this ranks highest for me, from either the vantage I had assumed, or the one I had assigned to Driti. (I haven’t tried Shelby’s position, but I was sure she would like it.)

From my perspective, I would get a face full of watching him fuck her, as I sucked her clit and, now and then, his cock. My tongue could roam the realm of their fuck.

Nirvana for the bisexual oral enthusiast.

From Driti’s angle, he could alternate fucking pussy with fucking mouth, a fine treat for swordsman of the top variety.

We went at it with gusto. Driti fucked her hard as I devoured her clit, licking his shaft and hairless balls. His balls retracted as I sucked them, indicating his arousal. He watched intently from above.

“Shhlap her assth,” I reminded him as I licked her. He did as instructed.

Shelby gobbled my cock. She took me from her mouth to moan loudly through another orgasm, biting my hip. I put my cock back in her mouth, bending my knees so that my calves rested on the back of her neck, lowering her head to suck me, swallow me. I locked her into that position, deep throating me.

“Take those cocks, Shelby!” I commanded. “Harder, Driti!”

Driti pounded her, and took advantage of my mouth. He came as he fucked sweet Shelby’s sweet cunt, which dripped into my mouth.

He left to wash up. Shelby and I shifted positions to kiss. When he returned, I was fucking her again.

He dressed and we talked as I fucked her. He had to get off to class. He did find time, however, to call his best friend to boast about the hot girl he had fucked at Jefferson’s.

I showed him to the door. Shelby was hungry, so I made grilled cheese sandwiches just the way she likes them. Then we went back to bed and fucked.

The snow was still falling as sun set. And I realized that except for those moments when Shelby was asleep or eating, I had kept her full of cock all day long.

She needed it. She had gone two weeks without sex.

I needed it. There are times when I just can’t keep my dick out of this girl.