HOW TO HAVE A THREESOME: PART 5

PART FIVE: CONTROL


I got up the next morning and walked Renee to her car before heading to work. The problem that was developing was that each time Renee tried one of these new crazy things with me, she thought I would just be with her from then on and leave Amanda alone for good.

She had a difficult time understanding that she still had a boyfriend and as long as that was the case, I would never just be with her. If she left him, I honestly probably would’ve dated her exclusively. I liked her and she was ridiculously hot but, there was still that problem. By the time I got to work, the glow of her company had worn off and I began to think about the way she used having sex with her boyfriend to make me jealous. I started to get a little angry and felt spiteful.

I texted Amanda that morning and asked her out for drinks that night. It was Friday night again and I figured we could get a buzz and give Renee another reason to be jealous. It occurred to me that I was thinking too much about Renee. I was intentionally trying to make her jealous. I was playing HER game instead of my own. It wouldn’t do…

That afternoon, Renee texted me to ask if I wanted to see her again that night. I almost knew that if I told her that I was going out for drinks with Amanda, she would probably go fuck her boyfriend Henry again to spite me… I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to lie. I needed to take control again.

I told her the truth and didn’t hear back from her for the rest of the day.


That night Amanda and I went back to The Turk to have a few beers. Of course after we’d had a few, she asked me about Renee. I told her that I was still seeing her, but that we still hadn’t had sex. She moved on to tell me that she was going on a date the next night with a guy from her new job. She said that if I was going to be seeing two people, why couldn’t she. I don’t think she was interested in him really. I think she wanted to see if I would react. I didn’t besides to say that it was cool and I hoped she had a good time.

What happened during the next twelve hours was completely amazing!

Amanda and I finished up at The Turk around 1:30AM and headed back home. Jamie and Jessica were sitting out back drinking beers when we arrived, so we sat out there and hung out for a while.

After an hour or so, Jamie and Jessica went inside, presumably to have sex, leaving Amanda and I alone. Amanda immediately got up and walked over to me. She put her hands on my knees and leaned in to kiss me. After a while, she leaned away and said very conversationally “So are you gonna take me upstairs and fuck me or what?”

I felt that little devil on my shoulder and I grinned back at her. My game. My way. I stood and pulled her close. “Why go up stairs?”

She gasped as I shoved her backward onto the picnic table.

I quickly reached up her skirt and grabbed her panties. I yanked them off in one motion, and put them in my pocket. She was looking at me in awe. Sometimes girls like it when you completely take control like that. I walked up the side of the picnic table to stand next to where her head was resting. Very decisively, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. She stared at it and was breathing hard and fast.

I reached down and grabbed the front of her skirt and pulled it up so I could see her naked pussy in the moonlight. Anyone could’ve seen us from any number of the windows that overlooked that little courtyard. I think that was what she liked about it.

I slid my palm over her tuft of black pubic hair and felt that her cunt was already saturated. I loved how wet she got. She moaned as I slipped my middle finger inside her. I took a step forward and hung my cock against her cheek.

She rolled her head to the side and drew me into her eager mouth. Rather than being gentle, I began to finger-fuck her wet pussy as she pulled my cock into her throat. I liked the idea of someone watching us, even if no one was. I loved the danger of it all. I reached down to the left strap of her purple top and pulled it over her shoulder. She moaned her approval, so I did the same with her other strap and yanked the front of her top down hard to expose her pale breasts. I pinched her nipples and fingered her cunt as she sucked my cock in the cool night air.

I finally pulled away and walked down to stand between her legs. My cock was coated with her saliva and her pussy was dripping wet, so when I eased forward, I slid into her effortlessly. She moaned as quietly as she could and I gently began to push into her in deep slow strokes.

I pulled the straps of her top down further and she wriggled her arms through the holes so that I could pull her top down further to expose her tits completely. They rippled as I bucked into her and she quietly moaned into the night.

After a few minutes I began to get that feeling, but I didn’t want it to end yet, so I stopped. I slipped out of her and took a step back, pulling her up by the wrist to stand in front of me. She seemed to like fucking out in the open and I began to wonder how much of an exhibitionist she might be. I took another step back and looked her in the eye. Her gaze read only intense lust. “I want you to take off all your clothes.” I smiled.

“Out here?” she asked in a nervous voice. I could tell that she wanted to, but she didn’t want to seem indecent. I decided to push further.

“Yes.” I said. “Start with your top.” She nervously reached down to the bunch around her waist and pulled it up and then over her head. She then placed it on the table and looked up at me pretending to be shyly embarrassed. “You’ve got a great body.” I said. “Now I want you to turn around and take off your skirt.” I whispered. “I want you to push it all the way down to your ankles without bending your knees.”

Amanda slowly turned around and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt. She pushed it down slowly exposing her ass to me. As she continued to push it down, she bent further and further until I could see her little pink asshole. She then stood and looked over her shoulder at me. “Okay… Now what?” She was enjoying our little role playing as much as I was.

I thought quickly. I wanted to push her harder. “Now, I want you to climb onto the picnic table and get on all fours.” She was naked except for her navy knee socks and baby-doll shoes. She stepped onto the bench seat and put her knee down on the table top. She then scooted to the center of the table and dropped down to place her palms below her.

“Like this?” she asked over her shoulder. She looked incredible.

“Just like that.” I whispered as I stepped closer to her. I began to walk around the table, examining her firm toned body. Her eyes followed me. I decided to push it further. She was already physically exposed. I wanted to expose her emotionally. “Do you like getting fucked?” I asked very calmly.

“Yes.” She moaned.

“Good.” I smiled. I walked past her face. My cock was still hanging out of my pants. “Not including me, how many guys have you fucked?” I questioned.

She stuck out her ass a little. “Eight.”

“How many different cocks have you sucked?” I asked as I stopped in front of her.

She looked down and stared for a moment at my cock. “I don’t know.” She said with mock embarrassment.

“You like sucking cock don’t you?” I asked, stepping closer to her.

“I guess so.” She blushed.

I walked around her and stopped at her side. I placed my palm on the small of her back and slid it down over her ass.