Wine Makes Me Easy

18 01 2010

I had downed my third glass of wine and was taking my time on the fourth.

I don’t know what had gotten into me. We’d started off in the living room, then slowly made our way upstairs. Here I was sitting on their bed, laughing and smiling, leg touching hers as he told a joke. We’d been dancing around the subject for about an hour now, easing our nerves with glass after glass of wine. I could tell he was getting impatient at how shy she and I were acting.

There was a lull in the conversation and he seized the moment.

“You two should make out now,” I hid my face in my wine glass and glanced at her, smiling. She grinned right back and leaned in. As our lips met for the first time, I vaguely remember him grabbing the glasses from us. She and I attacked each other, the shyness hadn’t been an indicator of how much we wanted each other.

Hand wandered, and I felt a third pair join in, I smiled against her lips. My fingers snuck into her bra to pinch her nipple lightly. She moaned loudly and muttered against my lips about how good of a kisser I was. As we devoured each other’s mouths he stripped us of our clothing, placing kisses on any bit of skin he exposed.

She kissed down my body, teasing me, until  she slid her tongue over my clit. My hands reached down and threaded into her curly hair, holding her against me as I moaned. He came up behind her and kissed her neck.

“How does she taste?” he asked. She pulled back, her lips coated in my wetness and grinned at me, then her boy.


I pulled her back on top of me so I could kiss her again, tasting myself on her lips as my fingers found her dripping wet cunt. She moaned and twisted on top of me as I fucked her with my fingers.

I smiled to myself, no longer nervous about my impromptu decision to  join the two of them. This was going to be a night to remember…..

To Be Continued. Maybe.



2 responses

18 01 2010

So jealous! I want a go!

Also, please continue ;)


19 01 2010

Oh yeah, definitely continue this one… please!

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