I first met Julie in a pub while attending an after work celebration for a friend’s birthday. We were all pretty tanked up at the time when somehow we got on the discussion of who made better lovers – men or women. After nearly everyone had given their opinion, Julie finally spoke up. “I have had a number of lovers over the years but not one that has been able to truly satisfy me.” “It seems most men can last two, maybe three rounds, then they run out of steam.” “I can make love all night but have never met my match in a man.” “Some have brought me close to orgasm but none have really brought me over the top.”
“Well…,I blurted out, “None of that would be true if you had met me first.” My buddy Gary elbowed me discreetly and rolled his eyes as if to say “what in the world could you be thinking about to make a statement like that? But there was a method to my madness that I would not share with anyone else that night. You see, I am one of three identical triplets. My brothers Jason and Mike look just like me in every detail.
Julie laughed heartily, “Sounds like you might be calling my bluff Rick.” Do you really think you are up to it? I knew she meant nothing by it and from the way we had been looking each other over through the evening, come win or lose, we were both going to enjoy the trial. At six-foot two, two-hundred and five pounds I still had the build of a college athlete. Julie was about 5’7” maybe 110 pounds. She had near shoulder length blonde hair and piercing, mischievious brown eyes. Although her frame her rather slight, she had more than full breasts and a really great ass. As our friends’ interest in the conversation grew, we agreed to put off the bet until we could discuss it further over the phone at a later date. From the looks on their faces, our horny friends seemed extremely disappointed that they would never learn the outcome of the challenge between Julie and I.
The next day, I contacted each of my brothers who, still unmarried, couldn’t get to my place fast enough to take part in the little plot I was hatching. I emailed them a current photo of myself and asked that they try to match haircuts as close as possible. “For this to work,” I told them, “there must be no possibility that Julie could be able to detect any differences between us.”
I called Julie and told her I was ready for the big night. “Your place or mine,” she questioned. Naturally, for my brothers to participate in our staged lovemaking scheme, I would have to hide them throughout my two-bedroom apartment. Timing would be critical, as we didn’t want to trip over each other or, worse yet, chance having Julie spot us together at any time. “My place will be fine,” I replied. “Would you like to have dinner first? “No thanks,” she declined, “You have already succeeded with the wining and dining part – let’s just get right down to business.” I felt a stiffening in my pants as I digested her bold and lustful remark. “Okay by me, be over around nine.” “I’ll be there,” she shot back – “just don’t be too disappointed if you can’t do what some many others have failed to do.” With that she hung up abruptly and left me anticipating the evening.
My brothers arrived several hours before Julie the next evening and we rehearsed our strategy for rotating as partners with her that night. We scoped out all of the good hiding places in the apartment including the second bedroom closet, the utility room, pantry and extra bathroom. Once everyone knew the game plan, we all took our respective places in the apartment. I was scheduled to go first and would meet Julie at the door.
When the doorbell rang, I jumped off couch and ran to answer it. I opened the door and was especially pleased to see how delicious she looked. She wore a tight ribbed sweater that struggled unsuccessfully to contain her ample tits. Her jeans were also skin tight and highlighted her well-rounded ass and left little to the imagination. For a moment I thought, she is hot enough that I could possibly spend the whole night just doing her myself. But I decided to go ahead and stick with the game plan.
She came in and, sitting on the couch, patted the sofa pillow next to her beckoning me to sit beside her. As I did, she cozied up to me and ran her hand up my chest and gripping my chin, gave me an open-mouth kiss flicking her tongue in and out as she did. My hands found her waist and, as we kissed, I let them roam up to cup her breasts. The initial chemistry was overwhelming. We were both so ready, out clothes came off in a blur of sweaters, slacks, bra and shorts flying every which way.