Authors note:
This is part of the "A Man's Adventures" series. This, as all the other stories in this series, prior and forthcoming, are all at least partially true. The acts in these stories actually did take place, the names have been changed and the memories magnified. However, the places and acts described are actual events that have happened to me during my lifetime. The stories have no chronological order, instead are written as I recall and fantasize about my experiences.
If you enjoy reading this, or any other "A Man's Adventure" stories, your comments and reactions would be much appreciated.
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"God, I'd love to have a threesome. You, me and another girl..."
This was the phrase I heard the most during sex with Mollie. Sure. Every guys dream. Right? Well, yes, and no. Mollie wanted the threesome in the worst way. We fantasized about this happening for the entire three years we dated.
The fantasy was always the same and went something like this:
(Mollie) I want you to set it all up without me knowing. I want you to surprise me sometime by taking me to a hotel, blindfolding me and taking off all my clothes. It's not against my will, you know I want it, but I don't want to ever see the woman or know who it was. I want her to touch me, eat me, and let me do the same to her. I want you to fuck us both and I just want to hear, not watch.
Of course this fantasy suited me just fine. I think on some level she really wanted it to happen, but wasn't sure if she could do it or if I would set it up. When we talked about it, it always came back to "You know that's just a fantasy"... But when we were in the middle of hot, steamy sex, she'd beg for it and tell me how badly she wanted me to make this happen "No matter what I say when we're talking about it!"
Along the course of our years together, I owned a small business which had some employees. One of them, Holly, was the biggest slut you ever will know. Unfortunately, the only attractive thing about Holly was that she was willing to do ANYTHING with ANYONE ANYWHERE. I take it back. She also had nice tits. But that's where it ends. She was a big girl. Not fat. Solid. Thinking back I can't even tell you what made her ugly. But rest assured, this girl was hideously ugly. Of course the fact that she loved sex made all of the men who had her (me included) forget that she was ugly. None of us would ever admit to fucking her, but it was a known fact that all of us and countless others had.
Mollie had it in for Holly. She was convinced that I was fucking "that slut" and no matter what I said to her to convince her that I wasn't, she just wasn't buying it. So this went on for about 6 months. I was fucking Holly at the office, in her apartment, in her car, in my car, in hotels, wherever I could during the day. And going home at night to fuck Mollie, telling her that I'd never fuck "that hideous slut" because everyone else was and Mollie was all I needed to satisfy me.
Holly didn't have much to say about "The Bitch" either. I'd say that pretty much says it all. Holly and I took every opportunity to discreetly rub it in Mollie's face that I was getting some away from home. But, that's another story.
One afternoon while Holly was giving me the most incredible blow job, the phone rang. Wouldn't you know it was Mollie.
"Hey, baby! What's going on today?"
"Oh, not too much... Just the usual..."
"What're we doing this weekend... Anything special?"
"Maybe I found what you really want and we'll go to a hotel tonight" I teased.
The conversation went on, but the main idea was that she thought I was too chicken to do it. Of course, she also thought I was too chicken to have my cock in the office slut's mouth while I was on the phone.