I've only agreed to having a threesome with one person.
I still remember the first time a guy mentioned the concept of a double blow job to me. At first, the term seemed obscure. Double blow job? Did that mean two givers, or did it mean two receivers? (The verdict: Both. But that's a different story entirely.) When he clarified—"no, like two girls sucking my cock at one time"—the act simply seemed gratuitous. It sounded like visual dynamite, in his defense: double the girls, double the sucking, but most of all, a previously nonexistent competition for his cock. What guy wouldn't want girls fighting for the last lick?
Poll any room of people anonymously, and 95 percent will tell you they've fantasized about having a threesome of some kind. More folks than you'd think have already had one. (You're looking at cubicle mate right now, aren't you?) There are a million ways to go about it—you could be the random third for an existing couple, or you could invite someone into bed with you and your partner. You could opt for a female/female/male affair, or instead shoot for a hot and heavy male/male/female. Hell, you could pick two friends at random and get something going. Any way you slice it, threesomes are undeniably sexy and exciting.
...Because then we'd spend the evenings putting our dick in Chastity Lynn, then Jada Stevens, then repeat.
It may seem a little unfair that they get to keep their clothes on whilst their male friend is made to strip down, but... we think once his dick is in their hands he'll feel pretty darn fair indeed.
There are the punks, the goths, the skaters, the preps, and the sodomy babes. It's just part of the vast dichotomy of teenage living.
There's really no shortage of poolside activities that take one to their happy place. Reading a book, sipping a lemonade, just basking in the sunlight -- it's all pretty stellar. But... if you have the opportunity to participate in a gorgeous threesome we'd say take it. It's the poolside trump card.
Not everyone who wants one is a good slave owner, ya know. There are certain essential facets of upkeep that, if neglected, result in a very unhappy slave. Some of that involves forced ass-fucking and pussy-eating. ...Simultaneously.
We keep telling ourselves not to go running around with those Russian bad girls, but somehow we keep finding ourselves back in cahoots with that Ivanka Sugar. She does all the things our mother told us not to... But what she don't know can't hurt her.
It might just be us, but the sheer gloriousness of this threesome makes us want to break into song. It's really just rife with material. There's doggy. There's cunnilingus. There's fingering. There are mighty babes. We could probably write an opera based on what it takes to get to this point of nirvana-style bliss. Or at least one rockin' musical number. Our falsetto is just fervent to get on up...
Welcome to a little lovepile, courtesy of the 1970s. We've got babes lickin' babes! Dudes bangin' butts! Babes bangin' themselves! And basically everything in between. But here's the catch: is it all a dream? We don't really care either way, because dreamland looks pretty darn real to us. And it's the kind of dream we really like.
We'd like to go to a naked pool party with Alexis Texas. That'd be great -- we'll bring the floaties! We're really cool with Alexis's guest of the day being Jayden Jaymes, though. You need nary a float around when their buoyant booties and lovely breasts join forces. And then they go down on your dick. Yeah, that's poppin' plenty quick.
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