She released the kiss and looked at me thoughtfully. I felt sexy sitting before her, breast out, with my back arched. She rested her soft hand on my right breast before her left hand followed. Cupping both breasts, she moistened her lips and lowered her mouth to them. I inhaled deeply before her lips even made contact with my hardened nipples. I watched her lips cover my flesh, sucking my dark nipples like they contained the oxygen necessary to breathe. She bit my nipples lightly. The moisture in my pussy sprouted up like the water fountains in Atlanta Water Gardens.
If this was why I had been bisexual, it definitely made sense.
Despite Shayaa’s claim that I had always been bisexual, the feeling I received from this sexy woman was completely new. I wanted her to put her hands between my legs as she sucked my tits, but I wasn’t demanding enough to tell her to.
Maybe I was bisexual. Maybe I secretly wanted a woman's touch. The rough fabric of her sleeve rolled up as I grazed my hand across it. Shayaa finally came back, drying his face with a towel. The clothes he had on while we were fooling around had been smoothed out.
“Y'all ready to go?” he asked.
Stuck in this woman's embrace, I found my voice and told him yes, although I really meant no. I had no idea where we were going, and I wanted to stay there, with her, feeling good.
• • •
A elegant, black, twelve-passenger limo was parked in the street outside our home, with a chauffeur in a black tuxedo standing beside the open door.
“Do I need to go change for wherever we going?” I asked before stepping in.
“You're good, babe,” the woman replied.
“Then why’d you rent a limo?”
“I always have a driver,” she said.
"She got money," I thought to myself.
Shayaa and I sat beside each other and when we were settled in, he said, “So you really don’t remember Sarai? I was just playing when I said I had met her at Underground Atlanta.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s fun! I didn’t really think you’d forget our girlfriend. She’s only been out of town for two weeks!”
“Our girlfriend?”
“We all been together for three years now,” Sarai said.
“Three years? All three of us in a relationship?”
“Well, no. You and Shayaa are married. I’m just a third. I come over whenever y'all want me, and tonight Shayaa wanted me.”
"We calling other bitches now?" I thought in my head.
There went the my heart again. It sped up as she moved from the couch across from us and sat between us, resting one hand on Shayaa’s thigh and the other on mine. “I love to touch pussy and dick at the same time.”
Since she had convinced me to leave my panties at home, it was easy for her to stick her middle finger into my pussy while gripping Lorenzo’s dick. Sarai was good with her hands, finger-fucking me in and out while jerking him up and down. We were both moaning from the sensations, winding our hips like dancehall reggae dancers. I was on the verge of coming, but my jealousy took over up when she started kissing Shayaa.
She sat in his lap, facing him. She lifted up her skirt and lowered her pussy on his now hard dick. She grinded on it, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. Shayaa lifted her shirt and bra and began to suck her tits.
“Join us,” she said.
I paused.
“Touch my pussy, Luna.”
Looking Shayaa in the eye, I placed my hand on Sarai’s stomach and slid it down until I felt freshly waxed pussy. When my fingers met her clit, she cried out, “Rub it! Rub my clit! Make me come!”
Shayaa pumped into her faster, feeling on her boobs and breathing hard. When the car stopped at a light, I pulled Sarai onto the other couch on top of me. I stuffed her titties in my mouth, then leaned up to kiss her, while she grinded her pussy on mine. Shayaa got up and squeezed her ass. Her eyes rolled back as he rammed into her. I grabbed her healthy ass, and we all moved together, moaning and fucking with body parts going everywhere. He pulled his dick out of her and rammed it in me while Sarai kissed my neck and thumbed my nipples.
I hadn’t remembered his dick ever feeling so good. I threw it back hard as Shayaa fucked me and Sarai sucked my nipples. Her fingers fumbled for my clit. My fingers reached for hers. I hoped the limo driver couldn't hear us because we were having a hell of a threesome.
We all came long before we got tho wherever we were going, all together, then falling asleep.
