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Aimee, Jasmine and Me.

Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Romance, Teen Male / Teen Male, Threesome, Author: stex, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

what to make of that. I scooped her up in my arms, my best protective position. "But baby, aren't I enough for you?" "Yes, but you know there are some things I'd like to do." I did, she liked a lot of things. She moved my hand down to her box, she was sopping wet. "The idea turns me on sooo much." "Oh, … I'm going to have to think on this some. But for now, what do you want me to do about this?" I shoved a couple of fingers in her sopping wet pussy. — We made love then, but didn't mention the threesome again before it was time for Christmas break. We went our separate ways home, me to the Valley, Aimee to Alabama. Though we arranged that Aimee would leave home early and spend new years at my place. Earlier in the year, when I'd first told mom on the phone I'd fallen in love, she first asked "With what?" Obviously a little miscommunication there, "A girl of course. She's a black girl from Alabama." "That's nice dear, when are you bringing her home for dinner?" See, I told you that'd be her reaction. So now I knew the answer to that question was, it was for new years. Aimee flew out to LAX the weekend after Christmas. That gave us a week before we had to set out for Stanford. We got Aimee to my place and at some point mom took her aside and asked what sleeping arrangements she wanted. Aimee excitedly told me about it. I have the coolest mom in the world, she was asking if we wanted to sleep together. Most other people at college knew if they took home a girl, it'd be to ... separate beds. It was agreed that Aimee would have the guest bedroom, but wasn't expected to sleep in it. We slept in my room all week. That was much better than at college, we didn't have to worry about roommates all the time. I caught up with old friends, I introduced Aimee to most of them. Even that didn't put her off me. I talked to Jasmine (my old girlfriend) on the phone, we kinda both thought about going to Farrell's (the idea cream parlor) for old time sake. Aimee liked the idea, so on the Friday we met Jasmine at Farrell's. Looking back on that, this looks like a big rookie mistake, taking your current girlfriend to meet your former girlfriend. I was naive, I didn't think, I never even thought as far as thinking nothing bad would happen. Me and Jasmine hadn't seen each other since our ceremonial last night together when we decided it was best to split and go our separate way to college. The 400 miles between Stanford and UCLA was to much, we didn't have a long term future, but were still friends. We kept in touch, by email even back then, she had an account on the server in my bedroom, then she got an @UCLA.EDU address. We get to Farrell's and Jasmine's waiting for us, I, in my inimitable way swept her off her feet. I do that, I do that to Aimee, I did that to Jasmine, literally pick them up off their feet and kiss them. The girls like that I've found, like I said I'm a big dude. Then I realised I was kissing a girl in front of my girlfriend, this was not a smart move. I ...