1. 13. Liv And Xanthe Always Get What They Want. Part 2 of 2


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    gorgeous,” she said. Liv took a puff, and shook her head as if she’d been clubbed. “Oh my,” she purred, narrowing her eyes at Xanthe, while absently handing it to me, “that is good.” She executed a graceful pirouette, her skirt spinning tantalisingly up into the air. The rest of that afternoon, after the first toke of Xanthe’s ‘cocktail’, only comes back to me in vivid, disconnected, flashbacks. Very frustrating, given this was to be the only threesome of my entire life. All I remember clearly is my first puff and laughing at the sensation of having my human heart replaced by that of a race-horse; and my cock by a length of scaffold. Then everything went supersaturated and hyper-real, jumping suddenly fast-forward or stretching out slow-mo. Not unlike two horny girls with a porno, actually. Then Liv started her dance with a dainty bow while she removed her knickers. And I have to say, if all ballets started that way, I would be a very cultured man. I passed the joint back to Xanthe, unable to take my eyes off my girlfriend, who was doing insanely flexible, pointy-toe high kicks, in front and behind her; waving her arms as if she really might take flight and rotating to show off her pert bottom and folds. Xanthe clapped and I growled and Liv sparkled, in her element at having an audience. Perfectly reflecting the music and reflected herself in the black mirror of the turned off TV, Liv spun, leapt and teased, as she artfully removed the rest of her clothes. It was oddly ...
    reassuring watching my girlfriend strip like this, alongside her best friend. Now I’d seen them together, it was clear there was no ‘relationship’ there to be jealous of. Not that I could see. Actually, if I was as beautiful as either of them I would want to lick the other too, if that makes any sense. As Sara said, when I confronted her about Guapa, “It’s an aesthetics thing.” It was even sweet that – given Liv and I were the couple in this threesome – Liv went out of her way to include Xanthe in our bubble. Even to the exclusion of me. And I was proud she considered me strong enough to cope with that. It would have been easy to feel excluded. Dumped even. More importantly, at that moment, our arousal was at least doubled through witnessing Liv’s sexiness vicariously as well as personally. Every time Liv did something I thought: ‘Yum’, then I saw it through Xanthe’s eyes and thought: “Double yum”, and then saw her seeing through my eyes, and on and on in a glorious resonant feedback. I think Xanthe felt the same because she swung one of her legs over my knee; opening herself toward my beautiful ballerina while passing me the joint. I toked and ran my knuckles up her inner thigh, just like she’s done to Liv. Xanthe tutted, grabbed my hand and shoved it between her legs. But even this seemed to be for Liv's enjoyment. I made a show of rubbing the podgy dampness and Xanthe squirmed, whether from pleasure or annoyance I couldn't really tell. Otherwise, Xanthe and I were silent, ...
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