1. Ménage à Trois - Chapter One


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: RachelHinds, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    How different it would be in contrast to her experiences with other men. She was very excited, she sensed she was going to experience something rather unique. They soon touched down at Newquay, then it was just a short train journey to Clive's hometown, and the end of the line, or the beginning of a whole new experience for them. “You’ve certainly got it all worked out. You seem to know where you’re going!” admired Sarah. “Well, I’m an old hand at this game,” lied Candice. Candice and Clive agreed that however they appeared, whatever they looked like, not to let on to Sarah that they’d only just met. So, they had to put up a front—as long lost lovers reuniting for another weekend of fun-filled erotic adventures. So it was, that the girls found themselves venturing ever nearer their goal. If anything, Candice thought, she would have her erstwhile chaperone in Sarah if she needed the extra support, not that Sarah would forgive her in the slightest if anything went wrong. Candice had this sudden realisation that she was putting everything on the line. She started to sweat profusely. The sweat could come in useful if she were under the covers having sex, but she was travelling like a speeding bullet toward her intended destination with fate. Sarah looked over at her and gave her a quizzical look, “You, okay?” “Oh, it’s nothing. I just can’t remember whether I’d locked up the shop or not,” she lied trying to divert a potentially embarrassing situation. “I know what you mean, I ...
    get in a mad panic like that sometimes myself. We do it so automatically, and we can’t remember.” “And what happens?” asked Candice knowing the distraction was successful. “When it happened the first half-a-dozen times I went back and checked.” “And?” “I’d always discover it locked. We do so many things on automatic pilot. I wouldn’t worry, I’m sure it's fine.” Distraction complete, and just in time as they pulled into the station. They were due to meet Clive at his flat. Thankfully there was a queue of taxis waiting as they walked out of the station. It was still early evening, all-the-more remarkable, considering they’d only left London mid-afternoon. They pulled into the courtyard of a very old majestic looking house. There was a date inscribed on the granite lintel above the door that read, "1676". Sarah looked nervous; Candice took her hand and gave it an affectionate squeeze. "Don't worry,” she said. Then Sarah gripped Candice even tighter replying, "I've never done anything like this before. Go gently with me.” Candice leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. She felt for Sarah; she wasn't exactly an ice cube herself, well she was if you extend the analogy to ‘she was dripping with anticipation between her legs’. It had been a good while without. The combination of taking it gently with Sarah, and spending a majority of her evenings online messaging Clive, meant she had had no time these past few months to have sex. Particularly in these past few days she had been ...
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