1. Triangle


    Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Females, Threesome, Author: Norton X, Rating: 87.7, Source: sexstories.com

    friend and added, "Not just for tonight, but for the rest of the nights I'm here. He deserves it for being such a great guy." "He does. He-" Trix stopped abruptly and looked slightly to away from Jana. Her eyes watered quickly and she wiped away a rolling tear. "He's such a lovable guy. I can't describe how much he means to me. I want to be perfect for him everyday." Jana reached out and softly caressed her best friend's face. "And I'm sure he appreciates you and loves being your guy. There's no doubt that he loves you a whole lot." Trix pulled her best friend to her and cried a little more. When she was able to speak again, she whispered, "Thank you, Jana. Thank you for coming all this way for me and Hank. I'm so lucky to have you as my best friend. He and I are both so lucky. I'm the luckiest girl in the world, being able to share the man I love with my dearest friend." *_*_*_*_* When Hank returned from his walk, he followed the instructions Trix had texted him. He took a shower in one of the three shower rooms in the house - the one Trix had told him to shower in. She also told him that in that shower room he would find everything he needed to wear before heading to their bedroom. When he dried himself, he realized that all there was to wear was black Diesel briefs. He put them on; they felt great hugging his body below the waist and right on his upper thighs; they were made of quality fabric. Trix never got him anything less than good. He looked silently at his ...
    reflection in the mirror. His arms, legs, and torso were immense and solid with sinews overlapping muscle woven tightly over a frame that came from good genetics and hard, manual labor on his ranch. His skin was weathered and tanned from a life spent working in the Arizonian sun. Thoughts of fights long-past flashed into his mind when saw the scars that could have been far worse than they were, from wounds that would have killed him if he hadn't been smart or fortunate enough to strike, tackle, and dodge at the right moment. He told himself that it was just survival instinct kicking in. Those fights were not him. The man he wanted to see right now in the mirror was the man who would take the two lovely women waiting for him to a private, shared land of bliss and pleasure. Hank leaned forward until his hands were on either side of the mirror. He looked into his eyes in the reflection. He tensed up involuntarily and then shivered all the stress from work and anything else out of his system. Then he chuckled and looked at his face. He saw the man he wanted to see now looking back at him. Pushing back, he stood straight and ran an index finger down a three-inch-long scar on the left side of his chest. He'd got that from a knife wound. But instead of the usual frown that came with the memory, he smiled and thought, Jana might like this. *_*_*_*_* When Hank opened the door to his and Trix's bedroom, the sight he was greeted with stole the breath from him. There on the king-sized bed he ...
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