The meal was fantastic, and we all had a wonderful time teasing each other’s accessible parts. The ladies kept their dresses untucked, and I kept my zipper open but covered by my napkin. Throughout the meal, we played with each other and even caused a couple more orgasms. The best ones were when the ladies flicked each other’s clits during dessert. Their arms were crossed in front of me as their fingers worked furiously. Jane was the first to succumb, but she kept stroking Sharon’s swollen nub until she squirted across the padded bench seat.
The ladies attempted to maintain their composure throughout, but I’m sure that the closest table noticed. The couple there had been lingering long past their meal just to catch glimpses of what we were doing. We were very aware of their attention and made sure to tease them throughout the night. The couple had been on opposite sides of their table. At some point, during the girl’s performance, the woman moved over to the man’s side. Immediately after moving, the woman raised her dress, and I noticed the man’s hand disappear between her thighs.
My girls had just started to recover from their climaxes as I pointed out the action at the other table. We watched intently as the woman came to a shuddering climax and collapsed onto the table. The man quickly removed his hand and raised her back up so that no one would think she was ill. After a moment, the lady turned our way, and we all clapped silently at her performance. She turned beet-red and mouthed a “Thank you,” before turning back to her partner. She kissed him hungrily, and then drug him out of the restaurant rather expeditiously.
We all laughed a little at their good fortune, and then I added, “I think we inspired a little intimacy, tonight, ladies.”
Jane grabbed my hand and said, “Shall we go home and have a little bit of that ourselves?”
With the check already paid, we scooted out of the booth and headed outside arm in arm. When we reached the parking lot, I gave each of my ladies a kiss as we disentangled. Heading for my car, I noticed that both of them were still in pursuit. As I walked up to my driver’s side door, they both headed for the passenger door. They seemed to be tussling a little as they tried to open their door.
“Ladies! What are you doing over there?” I inquired.
“Nothing,” Sharon said as they continued to scrap.
I walked around to their side of the car, and they both turned and smiled. I wrapped an arm around each of them and expressed, “Ladies, I don’t know what’s going on here, but I want to reiterate something. I will not be the cause of a problem between you two. I know that you love each other deeply. I also know that I’m the new kid here and that I’m unlike you in some ways. A few of those being particularly distinctive. But, I will walk away from this wonderful partnership if I feel, for even a moment, that I am the cause of a problem. Am I understood?”
They simultaneously replied, “Yes.”
Sharon added, “We were both just excited about some car sex and disagreed on whose turn it was to ride with you.”
“And even though I went last, Sharon did get to have you in her office long before I had my time with you.” Jane threw in.
“See, this is exactly what I’m talking about,” I said.
“James, this is the way we are. We bicker from time to time, but it doesn’t mean anything. It’s just our way of presenting our different opinions and ideas. In the end, we always work things out in a friendly and loving manner,” Sharon stated.
“Absolutely!” Jane added. “Do you think for one minute that we’d jump into something this life-altering, without a whole lot of conversation and understanding?”
“Okay, I just don’t want to be the problem. I’ve been through one divorce, and I’m a little gun-shy. I guess that I’ve always wanted to be the good guy and not make waves,” I offered.
“We know that this is a difficult position for anyone to be in, but deep down, we know that you’re the man for us,” Sharon voiced.
Jane inserted “Absofrickinlutely!”
“Alright. So how about both of you ride with me and play with each other as I drive. Maybe we’ll pull over somewhere and have some extra pleasure.” I moved my hands under their dresses and slipped a finger into both of them simultaneously.
“That sounds fun!” Jane purred as Sharon kissed me intensely. As our kiss lingered, Jane interrupted, “Ahem! Can you please open the door so that I can get busy licking my wife?”
I released them both and clicked the unlock button on my key fob. As I walked back to the driver’s side, Jane tilted the passenger seat all the way back. Then she grabbed Sharon, pulled her dress off, and pushed her into the chair. Jane then pulled off her dress and lay down on top of Sharon in a sixty-nine position. I started the car and locked the doors before taking a moment to enjoy the show. After a minute or maybe two or three, I pulled out of the lot.
They were so busy licking, sucking, and fingering each other, that they didn’t pay any attention to where I was going. When I finally came to a stop, they were both recovering from some glorious climaxes. I shut off the car and waited. Sharon really couldn’t see very well, being on the bottom and still lapping at Jane’s swollen labia. But Jane popped her head up and said, “James! You freak! I never would have guessed this of you.
Sharon tried to see but was still pinned down by Jane and couldn’t see anything but the car’s headliner. Finally, she squealed, “Jane let me up so I can see too.”
Jane started to sit up, and her puss accidentally mashed into Sharon’s face. Sharon instinctively began tonguing her as Jane moaned. I jumped into the fray by slipping two fingers into Sharon’s hot, slick box. With my free hand, I flicked her enlarged clit as she grunted. I moved in closer and was able to suck her nub into my mouth for a light thrashing. Sharon’s grunts turned into wails as she trembled at her oncoming orgasm. Jane’s moan’s turned rambunctious as Sharon was clearly increasing her suction. Both of them came in a thunderous series of screams and cusses.
In the wake of their cums, Jane finally moved to the back seat so that Sharon could raise up and see where we were. Her first reaction was, “No fucking way! You two crazies are not getting me out there.”
I started to strip down and looked back at Jane. She had her legs spread with two fingers moving to and fro. With my clothes discarded, I turned off the car lights. Then I opened my door and stepped out into the dark, making my way around to Jane’s door. She leaped into my arms then wrapped her legs around me tightly. I carried her to the hood of the car and lay her down. I raised up just enough to slip my throbbing penis into her waiting hole. I eyed Sharon as I pumped Jane’s slick snatch slowly. Jane finally pulled my face to hers and kissed me saucily.
As our lips separated, Jane asked, “Don’t people generally do it on the graves when they come to a graveyard to fuck?”
“Yes, but I’m trying to entice Sharon to come and join us. What do you think the odds are?”
“Slim to none. And Slims left town,” Jane giggled. Then she wined, “Take me over to that big stone and lie me face down while you do my ass.”
“Aren’t you scared that a ghost or ghoul will get us if we disturb them?” I said in an eery voice.
Jane gave me the, do I look scared stare, before pushing me off of her. She then hopped up and ran toward the oversized stone. I walked that direction as she mounted it and ground her needy box on the edge. Once I arrived, Jane bent down onto it and reached back to spread her cheeks. I knelt down and attacked her rosebud, forcing my tongue into her repeatedly. Jane didn’t hold back with her sounds of hedonism.
Feeling she was ready, I pushed into her drooling vagina for a little extra lube. After a few dips, I pulled out just long enough to line up and thrust into her trembling ass. She was clearly overly aroused about doing it in a graveyard. I’d only just hit bottom for the first time, and she was already climaxing and sharing her enthusiasm with the dead. “Oh fuck James… you are just the kind of freak… ughhh shit… fucking cumming!” I felt a light spray hit my thighs as I realized that she squirted for the first time with me, then passed out. I picked her up and carried her back to the car as Sharon popped out of the vehicle.
“What happened to her?” she cried.
“She came really hard and actually squirted a little on me, then passed out. I guess the whole, doing it in a graveyard, pushed her over the edge.”
“Did you say she squirted? She’s never done that before.”
“She was very thrilled about doing it in a graveyard, and I’m sure that that’s the reason.”
“Well, let’s get her in the car, and then I’ll take care of this for you,” as she did a slow stroke of my hard penis. I eased Jane into the back seat and covered her with her dress. After I closed the door, I turned to find Sharon lying face down on the hood with her legs spread. When our eyes met, she said, “Come get some, I wanna squirt too.”
I walked up and pushed into her open labia and began going at her like a man possessed. I lasted all of two minutes before cumming hard as Sharon coated my hood in her spray. We lie there for a minute or so before headlights flashed from a car passing the cemetery. They didn’t stop, but it motivated us to jump in the car and head back to their place.
Sharon got in the back for the ride home as Jane came too. Sharon told her about our activities after she passed out then asked, “Did you know that you squirted?”
“Are you sure? I don’t remember much after telling James that I was cumming.”
“He said that he felt a light spray against his groin and thighs just before you went out. I’m sure he knows what he’s talking about since I have coated him on several occasions.”
“If that’s true, then it would have been a first for me, that I know of anyway.”
“James said that you were pretty fired up about doing it on the headstone. He figured that that’s why you came so hard and passed out.”
“Maybe so, but James definitely knows how to fuck an ass! Don’t you!” Jane boomed from the back seat.
“I do my best for my ladies,” I replied as we pulled into their driveway. The two of them had already pulled their dresses on during the ride. So once I came to a stop, they scampered toward the door as I dressed. When I finally made it inside, I found Jane and Sharon deep in discussion.
It seemed to be something that I shouldn’t interrupt, so I headed straight for the bathroom. I lingered in there for a couple of minutes before I finally opened the door discreetly. When I peered out, they were nowhere to be seen. I walked into the living room and the kitchen, and both were empty. The only places left were the bedrooms, so I headed for theirs. I had all sorts of sordid thoughts running through my head as I approached the door. But what I found was the two of them re-organizing their dressers and closets. I joking blurted out, “Was the sex that boring?”
They both came and hugged me tightly while voicing simultaneously, “We want you to move in with us.” I had a thousand things running through my head for about five seconds. Then, I remembered the last several days, and they all suddenly dispersed. I realized that there was only one way to go at this wild and crazy relationship. I had to be all-in from the beginning, or it would never work.
As a smile slowly crept over my face, Sharon knew immediately that I’d pushed through my fears. She and I were much more alike. While Jane still had that, so what’s your answer look. And that’s why it would work for all of us. I had a little of Jane’s inquisitive, spontaneous nature too. We were three sides of a perfect triangle and complimented each other very nicely. Jane’s impatience got the better of her as she urged, “So, what’s it gonna be?”
“Yes, of course.”
