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{August 30, 2011}   The Joy of Threesomes

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Dexter talks about the ups and downs and complications of every man’s fantasy:  a threesome with two women.

I can’t believe this is happening.
I have two sexy women sucking on my dick. This is the kind of thing most men fantasize about but right now this is my reality.
I previously had a threesome a while back in my late teens, nineteen, I think to be exact, with two little cuties; one brunette, the other blonde.
Amanda was the brunette; we had slept with each other a few times in the past so it wasn’t like she had anything I hadn’t seen.
She was very much into me but she was aware that I wasn’t the type to be settling down with, as I was accustomed to having more than just one woman in my life. If it were up to her she would have had me to herself but she was more than willing to share me rather than not have me at all.
Emma was the blonde. I’ve always had a preference for dark haired women but wouldn’t turn down a cute blonde if she came my way ,let’s just say I wouldn’t chase them.
Was Emma really attracted to me? To be honest I’m not sure. I think she was more attracted to my street credibility rather than my looks.
Around my area I was known as a ‘Lover man/Gangster’. The first part I can understand as I was fortunate enough to have had plenty girls in my time, especially around this area but as for the gangster tag I had attained?  I’m not sure how that came about. I wasn’t someone to be taken lightly by anyone thinking to oppose me but I was hardly a gun-toting gangster. But who am I to dispute the title as the reputation I had struck fear into those I didn’t like and warned off potential future enemies.
As for that encounter with Amanda and Emma, let’s just say the idea, vision, notion, whatever you want to call it, was better than the real thing.
I had never been so excited and nervous at the same time. I had had plenty of girls but never two at the same time before.
Despite my previous confidence in most situations, I was full of anxiety. Would I be able to satisfy two girls?
Well, time to find out!
We were in Amanda’s bedroom when it all began.

 Now before I go any further, I have to say that I truly believe that in order to have a successful threesome, the two women involved should be bi-sexual or at least bi-curious. I now know this but unfortunately didn’t know it at the time. Hindsight is a useless thing isn’t it?

Lets just say it was hardly a threesome, more like “Let’s run a train* on Dexter” as both girls were apprehensive to interact with each other sexually. I had seen them kiss each other a few days previously; that was how they had got me to agree to this in the first place.
It started with Amanda sitting on my face and Emma giving me head. Damn, that was fun! I had only just discovered the joys of eating pussy. As a young black male of Jamaican heritage, you’re taught from an early age that eating pussy is something that real men don’t do, so I had put it off for ages. Man, do I regret that!
Anyway it was all going well at this stage, time for the penetration. I strapped on a condom then pounded Amanda from behind. Every now and then I’d take a look at Emma, I could she her eyes beaming full of anticipation. It was clear that she wanted her turn sooner rather than later and I was more than willing to give it to her.
After giving Amanda a nice pounding, it was time for Emma. I strapped on another condom, kissed her then laid her on her back. As I entered her, she let out a slight yelp. I’m not sure if she had had a dick as big as mine up till that point. I threw her legs over my shoulders and went to work. I love to penetrate deep but I could see that she was having a hard time taking my size so I resorted to shallow strokes. She loved that.
As she grew in confidence and became more comfortable, I could feel her pussy loosen up and that’s when I went for the kill. Here’s my chance to get maximum pleasure and do what I do best: penetrate deep.
She was being pounded and loving it too but at the same time I could feel some kind of tension. I looked at Amanda and her facial expression wasn’t excitement like Emma had exhibited watching us, it was jealously!
She tried to hide it with a nervous smile but I could see straight through it.

Do I stop out of consideration or continue? I’m so close to climax and Emma is enjoying herself, why should I stop? We don’t have any emotional attachments… Fuck it! I’m close to cumming and I don’t want this to end any time soon.

As I thrust I could see the bliss on Emma’s face, she was now begging me to cum so I obliged. Damn, that felt good! Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. I was just getting warmed up. Round two was just around the corner.
 I suggested that the two girls do a little something while I recovered but only if they were up for it. I thought Amanda might have said no but hoped that the jealousy that I had detected earlier had passed.
Both girls shrugged their shoulders as if to imply yes, then leaned forward to kiss each other. This was the kind of thing I had only seen in porn videos. I had always wondered what it would be like to see it for real. Now it was really happening right before my eyes.  
They kissed just like they had done in the park a few days earlier, then Emma began to kiss Amanda’s neck then slowly make her way down to her breasts.
The look on Amanda’s face wasn’t bliss, maybe she was just nervous?  I wish! That wasn’t bliss. That look was pure jealously and resentment.
It was clear from that point that she had regretted ever putting the idea forward, but she couldn’t blame either me or Emma as it was a situation of her own making.
Emma stopped kissing as she could sense Amanda’s unease. Now that was what I call an uncomfortable silence. What happens next?
By this time my dick had recovered. I thought maybe I should start round two but quickly realised that would only make matters worse so I said something real lame like,
 “Maybe we should get dressed before Amanda’s mum comes home?”
fully knowing that she wasn’t going to return for sometime. I had to say something to ease the tension in that room.
At that point in my life I used to carry a pager. It went off. Thank God, I thought. It was my best friend. The message wasn’t at all urgent but I pretended that it was so I could make a quick exit.
As I walked down the road, I thought back to the encounter. I tried to remember just the good parts but somehow the bad out-weighed the good.
Seems that kiss was a smoke-screen, as it was clear that these two girls weren’t at all bisexual.  Maybe I was  being harsh, maybe they were bi-curious but just uncomfortable to be doing it with each other as they were very good friends. I have to admit that I’d feel funny being stark naked in front of my best friend.
We were only nineteen years of age and this was the first experience of a threesome for all of us. Maybe we could try again? No such luck, as the experience seemed to put a dampener on Amanda and Emma’s friendship for good.
That was never my intention and I’m sure it wasn’t Amanda’s either. I guess being at that age they weren’t mature enough to realise that it was nothing more than what it was: just sex.  A single sexual encounter shouldn’t come between friends especially if all involved were up for it.

Back to the present, this gal Stacey took ages to reach Suzy’s apartment. In all honesty I didn’t think she was going to show up.
It must have been after midnight and she still was on the other side of the river.
It was damn near one am before she actually reached our neck of the woods. Have to say I had some serious butterflies fluttering around in my stomach at this point.
Now almost twenty seven, it had been a while since my last piece of three way action.
How was this going to pan out? Not in the way I’d imagined.
As Stacey parked her car outside, Suzy stepped outside to greet her. This was finally going to happen, no time for bullshit now.
As she stepped through the door I have to admit she wasn’t what I’d expected. Maybe it’s because she hadn’t really made an effort with her appearance.
Didn’t really matter as I knew Suzy would have her naked sooner rather than later.
Stacey was a caramel skin black girl with a size sixteen figure, very cute facial features.
Big breasts with a classic big ass, just the way we both like them, lets just say she was a diamond in the rough.
Suzy went off to the kitchen to fetch some tea. Stacey and I engaged in some small talk.
By this time all initial nerves had totally disappeared. I was beginning to enjoy this encounter This time around; I was dealing with two grown women and not two insecure teenagers.
Suzy came back with the tea and we all chatted for a bit. It wasn’t long before Suzy’s hands began to wander all over our ‘victim’s’ body.
Stacey wasn’t shy at all and returned the favour with vigour to say the least. Damn, she was aggressive!
I know that Suzy likes to be the aggressor when it comes to women but Stacey had other plans it seemed.
At this point I could feel my dick swelling up, to the ladies surprise as well as my own. I stripped naked and made my way over to the bed where they were playing.
Not sure what came over me, I was as horny as fuck!
Suzy had made Stacey aware that I could be a slow starter as I was often shy in these situations. They both couldn’t believe I was the first person to get stark naked but were clearly delighted.
They were very happy to see my manhood in its full glory. I had some very naughty things in mind and this was the time to act them out.
To begin with it was Suzy and I going down on Stacey. She enjoyed that.
It was pretty clear that although she enjoyed oral she was more of a penetration gal,  that was when things would get interesting.
At this point in time I had yet to purchase Suzy’s strap on that she now loves so much! I wasn’t totally sure if Suzy was cool with me fucking another woman.
She had told me earlier she was cool with that but sometimes people say things they don’t mean.
I couldn’t help but think that way, especially after my other encounter with the two teenagers so many years ago.
I had a lot more to lose if this fucked up. Amanda was merely a fuck buddy for want of a better word; Suzy on the other hand was my partner who I had fallen for. I’d be damned if a moment of horny madness was going to fuck up the best relationship I’d ever had.
At this point Stacey had begun to interact with me a lot more. She was bi -sexual after all.
She wanted dick bad! My dick was rock hard.
Before I knew it both women were sucking on my dick. This was unreal!
Even though we had planned this for the past week or so, it seemed so surreal.
To have two sexually aggressive women not fighting but sharing my dick was absolute bliss. It didn’t get much better than this.
Despite the amazing visual, I have to say that Stacey’s dick sucking was quite rough. I’m not a fan of teeth grating.
How do you tell someone you’ve just met that their skills are not up to par?
I tried to concentrate on the incredible visual and not the actual feeling. Suzy’s skills seriously compensated for the inept attempt made by Stacey.
Stacey was on all fours. Suzy went behind her and went to work with her hands.
At this point I knew that Stacey would want to be fucked. What would happen when that time came around? I didn’t need to worry. I wasn’t aware that Suzy had four fingers inside her. Stacey was blissful.
With almost a whole hand inside her and a dick in her mouth she made muffled groaning sounds.
I was getting turned on by the look on Stacey’s face but what happened next was something you couldn’t make up.
As Suzy pulled her hand out of Stacey I saw red, her hand was covered in blood.
Not just a little blood, lots of it. I was stunned.
It was hard to believe that this much blood could come out of her with no pain involved. She appeared to be in total bliss and her period wasn’t supposed to be due for quite some time, that’s why we had planned that particular date.
Suzy looked concerned. Stacey must have seen the look on my face because she suddenly turned around. Suzy had already wiped the blood off on a towel before Stacey could see the full extent of the situation.
As Suzy told her, I thought she’d be upset, but to my surprise she seemed embarrassed. She looked mortified.
She kept apologising, for what I’m not sure. At this point we all knew that the prospect of her getting some dick had gone right out of the window.
We all went to the bathroom so she could clean up. As she bathed she seemed to be amazed by the way Suzy and I communicated so openly. She kept telling us how special we were. We should have seen the signs by this point.
She dried herself with a towel and got dressed. We assumed that she’d have another cup of tea before she hit the road.
That wasn’t to be the case. It was around half past three in the morning at this point.
As soon as she had finished her tea she made a move on Suzy again. We were amazed by her gusto and appetite for sex. We seriously thought we’d found a gem.
She took her clothes off and went at it. I quickly joined in.
Lots of sucking and licking was going on. As she was aware that she couldn’t have any dick she was willing to sit back and watch the two of us fuck.
To be honest, she insisted we fuck. She wanted to witness first hand what she would be getting next time we linked up. She loved watching the smooth wave motion of my arse. She was licking her lips with anticipation at our next meet. As far as she was concerned she’d be getting hard cock as well as a strap on next time around.
I pulled out and came on Suzy’s stomach. Boy did Stacey like that! She began to rub my spunk into Suzy’s stomach like it was lotion. Damn, we had got a freak on our hands here!
Time was moving on swiftly, I looked at my phone display. It was damn near half five in the morning and I had work that same day. .
At this point she had got dressed again, we assumed she’d be on her way in the next twenty minutes, surely? Wrong again! This girl was like the Duracell bunny!
She got undressed again and went to work on Suzy.  I didn’t even attempt to get involved this time around. I was too tired.
Believe it or not, she didn’t leave till after seven in the morning. We should have kicked her out but I guess we didn’t want her to think we were lightweight or being ungracious hosts.
Wasn’t long before Suzy and I fell asleep, but to our surprise this girl gave us a call about an hour later to tell us what a great time she had had.
Bloody hell! Surely she could have waited until later?

The week that followed was an eye-opener. She bombarded us with text messages and phone calls. Initially I didn’t see a problem with it. As far as I was concerned we had found a regular freak that would come running anytime we called her.
You ask any couple on scene and they will tell you that that’s what they are looking for: a regular single bi female playmate. I’d say ninety five percent will never find that on scene, they can only dream about it.
We had found a real Unicorn and I didn’t want to scare her off, so I humoured her phone calls.
Suzy became irritated. She wasn’t impressed with another woman ringing her man’s mobile phone as frequently as Stacey did.  At first I couldn’t see her point. She was no threat to our relationship at all as far I as was concerned. She was nothing more than a fuck buddy, what was the big deal? As days went by and the phone calls became more frequent, reality hit me.
 She had more than admiration for the relationship Suzy and I shared, she wanted to be a part of it.
She was well aware she couldn’t have a one on one relationship with either one of us so she thought she’d plonk herself squarely in the middle. I love women, but not that much! I’d be damned if this woman was going to demand the same emotional attention and commitment from me that I provided for Suzy. That wasn’t part of the deal. If she needed a boyfriend she’d have to go elsewhere. We were prepared to give her good sex and conversation but that was it. We didn’t have anything more to offer her, or any other single bi gal that came our way.
She asked to meet us on Christmas Eve; my answer was a blunt NO! She got the message at that point.

She didn’t call back for ages. Shame really, as we did like her, but her emotional demands were far too excessive for the likes of us.
She called me quite sometime later, must have been a good five months later. She was well aware that she had to cool it with the phone calls.
We didn’t talk sex at all. I wouldn’t allow the conversation to go that route. By then, Suzy and I had made up our minds that we wouldn’t be meeting her again.
We spoke about life in general before I cut the conversation off completely. No more than two minutes after I had terminated our chat, she sent a text message:
 Damn you’re sexy. Whenever the two of you want round two just call and I’ll come running!
If only she knew we’d never call.

* ‘run a train’ = gang bang, many people taking turns in having sex with one person.



{August 10, 2011}   Sauna adventures

There is a part of life that while not exactly hidden away, remains pretty much out of the public eye. Saunas fit that category. While most people know about the existence of gay saunas and all that goes on there, not too many people are aware of the goings on at the local health spa/sauna in your high street.

Suzy first heard of these places when she had first split from her husband. A chance meeting with a stranger at a wedding who was dressed as a highwayman (Suzy was dressed as an Eighteenth Century lady, it was a themed wedding) had led to a brief, but life-changing encounter. During this dalliance this dark stranger would tell her that she would have many lovers (something that Suzy found hard to believe) and that he would love to take her to a sauna where strangers would pleasure each other openly in the steamy, heady atmosphere. This sounded like fantasy to Suzy at the time and she dismissed the suggestion as mere over excitement on his behalf.
Suzy was later to find out that the stranger was right. She was to have many lovers. And these places most certainly existed.

To the man in the street, these saunas were places where health nuts and naturists would go to hang out (literally) in the jacuzzis, saunas and steam rooms. To those in the know, however, that was just the beginning. There was a locked door accessed by a nod at the receptionist which revealed a staircase which led to a complex of small cubicles (private massage rooms) that were ostensibly for massage and were limited to couples only. Suzy had been taken there a few times by men she had met on the scene and had enjoyed entire days of hedonism, punctuated only by the odd plunge in the pool to freshen up. It was a place for couples to meet other couples, to socialise in the jacuzzis and to take things further upstairs if it came to that. Suzy thought it was time she introduced Dexter to these delights.

It took a lot of persuading. The first thing to get over was the fact that no clothes were allowed. Only towels preserved modesty, but towels had to be hung up before stepping into the jacuzzi. Dexter was a very modest person. He had a great body, but was the type of man who would keep on his shirt even when the sun was beating down. Suzy reassured him that he would soon overcome his shyness once the initial step was taken. With reassurance that they didn’t have to stay if Dexter hated it, ringing in his ears, they both set off to the North London Sauna, just on the high street right next to a very popular burger chain. It was hardly discreet. Suzy wondered what the average passer by on the street would think if they knew what really went on behind those doors. They paid their entrance fee, picked up their fluffy white towels and pushed through the doors.

It didn’t take long before Suzy was in the jacuzzi. She sat in the bubbling water waiting for Dexter to join her. She felt eyes burning into her. She looked around and saw two men staring at her intently. Where was Dexter? As much as she liked this place, it made her feel uneasy and vulnerable to be by herself without the reassurance of being visibly spoken for. Eventually Suzy got out of the jacuzzi, wrapped a towel around herself to preserve her modesty and went to look for Dexter. She found him talking to another black man near the sauna. Dexter was finding the experience hard, and this other man was telling him to relax and chill out. Suzy went for a swim and left Dexter chatting.
There was a camera trained on the swimming pool that was visible at the bar. Suzy hadn’t realised it but everyone at the bar could see her swimming naked. She wondered why as soon as she went for a swim, the edges of the pool would fill up with single men. Dexter sat down at the side of the pool and watched Suzy swim back and forth. He felt eyes burning into the back of his head. He turned around and saw a large, short, blonde woman sitting in the jacuzzi surrounded by men, staring straight at him. Surely he was mistaken? Maybe she was staring at someone else. He turned back around. Suzy splashed him and shouted for him to join her in the pool. Dexter wasn’t really in the mood. Suzy soon had company. The same large lady had jumped in right next to Suzy and was chatting in a rather familiar way. Suzy immediately was on her defensive. This woman’s intentions were clear. She was making it known to Suzy that she fancied both her and Dexter and that she wanted to join them upstairs for some fun. Well that was the polite way of putting it. There wasn’t a polite way of declining  this woman’s advances. She wasn’t going to hear it, clearly. Suzy started to get irritated. If there was one thing she couldn’t tolerate in people and that was vulgarity. The woman’s name was Sam and she said she was a regular to the sauna. Suzy tried to make small talk, but this woman always steered it round to sexual matters. Suzy told her how she was bisexual too and was on scene and was a ‘squirter’. Sam looked slightly befuddled and then claimed to be a ‘squirter’ too. Did she really know what that was? It seemed to be an anything you can do I can do better type of conversation thus far, so Suzy wasn’t sure. Before I continue this story, maybe I should explain to any of you who haven’t come across the phenomenon of female ejaculation, just what ‘squirting’ is, and no, it isn’t piss! (Well not entirely)
The myths that female ejaculation is the result of poor bladder control, or excess secretion which sweats from the vaginal walls and pools in the back of the vagina to squirt out during the strong muscle contractions of orgasm, have been proven wrong. For decades many women felt it dreadfully abnormal and tried to hide or avoid it. Physicians in their ignorance tried to cure it. By questioning many women, researchers have established that about one woman in five ejaculates (through her urethra rather than her vagina), some of the time but not always. The stimulation of the G-spot produces both her ejaculation and her deep uterine contractions.

Okay, that’s the Science bit over, now back to the sauna:
Dexter jumped in the pool and Sam was on him like a shot. She grabbed at Dexter’s penis under the water and told him that her pum pum needed filling. That was final confirmation of vulgarity for Suzy so she thought she’d leave Dexter to it. She got out of the pool and went and sat in the nearby jacuzzi. After a while Dexter joined her. He was closely followed behind by Sam who plopped herself down unceremoniously a little too closely to the both of them.
Suzy was not in a good mood. This was not how she wanted to spend the day.
Dexter was very surprised at her aloofness. He had never seen Suzy behave with such animosity towards anyone before. Suzy ignored Sam as she tried to make small talk, and winced as Sam tried unsuccessfully to turn Suzy on by playing with her feet. Suzy almost laughed out loud as Sam thrust her stumpy feet into Dexter’s face. Did Sam really think Dexter was going to suck toes that looked like that? Suzy looked down through the bubbly water at her small, compact feet with carefully painted red toenails and smiled. She knew how much Dexter loved sucking her toes.

A middle aged black man with the most unattractive mouth and teeth that Suzy had ever seen came to sit in the jacuzzi. Dexter asked Sam if that was her partner as he had seen her sitting with him earlier. Sam vehemently denied it and explained that he was someone with whom she frequented the sauna .She pointedly remarked that he was definitely not her boyfriend. Suzy wished he would keep her busy and leave them both alone. This woman was really starting to annoy her. Suzy stood up, wrapped her towel around her, and whispered to Dexter that she was escaping to the sauna.
It was a relief to get away from that woman, Suzy thought, as she lay back naked in the sauna, the intense heat prickling her skin and creating diamante –like beads of sweat all over her body. This felt good. She lay there with Dexter and they chatted away, amused at the constant to-ing and fro-ing of the single (mainly Turkish) men as they spotted naked female flesh through the small cabin window. A few braver souls actually sat down opposite Suzy with their erections proudly on display. Suzy didn’t know whether to be flattered or saddened. Dexter shook his head at this pathetic desperate display. When the heat got overbearing and their bodies were running with rivulets of sweat, Dexter and Suzy showered and ventured upstairs after receiving the nod from reception that unlocked the secret stairway to the rooms upstairs.

They found a red painted corridor full of doorways leading into tiny rooms with just plastic covered mattresses and the occasional scruffy pillow. This was like a grown up version of Alice in Wonderland thought Suzy, except there was no need to ‘eat me’ to enter any of the doors. They selected a small room with the cleanest looking mattress, shut the door firmly and got down to business. It was important to make sure the door was firmly shut as they found out later…

The atmosphere in the tiny red room was highly charged. There was something strangely intense and exhilarating about being in such a small space that was specifically designed for sex. Suzy felt delightfully naughty and Dexter could feed off of her excitement. The muffled sounds of other people chatting and moaning filtered through the thin walls.  Suzy lay back on the hard rubber mattress and Dexter stood over her, his erection standing out strong and proud. Suzy feasted her eyes on this wonderful specimen of masculinity standing above her. There was something incredibly delicious about being prone and feeling submissive to her man. Even though Suzy was often the sexual aggressor and instigator in matters sexual, she so loved it when Dexter took control. It made her feel so womanly. He straddled her head and she rubbed his hard cock all over her face, drowning in his powerful aphrodisiac smell. When the tip brushed over her lips, she couldn’t resist the temptation to envelop his turgid member in her mouth. There was something about Dexter’s cock that amazed Suzy. It seemed to possess an energy that was tangible. She felt it throb and pulsate in her mouth as she carefully caressed it with her mouth and lips. She covered his dick with lots of spittle and used her hand in a vice like grip and masturbated him hard. He moaned and thrust his hips towards her face. Once he could take the teasing no longer, he pushed Suzy’s legs over her head and fucked her: with undulating strokes that drove Suzy wild. She could take it no longer and came with an enormous gush, spraying her own ejaculate in her face. Dexter and Suzy both collapsed in a fit of giggles. Then Dexter turned her over on her knees on the platform mattress while he stood on the floor. Her heart shaped bottom was just at the right level to fuck her doggy-style until she came, again and again. With a shudder and moan, Dexter arched his back and came too. When they had both recovered from the post-coital blackout, they looked at the floor. Suzy’s ejaculate was all over the floor and running out under a crack under the door. . They needed to do some serious cleaning up.

Suzy decided that she should go and get fresh towels from the bar downstairs while Dexter used the old ones to mop up the deluge. Passers by in the corridor were wondering what had gone on in their room. They were soon to find out…

When Suzy got to the bar downstairs, her heart sank. There was Sam sitting on a stool at the bar. She grinned at Suzy. Suzy read the expression on her face as a leer. She just didn’t like that woman. “Hey, where’ve you been? I want to lick your fanny!” Sam blurted out. Suzy wished the ground would open up and swallow her. Why did this woman have to be so crass? Suzy flashed a nervous smile and tried to walk as quickly as she could away from the source of her embarrassment, fresh towels in hand.

Dexter and Suzy spent an hour or so lounging around in the TV area, luxuriating in each other’s presence until it was time to go upstairs again. The lure of those stairs was too strong to resist. As they passed by a few of the cubicles in the red corridor they were greeted by a familiar voice. Oh no. It was Sam. She was sitting in the very room that Dexter and Suzy had christened earlier, with a few men surrounding her.
“Hey, sexy! Can I join you two?” she barked out.
Suzy really was tired of this woman
“No you can’t!” she said, her mood quite clear.
It seemed that Sam had got the message. As Dexter and Suzy retired to the room opposite by themselves, she clearly heard Sam as she hissed:
“Bitch!”

Suzy smiled as they pushed the door closed. They couldn’t completely close the door as it had lost the door handle but they thought nothing of it. There was only a crack of light visible at the doorframe. Not too much to destroy the illusion of privacy.
Suzy lay down on the mattress once again, legs splayed, inviting Dexter to get to work. And work he duly did, using his hands and a fist to skilfully milk her pussy until she was on planet sex.

Unbeknownst to our horny couple, the people outside the door were becoming intrigued by the curious moans and splashing noises they could hear coming from the room.
Deep in the throes of seriously strong ejaculatory orgasms, Suzy didn’t hear the slow creaking of the door as it was pushed slowly ajar. Not until she felt a sharp slap on her backside did she realise that they were not alone. By this stage she was past caring and she encouraged Dexter to continue his manipulations, causing Suzy to gush five foot fountains into the air. A voice cut through the sexually charged silence:
“It has to be piss…
This brought Suzy down to earth with a bump as she became aware of a rather large audience crowding in at the door. Dexter and Suzy stopped what they were doing and addressed their curious audience who were stunned at what they had witnessed. Suzy then held court and answered questions that were thrown at her from the intrigued crowd of at least ten strong. She addressed the comment that had alerted them to the audience’s presence initially, explaining that no, whilst the liquid that came out of her during orgasm, came from the urethra, it most definitely wasn’t urine and that she could empty her bladder before and after such episodes, proving her point. Scientific tests had shown that female ejaculate contains minute quantities of uric acid, but it was definitely not urine but the female equivalent of prostate fluid. It didn’t taste, smell, feel or look like urine either. Suzy pondered that Sam had said she was a squirter. The man, who had said it had to be piss, was her swinging partner. He had clearly never seen this phenomenon before.
Suzy and Dexter spent the best part of half an hour holding the most surreal question and answer session that they had ever experienced in their lives before.
What a bizarre afternoon!
Dexter and Suzy giggled as they showered together. Now THAT was fun!



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