Lately, Claire had been fantasizing about having a trinity, and had't been for certain about how to initiate the field of study seriously with her boyfriend Tom. They'd first discussed it days ago, when they were still getting to do it each other. He was hesitant, and explained he wasn't completely comfortable"sharing ”. Not wanting to push the subject, she'd dropped it.

Every now and then, however, during the occasional sext conversation, he would rally Claire with the fantasy of them going to a bar and picking up a adult female to land back to their apartment. Which was an easy turn-on for Claire, as she had always also been attracted to womanhood. In rattling life though, this conversation had never seriously manifested.

So as they drove out of the metropolis to expend some time with his friends at a lake house, she got it in her oral sex to see if he would like to draw near his Friend Drew with a proposition.

"I'm not sure enough I would want to do that sort of thing with someone I've known so long. After ten years I've never intentionally, or accidentally, seen his member, and I'd prefer to retain it that way."

Part of her initially felt guilty for asking. He was brushing it aside with levity, but she knew she'd hit a nerve, even if he wasn't showing it yet. component part of that being she had possibly made one or two comments in the by that of all Tom's friends, he was the one she'd like to do bemire thing to.

"Pleeeaaase !"she responded in a simulated whine.

"Well…since you asked nicely…"

"Uh huh."

"Why bring this up now ?"he asked curiously.

"Just been thinking about it."

"With him ?"

"No, in general."

"Alright."

A bit of silence stuck in the air.

"Alright, what ?"she asked.

"Alright so you've been thinking about it. And I haven't been. And I feel like I'm about to disappoint you."

Claire folded her arms in a role player pout.

"I know you're not actually mad."

"Oh DO YOU ? MR. KNOW-IT-ALL."
"Yeah yeah, Charles Herbert Best Actress, dame and gentlemen."

Another moment of silence sticks in the air. Not that this would be the end of her suasion, at least while they're were all still staying in the house together, but dropping it again for now probably for the best.

Tom ends the silence,"At least let's just say, for now, I will think about it. And NOT with one of my ally. And NOT with two of my other friends also in the same house, who would DEFINITELY hear, knowing you."

Claire suspiration, dejectedly."Oookaaay.

"We'll find you a Lady. A squeamish lady to wreak with."

-

After a long day out on the boat and drinking, Claire and Tom found themselves back in their room, having sex. And, on-key to form, Claire was being loudly. She considered feeling bad about forcing the former three to have to listen to her, but also liked the exhibitionism of it all.

As Tom thrust from behind, she noticed a notification popped up on his speech sound, succeeding to the bed. Not that she what was on it, but from where she was, it looked like a picture.

When they'd finished, oddity got the unspoilt of her,"Who was it that texted you earlier ?"

"It was Ian. He asked if I wouldn't mind buying him a dyad of earplugs at the recess store."

Claire smiled to herself.

"somebody's proud of herself."

Tom turned the brightness off and both got back into bed. As Claire lay there, she couldn't assist stimulate the belief that it hadn't looked like a formula text. It looked like a picture.

-

During the adjacent day, Claire took notice of the fact that Tom had been unusually focused on his speech sound. well-nigh of the time, whatever he was looking at he had no chemical reaction to. But at least a couplet meter, she could've sworn she caught a fleeting smile.

Considering she had cheated only once before, she felt it odd the thought that were popping up in her mind. The suspicion, and the need to know what was keeping him so occupied.

Occupied enough for Drew to gloss,"Put that fucking thing down before I throw it in the lake. You're worse than my niece."

Tom acquiesced, and put the phone away. But every-so-often, he'd stretch for it, then remember, then leave it in his pocket.

-

At the end of the day once more, everyone felt relaxed and satisfied. And maybe a little too drunk. More-so than the day before. Which is why when President Tyler announced he might turn in early, it was no surprise. He had been struggling to keep his eyes open for a fiddling under and hour.

This was fine with Claire. She did not like Tyler.

"infant, you're doing the same thing John Tyler was doing."

"I'm not drunk, YOU'RE DRUNK !"Tom shouted.

"Yes, you're very funny."

"Thank you."

Tom sat and thought for a moment.

"okay, bed time. You guys coming in too ?"

"I'm good for right field now,"said Ian.

"Same,"John Drew agreed.

"Okie doke. Come along darling."

"Just because you can't keep your eyes open any farsighted doesn't mean I'm tired too,"Claire responded.

"Oh. Well, that's fair. Just be tranquillise when you come in then."

Tom walked back into the house, and shut the sliding chicken feed door behind him.

Drew got up and walked over to the beer ice chest, now near empty-bellied, and offered Ian a beer. Which Tyler accepted. John Drew then turned to Claire and did the same with her.

'' I 'm finely, actually. For my peak and weight, I think I went over my terminus ad quem awhile ago."

Drew returned the offered beer to the cooler.

"So public speaking of, I think I'm tipsy sufficiency to apologize for any…noise, you guys may give heard utmost night.

Both guys laughed.

"Um, thank you,"said Drew.

"I didn't intellect it so much,"said Ian, with jokey wink.

"Uh huh. Then why did you text Tom telling him he'd have to go buy you earplugs ?"

Ian's face froze in wakeful confusion.

"When did I say that ? Today ?"

"You texted him last dark, during, well…"

Ian squinted, and his optic began to dart around, trying to find an image, a memory of having sent that school text. A memory, ultimately, that did not be apparently.

"How drunk was I lowest night that I don't have any storage of this ?"

"About the Lapp as right field now,"Drew responded.

"Was it not, maybe, Tyler ?"

Claire, also confused,"Nope said it was you."

"well then I'm going to have to ascertain my phone then. I'll be right back."Tyler stood up to go inside.

"Actually I'll join you,"Claire decided."I'm gon na change and get in the hot tub."

The two walked back into the house. Tyler to the left hand to his way, Claire to the right to her's. She wasn't sure if decent time had passed that Tom was still waken, but she was hoping he was asleep. She was going to expect at that phone.

She opened the door quietly, and noticed he was indeed at rest. She tiptoed as lightly as she could over the the nightstand, and picked up the speech sound. There were no new subject matter recently. Pausing for a consequence to think if she had ever seen him type in his passcode, she realized she had not. So, very gently, and with decent jeopardy, pressed one of Tom's fingers onto the domicile screen clitoris, and unlocked the phone.

inside was a long text range with her supporter Megan. And inside that text range of mountains there was a lot of Megan naked, and a few recollective screw thread from either of them promising this, that, and the other to each other. And Claire had absolutely no musical theme to answer to this information.

Clearly Megan was immediately being terminated from the friendship, but Tom…

-

Claire walked back extraneous in her bikini, and climbed in the hot tub. Ian had not yet returned. She and Drew sat in silence for awhile, and both looked focused on the open dark's sky.

"Wan na join me ?"she asked.

Drew thought about it for a moment,"Sure. But do you mind if I go in just packer ? I don't feel like going back inside."
"It's fine."Claire responded.

John Drew walked over to the hot tub, unbuckled his shorts, slid out leaving only his Boxer left, and climbed in. For a present moment, as he climbed in, Claire caught a coup d'oeil of his dick.

"Okay, maybe I should have insisted on suit."

"Why ?"

"…well. The way you climbed in…I may have caught a coup d'oeil of…"

"Ah."

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"Your dick."

"No I know."

"Yep."

"How was it looking ?"Drew asked, dryly.

Claire responded with the"OK"hand signal, and made a double-clicking interference to go alongside it.

"You're not particularly shy, are you ? I've accidentally seen plenty of tool, and never said of Book of it to anyone."

"If I was shy do you imagine I'd own bathing suit like this ?"

Drew initially fought the urge to look, but followed that with a nimble summit. She was right. The top was almost a size or two too small, and the tail had an match want of reporting as most of the back slid perfectly between her cheeks.

"That would be a average thing to say, yes."

Claire had noticed all of the men taking good turn ogling her today and yesterday. She had always found it difficult to retrieve Bikini upper side where she wasn't spilling out of them. The rear, however, were definitely for showing off.

"I don't know why you were so hesitating to look just then. None of you seem to be having a problem with any other time of the day."

"Alright miss Sassy, you know you can't blame us for that."

Claire shrugged."Yeah, I suppose."
They fell back into muteness for a moment.

"So are you going to tell Tom ?"

"Tell him what ?"

"About…about what you saw ?"

"Oh no. He'd already be nervous knowing were were out here together. Alone. In a hot tub."

"Nervous ?"

Claire contemplated backing away from what she was about to tee up. She wasn't sure if it was persona of the shock absorber she was probably still feeling, or revenge, but she was going to play her way into something with Drew.

"We may deliver had a legal brief conversation about 3 on the drive up here. And I may have floated your name."

John Drew stared at Claire.

"Okay."

She stared back at him.

"And what was his notion on all of that ?"he asked.

"Not a fan of the idea."

"You sure you don't wan na walk back in there as ask him again ?"

Claire laughed a little at that, unsure who was flirting with her, the man or the alcohol.

"I think he's pretty set on the answer being no. That and he was fast asleep when I went to change."

"Well, Ian is probably up for it, if he makes his way back here."

Claire takes a present moment to think on what is being talked about. Is he being serious ?

"I'm afraid we might get lost Ian to the same lot as Tom and Tyler, so it's just us then."

"Just us,"he responds."Well we've already gotten to…what floor do you think it is if you've accidentally seen soul's dick ?"

"I'm not sure you've even left the dugout, at that stage,"Claire counters.

"Hm,"John Drew falls into rumination. `` I guess since I don't have anything to hide anymore, I can just pick out these boxers off."
Claire thinks about saying no. And then doesn't.

"Fine by me,"she says.

At this point Drew stands up, and slides down the wet boxers, he dick now in full-of-the-moon view. And a right looking one as well. Above mean size, Claire guessed.

"I think it's only comely now that I 've gotten to see all of you, you should be able-bodied to see all of me."

John Drew did not respond, only smiled, as he sat back down.

Claire stood up, and untied the top. As the top came loose, her breasts sunk slightly under their own exercising weight. Her nipples were hard from the temperature difference between the hot tub and the now someone colder night air. Drew remained silent.

Without much waver, Claire then removed the bikini can. Drew could see her pussy clearly. And that it was shaved as well.

Claire sat back down, and threw the wet suit to the ground, and made a cracking upon the pavement.

John Drew could not hold on staring. Out of oddity, Claire peaked beneath the water, and could see what she thought to be an erection. She made a gesture to Drew to stick out up.

"wellspring, hail on, let's see it in action."

John Drew waited for a minute, then stood up. Claire was right, a minuscule above average. Not too small, not too comically heavy either. Decently midst as well. power stretch her out more than she was used to with Tom, even though he was zilch if not also a decently endowed man.

"Very nice,"she said, earnestly.

John Drew stayed standing."What now ?"He asked.

Claire smiled,"I have a few melodic theme, but I'll be honorable with you, don't love the taste of chlorine."

John Drew walked across the tub to Claire, kneeled down a bit, and kissed her. As he did this, she grabbed hold of his shaft, and started to stroke it slowly.

"This isn't going to go off in my script is it ? You're gon na be able to stool it to the good stuff ?"she asked playfully.

"Oh yeah."

The smooching progressed, and alongside it so did the stroking. In turn of events Drew reached down to Claire's pussy, slowly running it through the brim, bottom to top, and pausing at her button. She let out a soft moan as he did this.

They stayed like this for a few moment, her stroking him, him rubbing her clitoris. Not noticing that Ian had been leaning up against the firm for a minute or two, watching.

When both of them noticed, neither flinched, nor stopped what they were doing.

"You can join us…if you want,"Claire offered.

Ian pondered the whirl, shrugged, and said,"Yeah alright."

He removed his apparel, and climbed into the hot tub alongside them. At which point Claire grabbed his pecker and began stroking it as well. The kissing briefly switched to Claire and Ian, and John Drew bent over to set forth licking Claire's nipples.

This tableau continued for awhile longer, until Ian asked,"So how are we gon na take this oeuvre ?"

"wellspring she's already made it sort out she doesn't like the gustation of chlorine…sooo…"

"Ah. Well…how adventurous are you ?"

"Fairly ?"Claire responded.

"Have you ever had two guys inside you before ?"Ian asked.

Claire looked into his eyes."Do you imply ?"

"Yes, I mean exactly that."

She stared at him longer, then over to John Drew, who smiled and shrugged.

"Then I guess tonight is the night I try it."

Ian leaned in to kiss Claire.

"Here 's how we're gon na do it then."Ian sat down on the hot tub bench, faced Claire away from him, and pulled her ass onto his lap."

"Now spread your legs…and I'll go slow."So, Claire spread her legs.

She could finger the tip of his severe dick trying to find the entryway, and then trying gently to push it in. Which he then did. And when the tip popped into her ass, she braced herself on the wall of the hot tub, surprised how salutary it felt. Surprised this is how she was finding out.

She felt Ian slide his dick in as far as it could go."Doing alright so far ?"he asked.

Claire bit her lip, looked back at him, and nodded. He smiled."I think she's ready for you now."

John Drew approached them, knelt down, and slid his cock into her pussy. At which point she screamed.
"Now that sounds familiar,"Drew said and smiled.

The two men were now simultaneously thrusting in and out of her, and it took every oz. of strength she had not to heat the neighbors. Though admittedly, every ounce wasn't enough.

She was amazed the sensation of the two men in her at once. Drew kissed her, then her pap. From those sensations alone, her eyes nearly rolled back into her foreland from the ecstasy.

Then the two men decided to support. Drew, holding onto Claire's thighs, and Ian trying not to let his dick fall out of her ass, the two men brought everything into the standing position, and began to move Claire up and down.

"screwing me. Fuck ME FUCK ME FUCK ME."

So they did.

How on earth neither Tyler nor Tom had heard what was going on and come to look into was unbelievable to her. She had lost control of her ascendance and was screaming loudly. And neither Drew nor Ian seemed to mind anymore. I seemed to encourage and inform their work.

It dawned upon Drew that at some period they were going to sustain to finish.

"Who can stimulate it to the finish line first ?"He smiled and asked.

Ian also smiled."Nearly there."

"I've beaten you guys to that, like, three times already,"Claire said between gasps.

"Do you need us to pull out ?"John Drew asked.

"No,"between more gasp."Cum in my puss, cum in my fucking ass, I don't care."

They both, roughly, lasted the Lapplander amount of time, but it was Ian to fill her with the his hot cum first. She could feel it shoot up into her. John Drew then followed, and in turn filled her pussy with a dandy hand of cum.

They stood there for a here and now, breathing heavily. Still holding Claire between them.

She could sense the cum dripping out of her, splashing on the urine below. Almost in a compact stream.

"Was that what you were hoping for ?"Drew asked.

Yes, it was .