Dinner and a Menage' a Trois

My cell phone rings. I pick it up and look at it. He's calling.

He wants to know if I'm home. Wants to know if I'm available for dinner. I'm not home. I'm at Zelda's. I thank him for thinking of me.

Zelda says to invite him over to her house. I call him back and ask. He's game. We discuss directions and timing. We also ask what he'd like for dinner. He chooses chicken breasts over pork chops. I'll make my citrus chicken that Zelda loves.

Zelda says she may or may not join us. She has lots of paperwork to do. I say it's fine, whatever happens, happens. But then, I catch her changing and she wants to know what I think of the bra she's picked out. I smile. She's a goner. She's picking out cute underwear. I know what this means. Then, she plugs in the curling iron and starts putting on makeup. Yep, she's getting her game on.

He arrives. I waited for him to get there before I started cooking. It'll only take me half an hour to do everything. I unbutton his black leather jacket for him. "Such nice service," he remarks, his pretty brown eyes smiling. Everyone starts chatting. Zelda sets the table while I get busy in the kitchen. I love cooking in her kitchen. She has the best of everything and a dishwasher. I don't have a dishwasher in my apartment.

I take the chicken breasts and pound them out so they are nice and thin. On a plate, I mix flour with salt and pepper. Equal portions of butter and olive oil simmer in the saute pan. I flour the chicken and drop the pieces in the pan. As they cook, I zest two lemons and quarter them. In a separate pot I simmer chicken stock and butter for the cranberry stuffing. Green beans steam.

All the chicken breasts are cooked. I return them all to the pan. I pour in a half cup of chicken stock and squeeze all the lemon juice into the pan and toss the lemon zest in. I let it simmer for about ten minutes. The flour on the chicken will help to thicken the sauce. I salt and pepper to taste. Everything is ready. I bring the platters and bowls to the table. We eat.

After dinner we lead Him downstairs to the Play Room. Somehow, he ends up naked and Zelda is flogging him with different types of floggers so He can see how they feel.

Zelda goes upstairs for a minute. When she comes down I am sitting on the couch. He is in front of me and my feet are fondling his erect cock. "My first foot job," I say, then I look at Zelda. "Take your clothes off. Get on your knees. Suck," I order.

"Oh," she says softly and eagerly complies. I remove my clothes. I put a blanket and pillows on the floor. We light a dozen candles and turn off the the lights. Zelda knows he is into pony play and gets out a bit gag and puts it on and gets on her hands and knees. " The pony needs to get fucked," I tell him. I find condoms and hand him one. She whinnies and paws the ground. Such a sweet pony. I kiss her and fondle her breasts as he fucks her from behind. I get behind him and kiss his neck and feel his ass. I give Zelda a few smacks on the rear as he continues to pump.

I love this. I love three bodies interacting with each other. Everyone is fully involved. No one is sitting on the sidelines waiting for a turn. It's a true menage' a trois. It's something I've been wanting, something I've been needing. We touch, kiss, fondle and bite each other. Someday, I want this with two men. Four strong hands, two cocks, two sets of teeth and four feet. I want to be possessed by two men; a cock in my pussy and a cock in my mouth. I will surrender myself to them, to their desires, to their cravings. I will be their play toy, all mouth and openings for use. Desire me, take me, force me, beat me, fuck me, exhaust me and hold me.

He is still hard and going strong. I give him a new condom. He lays on his back and I climb on top. First I squirm around facing him and then I rotate so that I am facing his feet. He is chewing on my feet and my hands are holding onto his. We switch to the basic missionary position and I can feel Zelda's hands down there getting busy. There is something to be said about the feel of the weight of another body on yours. I close my eyes and just feel. I cum. My thighs start to ache and he is still rock hard. We dispose of the condom.

We put pillows under his head and he lays on his back. Zelda is sucking his cock and I'm kissing him. "He likes hand jobs," I tell Zelda. I start jerking him off and he calls for more lube. I yank at his slippery penis. Zelda gets the Hitachi and plugs it in. She starts running it all over his cock. I cup his balls and play with them. The man has staying power. We are determined he will get off. We have to take care of the man.

Finally, he starts to ejaculate. It shoots out in an impressive arc. My left hand is by his neck and gets wet. I think I saved him from his own cum shot. We clean him up and we clean the Hitachi.

I grab four lengths of hemp rope. I put crab ties on Zelda's legs and my own. She holds the Hitachi while I work two fingers inside her. She cums with loud moans. I clean the Hitachi again and get ready to masturbate. I want something inside me, too. She reciprocates and fingers me. It must be a night where we fight to have orgasms. I get so close a few times but its just not releasing. The electric bill is going up a bit tonight. Gradually, the tension builds and I grab my left nipple with my free hand as my excitement pitches.

I curl up next to him. Zelda cuddles in on my other side. I stare at his eyelashes. i We've been down there for about three hours messing around. Everyone is sated. Well, almost. I mention we have fresh raspberries and ice cream and cookies. Yummy.