Trio with Two Hot Beings

Warm congratulations on getting Greeks to narrate their experiences, memories, sufferings, and fantasies. The story that follows is absolutely true. Of course, the description of the positions got a bit jumbled. I omitted many (because I would never finish) and merged some to maintain continuity. The most important points, however, are analyzed with considerable detail.

The meeting. Sunday morning in Kallithea, Chalkidiki, June, late 70s. I was almost 25 then, 1.80m tall, 75kg, a mustache on my chin, fleshy lips and an intense gaze. I'm heading down to the beach in my swimsuit for a swim and some fishing. Outside the nearly empty corner café, a brunette and a blonde, around 22, are eating breakfast. The brunette, who was turned towards me, looks at me, I smile, she smiles, they say something to each other and the blonde turns and looks at me too. I approach with a smile ear to ear, desperately searching for a suitable opening line. Finally, I whisper "good morning" and sit at their table. I hear a "welcome" and I'm relieved to have escaped embarrassment.

They were from Larissa, they worked as saleswomen in a department store and had come for the weekend. They spoke to me very openly. The brunette, or Maro, slender, short, with ample breasts and a cute face with a big mouth and nose, wanted to go for a swim. The blonde, tall, slender, with a nice body, was sleepy because she had gotten involved with some asshole and hadn't slept a wink all night. (I didn't ask for details). Because, as she said, their room was very noisy, I suggested she sleep in mine and Maro and I go for a swim together. They exchanged some looks and accepted almost immediately.

We got up and now I could admire their bodies. Slender ankles, with a chain on the left, muscular calves, tight thighs and ass cheeks that moved independently beneath the loose bikini. Bodies toned by intense sex. Maro's slender waist accentuated her wide hips and her perky ass. The endless legs of the blonde with the small, tight little ass fed my wild imagination. Maro leaned (almost fell) on me to get a pebble out of her sandal and the bulge I had in my swimsuit since morning doubled.

The snatching. As soon as we went upstairs, the blonde asked to take a shower. With Maro, we went out on the balcony to gaze at the view. Approaching to show her something, she turned her face to mine. Without realizing it, we found ourselves glued together kissing, sucking each other's tongues. My right hand was squeezing her ass. My left was caressing her hard nipple. With her left hand she squeezed my waist, rubbing her pussy against my thigh, and with her right, the bulge in my swimsuit. As I learned later, she had set her sights on it even before I said good morning.

Glued together like that, we went inside. She pulled my cock out from the side and squeezed it in her palm. My fingers went into her pussy, it was soaked. We were still kissing. I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her juices. She licked them too and continued to kiss me. She bent down and took it in her mouth, pulled the foreskin back and sucked it gently. She stood up, kissed me again and I felt an imperceptibly different taste. She pulled my swimsuit down to my knees, caressed my balls and took it in her mouth again. Now, taking it deep into her throat, she worked it violently with her tongue and squeezed my balls. She was amazing. Her saliva-slicked finger was fumbling at my asshole and trying to get inside. Knowing it doesn't please me, I stopped her. She accepted it and continued to caress it from the outside. I unhooked her bra, freeing her tits. She had perky breasts for their size, with dark, long, hard nipples. I started playing with them with my fingers. Her sucking became more fierce. I couldn't take it anymore.

I stopped her, made her sit on the bed, pushed her back to lie on her back and took off her bikini. She opened her legs and showed me her pussy. I knelt at the foot of the bed and gazed at it. It was shaved all around, and just above the folds covering the clitoris began an area with carefully trimmed little hairs. She had very large, rosy pussy lips that hung out and were already soaked. I passed my hands under her legs, bent down and took them in my mouth. She was waiting for it. She held my head with her hands and with her moans guided me to what she liked most. She lifted her hips and showed me her asshole. It was slightly tanned, evidence that it was worked regularly. I forced my tongue inside as deep as I could. She moaned. My nose was buried in her pussy. It smelled musky but I was suffocating. I took a breath and searched for her clitoris. By the time I found it, my mouth was full of pussy lips again. My hands went up to her nipples and my mouth worked the button of her clitoris.

I sucked steadily and by pressing it between my tongue and teeth I felt it rhythmically going in and out. My chin was buried in her pussy. She moved her pussy up and down and I felt her shiver. I immobilized her hips so as not to lose the target by grabbing her by the two hip bones and pressing above the hip joints. I continued to work her clitoris rhythmically. I felt her contracting and cumming with a long, drawn-out, interrupted by sharp breaths, howl. I continued at a faster pace. Her spasms intensified. No matter how much she thrashed, the way I held her, she couldn't escape. She came continuously on my chin, convulsed and howled. I couldn't tell if they were separate orgasms or one continuous one.

The blonde's button. As soon as the bathroom door opened and the blonde came out, I abandoned the licking and stood up. Maro sat back up on the bed, grabbed my cock ferociously in her mouth and bit it gently to punish me for abandoning her. "I see you've started, I guess I should go sleep somewhere else," said the blonde as she approached us. She was wrapped in a towel that left one nipple exposed. She came and stood upright next to me. I was wiping her back over the towel, moving my hand down towards her ass. She turned, demonstratively licked juices from my mustache and kissed me.

With her tongue she took from my mouth the juices I had gathered licking her friend's pussy and swallowed them. The towel fell. My hand cupped her ass, pressing her onto me. I felt my cock again in Maro's mouth, who continued to sit on the edge of the bed in front of us. My fingers descended to the blonde's holes but found them occupied by Maro's fingers. I covered her hand with mine to feel her movements and the juices already running from the freshly-washed little pussy. The only thing convincing me I wasn't dreaming was the blonde's wet hair on my face while I suckled the lobe of her ear. An hour ago they didn't know me and now they were taking me in a threesome.

The blonde moaned and had goosebumps. She raised her right leg and rested it on the bed between Maro's open legs. Her big toe slipped into her labia. Maro left my cock, rubbed her pussy on her friend's leg, bent down and began to lick the blonde's pussy, which she had thrust forward. I found an opportunity, wetted my middle finger, and slid it slowly into her ass, meeting internally Maro's fingers which were working on her pussy. She looked at me with an expression of pain and pleasure, and tightened her grip on my cock in her palm. I grabbed her ear in my mouth again and worked on it in rhythm with the movement of my finger. Now I had the entire pinna in my mouth and was exploring it with my tongue. Waves of pleasure that started from her clitoris, her pussy, her ass, and her ear were shaking her, and her hand transmitted them to my cock. She came with strong spasms, shouting that she couldn't take anymore. Her juices reached the floor. Breathless, she hugged both of us and threw us onto the bed.

"You are both amazing women," I said. "You found her button. She can't stand having her ear licked at all," Maro explained to me.

"What's your button?" I asked her.

"Her ribs," the blonde jumped in. "She can cum just from stroking them."

Maro's button.

I stood Maro upright half a meter between the two beds and sat on the adjacent one. I cupped her breast and began to play with her hard rib with my lips. The blonde took over the other breast. She was sitting opposite me, on the other bed. Our knees touched, enclosing the upright Maro between them. I watched the blonde's movements on the other breast to steal her technique. She alternated between gently caressing the rib with her lips or tongue to intense sucking and soft bites.

I put my right hand from behind between Maro's legs and began to play with her holes. She was soaked. I inserted two fingers into her pussy and my thumb into her asshole. I was holding her by her holes like we hold a bowling ball. I rubbed the membrane between her vagina and her intestine and violently moved her pelvis back and forth. She moaned loudly. She grabbed us by the hair and pressed our heads hard against her breasts. She began to thrash and scream again. Her juices ran down her thighs. The more she shouted, the more intensely I worked my fingers and mouth. She tightened her thighs and convulsed. She had immobilized my hand but not my fingers. She grabbed my arm and I carefully withdrew from her holes. She sat on the bed and was still trembling with spasms. I looked at her face. It seemed much more beautiful to me now. It shone with satisfaction, surprise and happiness.

In the bathroom. I got up and went to the bathroom. While I was soaping my face and fingers, the blonde came in and sat down to pee. I approached her with my erect cock. She took it in her mouth while peeing. I gently caressed her neck and breasts and she caressed my balls. One of her ears was still bright red. She performed an expert, gentle blowjob with her mouth half-open, driving me crazy.

Suddenly I felt a strong slap on my ass. It was Maro. I grabbed her from behind, cupped her tits and kissed her neck and ear. My cock was resting against her ass. She began to move it left and right, rubbing it on him. She bent down and kissed the blonde on the mouth as if she wanted to get the taste of the cock from there. She had arched her back and continued to move it on my hard-on. I spread my legs, lowering my cock, and as it passed from buttock to buttock I felt it getting wet with her juices. On the third pass she stopped, moved backwards and my cock slipped on its own into her pussy. I grabbed her by the waist and fucked her slowly and pleasurably. Her pussy was burning and she started moving it left and right again. I strengthened my movements. Her head was now resting on the belly of the blonde who was sitting on the toilet. She looked at me conspiratorially and sucked Maro's ribs. I would pull my cock all the way out and thrust it back into her pussy as hard as I could. I watched it going in and out. Her labia formed a membrane that wrapped around it and slid over it each time it came out. Her hand played with her clitoris. Her juices soaked my balls.

At some point I felt my cock, instead of going back into her pussy, wedging into her asshole. With a cry more of pleasure than pain, she slowly took the whole thing inside her. That bitch had done it on purpose. Her ass was dry and tight. I began to thrust in and out of her hard and fast. She was getting close. She grabbed my balls for me to go inside her as deep as possible. She bounced, moving her pussy up and down. She came, trembled and howled. I grabbed her under the hips and began to move her up and down, impaled on my cock. She continued to scream and convulse. Breathless, she yelled at me to cum. I didn't need much. I moved her pelvis up and down with my cock buried deep in her ass. Her feet no longer touched the floor. She had become a bundle in the arms of the blonde who was looking into my eyes. I began to cum and there was no end. I shot jets of hot cum deep into her intestine. Her fingers were tearing at her pussy and spasms shook her body.

I got out, knelt and watched her still-open asshole. My cum, thick, came out from there and rolled over the fingers buried in her pussy. I felt like licking her but hesitated. I caressed, kissed, licked and bit her wonderful buttocks. Her asshole slowly closed while her fingers smeared my cum everywhere. We got under the shower. I had my honors. The girls soaped me all over, caressed and rinsed me. I reciprocated as much as I could, with preference for the blonde's statuesque body. Maro kissed me with her tongue in my mouth and the blonde tried unsuccessfully to revive my fallen cock with her mouth. My button. I had lit three cigarettes and we were enjoying them. I was lying on my back, perpendicular to the single bed. Maro to my right, also on her back, resting her head on my stomach. The blonde to my left, lying on her side, resting her head on my thigh. She had her knees bent, her legs open perpendicular to each other, and she was showing me her pussy. I propped my head on her knee and gazed at it. It didn't have the enormous labia of Maro's but it was very beautiful. It was carefully shaved with straight, half-open, plump lips that ended at the swelling that covered the clitoris. Two fingers above began a small tuft of blonde hairs. I couldn't resist the temptation. I pressed my lips to hers. The sensation of her tender skin drove me wild. I dragged my lips over her lips and sent my breath between them. She was gently caressing my balls and the inside of my thighs with her fingertips.

"You didn't tell us your button," Maro's voice was heard. "To do nothing and be taken care of by two wonderful creatures like you," I replied.

Maro, without lifting her head from my stomach, turned her back to me and took the head of my cock into her mouth. She played with it with her tongue, slowly enjoying it, and caressed my balls. The blonde got up, gathered the lit cigarettes, lifted my legs, and knelt between them. She licked my asshole, pushing her tongue inside. She sucked and licked my balls. She kissed Maro on the mouth with the head of my cock between their lips. She licked my cock. She took it slowly and deep into her mouth. She went back down to my asshole and pushed her tongue deep inside again. My cock had become a rod. For quite some time they kissed it, licked it together, and argued over who would take it deeper into her throat. At some point I felt Maro's finger entering me. I went to react but I heard her say, "Let me, I know what I'm doing." I let her, and the bitch knew very well what she was doing. She didn't move her finger in and out but pressed the prostate gland in rhythm with her sucking my cock.

"Do you like it?" she asked me. "It's driving me crazy," I answered, "but if you continue like this I'll leave your girlfriend unsatisfied." "My girlfriend," she says. "Why? Do you think I'm satisfied?"

She got up and sat on my rod with her back turned to me. Her pussy now was dry, hot, and very tight. Her few fluids were thick and sticky, and as she moved up and down I felt that her vagina was sucking my cock and not letting it come out from inside her. Now every time she rose I could clearly see that strange membrane coming out of her pussy and wrapping around my cock. It was a wonderful sensation. The blonde licked alternately my balls, my cock, and Maro's pussy. Maro moved up and down, swayed her pelvis back and forth, and sometimes sat still squeezing my cock only with contractions of her pussy.

She took it out and put it slowly-slowly into her ass. She leaned on her hands, leaned back a little, and continued to move, sometimes up and down and sometimes back and forth. The blonde's head was stuck to her pussy. Her movements became more intense. She moaned continuously. Strong spasms drove my cock deeper into her ass. She continued to move, moan, and breathe in the same rhythm. The spasms thinned out. Her rhythm relaxed. She moved as if drunk. I grabbed her by the hips and continued to move her back and forth. Her moaning became continuous again. She shouted that she was coming again. I intensified my movements. My cock twisted inside her, tore her ass, and hurt. The spasms started again while the blonde's head remained stuck to her pussy. They hugged tightly and kissed on the mouth while some spasms still came, delayed.

I had felt neglected. I asked the blonde to sit with her pussy on my mouth. (I had fantasized about this position since I was young, and whenever I'm with two women I don't miss the opportunity.) She came and kissed me passionately on the mouth. Biting and licking my lips, she smeared me with Maro's fluids. Then she turned her ass to me and, passing her calves under my arms, brought her pussy exactly to the right spot. I tenderly caressed her labia with my lips. I pushed my tongue between them. Sometimes I sucked her clitoris and sometimes I pushed my tongue into her asshole. She, with amazing mastery, as if guessing my every desire, brought a different spot to my mouth each time. I caressed her little ass and guided her. The contact with her tender skin electrified me. Her scent intoxicated me. I sucked every fluid of hers with pleasure. I ate her pussy with frenzy. Now I was dying to fuck the blonde, even though at first I desired the juicy Maro more.

She, turned face to face with the blonde, was giving her own recital, riding my cock. Sometimes slowly and pleasurably, sometimes fast and rhythmically, sometimes with her pussy and sometimes with her ass, she moved in every direction and twisted, screwing my cock inside her. Occasional spasms shook her. She squeezed her breasts, rubbing her nipples, and the spasms thickened. Then she relaxed and continued slowly and pleasurably. She was indifferent to me and I to her. She found it with my cock and my cock was with her. Her pussy had dried, had swollen, was tighter than her ass, and was sucking me inside it. The blonde licked the sweat from her face and kissed her on the mouth.

I asked the blonde to turn so I could lick her clitoris more comfortably. I located it and trapped it very easily between my tongue and teeth. I pressed it rhythmically and it went in and out of my mouth. Her moans became continuous. Every muscle of her body had tightened from the tension. She wasn't moving at all. Very quickly she shouted to me that she would come. I grabbed her by the ass cheeks and stuck my mouth to her clitoris. Her spasms, at first restrained, quickly became uncontrollable. A long, drawn-out "I'm commmmmmming," a cry of release and relief, echoed. My beard was filled with her fluids. She collapsed on her side and brought her mouth to mine. She licked her fluids, swallowed them, bit my lips, kissed me, and was still trembling.

The ass-fucking of Maro.

Maro, straddling my cock, looked dazed and utterly exhausted. "Did you get enough, baby, or do you want more?" I asked. "Just a little more," she answered huskily, stirring from her trance.

I went wild. Without pulling out of her, I sat up at the edge of the bed (the chair-bed). She wrapped her arms around me, kissing me deeply with her tongue in my mouth. With my hands under her legs, I rocked her pelvis back and forth. I could feel her pussy tightening, sucking my cock deep inside. Every time it slipped out, it gripped me tighter than a hookah. When I felt her approaching climax, I stood up, lifting her up and down, impaled on my hard shaft. She felt weightless. To avoid cumming, I kept bouncing her hard—my cock twisted inside her, I was in pain, tearing. But it turned her on intensely, and she started gushing. As she came, I intensified my movements until I felt her go limp, paralyzed, impossible to hold.

I was panting, my arms were shattered, drenched in sweat. I laid her flat on the bed, lifted her legs high, and plunged into her ass. I fucked her savagely, cursing at her as filthy as I could: "Insatiable slut, whore, cock-sucking bitch, I'm ripping your hole apart, tearing your slit open—you won't be able to sit down again," and so on. With her mouth open, she stared into my eyes. Expressions of pain and pleasure alternated across her face. I hammered into her brutally, my cock crooked, tearing her apart. We both hurt. Her clit rubbed against my fingers, and Maro, hand on her pussy, came again. She convulsed, and between her screams, begged me to cum. In vain. My balls were swollen and aching, my cock numb, about to burst. I had no strength left. I stopped moving and just enjoyed the last spasms shaking my cock buried deep in her ass. I pulled out slowly, knelt down, filled my mouth with her labia, kissed her clit like I was worshipping a goddess, then left for the bathroom.

Finally, with the blonde.

I had washed, but I let the water run over me to relax and revive myself. I admired my swollen, rock-hard cock. It had been a while since I'd seen it like this.

The two girls entered the bathroom. Maro walked oddly. "You destroyed me," she said, smiling, and stepped under the shower. The blonde bent over the sink mirror, inspecting her still-sensitive ear, red from being licked. I approached from behind and apologized. With my fingertips, I gently, tenderly caressed her back, and with the head of my cock, her ass cheeks. Her pussy was at the same level as my cock. "I've been dreaming of this hard-on since the moment I saw you," I told her, fully erect. "You're not the only one," she replied coldly, but immediately, as if regretting it, she arched her pussy back, and the tip of my cock touched that soft, electrifying skin. I slid slowly into her and paused to savor it. After the cold shower, her pussy burned me. I felt gentle contractions of her muscles and saw her watching my reactions in the mirror. I began moving slowly, pleasurably. The rougher I'd torn her friend apart earlier, the more tenderly I now enjoyed her.

Maro came over, pressed her tits against my back, and caressed my balls. She spread our legs without interrupting us, slipped between them, and started licking the pussy I was fucking and my cock sliding slowly, torturously in and out. The blonde moaned softly. I saw her face in the mirror—eyes closed, mouth half-open—completely lost in pleasure.

At some point, Maro took my cock into her mouth, sucked it well, and guided it into the blonde's tight little hole. The blonde opened her legs even wider and took me in with her mouth wide open, eyes still shut. I entered slowly, but not too difficultly. Maro shoved her fingers into the girl's pussy and kept licking her clit. I moved slowly, luxuriously, leaving the hard work to Maro. I could feel her fingers beneath the head of my cock, moving inside the girl's pussy, and I was going crazy.

The blonde was trembling. She gripped the sink, no longer moaning, her face contorted. Her ass cheeks had tensed up. I grabbed her tits—same thing. Her asshole clenched my cock tightly. A sharp "I'm coming" escaped through her teeth. I stopped moving, gripped her waist hard, and thrust as deep as I could. Her first convulsions shook me. I was ready. "I'm cumming inside you!" I shouted. With two quick thrusts forward, the first thick knot of semen shot out of my urethra. Her spasms intensified, and a scream of release and relief echoed all the way down to the street. Successive jets of thick cum surged through my swollen cock, perfectly synchronized with her powerful contractions. I felt my balls would never empty. "Still cumming!" I yelled, buried deep inside her. I felt she had relaxed, but the spasms continued. I still felt Maro's fingers under the head of my cock, moving inside her pussy.

When she was sure her ass had sucked every last drop from me, she stood up and kissed me tenderly on the mouth. My cock slipped out; Maro caught it, pressed it to her lips, but hesitated before licking it. She stood, wrapped her arms around us both, kissed the blonde, and fed her the fluids from her mouth. Hugging each other, the three of us stepped back under the shower.

Epilogue

They left in a hurry, rejecting every suggestion I made—they had friends waiting. The blonde covered her ear with her hair, but Maro walked just fine. I stayed alone. I hadn't yet realized how I'd ended up with two such liberated, experienced, horny girls, or how this three-hour orgy had erupted just half an hour after meeting them.

I found Maro again by calling the department store where she worked. We met two more times: one eventful weekend in Pelion and a mind-blowing one in Thessaloniki, where I live permanently. I might write about those too. I never saw the blonde again. I learned she was a hardcore lesbian who avoided men. That morning, Maro had promised to show her what she was missing—and afterward, she said, "If you weren't a man, you'd be an incredible lesbian." Lesbian, of course, I've never become. But I believe I've perfected my technique in pussy-licking.