Taboo Threesome

I had it all planned. I’d spoken to Mary and she was up for it. Katie was going to tag along to take some photos. I had this need to be outrageous. I wanted to have Mary fist me in the middle of the conference table in our meeting room at work.

I’d provisionally booked it at the end of the day. There would be people around in the outer offices but when the ‘Do no disturb’ light is on everyone knows not to enter. But the risk’s there.

But then after lunch, I got a call. I was being demoted, someone higher up the food chain needed that room. I was offered the secondary meeting room, but that has windows into the corridor so I cancelled the idea.

It wasn’t the end of the world. I had a debauched evening to look forward to. Mary and Katie.

I contacted Mary to tell her about the change of plans and we agreed that I’d go directly to them after work. We’d decide then whether we were going out for some exhibitionism or staying in for an orgy! Decisions, decisions.

When I arrived Katie opened the door dressed in a toweling robe. She obviously noted my look of surprise.

“I think we’re staying in,” she said smiling, and opened her robe to reveal her nakedness apart from some white stockings. “Mums,’ she announced noting my expression. I was still having trouble deciding whether Katie was truly naive or pretending to be. Perhaps tonight would provide the answer.

She led the way into the lounge. Mary was at the other end of the dress scale, very smartly attired.

“Am I missing something?” I asked. Mary giggled. “Confusing aren’t we? We’ve made some decisions in your absence.”

“Yes?” I answered tentatively, not having a clue what was going on.

“First, I’ve decided to let you take photos of me. I can see what a turn on it is, all those men looking and lusting and I’ve decided I want some attention too. I thought I ought to dress up!”

“Ha. Not sure that’s necessary Mary but welcome aboard. Are you happy to show your face?”

“Noooo!” She emphatically announced. “But I will show everything else.” To prove the point she raised her skirt like a can-can dancer, revealing a pair of sheer knickers.

“And you, young lady?” I said addressing Katie.

“Me? I just want to be lusted after by all those old men who follow you.”

“How do you know my fans are old?”

She looked at me, put her hands on her hips, and pouted. “I’m nineteen, I doubt they’re going to be young compared to me.” I laughed, “Point taken. Do you want to start with photos?”

“Yes, we thought it might ease us into things given, you know, our relationship.”

So I started snapping. Katie first. She slipped her robe off and threw herself into it with gusto. You’ve seen some of the poses she did the first time and she was just as open this time. Her mother being there didn’t phase her at all. Then she produced a dildo. “Is that yours?” I asked somewhat stupidly. It just surprised me she’d have toys, as I say she is an enigma. “Yes, new though.”

I then did a set of Mary in various stages of undress. She was far more reserved than her daughter, but we ended up with some sexy shots that I think you’ll like.

I felt damp. I was desperate to play. It was difficult to know how to approach it though. On Sunday the two of them had engineered it. We didn’t need to now but I felt there was some reticence. I think because we all knew what we were about to do was approaching a taboo line. But that thought pushed me to action. I walked over to Katie and took her hand. “I assume you don’t want loads of wet patches on the lounge carpet,” I said to Mary as I led her daughter upstairs. She giggled and followed.

We went into Mary’s bedroom (I call it Mary’s although I assume she still shares a bed with Simon. I’ve never actually asked.) and I fell onto the bed still holding Katie’s hand. She followed me and our lips met. She was naked and I was still fully clothed. I felt another pair of hands on me. Mary was undoing my blouse, pushing my bra off my tits, and dropping her head to suck a nipple. A hand went up my skirt. I couldn’t be bothered to work out who it belonged to. It found my knickers and tugged them down. I raised my bum and they were soon down round my knees.

I hadn’t been idle. My hand was firmly between Katie’s legs, fingers delving deep. She was as wet as I was. I managed to part my legs. Mary’s head was now giving me attention. I do love the touch of her tongue there. Katie broke lip contact, stood up over my head turned around so she was facing her mother and face sat me. I managed to get my hands on her bum cheeks and pulled them aside, my tongue finding her clit and I sucked and licked as best I could. I was having trouble concentrating. Mary’s tongue was still doing wonderful things to my clit.

I haven’t read much porn but I can’t remember discussions about how difficult it was to concentrate on two erogenous zones at once.

I gave up the battle. I’d return to Katie’s cunt. For now Marys tongue was sending me over the first cliff of the night. I almost bucked Katie off as I came and she collapsed forward onto her mother who had rolled away from my legs. That’s when it happened. Mary’s and Katie’s heads ended up beside each other and there was no hesitation. Their lips met and ground into each other, their hands found each other’s tits and they rolled together next to me. I knelt, slid a hand up a leg of each of them and let my fingers burrow into their cunts. I hesitate to put into words what was happening. I just knew it felt heavenly to be part of it.

I may have only just cum but the sight in front of me was so horny I had to join in. I leant forward and collapsed on to them both. Their lips parted and invited mine to the party. My fingers still playing in their cunts were joined by others. God. I was frigging mother and daughter. Mother and daughter were frigging each other.

How long our hands were working I’ve no idea but Mary was the first to climax. A guttural growl so misplaced in her petite frame preceded the gush. Our hands out of her pussy. The stream soaking my body.

Then young Katie. I left Mary frigging her cunt and started running my fingers around her anus. The touch was sufficient. She too issued a deep grunt and her hips bucked violently.

God what a session. We all just lay on the bed. How Mary would hide the results from Simon I had no idea. The bottom sheet was saturated. No way would we not have soaked the mattress. Funny they never mention this element in porn either do they?

I watched my two friends. What we had just done was well on the boundaries of what most ‘decent’ people would regard as taboo. Depraved. Debauched. Personally I’d never felt so alive. By their expressions I saw no guilt.

“Happy?” I ventured.

“Ecstatic.” Came back the reply from Katie. I looked at Mary.

“You know what? I had my doubts about this. About this whole evening. The photos, the sex. Should I be doing it? How wrong was it? Now? Let’s do it again! And as for the photos. Yes, show me. Offer me. Get me tributes! God I need to be violated.” The last sentence shouted at the top of her voice, arms raised in the air. Katie roared and threw herself at her mother. “Allow me!” And we were off again. This time not so rushed, not so needing to do it in case someone changed their minds.

I sat back to watch mother and daughter. I was going over to Kaz’s on Saturday and hoped I’d be repeating the scene. I sat back against the headboard, legs wide apart gently fingering myself while I watched the two of them. No hesitation. No sign it was mother and daughter; just two highly desirable women having a lesbian session.

Katie pushed her head between her mother’s legs and started kissing her pussy. She was kneeling, her bum in the air. I couldn’t resist. I went over, pulled her cheeks apart, and ran my tongue around her anus. Now it was her turn to have two areas being stimulated. I wondered if she’d cope better than I had. Her pussy was wet and I gathered up some of the moisture on my finger and gently inserted it into her bum. I heard a little gasp and felt her push back against my hand. I held firm. My finger disappeared further into her. Her head came up from her mothers groin. “Christ!” And she came. Another massive orgasm. Legs trembling, back arched, a load groan. She collapsed next to Mary so I took over cunt sucking duty. My hands groping Mary’s tits, her nipples solid as pips. The whole atmosphere supercharged. Mary followed her daughter in no time at all. I thought things might calm down for a while. Half time or something, but Katie had other ideas. The energy of the young. “Can we do that scissor thing?” I wasn’t sure who she was asking, but I nodded and found her sliding up my leg. I think any woman that’s never done this is missing one of the most satisfying of, of what? Masterbation techniques I suppose. I can’t quite explain why it’s such a turn on. I just know it is. Certainly for me and judging by Katie’s reaction hers too. She ground her clit into mine, our moans mingling with the delicious slurping noises emanating from our grinding pussies. Whether Katie did it deliberately or not I don’t know but she stopped moments before my orgasm was going to erupt, climbed off me and replaced my clit with her mother's. I couldn’t stop. My fingers went into my hole, my eyes glued to the scene in front of me. Perverted heaven. It would be nice to tell you we all ended coming together but we didn’t. I came first then Katie then Mary. This time we did subside into a heap.

I had no idea of time. I had no idea of how many times I’d come. I just knew I needed more before the night was out.

But then Mary’s phone rang. Ten pm. Simon. We were too wrung out to scamper around to tidy the bed. If he wanted a video call we were in deep trouble. Mary answered. Not Her usual monotone.

“Hello darling.”

I didn’t remember her using the term darling before and glanced at her. I saw a glint in her eye. What was she going to do?

“Yes, I’ve just come… To bed.” She’d left a deliberate gap. Winked at me. I glanced at Katie. She’s noticed it to and was smiling broadly.

“We’re having a girly night.”

“Yes, Katie’s here, and Tracy’s come too.”

There was no doubt Mary was doing it deliberately. It was funny, but I worried about the consequences.

“Oh Tracy’s so kind, she’s given us both a huge lift. I think we ought to have her around for supper one night. I do think you should get to know her as well as we do. You’d appreciate her then I’m sure.”

Oh god. My mind went back to our conversation last Sunday. Mary wanted me to come on to Simon! Could I? Lying there in the bed with these two delicious sexy women-yes! After all, he wouldn’t try anything in front of them, would he? It could be fun seeing how much I could show before I got a reaction! I caught Mary's attention and indicated I was okay with what she was doing. She gave me a thumbs up.

“Well, we can talk about it when you’re back.

“Yes darling, she’s still here. Yes, I know I said I‘d come… to bed. Tracy’s staying the night. We do have a spare room you know. For goodness sake, you’ll be suggesting I’m going to share a bed with her and Katie next. If that’s what you want to imagine have a nice fantasy, goodnight.”

With that, she put the phone down, a broad grin on her face.

“Well that will give him food for thought and my betting is he’ll definitely agree to you coming to supper so he can make up his mind about you.”

“Wasn’t the brief meeting at the event enough then?”

“Apparently not.”

The telephone call had given us a chance to calm down and Mary surveyed the wreckage of her bed. “I’m not sleeping here tonight, it’s saturated. I take it you are staying Trace?” I nodded. “Okay, Katie, let’s all use the spare room. Simon will expect it to be used anyway and it’s a comfortable double.”

“Won’t we just be making that wet too?” asked Katie.

“You want more?“ her mother responded.

“Don’t you?” She replied looking at us both. I for one couldn’t say no. Katie was sitting cross legged at the end of the bed idly fingering herself. I didn’t answer, just grabbed Mary's hand, pulled her down the bed with me and we started devouring her daughter again.

The morning might bring regrets but the night was an unbelievably sexy orgy.