‘How many threesomes have you done?’ he asks me.

My brain freezes. He is on top of me, inside me, around me. I don’t really know him or anything about him. I know where he works and that he has had fantasies about me. I bet he still does.

The funny thing is that he is not asking if I ever did one, but how many. My mind is trying to absorb the sensations, it has been so long since my last sexual encounter. It is good to feel a dick inside me. Even if the alcohol is not helping with the hardness. It is a good one.

How does he know? I kind of think when a woman is too unblocked, open, unlimited, it shows in her love making, or should I say, in her fucking… Either he was baiting me to see what kind of lover I was or he simply felt in my body that I had done what he asked.

After that the question was, what to answer, the truth? For some reason I thought it was better to lie. Instead of twice, I said: ‘once, I’ve done it once’

‘Any orgies?’

What?! ‘No, not yet at least’

‘What was it? Two guys and you?’

‘Yes’

‘Only once?’

‘Yes’

‘Why? Why not more?’

‘Hey threesomes are not that easy to arrange you know?’

‘How was it? Did you have one in your mouth one in your pussy? Or one each side?’

‘Both.’

‘Do you want to be on top now?’

 

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