Stacy’s One-Night Stand for Three

“Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.”

Stacy turned to see the guy she’d been eyeing off across the bar had finally summoned the courage to come over and talk to her.

She didn’t usually approve of pick-up lines, but his was cute, at least. Just like his appearance.

Her raised eyebrow dropped, and she smiled at him instead, making sure to push her chest out so he got a good look at her cleavage.

“Well hey, it’s Hot Guy Number 1.”

His chest almost visibly swelled, and Stacy had to suppress a smirk at how easy it was to win a guy over. She leaned closer. “But you know, there’s a Hot Guy Number 2, sitting just over there. We were flirting last night when I was here, and he seems really nice.”

His face dropped. “Oh. Sure. No worries. Well, if you change your mind, I’ll be back down the other end of the bar…”

Stacy reached out to grab his hand. “No, don’t go. Stay and chat. I’m Stacy.”

“Camden.” He perched on the edge of the bar stool.

“Camden.” Stacy ran her hand up his thigh. “Nice to meet you.”

His cock bulged in his pants. “You too.”

The music picked up, much too loud for conversation. Stacey leaned closer. “You wanna dance?”

“Sure.”

He was just as awkward on the dance floor as he was off it, but he was cute, and Stacy thought everybody deserved some fun, even if they did appear to be a bit socially odd. She danced beside him, rubbing her butt against his hip, and when she could manage it, his cock.

He seemed to be enjoying himself, and when she took his hands and placed them on her hips he loosened up a bit, nerves giving way to a smidgen of confidence.

Several songs in Hot Guy Number 2 showed up.

“Mind if I cut in?” His voice was a deep rumble in his chest, making Stacy’s nipples peak.

Camden stepped back, but Stacy grabbed his hand and held him there.

“How about we all dance?”

“All three of us?” Camden didn’t look so sure, but the other guy grinned.

“Sure. Though I can think of somewhere much more comfortable than the dance floor.”

Stacy beamed. “I was hoping you might suggest that. I’m Stacy.”

“Eli.”

She turned to Camden. “You want a fuck?”

He seemed taken aback, but he nodded, his pupils dilating.

“What about a threesome?”

Camden’s gaze flicked from Stacy to Eli and back again. “I’m not into guys.”

Stacy shrugged. “As you’ll both be giving your attention to me that shouldn’t be a problem.”

Camden hesitated, his palms growing sweaty.

“You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” she assured him. “You can pull out at anytime.”

Eli sniggered at comment, and Camden blushed.

“Okay. Sure. I’m in.”

Eli lead the way to his hotel room, the bass from the music below resonating through the floors.

“Is this your first time?” Stacy whispered to Camden.

He frowned. “I’m not a virgin.”

She giggled. “I mean your first threesome.”

“Oh.” His expression cleared. “Yeah. It is.”

“I love threesomes. Two cocks, four hands, two mouths. Everything a girl could ever dream of.”

He didn’t seem so sure.

In the room Eli turned to Stacy, pulling her into a deep kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as she ground her groin against his hip.

Eli began kissing his way down her neck as he fought with the buttons on her blouse, and she turned to Camden, pulling him close.

His kiss was much more gentle, the softness of it somehow turning Stacy on more than the force of the other man’s kiss.

As Eli took a breast in his mouth Stacy reached down to stroke Camden’s cock through his jeans. It pulsed, and he opened his mouth with a groan, letting Stacy’s tongue sneak between his lips.

“You feel big,” Stacy whispered, pulling away.

He shrugged. “Size doesn’t matter, right? It’s what you do with it.”

A smile stretched across Stacy’s face. “Well I’m really looking forward to seeing what you do with yours.”

Eli’s hand slid between her thighs and she spread them, gripping Camden as Eli’s fingers rubbed against her pussy through the thin fabric of her knickers.

Camden kissed her again, caressing a breast as he did so, his thumb grazing her nipple, as Eli kissed her stomach.

This was what she liked. This focus on her, every sensitive spot on her body being touched as she dissolved into bliss.

Eli slid her underwear down her legs, and she lifted her feet to kick them aside, her focus returning to kissing Camden as Eli’s tongue found her clit.

She groaned, and Camden pulled away, kissing her ear and shoulder before taking a nipple in his mouth, the sudden wet warmth causing her to throw her head back as a wave of pleasure washed through her body.

“Lay me on the bed, guys.” She could barely get the words out, but they heard her, Eli removing her skirt before picking her up and moving her to the bed. He delved back between her legs, his tongue stroking the length of her pussy while Camden continued to suck her breasts.

“No.” She stroked Camden’s face. “Let me suck you.”

His eyes widened, but he was quick to remove his clothes and kneel by her head.

She took him in her hand, watching his pupils dilate as she stroked him a couple of times. She arched her head, lapping at the tiny slit in the head of his cock, circling the head several times before opening her mouth to cover him.

He groaned, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Between her legs Eli moved from her cunt to her clit, his tongue flicking as his fingers delved inside.

Stacy groaned as the world dissolved around her, an orgasm tearing through her body thanks to Camden’s cock, and Eli’s tongue and fingers.

She sank back on the bed with a groan. “Oh my God. That was so good!”

Eli gave her a damp grin. “So what would you like next?”

“First, I want to see your dick.” She sat up, stroking his cock through his pants.

Eli grinned, pulling off his shirt first, then his pants and underwear, in some sort of strip tease.

“Mmm. Nice.” She stroked it a couple of times. “How do you feel about anal?”

His eyes lit up. “I’m keen if you are.”

“Then that means that you — ” she turned to Camden. “Need to get on your back.”

“Aye, aye.” He grinned, laying down as she straddled his thighs. His hands came to rest on her hips, sliding up her sides to cup and stroke her breasts.

“Better not forget these.” Eli dropped a condom on the bed, and Camden’s face turned red.

“Shit. Sorry. Got a bit carried away there.”

“All good.” Stacy tore open the packet and rolled the condom over Camden’s hard on, then leaned over him to press her breasts against his chest and her slit against his length.

She kissed him, tilting her hips to catch the tip of his cock, then pressing down over him, the two of them groaning in sync as he filled her.

She thrust a couple of times, holding his gaze, then turned to Eli who already had a condom over his cock and was squeezing a tiny sachet of lube around the head.

“I’m guessing you’ve have anal before?” he asked, holding her gaze.

She nodded, her spirits soaring. “Certainly have.”

“I’ll take it slow,” he said. “Let me know if you want me to stop.”

“Oh, I won’t.” Stacy smirked. She turned back to Camden, arching her back to give Eli better access as she kissed Cam again. His hands were still cupping her breasts, his thumbs roving over her nipples.

“That feels nice,” she said in a whisper.

“I’m glad,” he whispered back.

Eli pressed his cock against her arsehole, and Stacy took several deep breaths, relaxing her body as he eased his way inside with several short shallow thrusts.

She closed her eyes to focus on the sensations in her body. It all felt so good, Camden’s dick in her pussy, Eli’s in her arse. Soon he was balls deep and she took another deep breath, reveling in the sensations.

“You ready?” Eli asked, his breathing heavy. Stacy nodded. She held Camden’s gaze. “Fuck me,” she whispered, gripping his shoulders as Eli began to thrust from behind her.

Camden nodded, and she kissed his shoulder briefly before burying her head into his shoulder.

Being fucked by one guy was nothing like being fucked by two. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through Stacy’s body, pulling her away from the real world and sending her into pure bliss in a way nothing else on this world could.

As the men moved inside her orgasm after orgasm spiralled through her body, and she clung to Camden as first he and then Eli came.

As Eli pulled out Stacy sank onto Cam’s chest.

“Fuck,” he said, his eyes wide.

“I’ll say.” Eli smirked, removing his condom and tossing it in the bin. “That was hot.”

Stacy grinned. “Just the way I like it.”

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