My first threesome when I was 18When I was 18 and working at what was then called the Defense Communications Agency, lots of men noticed me, and a fair number of them wanted me. And I wanted them right back.One guy, D.B., was such a flirt – he would pass by my chair and rub my shoulders, make suggestive remarks, and then walk away to leave me tingling where he touched me (as well as where he didn’t) and thinking of how good it would feel to have him on top of me. He was new there, just taking over for a guy who had been there several years. The older guy was retiring, in his early 60’s I think. I’ll refer to this older guy as C.D.B. came up to me during an exercise at Site “R” and asked me to come out with him and some other guys. I turned him down, because I was really tired pulling midnight shifts and not sleeping well in the open bay barracks.He told me later that he had bought a bottle of cognac to make drinks for me, since I’d mentioned my favorite drink was cognac and coke. I felt pretty guilty at that point because I knew that stuff cost a little money and I was sorry I had disappointed him after he went to this effort for me. He said I could make it up to him by going out with him and C. that Friday after work and having a drink or two with them. I agreed – thought it would be fun to go out with coworkers and get a bit tipsy after work. So he drove me to a local Holiday Inn, where there was a nice bar and lounge area. I didn’t think anything of the fact that there were also rooms there, as most of the good bars in the Arlington area were attached to hotels anyway.I got my cognac and coke, and was flanked by D.B. and C., as I sat between them. I had my legs up on a chair…I was wearing a garter belt and stockings, and a white skirt with a slit so I could walk easily and nice white sandals with CFM heels on them, and a tight-fighting t-shirt type of top that you could see my nipples poking through. (I hadn’t figured out yet at that point that I needed to buy bras with a bit of padding to conceal the headlights…) Some guy at the opposite end of the lounge was watching canlı bahis us, kind of looking up my skirt, smiling at me. It felt heady and sexy and wonderful. The whole atmosphere was intoxicating to me. I had these men sitting so near me, stroking my legs and my shoulders and neck, telling me dirty jokes, and I was feeling nice and warm inside after I drank half of my first drink (doesn’t take much to make me drunk) and I could smell these men, smell their skin and they smelled good to me. I could feel the wetness between my legs making my panties stick to me….D.B. got up to phone his wife, to tell her he’d be out all night I suppose, and C. made his move. Now I should probably mention that I didn’t feel any attraction for C. – I thought he was a nice guy, but I wasn’t hot for him like I was for D.B. C. said to me, “Lorrie, D.B. and I come here every Friday and have drinks and pick up a woman to have a threesome with. Would you like to be that woman tonight?” And he waited for my answer. I picked up the drink and took a big swallow from it, set it down, looked him in the eyes and said, “yes.” We got up right then, before I could even finish that first drink completely, and he escorted me to his room.It felt really naughty to me to be having sex with a man I didn’t even feel attracted to. It felt slutty and dirty and good and damn I liked it. I kissed him briefly and then knelt before him, taking him out of his pants, holding his hot throbbing fuck meat in my hand…took him in my mouth and the moment I had my nose pressed against his belly, taking as much of him down my throat as I could, he came. He shot stream after stream of lovely jizz down my throat, and I savored it, swallowing most of it and then holding some in my mouth for a minute so I could really taste it. It tasted like heaven, tasting his love juice mixed with the cognac and coke I had drunk earlier. I kissed his balls, his thighs, his softening prick. I was a happy girl, but I still needed more. The aching deep between my legs would not let me be completely at peace…He asked me, “do you want me to bahis siteleri go get D.B. now?” “Yes, please.”I had an attack of self-consciousness then while I was alone in the room. What was I thinking? How could I possibly expect to please these two very sophisticated men who were decades older and more experienced than I was? I was certain everything I was doing was wrong, and oh, what if they thought my thighs were too fat or what if they didn’t like my breasts or…. Really I wanted D.B. a whole lot and that made me vulnerable, I was suddenly so afraid he would not want me, not really, in spite of all the signs he’d given me for weeks that he really did. I went to the bed and got under the covers, pulling them up around my shoulders, trying to be invisible, worrying that I might not be good enough for D.B….He walked in the room with C. behind him to close the door. He strode over to the bed with the most intense expression I’d ever seen on any man’s face. To be honest I’ve only seen that look once or twice in my whole life. I didn’t know what that look meant at 18…now I know. At the time it frightened me. But he was on the bed within a few seconds and he ripped the covers out of my hands…pushed me down on the bed like a toy and spread my legs wide open and dived in with his tongue… Damn that man had a talented mouth…After letting him give me a world-class licking all over, I wanted to give it back to him…loved his cock with my mouth for a good long time, sucked on his balls and got him so nice and slippery with my spit, had him lie down on the bed with his legs spread so I could toss his salad. This encounter was the first time a man ever did that to me, and the first time I ever reciprocated. I discovered I liked having it done to me, loved doing it to a man, and discovered most men really love having it done to them…lots of learning to do at 18, what can I say? I needed him inside of me…by this time I was aching so badly it hurt…and I was begging him, “please, baby, please, fuck me hard and deep right now….” He got me on my hands and knees, my face güvenilir bahis buried in the pillow, ass up in the air… He thrust into me so forcefully I thought he was going to go right through me. I bit the pillow and groaned with an out-of-this world mixture of pleasure and pain as he hit the neck of my cervix with his cock. He gave it to me like that until I was drenched in sweat and trembling all over and panting into the pillow. I was completely out of my mind with pleasure at that point. I wasn’t aware of time passing or the fact that C. was sitting in a chair watching this, wasn’t aware of anything but this beautiful cock filling me up and moving inside of me and giving me such ecstasy… At some point – I think it was over an hour later – he pulled back and let me ride him for awhile. I rode him more gently, rubbing myself some against his belly as I moved back and forth on him….that felt real good too….We ended up just in standard missionary position towards the end, and I was begging him just to fill me with his cum, because I honestly was getting really sore and swollen by this point and I needed him to cum….he had been drinking so he could last all night…but he had perfect control over his orgasm, had it within a few minutes of when I asked him to cum…To say I was a happy girl would be the understatement of the year. I was all but purring. Bliss is the only word that comes close to describing how I felt. I thought, “this is the happiest day of my life” and really I can’t think of any other day that tops that one, to be honest with you, LOL. I felt bad ignoring C. the rest of the time but as it turns out, he had a rather long refractory period and wasn’t going to be getting back in the action anyway, and was content to just watch and store up memories for future use. I went home so sore between my legs (but what a wonderful soreness it was) and feeling cum between my thighs and still tasting cum in my mouth and went to sleep still consumed by such bliss and contentment….more than anything else, if there is a heaven, I want to relive that evening again and again… Mmmm…I love men sooooo much….I love cock so much….as I remember all of this, I’m thinking how lucky it is that I was born a woman and could experience so much pleasure at the hands of men…