A threesome

Firstly, this poem is based on truth and fantasy, the relationship happened many years ago. Now it’s over and I found it in an archive on my computer. No harm in sharing here.

A Tryst, Just Fantasy

He sits there waiting, just outside
The car is silver, old and bland
He looks however, fervent,
Nervous glances over here,
Up to the window above my head,
Glancing for movement, seeking motion.

I know he wants to come inside,
I know he wants to come,
Inside the house,
I look deep in, into his eyes,
He fails to look back into mine,
He searches out for someone else.

I know he wants you, he looks for you,
He knows not of me, he’s waiting for you,
He hesitates to think of what to do,
To wait, to stay, how long to hang around?
Should he call, or slip away,
There is only one thing I can do.

It has to be done, I have to do,
I turn to the front door,
And catch my breath, this is it, I think,
I open the door, I see him look,
He panics; I hesitate, but walk in earnest,
He stares in dread, fearing his fear.

He turns to start the car, eager to escape,
I smile and raise my hand, he pauses,
Then calms, he fails to look me in the eye,
I walk aside his car, lean towards his window,
“Coffee? Please, come inside,
I guess I know why you are here.”

He smiles not sure, I guess the mood,
Intensity, momentous possibility of passion,
He came for a reason and still not sure,
To stay or go, to come inside,
To come,
“To come.” That resonates inside our heads.

Without a question, he leaves his car,
He hardly speaks, did he say hello?
He’s quite dark skinned, not english, that shocks me too,
A strange elation, my heart aroused,
What am I doing, it’s turning me on,
Does he expect what might next happen.

He follows me inside, entranced, spellbound,
Absorbed in emotion, he seeks you out,
I hold the door he walks on through,
Brushes past me, what the hell,
This might be fun, it might just not,
How far, each thought unknown, each move.

“You came to see her? My lover?”
“She will be back soon, would you like to wait?”
He does not answer, confused, aroused,
He tries not to look, folds his hand on face,
He stammers something, a blurt of words,
He looks towards me inviting my move.

I smell his sharp scent, tangy and pungent,
Not unpleasant, but unmistakeably foreign,
Strong and spicy outweighing his aftershave,
His face is stubbled, a Mediterranean skin,
His eyes are dark, and his hair curls,
Yeah, I can understand what she sees in you.

“It would be better you wait, up in her room.”
“I could wait with you?”
“You could give her a call?”
“She’ll be driving back now, tell her where you are,”
“Ask how she feels, you waiting on her bed.”
“See what she wants, she will be horny for you!”

He lays on your bed with uncomfortable excitement,
I look down at him, where I normally to lie,
His chinos wrapped so tight, so taught and so stiff.
He fumbles his phone, nervously texting your number,
“Take off your clothes,” I stammer with fear,
He puts down his phone, unbuckles his belt.

Our hearts pound together, the elation soars,
His chinos pulled down, his pants vulgarly stretched,
He lays on your bed ready for you,
Back rests on pillows, crotch spread ready,
His clothes are a tumbled and s**tter the floor,
His cock barely covered and spewing his juice.

“Take off your clothes,” the first he has spoken,
His accent raw and deep, confuses my senses,
My hormones burn with unknown anticipation,
I undress my apparel, my cock lurching free,
His gaze now focused at my burning crotch,
I ache for sex, I smoulder, desire.

He lays just before me, he lays on your bed,
I stand up before him, naked and nervously tense,
His phone starts to ring, he glances at it,
And then up to me, as he pulls his pants down.
As his cock stands up proud he answers his phone,
“Hello princess, so where are you now?”

“Guess where I am?” He goads you on,
“On your sweet bed, came in through the back door,”
“No nobody’s here, I let myself in,”
“I lie on your bed, naked for you, my cock gently pounding,”
“it’s waiting for you.” I hear your sweet voice,
“Oh geeze, fucking hell.” Your voice rasping through phone.

He looks back at me, and beckons me over,
Finger on pursed lips, I slip to his side,
I feel the warmth of his body next to mine,
I see the size of his cock, swelling his pants,
It girth and length exceeding mine,
It gently pulses as he hears your voice.

The phone now on speaker, he speaks quietly to you,
“I imagine you squatting, over my face,
Just like the last time, so wet and exposed,
My tongue lapping your sweet lips, protruding from cunt,
My cock again waits to penetrate you,
Now where would be your tongue, my little princess.”

You answer so warmly “wrapped around you!”
“Nibbling gently, sucking you in, tasting your nectar,
My jeans now undone, my fingers delve cunt,
Where you say your tongue should be now.
I am hurrying home, not too far away,
Please wait there for me, be ready for me!”

“Take off you clothes as you run up the stairs,
Come to me naked and ready for sex,
I came here to come, I come here for love,
For you to be naked as you scurry through the door,
Look down on me then, with pulsing erectness
Once more to penetrate deep within you.”

“Through the town now and heading your way.”
She urgently gasp your request on the phone.
“Play with yourself, tell me, how does it feel?”
The excitement too much, I bend down my head,
And engulfing your hardness deep in my mouth,
Your deep groaning with lust filling the room.

“Oh god that’s so horny, you’re sounding so good,
It is not that much further, I need you right now!”
I continue to suck you, lap at your balls,
But you cannot retort, you try to stay quiet.
“Oh god this is good, I’m so close to coming.”
“Oh gee hang on baby, I will soon be there.”

Time passes by, the phone stays on line,
Occasional moments of whispered intentions,
“My fingers, so wet.” She exclaims as she drives,
His cock dribbles freely, is smeared on his head,
Then licked with my tongue, a sweet bitter taste,
“I just need a good fuck,” echoes the line.

“I want that big cock again, burning my cunt,
To have it rammed deep and pounded so hard.”
“The though makes me come, the vision of you,
My fingers delve deep; I imagine they’re yours,
I then cup at my breasts and squeeze hard my nipple,
Oh god it feels good, I need you right now.”

Then the phone goes quiet, and your engine cuts out,
You are there just outside and we hear the door slam.
“Hello, I am here, just in the front door,”
“Ripping my clothes off, my pants are so wet!”
“Wait at the stairs; I will call you up,”
“Finger yourself, make ready and wet.”

He positions himself, prone across your bed,
I crawl down between his outspread legs,
Kneeling down there, hidden from door,
His cock in my hand, the head in my mouth.
His cock spewing precome, tainting my tongue,
He is lying there waiting, you awaiting his call.

“Come up my princess, we are ready for you,”
The phone now turned off, you trip up the stairs,
Your fastened pace as you come down the landing,
And burst through the door to the shocking new scene,
“Oh my god, I had no idea, what are you doing here?”
“Fuckin’ hell that is just so horny.”

You stand there just frozen absorbing the sight,
Hair tumbled and free, your face flushed with lust,
Your chest heaving heavily, your nipples hard and raw,
Your cunt cleanly shaven glistens with wetness,
Lips clearly visible puffy, engorged and red,
Wantonly lustful, shameless and barefaced. Sex.

Without much more said, you climb on the bed,
You fold yourself over and sit on his face,
A muffled approval as you look down on me,
The face you once had is again filled with lust,
Your hands squeeze you tits and play with your buds,
Your eyes watch intently as I suckle his cock.

Then soon you are down,
With your head next to mine,
And we take it in turns to blow on his cock,
I suck on his balls, you conquer his meat,
Our fingers delve deep and caress his arsehole
We kiss together and sample his scent.

Then turning around and ready to fuck,
You place yourself over him and aligning your cunt.
It glistens with sweetness, ready and wet.
My hand grasps his cock and fingers open you up,
I aim for you cunt as you lower y’self down,
His cock penetrates deeply, you sigh with such joy.

Then pumping away I watch his cock plunge,
Your ass cheeks spread, his cock so deep.
Your cunt devours all as it slurps in and out
I lean myself forward to smell the sweet nectar,
Ravishing my thoughts and melts my brain,
Lust so great it devours my all.

My cock stirring hard as I look in awe,
I lean forward and lick cock, cunt and arsehole.
I tenderly rim your tight little bud,
then prod my tongue and enter within,
You groan loudly with joy,
“Oh yes Ben, harder please deeper!”

With all I can muster, I climb up behind,
My cock so much harder than ever before,
I aim at your rosebud and gently push in,
Penetrated now as never before.
The feeling so tight you make way to my pole.
Now deep within, filled in each hole.

It does not take much to bring us together,
Your warmth, your feel and touch too much,
I feel myself swelling within,
His cock so close to mine, with you in between,
That burning heat of love and lust.
He moans, I groan, we come together.

We spew our sauce within you now,
You scream with come and lusting penetration,
Our bodies sweat and run together,
I kiss you back, and lick your sweat scent,
My cock slips from you and gently you moan,
I slip and sink down to your side.

You lay on him as he slowly wilts
My hand encasing you both,
His cock slips out and my fingers delve,
Probing your sodden depths,
His come in cunt and mine in arse
Run and mingle together as one.

You slip down and nestle between us both,
My fingers run and mark out a trial,
The sticky goo tracing its way,
Up over tummy and cupping your breast,
I leave the trail for us both to suckle,
One nipple each pert and hard.

The smell of sex of three-way sex,
So strong it burns the nostril
But overpowering scent of love
Desire fired within each one
We pant for more we long for more
Our eyes ablaze with fire

I run my tongue across your lips
You taste his come and I taste yours
His tongue now too probes with ours
They mingle and dual, the sex scale formed
Moistened by tongue, devoured by all
The fervour rises, the tension bites.

You hands wander down between us now,
Each hand alighting on hardening cock,
Gently fondling, caressing, cajoling,
Then tugging perhaps with a little frustration
Tired cocks excited back to life,
“Hey boys, that was lovely, let’s do it again”

You turn around to kneel between our legs,
Grasping cock and pumping hard,
Head dips down and licks the heads,
Tongue probes slits,
Eyes wild with abandoned lust,
Devouring both to fill your mouth.

“I want you both to fill both ends!”
She clambered back up to us both,
Kissing and sucking balls, our cocks,
Navels, chests and necks,
Her tongue dipped from mouth to mouth,
Then lay down between us.

And so we set to task, fingers, tongues and lips
Set about the girl, licking everywhere,
To raise emotion from all her pores,
To stimulate her senses, to tickle, lick and suck,
To probe with fingers to ply with love
No piece of flesh left unattended.

The source of desire sought, our passion led
From head to foot we covered,
And zoned in on our prey, the fleshy folds
Between her legs from belly to bum crack
His tongue there and my tongue here
She rose with fire and lust.

Oozing sex from every pore,
Her juices flowed in streaks,
Across our faces, torso, limbs
We drank and savoured every drop,
Probed deep between her legs
Our tongues mingled with juice so sweet.

With her legs agape our lips entwined
We kissed one and every hole,
Tongues slipped in between the folds
And into every crevice, sex shuddered
Our bodies wet with sex desire
So now for penetration.

Our bodies wrung with sweat and sex
We twisted into shape, she plunge my cock
Deep in her mouth and his deep in her cunt.
I lay beneath her watching up,
His pulsing cock drove into her.
Pummelled deeply on every stroke.

With one concluding sexual scream
Our heighted sexual powers release,
He in her and me in her, fused with sexual power.
Orgasmic juices overflowed from ever orifice
Our pores explode the bedroom drenched
Satiating our desires within.

My cock slips from her mouth and his
From her cunt, oozing dribbling
Smearing across her sex,
She lays herself down on me
Satisfied, replete our body juices mingle.
Her sex pressed against my face.

She rolls away, I turn around,
I join them side by side.
Limbs unfold and cross each other,
Exhausting sex a happy desire,
We lie together for the while,
Not wishing for the spell to break.

She lies between us calm and safe,
I look upon her with love and desire,
My lover so long far beyond just a friend,
To share her with him, how could this be good,
Will I love her forever? Of course it shall be
The conquering of sex, the boundary found.