Message-ID: <17783eli$9812030433@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: jimgriff@mailexcite.com Subject: 2times4 - M/F/m story - more twists than spaghetti. Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: All the usual warnings apply. Don't steal for profit. Copyright resides in writer. Respond to jimgriff@mailexcite.com. (Reposts of first three chapters available on request.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 2times4 Joni knew she had Peter where she wanted him and how she could turn the tables after their last sex session. Joni had noticed that he had quietly licked his own come from her pussy and that he hadn't objected to the taste. That was the weak spot that Joni had instinctively seized upon and later she realised that she had the key and she wasn't going to let it go.Peter had believed he had finally got control of her, but Joni knew that men only got that power if women let them and she was all- woman and all-knowing. She laughed to herself as she reflected on how she had shared all their love-making with her friend Carol and how they had discussed it all in intimate detail. "Men", she thought, "they don't know that they know just half of it!" In fact,she was right. While Peter was gloating over the prospect of a threesome with Joni and another man, she was quietly plotting. "Carol, you know that guy you were talking about,what is his name, Robin? " Joni mumbled down the line as she drank some wine and talked on the phone."Oooh, yes, he's rather lush. But I did tell you didn't I ? He's a bit different." "That's why I want to meet him, Carol. I have something in mind", Joni murmured. "Yeah, I've a little proposition to make to him." "OK, I'll give him a ring and give him your number, OK? " Carol giggled. "What are you playing at now, Joni?" "I'll tell you when its happened," Joni laughed, "It should be a good story". Peter had become increasingly frustrated by the fact that Joni had not contacted him. Messages on her answering machines and his e-mails got no response and finally he made the move that he had not wanted to make and he had called into her local pub where all the journalists hung out. "Peter! So nice to see you." Joni smiled and Peter nodded to her colleagues. "Could we have a word?" he whispered in her ear. Much to his embarassment, Joni turned to the crowd and said "Excuse me, Peter wants a quiet word". Taking Joni by the elbow, Peter guided her over to a vacant booth. "I'll have white wine, German and fragrant, " Joni smiled at Peter. "Er, yes, I'll get it now, " Peter managed to smile while feeling far from happy about his foolishness in making the first move this time round. It was only when Joni had settled down and sipped her glass a couple of times that Peter felt he could approach the subject, nbut he motored on regardless of the situation. "You have made an agreement with me." he said quietly while looking her in the eye. "You know the consequences of not fulfilling your side?",he cocked an eyebrow "and I am not a man to let such things go." Joni had rehearsed the following line frequently in the last few days and it rolled outso naturally that even she was surprised at her confidence. "If you want to share me with another man, it'll have to be some-one I want. If you really want it to work, then trust me. I've never done it before," she said, while remembering that she was lying and that it had been an event that could still get her going in her dreams. Peter was taken by surprise. he had thought she was blowing cool and when she spoke so positively about the prospect of a threesome, he lost the script, like any other manin his position, and forgot about the implications of what he was getting into. But, Joni did't. She had it planned, like a military expedition, down to the last detail and she had no problem setting Peter up. They agreed to a meeting in a week's time when Peter would be back from a foreign trip. Joni managed to persuade him that it would be easier to meet in her flat and that she would have another man ready to join them and have an orgy. She made sure of his attention by stroking his leg and even squeezing his prick while they moved closer and talked more intimately, allowing Peter to believe that he had got it all sorted. Then, to complete the effect, Joni jumped up as one of her colleagues crossed the bar and when she caught him in conversation, Peter beat a hasty retreat and looked forward to their next meeting confident that he was in control. When she was ready, she phoned Peter and invited him to her flat, promising to produce another man to share her and, as he realised he had no choice,Peter agreed. He was looking forward to this and he was confident that he could still keep control. After all, if Joni did attempt to videotape herself with two men, he couldn't be accused of non-consensual intercourse if he played it cool and forced her to beg for his involvement. No, he would look for cameras, but not really worry as this kind of media coverage was two- edged sword and he could handle that. The days of sexual indiscretions by politicians being regarded as scandals was fast disappearing - thanks to Bill Clinton, Just don't lie was Peter's response and if it got a few more votes for him as a bit of a lad, then so be it. He really didn't worry about it when he agreed to meet her and her friend Robin. It was a week later when Peter rang the front door of Joni's flat and was stunned by her meeting him wearing a see-through baby doll nightie that barely reached her pussy which was covered by the tiniest of see- through knickers. She well knew what the effect of a sixties "glamour" style outfit would have on Peter. After all, he was of a certain age, and she was amused by the lustful shock that he revealed when she invited him in. He was even more confused when Joni invited him into the seductively-lit lounge of her flat. Indian sitar music was playing and the room was full of incense sticks attacking Peter's senses with a powerful, sensuous aroma. Sat on the sofa was a young, dark-haired man, smooth and slim, wearing a tracksuit. "This is Robin." Joni waved her hand and Peter was struck by the young man's smile and was struck by his dark, brown eyes looking straight into Peter's eyes. "Pleased to meet you," was all he said as he shook hands. Joni went to the drinks cabinet and twirled round. "Well?" "A beer, Belgian or, I don't know, continental." Joni got a bottle from the cold store and opened it. "Make yourself at home", she said as she gave him his drink and invited him to sit on the sofa,next to Robin. "Let's play a game" Joni exclaimed. "Strip poker?" "No," laughed Robin, "I don't know any card games. How about strip chess?" Peter laughed. "With three of us?" "Ok, you two play and then I'll join in," said Joni. "Oh,no, you don't, replied Peter. "You join Robin and I'll play the two of you". "That's fine by me" said Joni. "You take something off every time you lose a piece, or you do a dare." Peter smiled and agreed. He was confident that he was still in control as he was no mean player, having been a promising junior tournament player and a keen follower of the game, often completing chess problems in the newspapers. As the game started, Joni let Robin concentrate on the normal opening while she busied herself over the other side of the room. When she returned she brought a hookah pipe and lit it. Immediately, a large cloud of smoke drifted across the chessboard, pungent with the finest Afghan black. When it came to Peter's turn, he moved a paw decisively and then settled back to take a huge toke on the hookah. Robin was playing with some skill and Peter realised that he needed to strike down the side towards the enemy queen, which had castled into a corner. With a swig from his beer, he lunged forward and began an attack. Joni's bay-doll costume and Robin's shoes went quickly and Peter's capture of a knight, led to Robin standing up to take off his track-suit top,revealing a slim, almost hairless body that caught Peter's attention.Inevitably, Robin responded to the attack and Peter had to discard his jacket and shoes. For a few moves, it all slowed down, as the dope began to course through their veins, forcing Peter to concentrate even more. At last, he saw an opening on the other side of the board and once again, he was through their defences, forcing Joni to take off her knickers and Robin to end up naked. Joni, once again, filled the pipe and sucked deeply and Peter couldn't help notice the quiet way in which Robin stroked her thighs as she nestled down onto the cushions on th floor. He was tantalised as Joni slowly opened her legs to allow Robin more access to her pussy. She appeared to have gone off to sleep, but occasional murmurs and gasps were testimony to the skill Robin had in keeping her bubbling in heat. Peter was determined to make the most of his advantage by making a bold move towards the centre of the board, managing to get Robin in a pincer movement which left him with with only one choice - which piece to lose - a rook or another knight. Peter took a huge toke of the hookah and relaxed. He had won and he now intended to use his power. "Your dare, Robin, is to suck Joni for five minutes." Robin smiled and nodded. He sank down onto the carpet, his naked body turned towards Peter as he began to lick his way up Joni's thighs. Peter was captivated by the scene that he had orchestrated and moved closer to see Robin nibbling Joni's labial lips and when he began to suck her clit, Peter was delighted to see Joni writhe in ecstasy and begin to moan, but when he joined in by sucking her nipple, he was surprised to see Joni pull back, completely in command of herself, and laugh at him. "That wasn't part of the dare!" So, Peter, was forced back on the defensive. When Joni jumped up and got him another bottle of beer, he took it sheepishly and returned to the game. Distracted by her beautiful body as she leaned over to watch, Peter made a wrong move and suddenly he was in trouble. Robin moved quickly to expose Peter's rash attacks and before he knew it, Peter was also naked. He couldn't help but notice Robin's leisurely gaze at his body but he was more concerned about undoing the damage he had brought on himself. The game was evenly balanced and if Peter hadn't taken the hookah pipe from Joni,things might have been different, but once again, he took a huge toke and he was lost. He didn't know that Joni had put some opium in and he didn't realise that this was a turning point in the whole relationship because he was having too much fun. When he lost his Queen and faced check, he broke out in a sweat. But, Joni didn't appear to look triumphant as she fell back and asked Peter to suck her clit. "Go 69," She murmured and so Peter kneeled over mouth and sank down to suck her from above. "Lovely, she said, "but don't forget that you owe me another dare." Peter was filled with lust as he began to suck and nibble her thighs working his way down to her cunt as she began to lick and kiss his prick. Joni took her mouth off his prick to call to Robin. "Now fuck, me Rob, fuck me good." Suddenly, Peter was confronted with the sight of Robin's prick entering Joni's cunt just inches from his eyes and hew was fascinated. Robin started with slow but deep movements, but then he pulled out and waved the head of his prick round Joni's clit. Instinctively, Peter handled him and teased Joni's clit with the helmet of Robin's prick. As Joni responded by sucking on Peter, Peter was faced with a desire to put this man's prick in his mouth. The more he looked at it the more he desired it. But he placed Robin back into her cunt and went back to sucking her clit as Robin began to bang hard into Joni. The bouncing around made it difficult for Peter to keep to his task, but he was delighted to see Joni go rigid and begin a moan that turned into a deep-throated "Yessssssss" as she climaxed and simmered down. "That was beautiful, you two." she sighed, but you haven't finished have you?" Peter was too numbstruck to answer but Robin laughed and said no. "In that case you had better finish each other." Peter couldn't beleive what he was hearing, but, deep down, he knew his lust had to be assuaged. He just lay there, with his eyes closed until Joni leant over and kissed his eyelids. As he opened them, he saw her smile and kis him on the lips. "Robin is beautiful isn't he?" she giggled, just like me". Peter was gone. He felt her slither down his body with wet kisses on his nipples and then felt another mouth on his nipples and anothe pair of hands begin to caress his body until, in his drugged mind and body, he didn't know which was which. Lower and lower they went, and when the first mouth kissed his rigid prick he couldn't really care. Slowly, but surely they moved round until they were both in a sixty-nine position. Openeing his eyes, he once agaisn saw Joni's pussy and Robin's prick close to his head and he moved to kiss Joni. But, as his excitement grew at their soft licking and kissing of his prick he turned to kiss Robin's prick. He reached out to stroke them both and nibble and kiss them until he didn't care which body was which. It was when some-one's lips sucked him in and began to thrust his prick into their mouth that Peter began to respond and it was Robin's prick that he began to concentrate on. Instinctively he realised that it was Robin who was now sucking him. Only a man could do it that well, he recognised, but any taboo or revulsion he might have felt in the past had long been lost in lust. This was Joni's chance and she took it. As she quietly left the two men to their drug-induced orgy, she fetched her camcorder from the other room and quietly crept back to capture Peter and Robin their gay, or was it bisxeual embrace. The full Monte orgasm that blasted through Peter as Robin climaxed in his mouth was the high point of his sexuality until now and she put the camera away as they began to come down. "There we are," Joni said, quietly. "A proper threesome. How did you enjoy it, Peter?". "How did you know?" he asked, knowing the scale of his defeat. "Well, you men may have the power,but you are really blind" she replied, "you cannot see what is in front of you - and that includes yourselves" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Its taken four months (since 2times3) to write this. Is it worth it? Is there any-one out there going to respond? If you do, please e-mail me at jimgriff@mailexcite.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----