Warm Letter

In some ways our three-way life was going great, but not so much in others.

We were getting on well with each other and as a group and we'd worked out how to cover all the washing and ironing do the housework and keep the modest garden with its front and back of the house lawns under control. Equally, agreements had been reached on the finances, the three cars and what would happen with Dave's home and furniture. On the other hand, however, although we were all getting our full share of sex, albeit in differing combinations of partners, it didn't feel quite right and was not as 'all together' as certainly I, and think the others as well, had hoped when we started this.

The 'confessions' about our sexual experiences that we'd all made helped as that brought us closer together and somehow made talking about our three-way arrangement much easier. That led to us agreeing that we hadn't really developed our lovemaking hardly at all from the first few times we'd had sex. It also helped us agree that we needed to develop it further, and although any pairing of us could have sex it was the three-way version that was the jewel in the crown of our relationship!

After that first long weekend when Sara returned from her cramming study course for her bar exams, we had more time trying to work out how we were going to handle things around the house and particularly the sex. As they both had to go out to work, which I didn't as I could do my freelance writing from home, our free time was limited to the evenings mostly, although we did squeeze some sex in a few mornings, but generally that wasn't that successful.

It all came to a head one summer Saturday when Sara and I were sunbathing in the garden and Dave was at work.

"Yes darling, exactly, I have never stopped thinking about it," I said leaning forward so that this time our breasts in the skimpy bikini bras pressed together with some of our boob flesh touching. We stayed like for what seemed an age, but was probably no more than a few moments. Our gazes were locked and were unwavering as I whispered, "Are you thinking the same as I am darling?"

She nodded, opened her lips and whispered back, "Yes Jay I think I probably am," just as I brushed my lips across hers and as I heard the door from the house opening, so I sat up and moved my body away from hers.

"Hey this looks like fun," Dave said as I heard his footsteps approaching from behind us, "Can anyone join in?"

"Hi darling," Sara said standing up, embracing Dave and kissing him on the lips as his arm slid around her and his hand fondled her bum

"Hi Sar and hello Jay, my we do look fab. I should have come home earlier it looks as though I've been missing something, have I?"

"Nothing that you can't catch up on," I said turning and facing him as my almost bare boobs welcomed his admiring gaze and knowing smile.

"Really, so how do I catch up quickly?"

I looked at Sara, who was looking wound up and very nervous, and I said, "Shall I tell him Sara, or will you?" I was purposefully pushing the issue as I knew that if it was left up to her then nothing would happen.

"Oh I don't know, Jay, you decide."

"Let's go inside Dave as what I have to say is more of an indoors thing, come on," I said as they both followed me into the house and we stood in the sitting room where so much of our lovemaking had started and some had taken place. I turned and faced him and in just my bikini and heels said, "Sara and I have agreed Dave that this isn't working properly."

"What isn't us living together?"

"No, well in a way yes, but more so the sex side, it isn't quite right yet."

With a nervy looking grin he replied, "What, am I not giving you both enough?"

"No it's not that as I know Sara will agree with me that you're doing well in the quantity count."

"So don't I fuck you okay?"

"It's not that either," I said looking from Sara to Dave and back again as we both watched the bulge in his chinos starting to move.

"So what the hell is it?"

"We don't think that generally we're making love as a threesome."

"But we're always together aren't we, apart from the times it's just been two of us and we've always told the other about that, haven't we? Unless, of course you two have been having it off without me."

"No Dave, we haven't it's not that either."

"Then what the fuck is it, tell me for Christ's sake?"

"Mum, Jayne go on, you tell him please," Sara said almost pleadingly.

"Dave don't take this the wrong way and we are not in any way blaming you we are all at fault."

"At fault with what?"

"It's like this...................," I started, pausing before blurting out with. "When we have sex it's not working properly as a threesome."

"No, but we're all there and you both get something don't you?"

"Yes true."

"Well what more do you both want, I've only got one dick you know," he said with a laugh.

"Yes we had noticed," Sara giggled, adding, "More's the pity, but it'd be nice if you had two, one for each of us."

"It's not about your dick and what you do so well with the lovely creature," I said moving closer to him and running my hand up and down the outline of his erection, "It's how we all do it."

"What, er, um, oh my God Jayne, what the fuck do you mean?" he replied.

"To put it bluntly love," I said pressing my breasts against his chest and almost flattening them, "So far what's really happened is that you've fucked one of us as the other's been as good as an onlooker."

"Well you have kissed and touched each other."

"Yes true Dave, but what mum's saying is that when, say for instance, we're doing it, she's left out and again vice versa and whoever that is feels jealous."

"Well I have tried swapping over from one of you to the other, but it's not easy for a guy to stop a fuck mid-way through it you know?"

"Yes we understand that, but somehow we have to overcome the 'you fuck me while she watches' syndrome that we've been in so far," I said.

"Ok ladies I think I see what you mean and I'll try and share it around more okay."

"Yes, great Dave thanks and actually mum and me have some ideas on that," Sara said joining us in the embrace as she and I looked at each other and raised our eyebrow in hopeful gestures.

"Yes, of course, love," I said kissing him and giving his cock a good squeeze, "Come on let's go and put what we've been preaching into practice shall we?"

"Yes right," Dave replied not moving his erection away from my hand, but asked, "So you want me to do what, act how and handle each of you?"

"It's hard to say," Sara said joining us and pressing her near naked body against mine, also fondling Dave and kissing him so all three faces were touching as she muttered, "More like this, I guess, as, for instance, I get so fucking jealous when you fuck mum, I feel left out."

"Yes I do too when I watch the two of you. I know it can't be helped, but somehow Dave you need to be more inclusive so that all three of us are doing it together at the same time."

"And not you fucking mum as I look on and then vice versa," Sara suggested.

"Now I'm totally confused," Dave said, making me feel rather sorry for him as clearly he didn't really get it, but then how could he, after all he's a man and both Sara and I know full well what they think with where sex is concerned, and it's not their brains?

"I can understand that Dave," I said kissing him, "Come on let's go upstairs and we'll show you."

Walking up the stairs behind my daughter with her pert ass in the bikini panties swaying just in front of my face, with Dave's arm around me with his hand on my butt and my boobs bobbling around, I felt excited, yet worried. Excited about the impending sex, but worried about how things would go with the three of us and whether he would be able to help Sara and me get what we wanted from him? In my bedroom, standing beside my American, king size bed I put an arm around Sara resting my other hand on her shoulder with my fingers dangling down her chest almost touching her boob that was still in its bikini top and looked at Dave and said, "Why don't you undress first Dave?"

Looking a little bewildered he stumbled a reply, "Oh right, yes sure okay, are you two going to as well? Er not that there's much to remove."

"All in good time love," I smiled at him letting my fingertips brush across the swell of Sara's left boob? In return she pressed herself against me so that the back of her right arm squashed against my left tit as we watched him quickly removing his clothes and we saw, not surprisingly, that he was almost fully erect. He looked delicious and I almost broke the agreement Sara and I had reached just before he got home, but I resisted the temptation and, said, "Okay Dave now lay in the middle of the bed please."

He did that with his erection completing its growth making him look awesome with his thick, veiny, bloated cock rearing right up his flat stomach. I whispered to Sara, "Do you want top or bottom love?" as I slipped my bikini panties down and flicked them with my foot towards the laundry basket.

"Okay if I have his bottom half mum?" she replied removing her bra.

Although we'd been like this, or similarly undressed numerous times now and I had been naked for Dave several times when Sara was away, it was still such a massive turn on to pull my bikini bra down, turn it around to get at the clasp, unclip it and take it off baring my tits for both of them. It was made an even bigger turn on when Sara slid her panties down and exposed her hairy minge and pink lips, that I could see were already wet, making me a little jealous as recently at my age that hadn't happened so quickly.

"Yes of course love, we can change round when we like can't we Dave?" I said smiling at him as we both climbed onto the bed, snuggled down, lying half on and half beside him and kissed him right on his mouth. That was also such a buzz as Sara's and my bodies rubbed together and as we kissed him we also kissed each other. I licked around his lips and then as Sara's mouth met his I licked hers as well with her breaking the kiss with Dave to kiss me. At the same time our tits brushed and pressed against his chest and his hands were all over our bodies.

"Okay now Sara?" I asked.

"Mmmmm yes, very, very okay," she replied as we shuffled around with her straddling his hips and me his face and shoulders. I was looking at her holding Dave's cock and rubbing it up and down her pussy lips, as I felt his hands gripping my hips and pulling me down a little so that he could get his mouth to where he and I both wanted it to be, right on my cunt. And like that Sara, Dave and I had what was really rather good three-way sex.

In such circumstances it wasn't at all surprising, that I started to orgasm. But it wasn't like most I'd had before. No, somehow, probably by chance and what else was going on between Sara and me, he took me halfway up the scale of a climax and kept me there giving me bursts of sensations making me think I was going to fully orgasm only to take me back down again. Whether this was intentional or not I had no idea, but as he'd not done it to me before, I guessed that it wasn't skill on his part more luck, but then I didn't care? As he moved his tongue around inside mine so my body shuddered with feelings and low moans burst from my mouth causing me to reach out for Sara's tits that I cupped and squeezed. At the same time, she, who I could just about see was using Dave's cock as if it were a dildo, was whispering to me and stroking my face and hair with one hand and pinching my nipples with the other.

In this wonderfully erotic, loving and tender, mutual embrace, boundaries became blurred and the edges of our bodies merged together. It was almost as if I lost the ability to understand where my body ended and where theirs began. It was as though we were becoming one mass of naked, entwined, sexually aroused flesh with no separate entities just one being. We were all connected, me completely to Dave's mouth, Sara by using his dick on herself, though as far as I could tell he wasn't fucking her, but she was masturbating herself with it and all three of us with our mouths, hands and fingers and by our bodies being entwined. My arm was around Sara and she was cradling my face to one of her breasts as Dave caressed the other one and somehow was managing to hold me back from erupting into a full climax.

I saw that his hands were not just roaming over my body, but in turn they were also caressing, stroking and squeezing hers as indeed I was too. I'd found the silky, smoothness of her back and had stroked it sliding up towards her shoulders and down to where the roundness of her bottom was spreadeagled across Dave's thighs with his cock in her hand. His hands found my breasts and squeezed and moulded the pliant, soft and sensitive flesh holding one so that Sara's mouth could find and enjoy them. In some ways, Dave holding my tits and sort of feeding them to Sara embodied what we had been talking about with the three of us making love together rather than three couples doing it separately and it was lovely. I watched with fascinated intensity as Dave held my boobs and Sara's face started moving towards them as she opened her mouth. It was an amazing sight to see my engorged nipple vanishing inside and her lips closing around the hardened bud just as she had when she was a baby and like then, she simply closed her eyes, sucked quite hard, grunted, gripped me tightly and wriggled her body against mine.

Just as we'd discussed in the garden and the sitting room earlier, she moved so that she was bent forward as she now totally unashamedly made oral love to my breasts. As her mouth and tongue and teeth and lips and hands and fingers stimulated every nerve end in them and as Dave's cock did so many things to her, his fingers found my eagerly waiting wetness and my hand slid further down her body. Suddenly, I found that touching her bottom and feeling her beautifully rounded cheeks and the cleft between them became important to me, so reaching out with my heart pounding my fingers touched her there. It felt so good and it seemed as if my fingers were glued to her flesh that almost without thinking I stroked and gently pinched. One of my fingers slid along the crease between her cheeks and finding the puckered surround of her hole, I pressed on it and without consciously thinking slid it in at least to the cuticle. Her reaction was immediate and wonderful. "Oh my God, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, yes mum yes, yes, yes Jayne," she moaned as she writhed herself against my finger.

"Nice baby, do you like that?"

"Oh shit yes, it's amazing do it Jayne do my bum please?" she asked now blatantly pushing back against my finger, thus forcing it further up her until it was in her past the first knuckle. I held it there still for a moment or two for experience had told me that newcomers to anal finger sex need time to accept the different sensations. After that, I started to slowly push it in even further and then out a little way as I began to finger fuck my daughter's arse. As I did that she continued sucking one of my breasts and rubbing my lower stomach as Dave, who I could see out of the corner of my eyes was sliding the end of his cock along and around her lips, alternated between kissing me and her and sucking the nipple on my other breast. I felt, more than saw, her fingers leaving my breast and sliding under me. I moved my bottom a little so that she had easier access to me then my entire body bucked as her fingers touched the lips of my vagina. Almost at the same time as she touched me there, so the fingers on my other hand found the swollen, velvety wetness of hers. My heart pounded as I ran my fingers along them also feeling Dave's erection that was now buried inside her something I hadn't seen him doing.

But it was getting too much for us. Dave's cock had been hard and used by Sara as a dildo on her bloated, soaking wet cunt lips now for a quite some time and understandably he couldn't wait. Sara had been slowly building up to making love to me, I'd had his tongue exploring all around my pussy for what seemed an age and Dave had been fucking her for I had no idea how long. Now, we really were as one emotionally for we each needed, or so it seemed from the noises we were making, to gain the release from the sexual torment that extreme arousal creates.

"Oh fuck me Dave," I heard Sara gasping, "Make me cum, please baby fuck me now and make me cum."

"Yes Dave, fuck her, fuck Sara," I moaned as her fingers slipped inside my lips.

"Oh fuck yes, yes, yes," he groaned as he started thrusting harder and harder at her with his cock and at me with his fingers. It was glorious and I started to cum. I started to lose consciousness and logical thought as the sensations roaring through my body distorted my mind. I went into that state of such acute arousal and sexual extremity that I might just as well have been unconscious. I lost all sense and meaning and had no idea whatsoever about what I was doing and what I was saying, or who was doing what to me. My body became a receptacle for them to pleasure. My breasts were mounds for them to adore and my cunt became the focus of everything. I orgasmed very heavily indeed and it wasn't until those feelings subsided a little that I felt the wetness of Sara clamped firmly around my fingers and I then realised they were buried deep inside her and as she was riding them, so she was grunting and moaning her orgasmic satisfaction, "Oh, oh, oh ooooooooooo. Oh yes, yes Jay, yes," she moaned as her fingers dug deeply into my breast. The three of us were a pile of naked thrusting, convulsing flesh as we all climaxed together and had the most mutual of three-way orgasms.

"Wow that really was something," Dave groaned sliding out of Sara with a slurping sound that sounded deliciously dirty. Rolling onto his back I had that disappointing feeling of being unfucked as he took his god only knows how many fingers out of me.

"Mmmmm yes darling, it was wasn't it?" Sara sighed kissing Dave's chest near to where I was resting my fingers.

"That's exactly what we were talking about earlier, it's precisely what we wanted, thank you so much baby," I said in a near whisper also kissing him with my cheek rubbing against Sara's face, and then getting practical I asked, "Shall we have dinner now and carry on after it, or stay here?"

"What's on the menu, love, I'm bloody famished," Dave told us, kissing us both somehow.

"I cooked a chicken earlier, which should be nice and cold now as it's been in the fridge all afternoon, so we can have that with salad and some of that nice, crunchy French bread I bought on my run this afternoon."