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Let Me In!

by Dancing Sprite <dancing.sprite@gmx.net>


"You guys care for another drink?" Marc asked, as always the 
perfect host.

Dave knew he could ask for anything he wanted; Marc's wet bar was 
famous for holding a wider selection of booze than many bars. He 
also knew from experience that his headache would be terrible the 
next morning if he got carried away. "Thanks, Marc, I think I'll 
have another Rum and Coke." He'd stick with the drink they had 
started the night with.

"Yeah, Rum and Coke will be fine," Julie followed his lead. "Just 
take it easy on the rum, okay?" She had had two of them after 
they had gone to the movies together and had other plans for the 
night than getting blasted and passing out.

Whenever Julie was in Marc's apartment, her eyes were immediately 
drawn to the wide panorama window of the living room. The view of 
the river in front of the apartment house and the ocean of light 
on the other side never failed to put her in a romantic mood.

"Quite a view, isn't it?" Marc had walked up to her and softly 
kissed her neck from behind.

"Magnificent!" She pushed back against him and felt the bulge of 
his hardening dick pressing into the small of her back. Just as 
she had expected. "You know, Marc, one day I'll talk you into 
letting me move in with you," she said jokingly.

"And then you'll stand on the balcony all day long and stare 
across the river," Dave predicted, knowing that in reality Julie 
was way too independent to move in with anybody.

Julie chuckled and seemed lost in thought for a moment. "No, I 
don't think so. I'm sure Marc would sneak up to me pretty soon 
and do things to me decent couples don't do on the balcony."

All three of them had a good laugh at that. As if to confirm what 
she had just said, Marc wrapped his arms around her and massaged 
her breasts through her blouse.

"See what I mean?" Julie laughed.

"I'd do a lot more to you than just play with your tits, 
darling," Marc said softly and kissed her left ear. He felt her 
hard nipples through the thin material of her blouse and smiled. 
"I'll go and pour our drinks. Make yourself at home."

Dave wasn't the least bit surprised to see Julie walk out onto 
the balcony right after Marc released her. He wanted to go after 
her but stopped when he heard Marc whisper his name. He turned 
his head and saw him pointing at the open door to the balcony and 
making little pushing movements with his hands. Dave grinned 
mischievously when he understood what he wanted. He closed the 
door silently and sat down on the couch facing the window, 
waiting for Marc to bring their drinks.

"Now the view is twice as nice, isn't it?" he asked and sat down 
three glasses on the coffee table.

"Sure is," Dave agreed without taking his eyes off Julie's 
backside. "What a body that girl has. And she's pretty smart, 
too. If I were you, I'd take her up on her offer to move in with 
you."

Marc turned the armchair around so it faced the window and sat 
down. "She won't. She's just kidding. Julie needs a lot of 
personal space. She couldn't stand having somebody close by 
24/7." He took a sip from his drink and looked at her standing on 
the balcony. "You can play with her, but you can't lock her in."

"Ain't that the truth," Dave sighed.

Julie was leaning on the railing, following a small boat with her 
eyes as it made its way down the river and disappeared around a 
bend. Then her gaze wandered aimlessly along the nightly skyline 
and finally settled down on the little park eight floors below 
her.

Although it was almost midnight, she saw many people strolling 
along the pathways or sitting on the lawn. Julie paid particular 
attention to the couples. Friends or lovers? Would they spend the 
night together or go their separate ways?

The ringing of her cellular phone drew her out of her reverie. 
Who would be calling her at this time of night, she wondered idly 
as she wrestled the phone from the back pocket of her tight jeans 
and flipped the cover open. "Hello night owl, you're too late! I 
already have a date."

"I know."

Julie was perplexed for a second, then burst out laughing when 
she recognized the voice. "Marc! Why the heck are you--"

"Your drink is waiting," he reminded her softly. "But you'll have 
to be a nice girl and do as I tell you if you want it."

"I'm always a nice girl," she purred into the phone. She tore her 
eyes off the couple she had been following around the park and 
took a step towards the door. "Hey, the door has fallen shut. Let 
me in, will you?"

"It hasn't fallen shut, Julie darling, we closed it. And now you 
need to convince us that you'll be nice enough to let you back 
in."

Julie knew that Marc was prone to playing games, but couldn't 
quite figure out yet what he was driving at. "Hmmm, and how would 
I do that?"

"Promise you'll let us do anything we want to do with you."

"Sure, that's what I'm here for."

"Promise!"

"Okay, I promise."

"You promise what?"

Julie was getting impatient. "Did you have too much to drink 
tonight? I promise to let you do anything you want to do with me. 
Now let me in!"

"I'm not quite convinced yet," the voice from the phone said 
teasingly. "Unbutton your blouse."

"That's all?" Julie laughed. Her hand went to the top button and 
unbuttoned it. Then the next one, and the next one, until she 
reached the waistband of her jeans.

"No, that's not all, but it's a start. You forgot a couple of 
buttons, I think."

Julie pulled at the front of her blouse and unbuttoned the part 
that had been tugged into her jeans. "There you are," she grinned 
at her friends through the window. "What's next?"

"Show us how hard your nipples are."

Now that's easy, she thought. She pulled her blouse open and 
pushed her chest out until her nipples almost touched the glass. 
"See? They're hard. What about your dicks? Are they hard?"

"Julie, my darling, I know your nipples can get harder than that. 
I've seen them before, remember? I think you need to work on them 
a little."

"Why don't you let me in and work on them yourself?" But she knew 
he wouldn't. The game wasn't over yet. She brought her free hand 
up and lightly rubbed her palm over one nipple, then the other. 
They responded instantly and got fully erect. "Better now?"

"Good enough for now. Now--"

"Hey, what about your dicks? Are they hard?"

"Who cares?"

"I care! Why should I work so hard to get back in if you're not 
in a position to do anything with me?" She watched through the 
window as the men looked at each other, then burst out laughing. 
Gotcha! she thought.

She couldn't hear what Marc and Dave discussed, but the results 
spoke for themselves. Marc set the phone down on the coffee 
table, then both of them pulled their tee-shirts over their heads 
and tossed them aside. They kicked their shoes off, climbed out 
of their jeans, and turned to face the window, displaying the 
bulges in their boxer shorts.

Julie waited until Marc had picked up the phone again. "That 
proves nothing," she said in mock frustration. "Could be a hard 
dick causing that bulge. Could be a banana. Could be--"

"It's a hard dick." Marc's voice was unmistakably laced with lust 
now.

"Prove it!"

"Take my word for it. If you want to see more, you take your 
jeans off first."

Just what she had expected. She shrugged out of her blouse and 
let it fall to the floor, then unbuckled her belt, popped the 
button open and pulled the zipper down. Pushing her tight jeans 
down with only one hand turned out to be impossible, though. 
Careful not to break the connection, she sat the phone down on 
the floor, kicked her pumps off and started working on her jeans.

Inch by inch she slid the tight material down her long, well-
tanned legs. She thought briefly about pushing her panties down 
along with them, but decided not to. Better use them as a 
bargaining chip later on.

When she had finally fought her way out of her jeans, she dropped 
them on the floor, turned around and presented her backside to 
the guys in the living room. Her tiny panties, barely more than a 
thong, hid little more than the crack of her ass. She reached 
down to pick her phone up without bending her knees and pushed 
her ass cheeks against the glass.

Nothing but a low, static hum on the phone. Julie smiled. Had she 
really left them speechless with her little show? Then they'd be 
in trouble. She wiggled her ass from side to side a couple of 
times and bent over again, sliding her free hand along her left 
leg all the way down to her ankle. Then back up until she stood 
upright again.

"Hey guys," she chirped into the phone, "you still there?"

Marc's groan probably meant Yes, but she couldn't be sure. When 
she turned around, she saw them standing halfway between the 
couch and the window, still staring at where her ass had been a 
few seconds earlier.

"Okay, boys, now I'm really curious if those bulges in your boxer 
shorts are really your dicks. Down with them!"

Marc and Dave were too excited to resist. They pushed their 
shorts down simultaneously, their relief visible on their faces 
when their hard dicks finally sprang free.

Julie gave them her brightest smile. "Good! Now let me in!"

Marc shook off his daze and sat down in his armchair again. "Are 
your panties wet?" he asked, obviously not yet willing to admit 
defeat.

Tough guy, she thought and reached between her legs theatrically 
to feel the crotch of her panties. "A bit damp, but not wet," she 
reported matter-of-factly.

"Then you're not yet ready to be let in. Why don't you masturbate 
a little?"

"Because I don't want to walk home in wet panties, that's why!"

"You won't have to," Marc chuckled mischievously. "Now rub your 
pussy a little and when the wet spot in your panties is at least 
the size of a quarter, we're ready to move on to the next step."

Julie tried frantically to think of something she could make them 
do in return, but came up blank. They were already stark naked. 
They certainly wouldn't touch each other. She didn't want them to 
stroke themselves and climax accidentally.

Realizing she was all out of options, she shrugged lightly and 
spread her legs a little. Her right hand slipped under the 
waistband of her panties and started to move in little circles 
around her clit.

"Hey, keep your hand where we can see it!" Marc instructed her 
immediately.

She pulled her hand out of her panties reluctantly and rubbed her 
pussy through the thin material, which had become noticeably 
damper. She knew the appearance of the Wet Spot wasn't far away. 
She glanced into the living room and was alarmed when she saw 
Mark and Dave stroking their dicks. "Hey guys, keep you hands off 
your dicks!"

"Why? If you can stroke yourself, we can stroke ourselves."

"No, you can not! I can come a dozen times in a row if I have to, 
but you can't! Hands off your dicks! Now!"

Marc and Dave stared at her in frustration, but stopped stroking 
themselves. "Satisfied? Now hurry up!"

Julie knew they were so hot for her pussy now they could barely 
stand it. Unfortunately, she was not in a position to take 
advantage of the situation since she was just as hot for their 
dicks. She rubbed her crotch vigorously. When she felt the first 
tinges of a powerful orgasm setting in, she stepped back and 
leaned against the railing of the balcony for support.

Her hand slipped back into her panties and centered in on her 
engorged clit. As soon as her middle finger touched it, a wave of 
pleasure raced through her pelvis and sent her over the edge. 
"Yeah! I'm coming!" she screamed into the phone, then remembered 
where she was and lowered her voice. "I'm . . . Wow!"

The men watched intently as her entire body jerked uncontrollably 
and listened to her half-suppressed screams of pleasure on the 
phone. Although the pressure in their groins was almost 
unbearable, neither one of them dared touch his dick for fear he 
would explode instantly.

Julie came off her high slowly and finally pulled her hand out of 
her panties. The size of a quarter? she giggled. The wet spot was 
as big as her hand now. "Jeez, that was a good one," she panted 
into the phone, still laboring to get her breathing under 
control.

"Take your panties off!" Marc ordered, in a hurry now to bring 
the game to an end.

"Want to see the wet spot first? I think it's bigger than a 
quarter now," she teased.

"No, just take them off."

"Hey, I worked hard to make that spot!" Julie protested as she 
spread her legs wide and pushed her hips forward. "I insist you 
look at it."

Somehow Marc found the strength to get up. He walked to the 
window and looked at her wet crotch. "Great! Now take them off."

Julie took one glance at Marc's dick, standing up proudly, almost 
touching the glass, and complied eagerly.

"You sure you don't want to wear them on the way home?" Marc 
asked when she held them up playfully for another inspection.

"They're all wet. I can't wear them like that."

"Fine, then throw them down into the street. Maybe somebody else 
has a use for them."

"What?" Julie hadn't anticipated something like that. Damn!

"If you don't want them, throw them away. I won't have soiled 
panties lying around in my apartment."

"Your mother coming to visit?" she teased.

"No, my . . . Dammit, Julie, make up your mind! My dick is so 
hard it hurts." 

Julie flashed him another smile and tossed her panties over the 
railing. Positive that the game was over, she closed the lid and 
let the phone drop on top of her jeans.

Marc finally opened the door and embraced her violently as soon 
as she stepped in. Only seconds after their lips met and their 
tongues began to dance around each other, she felt Dave's dick in 
the small of her back and his lips on her neck.

With two hard dicks rubbing against her bare skin, Julie's lust 
flared up quickly. She grabbed Marc's ass cheeks and pulled him 
closer, squeezing his erection between their bellies and swaying 
slightly from side to side.

"Careful, baby, don't make me come!" Marc warned her. Before she 
could come up with another smartass reply, he turned and half 
guided, half dragged her to the armchair. Julie followed eagerly, 
sat down and draped her legs over the armrests.

Marc groaned at the sight of her wet and swollen pussy lips and 
engorged clit. He dropped down on his knees, bent over, and 
plunged his tongue into her.

"No more foreplay!" Julie commanded and pushed his head away from 
her pussy. "Fuck me!"

Standing a few feet away from the armchair, his eyes glued to her 
crotch, Dave stroked his dick leisurely. It was hard as a rock 
and would have stayed that way even without his manual 
stimulation, but he couldn't help it. The sight of Julie 
spreading her legs as wide as she could and literally screaming 
to get fucked aroused him in the extreme. Yet he knew he had to 
wait his turn. He didn't mind; the important thing was that he'd 
have her again.

He watched Marc drive his dick into her hard and fast, yelping 
with each stroke and eliciting a scream of please from her 
whenever their pelvic bones collided. Her arms were hanging 
limply over the armrests, her head swayed from side to side, and 
she allowed Marc to take complete control.

"I'm coming!" Marc croaked and accelerated to a furious pace, 
then collapsed forward while his dick squirted spurt after spurt 
of cum into her pussy.

Julie came at the same time and screamed unintelligibly. Unable 
to keep her legs up any longer, she let them slide down along the 
armrests until her feet landed on the floor. She wrapped her arms 
around Marc and kissed him briefly before he found the strength 
to pull his spent dick out of her pussy and moved aside to make 
room for his friend.

Dave wasted no time. He knelt down in front of her, pushed her 
legs back over the armrests and guided his dick to her pussy. 
Marc's cum was oozing out of her already and added to the puddle 
of her own juices under her ass. "Ready?" he asked gently, trying 
to keep the urgency out of his voice and succeeding only 
partially.

Julie gripped his waist with her feet and pulled him in without 
saying a word. He thrust his hips forward and buried his dick to 
the hilt. Her pussy muscles enveloped him tightly, still 
quivering from her orgasm that hadn't completely subsided yet. 
Dave fucked her with long and fast strokes, hoping he would be 
able to bring her off again before he shot his load.

He was, barely. Just when the first jet of cum shot out of his 
dick, Julie let out an earsplitting scream and wrapped her legs 
around him, holding him like a vise. Her violent orgasm made her 
pussy muscles clamp down on his dick erratically, milking every 
drop of cum out of him.

When the jerks of their hips grew weaker and their orgasms 
subsided, Dave withdrew his flaccid dick and collapsed on the 
floor a few feet away. Julie's hips were hanging over the edge of 
the armchair, her legs still as wide apart as Dave had left them. 
She took her time before she finally opened her eyes and looked 
around for Marc.

"Encore?" he asked her, making it sound like a challenge. His 
dick was fully erect again.

"Any time!" She slid out of the armchair, turned around, and 
rested her arms on the seat.

"You're incredible, absolutely incredible." Marc admired her 
slender hips and tiny waist while he knelt down behind her. A 
mixture of pussy juice and cum had already made its way halfway 
down her thighs.

"Incredibly horny, you mean?" She pushed her ass out and wiggled 
it at him. "Damn right I am!"

Marc stuck his index finger into her pussy and twisted it around 
briefly. When he pulled it back, it was glistening with their 
combined fuck juices. He spread her ass cheeks apart with his 
other hand and slowly pushed his lubricated finger against her 
asshole. It slid in easily, giving testimony of Julie's anal 
experience.

She spread her legs wider apart to allow easier access and stuck 
her ass out even farther. "Come on!"

Although his dick was still moist from their previous encounter, 
he rubbed it along her soaking pussy lips and spread her juices 
around until they coated the entire length of his dick. Then he 
smeared more pussy juice on her asshole with his fingers. 
Satisfied that the lubrication was taken care of, he placed the 
tip of his dick against her asshole and pushed gently.

"Yeah!" she screamed. "Deeper! Give me all of it!"

Two thrusts later, Marc had completely buried his dick in her 
asshole and his pubic hair was grazing her ass cheeks. He 
resisted the urge to start fucking her immediately and gave her a 
moment to relax, savoring the exquisite pressure of her sphincter 
around his dick.

Julie pushed her ass back at him as soon as she was getting 
comfortable. He took his cue and pulled his dick out until only 
the tip was still buried in her, then shoved it all the way back 
in. After a few thrusts, he settled into a steady rhythm, which 
Julie matched exactly, pushing her ass back whenever he lunged 
forward.

Meanwhile, Dave had regained his composure and was stroking his 
dick, bringing it back to life. His own anal experience being 
rather limited, he watched Julie's ass intently and was 
fascinated with the sight of Marc's dick moving in and out of it. 

Julie looked up at him briefly and seemed to pant something like 
"Come here," but he couldn't be sure, with all the incoherent 
noise both lovers were making. Nonetheless, he walked over to the 
armchair and offered her his dick to suck on.

That was not what Julie had had in mind, though. She lifted her 
upper body off the armchair and leaned back into Marc, almost 
throwing him off balance. Realizing what she wanted him to do, he 
wrapped his arms around her and let himself sink backwards.

Dave just stared at the incredible sight in front of him. Marc 
flat on his back, Julie on top of him, his dick still buried deep 
in her asshole. The girl lifted her head briefly, smiled at him, 
and spread her legs wide, affording him an even better view.

Seeing her pussy gaping open and her asshole stretched tightly 
around Marc's dick was like a magnet too powerful to resist. He 
crouched down above her hips, careful not to touch Marc's legs, 
and maneuvered his dick around until it finally slipped into her 
pussy.

"Yeah! Fuck me!" she screamed. "Both of you! Fuck me!"

That was easier said than done, however. Marc's ability to move 
was severely limited by her weight on top of him, while Dave was 
crouched so awkwardly in order to avoid any bodily contact with 
Marc that he was barely able to keep his balance. To make matters 
worse, Julie was jerking her hips up and down, right and left, to 
get maximum friction out of both dicks.

Finally, Dave got it figured out. He dropped down on his hands 
and knees, drove his dick into her pussy again, and tried hard to 
get a steady fucking rhythm going. 

"Yeah! That's it!" Julie encouraged him. "Fuck me!" She tried to 
match his movements with upward thrusts of her hips, but was 
hampered by the dick sticking in her asshole.

All the action going on on top of him proved too much for Marc. 
He announced his orgasm with a loud animal groan and began to 
pump his cum into her rectum. Each spurt was accompanied by a 
powerful jerk of his hips, which broke Julie and Dave's newly-
established rhythm instantly.

When Marc's orgasm subsided and his spent dick slipped out of her 
asshole, Julie pushed Dave aside and rolled off Marc. She got on 
her hands and knees immediately and presented her cum-stained 
backside to Dave.

His dick still coated with liberal amounts of her pussy juice, 
Dave guided it to her asshole and pushed hard. Julie screamed as 
almost the entire shaft slid into her asshole and pushed back 
hard to force the rest in as well.

Dave's self-control was rapidly approaching an all-time low. All 
he cared about was getting off. He held her hips with both hands 
and fucked his dick in and out of her asshole furiously. When he 
felt his orgasm approaching, he reached around to rub her clit, 
only to find her own hand working on it already. That sent him 
over the edge for good. He thrust his hips forward violently and 
collapsed on top of her, jerking uncontrollably with every squirt 
of cum he shot into her bowels.

Julie came only seconds after she felt his cum flooding into her. 
Waves of pure pleasure radiated out from her clit and washed all 
over her, robbing her of the last ounces of strength she still 
possessed. She collapsed flat on her belly and enjoyed the warm 
afterglow of her orgasm, slowly getting her breathing under 
control.

When she opened her eyes and rolled around, she saw Dave lying 
right next to her, smiling and looking at her. She returned his 
smile, then looked around for Marc and finally spotted him on the 
far end of the couch, fast asleep.

"I think it's time to leave," she said softly to Dave. "Don't 
wake him up."

Julie fetched a roll of paper towels from the kitchen and wiped 
up the juices that were all over her crotch and legs. When she 
felt dry enough to get dressed, she tossed the roll to Dave and 
went to the balcony to pick up her cloths.

They left Marc sleeping on the couch and slipped out of the 
apartment together, closing the front door as silently as 
possible. When the elevator opened its doors on the ground floor, 
Dave thanked her for a wonderful new experience, his first 
threesome. "We've got to do that again."

"We will," Julie promised.


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