The following weekend, Lisa telephoned. Alex took the call and put it on speaker so that we could both hear her. She offered a belated ‘thank you’ and said that she would like to do it again soon. She went on to say that Alan had gone to Edinburgh to visit his elderly parents, he had not seen them since the accident, this was a step on the way to ‘getting his life back’. She had been to the university doctor and got herself fixed up on the pill, so we could ‘do it without rubbers’, she would not get pregnant. Alex pointed out that contraceptives do more than prevent pregnancy, they prevent transfer of infection. “Oh, no worries there,” she said, “I have not been with a man for months. I’ve been with girls, but just oral and diddling, no tribbing or anything.” Oral was clear, diddling could be guessed at, but tribbing? “What’s tribbing?” I silently mouthed to Alex. She shrugged . When she learned that Alan would not be back, Alex made a spot decision that a MFF threesome was overdue. We arranged for Lisa to come next Friday and to stay for the weekend. Lisa caught a train from university to our home just outside town. I was on the same train but did not see her until we disembarked, it being rush-hour. Alex was meeting us at the station. Just as well, it was pouring down. We showed Lisa to the room which would be hers for the weekend and she said that she would like to shower before dinner. “To get rid of the uni stink.” I also took a quick shower and was downstairs, relaxed, when Lisa emerged wearing silk pyjamas with a bold chrysanthemum pattern. The heavy material hung from her body in a way that suggested that underneath, there was just Lisa. We took a long time over dinner, we were in no hurry, so it was gone nine when thoughts turned seriously away from food, to fucking. It started in the lounge, with heavy three-way snogging progressing to groping and to clumsy removal of clothing. Alex suggested that we should move the action to the bedroom. Three on the bed, naked. Me in the middle with the two girls leaning over me, kissing me and each other, me fondling tits, them fondling my raging hard-on. Several times I had to stop them from bringing me off sooner than I wanted, I wanted to deliver my first load into Lisa without the fuss of the rubber goods. Lisa sensed my need. “You need to come don’t you?” She asked. I nodded. “Are you very full?” I nodded again. Alex had insisted that I ‘save it up’. “No fucking until Friday.” She had ordered. “And no wanking either, you’re going to need all you’ve got to satisfy both of us. By the time we have finished with you, it will need a splint.” I had not come for four days, I was not just full, I was bursting. The young sex-machine took charge. She looked at Alex who nodded her approval. Lisa would be first. But she had a plan: “Do me from on top. But when you come, could you stop pumping? I want to feel it spurt into me.” I could not promise, but I would try. Lisa assumed the position. I got into place. Alex guided my cock into Lisa’s wet entrance. It was sweet agony to slide into her welcoming depths. I supported my weight on my arms and knees and started long slow strokes. Lisa held my hips as though I needed guiding. By maintaining a steady rhythm, I was able to last longer than I had hoped, adding even more pressure to the impending semen tsunami. But eventually I could hold it no longer. As requested, I ‘stopped pumping’. It took a supreme amount of willpower, not to just sink ball deep and let it go, but Lisa had aroused my curiosity. This was ultra-controlled sex, sex for the brain not the balls, almost tantric. Not only did I stop thrusting, I pulled half-out, my idea being that if she wanted to feel me spurt, she would be more likely to feel it in the sleeve of her vagina and not against the cul-de-sac at the end. I almost mis-timed it, I felt my cum start to drain back. But Lisa had things under control. She slipped both hands down to her crutch and held the root of my slippery shaft, stopping me from pulling out completely, and stopping me from ramming all the way in. This, combined with the fact that the muscles around her entrance were rippling around my tip, like the fingertips of another hand massaging my knob, caused my safety valve to blow. It was one of the most intense orgasms I had experienced, releasing all the tension in my nerves and muscles, as well as a prodigious amount of spunk. She felt it alright. “Oh! I can feel it. Oh! Oh! Omygod, there’s such a lot.” I gritted my teeth and managed to stay coupled to her until I was spent. Then I pulled out, still hard. I looked down between our bodies to our point of joining. There was a silvery string of juice still connecting us. I was exhausted, I flopped sideways onto the bed, panting. Lisa slid down the bed, raising her hips so that my gift stayed inside her. She too was panting, although she had not come. Alex leaned over and kissed Lisa’s mouth. Then she looked across at me and said; “Remind me to try that.” She went back to kissing Lisa, trailing her hand down the younger woman’s body, caressing each pert breast, teasing the stiff nipples, then down to her junction where she slowly pushed two fingers into Lisa’s cum-filled hole and finger-fucked her gently. Lisa pushed her hips up in response. Alex withdrew the fingers and began to massage Lisa’s clit, causing Lisa to squirm with pleasure. She came quickly, heaving her hips up to increase the pressure and crying out in ecstasy. Alex’ fingers were dripping with juice, mine and Lisa’s combined. She offered the fingers to my mouth and I sucked them clean. Alex climbed over Lisa’s recumbent body and straddled mine, shuffling up so that she could lower her cunt onto my mouth. I love being queened like this, my tongue has full access to her cunt while my hands are free to roam over her body. I can cup her buttocks to push her onto my mouth, or I can fondle her tits, either both together, or one at a time while I wank with the spare hand. No wanking this time though, I felt Lisa’s mouth close over my straining tip, sucking gently. I contented myself with buttock cupping, looking up Alex’ magnificent body to her succulent tits. Alex reached her climax, holding the top of the headboard for support. Usually, after I have sucked her in this position, she slides down to impale herself on my rigid stalk. This was no exception, Lisa just released my cock and guided it into Alex’s wet maw. Alex rode me like this for a few minutes, then leaned forward so that her nipples brushed my chest, and began to kiss me as I slowly thrust full length up her. Lisa would not be left out. I felt her mouth again, this time licking my shaft as it emerged from Alex’ hole, then sucking each of my balls in turn before her face was pushed away by Alex’ movements. Suddenly the movements stopped. Alex broke the kiss and whispered; “She’s got her tongue up my bum!” “Is it nice?” I whispered back. “It’s… It’s… Oh it’s… Oh! Oh! Oh!” As she came powerfully. “Nice.” I said. I had not ejaculated. I decided to save it for later. Lisa resumed her sucking of my cock while Alex recovered. When she had recovered, she claimed ‘droit de seigneur’, and took over the sucking. Lisa burrowed under me and sucked my balls, then began to rim my arse, pushing her tongue inside as she had done with Alex. I came like an express train, flooding Alex’ mouth with my still thick and plentiful spunk. Now it was my turn to recover, and the girls played while I did so, speeding up the process. Lisa mounted Alex in the sixty-nine position, her shapely arse pointing at me and the pink/brown pucker of her anus winking invitingly. Too good to resist. I knelt behind and gave her some of her own treatment, licking around her bum-hole and pushing my tongue inside while Alex did the same for the other hole. Lisa came powerfully, howling in delight. I maintained my oral ministrations until she finished her come, then drew away. Lisa looked over her shoulder and said; “Fuck me up the bum.” I was in no mood to argue. Alex squirmed from under Lisa as I lubed up her tight hole. I presented my cock-head to the pucker and pushed. I entered easily, much more easily than when I enjoy Alex this way, but once fully engaged, Lisa’s back passage gripped me like a fist, causing me to cry out in surprise. As I drew out, the grip squeezed my shaft deliciously, then she relaxed the muscles as I pushed back in. It was the tightest fuck I had ever experienced. Because of my two previous orgasms, I was able to do Lisa justice this time and fucked her for ages. Only after she had used her fingers on her clit to bring herself off did I let go. Lisa slumped forwards, spunk dribbling from her ravaged arsehole. Alex cleaned her up with tissues. A rest was in order. We pulled the duvet over us, me in the middle with an arm around each of my ladies. I don’t remember falling asleep, just waking up with pins and needles in the arm underneath Alex. Lisa was not there. I managed to free my arm and got up to pee. I looked into Lisa’s room. She was curled up in a foetal crouch, sound asleep. The next morning, the sun shone brightly, with no trace of yesterday’s storm. Lisa slept late and when she did appear, pink and fresh from the shower, she declined breakfast. “Just coffee.” She said. I suggested a pub lunch at our village pub, about half a mile away. We took the scenic route through the village, to work up an appetite. We probably drank too much, although I avoided the excellent beer on offer. Beer tends to limit my ability to maintain an erection. Wine has the opposite effect, so I stuck to wine. I suspected that my erection was going to need all the help that I could give it! When we left the pub, the rain clouds had gathered again, and none of us had any kind of weather protection. The rain caught us when we were half-way home. A torrential shower that literally soaked us to the skin. It was cold too, so when we eventually reached shelter, we were dripping, shivering and giggling. Lisa stripped out of her wet clothes in the hall. Her lovely body goose-pimpled all over, her nipples like marbles. Alex followed her lead, then me. “Shower.” Said Alex. Our main bathroom is a ‘wet room’, more than big enough for three. We washed each other’s bodies, some parts more than strictly necessary. Soon we were warm. Hot in fact. Hot for each other. The drying was almost as much fun as the washing. The day’s sex had begun. I was desperate to drive my cock into one or other of my ‘concubines’, but they kept me waiting, preferring to play with each other first. Lisa asked Alex if she would bring her off using her nipples, rubbing them on her clit until she came. Alex was happy to oblige, making sure that I had an unobstructed view of the hard teat sliding wetly over the equally hard clit of her young lover. Lisa came quickly and as she did, Alex pushed her entire breast against the gape of Lisa’s cunt, tit-fucking her. Alex then offered the tit, shining with the younger girl’s juice, to me for cleaning. Sucking the cunt juice of one woman from the breast of another, surely qualifies as the food of the gods? “Is that tribbing?” Asked Alex. “No. I don’t know if that’s got a name.” Replied Lisa. “But I will show you tribbing if you’d like.” Oh, we liked alright. Lisa positioned Alex on her back, knees raised and spread, in that ungainly but cock-stiffening upside down frog-on-it’s-back position, ready to be fucked. Lisa then squatted astride Alex and lowered her cunt onto Alex’ widespread gash. Alex squealed as the younger girl’s wet lips made contact with her own. Lisa then began to rub her cunt against Alex. Girl on girl fucking. As erotic as it looked, It also looked uncomfortable. And was, apparently. They moved into a less clumsy scissors position and Lisa ground herself against Alex until the both came. Alex told me later that she was familiar with this practice, but knew it ‘scissoring’. I felt left out. “Do you think that you could trap my cock between you and make it a three way?” I asked. We tried. I lay on my back and Lisa lay on her back on top of me, with my cock between her legs. She pressed my shaft against the length of her slit, her droopy cunt lips caressing it like the bun caresses the hot-dog, then Alex lowered her dripping bun onto me. It was fun, but not a position that would be likely to bring us satisfaction. Instead, they ‘tribbed’ again, this time head to tail, with their crutches tightly meshed and at their suggestion, I wanked myself off onto cunt junction, adding lubrication to their eventual mutual climax. We fucked for hours. I lost count of my orgasms. There were many, each producing less and less semen until I was truly dry. Eventually, we agreed to throw in the towel. Nothing could induce another erection in my filleted organ, and the girls agreed that they were too sore to continue. We showered yet again and Alex rustled up a snack meal, after which Lisa announced that she would like to leave, would I drive her to the station. It seemed an abrupt, anti-climactic end to our weekend, but she was insistent. Alex came to the station as well. We said our goodbyes. We never saw Lisa again. Alan said that she had met somebody, her Mr Right and was happy. She also drifted out of his life.