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Tale of the unexpected

All the preliminaries were done;
Showered and naked ready for fun,
On the bed ; began to explore
The secret parts that I adore.

Her vulva roused with my licking
In her mouth my penis docking,
Ready for deep penetration,
Then I start fast vibration

Soon her passage is much wetter;
The sensual feeling so much better.
Next we try a new position
To have a change from the mission.

Cries of passion as she comes:
Knock on the door sounds like drums,
A sob is heard who can it be?
Reluctantly we go to see.

Outside in tears was her flatmate
We thought she was on a date;
She had been dumped by her swain
Did not want to see her again.

We sat her down to comfort her;
Our night of sex we must defer.
She calmed down in a while
She even began to smile.

'It as wrong of me to intrude
You should continue, I'm not a prude '
We could not send her away
So on our bed we let her stay

Soon we were back in action
The audience was an attraction
Orgasms flowed in quick succession
Her presence was no digression.

Then she cuddled up very close
'Please a threesome I propose  
We agreed with a  grin
As she stripped to her skin.

She relaxed, took in my size
Enjoyed the feel; what a prize.
My girl offered me her clit
So the I could suck at it.

I fucked them both to the early hours
Sapping most of my sexual powers.
Then three in a bed we went to sleep
No need to count any sheep.

Was last night just good fortune?
Or could the arrangement burgeon?
We agreed we were quite a trio;
Should we let the system grow.?

We decided that twice a week
Another threesome we should seek.
The first month was successful
None of us found it stressful .

Soon the girls both agreed
I should move in to quell their need.
Around the house we stayed nude
Sex whenever in the mood.

A routine emerged that was pleasing
Sexual desires we were appeasing,
We have lived this way for several years
To end it would result in tears
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