TABOO SHORT STORIES 48(103)
THREE IS (NEVER) A CROWD!
Chapter One
Amber Jones is an attractive, over-sexed young woman on her way up. She works hard and plays hard. And on Thursday, January 10, she was approaching what she was sure were two perfect reasons to party harder than ever before. Not only was Friday, January 25th her 24th birthday, it would also be her last day at a mindless, boring job. The next Monday, Amber would start an exciting new job as a para-legal at a law firm she’d had her eye on for the past two years. Her 24th year was shaping up to be one to remember and Amber was determined to do all she could to make it so!
That was her motivation for logging-on to the newest online dating site after work to explore the possibility of rewarding herself with her ultimate fantasy: A threesome with two different guys, one black, and one white. Amber didn’t really need the help of a dating site. She knew from experience that she was a true head-turner. Her 5’7” body was fit, tight and very curvy. She was often called a Megan Fox look-alike, with the wonderful exception of her stunning 38DD tits. She preferred approaching a guy online because it gave her the confidence of knowing that guys she chose to chat with were drawn to her personality at least as much as her looks … before they discovered she had such amazing tits.
Such was the case with Emmett Hill, a handsome, fit 26 year old architect who worked just blocks from “Bottoms Up!” her favorite downtown dinner club. Amber was sure his 5’9” frame sexy blue eyes, wavy blond hair and naughty sense of humor were perfect for her.
“Well hello, Mr. Blue Eyes! Your info is intriguing. Is it all true?” Amber texted him.
“Hello, Ms Jones! You can believe every word of it,” Emmett quickly texted back.
“Are your eyes really that blue, or are you wearing expensive contac lenses?” she asked.
“I don’t spend that kind of money on myself … just on attractive, single women,” he replied
“Would you spend any on me?” she asked next.
“In a heartbeat!” he answered.
“Your eyes have my heart beating pretty quickly right now,” she replied as a come on.
“That’s very good to know,” Emmett responded. “I always do my best to make the hearts of attractive women beat quickly.”
“Always?” Amber playfully asked.
“ALWAYS!” Emmett assured her confidently.
“Is your best always enough?” Amber grew more playful.
“Has been so far,” Emmett quickly answered. “So what can I do to keep your heart beating quickly, Ms Jones? Is that really your name?”
“It is,” she answered. “But please call me Amber.”
“Is Amber your real first name?” he asked.
“Of course!” Amber answered. “Everything about me is real.”
“Everything?” Emmett asked playfully.
“EVERYTHING!” Amber answered in full “Play” mode. “Is Emmett your real name?”
“It is, Amber,” he replied more serious now. “I also try hard to always be on the up-and-up.”
“I like that in a man,” Amber confided. “I’d love to meet you for a drink and perhaps dinner after work tomorrow. How do you feel about that, Emmett?”
Amber asked the question and braced herself for the possibility that Emmett would ask her for a photo before committing to meet.
“I’d genuinely like that, Amber,” Emmett replied, “provided, of course, you let me pay.”
Pleasantly surprised, Amber agreed to meet him at “Bottoms Up!” after work the next day. No pictures were exchanged. No promises were made. Which made Amber happily optimistic.
The next day at the office dragged as if it had an anchor on it. Amber did her best to pretend she would miss most everyone at that old job. But it was all one big lie. She was thrilled to leave! Of course, the agony was made all the more agonizing by the wait Amber had to endure before meeting Emmett for dinner and drinks. Understandably, she ended her last day early and decided to do a little shopping before her dinner date. Her heart quickened with the combined happiness of soon leaving an old, boring job for a new, exciting one … and meeting a sexy, new man for dinner.
As they had planned, Emmett sat in Amber’s favorite booth. That’s where she found him at precisely 6:00 p.m. in a fabulous navy blue suit.
“Nice suit, Emmett,” she complimented him as she approached him from behind and ran a palm over his right shoulder.
“Glad you like it,” he replied. “I see you’re dressed to kill.”
“Actually, my plan is to make you feel more alive,” Amber said, only half-kiddingly.
“It’s working already,” he assured her. “Do you dress like that for work every day?”
“Nope,” she answered. “Just on special days … and believe me, today is special.”
“Just because of me?” Emmett asked in pretend shock.
“Well, you’re certainly the number one reason, “Amber answered candidly. “But it was also one of my last days at the most boring job of my life. I start a new career as a para-legal in a week.”
“Well congratulations!” he cheered.
“Thanks!” Amber happily replied. “Let’s order. I’m starved.”
Over dinner, the couple exchanged questions and answers, talked about their recent histories and long-term plans. By dessert, they toyed with one another and made it clear they both were horny.
“Do you prefer whipped cream?” Emmett asked Amber.
“Depends where it’s applied,” she said, sending a clear signal.
“And where would you prefer it to be applied?” Emmett had to ask.
“On my pie is certainly a good start,” she answered. “But that’s just for starters.”
“My, my, my,” Emmett responded, “this conversation is getting very interesting – and hot.”
“I agree,” Amber said. “Is there somewhere we can continue it privately?”
Minutes later, Emmett had the valet pull his car in front of the club. Amber was thankful that she took the light rail to work. It freed her to slide into the passenger seat of Emmett’s gorgeous Corvette ZR1 and enjoy the exhilarating ride to his hotel just five miles away.
“This is a beautiful car,” Amber told him. “But it seems like quite an extravagance for such a short commute.”
“Not if you know me,” Emmett advised her. “I have a weakness for beauty and excitement. This car delivers both.”
“Do you look for the same qualities in women?” Amber asked, knowing the answer.
“I don’t know that I look for them,” Emmett said thoughtfully, “but when I find them in a woman I do all I can to experience them fully.”
“Do you find them in me?” Amber asked, hopefully.
“I do,” he answered immediately.
“So will this be a beautiful and exciting short ride … or a long one?” Amber asked in her sexiest voice.
“Which would you prefer?” Emmett answered earnestly.
Amber reached across the center console and placed her left hand on Emmett’s arm.
“Oh … I most definitely prefer a lonnnng, exciting ride,” she told him with a devilish smile.
“Well, I always do my very best to give a beautiful, exciting woman everything she likes,” he said taking his left hand off the steering wheel just long enough to cover her left hand as he spoke.
Ten minutes later, Emmett stepped-in close behind Amber, inhaled her Marc Jacobs Daisy perfume, and slid her jacket off her shoulders. As he did, he pressed his nose and lips to her neck. Amber eagerly invited Emmett’s passionate attention, craning her neck to one side as an invitation for him to continue what he had just started.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned as Emmett kissed and nibbled her neck up to her jaw line.
“Do my kisses feel as good as you smell, my dear?” he asked her.
“They feel much better, believe me,” she softly answered as she raised her arms and ran her hands through Emmett’s thick blond hair.
Emmett got a full-frontal view of Amber’s marvellous tits straining against her blouse over her shoulder as he tongued and nibbled her ear. Encouraged by Amber’s continued moaning, he stepped closer behind her and pressed his long, rigid cock between her full, firm ass cheeks.
“You feel huge,” she whispered to him in encouragement.
“I’ll let you be the judge of that, my dear,” Emmett whispered back and ground his cock deep into the warm, inviting cleft of her firm ass.
When Amber moaned even louder and pushed her ass back against him, Emmett slowly ran his hands up her rib cage and cupped her big, heavy, firm tits. He was VERY pleasantly surprised to discover she was braless … and even happier to discover they were all natural. He gently caught her stiff nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and rolled and tugged at them gently.
“You better be careful,” she warned him in a whisper. “My nipples are extremely sensitive.”
Emmett gently guided Amber into his bedroom and sat her on the edge of his king-size bed. He bent at the waist and engulfed her open, hungry mouth with his. Their tongues enticed one another while Emmett began unbuckling his belt. Amber quickly helped him undo his trousers, unzipped his fly and sucked his tongue fully into her hungry mouth as his pants fell around his ankles on the floor. She felt Emmett’s body shiver as she slid her hands up his outer thighs, then brought them together to gently enfold his cock and balls through his tight briefs.