"Waterfall Threesome  (FMF)
Received on l1/23/02 


It was hot. Very hot. The sun was high, the clouds long gone.

Martin, my boyfriend, and I were sitting by the small waterfall, hidden
away along the small river it fed near our hometown. We were just laying
there, on a sand bank rise, thinking of nothing, looking up through
the trees at the ridge where the waterfall gushed over into the pool
near us.

My name is Susan. I'm 21, with long blonde hair. I have a slim figure,
and small breasts. The boys don't seem to mind. At the time, my boyfriend 
was 23, tall, bronzed and well built. He had a mop of blonde hair. 
I stole him from the Rocky Horror Show.

Martin was wearing swimming trunks and a loose open shirt. I was in my
bikini, blue, tied at the sides and back. Earlier we had been talking
about sex. He had wanted to know if I had ever had experiences with
other girls. I told him 'no', leaving out the odd moments I had been
through at an all girl's school. It didn't seem to count. The only thing
I could admit to was touching my friend, Jenny's breasts, when once we
had been sharing a man together. That had shocked him. I guess despite
our active sex life, he had thought me fairly innocent.

Now we lay, side by side, holding hands. At some point he raised up and
looked along the river.

"Hey there's someone coming." He shook my hand.

I looked up. "I think it's a girl." Whoever it was seemed far away, and
strangely enough, instead of treading the path, was wading along the
river's edge. She was dressed all in white, with long flowing black
hair. I felt a little annoyed. Today was our off-work day. I wanted it 
to stay ours.

The figure got closer and we saw it was a woman. I guessed she was about
30. She had a long white cotton dress; I could see a row of buttons
going from her groin to her chest at the front of it. She seemed to be
totally wet, the dress clinging and hugging her figure. I looked at
Martin. He had noticed. Turning back to her I took in more detail. She
had a good figure, and the dress was soaked. It clung to all the right
places. I realised she looked sexier like that than had she been wearing
sexy underwear. In fact apart from a thin pair of underpants, she seemed 
to have nothing else on. I could see the dress hugging her breasts, 
flowing between them, stretching over them.

I turned to Martin, "A dream?"

He laughed, "Sorry. Yes, a dream."

She was closer now. Her face was attractive, dark, like an Italian. Her
eyes were brown or at least dark. Her hair hung around, straggled and
wet, it added to her sex appeal. That, and the wet dress.

"Hi," she said

"Hello." I smiled.

"I'm not disturbing you am I?" She asked.

I looked at Martin and could see part of him was being disturbed. "No."

"I used to come here when I was a kid," she told us. "Used to stand
under the water fall. Thought I'd do that today."

"Fine."

She smiled and waded out a little toward the gushing water. Martin
watched every movement as her hips slid from side to side. "Try not to
break your neck Martin." I warned him.

She was near the waterfall when she called out for us to join her.
Martin didn't. And to this day I don't know why I did. I waded through
the swirling water to where she was standing. I guess it was then that I
realised I found her attractive. Something about the way her hair hung
around her face and shoulders, the way the dress clung to her full but
firm breasts, the way her hips moved as she swayed in the water. I felt
I wanted to touch her, to reach out, stroked her, caressed her.

She moved under the waterfall. The water poured all over her. She
laughed loudly, shaking her head, lolling back. Then she returned to
where I was standing. We talked for a while, then she suddenly said,
"You're lucky. He's very sexy."

I looked at Martin who was watching from the shore. "Sometimes! You're
right. Not always."

She laughed. "I'm sure those sometime are worth the rest."

Our eyes met, and I don't know why, but then I just looked at her
breasts. And I looked some more. I didn't look back up. I suddenly 
realised I was staring, and she knew. She was standing two feet away! 
I shook my head. "I'm sorry. It's the heat. I was lost somewhere."

She spoke softly, I could only just hear above the water's roar. "It's
ok. You can touch them if you like."

It took a minute. "What did you say?"

"You're right. It's the heat. I said, 'You can touch them.if you like.'"

I stared. It was unreal. Fifteen minutes ago this woman didn't exist. We
were out in the country. I couldn't believe what she had said. I wasn't
sure if I was angry or if I wanted to laugh. I stared straight at her.
She smiled; her eyes flitting down to my bikini top.then ever so slowly
she raised them back to me. Before I knew what I was doing I slowly
reached out and brushed the underside of her left breast.

I don't know what Martin did. Maybe have a fit or what, but I didn't
care. I felt strange. I felt horny. I didn't know what I felt. It just
seemed right.

My hand stayed there and then moved upwards. I felt her nipple, hard,
brush against my finger, and then slip under my palm. I cupped her
breasts. She leaned forward, took my head between her hands. Her eyes
held mine. Her lips parted a little, and then suddenly her tongue slid
past my lips and into my mouth.

I heard Martin wading up behind me. Her tongue caressed mine slowly and
softly. I had never kissed a woman like this before. Her tongue was so
smooth, so soft. My hand stayed cupping her breast, squeezing it
slightly. I heard Martin say something, but all I can remember was it
sounded like encouragement rather than anger.  Then his hands went
around my waist.

"Sue, is everything ok." He asked.

I pulled my head away from this woman, my eyes not daring to look at
his. "Yes," I muttered.

"Would you like to join. I think Sue would be happier." She said,
adding, "Wouldn't you Sue."

I nodded.

Martin seemed at a loss. The woman gently turned me around so I was
facing Martin. Then I felt her hands pull the string from my bikini 
top. Her hands swept around my sides and up under the bikini, cupping 
both my breasts. She let the nipples out through her fingers and 
Martin's eyes seemed to fix on hers. "Suck them," she told him.

Wild-eyed but happy, he leaned his face toward my chest. I felt his mouth
cover her fingers and my nipple, and his tongue shoot out to lick around
it before he sucked it into his mouth. My head lolled back on to her
shoulder. With her chin, she made it clear she wanted me to turn my head
toward her. I did, and she kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue
pushing past my lips, caressing and playing with mine. I reached behind
me and felt her hip. I moved my hand to her front, pushing my fingers 
between her legs, and started to rub back and forth.

Her kiss became more intense. I felt our teeth knock as her head moved
around on my lips. Her tongue was deep in my mouth. Her hands mauled my
breasts, while Martin sucked on one of them for dear life. I felt my
bikini top slide down. Martin tugged at it and I never saw it again. I 
suppose, like us, it just floated away. 

She pulled away from me and then knelt down in the water behind me. 
It was only about a foot deep where we were standing. The roar of the
waterfall was loud, and the spray drenched us. I felt her fingers 
untie the strings of my bikini bottom on my hips, and then that too 
fell down around my legs into the water. 

I felt her mouth trail over my back and move down to my bottom. She 
licked and sucked one cheek before licking the backs of my legs. At 
the same time one hand moved to my pussy and fingered it from the 
front. 

Her other hand was rubbing Martin's swim trunks. I glanced down and 
could see that he was rock-hard already. I pulled his head up and 
kissed him wildly. He almost fell backward at the force of it.

I could feel the woman's tongue push between my legs from behind. 
Long hard licks at my pussy, while from the front her finger found 
that special place, and was rubbing me there. I couldn't kiss Martin 
any more. It was so intense. I was biting my lip. My eyes were closed. 
My body was shaking a little.

Suddenly Martin dropped to his knees and started to lick at my pussy
from the front. It was unreal. I had never known anything like it. The
woman took her hand away so Martin's tongue could lick at my clit. It
was getting difficult for me to stand. I had never believed I could 
feel like this. I steadied myself by holding onto their heads. Within 
seconds I could feel the build up... and then suddenly I was there.

I have never cum so quickly in my life. It just flushed through me. I
was panting and moaning and almost crying.  Finally I had to tell them
to stop.

Martin looked up at me and stood up. She stayed where she was. I saw
her hands reach for his trunks, and then start to feel around within 
them.  Finally she moved forward and tugged them down to his knees in
one go!

His 6-inch cock sprang free, pointing upward and outward. She held it
in both hands with her fingers, and then pulled the skin back from the
head. Her mouth moved forward and just engulfed it in one go. No playing
around, just straight in. I could see her suck her cheeks in.  She was
really sucking at it.  Martin held her head and looked at me. I just
nodded. I didn't mind anymore.

Her hands held his cock straight out in front of him while her head
moved back and forth over it. I sat down in the water to watch. She
gestured me closer. Crawling over to her, she offered the cock to my
mouth. I stuck my tongue out, licking at the wet cock head. I let my
tongue tease the eye, and then ran it around the head a couple of times.

Then, opening my mouth, I plunged it over the shaft, letting his cock 
ram into the roof of my mouth. The woman fondled his balls with one hand 
and my breast with the other. 

I started to move my head back and forth along his cock. He had reached 
down and was cupping her breasts. Her hand squeezed and played with his 
balls.  She then moved close to me and stuck her tongue out to lick 
along his shaft, near the base. We then started to kiss his cock 
together... biting, sucking and licking at it. Martin must have been 
in heaven.

She stood up and lifted her dress over her shoulders, and then peeled 
her underpants down. She looked beautiful. Her skin all shiny from the 
water.  Her breasts were firmly standing proud. She asked Martin to 
sit in the water.  He sat back and he did as he was told. She looked 
at me, and again I nodded my approval. 

Standing over him she lowered herself down. I saw her hips go into the 
water over his cock. His head went back, and I knew his cock had
slipped inside her. She begun to thrash around in the water, up and
down, side to side, forward and backward. Martin didn't know what had
hit him. I reached to her breasts and let them brush my hands as she
moved. She craned her head toward mine, and we kissed deeply.

She did this for about four minutes, then suddenly sprang up, stepped
toward Martin, then just smothered his face with her pussy. I saw her 
hands reach behind her and clench her bottom to him. I could see the 
underside of his chin under her legs as his mouth and tongue ate 
into her.

The top of his cock was pointing out of the water, so I hovered above 
it, my tongue lapping at the cock head, licking around it.

Suddenly it was her turn to shudder and shake. She yelled loudly, and
then grabbed his head with both hands and forced him more tightly 
against her. I saw her bottom clench as she came. I stroked it whilst 
I kissed it. For nearly a minute she shook uncontrollably before 
finally stepping back and sitting down in the water. She started to 
laugh.

Martin stood up and began to wank his cock. I could see he was close. I
crawled over and opened my mouth. The woman saw this and did the same.
Her tongue licked the side of my face and we started to kiss. 

This was too much for Martin who started to grunt, and then shot out a 
wad of cum. It hit me above my mouth and dropped straight onto our 
tongues. She licked around my lips, pushing some of Martin's cum 
around my face, and sucking some of it into her mouth. 

Suddenlt she pulled away and her mouth engulfed his cock head.  Just 
as her mouth closed over it, I saw him shoot a second wad straight into 
her mouth. Like my bikini top, I never saw that wad again either. She 
swallowed it straight down. 

She held his cock in her mouth and I saw it tense for a third load. 
Then she pulled her mouth back. I grabbed his shaft and pointed it 
straight at my mouth. The fourth, and final spurt shot out, hitting 
my tongue hard.  I swirled it around in my mouth. I closed my lips
over his cock head to wipe away the drip at the end of the eye before
pulling away from him.

The cum was still in my mouth, and before I could do anything, the 
woman held my head and forced her open mouth on to mine. I felt her 
tongue ram into my mouth and caress my teeth and tongue.  Martin's 
cum was swirling around and exchanging between our mouths. 

We kissed long and harder, and somewhere in there during that time 
the cum slowly dissolved until we broke from each other. No cum to 
swallow!

Martin looked down at our cum-drenched faces. He smiled.

For a few minutes we just sat there. The woman got up and looked 
around for her dress. It was snagged against some rocks. She walked 
over to it.  "I have to go now," She said.

"Wait!" Martin called out. "Who are you?"

She smiled.  My name begins with 'X'.  I'm at the hotel by the lake. 
I'll tell you the second letter next time we meet."

With that, she turned and walked back along the river. Her hand 
suddenly up above her shoulder, and her fingers wiggled a goodbye.

Martin looked at me. "Was she a friend of yours? I mean, you have 
met her before, haven't you?  You do know her?"

"Yes." I lied.