The Mammoth Book of Threesomes and Moresomes

The Good Samaritan

Dorianne

“They’re at it again,” Marlene said as Jenny came out on to their deck carrying three beers.

“Fucking or fighting?” asked Marlene.

“They just finished fighting now they’re fucking,” Dan told her.

“Aw, I missed the foreplay fight? Damn,” said Jenny.

From the deck of their place they could see directly into the apartment across the alley. The couple that lived there had never noticed the three housemates spying on them. They never seemed to notice anything but each other and they never seemed to exhibit anything other than lust or anger at each other. This provided Jenny, Marlene and Dan with hours of entertainment.

“I’m so bored of them though,” Marlene announced.

“What are you talking about?” said Dan with a sniff. “They’re like a soap opera and a porn all rolled into one. It’s awesome.”

“They’re so. . white bread,” complained Marlene.

“They certainly are white,” observed Jenny. The couple next door had classic Aryan good looks, unlike the three of them who came in varying shades of brown.

“Their whole shtick has gotten old,” said Marlene. “They scream and slam doors and if we’re lucky we can make out enough words to know what trivial thing they’re fighting about. Then they go at it, which is fun for sure, but they only ever use the two most standard positions and their sex never gets, you know, interesting.”

“Not everyone can be freaks like us,” stated Jenny, watching the other apartment fixedly, absentmindedly twirling one of her dreadlocks.

“Why not?” asked Marlene. There was a pause as they all gazed at the male neighbour’s thrusting buttocks.

Marlene didn’t know the other two were even contemplating her offhand question until Dan remarked, “Why not indeed?”

Jenny absently rubbed her nipple and said, “Hmmm. .”

Katie was just arriving home from work when a black girl on a bicycle took a hard fall on the road beside her. The bike fell on top of the girl and blood spurted from her knee. “Oh my God, are you OK?” asked Katie. She seemed in shock.

“I don’t know, I mean, ow,” said the girl. She looked imploringly up at Katie. “Do you have a Band-aid?”

Feeling a rush of Good Samaritian pleasure, Katie said, “This is my place right here, I’ve got Band-Aids and Polysporin, why don’t you come in?” They locked the bike up to the fence surrounding the building and went inside.

As Katie was getting out her first-aid kit the girl’s cell phone rang. “I hurt myself,” she said into it. “I fell. A pretty lady is helping me with my cut but can you come and help me get my bike home? It might be broken.” She covered her mouthpiece and said to Katie, “Can my friends come help me?”

Katie was blushing — she wasn’t used to being called “pretty” by random strangers. “Of course,” said Katie. “Tell them to buzz 106.”

There was a silence as the girl played with one of her dreadlocks. Then Katie remembered her manners and, like a good hostess, offered her guest a drink.

When Marlene and Dan arrived at apartment 106, just around the corner from their apartment where they’d been waiting for the call, Jenny and Katie were drinking wine in the kitchen. The kitchen was a cute little affair, painted cornflower blue with every available space used to handily house the usual kitchen instruments. Pots hung above the stove, a spice rack topped with a large set of rather phallic salt and pepper shakers was set into the counter, a set of oven mitts decorated to look like piglets hung from a hook by the stove.

“For the pain,” Jenny said as she raised her glass at them and offered a slight tilt of the head in acknowledgment of their Machiavellian plan.

Katie said, “Welcome, welcome, you two! Your friend here took quite a tumble. She was a little shook up so I thought some wine might help her calm down. Well, the bottle’s open now, would you like a glass?” Marlene and Dan accepted and sat down around the kitchen table. Marlene was wearing a shirt that was very low cut, exposing a suggestive bounty of her smooth Sri Lankan skin.

“Jenny was just telling me about your, um, unconventional lifestyle. It’s really interesting! Of course you always hear about things like that but you don’t usually meet people who actually live it.”

“Well, you need to be honest with yourself about what you want out of life and then make that life happen,” stated Marlene. She was unsure which part of their “unconventional lifestyle” Jenny had revealed but was sure that statement was broad enough to cover all bases. She also enjoyed the delicious irony of claiming honesty when the circumstances behind the three of them being in this apartment were entirely falsified.

“Oh, yes, yes, of course. I’m not sure I ever considered, you know, polyamory as an option. I love my boyfriend but a lifetime is a long time to be with just one person. Who knows what I’ll want in ten years?” Katie mused.

The look that passed between Marlene, Jenny and Dan indicated that none of them was willing to wait ten years. Luckily Katie’s blonde head was bowed and she didn’t see their non-verbal exchange.

Katie looked up, confused. “But what I’m not sure of is. . so which of you is dating the other? Like do you,” she addressed Dan, “just have two girlfriends and they both date you? Ha, I can’t wait to tell my boyfriend, he’d be so jealous! What guy doesn’t want two girls?”

Dan leaned to his left to kiss Marlene, then leaned to his right to kiss Jenny. “Yeah.” He smiled at Katie, a winning, charming smile. “Life doesn’t get much better than this.”

Marlene hoisted herself into Dan’s lap. “But,” she said, “it doesn’t end there. Can’t let Dan have all the fun.” And she leaned over and kissed Jenny.

While Dan’s kisses had been soft and intimate but quick, Marlene meant business. She forced Jenny’s lips open with her own and plunged her tongue deep into Jenny’s mouth, ensuring the angle was right for Katie to see.

Katie was blushing right to the roots of her hair. Her face was scarlet, her eyes bright. She got up to get another bottle of wine. When she turned around from the counter with the opened bottle she couldn’t help but notice all three of them had been looking admiringly at her ass. She almost dropped the bottle but managed to collect herself a bit and sat down. She filled all their glasses and downed most of hers in one gulp.

“So you’re. .” She trailed off.

“We all are,” Dan stated, his cock stiff, Marlene still in his lap. Katie’s eyes widened and Dan hoped she had meant what he thought she had meant. He knew from their spying that now was about the time of day that Katie’s boyfriend arrived home from work.

“I hope you’re not freaked out,” Jenny said with concern.

“Oh no, not at all!” exclaimed Katie. She reached out to place her hand on top of Jenny’s. “I’ve never encountered it before, but it’s nice, you all seem so normal.”

“We’re not freaks,” said Marlene, flexing her ass muscles against Dan’s cock. “We just like to enjoy life — and to help each other to enjoy life.”

Dan exerted effort to keep his smirk to himself. “Freaks” was exactly what they were and they all knew it. And loved it.

“To help everyone enjoy life,” Jenny said seriously. One of her hands was on the table underneath Katie’s; the other hand she placed lightly on Katie’s thigh underneath the table.

Katie looked down, then up at Jenny. She looked across the table at Dan and Marlene. Marlene smiled and Dan hugged his arms around Marlene’s abdomen, a gesture which happened to also lift her breasts up prominently. Katie couldn’t help but stare at Marlene’s cleavage. As she stared she felt the hand on her thigh move upwards. She turned her head only to end up with her mouth against Jenny’s. Jenny was now out of her seat, kneeling on the floor with her wounded knee, between Katie’s legs. Katie gave up thinking and leaned into the kiss.

Bill was in a bad mood. Work was frustrating. The coffee shop had been out of croissants. He had forgotten his cell phone in his desk. Nothing was going right today. He knew that on days like today Katie always found some way to provoke him further. He hoped today would be different. He didn’t feel like a fight right now. Except that he did love the passion of the post-fight sex.

What he found when he came home was certainly different than what he had been expecting but no less provocative. Katie was in the kitchen, her shorts around her ankles, and some girl was kneeling with her head between Katie’s thighs. Katie’s face was buried in the cleavage of another girl who was on the table on all fours. Her skirt was flipped up to her waist and some guy was behind her, sticking his fingers deep inside.

Bill was stunned for a minute and for that minute no one noticed him at all. They just went on licking and sucking and probing each other. Then Bill got angry.

“Katie, you fucking slut!” he roared. “What the hell are you doing? Who are these whores?”

Katie lifted her head from between Marlene’s tits. “Oh honey,” she said, confused, “you know how you said we should try new things in bed. .?”

“In bed with each other, not in the goddamn kitchen with a crew of mangy perverts!” he yelled, his voice becoming more constricted. His arm flung out threateningly, knocking the spice rack to the floor. “I’ll show you to fuck around on me!” He moved forwards with malevolence. Before he could take a single step, however, Dan was on top of him. They crashed down to the kitchen floor in a flurry of violence.

Katie screamed. Jenny held her tight. “It’s OK,” she said. “Dan’s very good at this.” Marlene adjusted her position on the kitchen table to watch.

Dan was a master wrestler. He had been a wrestling champion in university and he kept it up, practising multiple times a week in various ways. Every time Bill tried to go for Dan’s throat, Dan ducked underneath and bent Bill’s arm backwards. Every time Bill tried to get up, Dan would knock his legs out from under him. Bill was angry, bent on inflicting pain. Dan was enjoying himself, bent only on his own amusement. Dan flung himself on Bill’s back and they crashed to the floor again. Bill hit the linoleum face first, smashing his nose, which began to bleed. Dan snuck his arm quickly under Bill’s chin and secured it.

“This,” he announced, “is a rear naked chokehold.” Then he said, lower, into Bill’s ear, “Too bad we’re not actually naked.” Dan knew Bill must be able to feel Dan’s hard cock resting between his butt cheeks.

“It’s OK, Katie,” Marlene soothed the distraught woman. “Now we can talk to him.”

Jenny got down on the floor, face to face with the immobilized Bill. “I’m Jenny,” she said. “That’s Marlene and Dan. We’re not dangerous.” Dan sniggered. “Well, not very dangerous,” amended Jenny. “We just want to make Katie feel good. And you too if you want to. Do you want to?” Bill’s eyes were watering. His jaw worked but no words came out. “Your girlfriend’s very lovely, it’s a shame for you to keep her for yourself.”

Katie blurted out, “How come you never call me lovely?” in Bill’s direction. She looked startled to have spoken.

“You never tell her she’s lovely, Bill. How is a woman supposed to feel good if you don’t tell her that she’s lovely?” Jenny stroked Katie’s breasts through her shirt. “I want to make your girlfriend feel good. Don’t you want me to?”

Marlene, perched far above on the table, asked, “Katie, does Bill have any porn?”

“Yes. . it’s behind the James Bond movies,” Katie admitted. Marlene hopped down and exited into the living room, coming back with an armful of movies.

“Chicks Licking Chicks, Booty Babe Bacchanal, yep, he’s certainly got some girl-on-girl stuff in here.”

“Well then,” cooed Jenny. “He must like to watch that sort of thing.” Her hand reached for Katie’s exposed cunt. Bill’s eyes widened. Jenny stroked Katie with one hand and removed her own shirt and pants with the other. She was wearing a black and red lacy set of matching bra and panties. She removed Katie’s shirt and bra, leaving her completely naked. She rolled Katie back up on to her shoulders, her cunt arching towards the sky, and she began to eat it in earnest. She spit huge wads of saliva into Katie’s open hole and put two fingers in, then three, then four. She teased Katie’s clit with her tongue until Katie begged for more, then took it away to plunge her whole hand deep inside. Katie moaned and wailed.

Bill watched, transfixed. Dan still didn’t want to let his guard down, though, so he caught Marlene’s eye. Marlene knew just what to do. She left the table to get down on the ground beside Bill. She stroked his face. Bill’s breath caught and he forced his eyes away from Jenny and Katie to look at Marlene.

“No, no, don’t look at me, love,” said Marlene. “You watch the show. I’m just here to help you.” Dan rolled over on his side, pulling Bill with him, leaving his front exposed to Marlene. She unzipped his pants. “Hard already,” she announced. “Are we surprised?”

Dan chuckled. “That makes two of us,” he whispered into Bill’s ear as Bill’s cock disappeared into Marlene’s mouth.

Now that Bill was occupied and overstimulated, watching his girlfriend get fucked by a girl while his dick was getting sucked, Dan felt comfortable adjusting his hold. He pulled Bill’s arms behind Bill’s back so he could secure them with just one of his own hands. This left his other hand free to unzip his own pants and pull out his cock. He stroked it for a bit, waiting, watching.

Katie and Jenny were reaching a fevered pitch. Katie’s moans echoed all around them. Jenny’s fingers were moving fast and furious inside Katie. . but her head was upright and her eyes were roaming around the kitchen floor. Jenny was looking for something. Triumphant, she reached out and grabbed the pepper grinder, left on the floor from Bill’s upset of the spice rack. She leered at Bill as she put the pepper grinder in her mouth. Then she turned back to put the circular knob at the top of the grinder into Katie’s pussy. Katie screamed but did not try to scramble away. She stayed on her shoulders, her cunt up in the air and the pepper grinder sunk deep inside her, the end sticking straight up. Jenny put her hand on it, pushed it away from her, forcing Katie’s body up further on to her shoulders, her pussy higher up into the air. . her asshole now facing Jenny. Jenny flicked her tongue at it and Katie howled. Jenny pushed down hard on the pepper grinder at the same time as she stuck her whole tongue in Katie’s ass. Katie started shaking all over and making sounds both high and low at once, like two cats fighting.

Marlene chose this moment to use her impressive deep-throating talents. Bill’s moans joined Katie’s and his eyes bugged out in her direction. Dan decided this was the time to get his pleasure out of this twisted situation. He released Bill with his arms, trusting Marlene’s mouth to hold him in place. He pulled Bill’s pants down and slapped Bill’s ass with his cock. Bill arched up against it, reacting now to any touch. Dan reached back and happily found that he could reach the fridge, from which he extracted the margarine. He greased his cock up with it and placed its head against Bill’s virgin little anus. Bill bucked, startled, seemed to come back to himself. Dan wrestled him to the ground again, still on his side. Marlene’s amazing mouth never left Bill’s cock. Dan wrapped his legs around Bill’s, pulling them back and apart. He placed his cock back at Bill’s anal entrance.

Katie came, shivering and shrieking, the pepper grinder flying out of her with the force of her cunt muscles clenching.

“Did I tell you you could come?” yelled Jenny, slapping Katie’s ass.

Bill grunted, though whether it was a yes or a no and whether it was directed towards Dan’s oncoming attempt at sodomy or at the abuse of his girlfriend was unclear.

“Yes,” said Jenny, calm now, looking in his direction. “Your little slut is still coming.” It was true. Each blow that landed on her ass sent another paroxysm of pleasure through Katie’s body. “I think you’d better help me out with that.”

Jenny flattened Katie’s body down on the kitchen floor and slid her towards Bill, helped along by the slipperiness of the floor which was covered in Jenny’s saliva and Katie’s pussy juice. She pushed Katie till her cunt was right under Bill’s mouth, being sure not to dislodge Marlene down below. “Eat it!” she demanded. Bill complied. Katie whimpered. “You have been making altogether too much noise,” Jenny told her. “What will the neighbours think? I think I should keep your mouth busy.” Jenny pulled her panties to one side and sat on Katie’s face. She didn’t have to tell Katie to eat it — Katie knew what was expected of her and eagerly sucked and licked at Jenny’s swollen pussy.

Bill’s mouth was full of cunt and his cock was being sucked — he must be too busy to even notice, reasoned Dan, knowing full well that Bill would still likely notice a cock in his ass. He did. Still, the full head of Dan’s cock was wedged up in there before Bill pulled away from his girlfriend’s crotch in protest.

In reaction Marlene stopped. She slid up towards his face. “Don’t you fucking stop eating that pussy,” she growled at him. “I’m gonna keep sucking your cock and you’re gonna keep eating that pussy and that’s what’s going to happen.” She slapped his face once, hard, then slid down again.

Bill lowered his face again. He moaned into Katie’s cunt as Marlene nibbled on his balls. He grunted into Katie’s cunt as Dan thrust deeper into his ass. Katie moaned into Jenny’s cunt and Jenny moaned into the air. They were all getting off now. . except for diligent Marlene, still hard at work on Bill’s cock. Dan, always conscientious about other people’s pleasure, at least as much as he was about his own, grabbed the abandoned pepper grinder and stuck it into Marlene’s pussy. She thrust up into it even as she continued to swallow Bill’s dick. Dan shoved the pepper shaker down into her even as he thrust his cock into Bill. Now they really were all getting off.

Jenny was a squirter, a fact which neither Dan nor Marlene nor Jenny herself had felt the need to warn Katie. When Jenny came it filled Katie’s mouth and splashed down her naked torso, hitting the top of Bill’s head. She choked on it, coughed it up, came again herself. Jenny collapsed on the floor. Katie pushed herself away from Bill and slid back into Jenny. Jenny wrapped her arms around her, pinching her nipples, and they stayed like that watching Marlene and Dan and Bill.

Marlene’s head moved quickly then languidly, teasing Bill along, then even harder and faster than before. Bill’s body jerked from the force of Dan’s thrusts but Marlene still kept her expert mouth wrapped around his dick. As Dan’s movements became more urgent, so did hers. Suddenly Bill froze. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he went limp. Marlene crawled forwards, turned his face up, and spat a long stream of his jism into his face. She was just in time to get out of the way as Dan pulled out from Bill’s ass and pulled himself up to come all over Bill’s face, Dan’s jism mixing with Bill’s own.

Dan fell over Bill’s chest, finding enough energy in himself to slam the palm of his hand hard into the pepper grinder sticking out of Marlene’s pussy. It drove deep into her, almost disappearing. When she came she toppled forwards on to Bill’s sticky face.

Jenny, Marlene and Dan recovered more quickly than Katie and Bill, which was to be expected — they were well versed in debauchery and thus more used to the exertion involved. They dressed quickly and left, not wanting to find out if Bill would recover his anger along with his awareness.

Jenny came out on to the deck, stretching and tying her locks back, to do her daily morning yoga ritual. As she was saluting the sun she saw Katie in the window across the alley, staring straight at her. It was bound to happen, of course. Now that the couple knew the freaky threesome, how could they not notice them across the way? Jenny smiled her most guileless smile and waved. For a long moment Katie just stared at her, then, slowly, held her hand up in a still facsimile of a wave. Jenny smiled again and then continued with her salutation, gracefully folding over at the waist.

Now Katie and Bill must know where they live. Perhaps they’ll be over to exact their revenge, thought Jenny. We can only hope.