My name is Sarah. If you met me, especially if you are a man, the first thing that you would notice is that I have large breasts. Very large breasts. Mountains. In fact, if you are like most men, you will talk to my breasts instead of my face when you first meet me. It is rather insulting but I have got used to it over the years. If you are a woman, you might envy my large breasts. But there are a lot of negatives: they give you back-ache, you cannot wear a normal bra from anywhere cheap, they bounce painfully all over the place when you run and so forth. But, as you would expect, they really do attract a lot of men.

I seem to be pretty highly sexed. Unlike most women, I enjoy one-night-stands. So obviously I have had many sexual partners. When other women get randy and they don’t have a boyfriend then they just go to bed alone. Presumably they masturbate although I have never asked another woman. When I have no boyfriend, if I am at a party or somewhere like that then I use my breasts to get a man to fuck me. It’s not that difficult. With large breasts like mine I am sure to find some man eying me, imagining what my breasts are really like. If I talk to then them they are hooked and if I like them it is easy to persuade them to invite me round for a coffee. And we all know where that leads. The curious thing is that they think that they are manipulating me and might be lucky and get me into bed; they don’t realize that I am in control and have already decided to fuck them.

This story is about a time when I was a student living in Montreal sharing an apartment with two other women, Sally and Jane. They were sisters and shared a bedroom. I had the other smaller bedroom to myself. Or to myself and my boyfriend or whoever, anyway. One thing I always wondered about was what Sally and Jane did about masturbating since they shared a room. I wouldn’t want to masturbate with a sibling in the same room since I breathe very noisily when I come and I couldn’t conceal it. Maybe they didn’t masturbate in bed, or didn’t care that their sister could hear them come, or had learnt to come silently. Still, I was glad to masturbate on my own, and to have the freedom of my own room if ever I brought a man back rather than spending the night in his bed. But I always preferred to do that since I could control when things were over by leaving for my own bed.

Anyway, now you know all the background. So there I am, having lots of sex with lots of men but it started to get a bit monotonous. While masturbating one night, I decided that it might be interesting to watch someone else fuck, or to have someone else watch me fuck. So one option would be to pick up two men instead of one; I was pretty confident that I wouldn’t have too much difficulty with my man-eating tits but I decided that I would prefer somehow to get into a sex session with another man and woman first. One man between the two of us. I decided that either Sally or Jane would be good bets for the other woman since I knew them reasonably well, and had some opportunity to manipulate the situation with them. I could wait until some appropriate occasion arose and then plant an idea.

I had several attempts where I tried to set up something that didn’t work out, before the one that forms the basis of this story. I was going up north to a kayak slalom with the university kayak club. I was going to share a tent with John, as I had done before. He was one of the men who was a good friend without being a sexual partner. I knew that I could have him if I tried, but then I might lose a friend and my experience was that good friends were much rarer than sexual partners. Also, I knew that he and Jane were friendly. I didn’t know if she fancied him since I had never asked her directly, but I figured they were close enough that something could be made to happen in the right circumstances. Jane normally went cycling at weekends but for some reason that I forget it suddenly got cancelled at the last minute on Friday afternoon. She also canoed occasionally so I suggested that she came along to the slalom too. John’s tent was big enough for three, so she didn’t have to make any last minute arrangements, she could just come as she was that afternoon. Since she now had nothing else on that weekend she agreed.

When we arrived, John had to go off and do something about organizing the slalom, so I took control of the tent and so our tent was pitched away from everyone else’s. And, what a coincidence, John’s sleeping bag ended up between me and Jane.

As usual at a slalom, everyone went to the pub on Friday night and drank lots of beer, so we were all slightly drunk when we arrived back late in the evening. The three of us got into our sleeping bags. The beers we had drunk made us garrulous, so it was natural to start philosophizing. It was the middle of summer and it was surprisingly hot. I explained that I was too hot and half got out of my sleeping bag. I acted as if it was pitch dark and no-one could see anything, but it was twilight since we were so far north. I knew John would be able to see my breasts clearly once his eyes grew accustomed to the half-light. He would be unable to resist looking, and I guessed he would start to get aroused. We continued to talk and I managed to nudge the conversation around to sex. As if on cue, John teased us that as he was lying between two women perhaps they could give him some tips on how to get women into his bed. He was very good at charming them, and fine once he was in bed with them, but always choked when trying to get across the last few feet to kiss them.

“With Sarah I think you just have to ask,” teased Jane rather naughtily. In different circumstances I might have tried to defend myself, but I had a different agenda that night.

“Let’s say you wanted to get Jane into bed,” I whispered to him. “You’d put your hand on her arm or her shoulder.”

I took his hand and placed it on Jane’s bare shoulder. She was also half out of her sleeping bag but seemed to be taking care to keep her breasts just inside out of John’s sight. Of course I had seen them many times before. Three women sharing an apartment don’t always bother to cover up when going from shower to bedroom, or seeking some clean underwear in the living room. I knew she had big nipples unlike me, and wanted to watch John stroke and kiss them.

“If she doesn’t push you off or move away,” I said, “that is a good sign.”

Even hearing this, Jane didn’t move away. So far, my plan was going better than I could have hoped for.

“Try sliding your hand a bit lower and stroking the side of her body. Don’t touch her breast, that is too obvious at this stage. Just be a bit more intimate.”

John slid his hand down Jane’s side and stroked the side of her body just inside the top of her sleeping bag.

“What do you think he should do next, Jane?” I said.

I was surprised and pleased when she replied, “I think you could try sliding your fingers just onto the edge of her breast. It doesn’t have to be far, just enough that it would be so obvious that if she doesn’t push you away then she must be interested.”

John moved his hand inside Jane’s sleeping bag and I presume he was just touching the side of her breast. Not to be left out, I reached over and put my hand on John’s bare shoulder as he stroked Jane.

“Since she is obviously interested,” I continued, “I think it would be a good moment to kiss her, just in a friendly way at first to see how she responds.”

I could see in the pale light as John leant over and kissed Jane lightly on the lips. Then he kissed her again and soon their mouths were locked together. As they kissed, I stroked John’s back and reached around to stroke his chest and lightly touch his nipples.

“You should get out of your sleeping bag now,” I whispered to John. He pushed his sleeping bag down and kicked it away. I could see his cock in the half-light, excited and hard. It was difficult to resist reaching out to touch it. I was about to whisper something else to John when I saw Jane reach over and start to lightly stroke John’s cock. He turned onto his side so that Jane could more easily get to his cock. I pushed my hand between his legs from behind and softly caressed his balls.

John was gently pinching Jane’s nipples now and even from where I was lying I could see that they were pointed and hard. I pinched John’s nipples and felt them harden too.

Jane pushed her sleeping bag down and was soon lying on top of it. John didn’t need any further encouragement, I watched as his hand slid down across Jane’s belly and his fingers stroked through the dark curls of her pubic hair before vanishing between her lips. She drew a loud breath as, presumably, his finger found her clit.

I wasn’t sure whether I should lie quietly and pretend that I didn’t exist and let them fuck, or whether I should cuddle the two of them and talk to them, and make it a real threesome. I decided to let them start fucking while they had forgotten about me, and then join in later in some way.

I didn’t have long to wait. I could hear how wet Jane’s cunt was from the sounds John’s fingers made as he thrust them in and out of her. I reached down and slid my finger between my lips and started to stroke my clit. I was surprised just how hard it was, it was surprisingly erotic lying beside two people who were about to fuck, almost as if it was me who was building up to be penetrated.

Jane pulled her knees up and offered her cunt to John. I could see her prominent lips with John’s fingers buried between them in her wetness, a finger making small circles on her clit. John moved his body over Jane’s and I watched as his hard cock penetrated Jane’s body. It was very exciting. I had never seen a porno movie but I would guess that they must be exciting in the same way, except that this was more intense since it was two friends fucking.

I reached over and stroked John’s ass as his hips thrust between Jane’s outspread thighs. I reached between his legs and stroked his balls again, and then moved to hold the base of his cock as he fucked Jane. He made a large thrust and it pushed my hand against Jane’s lips. That felt odd, I had never touched another woman’s cunt before. Even in that brief touch I could feel her lips felt a bit different from mine, larger and fleshier.

I leant over and whispered to John, “fuck her hard, make her come, you know she is dying for a good fuck, she must have been wanting you to fuck her for a long time.”

John reached out and started to stroke one of my breasts, trying to find my small nipple to stroke it. Then, as he continued to slide in and out of Jane, his hand slid down so that he was sliding a finger in and out of me at the same time. I was incredibly turned on, the control aspect of having arranged the whole thing, the show of watching John and Jane fuck. And now having John’s fingers in my cunt and on my clit.

Jane rolled John over onto his back so that she was straddling him, keeping his cock inside her the whole time. I liked being on top too, although I was wondering by this stage if I was going to get any sex at all or whether I would be left to masturbate as the two of them fucked like rabbits.

Suddenly Jane reached over and held my arm. In one motion she rolled off John and pulled me so that the obvious thing for me to do was to straddle John in her place. I felt his cock between my legs, and it was easy to maneuver his knob into the opening to my cunt. I slowly sat back down and too his cock into my wet and ready cunt. I love the feeling of first being penetrated, the slight pressure before my body opens up to a cock. It is especially exciting the first time with a man I have never fucked before.

John reached down between us and started to stroke my clit with one finger. I was surprised to realize how close I was to coming. Then John reached up and held my breasts in his hands. My breasts are quite sensitive and so I enjoy having them touched, which is just as well since men love to fondle them.

“I’ve always wanted to play with your tits,” he said quietly as he stroked them gently. I lay lower over him, my breasts hanging down and my nipples gently stroking John’s chest.

I felt Jane’s hand between John and me and I thought for a moment she was wanting to caress my breasts too, but that was just a side-effect of her reaching to stroke John’s nipples as I fucked him. He felt so good inside me. John continued to tickle my clit and in no time I had an orgasm, moaning enthusiastically as I thrust my hips hard onto his cock and my clit hard onto his finger.

It seemed polite to slide off John and pull Jane back over John. But she wanted to be fucked in a different position, and rolled right across John and crouched on all fours in the centre of the tent. John didn’t need any instruction and was soon behind Jane’s ass. Jane reached back for John’s cock but I grabbed it and guided it into her cunt for her. After all, what are friends for?

John reached around Jane’s body and I could see him massaging her clit as he thrust aggressively between her ass cheeks, pushing deep into her cunt. I thought Jane came although I couldn’t be sure. My suspicion that she came silently seemed to be true. Then John was obviously about to come, accelerating his thrusts into Jane as she rocked back and forth on her knees.

“I want to taste you,” I said to him just as he was about to come.

He pulled out and his white come spurted onto Jane’s ass and then into my mouth as I wrapped my lips around his knob and licked him with my tongue. Then I leant over and licked the first white drops off Jane’s ass cheek, which felt incredibly decadent.

We lay there for a bit, John in the middle. Absent-mindedly he had a hand on each of our breasts.

“Your breasts are very different,” he remarked. “Sarah’s are very large and soft whereas Jane’s are smaller and much firmer.”

“I suppose our cunts feel different too,” said Jane.

“Yes,” agreed John, “but it is much harder to describe. I think I will need to do some more research in the morning. And over the rest of the weekend.”

Because we had all had a lot of beer to drink, we went to sleep soon after that. We lay on top of our sleeping bags in a three-way cuddle. But we were awakened by the sunrise and at 6am. I woke up to find John already had his tongue between Jane’s legs and she was coming almost silently again. I spread my own legs invitingly and in no time John’s tongue was on my clit driving my desire to high intensity. Soon Jane was holding John’s cock, directing his kayak into the slalom gate of my cunt.

The next day it was Jane’s turn to scheme. Although she had really enjoyed giving her body to John for the first time under Sarah’s directions, she also felt like getting her own back on Sarah that evening. Jane looked around the tent during the day and decided what she would do.

That evening, when the three of them came back from the bar, Jane pointed out that it would be chaotic if the three of them all tried to get undressed in the tent at the same time. She and John stayed outside while Sarah went in and undressed. When she was nearly naked Jane went into the tent too and took off her jeans. By then Sarah was completely naked and Jane put her plan into action.

Jane pushed Sarah over and sat on top of her. She wrestled with Sarah and looped a spare guy rope around one of her wrists and pulled it so that the metal cleat was tight against her wrist. Sarah pretended to resist but actually did not struggle hard as Jane tied the other end of the guy rope to a webbing loop she had spotted earlier in the corner of the tent on the inside of a peg-attachment point. The next guy-rope went around one of Sarah’s ankles and she passed it to John who tied it into a webbing loop in the corner of the tent on one side of the doorway. In no time Sarah was spread-eagled face-down across the tent, her hands tied firmly to two corners of the tent and her ankles on either side of the door into the tent. Looking into the tent John had a clear view straight up between Sarah’s legs to Jane facing him and sitting on Sarah’s back, still in her knickers and sweatshirt.

“I think Sarah needs a good fucking,” said Jane to John. She reached down and gently parted Sarah’s outer lips, opening up her cunt to John’s gaze where he knelt in the tent doorway. Even in the half-light, it was possible to see how wet Sarah was already.

“Except that I think she would enjoy it far too much and so it wouldn’t be punishment at all,” continued Jane. “I think you’ll have to fuck her up her ass. Have you ever been fucked up your ass before Sarah?”

“No,” mumbled Sarah, with her face pushed into the sleeping bags that she was spread out on.

“All the better,” said Jane. She spread the cheeks of Sarah’s bottom so John had a perfect view of the rosebud of her asshole. She spat and rubbed the slippery saliva onto Sarah’s asshole with a finger.

“Please don’t,” said Sarah, actually loving every minute of it.

“No mercy,” said Jane as she gently pushed a finger into Sarah’s ass eliciting a gasp of surprise. It felt incredibly naughty to have her finger in another woman’s asshole, preparing the way for a cock.

Jane reached up and took one of John’s hands and pulled him halfway into the tent doorway. She took hold of a finger and then directed it down, pushing it into Sarah’s wet cunt. But then she pulled it out, now lubricated with Sarah’s own juices, and placed it alongside where her own finger was buried in Sarah’s asshole. John pushed gently against the tightness and soon he too had a finger in Sarah’s asshole alongside Jane’s. Jane pulled her finger out and John slid in a second of his.

While John finger-fucked Sarah’s asshole with one hand, he undid the belt on his jeans and pushed them off with his other. His cock was already hard with excitement. Jane bent down and took it into her mouth as John moved further inside the tent.

“John’s cock feels so large,” she said, taking it out of her mouth for a moment. “I wouldn’t want it in my ass.”

“Nor do I,” said Sarah unconvincingly. “He’d better stroke my clit too to distract me.”

“No such luck. You’ll have to come just from being fucked in your ass,” Jane teased.

Jane took hold of John’s cock, now slick from her mouth. John pulled his fingers from Sarah’s asshole. Jane put one hand on each of Sarah’s cheeks and spread her ass for John. He positioned his cock so that the head rested on the small target. John pushed gently and gradually his cock started to stretch Sarah open and his knob vanished into her ass. Sarah gasped in a mixture of pleasure, and excitement, and surprise.

Slowly John started to fuck Sarah, gradually working the length of his cock into her tight entrance. Jane pulled off her sweatshirt over her head and then the T-shirt underneath. Now she just had her pants on. John reached over and slid his hand under the hem and started to stroke her cunt as he fucked Sarah.

“Oh, that’s intense,” moaned Sarah as John pushed all the way into her, his balls pressing against her cunt lips. Sarah was now pushing her ass in the air to meet John’s thrusts, at least as much as her bonds would allow. Jane and John could tell from her breathing that she was close to coming. John reached around under her body as he fucked her. Now he had one finger on Sarah’s clit and one on Jane’s. Both women came almost immediately as he polished their clits with his fingertips. John could feel the pulses of Sarah’s orgasm as her asshole tightened and loosened on his cock.

Jane slid down the tent so she could reach between John’s legs and stroke his balls. She could feel the root of his cock rock-hard. She licked a finger and pushed it into John’s ass, sliding it in and out in time with John’s thrusts into Sarah’s asshole. John was breathing more heavily and thrusting faster now. He could feel his orgasm building up inside.

“I’m going to come in your ass, Sarah, you naughty girl,” he grunted.

A few more thrusts and he felt the jets of his come as it pumped into Sarah. Jane with her finger in John’s ass also felt the pulsations of John’s orgasm.

John rolled off Sarah. Jane reached up to the top of the tent and untied the guy-ropes holding her wrists.

Sarah turned towards Jane. “That was something else. You should try it sometime.”

“Being tied up or being fucked up the ass.”

“I meant anal intercourse. Although perhaps being tied up and not being in control made it more intense. It felt so wicked.”

“Maybe …” said Jane doubtfully as the three of them lay down on their sleeping bags, still too hot to get inside them.

John, in the middle, put one arm around each woman’s shoulders. He kissed them both goodnight. He slid an arm down Jane’s body. She moved so that she was lying on her front. He slid his finger along the crack of her bottom until it was rubbing on her asshole.

“So are you ready for tomorrow night or will we have to tie you up too.”

Jane moved a hand to John’s cock. She got two surprises. One was that Sarah was already there stroking him. And his cock was hard again already.

“Maybe I won’t have to wait until tomorrow,” whispered Jane in John’s ear.

Jane rolled onto her side facing away from John, and lifted up her upper leg. John’s finger never left her asshole and now he was pushing the tip of his finger just into her.

“You are too tight for a cock,” said John.

“I am Jane, I can take anything,” she challenged. She reached down and opened her lips up and started to masturbate.

John pushed his finger deeper into her. Sarah moved in the half light and reached into her bag. A moment later Jane felt something cool and slippery dripping by her ass. Baby oil, or perhaps hand-cream. John’s fingers rubbed it into her ass. It was much more comfortable now and she felt herself opening up to his ministrations.

Sarah rubbed some lubricant on her breasts. As John worked first one and then two fingers into Jane, Sarah reached over John and started to stroke his cock with lubricated fingers. She pressed up against his back and rubbed her slippery breasts against him as he in turn pressed up against Jane’s back.

Soon John was completely hard. John pulled his fingers out of Jane and moved so that he was closer still behind where she lay on her side. Sarah guided John’s cock so that it nestled in the entrance to Jane’s asshole. As John pushed gently into Jane, Sarah continued to press up against John, now rubbing her crotch against one of his cheeks. John started to thrust in and out of Jane, feeling her asshole tight around his cock, feeling Jane pushing back against him and Sarah pushing forward. Sarah reached her arms over and under John to Jane to pull the three of them even closer together. Her hands fell on Jane’s breasts and so she pinched the nipples as she pulled herself against John’s back.

John started to thrust faster, soon completely inside Jane. Jane was clearly close to coming, between her own fingers on her clit and John’s cock in her ass. Sarah was also close to coming, rubbing her clit against John’s ass cheek as she half-straddled him. John thrust his ass hard against her cunt each time he partially pulled out of Jane.

“Oh that’s so good,” said Jane. “Tell me when you are going to come and I’ll come with you.”

“I’m close,” gasped John.

“Me too,” said Sarah.

The three of them continued to writhe on their sides, Jane at the front with John’s cock in her ass and Sarah’s hands on her breasts. Sarah lying behind John with her leg over the top of him and her breasts pressed hard into his back, reaching over the pile of bodies to hold Jane’s hard nipples.

“I’m coming,” said John, feeling his orgasm about to break. Jane finally let herself come. Sarah rubbed her clit harder against John’s cheek and she came too.

The three of them got their breath back and rolled onto their backs.

“Fucking one woman at a time in her cunt is going to seem pretty boring after this,” joked John.

“So I shouldn’t bother fucking you in the future?” asked Jane.

“Well…I wouldn’t go that far!” said John.

“Anyway we need two men next time,” said Sarah. “It just takes too much to satisfy a woman!”

“If you are going to complain then I shall just have to withdraw services tomorrow night.”

“In that case, we’ll just tie you up,” said Jane and Sarah simultaneously.