Started On The Couch
I drove over to see my girlfriend one night, feeling my usual horny self. Both of her daughters were there when I got there. I thought, "Dang, just my luck." They went upstairs to work on their homework while we stretched out on the couch. One thing led to another under the blanket on the couch. We did a lot of petting, stroking, rubbing, and tasting. I was practically undressed under the covers when I saw the light come on at the top of the stairs. "Dammit!" I thought as I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs. They needed a drink and then headed back up. We got going again, and down the girls came again. One of them needed some paper. I said to my girlfriend, "Tell the kids we are running to the store quick." I was joking, but she told them we would be back shortly. Next thing I knew we were out in the back of my Cavalier under the street light going to town. We finished up, straightened up, and headed to the store for ice cream and soda. When we got back, her daughters were happy that we had ice cream, but I was even happier that we had gone for it!
— Barry, 32