My Best Friend Emily Ch. 03

"Just a minute!" I heard her shout.

"Is everything all right?" I asked.

"Fine!" Lisa shouted. "Just go relax. I'll be out in a minute!"

More curious than ever, I wandered away from the door and back to the recliner, idly flipping channels but barely paying attention. I started to get more and more uneasy as the minutes passed. What was going on?

Finally I heard the bedroom door open. "Okay, I'm ready," Lisa called out.

Ready for what? I thought to myself. I was about to hop out of my chair and confront her...

"Close your eyes," Lisa called out.

Huh? I froze in place, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Are they closed?" Lisa asked. Her voice was closer. She was right around the corner.

With a mental shrug, I closed my eyes. "Yes," I said warily.

"Okay..." Lisa said. She was right in front of me now. "You can open them."

I opened my eyes, and then I blinked. Lisa was wearing the sexiest lingerie I had ever seen. It was black lace, held up with spaghetti straps. The see-through lace cups held each breast separately and showed off several inches of cleavage. It was sleeveless but the lace covered her legs to mid-thigh like a skirt. Two buttons held the garment together at her midriff, the buttons leaving an oval of bare skin around her belly button. Lisa was wearing her hair down, framing her face and down her shoulders. My eyes drifted to her crotch, which looked to be covered by a separate piece of black lace thong. My eyes traveled back up, and then back down her body again, and then back up to look her in the eye. I was speechless, and then I realized that I was simply gawking at her, and my mouth was wide open.

"So, what do you think?" Lisa asked.

I had just enough blood left in my brain to form a word. "Wow," I mumbled.

"Oh good," Lisa said, "You like it."

I stood up suddenly. I couldn't hold back. I stepped forward and grabbed her, crushing her body to mine and kissing her with abandon. Lisa responded, returning my feverish kisses and running her hands up and down my back. I grabbed her roughly, my right hand cupping her lace-clad buttocks, and lifted her off the floor. Lisa shrieked as I pulled her backward and eased her to the living room floor. I covered her body with mine, kissing her fiercely, and then I rolled off of her. I stared at her body, the parts that were bare and the parts that were barely covered by her negligee. I reached out with my hand to touch the bare flesh of her neck and clavicle, and traced a path along the edge of the lace garment down to her cleavage. I grabbed her breast, enjoying the feel of the lace and her supple flesh. Lisa was enjoying it too. She gasped as I ran my fingers along her hardened nipple underneath the lace. I reached and began to undo the buttons that held the flimsy lingerie together.

"I knew the downside of buying something like this would be that it wouldn't be on me for long," Lisa said.

We both laughed as I finished undoing the buttons and pulled the lace aside. Lisa made a move as though she was going to try to get up, and I pushed her down roughly with my hand. I moved to straddle her waist, keeping her trapped below me. I reached out with both hands and grabbed each breast, kneading and fondling them and pulling at her nipples with my fingers. Lisa was reaching for my shirt, and I let her pull it off of me, leaning forward so that she would be able to pull it over my head from her position on the floor. When it was off my head she tossed it aside and I kissed her again, grabbing her hands and pulling them out to each side, pinning her to the ground. I pressed my jeans-covered erection to her lace-covered crotch. I felt Lisa grind her hips against me.

"I never used to like it rough," Lisa mumbled, "But I want you to just..." Lisa gasped as I thrust my erection hard against her, "Ravish me."

I smiled and grabbed her face with my hands. I kissed her roughly, thrusting my tongue into my mouth, meeting hers and swirling it around inside her mouth. I felt Lisa's hips respond by pressing up against my crotch. I pulled away from her mouth and began to kiss a trail down her body, heading straight down over her left breast, pausing to nip playfully at her nipple, and continuing to kiss my way to her waist. I kissed my way back up her body, this time giving her right breast a long lick with my tongue, returning to her lips. I kissed another trail down her body, this time kissing straight down between her breasts and her belly button and down to the part of her body still covered by her lace thong. I kissed my way straight down to the thin material that was covering her pussy, kissing and sucking and blowing air over her pussy and clitoris. Lisa moaned and squirmed from the onslaught, and began trying to hook her feet around my shoulders to try to pull me back up to her. I eventually relented, kissing my way back up her body and to her lips.

Lisa's hands were at the waistband of my jeans now, undoing them and beginning to pull them down. I helped her pull them down my legs and then turned to pull them off. I was down to just my boxers. I covered my body with hers again, enjoying the feel of my bare skin against hers, and my hard cock up against her crotch. Lisa was grinding her hips against me again. "I want you inside me," she moaned.

I usually liked to tease her a little longer, but the thrill of being able to fuck her on the living room floor won out this time. I took my boxers by the waistband and pulled them down, freeing my cock, rigid hard from all of the stimulation of the day. I shifted to pull my boxers down and off my legs. Lisa reached out and touched my erection. "Wow, I made you hard," she said.

"Yes," I said, an odd flicker of the memory of phone sex with Emily coming and going as I reached for Lisa's lace thong, pulling it down and off of her legs. I threw myself down on Lisa's now nearly naked body, lining my cock up with her pussy. She wrapped her legs around my butt and tried to guide me into her. I found the entrance to her pussy and started to push my way in. She was wet but I was fully hard, maybe as hard and rigid as I'd ever been, and it was difficult to get myself inside her. Lisa gasped as the head pushed through and I began to slide into her. Inch by inch I worked my erection into her pussy, stopping when I felt resistance. I pulled back and thrust in a little bit.

Lisa gasped and rocked her hips against me. "Ravish me," she said again, and she pressed her feet where they were wrapped against my buttocks, pushing me into her. I started thrusting in and out as fast as I dared, watching Lisa for signs that she was uncomfortable. Instead she started moving her hips in rhythm with mine and wrapped her arms around my back, her hands on my shoulders.

"This feels so good," Lisa whispered. "Harder," she added, and I picked up the pace of my thrusts, ignoring the lingering soreness from the gardening the other day. I fucked Lisa with abandon, not paying attention to how long it was going to last. I liked being able to give Lisa two or even three orgasms to my one, but this was a race to the finish line. "Harder," Lisa whispered again, and I grunted, realizing that my orgasm was approaching. I didn't want to leave her unsatisfied. I started trying to distract myself. Baseball... baseball... the middle-aged clients I met with that evening... God were they ugly... I wondered how they could even stand to look at each other...

Damn it all... I was passing the point of no return. I let a moan escape my lips and started thrusting even faster as my orgasm arrived. My cock felt like it was burning as it shot load after load into Lisa's hot pussy. I came and came and lost track of where I was and who I was with. Was it Lisa? Was it Emily? Was it horse-faced Mrs. Henderson? I started to come back to myself. I was on the living room floor. It was Lisa beneath me. She must have come along with me. I could feel her hips still jerking, her pussy still clenching against my cock, her breath coming in gasps. I fell against her, spent.

We lay like that for a while. I felt like I was too exhausted to move. I started idly counting orgasms. This was what... six... seven... eight in three days? I hadn't cum this much since I was a teenager, left alone for a weekend with nothing to do but raid my big brother's stash of porn magazines and fantasize about...

"... Emily," I heard Lisa mumble, and I only just then realized that Lisa was talking.

"What?" I said, trying retroactively to figure out what Lisa just said.

"I said," Lisa said more loudly. She hated repeating herself. "We owe this to Emily. It was her idea for me to go out and buy the sexiest lingerie I could find."

"Oh," I said. "We'll have to thank her for it next time."

"We will," Lisa said, with the emphasis on 'we' and I only belatedly recognized the innuendo.

"Emily called me before I left work," I blurted out. I'm not sure why, but I felt like I had to say something.

"Oh?" Lisa asked. "What did she have to say?"

"Not much," I said, "Just... umm..."

"What?" Lisa asked.

"Well," I said, "She umm... we... umm... she... kinda..."

"What?" Lisa asked louder.

"Had phone sex," I finally blurted out. I winced. How would Lisa take it?

I felt Lisa moving beneath me, and it took me a few seconds to realize that she was laughing. "You had phone sex at the office?" Lisa asked.

"Well, yeah," I said. "Well, she had it more than I did. I just kind of listened."

"When did this happen?" Lisa asked.

"Right before I left," I said. "Right before I called you."

"Well, I figured it wasn't in the middle of the day," Lisa said. She paused. "Did you like it?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said, "I mean, I didn't cum, but I was turned on."

"Oh," Lisa said. "Did Emily..."

"Yes," I said, "At least she sure sounded like she did."

"Oh," Lisa said.

"Are you mad?" I asked quickly.

Lisa laughed again. "No," she said. This time she was laughing so hard she could hardly even speak. I started to laugh too. I mean, why would I even think she would be mad? She didn't pour maple syrup over Emily's head just yesterday morning and start a food fight with her just for sleeping with me or anything. I wondered again what Emily and Lisa talked about when I was gone yesterday. Lisa seemed like a completely different person since then. "I'm okay with it now," Lisa was finally able to say. "Really I am. I'm glad you had fun. I'm also glad you came home and fucked me silly." She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I have to go prepare my lessons for tomorrow," she said. I didn't budge. "Can you let me up please?"

I grudgingly moved off of her. I watched her roll over and scramble to her feet, the unbuttoned negligee still hanging off of her body. I watched her walk gingerly back towards the bedroom, trying not to drip any of our combined juices on the carpeting. I laid there on the floor a little while longer, one thought dominating my mind. It was only Monday. What other surprises did this week have in store? When would I, I mean, we get to see Emily again? What would happen when we did? I looked down at my penis, lying flaccid between my legs. "We're in for quite an adventure, little buddy," I mumbled. My penis didn't answer. It never does.

I hope you enjoyed the third installment of this series. It ended up being relatively short and sweet, but I promise that Emily and the wild threesomes will return in part four!