Five Threesome Short Stories

By Natalie Smulders

The Stories you'll get in this collection are as follows:- 

 

Inviting a Stranger photographer to fuck (The cameraman joins in the action)

 

Inviting the Neighbor for a Threesome (The title says it all)

 

Nick's Special Birthday Gift (When your girlfriend says that your birthday gift is a threesome with her, and her twin? It's hard not to be excited when it's time to unwrap the gift.)

 

A Librarian and her Teachers (Two guys, one chick.)

 

The Audition (She wants to be an actress and will do anything to get her big break, including satisfy the people taking Audition to the best of her abilities.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Natalie Smulders
• Release date: Aug 2, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223714439

Book preview

Inviting a stranger photographer to fuck

I work at my uncle’s photo studio where we also sold comics, adult magazines and stuff like that. It was more like a store than studio. That’s what happens when you can take and edit photos anywhere, anytime. The studio is only for printing them into paper. At time there’s no one in the shop and I get bored. I want to read some of the adult magazines but I can’t still they are wrapped so that children can’t open them and once you open them, you can’t seal them back again, at least not the way it’ll look new. 

So I watch some porn on my computer, at the counter. Either that or I watch the pictures saved in it that others give us to print. Most of it is just your typical family photos but on some rare occasions someone prints out a nude pic. I’m not allowed to show them to anyone else except for their owners so I don’t. However sometimes there are such customers who not just print out their nudes but also ask me how it looks, whether the lighting is all good and if I’m available for hire as a photographer. I remember this one time when I was hired by this couple.

Misha was the name of the wife who used to tease me in front of her husband Randy. I remember when she came to my shop with her shirt opened a little, enough for me to see some cleavage without any problem. She would bend down and I swear I saw her nipple and I know she knew that I could see it, yet she kept doing it regardless. 

Her husband, Randy was never bothered by this; in fact he seemed to enjoy it. He once gave me his usb drive and told me to print all the pictures in the folder named Misha. I opened it in front of him as he was asking me about the lenses for taking the right pictures. The folder contained a bunch of pictures of Misha herself, all naked and in all positions, showing off her perfect body. 

He talked to me about it as if it was casual, informing me about the sexy facts behind the pictures, from the idea for the pose to the clothing, or lack thereof. I had such a hard on just scrolling those pictures. I’m not sure whether he even noticed it. If I had to guess, I’m going to say yes because of what happened next. 

Are you free this weekend? Randy asked me as I shifted on my seat, hiding my boner.

Why?

I need to take some photographs that have me on them as well. I need a cameraman. So again are you free this weekend, like on Saturday.

I... I didn’t know what to say. I suspected it was another round of nudes that he wanted me to shoot. Basically like a porno. I didn’t know how I felt about it so I replied, I’ll have to check my schedule, and... you know, ask my uncle and... stuff.

I understand, he nodded and paid me in advance for the photographs, little did he know how much time I actually spent with those photos. I’ll see you tomorrow. The photos should be done by then, I nodded and started working on it as soon as he left. 

The next day, I had finished my job and prepared the photos to be taken. The more I thought about the pictures the more aroused I got. I looked around the place and noticed that no one was there so I went back to the folder and scroll through Misha’s pictures. My dick was so hard it made the jeans I was wearing uncomfortable, so I unzipped myself and just let the fabric of my underwear stretch, little did I know I was being watched.

I zoomed in and out of the pictures as I clicked for the next. Misha had the tits of a goddess and an hourglass figure that complimented her devastatingly beautiful face, her blue eyes shining with grace in some of the pictures. Unaware of my own actions, I had been touching my cock the whole time as I was watching her nudes. I wanted to look around if anyone had come but my eyes just couldn’t break free of the sight displayed on my computer. The only thing that stopped me was a throat clearing sound behind me. 

Someone had walked in and even came behind me without me noticing, which means the said person had been watching these photographs with me all this time. My jaw dropped when I realized it was Misha herself. I jumped and quickly pulled the monitor down, not realizing or maybe forgetting the fact that a desktop can’t be closed like a laptop. I nearly broke the monitor screen. I quickly pulled it up again realizing my stupidity. Misha laughed. I tried to laugh it off as well. I’m still not sure if the sounds I produced could be considered as laugh.

Hey Misha, I said. How... How are you?

You know me. I’m as hot as ever, she looked over me and saw the monitor. Something tells me you already know that.

I... I... I’m not... I was stumbling with my words so badly I didn’t even realize that I had forgotten to close my zipper, which I only found out later.

Anyway, I’m here for the pictures, I almost forgot about it completely. I just nodded and gave her the photographs. As she was looking at them, I quickly turned off the monitor, and this time the right way. I thought she’d left after she’s checked the photos, boy was I wrong. 

Do you think I look good in these? she asked bringing the photo close to my face. She was kneeling on the floor and holing her breasts in the picture. I nodded. Her face in both the picture and in real were looking at me in a way, I couldn’t help but get more and more aroused, as she showed me more and more of the photos and positions displayed on them, little did she knew of how many times I had seen those pictures just the day before. Putting my finger on her breasts as I washed the picture, imagining touching them for real, wondering how they must really feel like.

I think you look great, I managed to sum up some courage and looked at her so we could talk eye to eye. My eyes met her face as her eyes were looking down on my pants. That was when I realized that I forgot about the zipper. I quickly brought my hands to my pants to pull it up but her hands stopped me.

"Let it