Lucy's Boo

Chapter 3

Monday morning. “Ugh, I hate getting up in the morning.”

“Well, girl. Get up. You only have like two classes today.”

“Thanks for the reminder Kim.”

Kim was my college roommate. She is a super sweet country girl from north Georgia. We have been together since freshman year, and there was nothing that this girl would hold back. She is and I believe will always give me s**t about something.

“Hey, Meredith. Do you think you will run into Mario today?” Kim asks with a smirk on her face.

“I don’t know. We usually cross paths on Mondays, but you know that’s never a guarantee.” I am trying hard to not entertain this conversation.

“I hope so” she said. “I think you guys would make the cutest couple. Not to mention, piss all the upperclassmen off.” We both giggled.

“Kim, you’re messy.”

She acknowledges, nodding her head, “I know.” “I’ll see you later. I’m going to be late.”

She gives me a hug and runs out the door.

My normal routine on Mondays, since I have later morning classes, is to stop by the café and grab coffee. The first time I met him, was during one of these runs. I am standing over near the grab-n-go, and I hear this super deep voice.

“Excuse me.”

I turn to the side and there he is. Mario is not the guy who I feel is “my type”, but he is a cutie, a little on the shorter side, and an average build. He did have to noticeable features, that made me say “hmm”: green eyes and luscious lips.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m in your way.”

Wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and my hair in a messy bun, you would have thought I had my t**s out the way he looked up at me.

“Damn.”

“Excuse me?” I’m sure the look of confusion on my face prompted the next response.

“My apologies. You’re beautiful, and you caught me off guard this morning. My name is Mario.” He extends his hand.

“Meredith.” I reply as we shake hands.

“Nice to meet you Meredith. Where are you headed? Must be something serious with that big cup of coffee in your hand.”

We walk over to the register.

“Is this together?” the cashier asks, looking at Mario.

“Yea, I got it.” He responded without hesitation.

“You don’t have to do that.” I said.

“It’s all good.” He smiled and paid the cashier.

With a shy smile, “Well, thanks. I owe you one.”

“So, you never answered my question.” He takes a sip of his drink, looking over the top of the cup with those amazing green eyes.

“I am headed to social sciences building.”

“Cool. Mind if I tag along?”

He grabs the door. Such a gentleman. During the walk to class, he is asking a ton of questions, and I am happy to oblige. Before you know it, he is walking me to my classes every day and is even there sometimes when I get out. Slowly our relationship grew, from friendship, to something deeper. At some point, we decided to give this relationship thing a try, to the delight of my roommate Kim. We had established our little routine. I would spend the week on campus, and then weekends I stay and his place. Friday nights are usually party nights on campus, and he is big in promoting and putting them together. This made him one of the more popular guys on campus, and as Kim had predicted, I got a lot of side-eyes from females who thought they had a shot. We’ve been together about a year, and I felt that it was time to introduce him to my parents. My mom felt, for the sake of future grandchildren, I should reconsider (she wasn’t a fan of the height discrepancy, or the what she called his bell-pepper nose). My dad, on the other hand, was cool because he was interested in becoming a military man once he finished school (I hated the idea.) Although we had made it to this point, I would sometimes battle with my feelings of whether this could be a forever type situation. Before him, James was the only person, I felt, I could settle down with, or was I settling?  Even during this time with Mario, James was very much in the picture. It’s hard navigating two relationships. Luckily, we were about a 2hrs drive away so there would never be any pop-up situations.

Mario's birthday is coming up. Our first one together was typical: dinner, movie, and great s*x. This year, I wanted to do something different. You know, spice it up a bit. We had a couple of mutual friends, one of them being Sasha. Sasha is the coolest and sweetest chic you could ever get the chance to meet. Not only that, but she is super fun and one of my favorite party buddies. I am still having a hard time finding and creating meaningful female relationships, outside of my roommate Kim. It seemed like I was in this invisible competition with girls I didn’t even know. But Sasha was different. We were able to talk and enjoy each other’s company and there was never any awkwardness between us. Alright. Valentine’s day is a couple of days away and I wanted to do something special for my boo. The s*x on the scale of 1 to 10 is probably a 5/6 reaching maybe an 8 if we are both drunk that night. He is blessed, for sure, my first ever curve. That curve can reach unknown territories, hitting spots that even Irv didn’t manage to find. Even with that, I still wanted to do something different. So, I had an idea.  I invited Sasha over for dinner.  We got on the topic of threesomes.

“Hey Sasha. I have a request.”

 “Yea, girl. What’s up?”

“Do you think you would be comfortable participating in a threesome with Mario and I?” Sasha looks at me with her eyes wide and mouth half open.

“I mean, I would like to do this a like a gift for Mario, and you are the only person I feel comfortable with to even consider doing such a thing.”

She readjusts herself on the sofa. “I need a drink.”

I laughed. “Ok. What do you want?  I got whatever you need.”

“Ciroc and Sprite.”

I make her a drink, and myself one too. This was new territory for the both of us. After a few sips, she sits her cup on the table.

“Sure. I don’t mind.”

“Seriously?”

Ok. Wow. That was easier than I thought. I’m positive something like this shouldn’t go over as easy as it did. But hey, no complaints. I’m thankful.

“It is ok if you want to say no. You won’t hurt my feelings and Mario will never know this conversation even happened.”

“Meredith, it’s ok. Not like I haven’t thought about it before. Just one more thing I can knock off my bucket list.” Sasha picked up her glass. “Cheers. To an unforgettable Valentine’s Day.”

“I feel the need to establish some ground rules, just so things don’t get weird while all of this is going on.” I took a piece of paper from the end table and began to write the three most important rules of engagement: Sasha was not allowed to suck Mario’s d**k, Mario was not allowed to come with Sasha or eat her p***y.

After reading what I wrote, Sasha nods. “I can totally work with this and understand.”

At the end of the day, Mario is still my boyfriend and there are certain things that I felt were too intimate to be sharing with others. There needed to be boundaries.

Glad that is out of the way.

We spent the rest of the evening planning out every detail. The biggest mission right now, is for him not to find out.

Words cannot describe how excited I am. The idea that I have found a person willing to play along with my fantasies is crazy. How dope is it that she wants to do this for us. Now, it was time to set the stage for Mario. It’s the weekend, so of course I’m hanging out at his apartment. I finish making breakfast, the usual: French toast, bacon, eggs, and grits. Both of us find our respective spots on the couch.

“I am full. It’s going to be a lazy Saturday for me.” I slightly slouch in my seat and lay my head back. Mario leans over and gives me a kiss on my open neck.

“It was great. I look forward to the weekends.”

Why?” I asked. “Because it is the only time you get something other than fast food?” He chuckles as he placed another juicy kiss, this time on my lips. His lips were still covered in syrup and powdered sugar, so I took the opportunity to clean them up a little.

“Here, help me up.”

We make our way over to the kitchen.

“The worst part is the cleanup” I thought as I surveyed the damage done.

While cleaning up the kitchen, I figured this would be the best time to set my plan into motion.

“Hey, bae can you come here please?” A few seconds later, I hear him coming around the corner.

“Sup baby?” He sits at the counter, finishing off his orange juice from breakfast.

“So, listen. I was thinking about Valentine’s day and I came up with an idea. Do you think you will be free Friday night?”

Mario, with a small grin and perplexed look on his face, “Well, I mean we are supposed to be having a party Friday night. What did you have in mind?” A look of curiosity comes over his face.

“It would require me to have you to myself for the entire day/night, not interruptions. It will include a home cooked meal, and some fun extracurricular activities.”

I try to bring that point home by walking over to him and gliding my hand over the bump that is prominently displayed in his basketball shorts, and with a kiss on the cheek and a nibble of the ear, “It will totally be worth it.”

“When you put it like that, I’m down.”

Awesome!! This is going to be fantastic.

I spend the next couple of days getting the final touches. Creating a menu for dinner, getting some additives to use after dinner. Sasha and I even went to the mall and found some sexy lingerie for the evening. It is the day of, and Mario is out doing his usual. I didn’t have class, so I spent it cleaning up and getting everything ready for our special night. Sasha gets to the house early to help me finish getting everything together.

“You sure you are ok with this?” I ask her. The last thing I want is for her to be uncomfortable and then resent this whole thing, and me.

“Girl, I’m good.”

“Ok. Well, I am going to need some liquid encouragement. Need a drink?”

Sasha laughs. “Definitely.”

I mix us a couple of drinks, then finished making dinner. Mario wasn’t scheduled to be home for another couple of hours, so this gave us time to get our nerves in check.

“You ready?” Sasha asked looking up from her glass.

“There is no going back now. Just going to let things flow.”

I get the “be home in 15minutes” text from Mario.

“Alright Sasha. If you can set the table, I am going to go change clothes.”

“Ok honey. I got this.”

I go into the bedroom. Rose petals lead to the bed, where they form the shape of a heart on the comforter. On the dresser and night tables, there are candles, filling the room with sweet aromas of vanilla and lavender. Also next to the bed is an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne, strawberries, melted chocolate, and a can of whip cream. I stand for a moment, and immediately, the butterflies came back. I can hear Mario’s footsteps faintly coming up the stairs. Ok Meredith. No turning back now. I finish putting on my nighty, black satin, with red and pink hearts. I come out the room, and I see Sasha sitting at the bar, finishing off her third cocktail.

“Sasha, you ready? You know you can back out at any time.”

Rolling her eyes as if I had just insulted her, “Yes Meredith. I am fine.”

Sasha sits at the table, while I go stand by the front door. The door opens.

“Happy Valentine’s Day baby”.

 His eyes get big and his mouth hits the floor. Here I am displayed in front of him: patent leather Christian Louboutin pumps, a black nighty, my hair pulled up into a slightly messy bun, and my newest accessory: glasses. As he clears his throat, I walk over to him and give him the sexiest hug is could manage (at this point I am about three cocktails and a shot in).

“Oh. My. Damn!! I should have gotten home earlier.”

He grabs my hand and spins me around so he could get a full view. As I lead him towards the dining room area, I turn in front of him.

“Hey baby, I have a surprise for you.” I give him a kiss. There goes that familiar tingle.

His eyes lit up like a grown man that just walked into a strip club for the first time. “Sasha…”

Sasha comes over from sitting at the table. She is wearing the exact same outfit, minus the glasses.

“Hey Mario.” She walks over calmly and gives him a hug.

You would have thought he saw a ghost. Poor guy.

“Damn. Hey Sasha.”

“Meredith, what is this?” pure excitement cracks through his voice.

I sit him down in his chair, while Sasha makes his plate.

“Remember how we used to talk about adding in a person? I talked to Sasha, and she has agreed to help me make this an incredibly special Valentine’s day for us. Instead of getting your d**k sucked by just me, you get the both of us tonight.”

I can see Mario, begin to get flushed in the face.

“Are you serious? Like are we about to check that box?”

“Oh yes baby, we are.”

 His smile is the biggest I have ever seen. I’m getting major brownie points for this one. The three of us sit at the table. Dinner is light. Grilled salmon, asparagus, baked sweet potatoes, and dinner rolls. I believe the most important part of dinner was the alcohol though. The liquid courage begins to kick in.

“Bae, I think you should get in the shower and let us girls finish cleaning up.”

Mario quickly obliges and takes off towards the bedroom.

“Now that he is gone.” I pour Sasha and I a shot.

“To you.” I raise my shot glass towards Sasha.

“Thank you for being willing to do this with me for Mario and me. My hope is that this adds another layer to our relationship, having something special for the both of us to share.”

“Don’t sweat it. I’ve always wanted to do something like this, and I would have never had the nerve to do this myself.” Clink.

We both nod giving each other the encouragement needed to continue with our plan.

Damn, I should have made those a double. We make our way to the bedroom, and at the same time, I can hear Mario getting out of the shower. I climb onto the bed, from one side, Sasha is on the other. The bathroom door opens. Mario is standing in the doorway, in nothing but a towel. There is a little bit of water still glistening on his well sculpted abs. His manhood makes a subtle presentation through is towel. From the top to the tip, curve in all, not a detail is left out.

“Wow.” Sasha whispers. “Impressive.”

I turn to the side and see the pleasure in her eyes. Now for a split second, I wanted to tell her to stop looking, but let’s be honest…I am allowing my significant other to screw another chick, in front of me. I didn’t think too much into the fact that they might, you know, enjoy it and each other. 

I make my way over to the other side of the bed, crawling across, making sure that my ass is in the air for Mario to see. “How about some champagne?”

I need to distract myself before I change my mind and bounce her ass out of here, naked and all. I hand them both a glass. Mario and his manhood walk over towards me. He wraps his arm around my waste, pressing is d**k against my thigh.

 Yep. I’m ready for this.

“To Meredith, Sasha. Sasha, I don’t know how she convinced you to do this, but I thank you. This is by far the best gift I have ever received, and I am sure that nobody will be able to top it.” We raise our glasses, toast, and while they sipped, I gulped.

 I put my glass down and walked over to Mario. I kiss him softly, moving my kisses around his neck and ear, making my way to his lips. Sasha comes over towards us. She caresses shoulders, placing the same soft kisses on my neck. Wasn’t expecting that. I turn around to face her.

Here goes nothing.

I gently grab her face and give her a kiss. Her lips were soft and silky. Her kiss was just as pleasant. Not too much behind it, but just enough for you to want to do it again. Mario watches us intently, as if he had never seen like this before. (His porn collection is full of girl on girl action). Our curious hands begin to explore each other. They made their way around her breast, across her sculpted stomach, down her thighs, and between her legs. The heat radiating from her goodness was intense, and so was her wetness. 

This shouldn’t be turning me on like this.

My Lucy is all too excited with what is going on right now. She begins to quietly hum, causing her valves to open more. Mario is sitting at the edge of the bed, studying what is unveiling in front of his eyes. Two golden beauties, in all their glory, putting on a show for him. I look over at him, while still partaking in the bliss of Sasha’s kisses on my breasts. The man couldn’t keep his mouth closed and was damn near salivating.

“Are you just going to sit there and watch? We could use you over here.” 

“You only have to ask me once.”

He climbs into the bed with us. Sasha and I move away from each other, allowing him to lay between the two of us. As Sasha begins to plant those same soft, delectable, kisses on Mario, I turn my attention to the appendage, standing at attention, waiting to be played with. I take some of the whip cream and melted chocolate, still warm but not scolding hot, and put a little on the tip, toppings to my banana split. I work my way around the head, and down the shaft of his glory. My mouth takes all of him, and the warmth causes the whip cream to run down and puddle in the creases of him perfectly manscaped pelvic area. This required a thorough cleaning by yours truly. While tending to his manhood, Sasha is in the throes of a full-blown make-out session. He is tonging her down something serious. Watching them together sends a small twinge of jealousy down my back. How do I respond? By making my sucking more vigorous, so that he can’t focus on her anymore. The moans are beginning to slip from his lips. Seeing as how his focus is no longer on her, Sasha makes her way to the other side of the bed, next to me. I feel those soft lips on my back and her hands gripping my ass. Then, she takes two fingers, places them in her mouth, and then grazes them across my Lucy. “Mmmmmm”. It came out before I even realized I made a sound.

 Damn.

She takes the same two fingers, making circles, while at the same time, kissing my back and neck with her velvet lips. Two fingers make their way to my faucet, and she slowly slides them inside. In and out, gradually picking up the pace.

Fuck. This feels AMAZING!!

I removed myself from Mario, and in the same fluid motion, lay Sasha on her back. The sight of her smooth milk chocolate skin laying in a sea of cream sheets, flipped a switch in both Mario and me.

Is this how men feel looking at a naked woman in their bed?

Taking the can of whip cream and some chocolate, I make a trail starting at the top of her neck, making my way down to her lower region. Bald. Great minds think alike. As I circled my tongue around her c**t, her legs fell apart, widening to let me in all the way. This was my first time, ever kissing a girl and now, I am down here making love to this woman’s v****a with my mouth.

What the hell? The confusion did not stop me though. I continue to taste and devour her. Tongue action and all. The more I make my circles, the more she begins to squirm underneath me.

“I am loving this shit.” I can hear Mario’s commentating in the background, pushing me to give her more. And just like she had done to me, I take two of my fingers, dip them in chocolate, and place them in her mouth.

“Suck them. Wet them up for me.” My tone was deep, seductive, and demanding. She did as she was told. I remove my fingers from her mouth, never once stopping the make out session between her legs. I slide my fingers into her warmth.

“Ahh!!” Sasha pants.

Mario comes over and kisses her, smothering her moans. I continue my pace of sucking and finger f*****g her.

“Ohh…That s**t feels so good.”

The more I give to her, the more my Lucy runs. Mario has made his way behind me. I feel that ever familiar feeling of his glory inside of me. He begins to thrust, punishing me, and I wanted it all.

I let out a sound that vibrates on Sasha’s c**t and she yells.

“I’m about to f*****g come!”

The more he gave me, the more I devoured Sasha.  I sit up, halfway turning to give Mario a kiss, allowing him to taste her sweetness. We all rotate. He is f*****g her, she is mouth-f*****g me. Smack. Every time he smacked her ass, I could feel her moans vibrating my insides. s**t almost made me nut all over myself. Switch. Mario is on top of me. He has my legs pushed back and Sasha is helping him hold them there, while sitting on my face.

“Damn baby, she is wet.” Mario growled at me. Sasha comes all over my face.

“f**k! f**k! f**k!” “AHHH!!” It was like a part of her left during that moment. I kiss her, allowing her to taste her own juices. It lasted a split second. Mario tapped that spot and I let it all go.

“f**k Me, Mario. I’m coming baby.”

“That’s right. Come for me. Let me have it. Let me hear it!! I want to hear you come Meredith.” He sounded almost frantic.

Sasha is massaging my c**t and kissing on my breast and I lose my mind.

“MARIOOOOOO!!!” I never knew that squirting was a thing until tonight. I sprayed nut all over Mario’s abdomen, as if he has found the key to buried treasure.

Mario, Sasha, and I made out on a level that I didn’t know was possible. Then, we do it again. Everyone is moaning, yelling.

“f**k Me!”

“f**k her!”

“Take that cat girl”.

“Damn, this s**t is wet”.

 I am sure the neighbors were utterly confused as to what was going on behind these walls. Sasha and I both come again.

“Baby, I’m ready.” His words are at a whisper. His body shining in sweat. All of us sweating. Sasha and I position ourselves, heads together, underneath him and catch his sweet nectar with our mouths.

“Unfuckingbelievable!!” That was the only word he could get out of his mouth.

My sentiments exactly.

 I don’t think I will ever find the words to explain to state this experience has left me in. The three of us are laid out across the bed, breathing heavy, trying to catch our breath. Sasha is the first to make the attempt at getting up. Taking a few seconds to gather her bearings, she stands up, and slips into her robe.

“I am going to sleep like a baby. Thank you both. Goodnight.”

“Aww. This wouldn’t have happened if I were not for you.”

I sit up to give her a hug.

“Good night love. We will see you in the morning.”

We both give her a kiss, and she disappears down the hallway.

There were two more rounds between Mario and me. My insides were so sensitive that the slightest brush sent me into convulsions.

After we both had nothing left, we climb into the sheets.

“Thank you, baby. This was magical and I will never forget it.”

“Anything for you my love. I love you and I wanted to give you something to show my appreciation for you.”

Rubbing my hands through is curls, Mario snuggles into me, and we both drift off into our own wet dreams.