Pixie
Copyright© 2025 by Wolf
Chapter 29: Romancing Tracy
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 29: Romancing Tracy - Melissa is a pixie – small, blonde, busty, hot, and mischievous, especially when it comes to her sex life. She has to be different too – a contrarian. Doug loves the Pixie, and then endures her adventures long into adulthood – many sexual, and including a collection of interesting characters added to their loving polyamorous ‘family’ by both of them. They also enjoy an unexpected windfall. 200,000+ words, posted one chapter per week, full book available inexpensively at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism
Back at the house that I shared with Mel and Katie, the four of us welcomed Tracy. I figured we’d sit around and talk, and maybe swim in the pool since the weather was just warm enough and I’d had the pool heater on.
I took stock of Tracy. She was a medium height brunette with green eyes and a bewitching smile. She had great legs and curves in the right places, although the black waitress uniform did her no favors. She was wearing pearl tear drop earrings that gave her a more elegant appearance.
Katie got her a bikini that fit since they were near the same size, and we all went out beside the pool for the late afternoon. I got us a round of wine and beer. Katie helped with some snacks, although no one really picked at them.
Mackenzie and Katie went inside at one point while Tracy quizzed Gary and me about our jobs. She seemed impressed by the two of us, but then we were about eight years older than she was and we stressed that point.
When our wives returned, they were topless and also bringing a refresher on our drinks.
Tracy almost choked when she saw the two half-naked women. She muttered something to herself. I asked, “What did you just say to yourself? Come on, be open with us.”
She smiled and said, “I asked myself whether this was what I wanted. The votes came in from all quarters of my mind and it was a favorable vote.” She reached behind her and undid the latch for the bikini bra, and slid it off her body. She had nice rounded breasts with two-inch areolas and perky nipples.”
Katie pulled Tracy up and then pulled her to the pool steps. The three women went in the pool and floated around. I got up and tossed each of them a pool ‘noodle’ so they could float without much effort.
Tracy got led to the deep end away from where Gary and I sat, and I heard some low-level conversation start that we couldn’t hear. Gary said, “I’m sure they’re testing her to be sure she’ll be alright with what happens later.” I agreed.
I asked Gary, “How do you see the evening unfolding?”
“Some more hors d’oeuvres and call in a pizza or sub order. After dinner, how about some dirty dancing out here on the patio, and I mean all slow and romantic numbers. She wanted romance you said, so let’s give her a lot of that. Then, I think one of us makes love to her as the other of us handles Katie and Mac. I recommend a switch then.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
Gary and I splashed around in the pool too, and I fired up the Jacuzzi at the other end of the patio under an upstairs room. Our lot was large enough and positioned relative to our neighbors that we had complete privacy in our back yard, pool, and Jacuzzi areas unless somebody came around the side of the house.
I got some hot treats ready in the microwave and also called in an order for a couple of pizzas. Katie and Mel liked to tease the delivery guy by answering the door in minimal dress. Maybe they could get Tracy in on the tease.
We had a non-alcoholic third round of drinks and munched as we dried off in the summer air. I made Gary and my suggestion about the pizza man to the girls, and it didn’t take much to talk Tracy into the action. I had the feeling she was really enjoying pushing out of her comfort zone in different directions.
When Tracy went in to use the bathroom, I asked Katie whether Tracy was okay with what would happen. She nodded, “Oh, yes. We asked whether she wanted to be alone with her partner versus enjoying sex in a group setting. She asked what that entailed, and we told her about being an exhibitionist and voyeur, and she chose being together with all of us. We told her about being with you and Gary, and that seemed to make her happy. She told us that despite being a virgin, she has used various toys on herself, so doesn’t think penetration will be a problem.”
“Did you say anything about you or Mac joining in with her?”
Katie gave a wicked grin. “There have to be some surprises in life.” She laughed, “You mess her up. We’ll clean her up and give her something to remember us by.”
Gary and I stationed ourselves in the living room where we could see the front door and watch the mischief. When the pizza guy arrived, Katie opened the door in her topless state. The young man said, “Pizza de ... de ... de...” and stopped short. Both eyes had locked onto her lovely bouncing boobs.
She said, “Oh, thank you for delivering.” She yelled over her shoulder, “Tracy can you help.”
Tracy hustled out of the kitchen and got the two large boxes, while Katie called on Mackenzie to help produce a fourteen-dollar tip. Tracy came back and then there arose a great controversy about producing exactly fourteen dollars in one-dollar bills from various wallets and purses. While all that was going on, the boobs were bouncing and jiggling all around the front-door area.
Katie carefully counted them out in the boy’s shaking hands as her breasts shimmied and shook right under his nose for each dollar. I don’t think he cared at all about the money. He just wanted a bite of those six luscious tits.
After Pizza Man had departed somewhat flummoxed and with a hard-on, we had our dinner, sitting around on the patio as the sun set and air cooled. The cooling air had the added effect of creating noticeable hard nubbins of nipples aiming at whomever each woman was talking to.
Tracy admitted that she’d never done anything like just sit around half naked, and certainly nothing like exposing herself to a stranger pizza man. I think the carefree nature of Katie and Mackenzie, plus the fact that Gary and I were not gawking at her particularly helped her relax into her partial nudity.
We all cleaned up dinner and put away our leftovers. Katie put on a romantic dance mix and adjusted some outdoor lights to create a romantic setting as the sun set. I got my iPad out and set it up on the picnic table and got Tracy next to me.
I called up Mel’s pictures and videos from both the club in London and the one in Berlin. I think Tracy wanted to leap right into the scene. As we watched, Gary, Katie, and Mackenzie looked over our shoulders. This was inspiration of sorts.
Mackenzie and I both talked about how what Mel had done, was acceptable behavior to us and our friends. Mac mentioned the book the Ethical Slut and recommended it to Tracy as a must read for young women. One theme of that book is that consenting adults can do whatever they want about sex. Mac had Tracy repeat that phrase several times.
After the last of the videos had played and been commented on, Gary swept up Katie and Mac into a slow three-way dance. The three started to kiss and paw at each other, Gary feeling both their bare breasts and occasionally kissing and sucking one. The women’s hands weren’t idle either; they were all over Gary.
I made a gesture to Tracy and she accepted, except her eyes were the size of saucers as she watched the others. I reminded her, “If you’re embarrassed, we can leave – go inside, take a walk, do something else. Also, nothing will happen tonight or anytime that you don’t want to have happen. This doesn’t even have to be a sexual event.”
Tracy nodded, “Thank you. I know that. I want to be here – to watch them. They’re so sexy and erotic. I’ve only watched another couple kiss. You can do what they’re doing to me. I want it to be a sexual evening – one that I know I’ll remember for the rest of my life.”
I pulled her in close to my body, being mindful that she wanted a lot of ‘romance’. I wasn’t quite sure what that meant to her, but to me in this situation it meant foreplay – lots and lots of foreplay.
We started with some very soft kisses, bring our lips together and then even just rubbing them together. I broadened out a little from there, kissing and licking around her neck, lobes, and ears, and then all over her face. I ramped us up to some really hot French kisses that had Tracy moaning as she nearly collapsed in my arms.
“Oh, God, Doug. No one has ever kissed me like that. You’ve made every nerve ending in my body horny for you.”
My kisses went down the front of her neck to her breasts, joined of course by one of my hands to hold, gently pinch, and fondle as I kissed and sucked. My first sucks on her left breast elicited several curses from her: “Oh, crappers that feels soooo good. Okay, you have me at your mercy. I’m a sure thing now.” Her comments made me chuckle.
I went back up her body and paid more attention to the erogenous zones from her navel up, even kissing her eyelids.
The next time I worked my way ‘south’ I kept going past her breasts. I used both hands to take hold of the bikini bottom she wore and pushed it down and off her legs. She encouraged me and gave no resistance. My kisses extended into as much of her nether region as I could reach with her standing there with her legs spread and me kneeling in front of her. This was not a good position for cunnilingus.
I led Tracy to one of our double-wide chaises and got her to lie back. I lifted a leg and started at her toes and kissed up her body, especially loving the back of her knees and thighs. When I got close to her pussy, I carefully kissed from one leg onto her abs and then across and down the other leg until I was kissing and sucking on each toe as she looked up at me in the dim light.
I went back and forth over that route several times, until Tracy started to jerk her pussy towards my mouth and my kisses as I went by. Finally, she gave a lamenting cry, “Please!”
On my next trip of kisses past her nether region, I gently spread her legs a little more. When she realized what might happen she snapped them as open to me as she could make them. My kisses and licks went right to her very moist pink slit. She was leaking inviting fluids faster than an open spigot. I licked and sucked in those juices with great delight. She tasted wonderful, yet different from any other female that I’d been with.
I gently added a finger and then two, penetrating into her vagina and pumping back and forth. There was no resistance despite her proclaimed virginity. Moreover, after some exploration, I easily found her G-spot precisely located where the anatomy books had taught me.
Two fingers stimulating that internal patch of skin and the rough surface of my tongue dragging across her clitoris with some pressure apparently was like lighting the fuse to an Atlas rocket headed for deep space. Tracy fired off her first orgasm with me. She screamed, “OH, GREAT GOD FUCK. YOU’RE WONDERFUL. DON’T STOP.” Her thighs had closed around my ears, but I heard her clearly.
I could also feel her entire lower body spasm and jerk in reaction to her orgasm, and her vagina clutched onto my fingers not wanting them to cease the pleasure strokes they’d been delivering to her secret place.
I slowed all my ministrations to her body, and kissed my way back up her body to her breasts and then her neck and lips. Tracy had switched into a highly passionate mode capable of the returning the foreplay to me. Her tongue thrust down my throat as we kissed.
About then she realized that I had a bathing suit and t-shirt on. She yanked and pulled at each simultaneously. Taking ten seconds to remove them was too long for her. My tumescent cock appeared and I think she’d just reached the limit of what she’d ever thought about. She didn’t know what to do.
I took one of her hands and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. “You can fondle it. Be gentle. It likes to be licked and sucked too.”
Tracy said, “Okay. Will it squirt.”
“Not anytime soon. It needs you to pay attention to it, and tonight it needs to be inside you. Are you on birth control?”
“Yes, both the patch and the pill.”
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