A Wolf Makes Three by SpikeMe4Now4200

Rating: NC-17
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Spoilers: Everything up to New Moon Rising.
Grouping: Willow/Tara/Oz

Summary: When Oz came back in NMR, Willow got to have her cake and eat it too. Now she has both a girlfriend and a boyfriend, but a dwindling sex life. It's time to remedy the situation.

Willow was seated at a desk, while Oz was sitting on a nearby chair reading a book. It had been almost a month since the young werewolf had returned, and during that time Tara had learned to gradually accept his presence in her life.

In fact, she'd actually started to like the guy, and the pair had even become tentative friends. What's more, it was becoming more and more common for all three of them to hang out together, and less common for Willow to be alone with just Tara or Oz.

As a result, their sexual activities had slowly begun to dwindle, leaving them all entirely frustrated. And if something wasn't done to remedy the situation soon, there would definitely be extreme consequences.

Which is why Tara had shown up here with a purpose. It was time to end their self-imposed sexual drought and fully commit themselves to the reality of their unconventional relationship.

Willow chuckled and moved to join Tara on the bed. "Is there something else you'd rather be doing?" she asked huskily.

Tara smiled and lifted a hand to Willow's cheek. "You read my mind," she whispered, briefly capturing her lips. "Mmm," she said as she pulled away, "Willow-lips. Been missing those…"

Willow fluttered her eyes open and sighed. She'd missed Tara-lips too. In fact, she missed Oz-lips as well. You'd think that having both a boyfriend and a girlfriend would mean you'd get more loving, but no…

And it was her own fault too. She didn't want to upset her lovers, and therefore felt uncomfortable showing either of them affection when they were all together.

Oz watched in silence as Tara recaptured Willow's lips. By all rights he should be feeling a rage of jealousy. However, he genuinely liked Tara, and the sight of her kissing his girlfriend was causing an unmistakable stirring between his legs.

He continued to watch quietly as Tara moved her hands down Willow's back and slipped underneath the hem of her blouse. He imagined his own hands in her place, recalled how soft Willow's skin always felt. He'd missed touching his girlfriend.

Tara's hands began to slip even further upwards, exposing more and more of Willow's back to Oz's gaze. The blonde caressed Willow gently, moving her hands in slow circles as their breathing began to get shallower and more pronounced.

Willow meanwhile had moved her hands down to Tara's hips and was casually playing with the waistband of the girl's skirt. After a moment, she moved her hands even further down and slightly lifted the material upwards with her fingertips.

Oz found his gaze moving from Willow's back to Tara's legs. As his girlfriend continued to inch the blonde's skirt upwards, he couldn't help but admire how smooth and toned and sensual Tara's calves were. Why hadn't he noticed that before?

Willow instantly pulled away and let go of Tara's skirt. She felt totally guilt ridden for giving in to her hormones.

"S-s-sorry," Tara stammered, starting to wonder if coming here had been a good idea after all. In theory her plan was great, but practically was another story.

"Yeah," Willow stood up and went to Oz's side. "I'm sorry," she leaned down and placed a chaste kiss against his lips.

As she moved to pull away, Oz lifted his hands to Willow's waist, thrust his tongue into her mouth and pulled her into his lap. Why should Tara get all the fun?

Instinctively, Willow wrapped her hands around Oz's neck to balance herself. She could feel his hardness pressing against her ass and it caused a shiver to run through her. Eagerly, she accepted his tongue into her mouth and marveled at the contrast between him and Tara.

She'd always loved the feel of his downy stubble against her skin, loved the way his muscular arms held her. He had so much power inside him, just like Tara. It's why she hadn't been able to make a choice. The pair were different, yet alike, and together they were the perfect partner. She was so lucky to have them both.

As Tara watched the display, she felt a gamut of emotions rush through her. The first had been a twinge of envy, wishing it was her lips and her hands holding and kissing Willow. However, in the same moment, she also found herself wondering what it would be like to have Oz's hands and lips kissing and touching her.

She'd never been with a guy before – never really wanted to – yet if she were to stray from the team, then Oz was the perfect candidate. He and Willow were alike in a lot of ways, but he was also a lot like herself as well. There was definitely chemistry on her part. But did Oz feel the same way?

That was one of the major flaws in her plan. Would Oz want her? Would Willow want to share her? Would Willow want to share Oz? Was she totally crazy in thinking this could work? It so wasn't like her to even contemplate something like this. And yet, it just seemed like the natural next step…

With that thought, Tara gathered all her courage together and moved towards Willow and Oz. She tentatively reached her hands for Willow's shoulders and before she could lose her nerve, she leaned down and pressed her lips against the girl's neck.

Willow shuddered as Tara nuzzled her neck. When the girl's tongue suddenly reached out and tasted her skin, she trembled even harder. Having both Oz and Tara touch her at the same time was more than she was prepared for. Not only was her sex on fire, but her whole body.

What was Tara up to? With that, Willow pulled away from her lovers and stood up. "Tara?" she questioned her girlfriend.

Oz looked questioningly at Tara as well. He didn't appreciate being interrupted, but he could sense the blonde was up to something. She seemed determined – as if she had a purpose of sorts.

"What is it Sweetie?" Willow took a step forward and placed a hand on Tara's shoulder.

Tara smiled at her warmly and took a deep breath. "I-I-I I've been thinking," she ventured.

"This," Tara ventured with her hand, motioning towards Oz, Willow, and then herself. "What we have…"

Willow frowned as a feeling of dread hit her. "Wait! You're not saying you wanna break up, are you?"

"Oh no," Tara was quick to reassure her girlfriend. "That's not what I meant," she reached out and placed her hands around Willow's waist. "It's just…I miss you."

Tara chuckled. "I meant physically," she blushed, shyly meeting Oz's gaze, "and I…I don't think I'm the only one…?"

As his eyes locked onto the shy blonde, Oz instantly realized what she was getting at. But what did she have in mind? Tara had obviously come here to suggest a solution. However, the only cure he could think of was something he was sure the two girls would never agree to.

"You're right," Oz acknowledged. "But I don't really see a way around it. Do you?"

Tara let go of Willow's waist and moved towards the bed. "Well," she ventured as she took a seat, "I k-k-k-kinda have an idea…"

Tara blushed and closed her eyes to steady herself. After taking a couple of deep breaths she tentatively opened them again, but purposefully avoided meeting anyone's gaze. Instead, she began wringing her hands together as she looked down at the floor.

"Well, I…I know you don't w-w-wanna hurt anyone – why we haven't been, um…physical. But, I, uh…I w-w-want you to know I…I love you Will. And I…I don't mind if you, um…if you and Oz, you know…m-m-m-make love. Even if I'm there when – "

Tara sighed and ventured a quick look upwards. "N-n-n-not exactly," she sighed again and returned her gaze to the floor. "I mean I…I was thinking…m-m-m-maybe…if Oz w-w-w-wanted to…if he didn't find me t-t-t-too, um…too un-un-una-a-attractive, and…and you d-d-d-didn't m-m-m-mind sharing…m-m-maybe we…we could, um…you know…?"

Willow wasn't quite following Tara's ramblings. A part of her could see what Tara was implying, but her logical mind wouldn't process it. The idea was ludicrous. Wasn't it? Tara would never suggest something so…so…decadent. Would she? It would be wrong…so wrong. Only…why did the thought of it make her insides tingle and her knees go weak?

Oz on the other hand had caught on instantly. Even though he too couldn't believe Tara was suggesting this. It was almost as if the girl had read his mind.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Oz stood up and took a seat next to Tara.

Tara turned to look at her girlfriend's boyfriend and smiled shyly. "I…I like you Oz," she admitted softly, the redness in her cheeks becoming more pronounced. "And I…I'm, uh…k-k-kinda, um…a l-l-l-little, um…a-a-a-a-attracted to you. I…I've n-n-n-never, um…w-w-w-wanted a guy before. I never thought I would even think of having s-s-sex with one…until now. B-b-but I…I love Willow…you love Willow, and…and it would only be right…together. You…you g-g-get what I-I-I mean?"

Willow listened with her mouth agape. Tara was serious. She had no idea Tara felt like this. How long had Tara found Oz attractive? And why wasn't the idea making her feel possessive? If Tara had said she wanted anyone else, Willow would have turned them into stone in an instant. But how did Oz feel? Was he attracted to Tara?

Oz reached out and placed a hand against Tara's knee. "I'm flattered," he ventured, giving the blonde's knee a gentle squeeze.

Tara's face fell as she anticipated the young man's rejection. "But you don't think it'd work. You don't find me a-a-a – "

Oz lifted both his hands to Tara's cheeks and tenderly cupped her face. "Of course I do," he guided her gaze to his. "You're beautiful."

Oz nodded as he gently caressed Tara's cheeks with his thumbs. "What guy wouldn't want the chance to be with two beautiful, sexy, women? But do you really think it's a good idea?" he turned his head to look at his girlfriend. "Will?"

Tara followed Oz's lead and looked questioningly at her girlfriend. "What do you think Will?" she asked her softly. She hoped she hadn't upset the girl with her suggestion.

"I think…" Willow moved her gaze from Tara to Oz, her thoughts running a mile a minute.

She knew what was 'right', she knew what she should really say, but as she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself unable to do the 'right' thing. The excitement building inside her at Tara's suggestion was just too much to ignore.

Oz and Tara watched Willow in stunned silence. They hadn't been prepared for such a ready agreement.

"Kiss her," Willow repeated, joining the pair on the bed. Now that the words were out, she was committed to seeing this through to the end.

With determination, Willow took a seat behind Tara and wrapped her arms around the girl's waist.

"She wants you," Willow whispered, placing a soft kiss against her girlfriend's bare neck. "Don't you?" she whispered into her ear. "And you want her too," she rested her chin against Tara's shoulder and met Oz's gaze. "Don't you?"

Oz alternated his gaze from Willow and then to Tara, wondering which 'brain' to listen to. His lower 'brain' finally won out. It had been way too long since he'd given it a workout.

"I do," he met the blonde's eyes dramatically. "I want you," he glanced at Willow and then back at Tara. "Both of you."

"Then take her," Willow tightened her grip on Tara's waist and placed another kiss against her neck. "She's mine," she gently nipped at the blonde's skin. "Aren't you?" she asked rhetorically. "And you're mine too," she glanced at Oz as her tongue circled her girlfriend's soft skin. "I wanna give you to Tara. Whatever she wants, she gets. Isn't that right Sweetie?"

"And you won't mind if I give you to Oz now, will you?" she continued to suckle on Tara's ear.

"Then since you're both mine," Willow let go of Tara's ear and met Oz's gaze, "it makes sense that I share you with each other."

Willow smiled. No, she wasn't sure about this at all. But it had been so long, and her body needed this. To hell with her mind! To hell with what was right! They were all consenting adults here, and who's to say this wasn't 'right'? It sure as hell didn't feel wrong.

And with that, Oz leaned in and pressed his lips tentatively against Tara's. He kissed her chastely at first, giving her time to get used to him. But after a moment of capturing and recapturing the blonde's bottom lip, he found his own mouth being plundered. Tara wanted in.

Seeing this, Willow lifted her hands up and gently guided Tara's lips away from her boyfriend. "There's plenty of time," she explained with a smile.

Tara pouted good naturedly and craned her neck to look up at Willow. The redhead instantly captured her girlfriend's lips with her own. She kissed her heatedly, roughly plunging her tongue into the girl's mouth and exploring her softness.

Oz watched with a smile and lifted a hand up to caress Willow's hair. He could feel the temperature inside his body rising at the sight. After a moment, he guided his girlfriend away from Tara and to his own lips instead. He opened his mouth slightly and allowed her the same access that Tara had given her.

It was Tara's turn to watch this time. And just like Oz, she could only handle 'so' much time on the sidelines. As she pulled the pair apart she placed a quick kiss against Willow's lips, before moving to kiss Oz.

She'd never thought a guy's lips could feel so soft, and as she explored his mouth with her tongue, she couldn't help but let out a gentle moan. Even his downy four o'clock shadow didn't feel too bad against her skin. In fact, it made her feel all tingly. She could definitely get used to kissing Oz.

"You like it don't you?" Willow whispered against Tara's ear, having noted the girl's reaction. "You like the way his lips feel – the way his tongue feels against yours. Don't you?"

"Mmm," Tara moaned, retreating to give Oz a turn. She trembled as he began to explore her mouth, enjoying his expertise.

"And that's why I'm giving him to you," Willow moved her lips to Tara's neck and suckled gently. "Only the best for my Baby."

And with that, she lifted her head and pulled the pair apart. It was time to unwrap her beauty.

Oz and Tara looked at each other and smiled bemusedly as Willow stood up. What was the redhead up to?

Willow turned to her right and placed a kiss against Oz's cheek. She then turned to her left and placed a kiss against Tara's.

"Oz," she turned back to her boyfriend. "Take a seat," she motioned with her head to the chair Oz had vacated earlier.

Deciding to humor his girlfriend, Oz let go of Willow's hand and did as he was told. He recognized the redhead's tone and there was no mistake who was in charge here.

Willow maneuvered herself behind Tara and turned them both to face her boyfriend. She wrapped her hands around Tara's waist and placed her chin against the girl's shoulder. "You ready?" she whispered. "I wanna show you to Oz," she explained. "But only if you're sure you want this."

Tara craned her neck and smiled warmly at Willow. "I'm sure," she whispered. There was no backing down now. She was the one who'd suggested this after all. "A little nervous, but sure."

Willow smiled back and placed a chaste kiss against Tara's lips. "You're beautiful Sweetie," she reassured, sensing where her girlfriend's nerves were coming from. "And I'm right here," she moved her lips to the base of Tara's neck. "So you've got nothing to worry about."

Tara smiled and sighed in response to Willow's touch. The girl always knew how to make her feel good.

Willow placed a final kiss against Tara's neck before lifting her gaze to Oz. "You ready?" she asked him with a smile.

Oz nodded, getting harder just thinking about what the girls had in store for him.

With that, Willow grasped Tara's hands and lifted them upwards. She then reached for the hem of the girl's blouse and guided it off her body.

Tara blushed as she lowered her arms and shyly met Oz's gaze. She couldn't help but wonder what he thought of her.

Oz gulped as he took in the sight of Tara's bra-clad breasts. "Wow," he voiced his thoughts.

"I told you," Willow whispered against Tara's ear, nipping the bottom of her earlobe gently. "Didn't I?"

"Mmmm," Willow moved her lips to Tara's neck as her hands reached behind the girl's back. "You're right about that," she whispered, flicking the bra strap open. "It's time to show him exactly how beautiful you are."

And with that, Willow moved her hands up to Tara's shoulders and looked into Oz's eyes. She then slowly lowered the straps down her girlfriend's arms and let the material fall to the floor.

"Beautiful," Willow observed as she cupped Tara's breasts and lifted them up in presentation. "Aren't they?"

Willow smiled; she knew that look well. And she was pleased to see it directed at Tara. She was proud of her girl.

Oz looked up at Willow for permission, eager to get a sample. The sight of his girlfriend cupping Tara's delectable mounds – presenting them for his benefit – was turning his loose fit jeans into a prison cell.

Willow smiled and nodded. "Touch her," she confirmed, lifting Tara's breasts even higher in emphasis and squeezing them playfully. "She's waiting for you."

Not needing any further encouragement, Oz stood up and reached Tara's side instantly. He met the blonde's gaze and smiled at her reassuringly. "You're beautiful," he whispered huskily, placing a brief kiss against her lips. "Thank you," he said as he pulled away and looked up at Willow.

Willow smiled and closed her eyes as Oz kissed her lips. She opened her mouth for him and met his tongue heatedly. The guy's neck had been doing that sweet blush-y thing for a while now, and it showed her just how much he needed her – needed both of them.

When Oz finally pulled away, he moved his gaze back down to Tara's chest. He gazed at the girl's breasts in wonder, affected more by the sight of Willow's hands cupping them for him, than by the breasts themselves. Which, mind you, were magnificent in their own right.

"Touch me," Tara prompted softly as Oz continued to stare at her. His trance-like state fuelling her level of confidence.

With a smile and another brief kiss against Tara's lips, Oz finally reached for the girl's breasts. He placed his palms against her nipples and shuddered as his thumb reached down to cover Willow's hands. He squeezed Tara's breasts gently at first, guiding Willow's touch as well.

However, as he watched Tara's uninhibited reaction, he began to want more. He wanted to completely satisfy this beauty – to watch her scream his name in sheer ecstasy as he gave her what she needed. He would do his girlfriend proud.

With that, he removed his hands and captured Tara's right nipple between his teeth.

"Mmmngh," Tara moaned in response, arching her back as Oz began to gently nip at her peak. "Mmngh," she moaned again and lifted her hands up to his spiky hair. She cradled him tenderly against her, enjoying the attention.

Willow watched the display with a smile on her face. She loved seeing Tara happy. With that thought, she let go of the girl's breasts and moved to join Oz at her chest. She captured Tara's free nipple between her own lips and began to suckle fervently.

Tara was in heaven. "Oh wow," she trembled, moving a hand to Willow's hair. She held both her lovers against her chest and shivered as their hands reached simultaneously down her back before coming to rest against her ass.

"Mmmmmmm," she quivered, feeling her knees start to give way. It took all her willpower to remain standing. The instantaneous double suckling was more than any mere mortal could ever hope to withstand.

Sensing this, Willow reluctantly pulled away and moved back to stand behind Tara. She then pressed her crotch against Oz's hands – which were still resting against Tara's ass.

"Oz," she ventured, thrusting herself against his knuckles to get his attention.

"Mmmm?" Oz blinked a couple of times as he dazedly took a step back. He'd lost himself completely.

Willow smiled. "See what you did to him," she whispered into Tara's ear. "You've hooked him now – just like you hooked me. Your breasts should be classified as lethal weapons."

Recognizing Tara's reaction for what it was, Willow decided it was time to take things to the next level. With that thought, she moved her hands down to the waistband of Tara's skirt, unzipped it hastily, and let it fall gracefully to the ground.

"Okay," Oz affirmed, unable to take his eyes off Tara. The girl was wearing a pair of sexy aqua-marine silk panties, and as he allowed his gaze to travel downwards, he couldn't help but become entranced with her beauty. She had the most elegant, well-toned, silky smooth legs that seemed to go on forever.

With a reverent sigh, he kneeled down before Willow's girlfriend and slowly ran his hands down the back of her thighs, over her calves, before coming to rest on the top of her boots. Tara's legs felt as amazing to touch as they were to look at.

"You're so beautiful," he said huskily, lifting his gaze up to meet Tara's. "Beautiful," he repeated as he began to work on getting her laces untied. "And you feel so soft…so amazing."

Tara smiled down at her newest lover, pleased by the compliment. "Thank you," she said graciously.

Oz smiled as he slipped off Tara's boots, quickly followed by her socks. "No," he said huskily, "thank you. And you smell so sweet," he moved his hands to Tara's ass and nuzzled his face against her panties. "Can I?" he looked up at both girls for permission, his gaze alternating from one to the other.

Willow smiled down at her boyfriend, physically affected by the sight before her. She knew from experience how amazing his tongue was, and the thought of him working his magick on Tara was causing an insistent heat to develop between her thighs.

Oz leaned back and smiled up at both girls. He didn't need to be told twice. And with that, he grasped the edge of Tara's panties and hastily slipped then down and off the girl's legs. He then leaned himself even further back so he could get a good long look at his prize.

Tara's soft downy hair was well-trimmed and reminded him of silky smooth streaks of delicious honey. And he was sure that what lay beneath would probably taste just as sweet.

"Amazing," he said reverently as he leaned in and placed his hands on Tara's hips. He gave Tara an encouraging smile, before he gingerly pressed his lips to the girl's navel. He then began to slowly work his lips downwards until they finally reached the top of her mound.

"Spread 'em," Willow instructed Tara as Oz pressed his first kiss against her sex. "Spread your legs for him Sweetie," she repeated, emphasizing her directive with a light slap against the girl's ass.

Tara instantly did as she was told, feeling the moisture between her legs building at Willow's tone. She loved it when Willow took control.

She was instantly rewarded with a double dose of stimulation. As Oz moved his hands to her ass and guided her lips open with his tongue, Willow in turn reached for her breasts and squeezed them with purpose.

"Mmmmmgh," Tara moaned, overwhelmed by the sensation of Willow's lips moving to capture hers, just as Oz thrust his tongue against her clit. She instinctively moved her hands downwards and placed them tenderly against the guy's head, guiding him gently.

With that, her two lovers began to work her like a finely tuned musical instrument. Oz's tongue was tentative at first, taking his time in learning what she liked, pressing softly against her, before gradually increasing the speed and pressure of his movements.

Willow meanwhile was paying attention to her breasts and her lips; squeezing and molding and tweaking them expertly, while her tongue explored the soft recesses of her mouth.

After a while, Willow pulled her lips away from Tara so she could call out directives to her boyfriend. She could feel how close her girlfriend was getting, and she wanted her release to be perfect.

"That's it," she coached Oz, as she continued to work her girlfriend's breasts. "She likes that," she continued. "Press your tongue against her harder, she's so close. Harder Oz, harder."

"Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, aaaaaaaah, aaaaaaaah, aaaaaaaah, mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm," Tara moaned and panted erratically as Willow moved behind her, copying her every thrust.

"That's it." Willow eventually released Tara's right breast. She was so in tune with Tara's body, that she knew it was time to bring her Baby home.

With that, she moved her hand to the girl's ass, slipped her index finger along the slit slowly, before maneuvering it down to the girl's sex.

Oz instantly reached up and did as he was told, sucking Tara's clit into his mouth as he grasped Willow's hand and thrust two of her fingers into Tara's heat.

"Now yours," Willow instructed. "Put your fingers inside her Oz – two of them."

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Tara screamed, leaning back against Willow for support. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so full.

"Yeah," Willow grinned, pleased by Tara's reaction. "That's it," she encouraged Oz as she plunged in and out of her girlfriend. "Thrust into her. Suck on her nub. Harder, harder. Faster, faster. That's it Oz, you're doing it. You're doing it. We're doing it. She's almost there."

With that, Oz began to suck even harder on Tara's bundle of nerves. He continued to increase the speed of his thrusts, following Willow's lead until finally, he felt Tara stiffen for a second and grow perfectly still. He then felt her body quiver as the full force of her ecstasy empowered her.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Tara screamed, her legs trembling and her eyesight leaving her momentarily as sparks of heat consumed her being.

"That's it Baby," Willow whispered against Tara's neck, kissing her softly as she moved her hand down to the girl's waist. She steadied her against her own body, making sure the girl didn't collapse as she rode out wave after wave of sensation.

Eventually Tara's breathing began to slowly return to normal. And her two lovers took that moment to release their hold on her.

Willow removed her fingers from Tara's sex and lifted them straight to her mouth.

Oz smiled and did the same, wiping at the juices already dripping from his lips.

"Yeah," Tara said breathlessly as Willow lay down next to her on her side. "That was…" she looked up at Willow and smiled. "Wow!"

Willow smiled back. "That was just the appetizer Sweetie," she grinned devilishly.

Oz smiled at the two witches. He knew what Willow was thinking. "That's right," he said as he slipped off his shirt. "I'm not finished yet," he explained, unzipping his pants and stepping out of them.

"Stop," Willow got up off the bed as Oz reached for his boxers. She quickly reached his side and pressed a soft kiss against his lips. "I want Tara to do this," she explained.

Willow gave her a reassuring smile. "It's only fair," she explained, reaching a hand down to Oz's crotch. "He's so hard Baby," she gave him a gentle squeeze, causing her boyfriend to let out a soft moan.

"Oh," Tara's mouth opened in realization. She suddenly began to feel nervous again. She'd never touched a guy like that, and she was a little afraid she wouldn't know what to do.

"It's okay," Willow reassured, sensing her girlfriend's nerves. "I'll show you. We both will."

Tara nodded apprehensively as she sat herself up in bed. She took a few deep breaths before finally getting up.

Willow smiled at Tara. "That's it Sweetie," she said as the girl moved to stand in front of Oz. "Now give me your hands."

Nervously, Tara reached out and allowed Willow to guide her hands to the top of Oz's boxers. She looked into the young man's eyes and smiled shyly.

"I know," Oz lifted a hand up to Tara's cheek and caressed her tenderly. "There's no rush," he leaned in and pressed their lips together.

Willow watched the exchange in silence, allowing Oz to deepen the kiss. She recalled the first time she'd done this with Oz, and smiled as she remembered how considerate he'd been. Her boyfriend had done his best to make her feel as comfortable as possible. And she was pleased to see him giving Tara the same courtesy.

After a while, Willow noted the pair's breathing becoming heavier and heavier. She could tell that Tara was once again aching inside – as was her boyfriend. It was time to move things along.

"Tara," Willow instructed, moving her hand to the back of Tara's head and guiding her away from Oz. "It's time."

Willow nodded with a smile and moved her hands to Oz's boxers. "Take 'em off Sweetie. He's waiting for you."

With that, Tara met Oz's gaze and slowly slipped his boxers down, moving to kneel before him as he stepped out of them. She kept their eyes locked together for a while as she gathered up her momentum.

When she finally looked down and caught sight of his fully erect member, she couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. Oz was huge. A lot bigger than any of the toys she and Willow had experimented with.

Licking her lips nervously, Tara gingerly reached out with her right hand. She tentatively placed her thumb and fingers around his base, before moving them up slowly to his tip. She was amazed that something so rock hard could feel so soft to touch. It was nothing like the firm rubber and latex of her favorite toys.

"Mmmm," Oz moaned as Tara repeated her actions, moving her fingers in an agonizingly slow manner up and down his shaft. She was acting just like Willow had during their first time. Exploring, savoring, taking her time in getting used to him. But there was only so much teasing he could take.

Sensing this, Willow reached forward and placed a soft kiss against his lips. "Tara," she said as she pulled away. "Kiss him."

"No," Willow shook her head as Tara moved to stand up. She reached down and grasped the base of Oz's cock in her hand, holding it out to Tara. "This."

"Oh," Tara moved her gaze downwards. "Okay," she took a deep breath and placed a tentative kiss against the tip of Oz's shaft. "Like that?" she teased.

And with that, she moved her hands to Oz's ass and placed her lips against his tip. She took him into her mouth gradually, going down only half way before pulling back up again. He was just too big to take fully; not when she wasn't used to it.

At the sight of her girlfriend's head bobbing up and down on her boyfriend's shaft, Willow felt her own build-up increasing at an alarming rate. Tara was just so damn sensual – so sexy.

"He likes that," Willow said breathlessly, doing her best to keep her mind focused. "Get him all wet and moist and then move faster and faster."

As Tara followed Willow's instructions, Oz reached down and gently grasped the back of Tara's head, entangling his fingers within her blonde locks. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, giving himself up completely. As Tara's speed increased, he could feel the pressure inside him building.

"Stop!" Willow instructed, recognizing her boyfriend's breathing – his reaction. She wasn't ready for him to come just yet. She had other plans for that throbbing member of his.

Tara instantly pulled away, causing Oz to groan in frustration. He'd been so close to the edge.

Willow stepped away from her boyfriend and moved to Tara's side. She helped her up and smiled apologetically at Oz. "I'm sorry," she ventured ruefully. "But it's not time yet…"

Oz sighed in frustration, but gave her a weak smile. He had some idea of what Willow might have in mind. And she was right, it wouldn't do to come just yet. With that, he took a seat and closed his eyes, doing his best to recall the brief Tantric lessons he'd had during his stay in Nepal.

Meanwhile, Willow ripped off her own blouse and bra, as Tara made quick work of her shoes and jeans. She then slipped off her own panties and pressed her body against Tara's. She kissed her girlfriend hungrily and guided them both to Oz's bed.

"C'mere," Willow instructed as she lay herself down on her back. "I wanna taste my girl."

With a smile, Tara moved up and straddled Willow's face. She slowly lowered herself onto the girl's outstretched tongue and moved her hands back to steady herself.

At Tara's moan, Oz opened his eyes and gasped. He hadn't been prepared for the erotic show Willow and Tara were putting on for him.

As she pleasured her girlfriend, Willow had bent her knees and spread her legs as wide as he'd ever seen them. He could see her juices dripping onto the bedspread – could smell her desire. And he needed her right now.

With that thought, he stood up, opened his dresser draw and located his box of Trojans. Her ripped open the foil package and carefully slipped the latex over his member.

He then moved to the bed, positioned himself between Willow's legs and thrust himself hard and fast into her core.

Willow shuddered and dug her fingernails into Tara's ass. She hadn't been prepared for the sudden fullness. But she wasn't complaining though. It felt so good, and it had been so long since she'd felt him inside her.

What's more, being able to taste her girlfriend as her boyfriend fucked her, had long since been a secret fantasy of hers. She was getting the best of both worlds here.

With that thought, she continued to work her tongue in and out of Tara's sweetness – alternating between thrusting and suckling – as she met each and every one of Oz's thrusts with her own, needing him deeper and deeper inside her, faster and faster, harder and harder.

Oz could feel Willow's release getting closer. And he willed himself to stay in control. Luckily for him, Willow chose that moment to start shuddering.

Feeling her girlfriend's release, Tara delicately pulled away. She knelt above Willow's head and looked down with a smile as she witnessed her descent. She would never get tired of watching her girlfriend.

As soon as Willow had finished convulsing, Oz wasted no time in pulling himself out. He reached for Tara's waist and pressed her ass against his throbbing cock. "Your turn," he said huskily.

In response, Tara moved away from Willow, spread her legs wide for Oz and kneeled down on all fours.

Making sure to keep the condom in place, Oz urgently moved his shaft to the tip of Tara's opening.

"You want this?" he asked, spreading Tara's legs wider with his knees and giving her ass a playful slap.

And with that, Oz grabbed her hips and plunged himself deep into her sweet, sweet warmth.

"Ahhhh," Tara shuddered as he filled her to the brim. She'd never felt so full in her life. "Ahhhh," she repeated when he moved out and then thrust himself back in even harder. "Oh gods, Oz!"

"You like that?" Oz questioned, plundering her heat and moving a hand down to tease her clit. He was so close, and he wanted her to come with him.

At the sound of her girlfriend's moans, Willow fluttered her eyes open and smiled. "That's it," she encouraged, turning to her side to watch her lovers take one another. "She likes it hard. Don't you Tara?"

"Mmngh hmmm," Tara panted. "Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" she repeated each time Oz pressed into her. "Mmmmmm!"

Willow smiled contentedly as her lovers collapsed in a heap on the bed. After a moment, Oz slipped out to dispose of his condom, and Willow took the opportunity to curl up to her girlfriend.

"So," she chastely kissed Tara's lips and slipped her thigh between her legs. "You liked?"

"You gave us to each other," Oz nuzzled Willow's neck affectionately and closed his eyes sleepily

And with that, the threesome allowed themselves to drift into some much needed slumber.

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