Horsey
I'd just started seeing a rather fun woman, and we were still in those low-numbered dates when you are discovering all the different ways you can fit your bodies together. After a busy night we'd been woken by the early morning sun streaming into her flat, and it seemed a shame to simply go back to sleep. So off we went again.

Somewhat unusually, we happened to be in the missionary, with (luckily) a sheet draped over us, when her four-year-old daughter ran into the room. Seeing me on top of her mother didn't phase her; in fact she jumped up on top of me and giggled "Let's play horsey!"

So I'm buried up to the maker's plate in the mother, while the daughter is sitting on my back making gee-up noises. I reflect that if I make any kind of movement, I'm probably committing a serious nonce offence.

Thankfully we manage to disengage without causing irreparable trauma to the little one. I then have to carry her around the room for a few circuits, with my whelk-shrivelled cock attempting to climb back into my body, while the mother sits in the corner wrapped in a duvet, pissing herself laughing.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 21 Oct 2013, 12:08, 4 replies)

Oh man, rabidrodent will be proper jealous that you got to have a noncey threeway.

( BraynDedd Natasha Kaplinsky's labia majora, Mon 21 Oct 2013, 12:24, closed)

Ha!

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 21 Oct 2013, 13:10, closed)

I think it was on this site
where I saw a story of a guy and his wife getting down to some 'business time' and their young son walking and shouting "go faster daddy, faster!"
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Mon 21 Oct 2013, 13:29, closed)

I have been both horsey and rider in such situations.
What goes around comes around. As it were.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 21 Oct 2013, 13:45, closed)