0 comments/ 52671 views/ 1 favorites My Guy By: ErOTic Jenn came up to the house and knocked on the door. Susan answered wearing a black short, loose dress and thigh-high leather boots. Jenn had seen her wear the boots before but usually with a longer skirt. Susan usually dressed more earthy than erotic. "C'mon in Jenn. I'm glad you could come over," Susan said leading her into the living room. When Jenn entered she saw Susan's husband, Eric, on his knees in the kitchen cleaning the floor with a sponge. "Hey Eric!" Jenn said. Oddly, Eric didn't answer. Jenn thought he must be wrapped up in his thoughts or something. "Well, what's this thing you dragged me over here to see?" She asked Susan. "Come in here," Susan said while leading her into the kitchen. When Jenn stepped in she saw Eric still working intently on the floor. She hadn't noticed before that he was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans that were cut a little too short and a tight black shirt. Jenn had always admired Eric's ass and this sight kind of caught her off guard. She tried to mask her surprise with some humor, "Hey Eric, I think you cut off your shorts a little too far. I can see the bottom half of your, well, um, bottom! Heh, heh..." Jenn also hadn't noticed that Eric had been working out. He had lost the beer-gut and love handles she remembered him having. She was starting to feel a little aroused at the sight of him on his knees with a good bit of his "best part" staring her in the face. "He won't answer you right now, " Susan told her. "Let me fill you in a little bit and things will be a little more clear. A few months ago I came home from work and Eric was cleaning the house for our dinner party the next night. He was wearing shorts like the ones he has on. I was surprised when I first saw him, but I knew he had a bit of a clothes fetish and sort of blew it off after kidding him a bit. That evening he continued to clean the house. In fact, I think I was talking to you on the phone and mentioned that he seemed to be doing a very thorough job. When he was done he came over to me and did a little turn showing me the shorts closely: 'So, do you like my shorts?' Then he unbuttoned them and pulled them down a little. 'And look: I had to wear a g-string with them otherwise you'd be able to see my underwear. I thought about not wearing underwear but realized that I would be falling out all over.' I told him I liked the shorts and really appreciated the job he'd done on the house. Of course the sight of him slaving around the house dressed in skimpy clothes had done a job on me. I pushed him on the bed and we ended up fucking like banshees." "The next week I took our daughter to a birthday party. I knew Eric was going to be home soon and since I didn't feel like cleaning up the kitchen so I left a note asking Eric to do it. Just for kicks I also set out the shorts and a bottle of wine. With another note that said, 'Heidi will be asleep by the time we get home. If you finish early you can drink the wine. If you do a good job you may get another reward!'" "When I got home I was shocked. The house was spotless. I took Heidi back to put her in her bed and saw Eric working on the back bathroom. He had gotten sweaty from the work. He must have been as hot as he made me feel looking at him. I chided him some and told him that when he's finished he can come share the wine with me and if he's lucky he'll get to rub my back." "I then slipped into a night gown and went into the clean kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine. Eric had set out a few fresh strawberries and some chocolate was melting in a pan on the stove. This gave me an idea. I pulled off my underwear and put them back in the bedroom. Then I took a bit of the chocolate and rubbed it around my cunt lips, being sure to run my finger inside to get everything good and slick. This was easy because I had been fantasizing about tonight all during the birthday party and now I was almost dripping. Once I felt sufficiently lubricated I took one of the strawberries and pushed it inside me. The feeling was very erotic. In fact, I ended up pushing two more up inside me after going into the living room and sitting down with my wine and eating the strawberries." "Once the wine started to work on me I got even more aroused. I started rubbing my breasts and my nipples got so hard they hurt. Then I dipped my finger in the chocolate and started rubbing my clit with it. I licked the chocolate off and the taste of my juices mixed with the chocolate really got me going. Within a minute I was cumming right there in the living room." "As the fog of my orgasm started to lift I felt my legs being pushed apart and then a hot tongue on my clit. It was like someone reached right into my innermost being and kissed the erotic part of my soul. Eric kept licking at me until I came again. His unrelenting tongue didn't stop there. He kept going and I kept cumming. I'm not sure how many times I came or how long it lasted but I when he stopped I felt like I was completely lost in orgasm." "Eric then pulled down his shorts and inserted his manhood inside of me. Oh god it felt good to be filled. He started pistoning in and out of me. I started to almost loose consciousness as the first orgasm swept over me. And then I remembered the STRAWBERRIES! I begged Eric to stop. He pulled his cock out of my cunt and it was covered with my cum and chunks of strawberries." "He started to go to wash off and I stopped him. I grabbed the rest of the chocolate and poured it over his cock. Then I started to lick it off. The strawberries were very ripe and sweet and the chocolate was divine. This all mixed with my musky sex turned me into an animal. I started sucking his cock like it was some kind of giant popsicle. I got so into it I actually started deep-throating him. I kind of got lost in some kind of animal mindset. I felt deep inside me that I need to suck the giant organ in my mouth to nourish my soul. It was like my entire existence depended on swallowing this big piece of meat only I couldn't. All I could do is suck it deep inside me and then let it draw back out. I started to feel it pulsing deep in my mouth. The feeling was so intense I actually started to cum again! Just at that moment Eric started screaming and I felt hot jets of his cum fill my mouth. I tried swallowing all I could, feeling like this was the salve my soul demanded. Some of it ran down my chin. I wiped it up off with my finger and sucked it clean." "A few minutes later we started to come down from our sexual high and I started to realize what I had just done. I'd never been able to stand the though of actually swallowing Eric's cum. But now I almost felt like I needed more. I felt like I'd found the nourishment my body had always long for and where to get it..." "Damn... I got a little side tracked... Didn't I?" Susan mentioned. "That's okay by me. I'm just starting to feel like I need to go home and relieve myself. Watching Eric clean in those short shorts and hearing you tell that erotic story has got me itching..." replied Jenn. "Don't leave just yet," Susan said. "Eric, I think Jenn her needs some help from you." "Yes, m'love," Eric said, speaking for the first time, "what would you like me to do?" "Well, it's really up to Jenn but I think she needs a good licking," Susan replied. "Jenn, why don't you take off your panties and go sit down on the couch. You can keep your dress on, just lift it enough to expose yourself. I'll go fill the pipe with some weed." Jenn followed Susan's instructions. Meanwhile, Eric went back into the bedroom and brought out a box. Jenn couldn't tell what was in it and Eric just left it on the floor closer to Susan. Eric then got down on his knees next to Jenn and smiled up at her. Just then Susan swung something. CRACK! "Unhhhh," Eric exclaimed from the blow of the whip. "Eric, Jenn needs you to pleasure her. Do you want to do that for her?" Susan demanded. "Yes m'love. Please let me pleasure Jenn. I want to lick her cunt until she squeezes my face into it." Jenn was a bit surprised by Eric's submissiveness. But she didn't mind. After the story Susan told about the other night she was ready to experience him. "Here Jenn, let me take a hit and I'll shotgun you." Susan sat down on the couch next to Jenn then hit on the pipe. She turned to Jenn and brought her lips less than an inch from Jenn's. Just as she started to blow the smoke into Jenn's open mouth Eric licked her cunt. Jenn grabbed Susan's head and pulled their lips together in a deep open mouthed kiss. Their tongues played in the smoke. Susan broke off to take another hit. "Ohh... Ohhh... Yesssss..." Jenn moaned. Susan turned back to her and they kissed again sharing the smoke. Jenn started to feel very free. Susan's soft lips felt like they were going to swallow her. After a few more hits Jenn felt like she was floating. Susan was rubbing her tits through her dress. Eric was licking up and down then shaking his head back and forth. He seemed to be putting as much effort into licking her clit as he had cleaning the house. She started cumming and pulled Susan closer. My Guys - A Demonstration As soon as we got in the car, I tilted down the visor on my side so I could look in the mirror. I shook my head, watching the hair swing in freshly cut layers like a shampoo commercial. "You like it," Nate said, watching me. "Do you?" "Doesn't matter what I think, matters what you think. I like seeing you smile." "It makes me look beautiful." "You always look beautiful. Right now you look pleased with yourself. Like you do when you've made me come with your mouth." "I feel beautiful then, too," I said. "And when you look like that," he said, turning his body towards mine and reaching out a hand, "even when I have just come, it's very tempting. Very tempting to change that look from pleased with yourself to just plain pleased." I flipped the visor back up and looked over at him. "Then take me home," I said. "And I'll let you please me all day long." "I'm thinking right now," he said. He unbuckled his seat belt so he could shift closer to me. "I don't think I've seen you in a skirt before. What kind of panties are you wearing under there?" He slid a hand up along my thigh. Together we watched it disappear beneath the hem of my skirt. "Regular old cotton ones," I said, feeling the wetness start. "Blue, I think." "My favorite color." His hand moved higher, the skirt sliding up with him. "Nate?" I said. I looked nervously over my shoulder at the people passing along the walkway. It was a very busy parking lot on a very bright day. "Yes, Lissie?" His hand had reached the top of my thigh, wedging itself between my legs. It rested there, touching only thigh, although my pussy could feel the warmth and was already pulsing towards it. His eyes held mine. He brushed the back of one finger firmly over my mound, a knuckle rubbing against my clit. I jumped. "Come towards me here," he said. I shifted my body so I was facing him, my legs curling up on the seat. "Now open for me." "Nate," I protested again, less strongly. He leaned in and kissed me. The hand that wasn't rubbing against my clit with will-sapping slowness tangled in my hair holding me to him. I'd have thought all his mind was in that kiss, so focused and sensual was his attention to my mouth, but beneath my skirt his other hand continued to move. He wasn't trying to bring me to orgasm. He was trying to drive me crazy. And it's working, I thought, straining to anticipate the next deliberately un-patterned move of his hand against my pussy—a stroke here, a brush there, a bit of pressure from his thumb against my clit and then the lightest whisper of the back of his hand tracing the same path. I sagged against him, raising my hands to his shoulders, needing something to cling to. Feeling my surrender, he broke the kiss. "Open for me," he asked again. I put one foot down on the floor, separating my legs for him. I looked out through the windshield, assessing the situation. "Look at me, Lissie," he said. "Only me." He waited until my eyes met his. "I'm going to make you come now. Say yes." I nodded. He smiled, an angelic, devilish smile and I shuddered in anticipation. His fingers moved under the edge of my underwear, sliding into the wetness. His thumb stayed on the outside of the fabric, holding my clit captive to his slick, seeking fingers. He rolled it very slowly - light and wet from below, tight and firm from above- his eyes never leaving mine. My lashes fluttered half-closed, my hands gripped his shoulders more tightly. I waited for him to pick up the speed or the pressure, to do something to tip me over the edge. Surely, there was a reason to rush. But Nate was in no hurry. He spun my orgasm out into a bewitching web of paralyzing sensation. When finally it came, I wasn't expecting it. The build was so slow, so continuous, so oddly reassuringly steady, until at last the pleasure burst in a single blinding pulse. All the breath left me in a long exhale and I fell forward into his arms. He held me for a few moments then raised me up. "Now I get a prize," he said. "What do you want?" I asked, reaching my hand towards his crotch. "Your panties." I laughed. "Blue cotton? Not very sexy." "You just came in them, Lissie. They couldn't be any sexier." I looked at him doubtfully but he was clearly serious. He waited until I reached beneath my skirt and wiggled them down over my hips. They were admittedly very damp. I handed him the panties and he held them up to his nose, inhaling deeply. "These are going to have some long nights in my bedroom," he said. He stashed them in the side pocket of his door. "Buckle up." He fastened his own seat belt and started the car. I put mine on too and waited until he'd backed the car out of the parking space before I put a hand into his lap. I wasn't surprised to find him hard. "Oh no," he said. "Not while I'm driving." He moved my hand back to my own side of the car. "When we get to my place then." "I imagine so," he said dryly. "I've never known you to be satisfied with only one orgasm. At least, not since that first night in the back of your car." "Well," I said, remembering. "Well what?" "Well, you were only there for one. But I . . ." "Yes?" "I believe I had three altogether." Nate took a deep breath, not moving his eyes from the road. "When you got home?" I shook my head. "In the car? Right there?" I nodded. Nate made a quiet, desperate sound. One hand moved from the steering wheel towards his cock, then resolutely returned to the wheel. "Tell me," he said, his voice sounding strained. "No, show me." "Show you?" He reached over and lifted my skirt up to my waist. My bare pussy smiled sideways up at me. "Show me," he said. "Please?" I slid my right hand into my pussy, lifting a silky strand of wetness up to my clit. My fingers felt good. I was still churned up and ready to come again, even if it was by my own hand. I just didn't know if I could do it with Nate watching. I glanced over at him. He was looking at the road. Only the tightness of his hands on the steering wheel confirmed that he could see me anyway. Or maybe he didn't even have to see. Maybe it was enough for him to know. "Close your eyes if it helps," he suggested. I tried to remember if my eyes were usually open or closed but couldn't. I guess with no one there it didn't matter. For now, I closed them. Trying to forget he was there, I stroked myself. My fingers knew what to do. I felt my need build beneath them. It was surprising to me how different one orgasm could feel from another. When Nate went down on me, my climax came in waves, each new wave layering on the last, pushing me to a higher and higher plateau so that when the final crest came there was a feeling of plunging steeply over an unseen edge. When Derek fucked me, his big cock seemed to touch every inch of my skin, both inside and out. My orgasms then were vast and formless, a whole body sensation that left no room left for mind or soul. I didn't know if I had one endless orgasm or an uncountable series of them, without beginning or end. But when I pleasured myself, it was neither of those. Because I knew exactly where to touch, and how. Because I could feel the build and drive it. Because all of me felt only me—no need for feedback or validation. No worry about how I looked or sounded. No fear that I was being too needy or too selfish. There was only my pleasure in all the world and I knew exactly how to shape it into a sharp point - one white-hot, shining spot of sweet agony. I cried out when I came, and Nate's hand, which had crept unnoticed into my left hand, squeezed mine in response. I lifted my hand from my pussy and started to open my eyes. "Again," Nate said. I closed my eyes and brought my fingers back to my clit. The first time I'd been trying to pretend he wasn't there, but this time it was for him. I could feel his hand connecting us. I wiggled my hips against my fingers, dipping them in for more lubrication. I let out a long sigh, leaning my head back against the headrest and arching my back so that my breasts thrust forward. Nate murmured next to me and his hand tightened on mine. More slowly this time, I circled my fingers around my clit, drawing it out for both of us. I was so sensitive now that I didn't need to press hard and I returned my fingers, again and again, to that pool of natural lubricant, drawing it up and around my pulsing clit, keeping my stroke light. I had never teased myself before. It had always been a matter of necessity, not a time for playing. But now I relaxed into it, enjoying the build-up. Knowing Nate was as drawn in as I was, I no longer felt shy. I felt glorious. My third orgasm pierced me. For a moment I knew only that. Then I became aware that Nate was squeezing my hand much too hard. "Ouch," I said, shaking it free. "Sorry. I lost myself." "Mm, me too." I opened my eyes and recognized the yellow house on the corner. "We're almost home." "We've been driving around the block for five minutes," Nate admitted. He pulled into my driveway and turned off the car. "Let's go upstairs," I suggested. "Oh, we're not going to make it upstairs." And he was right. He bent me over the dining room table and fucked me, my skirt around my waist and his pants around his ankles. Fast. When his hips had stopped jerking against my ass, he leaned over me and kissed my neck. "Sorry," he said. "I couldn't hold back." "That's OK," I answered. "I think I owe you one or two. Or twenty." But Nate being Nate, when he'd taken off his pants and taken care of the used condom, he flipped me over, knelt between my legs, and took care of me. ***** If you enjoyed this story, please send feedback. There are other My Guys (Lissie) stories. See my author page for links. My Guys - First Threesome Nate and I snuggled together, too cold to feel sexy. I couldn't stop thinking about Derek, all alone in his pup tent on the other side of the campground. "This is ridiculous," I said, turning my backside to Nate. "I'm cold everywhere you're not touching." "The tent will warm up." "You think so?" My nipples were cold, hard points. I put my palms over them, trying to keep the warmth in. "It's a small space. Just us breathing will warm it up eventually." "Well, breathe harder." I turned around to face him again. I put my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my breasts, rubbing lightly. "Mmmm, warm." We started kissing, trying to make a spark. "Hopeless," I said, breaking away. "I'm putting clothes on." "Don't do that. I was just getting hard." "Too cold. My pussy's frozen." I started to pull my fleece on over my head as he probed my pussy with an icy finger. "Eeek! Quit." "Huh," he said. He'd never felt my pussy dry before. It was a new sensation for me too. For the last month I felt like I'd been wet every minute of every day and night. But it was just too cold. "Gimme a blowjob then." "It would be like sucking a popsicle." "Feel it." He pulled my hand to his hard cock. It felt like a stick of fire. "That does feel good," I admitted. "OK, hang on." I added a pair of sweat pants and some socks to the fleece. Then I crawled under the sleeping bag and started slowly slurping. It was warm and dark and kind of sexy. "How do you think Derek's doing?" Nate asked while I played with his cock. "Cold." "And lonely maybe. I feel sort of bad. You're sucking my cock and he's freezing his ass off." I intentionally grazed the head of his dick, making him jump. "So invite him over," I joked. "The tent will be warmer with three of us." "That's what I was thinking. Do you think he'd come?" I pulled myself up to where I could see him. "No." "That's what I thought." I started to crawl back down between his thighs. "You could try." Half in and half out of the sleeping bag, I stopped. "You really want me to?" "Yeah." "What about the blow job?" "It'll wait." I didn't understand. Maybe if I had, things would have worked out differently. I only thought he wasn't that horny, though the fire stick was hot as ever against my thigh. He pulled the sleeping bag off himself as I laced up my shoes. "It's starting to warm up," he said. I couldn't help reaching over to give his cock a rub. I loved pulling his foreskin up over the head and letting it slide back down. He stretched and sighed. "Hurry back." "Better put some clothes on if Derek's coming in." He had his eyes closed, savoring the sensation, so I leaned over and kissed him to get his attention. "Don't worry about me," he said. "Go get Derek." When I turned back to zip up the tent flap I could see him lying there, eyes still closed, using his own hand where mine had been. I shook my head and wondered why I was going to fetch Derek if he was so horny. Derek had purposely pitched his tent as far away from ours as he could. I knew he didn't want to hear us. Although he'd gotten used to having Nate around from time to time, he was still rattled by any public show of affection between us. "Derek?" I whispered. The other tents were dark and quiet. Everyone had gone to sleep, or was trying to. Derek unzipped the flap and poked his head out. He smiled when he saw me. "Just in time," he said, dragging me roughly into the tent. It was a small tent, really only designed for one person. The one Nate and I were in was roomy for two but was going to be cozy for three. "I'm freezing." He kissed me and ran his hands up under my fleece, making a little humming noise of discovery when he realized I wasn't wearing a bra. "Eeek. Quit," I said to one of my lovers for the second time that night. "Your hands are like ice." "I know," he said, not quitting. "You have to warm me up before I get frostbite." He nuzzled his mouth against my neck, nice and warm and wet. "Derek." He sighed and took his hands out from under my shirt. "What are you doing here anyway? Did you guys fight?" "I came to invite you over." I waited but he didn't say anything. "It's so cold and we can fit three people in that tent." "Nate doesn't want me horning in." "It was his idea. Come on, no point in suffering. None of us are getting any sleep tonight if we don't warm up." The problem was that we had three-season tents and the weather had unexpectedly moved into the fourth season. Hopefully tomorrow would be warmer and we'd have our outdoor fun, but tonight was anything but. "How about you just sleep here with me. I'll keep you warm." "You know I can't. It's Nate's turn. He's being nice by sharing. Don't tell him no." That's the thing about Derek--he can't stand making anyone feel bad, even when it's unintentional or unavoidable. "I guess you're right. Anyway, I can't sleep like this." He must have been wearing his entire wardrobe, layers so thick he looked like he'd gained ten pounds. We walked back across the campground together, holding hands. The tent was glowing with a gentle, flickering light that meant Nate must have lit the lantern. Derek gave me a quick kiss. "Get it while I can," he whispered. "Knock, knock," I said to Nate, poking my head inside to make sure he wasn't still lying there naked with the sleeping bag pulled back. He was wearing a shirt, at least, and was lying under my unzipped sleeping bag. Derek and I crawled in. "I've got it set up," Nate said. "This is my bag on the bottom on top of the pads Here give me your stuff." He slid Derek's pad under the bag on the far side and then unzipped Derek's sleeping bag and added it like a second blanket on top of mine. "Um, I thought we'd all just be in our own sleeping bags," Derek said, sitting cross-legged near the door. "Way warmer this way," Nate explained. "Lissie goes in the middle. We're all toasty." It did sound cozy. A little weird, but cozy. I crawled in next to Nate and patted the bag on my other side, asking Derek to lie down next to me. He pulled a layer off and got in. "It's pretty warm in here as it is," he said. "I don't think we need the second bag on top." He pushed his bag over to the side. "Nice," I said, starting to feel the heat of the warm bodies on both sides of me and the warm air we were all breathing. "We're going to get hot." Derek peeled off another shirt and took off a layer from the bottom too. "Tell me about it," he said. I pushed the sleeves up on my fleece. I was only wearing one layer and it was a warm one. "Should we put out the lantern?" I asked. "You're not sleepy, are you?" Nate was taking off his shirt, leaving himself bare-chested. He snuggled in beside me, nestling his head against my fleece and making me feel even warmer. "I'm hot." "I know. She is hot, isn't she, Derek?" Derek didn't rise to the bait but he did take off his t-shirt and push the sleeping bag off his legs. "Not funny," I complained. "You guys are half dressed on the outside and I'm bundled up in the middle." "A minute ago you were crying about being cold," Nate teased. I could feel his cool, bare legs tangling with mine which were getting damp inside my sweat pants. Then Derek reached beneath the bag to pull off his leggings and it was the final straw. "Fine," I said. "If you guys can get undressed I can too." I sat up and whipped my fleece off over my head defiantly. I was halfway to pulling off the pants too when I saw Nate's smirk. This was what he wanted me to do. I hesitated. "Well, don't stop there. Come on, you've never kept your pants on before. Lissie doesn't wear pajamas when she sleeps with you, does she, Derek?" Derek just grunted and turned his back to us like he was trying to sleep. I knew he was regretting joining us already. "Play nice, Nate." "It's nothing either of us hasn't seen before. And you'll sleep better. Derek, you don't mind if Lissie sleeps naked, right?" "Just keep your own shorts on." I reached a hand down to make sure he had shorts on and he winked at me and slid his hand to the waist band of my sweat pants. I smacked it away but figured I'd better take them off before he did it for me and made a scene. I pulled them off and threw them over Derek's body into the corner with his discarded sleeping bag. I slid down between them as Derek rolled over and looked across me at Nate. "You got anything else lined up?" Nate put his hand on my naked stomach, sliding the sleeping bag down so my chest lay exposed between them. I started to move to raise it back up but Nate's posture was less casual than it seemed and I realized I'd have to wrestle him for it. Even though they were looking at each other and not my breasts, I felt my nipples harden. "I guess this seems weird to you." "A little." "We've both seen her like this before. We both know her, know her body, her reactions. For instance, this doesn't surprise you, does it?" He indicated the nipple closest to him, now hard and puckered. "No." "You know what'll happen if I do this." He leaned down and took it into his mouth, using his teeth lightly and flicking his tongue across the top. I moaned. They both laughed. "I love how responsive she is, don't you?" Derek nodded. He put his hand on my chest, just above Nate's and just below my breasts, as if deciding. "Do you think she's wet yet?" Nate asked, dipping his head back to my nipple. "Starting anyway." "Check." I held my breath. I thought I didn't want him to and then I knew I was lying. Nate sucked hard on my nipple, making me moan again, and I felt Derek's hand lift from my chest and then felt it on the tuft of hair above my pussy. He didn't move it, didn't dip a finger down to test my wetness, left me waiting for it. "Is she?" "She will be," Derek said smugly. I opened my eyes and saw him grinning at me with that evil grin he gives me right before he starts making me beg. I moaned harder, feeling Nate's busy mouth against my nipple and anticipating Derek's next move. The weight of his palm against my pubic bone was driving me crazy. He leaned down and kissed me, his head nearly brushing Nate's nibbling at my breast. And then his hand moved, scraping down over my mound and through the wetness he knew would be there to plunge two fingers roughly inside me. "I guess she is," Nate said, referring to the noise I'd just made. Derek held his fingers up where Nate could see the strings of my arousal webbed between them. "Nice. She makes you feel like a hero, doesn't she?" Derek laughed. "I never knew I was such a stud until I met Lissie." "I hear you are though. She says you've got a nice cock. Really makes her scream." Oh, shit, I thought. Nate, can't you ever keep your mouth shut? "Well." Derek cleared his throat. Aside from everything else, he doesn't like receiving compliments. He'd much rather pay them out. "Well," he said again. "I hear you've got great oral technique." "She said that?" Nate smiled down at me and gave my nipple a tweak. "Oh, yeah. I don't even compare." I hadn't said that exactly. Of course. I'm not stupid. But Nate is good and Derek is hung. I guess I'm the one who needs to keep her mouth shut. "You can always work on your technique," Nate said. "Not much I can do about the size of my dick." "No vacuum pumps for you?" They laughed. Derek looked relaxed around Nate for the first time. I smiled seeing them laugh together and also because they were both toying with my body. Absentmindedly, but the effect was the same. I was squirming but trying not to make much noise. I didn't want to interrupt if they were finally bonding. "I'd love to see it." Uh oh. You've gone too far now, Nate. "My cock?" "Relax, dude, I don't want to touch it. I'm curious. I keep hearing how much bigger it is. "It's not that big. Not like a porn star or anything." "Really? I've got this idea in my head. It's like huge." Nate is such a manipulator. It was totally obvious to me what he was doing--playing to Derek's need to make other people feel better not worse. Derek is big but he's not porn star big and I've never said so. In fact, I happen to know that Nate knows the exact measurements. "Really, dude. It's pretty normal, I think." Derek was hesitating but I knew he'd cave. We all waited a moment, silently, then he flipped the sleeping bag off of himself and pulled his penis out of his boxers. Almost immediately he tucked it away. "Thanks." "Sure." "Um, not to complain, but it wasn't hard." Nate went on when Derek flushed. "I'm not saying anything, only it doesn't tell me much. You know what they say--it's not the size; it's the coefficient of expansion. Sorry. Old math-geek joke. I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I appreciated it. I really did." "You want to see it hard?" "Maybe Lissie could . . . " "I could make it hard," I said quickly. "I don't know if you could." "Performance anxiety. I totally understand. Like stage fright. Hey, don't sweat it." "I've never . . . . This is all totally weird." Derek is such an oddly conservative boy, considering. It's a good thing he's hung so well because his sexual repertoire is limited. It's Nate who comes up with all the kinky stuff. So why was I even surprised this was happening? "I really understand. Forget it." Derek mulled this over. He hates to disappoint. "Do you think you could?" He's also competitive. "Get hard?" Nate laughed. "I am." He pulled down his side of the sleeping bag and took off his shorts. No quick peek for Nathan. "But it's different for me. For one thing, I'm an exhibitionist. And for another, touching Lissie like this always gets me hard." He moved his hand to my pussy, fingering me just out of sight where the covers still draped over my abdomen. "Doesn't it you?" "Usually. I guess I'm the opposite of an exhibitionist." "A voyeur?" "No!" "Sorry, I'm kidding. Actually, I'm a voyeur too. I think they kind of go together." "That's why you wanted to see mine?" "Maybe somewhat. I really did want to see how big it was though. Hey, look at mine." He reached down and put a hand under his balls and lifted the entire apparatus in Derek's direction. "Is yours a lot bigger?" I don't honestly think Derek had looked until then but he finally did. "Not a lot. It's thicker, I guess." "Thicker's good. Isn't it, Lissie?" "Yummy," I said, wishing Nate would take his hand off his own body and put it back on mine. "It might be a little longer too. I don't know." "What do you think, Lissie?" "It's longer," I said. I glanced at Nate, who was now languorously running his hand along his shaft, then at Derek. Derek looked pained but I noticed something interesting: there was a little bulge in the front of his boxers. "Hey, I've got an idea," Nate said. "I'll show you. Then you show me." "Show me that?" "No, not my cock. My oral sex technique. I'll show you what I use to get Lissie screaming, then you show me what you use. Fair?" "I don't want to see . . . " "No, wait. I'm not actually going to go down on her. Hard to get two heads in there anyway. Here's my idea: her nipples. We pretend the nipple is the clit. One for each of us. I show you a little; you try a little. What do you think?" An interesting proposition. It's not like I've never tried to brush up Derek's technique but he can be sensitive to criticism and doesn't take direction well. Nate, on the other hand, takes direction very well. Of course, he's an actor. I wondered if Derek would be more willing to learn from Nate than from me. "OK, I'll try." "It's a deal? Shake." Nate held out his hand. Derek shook his head. "Dude, I know where that hand has been." Nate laughed. "It's clean! But OK, let's kiss on it instead. You go first." He waved a hand towards me so that Derek would understand he wasn't suggesting they kiss each other and Derek leaned down and gave me a chaste peck on the lips. Then Nate gave me a deep, soul-wrenching kiss. As he finished he trailed his mouth across my ear and I heard him whisper 'thank you'. I didn't know what he was thanking me for. I was the one getting double the pleasure, double the fun. "First," he said, getting into position over me, "you can't do this." He stuck his tongue way out and licked the tip of my nipple several times. "That might work for a nipple but a clit is more sensitive. It needs moisture. You want to get the whole mouth involved with the tongue licking, yes, but from inside of the mouth so it all stays wet. Like this." He put his mouth on my breast and sucked my nipple up into it, his tongue brushing against the underside. "It's hard to see because my mouth is surrounding the whole nipple but that's where you want to go with the clit. Keep it surrounded, keep it wet, make a lot of contact, and then you can use a lot of pressure. I'm not being gentle exactly." He put his mouth back on me and proved it. I went wild against the strong suction and heavy tongue action. "You try." I'd been moaning and groaning enough from the slobbering and licking but imagining that this was my clit was getting to me mentally as well. Nate had been demonstrating as he was talking, pulling his mouth away from me to show Derek and then fastening it on again. Now he moved his head farther away, a reassuring finger staying behind to roam across my brilliantly hard nipple as he gestured Derek forward. Derek leaned his head in and went straight for the kill. I screamed, but not in a completely good way. "I forgot to say that you have to start slow and work your way up," Nate said. "Sorry." "It's OK." I wondered when Nate got elected to speak for me but I didn't say anything. "Try again." Nate put his hand on Derek's bare shoulder and I watched as the muscles there rippled beneath it. "I can do it." He shrugged Nate's hand off and leaned in again. This time his initial moves were so light I could barely feel them but I gave an exaggerated moan and he gained confidence, quickly picking up Nate's style and energy. Nate meanwhile was providing feedback and encouragement--vocal feedback to Derek, physical encouragement to me. He had his fingers in my pussy and was helping to create the sounds I was making. "You've so got it. You're driving her crazy and that's only her nipple." I squirmed and screamed as he slid his fingers over my clit at the same moment Derek started using suction. "Please," I said, to neither one in particular. "You've got her all riled up," Nate said, discretely removing his fingers to his own side of the sleeping bag. Derek picked up his head and looked into my eyes. "Seems kind of cruel." "It is cruel," I said insistently. "Think we should do something about it?" Nate moved his hand to the nipple Derek had just suckled, toying with its purple heat. I wished that Derek's hand would take Nate's place in my pussy, but the idea of going further obviously had Derek nervous. "Maybe we should just stick to the original bargain." "You're hard now?" I could feel Derek against my thigh, so I knew before he pulled his boxers off that he was only semi-hard. Still, it was an impressive sight. Nate, hard as a rock as always, on the one side, and Derek, halfway hard but huge with it, on the other. "It's nice," Nate said. "That's not it," I said. "No?" "It's not all the way," Derek admitted. "I'm still kind of nervous." "Payback," I said. I didn't give Derek time to argue. I pushed him onto his back and dove in. I started with his ears and neck because I knew that's where his weaknesses were. He's helpless with a tongue in his ear. I licked and nibbled and breathed until he was wiggling and gasping beneath me. Derek's never very vocal but I could tell that he was trying to hold back. The reluctance behind every stifled moan was making them even hotter. I didn't have to look to know that Nate was stroking himself behind me. I could hear the swish of nylon sleeping bag and the sucking wetness of pre-cum against foreskin. My Guys - First Threesome Derek's cock was hard before I got my mouth to it but I didn't let that stop me. I threw myself into bringing him as close to the brink as I could. Like I said: payback. The breathing beneath me was echoed by the breathing beside me. Nate was by my elbow, closing in on us. I wondered how far he planned to go as I held Derek on the edge with my tongue. Derek threw his forearm over his eyes and mumbled something about being hard. "Hmm?" I asked, purposely letting my lips vibrate against him. "I'm hard!" There was a desperation in his voice so deep and beautiful that I relented. I slowly pulled his cock from my mouth, letting it feel one last laving of warm saliva. I held it at the root and showed it to Nate. "Nice, isn't it?" Derek's eyes were closed, his breathing still rough. I ran my tongue along the head to keep him near the peak. Nate had actually stopped playing with his own cock for a minute and when I raised my eyes to his he scooted back to his side of the tent. I took another lick. "It's amazing," Nate whispered. Derek put his hand on my head and slowly stroked my hair. I knew he was torn between stopping and going, so I put his dick back in my mouth and sucked while he thought about it. "Lissie," he said softly. "Lissie?" someone said outside the tent. We all jumped. There was a mad scrambling for position and sleeping bag and a suspicious time passed before I said 'yeah' back. "We're going to go to a hotel." It was Pam, one of the trip organizers. Now that I didn't have a cock in my mouth I recognized the voice. "Um, OK," I said. "We're all freezing and no one can sleep." "OK." "Do you guys want to come? We're going to get a couple of rooms and crash in our bags on the floor." "No, we're OK." I heard Pam hesitate. People were in camper shells, the backs of cars, other tents, and they were all bailing. It was below freezing out there. "OK. Well, maybe we'll see you tomorrow at breakfast then." "OK." Anything to make her go away. "Do you know where Derek is? He doesn't seem to be in his tent." "Um, he's in here." "Oh. No wonder you're so warm." She laughed and I heard her say something to someone outside the tent. There was whispering and giggling in the distance and I was sure the story was being passed from group to group. "Have a good night then." "You too." We lay silently, side by side under the sleeping bag which no longer felt too warm. No legs pressed against mine, no hands roamed across my body. "Great," Derek said finally. "Now everyone knows what we were up to." "No one knows what we were up to," I said. "And fuck 'em if they did," Nate said. "That's easy for you to say. These are my friends." "My friends would think it was hot." "Your friends are theater people." Nate could have reacted to that. I knew what Derek meant--he meant that maybe they were gay, that maybe Nate was gay. Derek is like that sometimes. He's athletic and always has been and his friend have always been and that still means homophobia. Maybe not spoken, but there. "Yeah, I guess a lot of us are exhibitionists," Nate said, ignoring the hook. I silently blessed him. Nate knows how to not care what someone thinks. Especially if not caring might get him what he wants. The sounds outside were fading as cars started and slowly pulled away, taking the bustling people who'd been deconstructing tents with them. "Maybe we should turn off that lantern," Derek said, his back to me once again. Nate sat up a little. "Derek? Before we go to sleep, I just wanted to tell you that I really was enjoying that. So, thanks." "That's OK." "Looked like you were enjoying yourself, too." Derek rolled over to face us. "Well, who wouldn't be?" "Yeah, she gives great head." Nate sighed. "I don't suppose you'd . . .? "I'm not hard anymore." "Hey, me either." Nate peeled back the sleeping bag, quick as ever to demonstrate. "That was a rude interruption." Surprisingly, Derek looked, and kept looking long enough for us to catch him at it. "I, um, forgot you weren't circumcised. I mean, Lissie said you weren't." "Yeah, it's weird, I know. I used to hate gym--everyone staring. My father's European and he thought it was barbaric. Anyway, now that I don't have to take gym anymore I'm glad I wasn't. I can do this." He started massaging the head with his foreskin and his cock, already growing from the thrill of being exposed, sprang quickly to life. Nate was slow and sensual in his movements. It was obvious he was enjoying himself, though how much was from the stroking and how much from the audience I couldn't tell. "Feels good like that?" Derek put his hand beneath the sleeping bag and I felt it brush my thigh as he reached for his own cock. "Oh, yeah. You do it, Lissie." I took over from him, pulling and pressing his foreskin, rolling it back and forth gently but firmly over his dripping head. Whether it was the foreskin or not, Nate got very wet. "Mmm, like heaven." He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, wiggling his hips against my motion. I snuck a peek at Derek and found him riveted. "Sorry," Nate said, opening his eyes again. "Lost myself for a minute there. So what do you do?" "Just, you know." Derek shifted his eyes away and moved his hand from his cock to my breast. "Not really. You may find this hard to believe but I've never actually watched another guy jerk off." "You pull on it, like--" He took his hand off my breast and used it to make a cartoonish jerking motion in the air. "Ouch." "Well, not so rough like that." Derek looked frustrated. "Here, like this." He pulled the covers off us, revealing his cock which was mostly hard. He made a few tentative movements. Embarrassment was clearly printed on his face and, to my highly trained eye, he seemed to be getting softer, not harder. "Let Lissie do it," Nate said. "One in each hand." I was still fondling Nate. Now I reached my other hand to Derek and started to stroke him too. "You don't think that's hot?" Nate asked Derek, nodding his head towards the alignment of our naked groins splayed across the tent: Nate hard and handled, me wet and open, Derek growing rapidly beneath my busy fingers. "A little." It's not easy juggling two cocks, each one requiring a different technique and rhythm. "I don't have the same sense for him," I told Nate quietly. Derek's eyes were half closed and I could see he was feeling it. "It's harder without the foreskin. I worry about being too rough." "You're not," Derek said, thrusting his hips towards me. "So go down on him again." Nate pressed me towards Derek. I let go of him and started to slide down towards Derek's cock but Nate's voice stopped me. "Or, better yet. Fuck her for me." Derek opened his eyes. "Are you nuts? "Maybe, but I'm dying for it." "It's what you've been angling for this whole time, isn't it?" "Yeah." "What? Why?" Derek, having a desire to do, but not to see or be seen, and certainly not to share, didn't get it. As turned on as I was, even I couldn't really understand what Nate was getting out of it. "Maybe I can't explain, but thinking about you and her and your cock has been driving me wild for weeks. I want to see a big cock sliding into her, her pussy stretched around it, and her face contorted with pleasure. I don't have a cock like that to fuck her with. If I did, maybe I wouldn't need you, but I don't, so I do. Make sense?" Derek shook his head. "OK, think of it like this: it's live porn with Lissie in it." "Please, Derek," I pleaded. "Please fuck me." "We've got this entire campground to ourselves," Nate said. "We're probably the only idiots for miles. No one can hear her scream. Fuck her really hard for me, buddy. Please?" "And then what? You'll have sloppy seconds" "I don't mind. Hey, we all use condoms anyway, right? "Right," I agreed. "I don't know. I'm not sure I could watch you." "Listen, you do your thing and then if it doesn't feel right, we all go to sleep. I don't need anything. I'll be jerking off to this for months, I promise you." "No, if I do, you do. I'm not going to hog her." "OK, so let's do it. We're all horny as hell. What's stopping us?" Nate was horny as hell. I was horny as hell. I looked at Derek's cock, not far from my face. It was drooping slightly but there was also a drop of pre-cum lingering on the head. If he wasn't horny as hell now, he had been and would be again. I sat up and reached for my overnight bag. "Shit." "What's wrong?" Nate asked. We'd come so close. "I've only got one condom." I scrambled to explain my lack of foresight. "Well, we're only here for one night and I didn't know we were going to be doing this--that's for sure--and anyway," as I explained to Derek, "Nate really likes the oral so sometimes we don't even--. Too much information, right?" "So we only have one condom," Nate said. "We only need one. I already said I was fine." "It's your night." "And I choose to watch you with my night. Please, you don't even have to finish. Just start, I'm begging you. I'll jerk off. Carefully. Way over here." "Wait! My purse. I forgot about my emergency condom." I dug through our pile of belongings for my purse and triumphantly pulled out a second condom. "That's our Lissie. Such a girl scout." Nate leaned over and kissed me deeply. "Better get him warmed up again," he said. Derek was only at half mast. I quickly scooted over to his cock, giving it a gentle all-over lick to start with. "Forget I'm here," he told Derek. I felt him move away from me and saw Derek close his eyes. Good. I gave him the blow job of his life, starting hard to get him hard then going light and teasing to make him hungry for more. I knew from experience that the best way to get him in the mood for a good hard fuck was to hold back during foreplay, to make him need to take it from me. He was squirming when I slowed down, then the squirming changed to muttering--my name and other inarticulate murmurings. His hands got heavy on my head. He knows better than to try to control me but the pressure was telling me what he needed. I didn't give it to him. Normally by now he would have caved--flipping me over and drilling me hard, but tonight he was torn. It was going to take even more. I started alternating--some fast and then some slow--getting close to giving him enough and then backing off again until finally the rage of his lust burst free. He ripped me off his dick, pulling me up and over and onto my back. "You want me to fuck? I'll fuck." I could barely hold him off to get the condom on "Do it quick," he said, gritting his teeth. I had it on in record time and the moment I released his cock, he plunged it deep within me, all the way to the root with a thundering bang. The way I needed it, the way I loved it. I almost came right there. I was so turned on and he was so huge and hard that every stroke was pushing me over the next crest. I lost track of Nate, lost track even of Derek. He asked nothing from me but to absorb. We were wild together, beyond what we had ever been, pushed to the edge by Nate's silent presence and all the night's teasing. It was a fury that couldn't last for long. He came inside me with a final, violent thrust, wrenching one more scream from me as he carelessly drove too deep. He put his head against my neck and we breathed ragged breaths together, joined and drained. "Oh God, Lissie. Oh God. That was so hot, so beautiful." Nate was pushing himself between me and Derek, kissing me all over, causing Derek to slide away from me as he encroached further. "Sweetheart, I'm so hard. Touch me." He pulled my head down to his cock and I took it in, pouring the pleasure of my orgasms out of my mouth and over him. He was panting beneath me, louder than I'd ever heard him. I backed off. "No, don't tease. Not tonight. I can't stand anymore." I pushed him into orgasm roughly, continuing to suck and lick as hard as I could until his moans turned to gasps and the last bit of semen had been swallowed. Then I gentled on him, my mouth warm and sweet against his softening dick. When I let it pop free, he pulled me up for a kiss. He loved to kiss me after a blowjob, long and intimately, and tonight he was particularly needy. When he was finished, I turned to Derek, worried that he was feeling left out. He had a blank expression and his dick was lying limp between his legs. I leaned into him to kiss him but he turned away. "Don't now." "Are you sorry?" Nate asked. "Please don't say you are." "No, it was OK. Like you said--live porn." "Good." "Was it everything you hoped?" "Unbelievable. Lissie?" "I'm still horny." They looked at each other and laughed. "Believable," they said together. Nate reached down and paddled his fingers in my pussy. I wiggled my encouragement. "This girl needs more." "You could show me the oral. For real this time." "You'd be OK with that?" Derek shrugged. "Sure. Make her scream." No one asked if it was OK with me, but it was. The few orgasms I'd had while Derek fucked me were only a warm-up and going down on Nate, listening to his amazing response, had pushed me back into the red zone. I needed to cum. Nate settled between my thighs and I took his head between my hands, running them through his hair, anticipating what was to come. He started with slow, long licks, building my excitement level and bathing my clit in my own juices. I silently urged him to get on with it and when he wrapped his mouth around my clit and started a firm sucking pressure I moaned in relief. Finally. Fucking feels great but all the girth and length in the world can't match the intense, focused pleasure of a mouth applied right where I needed it. Nate used his tongue and lips to knead and tease me, taking me to ever higher levels, until my orgasm broke and I screamed, just like he'd said I would, gasping and bucking against him. His hands were strong on my thighs, holding me steady as he kept licking through the waves of pleasure, pushing me higher and deeper into the orgasm until I peaked and the pleasure was suddenly too much and I pulled away from, rather than pressed towards, his seeking mouth. Nate knew to be gentle once I was done coming. He pulled back from my clit and dove lower into my pussy, slurping at the juices running freely and raising, now and then, for another lick at my clit. Each lick made me shiver, the feeling of pleasure returning slowly, until I was as consumed as I'd been before and more so. Through the haze of my next impending orgasm I felt Derek's hands on me, his mouth nuzzling against my neck. He was rambling against my ear, oh God, and Lissie, and So hot, and Cum for me, cum for us, and I did. Nate was ruthless this time, knowing he could push me harder. I thought it might never end, that there might be no top to this peak, and then I was tumbling down the other side, hearing my own shuddering breath in the suddenly silent tent. Nate went back to settling laps at my pussy, running his hands along my inner thighs and over my stomach, calming me down for the next assault on my senses. "How many times can she do that?" I heard Derek ask. "Depends." Nate's mouth left my pussy. "She's pretty wild tonight. A few more maybe." "Well, don't use her up." "Mmph," I said. By that I meant: no one is paying attention to me. "Hang on," Nate said. He bent back to me and pushed me quickly, brutally, up and over in a way that only he could, snapping me from aroused to almost painfully pleased in under a minute, leaving me to come back down on my own. "That should hold her for a minute. You wanted to try?" "No, you go ahead. But maybe when you're done, I could fuck her again. I'm kind of hard." "So I see. Sure. She's usually good for a couple more that way even when she can't take anymore this way." "I can't take anymore," I mumbled, my clit still throbbing from the last one. "Yeah, right," Nate said and I heard Derek laugh against my ear. "One more, baby." "Nicely," I pleaded. "Do me nicely." "Nice it is." Nate went slowly this time, using his fingers inside me to create a delicious contrast--the sharp sweetness of his mouth sucking gently on my clit and the churning, all-body throbbing of his fingers stroking my G-spot. I lay as still as I could, letting him work, the pressure of Derek's body helping mine feel anchored beneath the dreamy double onslaught. As I began moaning helplessly I felt Derek's mouth against mine, sucking down my moans and swallowing them, holding the pleasure between us so that it increased in scope and intensity. A current of electricity bound us, from Nate to me to Derek and when I came it completed the circuit. Even my fingertips buzzed from the full-body shock of sweetness that swept through me, pitching me up into a star-filled night sky and wafting me back to a warm tent glowing with candlelight and love. I was overcome. Nate moved so he was lying next to me and Derek shifted to give him some room. They leaned across me, watching my chest rise and fall as they talked, their arms draped across my abdomen together. "Is she OK?" Derek asked. "She will be." "I've never done this, made her like that." "You do something different. It's all good. Right, Lissie?" "Fuck me," I said, the dreaminess wearing off and the longing for pure, raw passion returning. I needed the last bit of horniness banged out of me. "Fuck her," Nate said. He reached behind my head and took the condom from where it had been pushed back against the tent in my frenzied thrashing and gave it to Derek. "It's our last one." "Use it." He guided my unresisting hand to his cock. I felt the heat and sensuously slippery foreskin against my palm and started stroking in a rhythm that needed no thought. Somewhere above me, Derek was putting on a condom. I could hear foil rattling and feel his legs separate mine, more widely than Nate's head had. He pressed deep within me, laying against my body to maximize our contact, his hands on my arms as I continued to massage Nate nestled next to us. Derek moved slowly until the heat took hold of us all. I can only guess what we did, what I did. I know that my throat was sore, that muscles ached and throbbed and every movement for days was a reminder of that night. I know that when the dust settled, Derek was shuddering and Nate's cum was splashed across my face. Nate traced his cum with his fingertip, sliding it into my mouth. I sucked on his finger sleepily then rolled my head towards Derek. He met my eyes and leaned down to kiss me, his tongue swirling gently inside my cum-flavored mouth. Slowly he drew back, lips lingering against mine, a smile playing about them. "We'd better get to sleep if we're going to be any use tomorrow." "You think we'll be able to get out tomorrow?" Nate asked. "You never know," Derek said, rolling over and pulling the sleeping bag over himself. "We might as well be ready. Besides, I'm exhausted." "Me too," I said, moving against Derek to spoon him. "And anyway. . ." "And anyway what?" Nate asked, putting out the lantern and snuggling up behind me. "And anyway, we're out of condoms." As I drifted off to sleep, my arm across Derek's stomach and Nate's groin tucked snugly against my ass, I heard him whisper in my ear, "Next time, bring more." If you enjoyed this story, please send me feedback. Hearing from readers like you is what makes the time I spend writing stories worthwhile. My Gym Fantasy It had been a hard long day and a session in the gym was just what I needed. The changing room was empty so I slipped out my suit quickly but decided to keep my knickers on under my tracksuit pants. They were a pair of black trunk style briefs with lycra in so I knew they would hold me neatly in place as I made my way around the bikes and other equipment. An hour later and I was done and pleased with my efforts. I made my way back to the changing room and found it quite full. I started to pull off my clothes and get ready for a shower and as my tracksuit bottoms fell to the floor, I remembered what I was wearing beneath! There must have been about 10 blokes in there and my heart stopped. I acted all natural and took off my teeshirt. They were not at all frilly, just black with a sheen to them so there was no reason for anyone to think anything of it. I slipped out of them too and locked my gear in the locker and headed to the shower unit. The shower area is open plan with about 6 shower heads in a 3 by 3 metre space. I set the water on hot and let it run over me for a couple of minutes. I was aware of people coming and going, but paid no attention. Until I caught two voices over the sound of the raining water. I thought I may have been imagining it but as I strained to hear I could definitely make out the words panties, knickers, cock and arse. I tried not to focus on the words, I could my cock already swelling into a semi. I turned in the shower faking a rinse off, but it was just to look at who was in here with me. The two guys looked away quickly allowing me to check them out. They were both average, and about my age of 30-35. Of course I checked downwards and my gaze fell on to nice looking cocks, one flaccid and about 4 inches long and the other I guessed was semi erect, it hung down but was 6 inches or so and pretty thick. Oh no, I thought to myself, what a mistake to make in the gym showers and low and behold as I turned my back to them my won six incher started to stand to attention. I carried on with my shower, but started to think what the hell and found myself bending over to wash down my lower legs. I heard the voices stop behind me and soon after so did the running water. I cast a glance back and coughed in surprise. There was only one guy, the smaller of the leaning on the back wall wanking his hard on, looking right at me. His cock had swollen and was now about 7 inches of hard meat sliding in and out of his fist. I looked around and the place seemed quiet, I looked him in the eye and dropped to my knees. With the water still cascading over my head, I opened my mouth wide and put out my tongue. He took my invitation and he walked towards me. When he got near enough my hand replaced his on his shaft and I drew his hard smooth tip into my mouth. His warm rigid cock slid nicely along my tongue and then nudged at the back of my throat. I clamped my mouth down on him and let him start to pump it in and out. As he fucked my mouth I reached down and stroked my own dick, now rock hard also! Then to my surprise and delight I felt a hand on my back and realised that his friend had joined us. These exploring hands and fingers wasted no time in heading to the crack of my arse where he began to push into and finger my arsehole. I wiggled my hips backwards encouraging him. He withdrew his attention briefly but then his fingers returned and I caught a fleeting smell of lube. I gasped a breath out around a mouthful of cock as I felt two finger push unannounced into me. He rotated his hand and pulled at my hole while his friend continued to fuck my mouth. His fingers left and my body suddenly jerked in reflex at something more intrusive at my entrance. Oh God I said, allowing dick to escape my mouth momentarily. Coated in lube, his tip pushed into me easily, but I had not had anything so big in me before. I let out a yell, but was quickly gagged by the cock stuffed back in my face. That's' 1 inch I was told by the voice behind me and my body nudged forward again as the announcement was updated, and that makes 2! His member felt massive as it was eased into my tight arse. He angled down and let his helmet rub my insides and give me pleasure like I have never had before. He slipped and I thought that the whole thing had impaled me, but no, it was feeling this good and I was only up to 4 inches. He somehow sensed my limit and just used this much to expertly fuck me. I was in heaven but was surprised to find my cock small and unhard when I reached down to touch it. Then the guy pulled out of my mouth and gestured for me to turn round. I did and the fat dick pulled out of my arse. Fuck it was big, about 9 inches I reckon and very thick, I had no idea how it got inside me! I was a bit repulsed however to see some brown shit on it. My impaler dutifully washed it under the shower and when I was happy it was clean I took it in my mouth. I hate letting my teeth get in the way of a good blow job, but I really had no choice with this one. I opened my mouth wide and it filled it straight away. His hand came around his shaft and he wanked while my mouth fucked the end. I heard groaning from behind me and the monster was taken away while his friend stepped in to shoot on my face. Even under the hot running water, his thcik wads of come felt hot against my skin. I slipped him into my mouth and sucked some tasty spunk from him. This seemed to be the last straw for his mate and he moved out of the way to allow the 9inch cannon back on the range. He was pumping it furiously until he suddenly held his breath, his body went rigid and then shot after shot after shot of come was launched at my face and open mouth. I sat on my haunches and caught my breath, but the two guys did not hang around. I stayed under the shower as I heard the hurried noises of clothes being put on.. The door shut behind them ad I heard voices, suddenly remembering that I was in the Gym. I stood up and licked my lips clean as the remaining come washed away. My arse was sore as I walked back over to my locker and I felt as if it had just been a dream. I opened my locker and some paper fell out. On it was simply written, 'Nice knickers!' I think I will wear them next time I go too... My Gym Fantasy It's a Friday at 2am in the morning and after doing some cuddling and watching a movie in our bed we decide to head to 24 Hour Fitness for a workout. Although we don't typically work out at this time we missed our usual workout time of 12pm due to a hectic schedule between the both of us. You proceed to get dressed for the gym in one of your 'sexier' outfits. I tell you how fantastic you look in that blue sports bra, those skin tight shorts you're wearing (they look almost like booty shorts!), and your dirty blonde hair pulled back tight in a pony tail. I mention to you how much of a tease you are when you wear outfits like this and you reply by telling me "I do it just for you babe". I smile upon hearing that and then grab your hand as we get in the car and head to the gym. Upon arrival at the gym we notice that there's only 2 cars in the parking lot not including ours. This doesn't surprise us as it's a Friday night and everyone is likely out at the bars getting wasted. We enter the front door of the gym and the lady behind the counter (who seems rather preoccupied by what appears to be piles of college homework) scans our gym cards and checks us in. We both head straight for the locker rooms to put our gym bags away and then we meet up on by the free weights to start our workout. Friday is our chest workout day I suggest that we warm up with a little bench press. I'm glad I have you there to spot me because sometimes that little extra push helps more than you know. I warm up with the bar and then slowly add weight to it until I'm good to start lifting heavy. I put on 275lbs and start with my first set. You take advantage of my inconvenient situation and proceed to make sexual gestures at me rubbing your clit through your pants and using your other hand to rub your breasts at the same time. You can hear me gasp for air as I painfully drive out my last few reps of that set. Once I catch my breath I stand up and grab my ass very discreetly with my hand. I whisper in your ear that you shouldn't tease me like that while I'm working out or someone could get hurt. You whisper back telling me that the gym is empty and it's not like anyone is going to see us. I smile and nod but continue to get back to my workout. I start with my second set of bench press adding more weight this time. Before I even get 2 reps down I notice you've started at it again with your teasing except this time you decide to straddle me on the bench I'm laying on and grind yourself against my cock. I instantly put the weight back on the rack and you point out that I'm very hard all of a sudden. I respond by saying "Gee, I wonder why?". You look around and don't see anyone in the gym except the girl at the front desk who is in a world of her own and far out of sight. You start to take off your sports bra top and right as I am about to object you put your hand over my mouth and tell me to shush. You tell me that no one is going to catch us because we are the only ones here. It doesn't take much convincing me because after a quick look around I can clearly tell this place is as dead as a graveyard. So there you are on top of me with your top off laying on the floor next to us. You stand up next and start to take your shorts off in a manner that is provocative and sexy. You watch me there laying on the bench and you can tell by the look on my face how turned on you're making me. I waste no time at all by quickly taking off my shirt and pants and laying back down on the bench anxiously awaiting you to hop on top of me and straddle me. You walk over towards me laying on the bench, completely naked with your tight, toned body... You proceed to sit on top of me and straddle me as I move your body up towards my face. You sit on my face as I begin to gently lick your clit and get you all wet. You let out little moans as my tongue flickers on your clit and you start to get more and more aroused. It turns from a gentle lick and slowly starts to get harder the more you moan. You use your hands and hold onto the bench press bar as you smother my face with your pussy. I can taste your wetness all over my mouth and it turns me on so much. You reach behind me while I'm eating your pussy and grab my huge hard cock and start to stroke it as I eat you out. I use my finger to fuck your pussy while I lick your clit with my tongue at the same time. About 10 minutes has passed already and your pussy is absolutely dripping wet. You beg for my cock and I tell you that you can have it... I stand up and position you on the ground on your knees. I look down at you as you grab my cock and start to stroke it, spit on it, and insert it in your mouth as you begin to suck it. All of a sudden we are startled by another man standing right next to us. He can tell by our facial expressions how shocked we are and doesn't hesitate to ask if I need some help. I look down at you before responding to him and you just smile at me which is all I need to invite him to join us. I tell him that you've been a naughty little slut and I can't think of any better way to punish you than to give you two cocks to fuck. He quickly gets out of his gym clothes and stands right next to me while you are still down there on your knees sucking my cock. While you're sucking on me you grab his hard throbbing cock with your other hand and admire how big and firm it is. You begin to stroke his hard cock as you suck mine at the same time, eventually switching to sucking his cock and jerking me off with your other hand. We both look down at you while you take turns sucking us and jerking us off. He grabs the back of your head while you're sucking on his cock and puts it as deep in your throat as he can. You start to gag as he bottoms out on the back of your throat and the saliva starts to run down your chin, on to your breasts, and down to your throbbing, wet, pussy. You rub your breasts and play with your tits as you deep throat his cock. He pulls out and you switch to my cock taking it in the exact same fashion as you took his. There's so much saliva running down you now that it looks like someone came all over your face ten times. It's turning me on so much watching you please us both. I grab you by your wrist and pull you to your feet. I spank your ass very hard as I tell you that it's time for you to get fucked by two hard cocks. I tell you how you're my dirty little slut and you know how much I love watching you get all your holes filled by multiple cocks. He lays down on the bench press and I tell you to get on top of him and ride his cock. You do this facing away from him (think reverse cowgirl style). You start to ride him slow at first and then faster and faster. I play with your tits, suck on them, and use my other hand to stroke my cock as I watch you ride him. You make dirty faces at me while you ride his huge cock and moan in pleasure. You can see by my face how turned on I am just watching you and as a result this makes you get more and more into it. You lean over and start to suck my cock as you continue to ride his cock over and over with it thrusting in and out of your dripping wet pussy. I grab you by the arm again and tell you to get up and be a good little slut. You do as I say and I trade places with him laying down on the bench. This time you get on top of me and ride me (facing me this time) while he stands there and you jerk him off. I ask you if you like my hard cock pounding away at your tight little pussy while you ride me. You nod your head and tell me you love it. Our friend reaches down into his gym bag on the floor next to us and grabs a ball gag out of it and asks me if he can use it on you. I smile and tell him yes, please do. He gets behind you and straps the ball gag around your neck good and tight as he inserts the ball in your mouth and it silences your load moaning. I tell him how much better this is because now we can really fuck this little slut good and hard and make her scream all we want with no one hearing it. I pull you down towards me and tell you that it's time for you to have a cock in your pussy and ass at the same time. At first you squirm around when I tell you this and try to fight it off but I lightly slap your face and tell you that the more you resist it the harder we will fuck you. He grabs the lube from his gym bag and applies a liberal amount of it to both his cock and your tight little asshole. He starts by fingering your ass with one of his fingers while you continue to ride my cock. Upon insertion of his finger into your ass you squirm and moan through your gag. I tell you to let it happen and relax. After warming up your tight little ass with his finger he gets in behind you in a doggy style position and prepares to fuck your tight ass with his huge hard cock. He sticks the tip in slowly as you let out muffled moans from behind your gag. Eventually he slowly works his entire cock into your ass at which point you begin to loosen up and start to feel good. Faster and faster you start to ride us both. You ride my hard cock on top of me as I lay there against the bench as he fucks your tight little asshole doggy style from behind. We're so close that I can almost feel his cock pumping in and out of you as my cock does the same. I ask you how you like having a cock in your pussy and ass at the same time and how you like being double penetrated. You moan loudly through your gag and nod your head to tell me how much you like it. I slap your tits as you ride me and from behind he plays with them as well as he spanks your ass and continues to pound away at your ass. You know that my biggest turn on is double penetrating you with another guy and this makes you fuck us both even harder just knowing how much it turns me on. We're all dripping sweat as we continue to fuck you. You grab ahold of the bench press bar and use it to push your weight against. We're no longer doing the thrusting as you are using the bench press bar as a means to move your body back and forth as you grind on both of our cocks, one in the pussy and one in the ass. You lean down towards my face as I kiss your neck. I pull the gag out of your mouth and let it hand around your neck. The first thing you do once that gag comes out is shove your sexy tongue into my mouth and kiss me so deeply and passionately as we continue to work your pussy and ass at the same time. Now that your gag is out you begin to get more vocal. You tell us how you've been a naughty little slut and deserve to get all of your holes fucked all night long by our two big cocks. You whisper in my ear how much you love two cocks and how you wish we would do this more often. I reply by telling you that I'd love to do this anytime you want. We abruptly stop and he and I switch positions, this time you ride him on top while I fuck your ass from behind doggy style. I can feel my balls slap against your ass as I spank it hard enough to leave a red hand print and continue to fuck you. He sucks on your tits and you begin to kiss him good and hard as I grab your hair from behind and pull it as I continue to fuck your ass. I pull out of your ass, wipe my cock off with my gym towel, and you start to suck it while still riding his cock. You suck my cock for a few minutes before you tell me that you want your ass fucked more to which I happily oblige. After a good thirty minutes of us double penetrating you and taking turns switching back and forth on your pussy and ass, we position you laying on your back on the bench press. I sit on the edge of the bench press and begin to insert my cock into your tight pussy as I start to fuck you harder and harder. He is on the other end and has you taking turns sucking on both his cock and balls while I pound away at your pussy. You slobber all over his cock as you take it as deep into your throat as you can and moan in pleasure. I fuck your pussy harder and harder to make sure you get a good hard fucking. I slap your tits and rub your nipples as I continue to fuck you. Eventually I pull my cock out of your pussy and begin to fuck your ass instead. I do this back and forth numerous times before eventually reaching over and grabbing a dildo out of the gym bag. I have you use your hand and fuck your pussy with the dildo as I use my cock to fuck your ass. You rub your clit and fuck your pussy with the dildo while I thrust my hard cock in and out of your tight ass at the same time. You love having your pussy, ass, and mouth all filled up at the same time and moan as you have all of your holes pleasured. I bend you over and put you on the bench press on your hands and knees. I grab another toy from the gym bag, this time it's a butt plug. I insert it into your tight little ass as you suck on his cock from the other end. He and I switch positions and this time I have you sucking on my cock while he fucks your pussy good and hard while that butt plug is still tightly placed in your ass. You can feel his pelvis slapping against yours as he fucks you harder and harder. I grab the back of your head and start to use my cock to actually fuck your mouth. You start to gag a bit as I do this and saliva runs down your face and all over your sweaty body. You moan in pleasure and keep telling us how you need two cocks to get off. TO BE CONTINUED...