2 comments/ 30230 views/ 21 favorites Here to Help Ch. 01 By: susurrus By now, those of you who've read many of my previous stories know that, for the most part, I usually try for some semblance of realism. This story is pure fantasy, as you'll quickly see if you read further. I do warn a select group of people: the men in this story do a lot of very NON-straight things in it, and it happens quickly. So, if male bisexuality is a problem for you, please back out and read one of the other fine stories this site has to offer. * I fired up the computer, intent on settling in for a nice, long masturbation session. The wife was away for the weekend, and I had nothing I had to do, nowhere I had to be. It was the first such weekend I'd had in quite a while, and planned to take full advantage. On the computer desk sat a dildo, one I'd used several times before while surfing the web for porn with my cock in hand. Many was the hour I'd sat with that fake dick stretching my asshole while stroking myself, as I gazed at pictures, read stories or watched movies of the various sexual activities that turned me on. Beside the dildo was a bottle of lube, both to ease the way for it into my butt, but also so that I could edge my way through an hour or more of jacking off, without damaging my most prized anatomical feature. Now, my interests regarding porn are varied. Being a mostly hetero guy, anything where two women go at it together is definitely fair game. Straight action is most certainly in the equation, and a number of fetishes play large in my naughty activities. However, given all that, I must admit to having watched the occasional gay vid, and over the last ten years or so, male bisexuality is a pretty big fantasy. Therefore, I'm not averse to looking at a guy sucking another guy off, or taking a cock in the ass, especially if there's a hot woman having fun right there alongside them. And it happened that I was playing a video on one of the tube sites, watching a hot girl and two guys going at it in every possible combination, my lubricated cock stiff and very happy, when the pop-up indicating an incoming e-mail lit up the lower right corner of my screen. It's habit to turn on my e-mail when I'm online, just in case any of my friends happens to send me a message. I'm old enough, I don't feel compelled to spend all my time on social networking sites, telling the world about every minute, boring detail of my life. No, the friends I have online are a select bunch, who I've spent quite a bit of time getting to know. Therefore, when I get an e-mail from them, I know I want to check it out. I paused the video I was watching just as the blond guy was lining himself up with the brunette guy's ass, while the brunette was licking the girl's pussy. Going to e-mail, I discovered the message wasn't from any of my friends, but from my Internet Provider. This wasn't anything new, so I almost ignored it for the moment, figuring on checking out later what they wanted. However, the subject line really caught my eye. It read: "Answer your door." Just then, the front doorbell rang. What the fuck? This was like any number of weird conspiracy movies. Or when Neo got drawn into the Matrix. How the hell could this happen? Or was it simply a massively incredible coincidence? The fact of the matter was: somebody was waiting at the front door, and I needed to go see who it was, and what they wanted. Ducking into the bathroom, I rinsed the lube off my hand and my cock, then threw on a pair of thin running shorts, so as not to embarrass myself and whoever might be waiting for me. Nevertheless, it was going to be sort of embarrassing, anyway, because the shorts I'd gotten into did very little to hold back or hide my erect cock. I'd screwed around too much already, though, and I know what a pain-in-the-ass it is to be left waiting at someone's door when you know they're home. Hoping nobody'd notice my hard-on behind the thin nylon, I headed for the front door. Looking through the peep-hole, I realized I didn't recognize either person who stood there, but they looked kind of official, so I figured they'd be back if I tried blowing them off. A quick glance to my shorts revealed my erection still hadn't gone down significantly, so I suddenly found myself hoping they would notice my stiff cock pushing out the fabric, get embarrassed, and go the fuck away. With a deep breath, I grabbed the knob and swung the door open wide. At first glance, they resembled something out of the movie "Men in Black." They were both dressed in nondescript black: the man in a suit, the woman in a tight skirt that fell roughly mid-thigh. Both wore thin black ties and jackets. The man was maybe my own age, about my build, the woman was maybe a bit older, but still fell well into the "MILF" category. She was a stunning. I'm not really much of a judge of male flesh -- well, except maybe for what hangs between a man's legs, anyhow -- but I guessed that he could have been called "ruggedly handsome." He spoke. "Mr. Robert Smith?" "That's me," I replied. They already knew who I was and where I lived, so there was little sense in trying to deny it. "May we come in?" This, I hadn't expected, so I hesitated a moment, finally stammering, "Uh... sure," then stepping aside and inviting them in. When I closed the door behind them, the man introduced, "I'm Mr. Briggs. This is Vicki," he said, indicating his companion. I nodded in acknowledgment and mute greeting. "We're from your Internet Provider. We'd like to speak with you regarding your web habits." My heart started pounding, and a freezing wave swept through me. What the hell was this guy talking about? Vicki placed the satchel she carried on the floor, fished out a tablet computer and tapped the face a couple times. When she held the screen up to show me, to my horror, the video I was watching just before answering the door was playing. "Before you jump to conclusions, you aren't in any trouble," Briggs assured me. Yeah, sure. Then why confront me like this? I wondered if my wife had finally gotten fed up with my screwing off at the computer with my cock in hand and was trying to corner me into something. "Your wife doesn't know about your internet habits, Mr. Smith," Vicki said, with a hint of a rasp to her voice. "How do you know that?" I asked suspiciously. "Trust us," Mr. Briggs told me. "There's been no activity to indicate that." "How do you know all this?" I whined with rising paranoia. "Your internet activity is monitored. Everyone's is. It helps us... understand our users better, and how better to serve them. "It also helps us know when to intervene." Vicki tapped at her tablet again, then read from it. "Bibuttboi511, bihubby2344 and cokskrwannabe. Are these aliases you have used in the past? For chat rooms and the like?" Jesus! What the hell was going on? I couldn't believe it! They were watching the web sites I was going to? How long had this been happening? "We've paid close attention to what you've told others in your online chats, and want to help," Briggs said, falling to his knees and pulling at the elastic waistband of my shorts. He was so close to my crotch, my half hard cock popped free and nearly hit him in the nose. Wasting no time and giving me no chance to think or protest, he opened his mouth and took me down his throat. And I mean down his throat! While I'm not hung like a porn star, I've still got a respectable length of penis to contend with, and this man swallowed me like I was no more than an inch or two. Now, my fantasies had usually been of the "bottom" sort, meaning I primarily thought about being the one doing the sucking and being penetrated. I figured, I already knew what it was like being the one doing the penetrating, I was curious as to what it was like to be on the other side of that interaction. Nevertheless, what was being done to my cock was amazing! Having never had any kind of intimate activity with a man, I had no idea what it could feel like. I can't say I liked what he did with his mouth more than I liked any of the women who'd done it before, but he certainly did know his way around a cock. For a brief moment, I felt a twinge about doing this without my wife's knowledge. I wasn't sure she'd approve. In fact, I rather doubted she would. I'd never cheated on her before, and had a difficult time thinking I could make myself do so now. "She'll never know," Vicki purred, placing the tablet back in her bag and stepping over to me. I wondered suddenly how she knew what I'd been thinking, but my ability to reason was abruptly stripped from me when the beautiful woman reached up, wrapped her hand around the back of my head, then pulled my face down to hers in a scorching kiss. When she released my head, she said, "In fact, if you'd like, we can wipe your memory of this ever happening, so you needn't worry about guilt later." Vaguely, I thought it humorous how much like "Men in Black" that sounded, but didn't dwell on it. No, I was getting too drunk on what was happening, how unreal it was, how incredible. As the gorgeous Vicki kissed me, I felt thin, small fingers begin to cup and caress my balls while the talented Mr. Briggs worked his magic on my cock. I wasn't sure what exactly was happening, but my body certainly liked it, and my brain was following along. When I felt a hand reach between my legs and begin to probe my ass, I was already so lost in the sensations and pure surreality of the moment that my only reaction was a low moan. It didn't matter whose hand it was there, it felt too fucking good to lodge any type of protest. I'd been fantasizing about a situation like this for so long, I was only barely able to convince myself I wasn't dreaming. The way it was happening certainly emphasized the dream possibility, but any dream sex I'd ever had had never felt anything close to this. While Vicki continued to kiss me and play with my balls and Briggs continued to slowly work a finger toward my wanting asshole and expertly worked his magic at my cock, I felt Vicki's free hand guide one of mine to her full, lovely breasts. Since I had both hands free, I lifted the other to join it. "Tear my shirt open, Bob," Vicki pulled slightly away from me and purred. "Let me feel your hands on my bare tits. I know you want to feel them." I was being brainwashed by these two, but I didn't really give a damn. Without bothering to stop kissing, I fumbled for the spectacular woman's shirt, then gave a mighty tug with both hands when I found what I was looking for. I felt and heard, rather than saw, buttons pop, but when I reached out once again, I felt soft, feminine skin beneath my hands, and round, beautiful breasts only barely hidden by a lacy brassiere. Since I'd been told to rip her shirt open, I reached around the cups of her bra and pulled with all my strength, reveling in the sound of rending fabric. This time when I reached out, I felt smooth, womanly curves under my fingers. Briggs then gave a push and I felt his finger slip into my asshole. My orgasm became immediately imminent, but I didn't want to be out of the action so soon. "Hold on," I gasped, pulling away with some reluctance from Vicki's delicious lips. "I'm gonna cum, but I don't want to get off too fast." Briggs never hesitated, but if anything, began to work harder at pleasuring my cock. Since her companion was occupied, Vicki said, "Go ahead and cum, Bob. You'll be fine." She then gave my balls a gentle squeeze. While Mr. Briggs sucked my cock and fingered my asshole, and the spectacular Vicki kissed me and played with my balls and let me play with her fabulous tits, I let my orgasm wash over me. As I moaned uncontrollably into this amazing woman's mouth, I fired shot after shot of cum, oblivious to whether Briggs was still sucking me, or if I was simply spraying the room. When I finally came to, Mr. Briggs straightened, wearing a closed-mouth grin, then leaned forward to Vicki's and my mouth. He then proceeded to kiss us both, letting my cum leak from his lips, coating our kiss in my love fluid. Now, I'd never kissed a man before, had never even dreamt of doing so, but I had no qualms about this, and just gave in to the wantonness of what we were doing. Before long, all three of our chins and cheeks were pretty well coated in jizz, and when we backed away from each other, we all grinned. And remarkably enough, instead of feeling wiped out like I usually did after cumming, I found myself still ready and rarin' to go. In fact, my cock was still hard, and I didn't feel the dull ache at the base that I normally felt after an orgasm. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I felt like I was going to be able to go indefinitely. All of a sudden, I was struck with an incredible wave of lust. I pulled Mr. Briggs to me and began to lick my cum off his face, and when I'd finished with him, I grabbed Vicki around the waist and drew her in close, cleaning her face exactly the same way. I'd never felt so desperate to taste my cum after a climax, but I certainly couldn't help myself now. This was already the fulfillment of any number of fantasies I had, even without my wife present, and it seemed I was going to get to do just about anything I wished with these people. I'd never undressed another man before, but I turned back from the beautiful Vicki and reached out for Briggs' clothes. I slowly and methodically removed his suit, while Vicki looked on. In fact, as I swept the jacket off his shoulders to the floor and began to pull his tie out, I glanced over to find her sitting on the arm of the couch with a hand firmly working at the crotch of a very sexy pair of panties. When Briggs' tie fluttered to the floor, I turned my face to him, then to Vicki. With a wicked grin in her direction, I placed my hands either side of the buttons on his shirt, then yanked, just as I'd done hers. I grinned at the moan I heard from both her throat as well as Mr. Briggs'. Pushing his now-button-less shirt off his shoulders, I had to admit, Briggs had a pretty decent physique. Not Adonis-like, by any means, but very nice, even so. I then unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers. Before I pulled them down to expose the bulge I could now readily see, I knelt to remove his shoes and socks. With him finally barefoot, I reached up, hooked my fingers around the top of both his pants and underwear and tugged. Briggs' hard cock, having caught in the waistband of his boxers on the way down, bounced free of the elastic, the tip brushing my cheek, leaving a wet, warm trail of pre-cum across my face. Oh my god. I'd never been so close to another cock before, but this thing was gorgeous! I was almost afraid to touch it, but easily overcame that reluctance and ran my hands up his thighs, letting them home in on the stiffness before me. Briefly I framed his hard-on and balls with the thumb and forefinger of each hand, before lightly grasping the firm shaft and caressing up and back. I wanted to take him in my mouth right away, but this impulse I did resist, deciding there'd be plenty of time for that later. Briggs and Vicki seemed to be in no hurry, so I took that as permission to take as much time as I liked. For the moment, Vicki and her luscious breasts and - no doubt - incredible pussy were forgotten, as I marveled at the cock before me. This was the first time I'd ever held a hard, thick, warm penis that wasn't my own, and I liked it. The thing that's most remarkable about an erect cock, is how soft it really is. The skin's so smooth, it belies how urgently rigid all the blood-filled tissues beneath are. From my own personal experience, when a cock's this aroused, all those nerve endings seem to really come alive, making any gentle touch a deliciously intense sensation. Slowly, I stroked up and down his cock, marveling at what another man's cock felt like in my hand. I could hardly wait to find out what it felt and tasted like in my mouth, but I wanted to get a feel for it first. Releasing his shaft, I gently feathered my fingers along his length, and smiled at the deep moan of appreciation I received in return. The old saying: "You have to have one to know how best to pleasure one" isn't entirely off the mark. I was doing things to Mr. Briggs' stiff cock that I knew worked for me, and if he felt anywhere near as good as I did when my wife played with me this way, I was doing just fine. When the clear drop appeared at the tip of his hard-on, I knew he was just aching to feel my lips wrapped around him, but just as I love for my wife to do, I leaned in, extended my tongue, and carefully flicked that drop away, only barely touching his pulsing member. Now, I'd tasted my pre-cum many times before. In fact, I thought it tasted better than my cum. I let Briggs' pre-cum drop sit on my tongue for a few seconds, then pulled it into my mouth and looked into Briggs' eyes as I made a show of swallowing it. From beside me, I heard Vicki moan in feminine harmony to her companion. Mr. Briggs' pre-cum was every bit as tasty as my own, and I could hardly wait for more. Still, I was still hard after my previous orgasm, and the idea of sucking my first cock just made my erection throb. Before I did that, though, I turned to Vicki and said, "Come down here. I want you to witness my first cock up close. It'll make it a lot hotter for me." With only a moan as a response, the lovely woman unzipped her skirt and wriggled out of it, then slicked off the skimpy panties she'd worn before kneeling beside me in front of Mr. Briggs' gorgeous cock. Her beautiful eyes were only inches from my face as she breathed, "Suck him, Bob. We know you want to. You know you want to. I want to see it. It's so fucking hot to watch two men fuck." With that kind of encouragement, I certainly wasn't going to back down. With a glance up to Mr. Briggs, I opened wide and pushed my face forward. Guiding the way with my tongue, I let Briggs' hard-on slide along that wet path into my waiting mouth. The taste wasn't much different than sucking on a clean finger, aside from a slight saltiness from pre-cum. What was most amazing was how wide my jaw had to open to let him in. Nowhere had I ever read how far apart your teeth need to be to not damage the guy you're sucking. I instantly had a better appreciation for what all those women go through while sucking their men. I wasn't going to let this bit of revelation deter me from what I'd started, though. I'd held fantasies of being in exactly this position for years, with the expectation that it'd always remain that: a fantasy. However, here I was, on my knees with a hard, throbbing cock in my mouth, with a gorgeous woman beside me watching. I jumped a little when I felt fingers on my balls, but I quickly got used to it, it felt so good. As Vicki fondled my balls and drooling cock, she purred, "This is so fucking hot, baby, watching Mr. Briggs' cock in your mouth. I hope you're enjoying yourself, because you'll be doing a lot of it while we're here." The only acknowledgment I could make to that was a long, low moan. "Kiss it," she then urged. "Let me see your lips on that beautiful cock." Was it submissive to so willingly do the things this woman prompted me to do? I wasn't sure, but I didn't really care at that point. If she wanted me to do something, I was ready to do it for her. Obediently following the pretty lady's suggestion, I pulled my mouth off Briggs' cock till my lips lightly kissed just the tip. Briefly, I sucked on the tip of his cock, parting my lips just enough to flick my tongue across the sensitive slit. I'd fantasized about something like this for quite a while, so if I had the chance to try some of the things I'd imagined for so long, I figured I'd try as many of them as I could. Here to Help Ch. 01 While Vicki continued caressing my cock and balls, I kissed and licked all around the head of Briggs' erection. Carefully, I traced the ridge around the head, then licked him from the tip to the edge. A couple times, I took the entire head in my mouth, then slowly moved back, putting slight suction on the sensitive flesh. Briggs was moaning steadily, and I was surprised he was still standing. I think I'd have probably needed to at least sit down long before this point. Still, he gave no indication that he needed to get off his feet, so I was satisfied to stay where I was to continue our play. I began to lick and suck my way down, then back up Briggs' shaft, the way my wife used to do me back in the days just after we were married. I lingered at the base of his cock and sucked, lapping my tongue over the nerve endings there, before making another trip toward the head. It then dawned on me: I was completely ignoring his balls! Considering how much I like having my balls played with and sucked on, I was surprised at myself for having forgotten such a sensitive part of the male anatomy. Rather than just fondling Briggs' testicles with my hand, I figured I'd do something else I'd fantasized about for a while... Kissing my way down his shaft once more, I kept going when I reached the base, going on down until my lips reached the loose skin on his balls. It was a little surprising to me to see how Mr. Briggs' balls still hung low and loose, rather than having tightened up against his body, especially after I'd been sucking him. Still, it just meant it'd be easier to take them in my mouth... so I did so. First one, then the other of Mr. Briggs' heavy nuts filled my mouth, and I made particularly sure to run my tongue all over them. I felt a presence above me and opened my eyes to find Vicki had taken my place on Briggs' cock. Her fingers still danced over my genitals, she'd just decided to take a bigger part in the action. I'd already had so many firsts since these two had come to my door, so many fantasies satisfied, I could hardly believe it. Sucking a cock with someone else - particularly a hot woman - was a big part of my bi sex fantasies. I was loving this. Leaving Briggs' balls - at least for the moment - I came back up to join Vicki in sucking his amazing cock. Vicki smiled at me when I faced her across the throbbing phallus between us, then we leaned in and encompassed Briggs' cock in our mouths on either side, our lips touching in a strange, sensual kiss. We worked his hard-on with our mouths for some time, naughty gleams sparkling in our eyes as we did so. After all this, Briggs finally started making noises like he was about to cum. Vicki made no fuss when I quickly got back around to take his cock head firmly between my lips. She simply took the place I'd left, easily sucking both his balls into her mouth. Remembering what a thrill it'd been for me, and how quickly I'd cum, I reached around Mr. Briggs' butt and started to wiggle my finger between his ass cheeks. I once more felt Vicki's hand at my cock and balls and was pleasantly shocked to find I was on something of a hair trigger. I'd only cum a little while earlier, and I was ready to blow again! I heard Vicki change her position, felt her maneuver herself in front of me. I could feel her body against mine while she kept up her talented work at Briggs' balls. Her hand worked me expertly, making my orgasm more imminent, just the way Briggs' was. Finally, it all happened at once. Mr. Briggs gave out a grunt, followed by a louder, deeper moan, then his cock started to pulse, releasing an enormous load of cum into my mouth. His orgasm set off mine, and I released my cum onto Vicki's lovely body. Both Briggs' climax and mine seemed to last quite a while, and even after another huge cum, I still wasn't down for the count! I held Briggs' load in my mouth long enough to show them both how much I had, then, rather than try to share it like Mr. Briggs had mine earlier, I made a big production of swallowing it all down. Once I had his load in my belly, the taste of it still lingering in my mouth, I looked down at Vicki. I'd coated her with cum. She looked perfectly spectacular, but I felt I should help clean her up. Without a word, I bent over and started to lap my jizz from this incredible woman's body. If anything, I think I came more the second time than I had the first. There was cum hanging from Vicki's chin, all down her throat, dripping from her nipples, down her taut stomach and all over her gorgeous pussy. I lapped all over Vicki's body, picking up my cum and leaving wet trails behind. I loved licking her skin, loved how kinky it was that I was cleaning her of my own cum, and knowing that I'd eagerly do it again. When I reached the swell of her cunt, I dove in with even greater gusto. I'd just sucked my first cock, my first set of balls, and received an enormous load of semen for the effort. On top of it, I'd cum twice in a much shorter time than I'd have been able to do twenty years earlier, and I could tell I had more in me, rather than being out of it for hours and hours. I wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but I wasn't going to question it too much. The main thing I knew: the only one of us who hadn't cum yet was the beautiful pussy before me. I was determined to do something about that. I continued licking and sucking my cum off Vicki, making my way down to the part of her body I was most interested in. Once I had the last of my jizz licked off her and in my mouth, I looked down, spearing my tongue into the soft folds of her cunt. Flicking my tongue over her clit, I reveled in the squeal that came from her throat. I wasn't quite ready for her to cum yet, though, so I worked my way lower, dipping deep into her hole for the tasty, thick fluid inside. Before long, my mouth was filled with the heady combination of male cum and pussy juice. I was being a real slut for these people, and they were doing nothing to dissuade me. If anything, they were encouraging every fucking slutty thing I was doing and, I was sure, would coax me through even more. After spending several horny minutes lapping at Vicki's spectacular pussy, I settled onto her clit and worked on making her cum for real. It didn't take long. As I looked up the amazing landscape of her body while my mouth was clamped onto her lovely crotch, Mr. Briggs stepped over her and lowered himself on her sexy mouth. Now, his erect cock and dangling balls were out on full display to me, so there was only one place her mouth could be... I let out a moan, the vibration translating into added stimulation to Vicki's swollen clitoris. I watched from my very tasty, sexual vantage point as the beautiful woman moaned her pleasure, while I sucked and nibbled on her dripping pussy. Slipping a finger inside her, I saw Briggs shiver, so Vicki must have doubled her efforts on his ass. I began to pump my fingers in and out of Vicki's sexy pussy, looking forward to the hopefully near-future opportunity to get my cock in there. I nursed on her aroused clit, loving how thick and long it was, almost like a miniature cock. Mr. Briggs had begun stroking himself while getting rimmed, so I got to watch that, too, while his big balls bounced. Vicki got more and more aroused by what was happening, at least if the sounds she made and the way her hips writhed were any indication, and I had a feeling her orgasm would be coming, and quickly. Well, knowing that, I wasn't going to let up on her anytime soon... It seemed that Mr. Briggs was much in the same boat as I was, at least as far as orgasm capability was concerned, because his breathing got ragged and his moans more and more, until he finally got off Vicki's face and came down toward me, pointing his thick, hard cock at the spot where my mouth and Vicki's pussy came together. With a yell, he let loose another cum load, right on my face and her clit. The feeling of Briggs' hot cum on her set Vicki off, her cum bucking her hips off the floor, her pussy actually squirting in my face! Once I found stuff online about women squirting, I wanted to experience it for myself, but hadn't had the fortune to find a lady capable of it. I wanted to feel it on me, wanted to get a squirt facial. I thought I'd never get to have such a rare experience, since most women aren't able to, or aren't able to relax enough, to ejaculate. Regardless, the woman attached to my mouth was capable, and my god, did she cum! It was hard not to try to escape the spray that poured from her, but somehow, I managed to remain and get the full effect of what fun a female ejaculation in the face could be. It was one of the craziest, most outrageous and most fantastic things I could ever remember happening to me. I liked it. A lot. It was so hot and kinky, I really wanted to do it again. When both my companions were finished climaxing, I once more did what I could to clean them both up. Vicki, I licked until my tongue was tired, where Briggs, I took in my mouth to get any cum he might still have for me. Eventually, there was nothing left to clean up - at least with my tongue - so the only reason to keep Briggs' cock in my mouth was to suck it off once again, which didn't seem like such a bad idea to me. Still, he urged me up, then offered to help Vicki to her feet. My body was vibrating. I'd never had such a hot sex session in my life! Since we were obviously taking a break, I was afraid it was all over. I looked at the clock and was shocked at what time it was. I was soaked with Vicki's cum, but I didn't really care to wash it off just yet. It was pretty kinky to be wearing so much sex juice on me that I didn't really want to be rid of it so quickly. Again, it was like they could read my mind. Briggs assured me, "Don't worry. We aren't done yet. There are several things we're here to do before we go, even if it takes all weekend." All weekend? Wow. When they came in the house, the only thing on my mind had been how to get them to go away. Now that I knew what they were here to do, I never wanted them to leave. I'd deal with the wife when the time came to do so. Up until that time, I could hardly wait to find out what was in store... My mind spun with the things we'd done, and the things I hoped we'd do before Briggs and Vicki decided it was time to go. No one was making any move to get dressed, so I knew the fun wasn't over yet. While I stood, wondering at my freakish good fortune, Briggs asked, "Shower?" I was so lost in my own thoughts, I didn't hear him at first, but eventually, what he'd asked registered, and I grinned. Showering with another person is always a lot of fun. I loved taking showers with my wife, and I'd done it with girlfriends along the way before getting married. There's almost never enough room for two to get around one another easily, so to get at the shower head, it's necessary to rub wet, naked bodies against one another as you trade places. Of course, there'd be no room at all to move with three in our tiny shower, but I was willing to see how things all worked out. With smile, I started toward the bathroom, then stopped. Remembering something the wife had done with me a few times when she was feeling frisky, I turned back around, gave each of my new friends a leer, then turned again, reaching out for Mr. Briggs' still-hard cock. Then another thought occurred, so I reached back with my other hand, cupped Vicki's crotch and hooked my middle finger into her slick pussy. Their respective genitalia delectably in my grasp, I began to slowly lead them to the bathroom. Once we arrived at our destination, it was with not a little reluctance that I released my two new lovers. It took no thought at all to pop the finger that'd been in Vicki's beautiful pussy into my mouth, and I made what I thought was a brilliant show of sucking her tasty juices away. While my finger was still in my mouth, Vicki grinned, then placed her mouth against mine, her tongue sliding in to share some of her flavor with me. When she was finished, she backed away slowly, then gave a saucy little smirk and headed for the shower. I was mesmerized by the round, shapely butt before me, and started to follow it, but Mr. Briggs held out a hand to stop me. A wave of disappointment went through me, but it was short-lived, because it dawned on me that there was something good coming up, and that I should be patient. If these people had truly been monitoring the kinds of kink I'd been perusing online, then I was in for yet another treat. They hadn't been wrong yet, so I just waited. I wasn't sure how Vicki made getting into the shower such a sensuous act, but if I hadn't already been hard (yeah, it'd been a while since my cock had softened, but I felt no ill effects, at least not yet), I was pretty sure I'd have been after watching her move. Once she got herself situated, Vicki turned around to face Briggs and me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Briggs slowly stroking his cock. He apparently knew what was going to happen, but for some reason, it hadn't hit me yet what was coming. Vicki leaned against the back wall of the shower and spread her legs as wide as she could. What she was about to do finally came to me, and I decided to join Mr. Briggs in what he was doing. When she saw both of us were ready to enjoy the show, Vicki smiled, placed a hand over her mound, while the other went to a round, perfect breast. She then closed her eyes and Briggs and I watched as a stream of pee began to flow from between the lips of her gorgeous pussy. Now, I can't say when my interest in seeing women pee began. All I know is, somewhere along the line, the notion appealed, and now, I can't get enough. I guess part of it is, as a guy, you know where the pee comes from almost from the start, since you can see it every time you go. Once you learn about the configuration between a woman's legs, you wonder: how the hell does that work? Plus there's just a fascination with most things regarding the pussy (except that monthly thing -- I'm still enough of a guy not to be overly interested in that). So, anyway, here I was, watching one of the hottest women I could recall seeing in person, and she was brazenly and sexily pissing for the entertainment of myself and Mr. Briggs. Vicki squeezed and caressed the breast she held, something I only peripherally noticed, I was so entranced by what was going on lower down her body. It seemed she peed for an amazingly long time, but maybe I was just so wrapped up in what was happening that time seemed to slow down or something. I began to wonder what that sexy stream would feel like coursing down my skin, but unfortunately, it was gone before I could move in and find out. I wasn't so interested in seeing Briggs urinate. I'd seen enough guys pee over the years that it held no allure for me. Just one of those dichotomies about my situation... When Vicki opened her eyes once more and gave me that knowing smile, I couldn't help myself. I went to the shower and pressed my lips against hers, my hand sliding to the still-wet lips of her pussy. I was so lost in fondling and kissing Vicki that I was unaware of Briggs' location until I felt a hand on my ass. I wasn't sure what he was up to, but I also wasn't afraid of what might occur. Pretty much anything these people wished to do with me, I wanted to do. Briefly, I felt Briggs' hands leave my rear, then I heard the water start. Not long after that, we were being cascaded by a warm, gentle rain from the shower head. As I kissed Vicki, it dawned on me that all three of us were in my shower, and we could still move! Considering all the other impossible things that had happened since my new friends arrived, I decided not to think too much about it. That we all fit -somehow - was sufficient. Besides, if we weren't all showering together, it wouldn't be near as much fun, now, would it? When I next felt hands on my body, they were obviously covered with soap. Then another pair of hands joined the first! I pulled away from kissing Vicki and looked to see what was happening. Both Mr. Briggs and Vicki were running slippery hands over me, and the sensation was incredible! I'd felt one set of hands on me before, but two was more than I'd ever experienced. I just closed my eyes and let my new sexy friends have their way with me. I didn't even open my eyes when I felt hands on my ass and genitals. By this time, it didn't matter in the least whose hands were where. When I felt a finger probe my anus, I just relaxed and let it in. Well, by now, you can probably guess my reaction when simultaneously, I felt a warm mouth close over the head of my cock at precisely the same moment the finger in my ass began gently caressing my prostate. I knew from my trips to the doctor that, with enough pressure, that finger could force cum from me without orgasm, but obviously, the owner of the finger knew that fact, and only wanted to give the pleasure which careful manipulation of that organ can give. And, between Briggs' finger in my ass and Vicki's lips around my cock, I was feeling plenty of pleasure, that was for fucking sure. Another finger finally joined the first, stretching my asshole deliciously. I had an idea what I was being prepared for, but I was pretty sure it was unnecessary. While I'd never had the real thing back there, I'd had plenty of practice with my toys, and while Mr. Briggs had a fine, fat cock, it didn't look like it'd be a hardship to take, even in my virgin hole. Still, the preparation felt good, so I wasn't about to protest. Briggs' fingers kept carefully probing my butt, while Vicki continued to eagerly suck my hard cock. If they weren't careful, I'd be blowing my load into the lovely lady's mouth before Briggs could accomplish what he was certainly getting me ready for. Then, I remembered: I'd cum more in a short amount of time -- with no negative effect -- than I had over the course of several normal days already, and it didn't appear that I was going to shut down any time soon. That fact both pleased and astounded me, but I realized I had to stop thinking about it so much, for fear it might break whatever spell may be continuing the amazing events I'd already experienced, and had been silently promised in the upcoming future. When another finger was added to the ones already stimulating my butt, I just let myself give in to the orgasm that I'd been holding back. Grabbing hold of the sides of Vicki's head, I let loose yet another load of cum, while three fingers pumped in and out of my backside. I wasn't sure how much cum I'd just blasted into Vicki's mouth, but as I've stated before, it seemed that each subsequent cum was of larger volume than the last. I reveled in the idea, and hoped it continued. Briggs' fingers never left my ass, even when it was obvious my orgasm was over. He kept up what he was doing, to my continuing delight, and Vicki looked up at me with a closed-mouthed grin, then slowly straightened to face me. Without hesitation, she again pressed her lips to mine -- an activity I was enjoying immensely -- her jaw opening to allow our tongues to dance together. My tongue eagerly entered her mouth, immediately encountering the taste and texture of my jizz. I was finally working out that I'd be eating a lot of cum, both mine, Briggs' and Vicki's, while these two were here. That was fine by me. I was so intoxicated by what was happening, I was finding myself an incredible slut for whatever happened. Vicki then got her tongue involved, and we pushed my cum back and forth between our mouths for a little while, before she shoved the whole thing back at me, then closed her mouth and backed away with an arousing and aroused grin. I opened my mouth to display how much cum was on my tongue, and was met with a smile and twinkle from the lovely lady before me. This done, I then made a show of swallowing down the entire load. Here to Help Ch. 01 With my jizz safely in my belly, I twisted a little to look back to Mr. Briggs, who had a pleased and horny look on his face, his fingers still buried in me. "You do realize, I've been ready for a while," I commented to him. "Not that I haven't thoroughly enjoyed what you've been doing, but I think I need the real thing now." "Music to my ears," Briggs smiled. When his fingers left my butt, I felt tremendously empty back there. Still, knowing what was to come, I could stand it. The water continued spraying down on us, and I wondered briefly if the remarkable things that'd been happening would extend to my water heater. Once again, I decided not to dwell too much on it. Vicki briefly cupped my balls, which elicited yet another moan from my throat, then released them and turned her back to me. She bent at the waist, and I was treated to the sight of her gorgeous pussy lips and beautiful, inviting asshole. I was pretty sure there were no taboo holes with these two, but at the moment, I wanted in that spectacular cunt. Taking her hips in my hands, I lined myself up with her pussy and pushed forward. Just as my hips came in contact with Vicki's smooth, round ass, I felt Mr. Briggs' cock slip up and down my ass crack. Wanting to make sure the way was as clear as possible, I released Vicki's hips and reached back, opening my ass cheeks to show Briggs the way a little more clearly. From behind me, I heard Mr. Briggs' moan at my eagerness to get his cock in my ass. I definitely wanted it, and had no problem with helping him take my anal virginity. Now, since I haven't made a lot of the feel of Vicki's pussy as it gripped my hard-on, you might assume that I didn't like the sensation. If that was your assumption, you would be 120 percent wrong. Vicki's pussy was beyond accurate description, and she had control of her inner muscles I'd never felt before. I didn't really need to pump to get a hell of a fucking from this spectacular woman, but I knew that once Mr. Briggs got himself into my waiting hole, I'd be the one doing most of the pumping, and fucking myself on both the in and the out strokes as I did so. So, while Vicki's incredible pussy caressed and squeezed my cock, I continued to hold open my ass cheeks for Mr. Briggs. He didn't waste a lot of time, though, because I felt his thick cock head press against my asshole and push insistently. For a brief second, I was afraid I wouldn't actually be able to take him, and tensed up. Briggs felt the doorway close, and he waited, just keeping his cock at the door, waiting for me to make up my mind, and for my butt to do the same. Then, Vicki started to move her hips, fucking me in earnest, rather than letting her muscles do all the work. The fantastic feeling was enough to distract me from what was going on further back, and once again, Briggs started to push. Mr. Briggs was a patient man, that was for sure. He dealt with me slowly and deliberately, moving forward when the way was relaxed, waiting and holding when I thought too much about what he was doing and tensing up. Then finally, it was a moot point. My cock was buried deep in Vicki's pussy, and I felt Mr. Briggs' hips resting against the cheeks of my ass. It was only then that Vicki husked back at me, "He's all the way in your ass, Bob." How she knew that, I wasn't sure, since she couldn't see any of what was going on behind me, but I was trying not to think too much of the impossible things that occurred with these two. "It's so hot, you know, getting fucked by a man who's getting fucked at the same time. It's my favorite way to fuck." I was beyond answering with words, but any words I'd have come up with wouldn't have done the situation justice, so I just grunted an acknowledgment at the most unbelievable sensation I had ever felt. While I was watching videos of bi fuck sandwiches, I wondered just what the guy in the middle felt like. I tried to couple the feeling of fucking a pussy with what I felt, having a toy in my back door, but I'd never had the real thing, and never both at once! Imagination couldn't hold a candle to the real thing. Sort of like when you're young, guys, and ready for that first fuck. You dream about what it's going to feel like: how good must a pussy really feel, and you increase that good feeling in your mind by ten, twenty, a hundred times. And as good as you imagine it would be, that very first time you slip your cock into a real, honest-to-goodness pussy, you can barely believe it. I think it's why a lot of guys cum way too soon when they're having their first time. The reality is so, SO much better than imagination, no matter how good an imagination you have. And once - as a guy - you get over the stigma of having your butt filled, it feels really good, too. Certainly not as intense as that first pussy, but very, very good. And a real, warm cock by far felt better than any of my toys. Less rigid, but more rigid, too. And satiny smooth. It was far, far different than I'd imagined, but far, far better at the same time. I'd watched enough videos to know that, in this situation, it's almost impossible to get a synchronized rhythm going if all three participants try to fuck at the same time. The easiest way for it to work is for the two outer people just hold still, and let the guy in the middle do all the "work," as I mentioned earlier. And I was ready, willing and able! Vicki had already stopped fucking and just stayed still, my cock buried in her, those talented inner muscles milking me expertly. Briggs knew what to do, too, and pulled himself out till it felt like only the head of his wonderful member was left inside my butt. Carefully, I began moving my hips back, and he adjusted to keep himself in me while my own cock slowly emerged from Vicki's incredible hole. When I felt my ass against Briggs' body, I started back the other way. We took our time at first, making sure not to dislodge anyone from the delightful orifice he happened to be buried in. However, after only a few strokes, the fucking began in earnest. Everybody worked out where they needed to be, and I figured out the ideal movements to get the most out of the situation, and started to really go to town. Before too awful long, we were all moaning like crazy. My ass loved what Briggs' cock was doing to it, and my cock certainly loved Vicki's remarkable pussy. I felt yet another orgasm approaching, and from the sounds of my companions, they were getting pretty damn close, too. I determined not to worry about how many orgasms I managed to have, and just let them happen when they came upon me. Whether I'd be multi-orgasmic like this after Briggs and Vicki left, I had no idea, but it'd be stupid not to take full advantage of my sudden ability while I possessed it. I just relaxed and let the sensation grow and grow, while my friends' bodies made mine feel so damn good. I fucked and was fucked, and all three of us benefited from it. When I finally let go, Vicki's pussy clenched on my shaft as it pulsed inside her, and Briggs shoved completely forward against me, and I felt a cock empty itself into me for the first time ever. The wife and I had had simultaneous orgasms before, but it was pretty rare, so I had no idea something like this was even possible! Then again, with these two, I shouldn't have been surprised. We all came for quite a while. I probably pumped at least as much cum into Vicki's cunt as I had her mouth only minutes earlier, and it felt like Briggs' cock throbbed as long as mine did. Unfortunately, though, it ended, as it was bound to. But there'd be more, of that I was certain, if the last few hours were any indication. Well, I wasn't sure about the cum in my ass. I didn't intend on eating any ass creampies. Too many potential problems with the bacteria in there to want to ingest them. Even with the miracles that my new companions seemed capable of, I wasn't sure I was ready to chance it. Still, there was a load inside Vicki's pussy (perhaps subliminally why I chose that hole instead of her ass - I'll probably never know for sure) that was certainly fair game. When Mr. Briggs vacated my ass, I suddenly felt really empty back there. Nevertheless, now that I'd felt his cock in my now-not-virgin hole, I had every intention of feeling it again, as often as I could while they were with me. Without a word, I got down on the floor of the shower and raised my face to Vicki's smooth, beautiful pussy. I ate her with gusto, now delighting in the taste and texture of both girl and boy cum mixed together. It was something I was hoping I'd be able to experience with the wife, once she was back home. I hoped she'd be open to the idea. I wasn't sure. Still, I had two willing and eager partners at the moment, so there was little sense in agonizing over it until I had to. I let Vicki straighten, so as not to drown myself with the water that cascaded down her back and over my face at first. I kept my mouth stuck to her cunt hole, and just let her squeeze out the juices inside her, both hers and mine. I wasn't sure that I'd be able to give this up, if the wife wasn't amenable to the idea. Finally, I couldn't find any more of our juices to clean up, so I slipped my lips up to her sensitive, prominent clit and just sucked until she had another orgasm. When I removed my mouth from Vicki's cunt, I began to wonder what Briggs was up to. As I got out from under the beautiful lady, I saw that Mr. Briggs had soaped himself up, and was enjoying the sight of his companion's and my play, as well as putting on a show for us. I'd never really given much thought to guys as a whole. Mostly, I'd just been interested in what hung between their legs, and to a certain extent, their asses. I've never really appreciated men as an entire package. I can't really say that the sight of Mr. Briggs putting on a shower show for us really made me change my mind on that, but to be perfectly honest, it was pretty fucking hot. His cock had gone soft, the first time since I'd seen him naked, and I wondered if he was done. Then I realized that the sight of a soft cock's pretty fucking hot, too, especially knowing what that soft little thing could grow into. Judging by the size of his flaccid penis, Briggs was a grower, like me. Though I was still pretty horny, a glance to my own crotch told me my dick apparently needed a short break, too. Fortunately, though, as before, I didn't feel like another erection was a thing of the distant future, so I just let it shrink, figuring it'd be standing proud when the time came. Mr. Briggs continued rubbing his body with soap, and when he came to his cock and balls, he didn't stroke like he was intending to start anything, he just rubbed all around, as anyone would while cleaning themselves. Still, it was pretty nice to watch. I then turned from Briggs' show to see what Vicki was up to, and learned that she was doing pretty much the same as Briggs. They were both just washing, but there seemed a bit more show to it than that. Although both my new friends had started on me, I felt like I should finish myself, since we started playing not long after, so I joined the other two and cleaned up, taking just a little more time than usual to take care of everything, in case anybody was paying attention. Again, I marveled at the fact that there was plenty of hot water, and there was enough room for everyone to get to the shower head. I was pretty sure the next time the wife and I tried this, it'd be the close quarters it usually was, but as I've stated, that'd be just fine. Eventually, we were all as clean as we were ever going to get, so Vicki, who was closest to the water, turned it off and we all climbed out of the shower. Although I couldn't remember anyone getting any, there were towels waiting for each of us. I kept an eye out on my friends as they dried themselves. I had to admit, Briggs' body was growing on me, but I had a feeling it'd be a while before the sight of a naked man had exactly the same effect on me as that of a naked woman. Still, I found myself taking more time checking him out than I would have previously. I wondered what was next, since Briggs and Vicki didn't act like they had anyplace they needed to be. It was perfectly fine by me. If they hadn't showed up, I'd have been sitting at the computer yet, and once I shot my load, I'd probably have just plopped myself in front of the TV the rest of the weekend. Checking a clock, I saw that it was getting kind of late. While I wasn't especially tired, I thought a nice lie-down might be just what the doctor ordered... and might lead to some more play. I led my friends to my bedroom, where the king-sized bed was. I was pretty sure, with everything amazing that'd gone on so far since they'd arrived, that even if I'd had only a single bed, we'd have all managed to fit just fine. My butt still felt the effects of Mr. Briggs' cock, and it was ready for more. Turning to give both my companions a naughty smile, I climbed on the bed and crawled on hands and knees, making sure my ass was on full display, my balls dangling delectably below. It was a view I usually appreciated when I was in the mood for looking at pics of naked guys, especially if the guy's balls hung nice and low. My asshole felt really exposed this way, and I looked back to find both Briggs and Vicki watching with a lewd twinkle in their eyes. Placing my head on the bed, I let my ass stick up as high as it could. It was only necessary to wait a couple seconds before I felt hands on my butt, caressing the cheeks, then tickling the pucker. I couldn't hold back the moan that came to my throat when two sets of fingers gently caressed down the back of my hanging ball sac. I could have looked up to see who was playing with what, but it didn't really matter. It all felt spectacular. Then I felt one set of hands leave my backside while the other continued playing. I found out who had left when a weight settled itself in front of me and I raised my head to find a once-more-hard cock in front of my face. With Vicki still teasing my ass and genitals, I hesitated not at all in opening wide and leaning forward, stopping only when my mouth was close enough to Briggs' cock that all I needed to do was close my lips and I'd have it fully engulfed. However, I stopped with my open mouth hovering over his throbbing shaft, and grinned to myself at the moan that I heard above me. Carefully, I lifted my mouth, knowing Mr. Briggs could feel the heat of my breath all the way, even if actual contact was lacking. I was enjoying teasing him, as I liked being teased in such ways, even if the wife did less of it these days. Vicki's fingers kept stroking my bottom and when I came completely off Briggs' cock, I felt the incredible sensation of a tongue tickling my asshole. Well, I let loose the moan that welled up, then opened my mouth once more, delved below the base of the hard-on I'd had in my mouth moments before, and sucked his soft, hanging balls between my lips. Up until recently, I wasn't sure I'd be able to allow myself to give in to my curiosity, even if the opportunity presented itself. I'd managed to answer that question quite neatly with the arrival of Mr. Briggs and his lovely companion. Then again, the audacious way they'd presented the opportunities had left little room for hesitation. I'd willingly become a cocksucker, and I was pretty sure I'd be able to bring myself to do it again, once Briggs and Vicki were gone... that is, if the opportunity ever presented itself after that. Nevertheless, I was being given opportunities galore at present, and I'd be a fool to let them pass me by. I was giving Mr. Briggs' balls the sucking I'd fantasized about many times while watching other people -- male and female -- on video doing just what I was at the moment. Of course, I was not only enjoying Mr. Briggs' genitals in my mouth: what Vicki was doing to me from behind was pretty damn nice, too. I wondered where she went when I felt her weight leave the bed, and she no longer licked and caressed me, but I had very little doubt she'd be back, so I just focused on doing what was in front of me, since I presently no longer had to split my concentration between both front and back. With my new found (and I hoped, very temporary) freedom of attention, it was a little awkward considering my position, but I urged Briggs' ass cheeks apart enough that I could slip a finger or two up and caress his butthole while I enjoyed myself with his balls, and eventually, his cock. Knowing what an incredible feeling it is to have your asshole played with, as well as knowing how great it is to have your balls in a warm, wet mouth, I knew Mr. Briggs was loving what I was doing. The only thing that could have made it better would have been if Vicki had been there to take his cock in her mouth, and complete the intense complexity of feeling. And with that thought, I slowly released Briggs' balls from my oral attentions and started to lick and nibble my way up the shaft of his once-more hard cock. I marveled at how much I loved being a cocksucker. I still could hardly wait to get back at Vicki's spectacular pussy, but in the interim, I certainly could satisfy myself giving pleasure to the thick, hard shaft that stood before my lips. And from the sounds Briggs was making, I was doing a fine job. Then again, as a guy, I knew that a mouth on my cock felt good, no matter whether that mouth knew what it was doing or not. Still, it was apparent I wasn't bad, even for a rookie. I was just about to open up and slide that cock into my mouth and down my throat, when I heard who I assumed was Vicki re-enter the room. I heard some fumbling with something I couldn't identify, but if it was, indeed, Vicki, I wasn't worried that it wouldn't be fun. Then, as I laid my tongue against Mr. Briggs' cock and engulfed it with my lips, I felt weight behind me on the bed once more, and the feel of something wet, firm and slippery press against my asshole. After my experience in the shower, I sure wasn't going to protest having something in my butt. In fact, as I've mentioned before, I was looking forward to it again. I let out my own moan over Briggs' cock when Vicki's lubricated strap-on began to stretch my ass. I was enjoying being a bottom to these people. I still wanted to fuck Briggs' rear, and he really knew his way around a cock, so I'd certainly be letting him have his way with mine some more if he was interested, but mainly, I was happy being where I was. When Vicki's strap-on cock popped into my butt, I lifted my mouth off Briggs so I could focus on the sensations back there. Somehow, she'd managed to warm the fake hard-on, but it was evident that it was actually a dildo, and she hadn't sprouted a cock during her brief absence. However, considering so many of the remarkable things that had happened so far since they'd arrived, I couldn't convince myself that I'd have been surprised if she actually had. Regardless, my concentration was presently at the goings-on between Vicki's fake cock and my stretching hole. There was no argument, I loved having a nice-sized phallus in my butt. I looked forward to getting as much of it as I could from that time forward. I'd have to convince the wife that I found a woman wearing a strap-on sexy, and that I was by no means gay for it... When Vicki had her dildo buried in me as far as it would go, Mr. Briggs grabbed me by the sides of the head and guided my face back to his erection. Without hesitation, I opened wide and let his beautiful hard-on back in my mouth. For several long, luscious minutes, I was fucked from behind by a beautiful woman, while a very nice, hard cock was pumped in and out of my mouth. I loved being used this way, and hoped I could experience it again off and on, especially after my friends left. Here to Help Ch. 01 I once more wiggled a finger against Briggs' puckered butthole, and finally took his cock out of my mouth, so I could shove that finger into my mouth and slick it up as much as possible. That done, I once more aimed for Briggs' ass and pushed forward, as my lips again closed over his rigid cock... Still being new to the buttfucking bit, I wasn't sure whether Vicki was doing a good job of it or not. All I knew is what it felt like to me, and as far as I was concerned, she was just as talented in fucking a man's ass as Briggs was. I wriggled my finger around in Briggs' butt, pumping in and out a little, and without a lot of trouble, I found the roundish lump that was his prostate. Gently but firmly, I caressed the sensitive organ, making Briggs moan even louder than before, and when the fingers of my other hand got into the act, tickling and fondling his balls, he made it perfectly clear that he was on the verge of orgasm yet again. Vicki must have taken her partner's heightened sounds of arousal as a cue to pump even harder at my ass, and that she did. When Briggs grabbed the sides of my head again and started to fuck my mouth like he would any oral whore, I began tapping and rubbing his prostate with even more force. This, I knew, would bring him off even quicker and more forcefully, and I could hardly wait for the blast... Vicki started making sounds like she was on the verge of orgasm, too, so she must have had some kind of dildo or plug lodged in her pussy while she fucked me. I wasn't going to cum just from having my butt fucked, but I was so turned on by what was being done to me, as well as the fact that my companions were making such erotic sounds, that I was just on the verge of orgasm, even if there was little likelihood of my being able to get over that hump and cum with no stimulation of my cock. I didn't let that particular reality bother me, though, because I knew I'd be cumming plenty while I was playing with these two. In fact, while I still wondered at how it was possible, I knew I'd be cumming far, far beyond my typical physical limitation... had already done so, in fact. Then it all happened at once, I heard Vicki behind me start to cum at the same time Mr. Briggs' cock swelled, then started to pump its hot, creamy load into my mouth. While Briggs covered my tongue with his jizz, Vicki held the strap-on cock as deep in me as it would go, while her hips quivered in orgasm. The subtle vibration in my delightfully stretched butt was fantastic. When Mr. Briggs finally pulled his once-more-spent (but by no means finished) penis from my lips, I had quite a lot of semen in my mouth. Making a big show of swallowing all that seed like a good slut should, I rested my face against his crotch while Vicki's orgasm faded. Finally, Vicki slowly pulled the dildo from my ass, and again, I felt that sudden sensation of emptiness. I'd had a dildo in my butt before -- I've mentioned that fact already -- but I couldn't remember this feeling in the past. It was like my body missed being filled back there. Maybe it was the fact that someone else was wielding the cock (be it real or artificial). I couldn't be sure of the reason, but I knew I'd be craving it off and on from that moment forward. With my body now free of intruders -- welcome though they may have been -- I took the opportunity to stretch out on the bed, laying on my back. I'd been going for a long time, had cum more times in a handful of hours than I could remember cumming in a week, even at my most sexually active stage in life, and I was well beyond that. My cock was semi-hard. I was about ready to call it a night, more for the sleep than a break for my cock. There was a part of me that wanted to just keep going, for fear that if I stopped to sleep, when I woke, Briggs and Vicki might be gone. Still, I could feel the pull of slumber upon me, so I knew I'd have to give in to it sometime soon. To my relief, Briggs stretched out beside me, and Vicki stopped to remove the harness from her hips (an act I watched eagerly, loving the sight of a woman wearing a strap-on cock) then took my other side on the bed. It felt a little weird to have another male body snuggled up against mine like this, but considering everything, there was no common sense in getting freaked out about it. Vicki felt incredible beside me, as the female form always did. I just laid back and closed my eyes, taking in the warmth of the bodies that flanked mine. I then felt hands on my skin, from both sides, and my new friends caressed my body for as far as they could reach in the positions they found themselves in. For several minutes, they avoided my cock and balls, but as I figured, that didn't last forever. I just kept my eyes closed as they caressed my genitals, and I felt my semi-hardness revert back to stiff and ready. My eyes stayed closed, even when I felt Vicki shift around, then felt warm breath on my hard-on, just before the sensation of lips encircling the head. Shortly, Briggs changed position and I felt two sets of lips caressing my stiff cock. I could feel Briggs' erection rubbing against my shoulder, so if I'd have cared to, I'd have been able to simply turn my head and suck his cock yet again. However, as delightful as that sounded, for the time being, I was satisfied just laying there and letting them double team me. Any previous fantasies I'd held of having two mouths servicing my genitals had included only me and two women. After all this, though, it wasn't going to matter in the least if it was two women, a male and female, or, hell, by now I'd probably be fine having two guys going at it. Nevertheless, two eager suckers at my cock was simply incredible! I just kept my eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling of being pleasured. Briggs and Vicki traded off, one's mouth taking care of my balls while the other slid my hard-on across his tongue. Then, they'd switch, and the pleasure would change a little, but always for the better. Both Briggs and Vicki had slightly different techniques for what they were doing, but both were indescribably delicious. It'd be impossible to describe in words the differences between what they did or how they did it. Suffice it to say that I was beginning to be able to tell who was doing what by those subtleties. One thing was sure: I was making my way surely toward another orgasm. Then, I felt Vicki get up altogether, while Briggs continued his work on my cock. I felt them shift again -- Briggs' mouth never ceasing its delightful work -- and then I felt something hit the top of my head. I opened my eyes finally to see Vicki's pretty pussy in close proximity to my face. Her thigh had bumped my head, and all I needed to do was raise my face, while she opened her legs to allow me access, then plunge my tongue into her awaiting wetness. While I couldn't see what else was going on, I assumed that the lovely lady had taken Briggs' stiff penis into her mouth and we had become a hot, sexy, daisy chain. This was one more thing I'd seen in some of the bi videos I'd watched, and was another thing I wanted to do. It was hot as hell, to know that we all had our mouths occupied, and if the other two were anything like me, they'd be cumming soon from such sexy, kinky play. Without a doubt, Mr. Briggs knew his way around a cock, and he was demonstrating all his prowess on mine at that moment. I was loving the taste of Vicki's pussy. The hope was that she was feeling as good as Briggs was making me. For sure, the situation continued to be the hottest thing sexually I could ever remember being involved in, and the mental arousal, coupled with the incredible sensations I was getting out of both these remarkable people, was helping to keep me going. It also was enough to bring my orgasm to the fore much sooner than I'd expected. Somehow, we all seemed to keep cumming simultaneously. I felt my orgasm scream up behind me, and just as my first pulse shot from my cock, the other two started making sounds and motions that signaled their own climaxes. Vicki's pussy quivered against my tongue and lips, tasty juices oozing from her hole, as I pumped another unbelievably huge load into Briggs' mouth, just as he more than likely coated her tongue with an enormous load of cream. When our orgasms subsided, my face was coated in girl fluid, my mouth tingling with the flavor. Briggs and Vicki then shifted around, and I expected them to come back up and lay beside me, but instead, Vicki pressed her mouth over Briggs' lips, and from the appearance, she was pushing his cum into his mouth, possibly in on top of mine. Now, I thought that was going to be it, and Briggs would get the cum this time, but when he then sat up, his mouth was held in a position that told me that he carried at least one - if not both - our loads. With a closed mouthed, wry grin, Briggs shuffled himself up the bed toward me. For the first time since all the sex had started, I was unsure of myself and what was in store. Even after everything that had happened -- including our three-way cum sharing earlier - I didn't know if I was ready for the probable outcome of Briggs' slow advance. For some reason, I'd been okay with the earlier thing, but again, for some reason, this seemed different. Then again, who the fuck would know? I knew the reason for his approach, and had figured out that I was to be the receptacle for the great majority of what he brought to me. I just wasn't sure I could bring myself to do it... As I sat there, with what was undoubtedly a shocked and hesitant look on my face, the decision was taken away from me, as it had a few times since starting this whole escapade. Briggs suddenly came forward, pressing his lips to mine. When it was obvious I was ready to pull away, Vicki jumped into action, grabbing my head and holding it in place. "It's okay, honey," she purred. "Open up. Nobody but us will ever know. Personally, I find it really hot, especially knowing you're being fed two loads of cum." With those words, I eventually relaxed my jaw, and Briggs pushed what was a literal mouthful of jizz into my mouth. I'm sure he was well aware of my hesitance, but he lingered, in what became my first real kiss by a man. I felt his tongue touch my own briefly, presumably to make sure he'd transferred everything from his own mouth into mine. That done, he backed away, his gaze silent but intent, waiting to see what my reaction was going to be. This whole time, Vicki kept cooing sexy words of encouragement, although I barely heard any of it. My attention was focused on what had happened at my mouth, and trying to work out how I felt about it. My mouth was still full of cum -- two enormous loads. As I debated my feelings regarding how it had gotten there, Vicki ducked down, took my cock in her mouth, and tried to get me off yet again. Briggs didn't say a word. He just kept his eyes on me, trying to gauge my reaction to his lips on mine. I had to admit, I hadn't burst into flames, and I didn't feel any different than I had before it'd happened. I wasn't about to give up on women, and while I probably wouldn't freak out if it happened again, I couldn't see kissing men as something that was going to become a regular part of my sexual repertoire, regardless what happened after my friends were gone. While I justified what anyone would have judged a kiss, I remembered: no one else would have to know. No one was being damaged by it, and it was just a part of the sex. I hadn't swallowed the cum that filled my mouth as I agonized over my feelings. I guess the debate had caused me to wonder if I should. However, I was reconciling myself with the whole deal, and finally decided I was okay with it. I wasn't going to make the ultimatum that it not happen again, because I was trying to be as open-minded about what we were doing as possible, and if that meant another kiss by Mr. Briggs somewhere along the line, I could deal with it. As I made my mind up, Vicki's talented mouth brought me closer and closer to yet another orgasm. Knowing what would happen if I shot off in her mouth, I held the cum I hadn't yet swallowed for a little longer. Since I was unable to speak for the semen on my tongue, I reached out to cup Mr. Briggs' balls, fondling them a little, as I gave him a closed-mouth smile, to let him know things were okay with us. His relieved grin told me everything I needed to know. There had been very little conversation between any of us, but there'd been little need for it, as anything they'd started, I gladly went with, and anything I'd begun, they followed right along. Well, although any other time, it'd have been an impossibility to cum so soon on the heels of such a tremendous orgasm, but as with everything else impossible that'd gone on recently, I was ready again. I released Briggs' balls as my climax washed over me, both my hands tangling in Vicki's silky hair. She took my cum eagerly, and as suspected, when my cock throbbed its last, she came up and placed her lovely lips against mine. Having no qualms about kissing her, I opened my mouth willingly, letting the jizz I'd been holding for the last few minutes flood between us. The combination of mine and Briggs' cum flowed into the load Vicki had, making the volume even greater. We passed it back and forth a little, our tongues dancing lasciviously through the creamy fluid. When our kiss was over, I made sure at least a small bit of the cumload was still in Vicki's mouth. As she gave a closed-mouth smile, then swallowed the jizz down, I turned to Mr. Briggs, who'd been watching our activities with eager eyes. Right then and there, I made a decision. Whether I did this again after they left would be the question, but at the moment, there was no sense in being a pussy about it. With the remainder of three cum loads in my mouth, I turned from the gorgeous Vicki and back to Mr. Briggs. The look on my face apparently confused him, but as this whole encounter had been largely silent, he said nothing, preferring to wait for me to make whatever move I had in mind. It was something I had to occasionally remind myself. Before I had a chance to talk myself out of it, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against Briggs'. He was a bit surprised, considering my reaction earlier, but he got over it far sooner than I had, and required no coaxing. His mouth opened, and I opened mine, and let the the cum in my mouth flow into his, as I had with Vicki. My heart began to thump as I ventured my tongue into the pool between us, and once more felt his tongue bump mine. Soon, we were kissing like a couple of old hands. I guess the reason I was having trouble wrapping my brain around this was, this was evidently what I considered gay: guys kissing. That was why I was having such a hard time with it, because I knew I wasn't gay. Still, it was fun to be passing the cum back and forth, playing with it as I had with Vicki. Then, I pushed some of the cum back into Briggs' mouth and backed away. I still had a good amount of it -- as I've stated, it had become pretty obvious to me that I was intended to be the primary cum receptacle during all this, and figured I might as well enjoy it while I could. Mr. Briggs smiled back at me - for apparently overcoming my fear - and swallowed the cum I'd given him. I then gulped down everything I had -- a goodly amount, even after having split it up -- and grinned crazily. Then, with my new-found freedom, I reached out and gathered my friends in close, not hesitating in joining them in a three-way kiss, with no cum to pass around to justify it. When we backed away, the activities of the evening finally caught up with me. My cock was once more soft, as was Briggs'. Vicki simply looked a little weary. Royally fucked and temporarily sated, but ready for sleep. I was sure prepared for a good night's sleep. Hell, I'd cum more times than I could count! It was the most amazing thing I could remember my body ever doing. There was no wonder I was ready for bed -- and not for sex -- at least for the moment. My belly was full of cum: once again, more cum than I'd ever imagined eating. I could pretty safely say, I was fully-fledged as a bisexual by this time. And Vicki and Mr. Briggs showed no sign of needing or wanting to leave. There was still plenty of weekend to go, and it appeared they'd stick around for the duration. Sounded fine to me. I began to wonder about my wife, though. Once more, Vicki showed some kind of mental telepathy about such things, and gave me a cryptic: "Don't worry about her. You'd be surprised. Wait for tomorrow." I really wanted to grill her on what she meant by that, but I was really getting fucking sleepy. Laying back, I let Briggs and Vicki take spots on either side of me, as they had before, and let sleep overtake me.