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Bi-Brad Ch. 01

By: Martins



My name is Brad. I know, the name sounds either gay or preppy. But, I'm single and have a busy work schedule. So I don't get to meet wild women, engage in sex orgies or the like. I just have time for occasional sex.

Besides; I sort of like men. Oh, I like women too, but I'll be honest, I've fucked just one man steady since college. I think I'm just too lazy to find a woman or another man for that matter, but it's worked out. It's been convenient and works for me, okay?

His name is Tom. We met in college. We had our first same-sex experience at a drunken frat party one night. We've had on and off, man on man sex ever since. It's very intense and there are no strings. With women you have to take time to build up a relationship first. Again, I don't have the time.

It was great the first three years, but then he started seeing some girl and our sex just dropped off dramatically. Well, to be honest, he would see girls and I was just a side thing for his kinky fantasies. He has more time on his hands than I do. It works for me.

So for the past six months I just have to take what I can get. Tom says I should find a girl too, but like I said, I work hard, but I'm lazy in the relationship department. Being bi-sexual may seem great, but it has its problems.

Things changed one night after work though. I work in a securities trading firm and stay late a lot. Many times I'm the last to leave, but one night the light was on in Jill's office. As I walked by I saw her touching tissue paper to her eyes.

"You okay, Jill?" 

"Yes. I'm fine." She said. 

"You don't look fine."

She looked at me with a cross between the cliché of puppy-dog eyes but mixed with a look that could kill. Jill and I had offices next to each other and talked a lot; although we didn't pry into each other's personal lives very much. Well, maybe just a little, 'cause she's cute and we get along. Nevertheless, she started to speak then shook her head.

"Go ahead, Jill. Get it off your chest. What gives?" I closed the door and stood in front of her desk.

"You're gay, right?" she said.

"Jill, just 'cause you are the only one in the office that knows I've had a relationship with a guy a few years, doesn't mean..."

"Brad, that makes you gay."

"I like women."

"So you can go out with anyone you want. Not just men, but women too. Nothing to tie you down."

"What's that got to do with you sitting here late, crying? Come on, Jill I'm your friend."

She dabbed her eyes again. She was incredibly beautiful, especially when she was upset. Dark brunette hair, oval face, soft eyes, full lips and a slender body that had a sleek model appearance with long legs that put a sexy form to the black business outfit with matching skirt she wore.

"Just between us girls?"

"Okay, if you want me to put on my gay ears, fine." I said.

"My boyfriend asked me to marry him."

"Jill, that's great." I said.

"No, not necessarily. We fell in love quickly and things are moving fast. I just don't know if I'm ready to settle down."

"Come on, Jill. I thought that's every girls dream."

Jill looked up at me. I hoped she didn't see me staring at her cleavage that pushed against her plunging neckline of her blouse. I was then self conscious of my own appearance and straightened my dress shirt and tie.

Not that I worried. It was just that Jill looked as if she was staring through me. Her eyes were penetrating. I wasn't worried because I did stay in shape. Heck, Tom seemed to like my biceps and pectorals I'd developed at the gym, my firm abdomen from sit-ups, my toned legs from daily runs before work and a decent tan from the tanning bed.

"When was the last time you fucked a woman?" Jill said. Her expression didn't change. She could have been asking me if I'd seen her stapler.

"Jill, I don't know what..."

"Brad. You don't understand. If I marry my boyfriend, I won't get to fuck anyone else."

"That's not what you said. You asked me..."

"I know what I asked you. You and I are friends, right?"

"Sure, Jill. But..."

"You said you like girls too, right?"

"Yes. But like you say, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"My boyfriend likes it because I'm...well. I'm pretty active sexually with him."

"Kinky? Sex-a-holic? What?" I asked.

"He likes it 'cause he's a raving sex maniac and I can fuck his brains out. But he doesn't know the half of it."

"You like playing the field. You're scared of fucking just one guy the rest of your life. You little devil." I smiled.

"I'm supposed to tell him tonight if I'll marry him."

"So what are you going to do?"

She got up from her desk and started to walk around to where I stood. Her hips swayed gently and maybe a little more provocatively than usual. "Let me ask you again. When was the last time you fucked a woman?"

"Whoa, Jill. I like you and all but if you think..."

"I think if I enjoy getting fucked by a gay guy..." She said.

"Jill. I like girls too." I added.

"Whatever. But if I enjoy a fuck from another guy after just fucking my boyfriend exclusively most recently; then its not time to settle down."

"You mean, if a mostly gay guy can please you then you're not getting married."

"I'm stacking the deck in my boyfriends favor." She ran her fingers through my hair as we stood in front of her desk. She then kissed my cheek. 

"By picking me. You're stacking the deck for him?" I said.

Jill reached over and locked the door. She then unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her blouse. "What do you say, Brad? What are friends for?"

I don't know what came over me. But I kissed her. I mean, she was practically throwing herself at me, what was a guy to do. Besides, my dick was hard, her perfume was wafting through my nostrils and I hadn't fucked a girl in a while, although I'm told I could get any girl I want. But girls require time, you know. For me, I just like quick, no strings fucks and it seemed like this qualified.

She plunged her tongue past my lips and devoured me. Her kiss was rapid and passionate. She clawed me like an animal as I stripped off my jacket and shirt while she somehow unbuttoned the rest of her blouse.

I reached under the loose blouse and freed her breasts from her bra, which she slipped off by reaching up her sleeves for the straps without fully removing her top. Her perky, full breasts peeked out in between the open front. I cupped one breast as we kissed, then another. She sat partially on her desk and stroked my hair.

Finally, I took one into my mouth. It was warm and Jill moaned her approval. Her nipples were hard and erect; her skin smooth. As I suckled her, my hands found their way up her thighs, beneath her skirt until they felt the edge of her silky smooth panties.

She lifted herself slightly and the panties slid down easily. Past her thighs, over her knees and while still sucking those wonderful breasts, I managed to slip them off her ankles. They landed somewhere nearby as Jill slid fully on the desk now.

My lips met hers again before working my way down her neck and back to her breasts. Only this time I could rub her ass beneath her skirt without the hindrance of panties. My fingers rubbed the sides of her ass cheeks as she sat on the desk then over the tops of her thighs. 

Jill spread her legs allowing enough room for my hand to wander between her legs. She was wet. It was a wonder there wasn't a puddle on her desk.

"Fuck me, Brad." She whispered as I continued to suckle her breast as my fingers began to probe her wetness. Now I might not have time to fuck often, but when I do, I try to please. So I resisted the temptation for the quick fuck she thought she wanted.

I lifted her skirt and leaned lower. My nose followed the musty sweetness of her pussy. I wanted to taste that sweetness and Jill leaned back then spread her legs so that I could.

I must say, it was the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. She was nearly completely shaven except for maybe a delicate heart shaped tuft of fine hair on top. The smell was intoxicating.

A man had more of a musky smell that excited me. Jill had that similar aroma of sex, but with a touch of sweetness. My tongue touched the lips of her pussy and it tasted sweet as well.

After a few tentative licks and encouraged by the continued moans above me; I plunged my tongue into her and began to savor her wetness fully. Her pussy parted and I French kissed her there with deep kisses, licks and caresses with my mouth. 

Jill held my head and groaned louder. I licked her pussy up, then down before kissing her around and around then devouring her juices, which seemed to flow more freely.

"Oh, fuck me Brad. I can't stand it. Fuck me." She said. Her voice was halting, almost breathless.

I stood and quickly dropped my pants. Jill scooted to the edge of the desk and raised her legs exposing herself fully to me.

I'm not bragging when I say that I'm eight inches erect, at least. But no sooner had my trousers dropped to the floor, I aimed the head of my eight-inch dick toward that lovely feminine genitalia.

I seemed harder than usual. The head of my dick was purple; the skin on the shaft was tense. I pushed the head against Jill's pussy. I intended to slow down, make things last a little longer, but somehow I couldn't help myself once it touched her.

I penetrated her quickly; my dick disappeared inside her with one swift motion. With Tom, I was accustomed to slow penetration and a long slow fuck at first, but Jill wanted it fast and hard now. And I must admit, I wanted her fast and hard too.

Her wetness felt like fire to my dick as her pussy engulfed it; sucking it deep within her. I then pulled back and rocked my pelvis forward again and again, grasping her pelvis for support.

If there had been anyone in the outer office, they would have known two people were fucking inside. We both moaned and groaned in ecstasy, but didn't care. 

We fucked furiously for several minutes. Our hips pounded each other and soon my balls began to tingle. Jill was already tossing her head back and her eyes seemed to lose focus.

"Oh, Brad...I'm cumming. Fuck me...Oh, fuck me..."

My dick burned. It suddenly occurred to me that I didn't know if I should be cumming inside her, although at the moment I don't think she cared.

I pulled my dick out and started jacking myself off as I stood between her legs. Jill reached down and vigorously rubbed her clitoris and moaned louder. As she rubbed, she looked down at my dick in time to see white streams of fluid erupt from the tip and land in beaded ropes across her thigh and desk.

I think we shuddered in unison to each wave of orgasm that coincided with each stream flowing from my dick. As quickly as it had begun, it was over.

The smell of sex filled the room. There was silence except for our heavy breathing.

I helped Jill get herself together as I pulled my pants up and helped straighten her desk. I don't know what I expected; a debriefing or something maybe. All she said was, "that was a great fuck." Then she practically pushed me out the door.

"So did you decide?" I had to know.

"Yep. Thanks." She chirped and started out the door as well, kissing me on the cheek as she breezed by.

Bi-Brad Ch. 02



The knock on the door had to be Tom. We both liked girls, but after that drunken same-sex experience with each other in college we seemed to be hooked. The past three years of man-sex was intense, but I think I was more committed than Tom. Well, at least up until today.

I work so hard, I usually don't have time for much of a relationship and women tend to need that time. So, since I'm attracted to guys too, Tom always provided the sexual release I needed.

Tom, on the other hand, had developed a relationship with some girl and our sex had been less frequent. I was just a fuck on the side for him now, I think. Which was okay. He needed a lot of sex and variety while I didn't really have the time for much more.

Since our sex was less frequent, he suggested I find me a woman as well. A suggestion I disregarded until just a few hours earlier when Jill, a female colleague practically attacked me at work. So I fucked her. I think she just wanted to see what it was like with what she thought was a gay guy to combat the fear she had of settling down with her fiancé to be.

It was a quick, wild fuck. I could get used to a woman like that. So if Tom stopped showing up as much, maybe I would start liking women more again, starting with Jill.

I opened the door. Even though I ran every day and lifted weights to stay in top form, Tom seemed to have me beat. Sure I had a muscular chest, biceps, flat abdomen and toned thighs; but Tom's chest and arms rippled through his shirt and where my stomach was flat, his was a washboard and though my thighs are firm and toned, you could almost see the definition of each muscle through his pants.

He stepped inside and as soon as the door closed he wasted no time. His lips closed onto mine and our tongues instinctively sought out its mate. They then circled and entwined in an erotic dance.

His hands groped for my ass as I wrapped my arms over his shoulders.

"What, no foreplay?" I asked in between kisses.

"I've been wanting to fuck you all day." He said.

"Well, here I am. Let me light a candle or something."

Tom broke off our kiss long enough to start stripping off his clothes. "No time. We've got reservations to eat tonight."

"When?"

"Soon. Let's fuck first. I've got to have you."

I had no problem with a fuck. I started stripping off my clothes as well and we groped and kissed all the way to my bedroom. By the time we made it to the bed, we were two naked men with only flesh and muscle between us.

Our dicks bobbed in front of us. I crawled on the bed and heard Tom open a drawer where the lube was kept. I was still on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees when I heard him flip the tube open then his deep voice.

"Hold it, Brad. That's just how I imagined you, all day." He said.

I was on my hands and knees, just barely on the bed. I froze there with my ass facing Tom. I sensed him kneeling behind me. My dick twitched and my balls tingled with anticipation as he parted the cheeks of my ass and planted a kiss on my asshole, which I kept shaven just for him. Well, he kept his shaven likewise. It was incredibly personal and sexy.

Tom lubed a finger then replaced his tongue, which was now encircling the rim of my ass with his finger. I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of it sliding into me. Tom finger fucked my ass a few moments and I spread my knees further apart to give him more access. 

But when he withdrew his finger and I heard lube squirt onto his dick, I rocked even more forward on my knees and leaned onto my elbows with my ass high in the air at the edge of the bed. I heard a squishing sound as he lubed the shaft of his dick. I closed my eyes and could see his dick from memory as I listened to those erotic sounds of what was about to come.

Tom was the same eight-inch length that I was. He liked it well lubed so by the time he finished, it would be glistening. When the sound stopped, I sensed movement behind me. I steadied my knees and breathed deeply. My balls tingled and my heart beat a little faster.

Then I felt him. His left hand rested on my left hip. Then the soft flesh from the head of his dick pushed it's way between the cheeks of my ass and parted them gently. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down the crack of my ass; partly to tease me; partly to center it on my asshole.

"You want me, Brad?" he asked. His voice was lower now, sensual; more sensual than you would expect from a man. And that's part of what I loved about sex with two men.

For some reason, men don't try to be macho or feminine even, when making love to another man. They just do what feels right. Or at least, that's how it is with us. When don't try to be something else in bed. We give up our bodies and our egos.

"Yes." My ass twitched.

"You really want me?" He rubbed that glistening phalanx against my quivering hole.

"Fuck me, Tom."

He rubbed it some more. I heard him moan as he pressed his flesh against me. I tried to spread my knees further apart.

"Damn, your ass feels good, Brad. You're so warm."

"You want me. Don't you Tom?"

"Yes." His voice was low. It quivered.

"You've wanted to fuck me all day, haven't you?" I said rubbing my ass against his dick. His left hand squeezed my hip.

"Yes." He moaned.

"Then fuck me, Tom. I want your big dick inside me. Fuck me."

Tom steadied himself with his left hand. I felt him center the tip of his dick against my puckered ass, which was now tingling to the point it was numb. He pushed against the puckered folds of my flesh as I relaxed, allowing the head of his dick to slip smoothly within me.

The feeling will never grow old. As he entered me, it was like a shift occurred in space and time. Immediately, we became one flesh, a warm fullness sweep over me and my chest burned with desire.

Deeper Tom glided into me. Soon his right hand rested on my right hip as he guided himself farther within the depths of my bottom. The fullness within me grew. My dick twitched and I exhaled slowly.

As soon as I accepted him fully, he slowly withdrew his dick, but not completely. When the rim of his dickhead neared the entrance to my ass he reversed the movement and rocked his hips forward again. Each withdrawal motion caused me to feel empty and long for him to plunge back deeper inside.

Slowly, he repeated the motion. Soon the longing for him to remain inside caused me to involuntarily rock my ass onto his dick. I rocked my hips back and forth in unison to the motion of his dick. We were fucking.

I lost all sense of time. Tom fucked me slowly at first, but gradually the pace quickened. My balls now tingled and my dick was sensitive as it bobbed below us. I could hear Tom groan with pleasure as we fucked.

The sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the bedroom. The groans sounded more like animals than humans. I knew if I touched my dick, I would explode.

"Brad, I'm going to cum." Tom said as he squeezed my hips firmly.

"Cum in me Tom."

"I'm going to cum." He fucked me harder. His dick now glided in and out of my ass like a piston. My dick twitched and the shaft ached. My balls rocked gently back and forth. I raised up on all fours to brace myself, so that I could push my ass back onto his dick and drain it of his cum.

"Fuck me, Tom. Damn your dick feels good."

"I'm cumming Brad. Oh, shit....I'm cumming....Ahhh...."

Tom began to jerk spasmodically within me. And although some would think it takes some sort of subservience to allow a man to fuck you in the ass, on the contrary, it is at that moment that I felt a great sense of power.

I took great pleasure in knowing I could have this effect on my lover. He was in my complete control at this point, in fact, he had lost total control over his own body. He was under my spell and my body made him writhe and cum in throes of uncontrollable ecstasy. And this desire would burn within him until we fucked again.

The warmth of his cum splashed inside me. I could feel every twitch of his dick. His body jerked with my ass impaled on his shaft squeezing every drop of cum from him. But I too couldn't hold back anymore.

When Tom's grunts turned to sighs, I leaned forward until his dick popped from the rim of my ass. I flipped over onto my back and began jacking myself off in full view of Tom still holding his glistening dick and standing over me at the edge of the bed.

For some reason, it was then that I felt vulnerable and no longer in control. Tom had now come back to his full faculties and it was now I who not only was helpless as my orgasm began to build, but I was masturbating in front of my lover, unashamed and unable to stop.

Tom's cum was about to leak from my ass when it suddenly clenched tightly. I lifted my hips upward and saw a smile spread across Tom's face as he enjoyed the show. My balls pulled up tight. The shaft of my dick twitched, then my body stiffened. Suddenly, my skin became super-sensitive. My thighs trembled and I shuddered briefly.

"I'm cumming Tom. Oh, I'm cumming...." I tried to scream it again but the words caught in my throat.

"Cum for me, Brad." I heard Tom say before he bent over and licked a drop of cum that leaked from my ass.

As soon as his tongue touched my ass, white globs of cum spurted from my dick. But by the time the first glob landed on my stomach, Tom lifted his head from my ass and clamped his mouth over the head of my dick as I pumped the remainder of my sticky load down his throat.

Tom sucked and swallowed as stream after stream burned through my shaft. I continued to jack off as Tom sucked.

When my head cleared Tom collapsed on top of me and we kissed. His tongue was still sticky from our cum. 

We didn't lay there long, however. Tom pulled me up and we quickly showered and headed for the restaurant. 

"What's the occasion?" I asked as we settled at a table.

"There's someone I want you to meet. Don't be mad. I just thought it would be better if you met her officially. I figured it was better this way." He said.

"Oh, no Tom. Not your new girlfriend."

"Hey. She's not new. We've been together for six months and I've kind of been pressing her to marry me. She's fabulous."

"Marry her? Does she know about us? Does she know you fuck a guy on occasion?"

"Of course, not. I'll figure that out later. I may not even tell her. I haven't decided yet. For now, I just wanted you to meet her. Oh, don't look, here she comes." "Hi Tom. Sorry I'm late." I sipped my drink but the sound of the sultry, female voice caused the liquid to go down the wrong way. I coughed briefly as I caught Tom and the woman embracing out of the corner of my eye.

I stood. She smiled. I smiled. I coughed again then cleared my throat then extended my hand.

"Jill this is Brad. Brad, Jill." Tom said.

"Hi." I said. 

I can only guess what Jill was thinking. I know my mind was reeling and Tom had no clue. Jill was a cool customer though; she didn't miss a beat. With the exception of a brief pause when she extended her hand, you'd think we never knew each other.

We ordered. There was the usual small talk. Tom introduced me as his best friend. Jill kept eyeing me and I kept eyeing her when Tom wasn't looking. She had changed clothes since she and I fucked earlier and I must admit, she was stunning.

No longer in her usual business outfit, she wore a black dress, form fitting and boy did she have the form to fill it. Her legs looked even sexier than when I lay between them just hours earlier, eating that beautiful pussy of hers. I wondered if she had made her decision on whether to marry her boyfriend. At least, now I knew whom that boyfriend was.

Apparently, she had questions as well and she found a way to ask them. Just as the waiter was setting out our food, she looked at me, and then knocked over a glass of water directly onto Tom's lap. Tom grabbed a napkin and began drying himself.

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. Why don't you go to the men's room and use the hand dry on that." She said.

Tom agreed and headed for the men's room. Before he even arrived, Jill's face turned serious.

"What the hell is this all about?" she said.

"Jill, I didn't know you were his girlfriend. Honest. It's a surprise to me too."

"Surprise. You think I'm concerned about a quick office fuck. Is he your boyfriend? The guy you tell me you fuck."

"Jill, I..."

"It is. You're fucking him. That's just great. And I was the one worried about settling down."

"It's more like, friends with benefits is all. You know, I told you at work my sex life has dropped off since you came along."

"Your saying he's just fucking me more than you now. That's supposed to make me feel better?"

"Jill. You're the one that was worried about settling down, you know...worried about fucking just one guy the rest of your life. Remember?"

Jill's eyes shifted. She spotted Tom returning. 

"If it's any consolation Jill. The fuck today was the most incredible fuck I've ever had with a woman. Hell, I think I like women again. How about..." I couldn't finish the sentence. Tom sat down.

"Did I miss anything?" Tom asked.

"Oh no honey. Brad here was just asking me how I liked my meat." She said.

"It looks good." Tom said picking up a fork.

"He was telling me he liked meat as much as I do. " She pierced her fork into her food lightly then slowly ate it in a sultry fashion.

"Yea, Tom. I was wondering if she liked her meat." I said.

"I like my meat. I had meat this afternoon and you know what? It was fantastic." Jill said. She pierced a piece of steak on Tom's plate.

"Tom. I like your meat." She said. She then pierced a piece of steak on my plate then ate it too.

"What are you doing?" Tom asked.

"And you know, Tom? I've decided. I like Brad's meat too." Jill said.

I rubbed my eyes.

"Is there something I need to know?" Tom asked.

"We need to talk." Jill said.

"I tell you what, why don't I catch a cab back to my apartment and leave you two alone for a bit." I said. 

It looked like a good time to leave. So I did. 



Bi-Brad Ch. 03



The knock on my door was loud. Who would dare knock on my door at midnight?

It had been an interesting day. First, my office colleague Jill, pulled me in her office for a fuck because she couldn't decide if she should marry her boyfriend and settle for just one man the rest of her life.

I guess she figured if fucking a semi-gay, bi-sexual guy turned her on then all bets were off for marriage. Talk about stacking the deck. Little did she know, was I like girls too and the quick office sex was great. Hell, I might start fucking women again.

Then Tom, my friend with benefits that I have man on man sex with on occasion, since I don't have time for women, came over for a quick fuck before dinner.

The problem was he wanted me to meet his girlfriend he was thinking about marrying over dinner. You guessed it. It turned out to be Jill.

So I left them to talk. Quite frankly, I think both of them are sex maniacs. Heck, I would be if I had time. Tom has to fuck me on the side in addition to his women 'cause he likes to walk on the wide side or something. He just can't get enough from women.

Jill is one hot woman who always seemed to have a different boyfriend until Tom came along. But just when things get serious, I think she feared life with Tom would put a damper on her wild side that, before Tom, involved men night after night. Believe me, I heard the stories at work.

I opened the door. My heart skipped a beat. I wouldn't have expected the two figures at my door, especially together.

"Hi Brad. We talked." Tom said as he and Jill strode through my door.

"You're kidding, right?" I said watching them both head for my living room as they took off their jackets.

"Well, it seems I didn't really know Jill after all." Tom said.

"He didn't know how wild I was and I didn't realize how kinky Tom was." Jill said. They grinned. She nuzzled her face against his.

"You're okay that he fucks both of us?" I said.

"Actually, I'm relieved. If it hadn't been for you, we wouldn't have had an honest discussion." Jill said.

"It seems Jill has an off and on relationship with another woman. She also is afraid to only fuck one man the rest of her life." Tom said.

"And you're okay with that?" I rubbed my eyes.

"Oh, yes. As a matter of fact, I think I'll fuck two men right now." Jill reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. Before my brain could register what was happening, it fluttered to the floor revealing her lovely legs within sheer stockings, white panties and a lace bra.

Still stunned, I watched as Jill tore Tom's clothes off as they kissed. It was as if someone had flipped a switch and we were suddenly in some kind of bad movie. It was surreal.

Tom groped for Jill's ass and breasts in between shaking various article of clothing off his body. In no time, Jill was stripping off his underwear. His dick sprang free and after another brief kiss she turned to me.

I don't know which was more beautiful; Tom's rigid dick or Jill's full breasts and smooth legs. She pulled off my shirt before I could speak. But what would I say if I did?

She sank to her knees, pulling my pants and shorts with her. Just when I felt her luscious lips engulf my hardening dick, Tom leaned in front of my face and kissed me. His tongue darted and searched for mine. He then joined Jill, kneeling next to her and they took turns ravishing my throbbing manhood.

I only remember saying that we should go to the bedroom. I wanted them both. We left a trail of what clothes we still had on, mostly Jill's bra and panties. There was a sock here and there belonging to Tom or me.

Jill took me by the hand and pulled me toward the bed. We collapsed in each other's arms; our lips found each other and our tongues wound round and round. Tom lay behind Jill, kissing her neck and massaging her breasts.

Soon he adjusted his hips closer to her from behind. She lifted her leg slightly and she began moaning softly into my mouth. He was entering her. 

I kissed my way down her neck, between her breasts and over her toned stomach. Then in front of my face was Tom's gorgeous dick sliding in and out of her swollen pussy. I licked it as it glided in and out. Then I kissed her clitoris and licked it as well.

Jill moaned. Tom groaned. His strokes became purposeful. I continued to lick them both as they fucked.

Before long, Tom's groans changed to animal-like grunts. I was sucking on Jill's clitoris, which was now rigid like a miniature dick. On one of his purposeful strokes his dick popped out of her pussy and I immediately let it slip into my mouth.

Tom continued to gyrate his hips and fucked my mouth in the same manner as he had fucked Jill. No sooner than his head slipped within my lips, I felt his dick began to pulsate.

Warm streams of cum sprayed inside my mouth as I tried to swallow and suck at the same time. He was still in the throes of orgasm when Jill pulled me from between her legs and on top of her.

Tom's dick slipped from my lips as he rolled from behind Jill and began jacking himself off. I felt a couple more streams of cum spray on my hip as Jill rolled onto her back then reached down to grab my dick.

She aimed the head at the entrance to her wet pussy. I quickly penetrated her. Warmth and wetness enveloped my dick. Tom was still moaning and squeezing the last drops of cum from his dick next to us as Jill wrapped her legs around me.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now." She said.

It was going to be a quick fuck for all three of us. It was fast, furious lust as I pierced her pussy over and over. She devoured my lips and tongue still dripping with Tom's pearly white cum.

The feeling was intoxicating. One second I had my male lovers dick in my mouth, the next I was pumping vigorously between the legs of a beautiful woman. 

My dick ached. Jill tossed her head back and groaned but sounds barely escaped. Suddenly, my legs tingled, my dick started to pulsate and I could feel Jill's pussy quivering as well.

I held myself over Jill. Our faces were inches from each other. My hips gyrated back and forth between her lovely smooth thighs. I sensed Tom next to us taking in the beauty that we felt.

The room was filled with the sounds of exhaling, huffing and moaning. You could hear flesh slapping against flesh. A musky scent of sex filled our nostrils as the aura of raw sex filled the room.

My ass twitched tight. A groan caught in my throat. Jill felt it too as she grasped the sheets and her eyes seemed to lose focus momentarily. Warmth pierced through my dick and pulsated inside of Jill. Wave after pulsating wave swept over us.

Jill arched her back slightly and her eyes drank me into her. Our bodies began to spasm in unison until finally the waves of orgasm began to subside. 

Exhausted I rolled off of Jill. My dick glistened with cum. Tom leaned over her and licked her shining wet pussy then cleaned my dick as well.

"Was that a quickie?" I asked.

"Oh...there's more where that came from." Jill said.

"A lot more." Tom added.

It was the start of a beautiful relationship.