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A Threesome

By: lickablenipsddd



She opened her door to find a nice looking man asking if so and so was living here, and if chance she was the person. She told him she was and they began talking about why he was here. Then he asked if sense she did not have any one living with her if she could rent out a room to this older gentlemen who had just gotten out of jail after being acquitted. He handed her the file and she read over it and told him that she did not have a problem with it. The man told her he would be back this evening after he got off work and bring him over.

She spent the next hours cleaning and getting the only other bedroom ready for her new room mate. Around 5:00 P.M. she watched as the man's car pulled into her driveway again. He got out and so did the other man, he looked younger than the other man. She opens the door and told them both to come inside.

"Good Evening Miss Brown, this is Mr. Pop, the gentleman I was telling you about earlier. Frank this is Miss Brown your new landlady, You will give her 200 dollars a week, and she will mail me 100 of that money each week." the man said.

"I'm sorry I forgot your name. And I am happy to meet you Mr. Pop." she said smiling.

"Please call me Frank, and thank you so much for letting me live here." Frank said, as he took her hand and kiss the top of it.

"And I am Bob Mcfee, mama. Well Frank I will see you soon. Be good and try to stay out of trouble for a long time." Bob said and then wish them a good evening and left.

The days turned into weeks and then into months. Now three month later, and not one bit of trouble from her room mate. He went to work, paid her, and was either in his room or watching TV. He helped her keep her yard cut, and he took the trash cans out every week. One evening they got to talking and the subject of sex came up. She asked him how he survived that in jail and he was straight up about it. He told her that he had one guy that would every once in a while would let him fuck his ass hole, he laugh and told her that he would always close his eyes and pretend it was a girl's ass he was fucking.

"But what about now? You don't leave the house that I know of." she asked.

He told her he would be right back and went to his room. When he came out he was carrying a stack of papers, must have been at least three inches thick.

"I printed these off the Internet while I was in jail. These I read over and over again. She is my favorite writer." he said.

She took the stack, and started reading them, and then she noticed that they were her story's she had written. She asked him if he would hand her the pen on the table next to him. He did and she flip to an almost blank paper and began to write. Then she handed it to him.

"To my greatest fan, I hope you enjoy these stories and the many more I have written, Yours, Lickablenipss." he read it again to be sure he had read it right the first time.

Lickablenips. He looked at her and she smiled at him and stood up and motioned for him to come with her. He followed her to her bedroom. Stood in the doorway as she booted up her computer. She sat down on her bed and looked up at him, patted the bed next to her and told him to come sit down. He watched as she open a program and then a few more clicks and the page held all the story's she had written so far. 

"Go ahead and read them." she said.

He started reading them, and about half way though the third one she noticed the bulge in his pants. As he continues to read she saw his hand go down, and rub his pants covered cock. She went to stand up and he stop her told her that she did not have to leave, if she did not mind if he took his cock out and stroke his self while he read. She told him she did not mind, if she could watched. He looked at her and smile and told her he did not mind at all, in fact he would enjoy it a lot.

She moved back so he could sit in front of the computer and while he pulled his pants down she ex planned how the mouse worked. He sat down and started reading and she watched his hand slowly move up and down his shaft. She had to look twice as she watched as it grew longer, and grow thicker than any cock she had seen before.

"Wow, your so big." she said in a soft whisper.

He looked at her, and was surprised by the look of excitement in her eyes. He asked if she would like to touch it. She looked into his eyes and a soft yes escape her mouth. He took her hand and wrapped it around his length. He moaned as she slowly moved her hand up and down. Images flash though his mind of her naked, touching him, her tit's in his hands, and him in her mouth. He felt his cock getting even harder, and told her he was going to cum. He squirted all over her hand and himself, she continues to rub the cum all his cock.

She looked at him and watched as the emotions dance across his face. He whispered a soft thank you, as he left the room. She smiled and slip a finger into her mouth, licking his cum off. "Mmmm, sweet tasting," she thought. Licking all her fingers that had his cum on them.

As the weeks past the image of his hard cock never left her. One evening really late, he knock on her bedroom door. She opens the door, and smile at him. He had his hands in his pockets and tried to talk many times, but could not seem to get the words out.

"Just say it straight out Frank." she said.

" Would you be interested in giving me a hand job again please?" he asked.

She told him to come in, and have a seat. She saw that he was hard, and his pants were stretched tight. First she rubbed her hand over the bulge slowly.

"Did you really enjoy what I did the last time Frank?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Oh God yes." he told her, groaning.

Her hand makes circles on his gowning cock. He reached down and undid his pants and watched as she slip her hand inside and pulled out his semi-hard cock. He moaned again as her hand stroke the full length of him. Closing his eyes, and thrust up into her hand, brought the skin tight around the base of his cock. With one hand she undid her blouse and asked if he like to play with these while she played. Opening his eyes he saw her large sagging titties, and reached out to take them in his hands. Squeezing them gentle, He leaned in and licked each nipple.

"Stand in front of me Frank." she told him.

He moved around and stood in front of her his cock was perfectly in place level with her tit's. She told him to hold her tit's while she puts his cock between them. He wrapped her titties tightly around his thrusting cock. He loved the feeling of fucking her tit's. Just then the phone rang, and he went to move away and she stop him. 

"Don't stop please." she begged him, picking up the phone and said hello.

"Yes. He is a little busy right now. Yes Sir he has been home all night. OH that might be cause he has his cock sliding between some titties." she laugh, and said, then handed him the phone.

"I see that you are busy getting some relief. Tell me is it good." his parole officer asked him.

"OH FUCK YES, She gave me a wonderful hand job a few weeks back, and I had to asked her if she would again, but she let me do this..... No I am way to big for that. OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" she said groaning.

"Are you going to fuck her pussy?........ What happen Frank?" Bob asked as if he did not know what was happening.

"Oh god she just took my cock in her mouth, oh fuck!!" Frank groaned.

Holding the phone still, he was stun when she moved away and he watched as she stood up and undress. Bending over she took something out of the cabinet, waving a hand full of condoms. She asked if he would wear one. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs as he told her yes he would. Taking the condom and putting it on. He gave her the phone and told her that Bob wanted her to tell him how she was feeling. She took the phone and smile as he kissed each thigh.

He took his cock and rubbed it along the lips of her pussy. He could feel the heat coming off her. He pushed in slowly. Slowly in, out and back in till he had half of his cock in her pussy. She gave him the phone then and pushed her hip upwards trying to get more of his cock in. She leans down and told him she wanted on top. He told Bob to hold on a minute and moved away and lay down on the bed and she move above him an eased her pussy down on his hard, thick cock. A long deep drawn out groaned escape her lips, as his cock slid deeper and deeper. Grabbing the phone when he heard Bob yelling.

"Hell, she has all nine fucking inches of my cock inside her pussy. Oh fuck yes!!" he told Bob.

She leaned down and whisper in his ear. Squeezing her pussy muscles around him.

"Where are you Bob?" Frank asks.

"Am in your neighborhood, just left my last meeting. Why?" he said, asking why.

"Oh fuck she wants to know if you want to fuck her ass right now." Frank said.

"Hell yes, I am on my way, stay on the phone and tell me what your doing, Brother." Bob said.

Five minutes later. He pulls into her driveway.

"I'm here." Bob said.

"Come in, lock the door behind you, come all the way down the hallway and you will see my sexy lady riding my cock hard." Frank told him, and hung up the phone.

Bob locked the door, he could heard moaning, and groaning coming from the back of the house. Following the sounds, he found them going at it good when he walked though the door. He quickly undress, and she saw him, motioning for him to come over she reached for his hard cock.

"Guess you love hearing us. Mmmmm, nice cock Bob. Take the tube and lube me and your self up and get it inside me quick." she told him.

Frank grabs her ass and pulls her hard into him, taking his cock deeper yet. Bob moves around and rubs his cock up and down her ass crack. When he was ready he pushed his cock inside. Then he felt her slam her ass back towards him hard. Taking his cock all the way inside her ass hole.

"OH FUCKING GOD, DANM FRANK YOU DID NOT TELL ME THAT SHE WAS GOING TO BE FUCKING TIGHT!" Bob grunts loudly.

She was close to cumming, feeling two cock moving inside her at the same time. Frank's cock was the best by far, and she was enjoying the feel of his thick hard cock. She hoped that he would want a lot more of her after this. Then she felt Bob's cock slamming into her ass hole faster now, Then she heard him cry out.

"AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!! CUMMMMMMMINGGGGGG!!" Bob yelled. 

She could feel his body jerking into her, then she felt his hot cum filling her ass hole. Slowly bob pulled out and clean off his cock, pulled his pants on and walked around, lean down kissed her and thanked her for the greatest fuck he has had in a long time. He left then. Frank pulled her back to him, and he kissed her and she told him she wanted him to be on top now. He gave her a wicked smile and turned her on to her back, and grab her legs. Lifting them to his shoulders, he pushed his cock deep, and slowly pulled back out, then looked into her eyes, and grabbed her ass, and slammed his cock deep into her pussy.

A Threesome?



For a long time now I have been fantasising about what it would be like to have a threesome with two really well hung men. When I go to my bed at night it is the one fantasy that always gets my pussy juices flowing. Size has never really been an issue to me, but I know all my girlfriends, myself included, want to try a really big one at least once. Only I decided to take it that one step further and try two at the same time. What can I say, I'm a greedy girl!

The problem of course was how to make sure I got what I was looking for. It is easy to go around looking at a guy's package through his jeans, but until you get it in the flesh you can never be certain. Advertising through a dating agency wouldn't guarantee the size either, how many guys do you know that tell the truth about the size of their cock?

While chatting to a friend in a Yahoo chat room on the internet I came across "user rooms". I had never noticed them before so decided to take a look. What a shock! I never realised there were that many horny people out there. As I scrolled down all the different rooms I found just the thing to help me in my search for "the holy grail". The room in question was dedicated to cock judging.

Almost as soon as I entered the room I was bombarded with personal messages from guys asking me to look at their cocks on camera. Maybe it is because they were packing some serious meat that they choose to go on camera, but I was amazed at how many big cocks were out there!

I spent nearly a whole weekend in front of my computer watching dozens of men stroking their cocks on line for me. It was such a turn on I couldn't help but strip off and play with myself as I watched these fantastic specimens. This wasn't just a weekend of pleasure though, this was research. I let everyone know that I live in the Chester area and made a list of all the men I liked who lived within about fifty miles of my home. This covers a large population, reaching from North Wales, up to Liverpool, over to Manchester and almost down to Birmingham.

There were eight men who made my short-list, not one of them was less than nine inches erect. I added them all to my friends list on my messenger and every time I logged on I would take time to chat to who ever was online. I exchanged photos and generally got to know more about them, were they attached, how old they were, what their sexual preferences were.

Almost straight away I ruled three of them out, mainly because they were arrogant and quite rude. Just because a girl likes sex doesn't make her a slut, even if in my case it may be true! But unless I say it's okay while in the act of sucking cock, being taken from behind or whatever, I don't like a guy to keep calling me one. 

In the end it came down to whether or not I would have sex with them if I met them while I was out. Out of the five that were left three fit this category, and after a lot of thinking I decided it would be unfair to rule one out. So I did what every girl is entitled to do and changed my mind, I would take all three!

When I put my proposal to them they couldn't have been more eager. I had a feeling that they might have felt strange about getting naked in front of other guys, but they were well up for it. I didn't want to invite them to my home, so I made arrangements to book into a busy hotel in the city where plenty of people coming and going wouldn't raise too many questions.

I booked the room for a Saturday night, and that morning I had a long soak in the bath and made sure all my bits were neatly trimmed, paying lots of attention to my pussy. I couldn't help but have a little play but didn't let myself cum, I wanted to build up the anticipation.

I put on my sexiest lingerie, a lace white bra and matching thong through which you could see the outline of my pussy lips. Over this I wore a short white dress together with a pair of three inch heels. I wanted to give an impression of innocence, even if this was far from the truth.

I deliberately arrived at the bar fifteen minutes late. When I walked in I looked around the room and spotted two of them sat separately, with the third stood by the bar. All three recognised me from the photos I had sent them and as I walked to the guy at the bar the other two came over.

"Hi guys, sorry I'm a little late", I said.

They all responded at the same time, telling me its fine, not a problem. I made introductions and they nervously shook hands.

Dave was about six foot tall, had brown hair and a tanned, muscular body. Tom also had brown hair, he wasn't as big as Dave but was nicely toned. Andy was blond, 5'10" and slim, with a permanent smile on his face, definitely a real charmer. 

We had a drink and then moved on to another bar that specialises in Vodka. We all choose a different flavour from the drinks menu and knocked them back in one. The next round soon appeared and that too was knocked back. I could feel the effects of the drinks taking place and didn't want to get too drunk, so I said to the guys,

"Shall we carry on this party back in my hotel room?"

Thirty seconds later we were out the door and heading up the road to the hotel. I gave the guys my room number and told them to come into the hotel via the car park, that way it wouldn't look obvious that I was taking three men back to my room.

After letting them in I asked them to sit on the bed while I got them all a drink from the mini bar. I decided to have one more for a bit of Dutch courage, and put some music on the radio. As they drank I moved so I was standing directly in front of them. I began to dance slowly and turned my back to them. I sat down on Toms lap and began to rub against his crotch.

"Unzip me", I demanded. 

His hands came up and pulled the zipper all the way down. I could feel his cock stiffen against my arse through his jeans. I stood up and let my dress fall from my shoulders revealing my pure, white underwear, the string of my thong deep in between the cheeks of my bum. I turned to face them all and said,

"Strip off to your underwear".

They stood up and began to undress. I picked up my drink and slowly began to suck the cold beer from the bottle as I watched them. I felt my pussy moisten as I saw these three very fit men getting undressed and looking at the bulge in their pants I knew I wasn't going to be disappointed. Once they were down to their pants, all of them wearing boxer shorts I was pleased to see, I told them to sit back on the bed. 

This time I sat down on Dave's lap and asked him to unfasten my bra which he promptly did. I took his hands and raised them to my breasts as my bra fell to the floor. My nipples responded instantly and hardened to his touch. I let him fondle my breasts as I worked my arse over his stiff cock, then stood and moved over to Andy. Since he was the sexiest I had decided he was going to be the one to remove my thong. He was eyeing my body up and down, his gaze eventually settling on my moist pussy lips protruding through the damp fabric of my underwear.

"Take them off me", I told him.

He reached out and took hold of them, and as he peeled them down my Brazilian came into view. As he moved them down my thighs the crotch was sticking to my pussy. God I was so wet. His cock was straining against his boxers, and as I looked over at the other two I saw they were in the same state of arousal. I lifted my feet and stepped out of my thong, leaving me naked except for my heels.

"Okay guys, let me see those cocks".

As one they stood, and as they lowered their shorts I heard an intake of breath...then I realised it was me. Oh my God, they were huge. They looked bigger in reality than on my computer and I was suddenly having second thoughts, what had I let myself in for? As I stood there staring, they moved towards me. Suddenly hands were all over my body, caressing my naked flesh, squeezing my arse, rubbing my throbbing clitty and tweaking my nipples. 

I reached down and took hold of the first cock I could. It was Dave's, and at nine inches was the smallest of the three. Tom and Andy's were both the same length, about ten inches long, but Toms was a bit thicker. I began to stroke the shaft of Dave's cock, feeling it harden more to my touch. Andy fell to his knees and raised my left leg over his shoulder so he could get access to my hot pussy. I felt my other leg start to buckle as his tongue flicked over my clitty, but they held on to me as his tongue worked its magic.

Reaching out with my other hand I took hold of Toms cock. This was such an experience, a cock in each hand as I was being expertly eaten out. I was wanking them in unison as they groped my boobs, pinching and squeezing my nipples. I knew I was going to cum, I could feel that familiar sensation. What stopped me was Dave. The shock of him spurting his hot cum all over my belly threw me, and Andy took some of it on the side of his face!

"Oh fuck...I'm sorry".

Andy was soon on his feet, he looked really pissed off but the embarrassed look on Dave's face had the effect of calming him down.

"Fucking hell mate, she must give one hell of a hand job?" he laughed.

"Hannah, I'm sorry, it's just that I have been holding off wanking for the last week I couldn't help it, you are just so sexy", he apologised. 

What could I say? 

"Well I think I will take it as a complement, it's nice to know I have that effect on you! But now I have to get you hard again. Why don't you sit and watch for a while as I show these two how much I love to suck cock?"

With that I got down on my knees in front of the two biggest cocks I had ever had. I reached out and took them both in my hands and aimed them towards my open mouth. I licked my lips and took one of them into my mouth, sucking gently on the end, then swapping over to the other cock I did the same thing. I spent the next five minutes alternating between them, sucking them steadily harder and faster until I thought they too were ready to cum.

When I looked over to Dave he was sat on the bed stroking his erect cock. I got on my hands and knees and crawled over to him, the other two guys getting a good view of my arse and pussy. I put my hands on his legs and asked him to feed me his cock. He aimed it to my hungry mouth and wanked the shaft as I took as much of his big cock as I could. As I was trying to deep throat his cock, something I have never been very good at, I felt a pair of hands on my hips. I looked over my shoulder to see Tom kneeling behind me, his huge cock aiming straight for my pussy.

"Take it slow babe", I begged.

This was it, this is the moment I had been dreaming of all this time. This was when I got to take two big cocks at the same time, one in my mouth and one in my tight, wet pussy. He let go of my hips and guided the end towards my opening, first rubbing it against my pussy lips before slipping the end inside me. Fuck it felt fantastic, I could feel myself stretching to take it. The feeling was unbelievable as he pushed more of his gorgeous cock into me.

Dave took my head in his hands and pulled my mouth back onto him. So this is what it felt like to be filled with cock. I began to suck him further into my mouth as Tom slowly began to fuck me. I had almost forgotten that Andy was there till he came and sat beside me and reached out to play with my boobs.

"You look so sexy with your mouth full of cock Hannah", said Andy.

I stopped sucking Dave and took Andy's cock into my mouth, massaging his heavy balls in my hand. I then alternated my cock sucking between them as Tom started to fuck me harder, going deeper with his lovely hard cock. I had never been so full and it felt wonderful. 

"Can I fuck your arse Hannah?" Tom asked.

I took my finger and sucked it, getting it really wet, and then used it to rub against my tight hole. As he fucked me I slipped it into my arse, loosening up my bottom, and then added a second. While I finger fucked my arse I asked Tom to fetch some lubricant from the bathroom. He returned with my Vaseline which I normally use to moisturise my lips, but was now going to put to a much dirtier use!

Tom took the jar and rubbed a large amount of it in onto his cock, and I dipped my fingers into it and slipped them both back into my arse, greasing myself up.

"Are you ready babe", he asked.

"Yes".

He pushed slowly against my hole, I tried to relax but it was starting to hurt and he hadn't even got the end in me yet. I closed my eyes and breathed out slowly, and as I did I felt a burning sensation as he got the thick end of his huge cock into me. I felt my sphincter muscle give as he got the first few inches inside. I have never known something so painful cause me so much pleasure. He began to fuck me with just those three inches, but it was enough. I began to feel myself getting used to its size and once more began sucking on Dave and Andy's cocks.

"You are such a good cock sucker Hannah, said Dave, but I want to know what your pussy feels like around my cock. Think you can take all three of us at once?" 

Now I must admit, I had thought about this happening and the idea was very appealing, but I just wasn't sure if I would be able to handle all three together. What the hell, I had come this far, if I didn't give it a go I would always regret not trying.

"Let's get on the bed", I said.

Dave moved first and lay down on his back. I sat astride him and lowered my pussy onto his thick cock. He had a look of pure lust on his face as I took his full nine inches inside myself. This time Andy got behind me and after greasing up his cock pushed it gently into my arse. This was the first time in my life I had ever been double penetrated and it felt like nothing I have experienced before. The pleasure and pain is indescribable, and I knew right then nothing would ever feel this good again.

Tom moved up to the head of the bed and offered me his cock to suck. It had just been fucking my arse and had a thin coating of Vaseline on it, but I was so turned on I took it straight into my mouth. It tasted a little greasy, but after a minute of sucking and slurping hungrily on it I soon had it clean.

"Airtight", said Tom.

"Damn this is one sexy girl", replied Dave.

I had never heard the phrase airtight before, but as soon as he said it I knew exactly what he meant. I was feeling so desirable, three sexy guys all giving me such pleasure and my body was one like one large erogenous zone. With the pressure of Andy pushing down on me as he fucked my arse, my clitty was permanently rubbing against Dave's shaft, and once more I felt my orgasm approaching fast. I just relaxed and let it come, the heat building in my belly as it washed over me.

"Ohhhh fuck yessssss..." I thought to myself.

My body was shaking, my legs felt weak and I had to stop sucking to catch my breath.

"Let's swap places, suggested Dave," I want to get into that arse".

Andy pulled out and I got off Dave's cock. I told Dave to stay where he was, only this time I got on him so my back was towards him. I slowly lowered my arse onto him as he guided it into me, and I then lay back offering my pussy to Andy. He wasted no time and was soon all the way inside me, all ten inches buried deep in my now sore pussy. Tom once more gave me his cock to suck...this was heaven.

Andy was really getting into it now, thrusting into me with long, powerful strokes. Dave couldn't move but with Andy's thrusting it was making my arse go up and down on his cock, milking him. I was just concentrating on sucking Toms cock, I wanted, needed to make him cum. I was that desperate to get a mouthful I was sucking like a woman possessed. 

"I'm cumming..." said Andy.

I felt his body stiffen as he gave one last thrust and flooded my pussy. This set Tom off too and he shot a hot mouthful of cum into my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but some of it dribbled out of the corner of my mouth onto my boobs. As Andy pulled out and fell away, Dave rolled me over onto my belly and began fucking me hard in my arse. I could feel it bottoming out deep inside me and just closed my eyes and prayed he wasn't doing me serious damage inside.

"Ooohhhhhhh fuck...I'm... cumming...in...your...arse..."

His grip tightened on my hips as he rammed his cock into me, shooting his load deep into me. I just lay there as he collapsed on top of me. When he finally found the energy to climb off I rolled onto my back and looked up at the three of them. They looked like the cat that had the cream, all grinning down at me.

"Thank you guys that was amazing", I said.

"You were great, that was the best sex I have ever had", replied Dave.

"Thanks Hannah".

"Yes thanks Hannah", said Andy.

"If you guys don't mind, I need the toilet and a soak in the bath. Think you can let yourselves out?"

They looked at me in stunned silence. I don't know if they were expecting more, but I had got what I set out for and knew I couldn't take any more. My arse and pussy were throbbing, not with excitement but in pain. It was an unforgettable experience that I would never regret doing but I don't think I would put my body through it again. I walked to the bathroom, my legs unsteady beneath me, and locked the door...



A Threesome Among Friends



This story contains explicit sexual content - shove off if you don't want to read stuff like that. ;o) All characters are over 18.

A Threesome Among Friends – A True Story

When I was still in high school my best friend was a guy called Mike. Mike had a very pretty girlfriend, Chrissy, that he had met on a night on the town. They had been together for half a year and he kept telling me about their sex life, which obviously had to be seen to be believed. The only thing his stories did for me were to serve as stimulant (although you don't really need much of that when you are 18) for my nightly masturbation sessions, because I was single at that time.

I had met Chrissy several times and we always got along very well, however, I never felt any sexual tension between us at these meetings, so I was pretty surprised when Mike told me one night that Chrissy was fantasizing about a threesome with him and me. The previous week the two lovebirds had seen me in a play our school drama group was staging (I had a crappy part, but I got to wear very tight shorts that showed my – not bragging here – tight ass very well) and Chrissy had really fallen for my butt when she saw me prancing around the stage.

Naturally, I wanted to avoid seeming too eager (and I was very eager), so I hesitated and told Mike I'd think about it. A couple of days later I told him that I would be in. We agreed to meet at his place, because he had a huge room in the attic and thus it was assured that his parents wouldn't hear whatever we did.

The big day came and I rang Mike's bell, scrubbed pink and carrying a bottle of wine to loosen the tension. When I came into his room Chrissy was already sitting on the couch, dressed casually in jeans and a nice blouse. 

We sat down, opened the bottle of wine and began to chat about this and that. Of course the conversation was pretty guarded, as no one knew how to handle the incredible sexual tension the room was filled with. Everybody knew what we were here for, but no one wanted to be the first to broach the subject. Eventually someone suggested playing strip poker and we all agreed, knowing that this would make it easier to get to where we wanted.

A couple of hands later we all sat around in various stages of undress. Suddenly Chrissy, who had obviously had enough of this child's play, got up and announced that she would go to bed now. She said she didn't really mind what we were going to do, she was off to bed. Mike and I watched her take her perky boobs around the wardrobe that his bed was hidden behind. We looked at each other, shrugged and followed her, both of us only dressed in our boxers.

Chrissy was already lying in bed. She had covered herself and when Mike removed the cover we saw that she was now completely naked. She had a beautiful patch of black pubic hair, that she had trimmed a little on the sides so she could wear a bikini. Her small breasts pointed firmly to the ceiling and her arousal had made her nipples stiff. When we saw her lying in bed Mike and I realized that this was for real now. While before that moment my nervousness had prevented me from getting an erection, this sight caused my cock to stand at immediate attention.

Chrissy asked us with a sly smile, if she would be the only one to get completely naked today, and, blushing, we slid off our trousers, suddenly very self-conscious. Chrissy smiled and waved me closer, then she took my hand and put it on her left breast. This was the signal for Mike to kneel down and start to kiss her. His hand soon found her pussy and his nimble fingers soon had her moaning and squirming. In the meantime I had begun to lick her breasts and suck on her nipples, when I suddenly felt her hands pushing me slowly but resolutely downwards. 

As I got closer I had a great view of Mike's fingers pumping in and out of Chrissy's very wet pussy. By now he was also moaning and a short sideways glance showed me why: Chrissy was pumping his stiff dick, which had started to leak precum. He was leaking so much of it that her hand was already wet and shiny. 

When I reached Chrissy's cunt I was not sure what to do. I had never before had oral sex with a girl, I had only read about it. Chrissy sensed my insecurity and reached down to show me where she wanted to be licked. Soon I lost my initial uncertainty and was eating her with relish. Her pussy had a lightly musky taste I just couldn't get enough of and she produced a lot of pussy juice to satisfy my cravings. I had just inserted two fingers into her pussy when Mike pushed me away from her and shoved his dick up her cunt. I had a great view of his cock being pushed past her swollen pussy lips and I couldn't help but give her clit a couple more licks while Mike was slowly fucking her.

However, Chrissy wasn't satisfied with the usual sex, she was determined to make the most out of this threesome. She moaned that she wanted to feel a dick in her mouth and I was all too happy to comply with her request. She started by slowly licking around my dickhead, then she licked along the length and finally she took the head into her mouth. The feeling was incredible! So far I had only had girls fondle my dick, none of them had ever offered to give me a blow job, but, unsurprisingly, I was instantly hooked. I climbed over her and started to fuck her face slowly, while Mike fucked her pussy.

We switched positions after some minutes and Mike was now fucking her doggy style, while I was lying on my back and Chrissy sucked me. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer and I told Chrissy, but my warning only made her suck me harder and I came with a shout, squirting a huge load into her eager mouth. She swallowed most of my cum, but my last squirt landed on her face. I lay back exhaustedly and watched Mike fuck her harder and harder. Her face was a mask of desire and my sperm on it made her look very lewd. Mike and Chrissy started to come together in a series of moans and cries of total lust. 

Afterwards we lay cuddling on the bed, Mike and me fondled her cunt that was filled with his jizz. It all seemed so natural, I wasn't even grossed out by touching another guy's sperm. In fact it felt pretty hot to touch her slippery love box and I became aroused again. 

I moved down to her pussy again and started to lick her clit while Mike was still fondling her. After some licks Chrissy moaned and her pussy contracted, producing a large gob of Mike's sperm. Without thinking I licked it up, equally surprising all of us. Their combined juices tasted slightly bitter but not unpleasant. 

Mike got a huge kick out of me doing this and so he moved down to join me and together we thoroughly cleaned out Chrissy's pussy. I later learned that he had occasionally eaten out Chrissy after he had fucked her. By the time we had finished cleaning Chrissy's cunt, my dick was hard enough to drive a nail through a wall with it. I looked at Mike questioningly and after hesitating shortly he nodded. I moved into a kneeling position and slowly entered Chrissy. Thoughts raced through my mind, but none of them made too much sense except one. I kept thinking, that this was the first time I slept with a girl and that I was such a lucky bastard to have such great friends who shared this experience with me.

The feeling I had when I pushed slowly into Chrissy was incredible. She was very wet after having been eaten out by us, so I didn't encounter much resistance on my first stroke. Then her pussy walls started to grip and massage my dick on every stroke, God, what an incredible feeling!

Mike took my position from the first round and fed Chrissy his dick. What an erotic sight it was, Chrissy sucking on her boyfriend with wild abandon while I was slowly fucking her beautiful pussy! After a while Chrissy said she wanted to sit on me and so we changed positions. Mike kept kneeling beside our heads and so I was treated to a close-up view of him having his dick sucked. 

This time he was the first to come (Chrissy sucked a mean dick) and he filled her mouth with his cream. After the first two spurts his dick slipped from her mouth and so my face was showered with Mike's cum. I was surprised by this, but again I wasn't grossed out. The whole scene was so erotic, I don't think that anything would have grossed me out that night. I opened my mouth and for the second time that night I tasted Mike's cum. While he was still shooting his sperm, Chrissy took his dick in her mouth again to collect the last of his seed and then she gave me a long kiss. This in turn triggered my orgasm and the feeling of my hot juices shooting into her pussy set her off, too. Again we collapsed on the bed and held each other tightly.

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A Threesome Between Friends



We heard her knock. He looked at me and I got up and opened the door. She was dressed casual with a skirt and button-down. She smiled and I gave her a kiss as she entered. He stood to greet her and kissed her as well. I poured us all a drink as we sat on the couch making small talk. He was in the middle. As we drank another glass of Pinot Grigio, his fingers started to wander to her leg. I smiled as he seemed to sneakily raise it higher up her thigh. 

She set down her glass and scooted closer to him and allows him more access. Higher his hand went, sliding now between her legs. I played with his waist band of his pants and managed to unzip them. I saw flashes of her thigh and saw that she wasn't wearing panties. I moved from the couch so that I was in front of him and pulled his cock from the restraints of his pants. Its warmness filled my hand and then my mouth. 

He slid her skirt up to her waist and she spread her legs wider for him to gain access. Slowly he slipped his finger in and out in the same rhythm as I was sucking his dick. She closed her eyes and licked her lips. He nudged open her shirt and with his free hand suckled her breast. 

The nipple was erect as he flicked it with his tongue. With my free hand I touched the inside of her thigh and rubbed my finger over her clit. As he was fingering her, I quickened my speed and matched his thrust. He withdrew and shifted in order to take off his pants. As he did so, I slipped in between her legs and kissed where the juice had already been running. 

I flicked my tongue slowly over her pussy lips and separated them slowly. I dipped my tongue into the wetness and slid it up over her clit. He came around next to me, now naked and finished unbuttoning her shirt. Her large breast spilled out and he leaned in to bite the tips. Grabbing each side of her tits, he slid his dick in-between and moved up and down. She tongued his cock when it came near, and the wetness made it slid easily. I slid one finger into her tight pussy as I continued to tease her clit with my tongue. 

She was dripping down my finger and onto the couch. Sucking up her juice I stood up and laid her down on her back. He got between her legs with his cock in hand with preparation of entry. I positioned myself over her face and she readily flicked her tongue. As I was settling down onto her mouth, he slid his rod into her wet cunt. Slowly he moved inside her and as her pleasure grew so did her force in my hole. Her tongue felt so good, and my pussy was swollen with ecstasy. He leaned over and kissed my lips, tasting her on me. 

He opened my shirt and palmed my naked breast. He pinched the tip like he knew I loved as he continued fucking her. She grabbed my ass and pulled me down closer and my peak was coming. He reached between herself and him and rubbed her clit and methodically pulsed until she was ready to scream. When her orgasm came, she spend herself around his dick, al the while getting me off. 

Our screams were together as was our release. Slowly he withdrew and drug me to his lap. I sat on his cock facing away, my pussy wet from her tongue. I slid down his shaft and placed my legs just inside his. She got on the floor and put her face between my legs. Again she slid her tongue around my clit and it was more sensitive because of my previous release. She sucked the jewel that was swollen from arousal. 

As he dicked me from the back her tongue swirled in my cunt and sometimes traveling to the base of his shaft. She took his balls in her mouth and gently sucked them. She returned to my spot and as I cam again, she licked me up and down. I stood this time and I kissed her slowly, playing my tongue against hers. I bite her lower lips and felt the warmness. I walked to end of the couch and found what I was looking for: My 12 inch strap on. She smiled and walked over to me, sliding the fake cock into her mouth. 

She bent over the arm of the couch and I slapped her ass playfully. She giggled and motioned for him to come closer. As I entered her with the massive dildo, she slid her hot mouth over his still erect cock. Slowly I started, pulling her hair gently as she blew him before her. With my free hand I reached around and flicked her clit, feeling the hot liquid run down me. She spread her legs wider to allow it to go deeper and she screamed every time I rammed her hot little hole. Unable to concentrate on the dick before her, he removed himself from the couch and came behind me. 

Bending slightly, he entered me standing up. His thrusts in turn became hers, as the pattern feel into place. She reached behind and slid a finger into my hole as he banged into me. The pleasure was so great and I knew that I was soon going to cum. Slowly he withdrew and brought me to the floor. 

Taking off the strap on, he turned me so I was on my knees. Readily I put my ass in the air and waited for him to enter. I motioned for her to come over and she lay on her back in front of me. She scooted closer and spread her legs wide. The reddening pussy was glistening with cum and I greedily slid my tongue between the swollen lips. She held my head as I dipped into the hot hole and licked up the sweet nectar. Faster I went as he went faster, wanting her to cum again in my mouth. 

She gritted her teeth and threw her head back and I knew she was close. I buried my face deeper, probing the hole with my tongue and flicking her clit all in one motion. She screamed that she was cumming and I was prepared with my mouth tightly over it. She tightened her legs as they went around my head and her orgasm rocker her. When it subsided, she watched me as he fucked me from the back. Slowly she slid beneath me, her face now at the base of his cock and on my clit. 

She shook her head back and forth, forcing her tongue to slide across my hot bead. The double sensation managed to make me peak in a matter of seconds. I gripped his cock with my pussy and I heard him moan. When it subsided he told me he was ready. He began to pump faster, letting his sensation rise and making me scream in pleasure. As quickly as he withdrew, she and I were there with our mouths. 

We licked from base to tip, jacking it with our mouths. At the moment of his release, we were there; our mouths opened waiting for the white cream. It spurted on us, mostly in our mouths and it seemed like it would never end. When he exhaled, she and I kissed, sharing the cum between our lips and tongues. Wiping away the little dribbles, we all lay back on the pillows on the floor with him in the middle. We fell asleep with each hand on his cock.



A Threesome for Yvette



(Note to reader: Point-of-view makes such a difference in how a reader relates to a story, especially when one moves from third person to first, as I have here. I've decided to re--write a few of my stories, shifting the narrative to another point of view, and hopefully providing a fresh and exciting reading experience. The below is one such rewritten story.)

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We first saw him at the beach, just down from the resort where we were spending two weeks. He was with a girl as stunning and as gorgeous as he was. While Steve and I first remarked on the absolute lusciousness of the girl, I made sure to comment on the "big bulge" in the crotch of the boy's Speedos, drawing Steve's attention to the ample package of hidden male genital goodies. We shared a knowing smile, both well aware of our common appreciation for such goodies.

The next time I laid my eyes on him, I was alone and he was alone. I'd decided to take an evening stroll before dinner and as I turned a corner of the cove I saw him sitting by a bluff, his Speedos pulled down, his eyes closed and his hand wrapped around his cock, busily stroking it. I was taken aback. What about the beautiful girl he had been with? Why this secluded masturbation when he was here with such an obviously delicious and sexy prize, I wondered? I knew, though, that however satisfying sex was with a partner, and however much of it there was to enjoy, there was always a place for solitary pleasures.

I was a distance away but, luckily, I had brought my binoculars and now brought them up to my eyes to have a look. That brought my gaze close to his cock and the fist he had wrapped around it, very close. Now I had an exceptionally intimate glimpse of that cock, as magnificent a specimen of the erect male organ as I had ever seen. And I had seen many, very many. It was a big one, a very big one. It was long, it was thick, it was very, very hard, and it was beautifully, perfectly shaped.

I knew cocks, and I loved cocks, considering myself a connoisseur of the penis, especially the erect penis. And his was to cocks what a prized Bordeaux was to wines. I especially appreciated, in a cock, one which had that long stripe of muscle running along the length of the underside. That, I felt, always made a cock seem extra erect, extra tempting. As I watched this perfect stranger, with his perfect cock, I could see that he was feeling deep pleasure. He lay back on the large towel he'd been half sitting on and I saw his entire body tense and arch as his pleasure mounted. I also saw his hand slow down as his climax neared, something that I loved to do when stroking or sucking a cock, to make the pleasure and ultimate explosion all the more intense.

As I watched, mesmerized, I felt my cunt become wet to the point of overflow. I was tempted to go over to the stranger and help him finish but restrained myself, watching. After several minutes of building tension I saw his body tense and then his hips rise as a long, strong steam of cum erupted from his magnificent cock, thick spurt after thick spurt. My knees nearly buckled as I lowered my binoculars and walked back to the room.

When I returned to join Steve for dinner I described in detail what I had observed. Like me, Steve, too, was a connoisseur of cock. He had himself a wonderful specimen, one of his many attractions, in my view. And, even more importantly, he knew how to use that specimen. We now both wondered, bantering lewdly, whether this boy, too, knew how to make good use of his exquisite specimen. 

A few days later I and Steve were both surprised when we saw who we had assumed to be the guy's girlfriend hugging and cavorting with another man. The puzzle was soon cleared up. A guest explained that the two whom we had assumed to be lovers were actually brother and sister. The new guy was the sister's husband, who had just arrived with other members of his family to join the siblings. All this also made it more understandable that the guy would be off on his own stroking that big cock of his, masturbating. 

Learning more, we found out that his name was Raul, and that he was a nineteen-year old tennis pro from Spain. Now I felt emboldened, learning that he was indeed unattached and having seen him work that sublime cock of his. So I approached him one morning on the beach and started talking, confessing that I had caught him jerking off. At first he blushed, but then he laughed, especially when I complimented him on that cock of his.

Then I took it a step further. I explained that Steve and I sometimes liked to add a guy to the mix and get into a sexy threesome, might he be up for that? He grinned a wolfish grin and said he just might, liking my provocative look and manner. Now I asked, feeling bolder by the minute, whether Raul mixed it up with guys as well as girls. Here he backed off. He said he'd let a guy suck his cock and might consider fucking a guy, being sexually very open-minded, but that he wouldn't suck cock or let himself be fucked. That disappointed me a bit since Steve and I had enjoyed a couple of torrid threesomes that were no holes barred, everyone did and was done to. But I knew Steve would still go for a scene like this, where there'd be no reciprocity, but where Steve would get to enjoy that spectacular cock we'd been talking about for the past few days. So I said I was going back to our room, where Steve had just gone, and maybe Raul would like to join us. He said sure, but first he wanted to shower, then he'd head up to our room.

A few minutes later he showed up, saying that with so many relatives there now, the showers were being used and asked if he could shower in our room instead. Of course, I told him, licking my lips as I looked over at Steve while Raul headed to the shower.

Soon we were both in the bathroom, waiting for him, when Raul stepped out of the shower, stark naked and dripping wet. And what Raul saw right away was that I and Steve were standing there, just as naked as he was,

Now we approached him, towels in hand, and started drying off his sleek, lithe smooth body. As we provocatively worked our towels over his ass, between his legs, and right over his cock we could feel that cock quickly hardening. And Raul, looking over at Steve, could see that Steve was already fully erect, his impressive cock standing up hard and straight, a beacon of virility.

Soon Raul's cock was standing up just as straight, with me giving Steve a meaningful look as we both glanced downward. I had already glimpsed the stunning penis and now Steve could see for himself that my description hadn't exaggerated in the least. Last time I was forced to peek at that cock through a pair of binoculars; now I was running a towel right over it! The sight and feel of it gave my goose bumps. And there was something else besides its sheer size, its length and thickness, and its steeliness. That was the angle at which it stood erect. Like Steve's, it stood up from his taut stomach at a sharp forty-five degree angle, so hard and erect it almost pressed right up against his stomach. Some erect cocks are plenty big and plenty thick when erect, but they have just a touch of sponginess to them and stick out at a right angle, or even droop a little, rather than standing up straight, almost vertical. Those super-hard, super-virile cocks were the kind that did something special for me. Steve had a cock like that. And now I could see that this nineteen-year old Spanish tennis player did too, and his was even bigger and thicker than Steve's; his was truly massive. I felt my blood rushing from my heart to my face to my now-soaked pussy.

"Come to bed," I purred at the youth in my kittenish, seductive voice. And moments later Raul was between us as we pressed in on his taut, athletic body, reaching down together to stroke and tease his magnificent penis. I, who was good at making such estimates, guessed that he carried around ten stiff inches down there. And his splendid tool seemed almost as thick as my wrist. We ganged up on him now, me and Steve, as Raul just lay back, naked and happy, eyes closed, cock sticking up, obscenely erect. The two of us dragged our tongues down over his chest, teasing his nipples, then over his smooth, taut tummy until we found ourselves face to face, the spectacular shaft of his erect cock between the two of us.

Me and Steve now gazed at each other, our eyes blazing with hunger, lust, desire as, in an orgy of attentiveness, attentiveness to cock, we brought our fingertips over his taut penis, held it, stroked it, shared it, licked it together, two tongues gliding up and down from his balls to the tip and back again. We licked his cock together, then licked his balls together. We took turns, I licking his cock while Steve licked his balls, then switching.

"God! I really want to suck this cock now, don't you, baby?" I hissed, my voice raspy with heated lust.

"Man, do I ever!" Steve groaned. "I'm hungry."

"Hungry for cock, huh?" I gasped, nearly breathless now, as I licked my lips and then opened my mouth wide and clamped my lips around the bulbous cockhead, sucking Raul as Steve twisted the shaft in his hand, stroking the steel hard penis as I devoured it. Raul moaned and sighed, reaching down with his hands, pressing our heads against him, greedy for the oral attention, not just letting me suck him, but fucking my mouth.

"God, it tastes so fucking good!" I said after devouring him for several long minutes, then handing the cock over to Steve finally. "You suck him now, Steve, suck that cock! Let Raul see you're just as hungry a cocksucker as I am! He's really got a hell of a mouthful for you."

I watched avidly as Steve took the huge cock in his hand and started to suck it. Raul, unwilling to suck cock himself, had no problem with another man sucking his, loving it, loving it as much he loved having me suck it.

"Oooooooh yeah, look how much you love sucking it. You're such a fucking cocksucker, babe," I hissed lewdly, my eyes and Steve's locking as Steve wrapped his lips around the thick shaft. Somehow it really turned me on to watch Steve suck another man's cock, a virile stud sucking another virile stud, man to man. That should come as no surprise. Everyone knows how most men freak at the thought or image of two sexy women having hot sex with each other, a mainstay of porn. Well, many of us girls have the same feeling about boy-boy sex, that's for sure! So now with one hand I held the shaft, feeding it to Steve. With the other, I pushed down on the back of his head, wanting him to take as much as he could in his mouth and down his throat.

"You and me, Steve, we're such a pair of cocksuckers," I chuckled as I now moved a hand down between my own legs, feeling how wet I was down there, how soaked, my clit as hard as a marble. Staring at that gigantic steel hard cock between Steve's lips, I suddenly felt a need. I felt a need to have that cock inside me, inside my cunt. I felt a need to get fucked! So now I flung myself on my back and spread my legs wide open, smiling sexily at the two men. Or, at nineteen, should I still be thinking of Raul as a boy? Somehow that was appealing. I loved this moment, this "here I am, come fuck me" moment when my pussy was on flaming display, wet, ready and eager. Usually it was Steve who stepped up to the plate at a moment like this, but now Raul was here and with the kind of oral stimulation his cock had been getting, no one was going to stop him from forcing that massive cock of his between those open legs, and into that raw, luscious cunt of mine.

As he slid his sleek body between my open legs, Steve took Raul's massive cock in his hand and guided it into my pussy. Then Raul took over, working that cock inside me with one smooth, relentless plunge.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh god!" I groaned as I savored the exquisite moment, the invasion of my cunt by this spectacular cock me and Steve had been worshiping and servicing. I now just luxuriated in the exquisite sensations of my cunt being stretched, forced open by the thick powerful shaft of Raul's cock. Steve watched as I scissored my legs around Raul's waist, pressed him close to me, and arched my pelvis upward to get that big cock of his deep, deep and hard, craving the stunning cock power of this lithe Spanish youth. For Steve's money, I was the best fuck imaginable, a sensual seductress and a carnal animal wrapped in one. Now I aimed to prove that to Raul.

"He's so big, baby, he's so fucking thick and so hard!" I hissed, turning to Steve, sharing my feelings. There was no jealousy whatsoever between us two, each relishing the pleasure we enjoyed with others, Steve sharing in the pleasure I experienced with another man, or with a woman, and I feeling the same.

Then I looked right into Raul's eyes.

"Fuck me, Raul, fuck me!" I groaned.

He fucked me alright, hammering me with hard steady thrusts. His cock was huge, his wiry body strong and muscled. And I was in heaven, filled as I was with ten or maybe even more inches of thick, rock hard, virile cock! He was pounding into me now as I felt his big balls slapping against my ass, the head of his cock pushing against my uterus... exactly the way I loved being fucked. "God, you feel so fucking good inside me," I just about shrieked, bucking up to meet his hard thrusts, my cunt as filled as a cunt could be. Steve was rock hard himself, laying next to us two fuckers, me reaching out with a hand to stroke his cock. Then Steve reached out too, running his hand over Raul's smooth, taut ass, Raul pumping away furiously, fucking me. Steve ran his hand over the ass, then down over Raul's balls, even feeling that cock of Raul's, hard and wet, as it thrust into me. Then Steve grazed a single finger up and down the crack between Raul's cheeks, teasing him, wondering if Raul could be swayed to surrender that sexy ass of his to cock, as Steve knew he himself would be doing as soon as I had enough of Raul.

But I could be greedy; I sure wasn't ready to give up this spectacular cock! So now as I kept masking in the ecstasy that cock brought me, Steve slid down behind the teen, spread his cheeks wide open and pressed his face between them, digging his tongue into the crack, and rimming Raul's hole. He guessed Raul wouldn't mind that. Both me and Steve are devoted bottom feeders; we love to eat ass, not just cock and pussy. "Is he licking your ass, Raul?" I gasped, "Steve loves to do that. He knows what to do with that tongue, doesn't he?" "Yes, yes!" Raul moaned, his accented English so very sexy. "It feels so good."

"Eat his ass, baby, eat it!" I shrieked at Steve as Raul kept up the fucking, even more furious now, no doubt inspired by the tongue snaking into his hot asshole.

Steve knew me well. He could sense my breaths coming faster and deeper, see the fine sheen of sweat on my glistening skin, the murmurs coming from my throat, the way my body was quivering, the way I was clutching Raul, meeting his thrusts; Steve knew I was close, very close. I was about to.... climax!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" came the tell-tale groans and Steve knew I had entered paradise, my orgasms always so expressive, so strong and so vivid. He quickly moved away from Raul's ass to look at me now; he loved the look on my face at the moment of orgasm, and the moments after. I first gazed up at Raul, the stud who had made me cum, cum so strongly, then at Steve, the man who was here with me, sharing, sharing it all.

"I feel so good!" I whispered huskily, a blissful, radiant look animating my pretty face, my eyes alive with the glow of pleasure. But Steve knew me, knew me well. What I almost always wanted after experiencing a first, glorious, intense orgasm, was another one. So I was hardly ready for Raul to pull out of me. Instead, I deftly maneuvered, as I had so many times with Steve, so that our two bodies swung around, Raul below me now, I on top, straddling him. Steve knew I craved it like this, loved to ride a cock. And Raul's steely ten inch shaft was the perfect cock to ride. Steve loved the view from behind too, my luscious ass and, below it, my pussy wrapped around a massive cock.

Slowly, I began to rock up and down on the shaft, straining to take it deep, to the balls, breathless again, groaning, flailing my head from side to side as my wanton, pleasure-loving self, my fucking self, took over again. "Oh fuck! That feels so goddamned good!" I hissed excitedly, riding him as he lay there below me, slowly thrusting up into my body as I bore down hard with my cunt, grinding against him. Steve savored the view, stroking himself, hungry again. So now he got behind us, and, starting with Raul's big balls, licked them, then slowly and tantalizingly dragged his tongue up the length of the shaft as it pumped in and out of me until his tongue was wedged into that magic sweet spot where my pussy was clenched around Raul's shaft, savoring the taste of pussy and cock at once. And finally, dragging his tongue even higher now, licking my asshole as he had Raul's, when he was on top. "God yes, A big cock in my cunt, a warm, slippery tongue in my ass! What more could a horny slut ask for!" I rejoiced, fucking Raul with raw vigor, fucking him until, moments later, I came again.

"That was almost as good as the first one," I said, finally dismounting, pulling myself away, with some reluctance from Raul's cock. But I knew I shouldn't be too greedy. After all there was Steve. He and his ass had yet to enjoy the fucking magic of Raul's incredible cock.

"Okay, baby, assume the position," I said to Steve with a knowing glance. He had assumed that position for another stud with me a few times, but many more times for me myself, after I had strapped on a dildo. I loved fucking Steve, pounding his ass, and knew how much Steve loved having that ass of his pounded.

Now Steve got up on elbows and knees for the two of us, for me and our stud boy. I somehow loved it when a man did that, assumed the position and stuck out his ass like a slut in heat. I was so often a slut in heat myself and I relished seeing a man, a masculine man, transformed into a cock-craving slut. Usually it was the other stud who stuck it out and Steve who did the fucking. But this time Steve would be the slut, and he would be the one who got fucked.

Since me and Steve were enthusiastic ass fuckers, we made sure to bring the requisite lubricant with us when we traveled together. Now Raul watched, a little amazed, as I pointedly squeezed out a big dab of slick clear gel onto my fingertips and slapped it into Steve's ass crack, rubbing it over his hole, working more inside him with well-greased fingers. Then I told Raul to kneel behind Steve as I reached for his tool.

The pitch of my arousal by now was so intense that my hand trembled as I took hold of Raul's magnificent cock, its girth so thick I couldn't get my hand completely around it, the shaft so erect it felt almost metallically hard, like a length of steel tubing, but alive, SO alive! I held the stunning cock in my hand, slick and glistening from just having so thoroughly plowed my own cunt, awestruck by its size, its taut erect perfection. And there, an inch from the smooth, round cockhead, which was the size and shape of a large plum, was Steve's asshole, so provocatively, almost obscenely exposed as he knelt there, ready and waiting, sticking out that sculpted ass of his, waiting for it. The asshole was slick from my careful lubing, puckered, and unlike a pussy, clenched and closed. It seemed almost impossible that a cock of this girth could penetrate such a puny orifice. And yet I knew it would, would the way Steve's own impressive penis had so often penetrated my own equally clenched orifice. Raul, who admitted he had never fucked another male ass before, was powerless to resist at this point. I had him completely captivated with lust, pure raw lust.




A Threesome for Yvette



I loved this about anal sex, about ass fucking. A pussy is designed, and looks designed, to accommodate a cock. It says "come inside, enter me, fill me!" the labia open, the cunt seeking and welcoming its visitor. But while a pussy is like an open door, an asshole is the opposite, it's a door seemingly closed, or opened just a crack. But that little crack is so tempting, challenging the forcefulness and the virility of a cock, as though it were saying: "let's see you try and enter, enter and fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck it if you can, fuck it if you're hard enough. Fuck it if you're man enough!" It was impossible for a cock to be any harder and more erect than Raul's was right now as I began to teasingly, provocatively rub the tip against Steve's slick, lubed hole.

"That looks so fucking good," I growled softly, "Raul's huge cock right up against your tight hole, Steve. You're about to take it up your ass, you lucky boy. I just got fucked. Now you're gonna get fucked. Fucked right up your cock loving ass."

I loved this kind of banter, lewd and sexy, a little rough.

"Up... your... ass!" I hissed as the three of us worked as one, I holding onto Raul's cock and guided it into the hole, Raul slowly thrusting forward to force open that hole, and Steve pushing against the thrust, hungering for it, hungering to have his ass filled with the teen's stunningly oversized erect penis.

"Fuck his ass," I urged Raul, looking right into his eyes, blazing with lust. Now that the cockhead was securely inside Steve, his anus clamped around it, I could let go of Raul's cock and hold Steve's buttocks wide open. I loved this, helping out while getting the best possible view. That first threesome in which I participated, when the other girl's ass was being fucked by the guy that me and my girlfriend were sharing, I had especially enjoyed that part where my girlfriend was taking it up the ass and I was holding that ass of hers wide open. There was just something about the view, so sexy, somehow so pleasingly obscene, seeing the cheeks held open, the asshole dilated and stretched, clenched around the guy's cock like a rubber band, the fucking of Debby's ass on such vivid display. I just loved that sight. And now I was enjoying it again, courtesy of Raul's cock and Steve's ass.

And somehow seeing a guy fucking another guy's ass made it even more of a turn-on, made it even sexier and more alluring for my. Gay guys, the whole gay thing, didn't turn me on. But seeing sexy, good-looking and virile normally straight males like Steve and Raul, or bi guys, mixing it up, sucking, fucking, licking, that really brought a serious jolt to my heated clit. I'd only experienced that kind of scene with Steve, watching him slide his gorgeous, hard cock up another stud's ass, less often watching the stud fuck Steve. But this one topped them all, the astounding view of Raul's super-cock penetrating and now slowly working its way deeper and deeper up Steve's ass, power fucking his now helpless male bottom. As I held him wide open like this, I leaned around so I could face Steve.

"Does it feel good, lover? Taking Raul's big cock up your ass?"

"What do you thin?" Steve smirked, "it feels fucking incredible!"

"He loves being fucked up the ass," I said, now looking back at Raul, the fucker, "Just like me. Steve likes taking it and doing it. Maybe someday you'll try taking it too, Raul, taking one up your own ass. Maybe taking Steve's."

Raul smiled at my boldness as he fucked Steve's ass with smooth, steady, nice rhythmic strokes. "Maybe, but not today. Today I am here to fuck you two guys."

"And you sure as shit are fucking us!" I cackled.

Now I turned back to Steve, as I kept holding him open, my eyes so glued to the spectacular sight of Raul hammering away at Steve's ass with his massive cock that it was hard to catch Steve's gaze. But I did.

"You're really a champ, Steve, my champ, taking a cock like that up the ass. It's so goddamn raw and raunchy to watch you two studs screwing like this."

"Well, we love to fuck, don't we, Raul?" Steve said looking back at the gorgeous young stud who was fucking him, winking at Raul.

"We do, yes," Raul smirked, "You love to take it in your ass, and I love to fuck an ass." Raul's English was almost perfect, but not quite. And his accent was charming.

"Well fuck my ass then, fuck it like you mean it," Steve said challengingly.

"Oh shit! You two are really something else!" I gasped, amazed at their banter. I thought I was the lewd, verbal one here, urging the boys on. But they met the challenge, Raul now pushing my hands away and taking hold of Steve's hips as he pummeled his ass.

Slowly he worked more and more of his massive shaft into Steve. My eyes locked on the sight like a pair of lasers. Steve was moaning and sighing, being brave, taking more and more cock up his ass, inch by thick inch, biting his lip, groaning. I was amazed how much Steve was taking and how much there was to take. Raul had it up Steve's ass almost to the balls, Steve's rectum --- what I teasingly like to call his 'mancunt' when I fuck him --now utterly stuffed with the youth's massively thick and incredibly steely erect penis. Almost to the balls, but not quite, as Steve reached back with a hand to stop him.

"Whew, hold it there a minute, big guy," Steve said, catching his breath, concentrating, then asking him to resume, "okay, now. Keep it going."

"Oh lover! You're going to take it all the way inside, I know it, you're doing it for me!" I said, my voice sexy and sweet, seductive and playful

"For you and for myself, babe, you know how much I love a big one," Steve said, pushing back now until the whole ten inch shaft was buried inside him, only Raul's balls visible, slapping against Steve's ass, mashing against Steve's own balls, as he buried the whole oversized penis up inside Steve. Looking down, under and behind Steve's balls, I could see Steve's own cock was rock hard, as always. I loved that. There were a couple of times when the two of us had hooked up with guys and Steve fucked them and their cocks stayed limp, didn't get erect. That was sort of a turn off for meI knew that when I was getting fucked, I almost always got wet and my clit swelled up. So I figured a guy who's getting fucked up the ass, and wanting to get fucked, should be hard too while his own ass was getting plowed. Steve never disappointed in that respect and now he was as blazingly rigid down there as Raul, his hand reaching down to slowly stroke that cock of his as he kept taking Raul's.

My fingers were a blur between my legs, excitedly strumming my clit as I watched Raul fuck Steve up the ass. But now I craved more than my own fingers. So I again flung myself up on the bed and spread my legs wide, this time right in front of Steve's face. He knew what was up.

"Eat me!" I demanded, pushing my pussy into his face as his tongue reached out for the tender morsel.

I loved looking down, seeing Steve lapping away between my open legs. His tongue knew my pussy intimately and the sensations were always so exquisite. To add to the my sensual pleasure, looking behind Steve now I could see Raul energetically hammering away at Steve's ass. But even with all that, the skilled, sublime tongue on my clit, the spectacular view before my eyes, I, as was my nature, felt greedy again. Greedy for some cock of my own.

"Steve? Fuck me now. Fuck me while Raul keeps fucking your ass."

This required Raul to pull out of Steve for a moment, Steve now sliding his body between my open legs as I reached down to work his steel hard cock into my cunt. I knew that cock of Steve's so well. And though I'd just been thoroughly fucked by Raul and his massive member, Steve's virile and familiar cock felt so good inside my raw and hungry cunt.

As Steve started to fuck me, I reached around and held Steve wide open for Raul, looking up over Steve's shoulder at the sleek, nineteen-year old Spaniard, his lithe naked body covered with a fine film of sweat.

"Stick it back inside his ass now, Raul, keep fucking him," I said, virtually ordering him as Raul slid it in again and kept pummeling away at Steve with his huge tool. Holding Steve's cheeks open, I had my fingertips wedged so that I could touch both Steve's widely dilated asshole, and Raul's tautly erect penis as he thrust it inside with a deep, perfect rhythm

"Oh shit, this is heaven!" I exclaimed, feeling yet another orgasm, another sublime crescendo of pleasure building inside my. And, looking up, I could see the beads of sweat forming on Steve's forehead, that telltale grimace on his face, the tension in his body as he drove his cock into me, that cock of his as hard as a nail. And then just as I erupted, as the sharp waves, the delirious spasms of pleasure raced through every nerve fiber of my body, I could feel Steve's cock throbbing and knew that he, like me, was cumming. Filling my cunt with a rich bounty of his semen. Cumming!

"Yes, yes, cum with me, lover, cum with me Steve!" I shrieked pressing him so tightly to me that we felt fused as one, his cock arching and pressing against my clit at that blissful moment, only sharpening the pleasure for me, as I knew Steve always so skillfully could with the magical flair of his expert cockwork. And then something else. The moan, the sigh from Raul now as Steve could feel the massive cock begin to throb inside his ass, so deep, Raul driving the full length inside, his balls slapping, pressing against Steve's cheeks as Raul, yearning to feel every inch of his enormous and enormously sensitive tool savoring the clenching force of Steve's tight ass. And now Raul, too, was cumming, ejaculating a healthy load so, so deep inside Steve, bathing his ass with the fruit of his pleasure.

Many, many long minutes later, when the pleasure had finally subsided for all three of us, when all three of us basked and luxuriated in the afterglow of that pleasure, with the cocks still resting inside, one inside me, the other inside Steve, the two cocks no longer as steely, as rigid, but sill meaty, still nesting, I looked at Steve, then at Raul behind Steve, and smiled. A joyous smile of contentment.

"My two men, my two cocks. What bliss, what pure, utter bliss!"

Later, after a finally exhausted Raul had been dismissed, I knew how we two would relish the final fruits of this joyful threeway union. Steve would press his face between my legs and lovingly lap up his own semen as it spilled out of the depths of my well-exercised cunt. And I, in turn, would gaze at his raw, violated asshole, teasingly tongue the dilated sphincter, and, like a kitten hungry for some warm cream, lap up the young Spaniard's cum as it leaked out of my lover's exceptionally well-fucked ass. 



A Threesome in Belgium



Bruges,(or Brugge as it spelled in Belgium) is pronounced Brooshz. It is an enchanted city and the inspiration for this story.

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The streets of Brugge were quiet. Summer had settled in, and a blazing August had sent many Belgians to the shore in Oostende for holiday. 

Jillian Treger could hear the click of her heels echo on the centuries old cobblestone. The day was turning dusky, and the lights that shone on the churches and restaurants frequented by tourists had begun to shed a muted glow onto the cut stone. Water gently rippled through the canals that were the veins and arteries of the city. Jillian could understand why Brugge was sometimes referred to as the "Venice of the North."

As a financial analyst for a large investment firm, Jillian spent most of her time in New York City parked behind her Dell laptop. When it was announced that the quarterly staff meeting for her division would be held at a company location in Brugge, Belgium, she was ecstatic. What a lovely destination for her first trip to Europe!

As she turned onto Sint-Amandsstraat the delicious aroma of chocolate invaded her senses. It seemed every other quaint shop in the medieval town was a chocolaterie. The molds displayed in the windows varied from flower petals and woven baskets to panties and corsets, all intricately made with white, milk and dark chocolates. The heavy glass door of one such establishment still hung open, and she stole inside.

The shop was full of sweet treats. Candies, toffee, caramel and chocolates were all exquisitely displayed, and some were already gift wrapped. The glass display case running the length of the counter was full of candies. Jillian strolled its length to see what had been made fresh that day.

It wasn't long before she was greeted by a cheerful female voice. "Bon soir, Mademoiselle," an elderly woman said to her.

"Bon soir," Jillian replied with a smile. "Parlez vous Englais?" Jillian knew only French basics where the language was concerned and had no hope of carrying on meaningful conversation with the woman.

"Yes, I do," came the reply in a heavy but very understandable accent. One of the reasons Jillian had been excited about going to Brugge was the fact that most Belgians spoke several languages. It was not unusual to encounter men and women that spoke German, French, English and the native language, Flemish.

"Thank you so much." Jillian said to her. "I would love several pieces of your darkest chocolate."

"Of course my dear." The woman smiled as she spoke. "Are you here on holiday?"

Jillian kept looking in the glass case as she made conversation. "No, I'm here working. I decided to take a walk this evening to see the city at night."

The old woman winked when Jillian made eye contact with her. "Brugge is a magical city," she said. "Anything can happen here."

Jillian smiled at the woman and paid closer attention to her face. She was old, but there was something youthful about her eyes that made her take notice and stare for a few seconds. They were a light cornflower blue, and very clear. The skin on her face was lined and leathered, and her teeth were a bit stained and uneven. Yet there was something bright and sprightly about her demeanor that didn't quite fit.

Curious about the woman, Jillian began asking her questions like how long had she lived in Brugge, did she own the shop, how long had she owned it, and so on. The woman's eyes twinkled as she answered the questions, working as she spoke to gather the chocolate Jillian had requested. 

"You know," the old woman remarked coyly, "it has been my experience that dark chocolate lovers harbor deep and secret desires." 

"Well," Jillian answered her playfully, "I have been know to harbor some secret desires, like all women I suppose."

"Yes my dear," the old woman's face crinkled a bit, "but some of us have a natural talent for making them come to life. I suspect you are one of these women."

Jillian smiled at her and thought briefly about her secret desires. She had always easily attracted men and had done most everything she thought she wanted to do sexually. She never thought of herself as beautiful, but she had to admit that sometimes she believed in pheromones. She'd been hit on countless times in the grocery store wearing no make up, bed head and old sweats. Her friends teased her that she had a "Fuck Me" sign on her forehead that only the male species could read.

The old woman caught Jillian's eye and asked her if there was anything else she wanted. Jillian thought to herself that that was all the chocolate she wanted, but she was thinking she would love one of her secret desires to play out on this lovely European evening. "No, Madame," she replied to the woman, "what do I owe you?"

"Seven euro fifty sil vous plait," came the response. "And, on your first bite, think about your desires. Many wonderful things come to pass in Brugge." With that, the old woman winked, took her money from Jillian and drifted into the back of the store.

Back on Sint-Amandsstrat Jillian once again took in the sights. She loved the sound of the echo her shoes made, as well as the varying chatter and music she heard as she passed the dozens of bistros and beer bars. She saw a string quartet playing in a courtyard a block ahead and found a bench to sit on so she could sit and listen. Without thinking, she reached her hand into her bag and removed a piece of the chocolate she had purchased.

Just as her teeth were sinking in she remembered the old woman and stopped. Giggling to herself she decided she would indeed think about a scenario she would love to have happen to her while she took her first bite. Sex with a woman? A threesome? Jillian was adventurous and playful so she began to think out of the box. Something public. She had never been watched during sex. She had always thought it would be fun to be the sole object of attention, say, at a sex club. Then she thought why not combine the threesome with the club scene?

As Jillian bit into that delectable first bite of 77% cocoa dark chocolate she saw the most luscious vision in her mind. Then she heard the most luscious voice and she had to think hard about whether it was in her head or real.

"Mademoiselle? May I sit?"

Jillian was stunned. A man she would place in his mid-forties, very good looking and apparently alone was asking if he could share her bench. "Please," she gestured. "I've just been taking in the sights."

"As have I," he replied. He sounded American to her. "This is my last night here on business," he continued. "Finally made it out to see the city."

Jillian made small talk but all the while she couldn't help thinking there was something special in the works. This man wore no wedding ring and was just her type as looks go. His grey eyes were set perfectly by his salt and pepper hair, his jaw was very square and his lips looked ridiculously kissable inside a perfectly trimmed goatee. They introduced themselves and she found herself using his name as she spoke. Tom.

Perhaps 45 minutes went by and Jillian found herself on her way to a bar for a cocktail with her new friend. Again, she was struck by his mannerisms -- holding the door for her, his hand guiding her by the small of her back, finding her a seat at the bar while he stood until another opened. They talked of movies and books, theatre and travel. As the moments ticked by she could feel the eye contact intensifying and she found her hand grazing his often. As she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror behind the bar she couldn't help but notice they were a handsome pair. 

As Tom was ordering their 2nd round of drinks she heard his name being called. She turned toward the voice and saw tall blonde gentleman making his way through the crowd towards them. Tom turned and instantly smiled. "Mike!" he grinned. "Didn't think you were going to make it out!"

Tom introduced Mike to Jillian and explained he was Mike's boss. He had stayed late to finish up loose ends before their flight back to the States the next afternoon.

Mike absolutely knocked Jillian's socks off. He was late thirties at best, a smile that made a woman melt because it seemed he was only smiling for her. His eyes were hazel, a nice contrast to his sun bleached hair. Jillian realized he looked to her like the world famous surfer Laird Hamilton. His disposition was fun and playful, he made jokes easily. A couple of times he brushed away stray hairs that had fallen towards her face. That was when she thought about that bite of chocolate.

Right in front of her were two attractive men, both seemingly very interested in her. Mike however was wearing a wedding ring ... not that that ever stopped a man from sampling other goods! As if reading her mind, Mike suggested the trio move on to another bar he knew of just a few blocks away. Jillian thought for a moment about being too cavalier with men she'd just met in Europe, Americans or not. But, they didn't give her a menacing vibe, and the martini's helped also to put her at ease.

The walk was fun. Jillian locked arms with Mike, while Tom stayed on her right and occasionally put his arm around her when he wasn't moving aside for oncoming foot traffic. They were all enjoying their martini highs, and Jillian in particular was starting to wonder as to where they were going. Mike had a twinkle in his eye when he mentioned moving on to another place, and she thought she saw a look of acknowledgement in Tom's eye too... but it was fleeting and she dismissed it.

As the threesome made their way through Brugge, the streets began to become less populated, and the last two turns made Jillian a bit nervous, even though she was accompanied by two men. It was dark, alley like, and silent. Tom took her hand and led her to a stairwell that went downwards, towards a sunken entrance. He knew instantly where to turn. So he did know where they were going!

The doorway was dimly lit by a dangling overhead lamp. There was an electronic gadget to slide a card through, like an ATM machine. Tom reached into his wallet and withdrew a white plastic card -- it had no writing on it, just a magnetic strip to be read. He swiped it, and instantly the door clicked so he could open it. Jillian must have had a look of apprehension on her face. Tom took her chin in his hand. "You've trusted us this far," he cooed to her, "trust us now."

His grey eyes were gleaming, even in the dirty incandescent light. Jillian followed him in. Mike brought up the rear and pulled the door shut behind them.

As they walked into a dark corridor, motion activated lights came on, then went off after they had passed. Jillian began to hear music. It was jazz based, but more up-tempo and electronic -- purely a European vibe. Another door, another card swipe. They were in.

As the door slid closed behind them, Mike turned to Jillian. "You will never forget your visit here, my dear. Take it all in."

That being said, Jillian's jaw slowly but surely hit the floor. There was so much happening she couldn't focus at first. She re-grouped, and then began again looking slowly from left to right. She saw couples kissing, but, then switching partners. No one was completely naked, yet breasts and cocks were exposed, with lots of sucking, licking and stroking going on. Then, the realization that this was a club for threesomes hit her like a thunderbolt. Each group of "lovers" was three, either two men with a woman or two women with one man.

Tom placed his hand on the small of Jillian's back and guided her to an open table. Mike pulled out a chair for her and she sat down slowly. She was still looking around, mesmerized by the sights and sounds of such open, free sex. An oil lamp burned dimly at the table. 

A blonde in a tasteful mini skirt and white blouse stopped at the table and asked if she could bring the group cocktails. Mike spoke up and ordered dirty martinis for the three of them, each with olives and a wedge of lime. After ordering, he leaned in close to Jillian.

"This place stays open all night. We will move at your pace, no expectations. If it's just a drink, then so be it. However, since you haven't bolted for the door yet, I'll assume you're ok with staying." He grinned sheepishly at her, and planted the softest of kisses on her cheek.

Jillian was reeling. This was the most erotic, most exciting thing ever to happen to her sexually. She was attracted to both men, and in a place where inhibitions could be set free. It didn't take long for her to realize she was more than ok with staying. She thought again to that piece of chocolate and her wish. Here she was in a public venue where she could act out her fantasies with two men. Magical.

She was coy at first, sipping drinks and engaging the men in fun, playful conversation. She soon found herself drawn to Tom's sexy mouth. His lips looked so soft, but strong and very masculine. Jillian leaned in to him, slowly, never taking her eyes from his lips. As her mouth met his, electricity sizzled between them. It was slow at first, but when their tongues found one another, passion set in. The evening was just beginning for Jillian.

As she sank deeper into her kiss with Tom, she realized Mike was moving his hands around her waist, slowly working his way up towards her breasts. He was sitting next to her but slightly behind, and he began to kiss her shoulders in a way she just loved. She was thankful that the halter top she was wearing left her shoulders bare for Mike's lips. She was also acutely aware of the wetness in her panties. Jillian thought she must be in heaven, or at least in heat!

As the drinks settled in, the rest of club just faded away. Occasionally Jillian would glance left or right, only to see women sucking cocks of all sizes, and men with their tongues licking nipples or buried in a perfectly shaved pussy. Her vision would quickly fade however when the sensations of being with her two men began to overtake her.

Just as she had taken the lead in kissing Tom, she decided she would make the first move and run her hand along what was an obvious hard on. Tom moaned as stroked him through his slacks, and Mike whispered in her ear that he couldn't wait to fuck her for all to see. Jillian couldn't wait either.

She stood up, slowly, and sat on the table. Tom moved the empty martini glasses and pushed her back so she sat squarely in the middle. She noticed how solid the base was. All the tables were bolted to the floor so they could be used for just this purpose. 

Mike stood up and kissed her hard. There was no slow introduction like she'd had with Tom. He held her head in his hands, his tongue exploring her mouth fervently. She could feel a hand sliding up her thigh, pushing her skirt toward her hips. Mike untied her halter, letting the ties fall aside to expose her breasts.

Tom looked up and smiled. "Jillian, those are the most beautiful tits." To punctuate the sentiment Mike moved his mouth to her right nipple while Tom slid a hand up to tease the left one. She felt she was absolutely gushing from her insides with wet, hot juice for these amazing men. She parted her legs as Tom's other hand began to slide her panties down her legs, and to the floor.

Mike stayed with her lips and her nipples while Tom began to lick the wetness from her thighs. She was dizzy with emotion. Jillian dropped her head back and Tom's tongue made its way to her swollen clit. As she opened her eyes, the room appeared upside down. Men fucking women, screams, pants, sighs, moans ... all blended together and became the background music in the club.

Suddenly Tom pulled her toward him, forcing her to lay on her back. He fell to his knees and buried his face in her pussy. She began to feel the urge to pump her hips into his face. Mike came around to Jillian's lips, showering her with kisses. He undid his belt, and zipper, and pulled his ample cock out for her to taste. And so, with her legs spread wide being eaten as she had never been before, Mike placed his cock into her mouth. She felt her threesome had become official.

Mike's cock was warm and large, and she could taste the slightest bit of precum at its tip. She could smell the sweet scent of his cologne in his pubic hair. He began to fuck her mouth in a most sensual, erotic way. His hands were in her hair pulling her face into his crotch. She never for one moment felt sleazy or whorish, just sexy, erotic and alive.

Tom never let up. His warm hot breath was intoxicating as he blew on her clit, then licked her lips and down to her tight ass hole. She could feel a finger slide into her pussy, driving her wild. She thought she felt pressure near her anus ... then slowly she felt a fullness she'd never experienced in her life. Tom was sliding a finger slowly, gently, into her ass. Her first inclination was to pull away, but as he licked her clit and fingered her willing pussy, she found herself pushing into his finger, burying it deeper into her ass hole. The feeling made her intensify her cock sucking.

Mike began to pull out of her mouth. "Darling I don't want to cum yet," he said to her playfully. "Right now I want to watch you cum."

With that said Mike sucked on her nipples and rolled them skillfully between his fingers. Tom's amazing efforts were paying off, and she could feel a powerful orgasm welling up inside of her. Her hips began to buck and she could hear herself moaning loudly, but feeling separated from the sound of it. As she exploded in Tom's mouth, she screamed and writhed on the cocktail table. She came for what felt like an eternity, reaching down to pull Tom's face deeper into her. Mike never stopped toying with her nipples and the sensations continued to flow. Her top pulled down, her skirt hiked up; she loved what she looked like, what she felt like. She was a toy for these amazing men, as they were for her.

Tom finally showed his glistening face to her. He was smiling at her and looked beyond sexy in her eyes. He bent down to kiss her, and she licked her own juices from his face. His five o'clock shadow was sneaking up onto his face and it was rough on her tongue. How she had loved it on her pussy! He kissed her deeply and whispered to her how she tasted like honey.

Tom pulled her up so she was sitting up right again. "Please," Jillian said, "I need one of you inside of me. Now."

"You did all the work," said Mike to Tom. "You go first." 

Jillian noticed Tom's cock was already out of his unzipped fly. He had been stroking himself while he was licking her pussy. In one deft movement Tom grabbed her legs and flipped her over. She landed on her full breasts, catching herself with her hands. Tom pulled her back, and without hesitation filled her with his pulsing hard on. He felt huge to her and filled her wall to wall. It was amazing to be manhandled in such a way.

He stroked in and out of her hot and hard, using her hole to satisfy him. Once again he slid a finger into her waiting ass and he fucked her like he knew she needed to be fucked. His balls were hitting her clit with each rough stroke and he could tell she loved it.

Meanwhile, Mike walked up to her face, and once again brought his cock to her mouth. She parted her lips for him, and began sucking hard. All Jillian wanted now was to be filled and covered with cum from these sexy men. 

She could feel Tom's strong hands holding her hips to him while his thrusts became stronger and deeper. Mike held her head and fucked her face just as hard. Just as she was going to tell them she was overwhelmed, her mouth began to fill with hot fluid. She swallowed as much as she could, but felt the overflow dripping down her chin. As she looked up at Mike's satisfied expression she felt Tom pull hard one last time before filling her pussy with his seed. He groaned and grunted, and as she turned around to see him she saw a face as sexy as any she'd ever seen. Her pussy had satiated him and she loved the thought of that.




A Threesome in Belgium



So they could clean up, their table was held while they found their way to the "locker room". An elegant area with showers, sinks, toilets, and all toiletries were made available for the patrons to freshen up. To Jillian's total amazement, there was even a wardrobe selection, in a large variety of sizes so soiled clothes didn't have to be put back on. Men and women mingled together in this area, naked and dressed, clean and dirty. It was the freest Jillian had ever felt in her life.

The threesome returned to their table, freshly dressed, hand in hand. To Jillian's amusement, a selection of assorted chocolates had been placed at the table. She picked up a morsel covered in a pink hued coating. "Boys, I don't how to begin to thank you for this night. There are no words to describe it." 

As she sank her teeth into the chocolate, Tom and Mike each took one of her hands. "Honey," Mike said sweetly, "I know it's 1am, but our evening has only just begun."

To Be Continued...



A Threesome in Our Garden Caravan



We live out in the country and have a nice large secluded garden and in the garden we had a small caravan which we used as changing rooms for the swimming pool. 

One night my wife Sarah, our sex buddy Simon and I were playing around in the lounge. We were sitting side by side on the couch and had persuaded Sarah to strip down to her skimpy bra and panties and we both had our erect cocks out of our trousers and were sucking her tits and fingering her pussy and everyone was really turned on. As a 34 year old with a wonderful 36-34-36 figure and great tits she is a very, very sexy lady.

Sarah was worried that the au pair or the children might wake and come down and catch us out but she did not want to stop playing so we decided we would adjourn to the garden caravan, something we had never done before. 

I went on ahead to put on the heating and left Sarah and Simon to bring up the drinks.

When Sarah walked into the caravan she was wrapped in a towel and so was Simon. Sarah put down the drinks and bent forward to pour a glass and while she was doing so Simon undid his towel and then hers and threw them both to the floor revealing that they were both naked. Sarah's bra and panties had been lost somewhere after I left them alone which I took as a good sign. 

As a confirmed voyeur married to a confirmed exhibitionist I really love seeing Sarah being sexually aroused , stoked and played with by other men. There is something so three dimensional about being part of a sexual scene with someone who you value highly, but who is relaxing into a purely sexual and erotic event just for the sheer enjoyment of the moment. It is watching live porn, but of an intensely relevant and important kind. We had been regulars at fetish clubs, Sarah is completely bi-sexual but lately she was more turned on by two men playing with her and we had been having a great occasional threesome scene with Simon for some time. We normally keep to just playing but this evening went a little further.

Having dropped both towels Simon stood behind Sarah and pressed his erection into her bum and then slowly reached round to finger her pussy. From my position sitting on a couch I could see as she eased her legs slightly apart to give him access to her clit. As Sarah straightened up Simon's hands went to start playing with her erect nipples as she arched her back against him, rubbing her arse on his cock.

As much as I like watching I pulled off my pants and naked I went to join them and pushed my erection between Sara's legs and began kissing her and sucking her nipples with her in a naked sandwich between two rampant guys.

We stood like that for a while until I felt that I wanted to watch the two of them get it on again and from close quarters so I sat down and asked them to stand in front of me as I sat on the couch and let me watch as they played with each other. They were both standing naked right in front of me just inches away while I wanked my cock and watched them stroke each others bodies. 

Sarah turned to face Simon and was playing with his cock as he played with her nipples. She rubbed the end of his cock up and down her fanny inches from my face and I could see putting pressure on her pussy lips with the tip of his cock, pushing her lips from side to side as she turned herself on even more.

At this point Sarah got wobbly legs, something she gets when she is really turned on, and so she turned to me and legs apart straddled me and rubbed her soaking wet pussy up and down my cock while she turned her head and played with Simon's cock at mouth height before starting to suck gently on his erect penis. I eased my cock into her and started to gently fuck her and suck her nipples as she continued to suck Simon off.

After a while of this amazingly erotic scene Sarah got off me and sat beside me on the sofa seat. She opened her legs wide putting one leg over mine and started to play with her pussy. When she is turned on she finds it almost impossible to keep her hands way from her cunt and she just keeps rubbing her clit the whole time and looking at us as we play with our cocks and stroke her thighs and breasts, which we continued to do.

Simon knelt on the floor in between her legs to be in a better position to stroke her inner thighs and push his fingers occasionally up into her pussy and Sarah leant back watching him as she rubbed her clit above his probing fingers. Her other hand was gently wanking my cock as I watched the two of them play and stay at a heightened level of arousal.

We don't normally actually go as far as Simon fucking Sarah, in fact it was incredibly rare, I might fuck her for a short time in front of Simon while we were playing, but mainly we play in a threesome until we have had enough and then Sarah and I would go to bed and screw to finish off. This evening, with Simon kneeling between Sarah's parted thighs and nursing an erection, I had the feeling that I would like to watch another mans cock slide into my wife's pussy as I sat just inches away, so I suggested it.

Sarah immediately increased the speed of action with her fingers over her pussy so she obviously was attracted to the idea, but she said no at first. Simon came up one his knees with his erection pointing towards Sarah's by now sopping pussy and she stared into his eyes as though daring him. With the hand she was using to stroke my cock she opened up her pussy lips as Simon eased forward so that the tip of his cock was in between her lips. Sarah repeated that she had said no but she eased her thighs up and down in a slow rocking motion as Simon's cock first moved from sliding up and down her wet pussy, to the tip being at the entry of her vagina, to slowly being slipped inside her. She just kept looking in his eyes and just kept moving her hips slowly up and down as his cock slid further and further up her until finally it was all the way inside her. She finally gave into her horniness and put her head back with her eyes closed and begged to be fucked.

Simon lifted her legs onto his shoulders and started to fuck her in earnest. I loved the way her beautiful breasts moved up and down with each thrust into her, inches from me, until finally he withdrew and ejaculated onto her heaving stomach.



A Threesome in Somalia



My name is Altima Abdullah. A young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University in the town of Nepean. And lately, the things I've been doing would surprise the hell out of my conservative Muslim parents if they knew. Last week, I hooked up with two sexy guys who happen to be really into Muslim women. Especially Black women from the Muslim world. Actually, they have a fetish for conservative women who wear the Hijab. And that's okay because I am a horny Muslim slut in conservative clothing. Hey, Muslim women have sexual needs too. I'm not going to deny it. Are you surprised? Well, be prepared for more surprises as you read this story. 

I recently met Christopher Henderson and Kyle Darwin on the Carleton University campus. Christopher Henderson is a big and tall young Black man built like a football player. He recently transferred to Carleton University from Boston College in the City of Boston, State of Massachusetts. He's some kind of collegiate football star in the United States and he's spending one semester at Carleton University. I was intrigued by him because we don't get a lot of American guys at Carleton University. American students prefer the schools in the City of Toronto and who could blame them? The City of Ottawa is kind of boring, as far as Canadian cities go. His buddy Kyle Darwin wasn't bad-looking either. Kyle seemed to be half Black and half White, and has that delicious caramel skin and curly hair that many Black women find seriously hot. Kyle was born and raised in the City of Gosford, South of Wales, somewhere in the Commonwealth of Australia. His father is an Aboriginal Australian and his mother is Irish. he explained to me how Aboriginal Australians are descended from people who crossed over to Australia from the African continent many thousands of years ago. He's at Carleton University on an international scholarship. I found his sexy Australian accent kind of hot.

Anyhow, I started hanging out with the Black American guy and his Aboriginal Australian buddy because nearly all the Black guys at Carleton University are into fat White chicks. I'm not into White guys, so I can't exactly cross over as some time of dating game revenge like so many of my sisters do. The one time I went on a date with a White dude he called me a ghetto booty queen. I guess he thought of it as a compliment. I smacked his face, and he called me the one term you should never call a Black person by. White guys. The ones in Ottawa act like they're so open-minded about dating women of other races but once they're mad at you, the racial slurs come out. They're all bigots if you ask me. I swore off White dudes that day and I haven't looked back. As much as I distrust members of that demographic, I must admit that mixed guys looked really hot. Yep, mixed guys are something else. The ones with Black mothers and White fathers tend to date White women. The mixed guys with Black fathers and White mothers tend to like Black women. Case in point, U.S. President Barack Obama. He loves Black women, and he's clearly mixed. Kyle was delicious-looking and he was even sweeter when we got to really know each other.

Kyle, Christopher and I went to this bar called the Honest Lawyer in downtown Ottawa and got really wasted. Then we went to Rideau Center and took the number seven bus back to their dorm at Carleton University. Once there, things got really hot. I sat on the couch, sandwiched between these two sexy studs. A burly African-American football stud and a mixed guy from the great Commonwealth of Australia. Kyle kissed my lips and fondled my breasts while Christopher fingered my pussy. All three of us got naked, and I admired their sexy bodies. Christopher looked really good naked. I like beefy and hairy, dark-skinned Black men. We got a lot of sexy rugged men like that in Somaliland. Too bad most of the Somali studs in the City of Ottawa chase White pussy like their lives depended on it. Christopher stroked his long and thick cock while fingering my pussy. I reached for his dick. It felt good and hard in my hand. I also noticed that Christopher was uncircumcised. I found that kind of hot. I fucked an Afro-Brazilian guy named Marcello a while ago. He was uncut too. I'm from the Muslim world so I'm not used to uncircumcised men. I find them sexy, though. Uncircumcised dicks are more fun to play with.

The two sexy studs worshiped my body. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of curvy, with medium brown skin. My hips are wide. My breasts are big and round. And my ass is huge and heart-shaped. I weigh over two hundred pounds and I'm a whole lot of freaky woman. Unlike other big chicks out there, I am damn proud of every inch of my curvy body. I was naked saved for the Hijab, which I didn't take off because it turned on both Christopher and Kyle. As Christopher licked and fingered my pussy, Kyle fondled my breasts. Kyle was slimmer than Christopher, but he had a big dick too. I knelt before Christopher and sucked his cock while Kyle played with my ass and pussy. He kissed my big round ass and licked my pussy from behind. If I could have moaned in pleasure I would have. My mouth was kind of busy engorging Christopher's thick, uncircumcised Black dick at the moment. I know us women say we can multitask but I've got my limits.

Christopher moaned and ran his hands over my Hijab-covered head as I sucked his cock and licked his big hairy Black balls. At the same time, Kyle stuck two fingers in my asshole while licking my pussy. Man, those two sexy studs were driving me absolutely nuts. We got it on, man, and it was awesome. Both of my sexy studs donned condoms, then fucked me good. Christopher thrust into my pussy while Kyle slid his cock into my asshole. After properly lubricating me of course. I screamed passionately as two big Black dicks filled my holes. I've been fucked in the ass a few times and I got banged in my pussy more times than I can count but double penetration was something new to me. I urged them to fuck me harder. I loved the feel of a big cock in my asshole while another one drilled my pussy. It was painful, sweet and wickedly intense at the same time. I think I totally lost it, man. I frigging farted while getting fucked in my ass. Christopher and Kyle rolled with laughter and I laughed it off too. We went at it until the three of lay exhausted on the carpeted floor, covered in sweat. It was a frigging riot.

I think I found two awesome sex buddies for the Fall 2011 school year at Carleton University in Ontario, folks. A lot of young Black women in the capital region of Canada face the choice of hooking up with guys from the outside or not hooking up at all since most of our young Black men chase fat White women. Or other men. I'm one lucky sister. I found two sexy Black studs to keep my bedroom hot and sweaty. One from America and one from Australia. Two sexy studs with cute faces, hot bodies and big Black dicks to choose from. And since I'm a greedy Somali stud, I'm going to have them both as often as I can. I always wear the Hijab while I'm having sex with them and they love it. I love it too. It's so deliciously naughty. Who says the sex lives of Muslim women are boring?



A Threesome Request



My darling Steve,

I know how much you want us to have a threesome, and I wanted to write you this e-mail to tell that I think I've found the perfect girl for us to have sex with. You know her and I know you drool over her. Why else would you pick her to be your lead singer? 

Yes, that's right. I'm talking about Rachel. She would be perfect for our first menage a trois. I've seen you at shows, looking at her tight ass and wondering what she would look like without clothes on. Trust me baby, I've looked at her that way too!

I seriously think we should discuss a way to seduce her, because when I see her up on stage, I get very wet thinking of the three of us doing very naughty things together, like seeing your hard, thick cock slamming her pussy while she licks and sucks on mine. I'm getting wet thinking of us having our way with her.

I saw her this morning at the mall, and I sort of dropped hints to her about it. Oh my God baby, she looked so good; I just wanted to eat her, right there in the middle of the mall. I wanted to pull down her hip huggers, slide off the pink thong she had on - she had bent over in one of the stores and I was behind her, and I have to admit I'm grateful I was wearing panties or my jeans would have been soaked - and slowly lick her bald pussy to orgasm. I would have dragged my tongue up and down her labia, then separated her lips before tasting her sweet nectar for the first time. 

Then I would have started nibbling on her inner pelvis, making her coo and moan, having her say my name while she runs her hands up and down her upper body, pausing only to pinch her sensitive nipples.

Of course, I would have brought her home so you and I could both enjoy her. Her and I could be pleasing each other when you walked in, or we could be just laying in bed, wearing only our panties, caressing each other's bodies and kissing. My hands could be exploring her taut tummy and her cute little breasts when you come into the room. I would tell you to take your clothes off so Rachel and I could see your hard cock. Then we could slide over to where you are standing, get on our knees and take turns gnawing on your flesh. Since she is the guest, I would give her first crack at you. I know you have wanted to have her suck you, so this would be your fantasy come true! Her soft, red lips sliding over the head of your cock; her pale pink tongue twirling around it; then, with one quick motion, taking the entire length of your cock into her mouth without gagging! I would be watching her, completely aroused, my fingers teasing my clit inside my panties. Then she would look up at you with her big green eyes, pleading with you to treat her roughly. You could grab the sides of her head and begin to fuck her face. Or you could tell her to rub your balls to speed up your orgasm. I wouldn't mind if you wanted to cum in her mouth or on her face, because she would share it with me regardless!

Then it would be my turn to suck on you, and truthfully baby, who sucks your cock better than I do? I would suck it hard and fast, getting your big cock ready to fuck Rachel and I. I would take my hand and stroke it as I sucked you, working your cock feverishly. Using my tongue, I would bathe your cock with my saliva, tickling the sensitive underside. And if you really wanted me to, I would take my mouth off your cock and kiss down to your balls and tongue them, jerking your cock off all the while.

I'm sure you would like the start of the evening, but how about the rest of it? How about this?

After Rachel and I pleasure your cock, we bring you to the bed and have you lay in the center of it. Then, standing next to each other but with our back to you so you can look at our asses, we slowly slide our panties off, down our long legs. We bend over as we pull our panties down so you can feast your eyes on our flesh. Our pussies peep through the gap between our legs. Then after we kick our panties off our ankles, we turn around toward the bed and climb up on it, me on your right, Rachel on your left. We all get close together before your turn to me and kiss me. Our tongues would dance together, my hand would caress your chest while Rachel looked on with lust in her eyes. Then you would turn to kiss Rachel, and bay, she wants to kiss you long and hard. Not little peck on the lips, but full blown passionate kissing.

Then we would kiss on your neck and then your collarbone before kissing down your chest to your nipples. Her and I would look at each other and smirk as our tongues snaked out and circled your nipples. Your back would arch slightly as you become stimulated and my fingers would dance up and down your chest. As Rachel is licking your left nipple, her left hand sneaks down and grabs a hold of your rock hard cock. She begins to lightly stroke all 8 inches, keeping you hard. Then she would tell us she wants to get fucked hard and fast while I watch.

And believe me baby, I would be an intent audience. I would lay back next to you and watch her straddle your waist while her hand reaches down and positions your cock to slide into her wet pussy. Her eyes will close as your thick dick breaches her vagina and she will let out a low moan as you fill her up with cock to spare. Your head is resting against her cervix as she gets used to your girth before she slowly moves up and down on your cock. Her nipples are getting hard and her face flushed as she is riding you. Her moans increase in volume and regularity and soon, she is hunched over you with her hands on her chest. She is only moving her hips, up and down, back and forth. She is looking only at your eyes and her stare is intense. 

I'm rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy as she is riding you and I come very close to cumming. I pull my hands away and lick my fingers, saving a finger for you and Rachel. When I offer it to you both, each of you become possessed and lick my fingers clean. 

Soon you can't take anymore of it. You flip Rachel onto her back and begin to seriously fuck her pussy. She wraps her arms around your neck as you pump her full of cock. She looks over at me before her and I move in for a sexy kiss. I can hear your balls thumping off her juicy round ass and I fantasize that it's my ass you are fucking. God I want your cock in my ass tonight!

I get on all fours and beg for you to fuck me Steve. You pull your cock out of Rachel's wet pussy and pull my body down the bed and push my face into Rachel's crotch. I lick her pussy, wide open after your cock had ravaged it. I start to eat her as you manhandle me. You go to the cabinet and pull out a jar of Vaseline and thoroughly lube your cock, then you take two fingers full of the petroleum jelly and lube my asshole, sliding your fingers deep inside me. I moan loudly into Rachel's pussy, the vibrations causing Rachel to shudder around my tongue. Then I feel your hard cock penetrating my ass and soon you have the entire length jammed inside me. Oh my God baby you have me so wet thinking of this!

You grab onto my hips and begin to fuck me, sliding your hard shaft in and out of my ass. I'm moaning for it, begging for it. Rachel begins to cum as I'm licking her clit and rubbing her tender asshole. As I slide my finger into her, she squeals and cums all over my mouth. That just leaves you and me. I look back over my shoulder and look at you lustfully, telling you to fuck me very hard and deep. You comply with my request and soon, I'm cumming. You pull your cock out of my ass before I fall back onto the bed, my head resting next to Rachel's on the pillow. You stand up on the bed and put your feet on either side of us. You are fisting your cock and you are moaning and soon, white globs of cum shoot out of your cock and drip onto our faces and tits. 

How does that sound baby? Sound good? Well maybe after band practice tonight you can invite Rachel over and that will happen! Until then baby, stay hard and think of Rachel and I fucking your brains out!

Hornily yours,

Katie



A Threesome to Remember



Firstly, thank you all so much for your comments about my first story. I had a few anonymous comments that were very cruel, but from what I've seen in other stories this happens quite a lot to women writing on Literotica.

This new experience happened to me about a year ago. My husband and I had separated and I was living on my own, working and attempting to put my life back together. I enjoyed the freedom, but I was beginning to miss sex. There's only so many times you can use a vibe on yourself before it becomes more of a simple release and not anything sexual.

One night, after a few drinks, I decided to go onto chat and add to my usual vibe session with a little sexy talk. I was in a room for women who like older men, and after sifting through a series of boring or rude messages, I found an older man who was willing to chat without the benefit of a camera or a microphone. We began with the usual pleasantries and eventually our conversation led to sex. He asked me about some of my experiences, and as I recounted them I began to get aroused. I told the man - his name was Alex - that I had a vibe with me. Soon after he was directing me, telling me to remove articles of clothing and finally having me use the vibe on myself. As we continued to chat and play, I found out he was on business in my city, staying in a hotel that wasn't very far from where I lived. I don't know if it was the effects of the alcohol, or the fact I hadn't been with a man in a year, but he asked me if I wanted to go over and I said yes. I put on a black bra and panty set and a sundress that was flimsy enough to show off the bra and panties through the fabric of the dress. I put a coat on that covered my clothing and took a taxi to the hotel.

I arrived and went past the reception desk feeling as if I was comitting a crime. I found the elevators and went up to his room. As I approached the room I heard voices. I assumed the television was on but I was mistaken. A man in his fifties answered the door. He was of average height and had grey hair and a slight paunch. The moment he saw me his eyes lit up. Perhaps he thought I was lying when we were chatting, and he seemed pleasantly surprised by my appearance. I'm 5'4, with brown hair that was quite long at the time. I have brown eyes, and 34c breasts, and I'm a little chubby. He invited me into his suite. To my surprise there was another man with him. He was short and thinner than Alex, with grey hair only on his sides and a bald dome on top.

Although I was surprised, I went in anyway. As I mentioned I was a little drunk, and having played less than an hour before had left me aching for sex. My coat was taken and I was led into the living room and within minutes I had a drink in my hand. The men were in town for a pharmaceutical convention. Both men had gold bands on their left ring fingers. They were obviously married, and hadn't bothered to pretend otherwise. I couldn't really blame them. I had just about jumped at the chance to run over to this hotel suite late at night, and it probably seemed unnecessary to lie to a girl who seemed so willing to be fucked by a complete stranger. I found out that Brian had been watching us chat, which added to my state of embarrassment. However, the embarrassment was mixed with a sense of excitement. Here were two men looking me over like a couple of wolves eyeing a lamb that had strayed from the flock. I knew what they wanted, and I knew I was probably going to give it to them within a short span of time.

After some small talk, and many compliments about my outfit, Alex asked me to accompany him to the bedroom of the hotel suite. There was no need for an excuse such as "let me show you my etchings" or anything like that. We all knew what I was there for. I stood up without a word and followed him. The atmosphere had thickened immediately. I felt my knees weaken, knowing I was going to finally get some long awaited cock.

Alex shut the door and turned to me. He said "let's see what you have there" or something along those lines, and his hands busied with the buttons of my sundress. Soon I was only in bra and panties, and Alex quickly unfastened the bra and told me to slip out of my panties. He started rubbing my tits, rolling the nipples, and soon my body reacted. He leaned in to kiss me, and I hungrily reciprocated. After a while he moved away and told me how naughty I was, what a naughty little thing I must be to have come over so willingly. I agreed, his saliva still in my mouth, my nipples hard and red from his ministrations.

"You know what we do with naughty little girls, don't you?" Alex told me.

"No, I don't." I whispered back, my nipples still in his hands.

"We spank naughty young things, Pamela, that's what we do."

I had told him that I liked being spanked during our chat. As many of you know, you tend to reveal a little too much when chatting. The anonymity can act like a confessional, and now I was going to be taken to task for my admission.

He led me to the bed and draped me across his knee. He was still dressed, and I found myself over a man's knee, a man twice my age, naked, my ass in the air. It was hard to believe that less than two hours ago I had been in my own apartment. Alex kneaded my cheeks, spreading them, revealing my pussy and asshole to his gaze. Soon his palm landed on my cheeks, and the sharp sound resounded through the room. I yelped with surprise and pain. I knew that Brian could certainly hear what was going on from the living room, and it made me even wetter, being spanked by one older stranger while another listened in the next room. Alex alternated between spanking my ass and letting his fingers dip inside my wet, open pussy. Within a few minutes my ass was red and tingling from the slaps, and my pussy could easily accept two of his fingers. I attempted to shield my cheeks with one of my hands, and Alex took my wrist and bent my arm behind my back, continuing to smack my glowing cheeks. Finally he tired of spanking me and told me to get on my knees. I did as I was told, and Alex stood up, unzipped himself, and commanded me to start sucking.

I had reached a point were I would do whatever this man wanted. There is a line that a woman crosses, where her dignity is subverted by a stronger urge, an urge to please. It is sometimes crossed because she loves a man to the point where any act of sacrifice becomes an act of love. And then it is crossed at other times simply because of circumstance, because you feel so hot and wet and horny that you no longer want to hold onto your dignity. I had reached that line, and somehow Alex knew it. His order to suck his cock was given with assurance that I would obey, and I didn't disappoint him.

I stroked his cock, felt its heft, and then started licking along the sides. It was circumised, of average length but quite thick.  It had been so long since I had sucked a cock, and the shape and feel and smell of it were intoxicating. I gobbled it up, sucking noisily away as I fit more and more of it into my mouth. Alex looked down at me, his hands resting on his hips, watching as I bobbed my head back and forth on his shaft. I looked up, my mouth filled with his meat, and saw a smile of satisfaction playing across his lips. Soon his member became stiff, and I wondered if I wasn't going to get fucked after all, but just give this stranger a blowjob.

As if reading my mind Alex told me to get on the bed, on all fours. I scrambled onto the large bed, and got into position. Alex was behind me, and I heard him undress. After a few moments, the bed sagged a little, accomodating his weight, and I felt the wonderful meaty bluntness of a cock rubbing along my pussy lips, blindly looking for my entrance. He found it soon enough, and I felt myself being filled by a man, after having been without one for so long. Almost despite myself, I began to moan loudly. Alex grabbed hold of my hips and began to fuck me in earnest. My head was on the bedspread, and I continued to moan and squeal with abandon. At his point the door to the bedroom opened, and Brian strode into the room. Alex didn't miss a beat, and kept pounding away at me as his friend looked on.

"How's our little filly?" He asked, watching me.

"Nice," answered Alex, "she's got a hot little mouth and hasn't had any kids. Nice and tight."

They were talking about me as if I wasn't there. It should have angered me but I was simply too excited. I looked up to see Brian undo his pants and take out his prick. Although he was short he had a very decently sized cock. It was long and the veins stood out even while he wasn't fully hard. The head was impressive, what people call a "mushroom head." He moved to the side of the bed and cupped my chin, lifting my head up. I positioned myself with my elbows on the bed, his manhood at my face level. Brian wasted little time in sliding his cock past my lips. I couldn't use my hands without losing my balance, and Brian simply moved his hips back and forth, the added force of being fucked from behind sending him deep into my mouth.

They continued to enjoy themselves at both ends of me. Brian undressed as I gave him head, and soon he was naked also. Alex asked him if he wanted a shot, and he said yes. Alex pulled out of my pussy, and Brian lay himself on his back on the bed. I got on top of him and lowered myself onto his waiting prick. Within the space of a few seconds I had had two different cocks in my pussy, a first for me. I started grinding down on Brian, my head back, eyes closed. I felt his hands begin to massage my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples. Once again comments were shared between them about my pussy as I moved up and down on his pole. Alex stood up on the bed and positioned himself, standing, with his back to the headboard. I didn't have to be told this time. I took his slick member into my hand, and them began to suck it clean of my juices. He was watching and complimenting me on my technique. Using one hand to stroke his shaft, I lowered my other hand to my clit, and started rubbing it. Brian sensed what I was doing, and with his hands on my ass cheeks began to move me up and down faster. My moans were muffled by the cock in my mouth, but soon I was almost screaming as I was wracked by a powerful orgasm. My pussy clenched around Brian's hardness, and I had to concentrate not to bite down on the shaft in my mouth. Smaller aftershocks coursed through my body, but the men didn't let up. Brian hadn't stopped fucking me, and Alex was content to keep himself hard by using my mouth.

"Look behind you, Pamela," He instructed me, "look how good you look."

I turned my head around and faced the mirror on the dresser. I could see Brian's hands on my ass, his cock sliding in and out of my soaking pussy. I looked into my own eyes. My hair was mussed, and my lipstick had smeared. There was wetness on my chin, mostly from my own spit. It seemed for a second that I was watching three stangers, two men and a cock hungry slut between them. I was still holding onto Alex's cock, and while watching myself I fed it back into my mouth, to comments of approval from Alex. I was watching myself give an older man a blowjob, while impaled upon a second older man. Strings of saliva hung from the hand holding onto his prick. 

After a few minutes Alex tired of standing on the bed, and once again I found myself on all fours, cleaning Brian while Alex rammed me from behind. They changed postions a few times, staying where they were and rotating me from one cock to the other. I would feel them leave my waiting, willing holes, and then I would shuffle on my hands and knees until I faced the other cock, glistening wet from being inside of me. The different thickness and size that would alternately fill my pussy added to the pleasure, as did the slightly different techniques each would use to fuck me.

I guess they hadn't had a workout such as this in years, because without cumming they stopped and said they were going to get more drinks from the minibar. I was going to follow them, but they told me to wait on the bed. I stayed on the bed, on my back, getting my breath back. After so much sex my pussy felt empty as I lay there, and I spread my legs and began to work two fingers into my pussy, using my other hand on my clit. Brian came back into the room, and I heard him murmur approvingly and the sight of me, still horny and shamelessly finger fucking myself. He took hold of my ankles and roughly pulled me to the edge of the bed. He was short enough to fuck me standing as I lay on the bed. My tits jiggled back and forth as I was pounded once again. My ankles were on his shoulders, and he held onto my legs as he rammed me. Alex came in and made a joke about starting without him. He crawled onto the bed and kneeled by my head. I craned my head back and was soon rewarded with his thick meat in my mouth, his balls resting on my face. I was ordered to keep working my clit, and I did so. The waves of another orgasm began to build deep within me. Brian picked up his pace, and I heard him moaning, the sound getting higher and faster. I knew he was going to cum. He pulled out of me and came over my tummy. I felt his hot cum splash on my body, and the sensation brought me that much closer to the edge. He used his hands to rub his spunk into my skin, over my tummy and tits. He slid two fingers back into my pussy, rubbing upwards, and the feeling was exquisite.

Alex pulled out of my mouth, and I watched, my face still turned upwards, as he stroked faster and faster. With Brian's fingers in me, and my own hand expertly working my clit, I was almost there myself, and it seemed we would cum simultaneously, something that happens rarely in real life. I thought Alex was going to send his load onto my tits, but I was mistaken. I'm sure the whole experience was one in a million for these two men, and Alex was going to fulfill what is probably a fantasy shared by most men: to cum on a woman's face. I'm sure his wife wouldn't let him do such a thing, and he wasn't going to let such a golden opportunity pass. I'd proven myself shameless and wanton up to that point, which probably encouraged him.

With Brian fingers in me, my clit swollen and hot, and the scent of a man's cock inches from my face, I exploded.  I bucked and squealed as I released for a second time. As I came, almost unaware of my surroundings for those few glorious seconds, I dimly felt the warmth of Alex's cum land on my hair, my nose, my forehead, into my open mouth. It cooled and ran down my cheeks, down my chin, over my ears, pooling around my neck and dripping onto the bedspread. Alex rubbed it into my cheeks, sliding his fingers into my mouth and watching me suck and swallow his essence.

I lay on the bed for a short time, both men compliment me, telling me it was a shame they didn't live in the city. Hands lazily rubbed my tits, my tummy, a few fingers getting in their last feel of the inside of my pussy. I stood up and said I'd better get cleaned up.

"Not so fast, Pamela. One last thing." Alex instructed. I stood up and they pushed down on my shoulders. I got on my knees, knowing they wanted their cocks cleaned. I was exhausted by our play but I wasn't in a position to say no. They stood within a few feet of each other and I was able to take their softening pricks completely in my mouth, one after the other. I can imagine how I looked: naked, sweaty, lines of cooling cum over my face, clinging to my hair, as I cleaned each of them to their satisfaction.

After a few moments I was allowed to go to the bathroom. I took a shower, trying not to get my hair wet, and the water washed off the sweat and fluids from my body. I toweled and then went to the bedroom, where my clothes were strewn along the ground. I dressed and found both men in the living room. I know it sounds strange but I thanked them both, and they smiled. Alex said glad to oblige. I found my way back out of the hotel and into the real world. It was the middle of the night. There was almost no traffic. I managed to flag down a cab and make it home, where I slept soundly late into the morning. I called in sick that day, and although I was sore I brought myself to orgasm several times using my vibe, with the images of the night before still fresh in my mind.

I hope you enjoyed the story, and thank you once again for your encouraging comments.



A Threesome to Remember



I have always had a fantasy of having sex with two men at the same time. I have spent a lot of time with my dildo, fantasying about it. Until the night I met Shadow and Stephan. 

I stopped at a bar on the strip to have a few drinks. I was sitting at the Bar talking to the bartender. After about an hour, I decided I better leave. When in walks the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He walked in and sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. I starred at him awhile, then walked over and sat down beside him.

We talked and had a drink. Not long after I sat beside him, his friend came in and sat down with us. Shadow introduced us. We gabbed for a bit and decided to go to a different bar. 

I sat in the middle between them. We were feeling pretty good by this point. We were laughing and having a good time. Then before I knew it the topic turns to sex. I started telling them about my fantasy of having two men at the same time. I looked over at Stephan and he had a sparkle in his eye. I knew that tonight was going to be the night.

So I reached over and caressed Stephan's thigh. He looked at me in surprise but didn't move my hand away. I proceeded to caress his leg. I could see this was getting him aroused. He was breathing heavier and tilting his head back. I moved my hand to his crotch. His cock was hard and firm. It felt really thick. I played for a minute or so. I then turned to Shadow, to see he was rubbing his crotch. I leaned over to him and asked him if he wanted some help. He said "oh yeah" so I unzipped his pants, and stuck my hand in and release his cock. His pecker was about 9 inches long and 3 inches thick. I was getting wet just looking at it.

We decided to go to my apartment instead of the bar. When we got to my place I told them to sit down and went and got us a drink. We talked for a while, and then I excused myself to go slip into something more comfortable, when I returned I was surprised to see that there was porn on. They were sitting on the couch with their dicks in their hands. I went over and sat down between them. Stephan leaned over and kissed my cheek. Shadow started caressing my leg moving his hand towards my pussy. My panties were getting very wet. Stephan moved to my breasts and started kissing and licking my nipples. It didn't take long for him to remove my gown to expose my breasts 

I stood up, pulled my panties off. Then I leaned down in front of Stephan, grabbing his cock and started stroking it. I put my mouth over his cock, licking as he pushed his hips toward my face so I opened my mouth to take in his manhood deep in my throat. I sucked it making slurping sounds. This must have turned Shadow on. Before I knew it he was behind me lifting my ass up in the air to expose my pussy. He ran tongue up and down my clit, flicking it sending chills down my spine. He took his other hand and put his fingers in my pussy. My juices started flowing, soaking Shadow's hand and face. 

I was sucking Stephan's cock fast and hard when he started to moan. He was getting ready to come, so I stopped, making him hold back. I was not ready for him to fill my throat with his seed. I turned around and lie on my back to see both men. 

Just as I got into position on the floor, Stephan buried his face in my pussy, flicking my clit with his powerful tongue. Shadow started massaging my breasts while licking my nipples. I was in ecstasy. I couldn't believe how great it felt, having two men paying so much attention to me. Stephan stretched my arms out and tied them down, and then Shadow took my legs, and tied them to the bed. I lay there sprawled out vulnerable to what ever they wanted to do to me.

I was so excided that I could hardly stand to lay still. I was about to come when Shadow grabbed me and turned me over on my hands and knees, While Stephan crawled under me, sliding his cock deep into my pussy. With one push! Shadow positioned himself behind me. Rubbing his cock on my ass, Shadow pushed his cock in my pussy with Stephan. They stretched me to my limit. 

They moved their cocks simultaneously inside of me. One and then the other, back and forth, I was so excided I had one of the most earth shattering orgasms I have ever had. It last for about two minutes. It wasn't long and both men were shooting their load inside me. 

We laid back and rested for a few minutes. We talked for about an hour mowing over what had just taken place. Stephan said he wanted to try anal sex. Shadow let out an approving sound. I said I have never done that. Shadow kissed me on the cheek and said we'll be gentle.

I turned to look at Stephan and saw his partially hard cock. I started to caress and fondle him, getting a full salute. I knelt down to suck his cock when Shadow grabbed me and laid me on my back. Stephan stuck his cock to my lips, and I started sucking it. First just the tip, then I ran my tongue down his shaft. I moved back to the head of his cock, taking him deep into my throat. I bobbed my head up and down, making slurping noises. I felt him tense, I knew he was about to come deep in my throat, when he pulled his cock out and said not yet.

Shadow spread my legs wide and buried his face in my pussy, licking the outer lips, softly, and gently nibbling. He sent chills through my body. He moved to my inner lips, probing his tongue deep into my pussy. Shadow was fucking me with his tongue, I was squirming trying not to cream all over his face, I was not ready to let go yet. I wanted more of my fantasy come true.



A Threesome to Remember



(This story was inspired by my sometime muse, Yvette, as we imagined a scene that would thrill us both. And Yvette added some very special and sensual magic to the story, little details that matter)

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They first saw him at the beach, just down from the resort where they were spending two weeks. He was with a girl as stunning and as gorgeous as he was. While they remarked on the absolute lusciousness of the girl, Yvette made sure to comment on the "big bulge" in the crotch of the boy's Speedos, drawing Steve's attention to the ample package of hidden male genital goodies. They shared a knowing smile, both well aware of their common appreciation for such goodies.

The next time Yvette laid her eyes on him, she was alone and he was alone. She'd decided to take an evening stroll before dinner and as she turned a corner of the cove she saw him sitting by a bluff, his Speedos pulled down, his eyes closed and his hand wrapped around his cock, busily stroking it. She was taken aback. What about the beautiful girl he had been with? Why this secluded masturbation when he was here with such an obviously delicious and sexy prize, she wondered? Yvette knew, though, that however satisfying sex was with a partner, and however much of it there was to enjoy, there was always a place for solitary pleasures. 

She was a distance away but, luckily, she had brought her binoculars and now brought them up to her eyes to have a look. That brought her gaze close to his cock and the fist he had wrapped around it, very close. Now she had an exceptionally intimate glimpse of that cock, as magnificent a specimen of the erect male organ as Yvette had ever seen. And she had seen many, very many. It was a big one, a very big one. It was long, it was thick, it was very, very hard, and it was beautifully, perfectly shaped. 

Yvette knew cocks, and she loved cocks, considering herself a connoisseur of penis. And his was to cocks what a prized Bordeaux was to wines. She especially appreciated, in a cock, one which had that long stripe of muscle running along the length of the underside. That, she felt, always made a cock seem extra erect, extra tempting. As she watched this perfect stranger, with his perfect cock, she could see that he was feeling deep pleasure. He lay back on the large towel he'd been half sitting on and she saw his entire body tense and arch as his pleasure increased. She also saw his hand slow down as his climax neared, something that she loved to do when stroking or sucking a cock, to make the pleasure and ultimate explosion all the more intense.

As she watched, mesmerized, Yvette felt her cunt become wet to the point of overflow. She was tempted to go over to the stranger and help him finish but restrained herself, watching. After several minutes of building tension she saw his body tense and then his hips rise as a long, strong steam of cum erupted from his magnificent cock, thick spurt after thick spurt. Her knees nearly buckled as she lowered her binoculars and walked back to the room.

When she returned to join Steve for dinner she described in detail what she had observed. Like her, Steve, too, was a connoisseur of cock. He had himself a wonderful specimen, one of his many attractions, in Yvette's view. And, even more importantly, he knew how to use that specimen. They now both wondered, bantering lewdly, whether this boy, too, knew how to make good use of his exquisite specimen.

A few days later Yvette and Steve were both surprised when they saw who they had assumed the guy's girlfriend hugging and cavorting with another man. The puzzle was soon cleared up. A guest explained that the two whom Yvette and Steve had assumed to be lovers were actually brother and sister. The new guy was the sister's husband, who had just arrived with other members of his family to join the siblings. All this also made it more understandable that the guy would be off on his own stroking that big cock of his, masturbating. 

Learning more, they found out the guy's name was Raul, and that he was a nineteen-year old tennis pro from Spain. Now Yvette felt emboldened, learning that he was indeed unattached and having seen him work that sublime cock of his. So she approached him one morning on the beach and started talking, confessing that she had caught him jerking off. At first he blushed, but then he laughed, especially when Yvette complimented him on that cock of his. 

Then she took it a step further. She explained that she and Steve sometimes liked to add a guy to the mix and get into a sexy threesome, might he be up for that? He grinned a wolfish grin and said he just might, liking Yvette's provocative looks and manner. Now she asked, feeling bolder by the minute, whether Raul mixed it up with guys as well as girls. Here he backed off. He said he'd let a guy suck his cock and might consider fucking a guy, being sexually very open-minded, but that he wouldn't suck cock or let himself be fucked. That disappointed Yvette a bit since she and Steve had enjoyed a couple of torrid threesome that were no holes barred, everyone did and was done too. But she knew Steve would still go for a scene like this, where there'd be no reciprocity, but where Steve would get to enjoy that spectacular cock they'd been talking about for the past few days. So she said she was going back to their room, where Steve had just gone, and maybe Raul would like to join them. He said sure, but first he wanted to shower, then he'd head up to Yvette and Steve's room.

A few minutes later he showed up, saying that with so many relatives there now, the showers were being used and asked if he could shower in their room. Of course, Yvette told him, licking her lips as she looked over at Steve while Raul headed to the shower. 

Soon they were both in the bathroom, waiting for him, when Raul stepped out of the shower, stark naked and dripping wet. And what Raul saw right away was that Yvette and Steve were standing there, just as naked as he was,

Now they approached him, towels in hand, and started drying off his sleek, lithe smooth body. As they provocatively worked their towels over his ass, between his legs, and right over his cock they could feel that cock quickly hardening. And Raul, looking over at Steve, could see that Steve was already fully erect, his impressive cock standing up hard and straight, a beacon of virility.

Soon Raul's cock was standing up just as straight, Yvette giving Steve a meaningful look at they both glanced downward. Yvette had already glimpsed the stunning penis and now Steve could see for himself that her description hadn't exaggerated in the least. Last time she was forced to peek at that cock through a pair of binoculars; now Yvette was running a towel right over it! The sight and feel of it gave her goose bumps. And there was something else besides its sheer size, its length and thickness, and its steeliness. That was the angle at which it stood erect. Like Steve's, it stood up from his taut stomach at a sharp forty-five degree angle, so hard and erect it almost pressed right up against his stomach. Some erect cocks are plenty big and plenty thick when erect, but they have just a touch of sponginess to them and just stick out at a right angle, or even droop a little, rather than standing up straight, almost vertical. Those super-hard, super-virile cocks were the kind that did something special for Yvette. Steve had a cock like that. And now Yvette could see that this nineteen-year old Spanish tennis player did too, and his was even bigger and thicker than Steve's. She felt her blood rushing from her heart to her face to her now-soaked pussy.

"Come to bed," Yvette purred at the youth in her kittenish, seductive voice. And moments later Raul was between them as they pressed in on his taut, athletic body, reaching down together to stroke and tease his magnificent penis. Yvette, who was good at making such estimates, guessed that he carried around ten stiff inches down there. And his splendid tool seemed almost as thick as her wrist.

They ganged up on him now, Yvette and Steve, as Raul just lay back, naked and happy, eyes closed, cock sticking up, obscenely erect. The two of them dragged their tongues down over his chest, teasing his nipples, then over his smooth, taut tummy until they found themselves face to face, the massive shaft of his erect cock between them. 

Yvette and Steve gazed at each other, their eyes flaming with hunger, lust, desire as, in an orgy of attentiveness, attentiveness to cock, they brushed their fingertips over his taut penis, held it, stroked it, shared it, licked it together, two tongues gliding up and down from his balls to the tip and back again. They licked his cock together; they licked his balls together. They took turns, Yvette licking his cock while Steve licked his balls, then switching.

"God! I really want to suck this cock now, don't you, baby?" Yvette hissed, her voice raspy with heated lust. 

"Very much so!" Steve groaned. "I'm hungry."

"Hungry for cock, huh?" Yvette gasped, nearly breathless now, as she licked her lips and then opened her mouth wide and clamped her lips around the bulbous cockhead, sucking Raul as Steve twisted the shaft in his hand, stroking the steel hard penis as Yvette devoured it. Raul moaned and sighed, reaching down with his hands, pressing their heads against him, greedy for the oral attention, not just letting Yvette suck him, but fucking her mouth.

"God, it tastes so fucking good!" Yvette said after devouring him for several long minutes, a long clear strand of precum trailing from her lips to his cock-slit as she handed the cock over to Steve finally. "You suck him now, Steve, suck that cock! Let Raul see you're just as hungry a cocksucker as I am!"

Yvette watched avidly as Steve took the huge cock in his hand and started to suck it. Raul, unwilling to suck cock himself, had no problem with another man sucking his, loving it, loving it as much he loved having Yvette suck it.

"Oooooooh yeah, look how much you love sucking it," Yvette hissed, her eyes and Steve's locking as Steve locked his lips around the thick shaft. Somehow it really turned Yvette on to watch Steve suck another man's cock, a virile stud sucking another virile stud, man to man. With one hand she held the shaft, feeding it to him. With the other, she pushed down on the back of his head, wanting him to take as much as he could in his mouth and down his throat. 

"You and me, Steve, we're such a pair of cocksuckers," she chuckled as she now moved a hand down between her own legs, feeling how wet she was down there, how soaked, her clit as hard as a marble. Staring at that massive, steel hard cock between Steve's lips, Yvette suddenly felt a need. She felt a need to have that cock inside her, inside her cunt. She felt a need to get fucked! 

So now Yvette flung herself on her back and spread her legs wide open, smiling sexily at the two men. Or, at nineteen, should she still be thinking of Raul as a boy? Somehow that was appealing. She loved this moment, this "here I am, come fuck me" moment when her pussy was on flaming display, wet, ready and eager. Usually it was Steve who stepped up to the plate right now, but now Raul was here and with the kind of oral stimulation his cock had been getting, no one was going to stop him from forcing that massive cock of his between those open legs, and into that raw, luscious cunt of Yvette's.

As he slid his sleek body between Yvette's open legs, Steve took Raul's massive cock in his hand and guided it into Yvette's pussy. Then Raul took over, working that cock inside Yvette with one smooth, relentless plunge. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh god!" Yvette groaned as she savored the exquisite moment, the invasion of her cunt by this spectacular cock she and Steve had been worshiping and servicing. She relished the sensation of her cunt being stretched, forced open by the thick powerful shaft of Raul's cock. Steve watched as Yvette scissored her legs around Raul's waist, pressed him close to her, and arched her pelvis upward to get that big cock of his deep, deep and hard. For Steve's money, Yvette was the best fuck imaginable, a sensual seductress and a carnal animal wrapped in one. 

"He's so big, baby, he's thick and so hard!" Yvette hissed, turning to Steve, sharing her feelings. There was no jealousy whatsoever between these two, each relishing the pleasure they enjoyed with others, Steve sharing in the pleasure Yvette experienced with another man, or with a woman, and Yvette feeling the same. 

Then Yvette looked right into Raul's eyes.

"Fuck me, Raul, fuck me!" she groaned.

He fucked her, alright, hammering her with hard steady thrusts. His cock was huge, his wiry body stong and muscled. And Yvette was in heaven, filled as she was with ten or so inches of thick, rock hard, virile cock! He was pounding into her now, Yvette feeling his big balls slapping against her ass the head of his cock pushing against her uterus… exactly the way she loved being fucked.

"God, you feel so fucking good inside me," she just about shrieked, bucking up to meet his hard thrusts, her cunt as filled as a cunt could be. Steve was rock hard himself, laying next to these two fuckers, Yvette reaching out with a hand to stroke his cock. Then Steve reached out too, running his hand over Raul's smooth, taut ass, Raul pumping away furiously, fucking Yvette. He ran his hand over the ass, then down over Raul's balls, even feeling that cock of Raul's, hard and wet, as it thrust into Yvette. Then he glided a single finger up and down the crack between Raul's cheeks, teasing him, wondering if one day he'd surrender that sexy ass of his to cock, as Steve knew he himself would be doing as soon as Yvette had enough of Raul.

But Yvette could be greedy! So now as Yvette kept luxuriating in the ecstasy of Raul's cock, Steve slid down behind the teen, spread his cheeks wide open and pressed his face between them, digging his tongue into the crack, and rimming Raul's hole. He guessed Raul wouldn't mind that.

"Is he licking your ass, Raul?" Yvette gasped, "Steve loves to lick -- pussy, cock, ass, balls. He knows what to do with that tongue, doesn't he?"

"Yes, yes!" Raul moaned, his accented English so very sexy "feels so good."

Steve knew Yvette well. He could sense her breaths coming faster and deeper, see the fine sheen of sweat on her glistening skin, the murmurs coming form her throat, the way her body was quivering, the way she was clutching Raul, meeting his thrusts; Steve knew Yvette was close, very close. She was about to.... cum.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" came the tell-tale groans and Steve knew Yvette had entered paradise, her orgasms always so expressive, so strong and so vivid. He quickly moved away from Raul's ass to look at her now; he loved the look on her face at the moment of orgasm, and the moments after. She first gazed up at Raul, the stud who had made her cum, cum so strongly, then at Steve, the man who was here with her, sharing, sharing it all. 

"I feel so good!" Yvette whispered huskily, a blissful, radiant look animating her pretty face, her eyes alive with the glow of pleasure. But Steve knew Yvette, knew her well. What she almost always wanted after experiencing a first, glorious, intense orgasm, was another one. So she was hardly ready for Raul to pull out of her. Instead, she deftly maneuvered, as she had so many times with Steve, so that their two bodies swung around, Raul below her now, Yvette on top, straddling him. Steve knew she craved it like this, loved to ride a cock. And Raul's steely ten inch shaft was the perfect cock to ride. Steve loved the view from behind too, Yvette's luscious, full ass and, below it, her pussy wrapped around a cock.

Slowly, Yvette began to rock up and down on the shaft, straining to take it deep, to the balls, breathless again, groaning, flailing her head from side to side as her wanton, pleasure-loving self, her fucking self, took over again.

"Oh fuck! That feels so goddamned good!" she hissed excitedly, riding him as he lay there below her, slowly thrusting up into her body as she bore down hard with her cunt, grinding against him. Steve savored the view, slowly stroking himself, hungry again. So now he got behind the fucking duo and, starting with Raul's big balls, licked them, then slowly and tantalizingly dragged his tongue up the length of the shaft as it pumped in and out of Yvette until his tongue was wedged into that magic sweet spot where Yvette's pussy was clenched around Raul's shaft, savoring the taste of pussy and cock at once. And finally, dragging his tongue even higher now, licking Yvette's asshole as he had Raul's, when he was on top.

"God yes, A big cock in my cunt, a warm, slippery tongue in my ass! What more could a horny slut ask for!" she rejoiced, fucking Raul with raw vigor, fucking him until, moments later, she came again.

"That was almost as good as the first one," she said, finally dismounting, pulling herself away, with some reluctance, from Raul's cock. But she knew she shouldn't be too greedy. After all there was Steve. He and his ass had yet to enjoy the fucking magic of Raul's massive cock.

"Okay, baby, assume the position," she said to Steve with a knowing glance. He had assumed that position for another stud with Yvette a few times, but many more times for Yvette herself, after she had strapped a dildo to herself. She loved fucking Steve, pounding his ass, and knew how much Steve loved having that ass of his pounded.

Now Steve got up on elbows and knees for the two of them. Yvette somehow loved when a man did that, assumed the position and stuck out his ass like a slut in heat. She was so often a slut in heat herself and she relished seeing a man, a masculine man, transformed into a cock-craving slut. Usually it was the other stud who stuck it out and Steve who did the fucking. But this time Steve would be the slut, and he would be the one who got fucked.

Since Yvette and Steve were enthusiastic ass fuckers, they made sure to bring the requisite lubricant with them when they traveled together. Now Raul watched, a little amazed, as Yvette pointedly squeezed out a big dab of slick clear gel onto her fingertips and slapped it into Steve's ass crack, rubbing it over his hole, then working more inside him with well-greased fingers. Then she told Raul to kneel behind Steve ash she reached for his tool.

The pitch of her arousal by now was so intense that Yvette's hand trembled as she took hold of Raul's massive and magnificent cock, its girth so thick she couldn't get her hand completely around it, the shaft so erect it felt almost metallically hard, like a length of steel tubing, but alive, SO alive! She held the stunning cock in her hand, slick and glistening from just having so thoroughly plowed her own cunt, awestruck by its size, its taut erect perfection. And there, an inch from the smooth, round cockhead, which was the size and shape of a large plum, was Steve's asshole, so provocatively, almost obscenely exposed as he knelt there, ready and waiting, sticking out that sculpted ass of his, waiting for it. The asshole was slick from Yvette's careful lubing, puckered, and unlike a pussy, clenched and closed. It seemed almost impossible that a cock of this girth could penetrate such a puny orifice. And yet she knew it would, would the way Steve's own impressive penis had so often penetrated her own equally clenched orifice. Raul had never fucked another male ass before but he was powerless to resist at this point. Yvette had him completely captivated with lust, pure raw lust.

Yvette loved this about anal sex, about ass fucking. A pussy is designed, and looks designed, to accommodate a cock. It says "come inside, enter me, fill me!" the labia open, the cunt seeking and welcoming its visitor. But while a pussy is like an open door, an asshole is the opposite, it's a door seemingly closed, or opened just a crack. But that little crack is so tempting, challenging the forcefulness and the virility of a cock, as though it were saying: "let's see you try and enter, fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck it if you can, fuck it if you're hard enough. Fuck it if you're man enough!" 




A Threesome to Remember



It was impossible for a cock to be any harder and more erect than Raul's was right now as Yvette began to teasingly, provocatively rub the tip against Steve's slick, lubed hole.

"That looks so fucking good," Yvette growled softly, "Raul's huge cock right up against your tight hole, Steve. You're about to take it up your ass, you lucky boy. I just got fucked. Now you're gonna get fucked. Fucked right up your cock loving ass."

Yvette loved this kind of banter, lewd and sexy, a little rough.

"Up… your… ass!" Yvette hissed as the three of them worked as one, she holding onto Raul's cock and guiding it into the hole, Raul slowly thrusting forward to force open that hole, and Steve pushing against the thrust, hungering for it, hungering to have his ass filled with the teen's stunningly oversized erect penis.

"Fuck his ass," Yvette urged Raul, looking right into his eyes, hers blazing with lust. Now that the cockhead was securely inside Steve, his anus clamped around it, Yvette could let go of Raul's cock and hold Steve's buttocks wide open. She loved this, helping out while getting the best possible view. That first threesome in which she participated, when the other girl's ass was being fucked by the guy she and her girlfriend were sharing, she had especially enjoyed that part where her friend was taking it up the ass and Yvette was holding that ass of hers wide open. There was just something about the view, so sexy, somehow so pleasingly obscene, seeing the cheeks held wide open, the asshole dilated and stretched, clenched around the guy's cock like a rubber band, the fucking of her friend's ass on such vivid display. Yvette just loved that sight. And now she was enjoying it again, courtesy of Raul's cock and Steve's ass. 

And somehow seeing a guy fucking another guy's ass made 

it even more of a turn-on, made it even sexier and more alluring for her. Gay guys, the whole gay thing, didn't turn her on all. But seeing sexy, good-looking and virile straight males like Steve and Raul mixing it up, sucking, fucking, licking, that really brought a serious jolt to her heated clit. She'd only experienced that kind of scene with Steve, watching him slide his gorgeous, hard cock up another stud's ass, less often watching the stud fuck Steve. But this one topped them all, the astounding view of Raul's super-cock penetrating and now slowly working its way deeper and deeper up Steve's ass.

As she held him wide open like this, Yvette leaned around so she could face Steve.

"Does it feel good, lover? Taking Raul's big cock up your ass?"

"What do you think Yvette?" Steve smirked, "it feels fucking incredible!"

"He loves being fucked up the ass," she said, now looking back at Raul, the fucker, "Just like me. Steve likes taking it and doing it. Maybe someday you'll try taking it too, Raul, taking one up your own ass. Maybe taking Steve's."

Raul smiled at Yvette's boldness as he fucked Steve's ass with smooth, steady, nice rhythmic strokes.

"Maybe, but not today. Today I am here to fuck you two guys."

"And you sure as shit are fucking us!" she cackled.

Now she turned back to Steve, as she kept holding him open, her eyes so glued to the spectacular sight of Raul hammering away at Steve's ass with his massive cock that it was hard to catch Steve's gaze. But she did.

"You're really a champ, Steve, my champ, taking a cock like that up the ass. It's so goddamn raw and raunchy to watch you two studs fucking like this."

"Well, we love to fuck, don't we, Raul?" Steve said looking back at the gorgeous young stud who was fucking him, winking at Raul.

"We do, yes," Raul smirked, "You love to take it in your ass, and I love to fuck an ass." Raul's English was almost perfect, but not quite. And his accent was charming. 

"Well fuck my ass then, fuck it like you mean it," Steve said challengingly.

"Oh shit! You two are really something else!" Yvette gasped, amazed at their banter. She thought she was the lewd, verbal one here, urging the boys on. But they met the challenge, Raul now pushing her hands away and taking hold of Steve's hips as he pummeled his ass.

Slowly he worked more and more of his massive shaft into Steve's ass, Yvette's eyes locked on the sight like a pair of lasers. Steve was moaning and groaning, being brave, taking more and more, inch by thick inch, biting his lip. Yvette was amazed how much Steve was taking and how much there was to take. He had it up Steve's ass almost to the balls, but not quite, when Steve reached back with a hand to stop him.

"Whew, hold it there a minute, big boy," Steve said, cacthing his breath, concentrating, then asking him to resume, "okay, now. Keep it going." 

"Oh lover! You're going to take it all the way inside, I know it, you're doing it for me!" Yvette said, her voice sexy and sweet, seductive and playful

"For you and for myself, babe, you know how much I love a big one," Steve said, pushing back now until the whole ten inch shaft was buried inside him, only Raul's balls visible, pressing against Steve's ass as he buried the whole massive penis up inside Steve.

Looking down, under and behind Steve's balls, Yvette could see Steve's own cock was rock hard, as always. She loved that. There were a couple of times when the two of them had hooked up with guys and Steve fucked them and their cocks stayed limp, didn't get erect. That was sort of a turn off for Yvette. She knew that when she was getting fucked, she almost always got wet and her clit swelled up. So she figured a guy who's getting fucked up the ass, and wanting to get fucked, should be hard too while his own ass was getting plowed. Steve never disappointed in that respect and now he was as blazingly rigid down there as Raul, his hand reaching down to slowly stroke that cock of his as he kept taking Raul's.

Yvette's fingers were a blur between her legs, excitedly strumming her clit as she watched Raul fuck Steve up the ass. But now she craved more than her own fingers. So she again flung herself up on the bed and spread her legs wide, this time right in front of Steve's face. He knew what was up.

"Eat me!" she demanded, pushing her pussy into his face as his tongue reached out for the tender morsel.

She loved looking down, seeing Steve lapping away between her open legs. His tongue knew her pussy intimately and the sensations were always so exquisite. To add to the sheer sensual pleasure, looking behind Steve now she could see Raul energetically hammering away at Steve's ass. But even with all that, the skilled, sublime tongue on her clit, the spectacular view before her, Yvette, as was her nature, felt greedy again. Greedy for some cock of her own.

"Steve? Fuck me now. Fuck me while Raul keeps fucking your ass."

This required Raul to pull out of Steve for a moment as Steve now slid his body between Yvette's open legs, Yvette reaching down to work his steel hard cock into her cunt. She knew that cock of Steve's so well. And though she'd just been thoroughly fucked by Raul and his massive member, Steve's virile and familiar cock felt so good inside her raw and hungry cunt.

As Steve started to fuck her, Yvette reached around and held Steve wide open for Raul, looking up over Steve's shoulder at the sleek, nineteen-year old Spaniard, his lithe naked body covered with a fine film of sweat.

"Stick it back inside his ass now, Raul, keep fucking him," she said, virtually ordering him as Raul slid it in again and kept pummeling away at Steve with his huge tool. Holding Steve's cheeks open, Yvette had her fingertips wedged so that she could touch both Steve's widely dilated asshole, and Raul's tautly erect penis as he thrust it inside with a deep, perfect rhythm

"Oh shit, this is heaven!" Yvette exclaimed, feeling yet another orgasm, another sublime crescendo of pleasure building inside her. And, looking up, she could see the beads of sweat forming on Steve's forehead, that telltale grimace on his face, the tension in his body as he drove his cock into her, that cock as hard as a nail. And then just as she erupted, as the sharp waves, the delirious spasms of pleasure raced through every nerve fiber of her body, she could feel Steve's cock throbbing and knew that he, like her, was cumming. Filling her cunt with a rich bounty of his semen. Cumming!

"Yes, yes, cum with me, lover, cum with me Steve!" she shrieked pressing him so tightly to her they felt fused as one, his cock arching and pressing against her clit at that blissful moment, only sharpening the pleasure for her, as she knew Steve always so skillfully could with the magical flair of his expert cockwork.

And then something else. The moan, the sigh from Raul now as Steve could feel the massive cock begin to throb inside his ass, so deep, Raul driving the full length inside, his balls slapping, pressing against Steve's cheeks as Raul, yearning to feel every inch of his enormous and enormously sensitive tool savoring the clenching force of Steve's tight ass. And now Raul, too, was cumming, ejaculating a healthy load so, so deep inside Steve, bathing his ass with the fruit of his pleasure.

Many, many long minutes later, when the pleasure had finally subsided for all three, when all three basked and luxuriated in the afterglow of that pleasure, with the cocks still resting inside, one inside Yvette, the other inside Steve, the two cocks no longer as steely, as rigid, but sill meaty, still nesting, Yvette looked at Steve, then at Raul behind Steve, and smiled. A joyous smile of contentment.

"My two men, my two cocks. What bliss, what pure, utter bliss!" 

Later, after a finally exhausted Raul had been dismissed, Yvette knew how these two would relish the final fruits of this joyful threeway union. He would press his face between her legs and lovingly lap up his own semen as it spilled out of the depths of her well-exercised cunt. And she, in turn, would gaze at his raw, violated asshole, teasingly tongue the dilated hole, and, like a kitten hungry for some warm cream, lap up the young Spaniard's cum as it leaked out of her lover's exceptionally well-fucked ass.



A Threesome to Start



Leaping Lizard Camp

It's funny. My first gay experience happened on a campground whose name I can't remember. It is in the national forest between Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. I think of it as Leaping Lizard Camp even though I know that is not the right name and I am sure I never saw a lizard.

It is a gorgeous place on the shores of Jackson Lake. 

I had set up camp at a site by the lake at the end of a short spur off the loop. Mine was the only tent on that spur when I got there. 

After an exploratory hike of a couple of hours I stopped at my area restroom and encountered two guys, both nude. 

They were using the time honored method of taking a bath with an alcohol infused washcloth. I nodded hello and they returned my greeting. I noticed that both had semi-erections that may have intensified as I took my piss.

I left them to their ablutions and walked back to my tent.

I saw that I now had company; both of the other sites on my spur now had tents on them. The one closest to the circle did not have a vehicle by it; the one next to mine had a Lexus SUV by it. Apparently I had just met my neighbors.

Late that afternoon I left my tent and drove to a small settlement that had restaurants, marinas, and an inn. I went to a store by a service station.

I almost literally bumped into my camp neighbors as I walked in. We again greeted each other and walked through the store together as we chatted. 

They introduced themselves as Roger and Roy and I introduced myself as Gene.

They were at the store because they had taken off on their camping trip pretty much at the spur of the moment and needed provisions.

I was there because I had decided that my picture postcard campsite merited a steak and potatoes dinner instead of my normal fare of Vienna sausage, sardines, crackers, and Ramen soup.

My outdoor cooking style was lazy.

I almost bought a fish filet but reconsidered when I saw that the store sold bait. I had a collapsible spin rod that could easily handle a dinner size fish. I finished my shopping spree with a twelve pack of beer and a can of peanuts.

"See you later," I told Roy and Roger.

"You already have," Roger said with a laugh. 

I laughed too.

I had cooked and eaten my steak and potatoes and was on my second beer when they came back. It was dark enough to need a flashlight to move around but I had no intention of moving around so I had no lights on in my camp.

They had two bright ones on, one inside their tent and another in the back of their SUV. Apparently they had not unpacked when they had arrived.

I saw a couple head to the restrooms, a tall redheaded guy and a gorgeous blonde. They looked vaguely familiar but reminded myself that the odds of running into someone I knew where I was would be astronomically low. 

The couple was our neighbors closest to the loop. There was a boulder between their tent and mine and I could not see it well from my tent

When they returned to their tent my neighbors went down. They stayed for a short time and they emerged soon. The shorter one looked around then ran to their tent, He was nude. The other one seemed to be clothed but my eyes eventually saw that he was carrying their clothes. He was naked too.

From where they were I doubted they could see me. My outline would have blended with the forest behind me. I was quietly drinking beer and eating peanuts as I sat on my chair with my feet propped up on the bench of the picnic table. 

I was waiting for the moon to rise and light up the mountains.

The light at their car was turned off but the one in their tent was still on and I could clearly see their shadows as they set things up. 

I could also see that they kissed often. Roger and Roy was a gay couple.

That did not bother me any as I had good friends that were gay and bi. I had seen guys kiss before.

I went down to take a leak and noticed that the other tent had a soft light on that gave its inhabitants visible shadows. The shadows showed that she was fucking him.

I had seen that a few times before and had concluded it was a form of exhibitionism, they knew they could be seen.

I did not feel guilty in pausing to watch. I heard her moan so I returned to my chair.

I had never seen one guy give another a blowjob until that night however. One of them, his shadow led me to think it was Roger, seemed to be trying to tie something to the top of the tent. The other knelt in front of him and slid a mostly erect dick into his mouth. A few seconds later the guy standing gave up what he was trying to do and began to caress the other guys head and face.

I was not too surprised to note that I was already stroking my cock; it was still hard since watching the couple. 

I was surprised by how horny I had become and that I was ready to blow. I forced myself to stop and took my sweatpants off. I played with my cock for a while as I continued to watch the spectacle next door.

I heard the woman fucking her guy moan again. The guy standing turned his head towards the neighbors then leaned over and give his partner, Roy, a deep kiss. Roy resumed the blowjob at a more intense pace until I saw Roger obviously empty his cock in Roy's mouth.

That was all I could handle and I lost my load to the forest. I may have released a grunt when I did, as both figures seemed to turn their head towards me. They carried on a whispered conversation as Roger sat on the floor of their tent with Roy. I heard some laughter and saw more kisses. One of them moved the light and I assumed the show was over, but no, they placed it at their opposite side of the tent from me. I could now see large images of them in startling detail.

I saw Roger assume a hands and knees position. I saw Roy's fingers penetrate Roger's ass. A few minutes later I saw Roy slowly sink his cock into Roger's ass. 

I was mesmerized, and horny again. My cock was up and my hand was keeping up with Roy's pace, slowly at first then building up speed. I could hear them.

I had just cum so I lasted longer than Roy did. I heard his orgasmic moan. Then I heard the orgasmic scream of the woman on the other side of their tent. I added my groan a few seconds later.

We were spent. I saw the guys kiss and get into their sleeping bags. They said good night loud enough for me to hear them. That was followed by a good night from the couple next to them. 

I said good night too.

I had not noticed that the moon had risen and I had a world-class spectacle in front of me. The other spectacle had garnered all of my attention.

I finished my beer, pissed over my small embankment then went to bed. I slept well.

I was leaving the restroom the next morning when they came in. Like me they were wearing only a t-shirt. Like me they had partial erections. We said good morning and they asked me what kind of adventure I had planned for the day. 

I told them that I had plans to rent a kayak and paddle around the lake for a while.

They said they were going to do that too then take a rapids excursion.

I told them my rapids adventure would be the next day.

I had not paid that much attention to them the previous day at the store but I noticed my original guess on their ages was way off. I thought they were close to my age. They were in fact over tan years younger than I was. They seemed to be in their late twenties. My fortieth birthday was two weeks away.

Roger had stayed by the door talking to me while Roy went in. We debated on the rapids outfitters for a while although we often took long glances at the others now very erect cock. 

His cock looked like mine, which he noted and said, "We look like twins there. Mine might be a bit longer and yours may have a bit more heft."

He moved until our cocks were side-by-side, they touched. 

I did not flinch. 

I did not move away. 

I wondered how his cock tasted.

When Roy rejoined us he was naked and his cock was hard. He had a long, slim cock. 

I wondered what it would feel like as it entered my ass.

I decided to go back to my tent and fix myself some breakfast. On my way back I noticed that our couple neighbor's tent was gone. It was just us, three guys on our little piece of heaven.

I had my bowl of cereal and my first cup of coffee when Roger came to my tent and asked to borrow a can opener, they had forgotten to get one the previous day. 

I said sure and bent over to my utilities bag to get it. 

I felt my ass get cold; I was still wearing just a t-shirt. 

I tried to act cool but I felt myself turn red.

"Nice ass," he said. "By the way I take it you enjoyed our show last night. Roy starts things on the spur of the moment and I let him. He was the one to suggest we leave the light on for you."

"Well, tell him thanks, I guess" I said.

"Could you tell who was who from the shadows?"

"I could if it was you trying to tie something to the ceiling."

"Yes, that was me, I got the blowjob and my ass fucked. Tonight we switch."

"How long have you been together?"

"Ten years. We were each other's college roommates. He knew he was gay but I didn't know I was too. It only took him three weeks to convince me otherwise. We assume your are not."

"Not so far. I find a generous woman on occasion, I even get to fuck my ex on occasion."

"She has not remarried?"

"Yes, she has. Her husband either does not mind or actually encourages her to fuck around. He is a rich but strange man."

"Is he gay?"

"That possibility had never crossed my mind, until now. 

It would explain a few things."

He was sitting on the park bench; I was standing in front of him. Both of our cocks were out and hard. 

His hand went to my thigh and he thanked me for the can opener. 

I said no problem and moved a bit closer to him.

His hand slid up and gripped my cock as he said he needed to get back to Roy.

I said I understood and kissed his cheek. 

He said he could not believe they had forgotten a can opener then kissed my cock.

He stood and we quickly kissed each other's lips. 

He gave my cock a squeeze then walked back to his tent site. I masturbated right then and there almost shooting into the cereal bowl.

I knew I was not gay. I knew I was a tolerant person but I did not think anyone at home would ever think that I had a gay bone in my body. 

Yet I knew that before I left camp Roy was going to fuck me and Roger and was going to cum in my mouth.

And I was looking forward to that.

My day was peaceful until the guys went roaring past me on their kayaks. I gave chase but gave up when I noticed I had no chance to catch them. I reminded myself that I was over ten years older than them.

They were almost out of sight when I saw them turn around and head back towards me. They soon flanked me on either side. Roger presented his lips to me to be kissed so I kissed him. Roy cleared his throat so I kissed him too.

"I thought you two would be at the river by now."

"We did too but the timing was wrong. It was either kayak or river and we chose kayak. River tomorrow."

"The morning tour?"

"Yes, the one you signed up for. We can carpool."

We were leisurely paddling back by then. By the time we returned the kayaks we knew everything there was to know about each other. I followed them to a restaurant by the river they had discovered and had a fine dinner together.

It was dark by the time we returned to the campground.

I immediately started my green tea and coconut rum brewing and became naked from the waist down. I had just poured my first cup when Roger joined me. He was naked.

We kissed.

I sat on the bench and drank my tea. Roger poured himself a cup and sat on the table directly in front of me. I did not see the point on being coy so I grabbed his very hard cock and began a slow masturbation. 

I kissed his cock.

I licked his cock.

I liked it.

I slid his cock into my mouth and began a slow blowjob on him. Every once in a while I took a sip of my tea as I slowly masturbated him. Once I dipped his cock into my by then cup of cool tea before sliding it back into my mouth.

He told me I was about to get a mouth full of cum. I nodded and continued to suck his cock. As he began to shoot into my mouth I simply swallowed and kept sucking his cock.

"How was it?" he asked.

"Very nice, thank you. I take it you have no complaints."

"None, you did that well. You must have really wanted this."

"Yes I did. Thank you for helping. Feel like switching places?"

Without a further word we did just that. He narrated his technique as he sucked my cock, which he described as delicious. 

He gave me my best blowjob ever which told me the rumor that men give the best blowjobs had truth to it.

I filled his mouth with cum and as soon as the spasms left my body I sat next to him and we kissed.

Kissing a guy never seemed like something I would ever want to do. I loved kissing Roger. I really loved kissing Roger when our mouths were covered with the others cum.

As we refilled our tea mugs I asked him where Roy was.

He answered, "He is waiting for me to call him. He knew we wanted each other and wanted me to have the time to seduce you. You fell for my plan a lot sooner than expected, or vice versa. I guess I should call him soon."

We talked and kissed and caressed. His cock rose.

"Get back on the table, I said.

As soon as he was in position I knelt on the bench and said, "Now would be a good time to call him."

I had Rogers cock in my mouth and my ass in the air.

Roger yelled, "Roy, bring the lube."

I was concentrating on Roger's cock when I felt a cold, slippery finger slowly penetrate my ass. The somewhat bothersome sensation continued for just seconds then a second then a third finger joined it. 

I felt his cock slowly push into me. I was starting to worry about the burn and discomfort when I felt his cockhead pop in.

That felt pretty good. 

Roger began to caress me, which reminded me that I had his cock in my mouth. I resumed sucking his dick as Roy's cock penetrated by ass. 

I felt his balls kiss mine. His cock was all the way in me.

When Roy began to fuck me I mirrored his speed on Roger's cock. After a few minutes Roy doubled his speed and began to grunt. Roger came first then Roy filled me up about ten seconds later. Both were groaning.

I trapped both cocks within me, clamping down on them as hard as I could without hurting them. I did not want to give up either one. I wanted them.

Eventually Roy's cock left my ass. I heard him stagger and then said goodnight.

I felt his cum drip out of my ass. I could not decide how I felt about that so I resumed sucking the cock in my mouth. I felt it stir a little but I had to admit it was mostly dead to the world. 

I let it slide out of my mouth and stood.

"How did you like that?" Roger asked me.

"A lot better than expected. His cock seems to be just below my limit of tolerance in size but by the time he started fucking me all the pain and pressure was gone. I liked it. I may allow it again."

As I was telling him that he had lubricated his ass and my cock and assumed the position on the bench. I was surprised to basically slide right in, my cock was thicker than Roy's'. 

I was not surprised to find myself working hard to keep from ejaculating after thirty seconds. I stopped and reached around for Roger's cock. I loved his cock and wanted him to fuck me too. I felt it twitch.

Long and slow was my plan. I kissed his shoulder. He turned his head for a kiss on the lips. The kiss made his cock twitch again. I kissed him some more as I slowly fucked him. His cock began to respond. I lengthened my strokes and kissed him often. I began a slow masturbation of his cock. He moaned.

I did not want him to cum from a handjob so I concentrated on fucking him. His ass seemed to appreciate it and began to bang back at me with each stroke. I fucked his ass hard and I shot an enormous wad of cum into it but continued to fuck him until my cock slid out.

I quickly stood him up to face me, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him passionately. 

His cock was hard.

I pulled him into my tent, placed a pillow under my lower back and spread my legs for him. He immediately got in with me and slid his cock into my ass and started fucking me. 

He was frantic for me. I was frantic for him.

The fuck was hard from start to end. He groaned loudly and collapsed over me. I kissed him over and over until he slid to my side. We embraced, we cuddled, and we fell asleep.

I awoke to slow loving kisses. As soon as I opened my eyes Roger said, "I'm going back to my tent," and kissed me.

He left me to my sleep.

When I woke up the next morning my cock and ass were tender. I was very pleased with that.

I managed to get mostly dressed but as I walked to the restroom I saw that my sexual adventure was over. Roger and Roy's tent was gone. I was alone in my little corner of paradise. 

I wondered if they had to go home because of an emergency or if they decided that I was a danger to their relationship.

I did talk myself into going whitewater rafting that morning 

but could not get enthused about the excursion, they were not there.

I broke camp and I spent the night in a hotel in Jackson and began the long drive back home the next day. I still had over two weeks of camping planned but felt that I needed to get away from my tent for a while.

I needed my ex. 

And perhaps her husband.



A Threesome Too Far



This a true story about a threesome, including a blow by blow (har har) of the various kisses, licks, sucks, fucks, and the one tremendous cum shot that made up the evening. The dirty stuff starts about a third of the way in, so some of you might want to skip ahead, and there's a paragraph or two at the end about the aftermath of what happened that doesn't have any sex in it either. I mention this because I like erotic stories, but I don't always want the same thing from a story. Sometimes I find the buildup of sexual tension the most erotic part of the narrative, and other times I wonder if the characters in a story are ever going to fuck as I skip ahead looking for the verbal pornography, so I decided to give you, the reader, a head's up on where to find the good stuff. 

It was the end of the weekend. I was watching television. My wife, Jan, was studying at the dining room table, her books spread out all over, notations and equations covering pages and pages. She's working on a PhD in math. Finally, she announced that she was done for the day, and now it was time for a beer. I agreed, and she brought me one as well.

"I was thinking of calling Lisa over," she said to me.

"That'd be cool," I replied, and I meant it. Lisa had been a buddy of mine in college. She'd dated one of my fraternity brothers. She laughed at all of my jokes, which made her my favorite of all the girls that hung around the fraternity house. There were always girls at the house; some were girlfriends of various brothers in the chapter, some were local sorority girls that dropped in looking for boyfriend material, and from time to time high school girls looking for free booze wandered in. (Believe or not, the high school girls get thrown out on their ass. Nobody wants the campus cops stringing crime scene tape around his bed.) Even Sasha, a Hawaiian Tropic model who dated a brother and was inclined to wander around in a white cotton T-shirt and her boyfriend's boxers was a distant second to Lisa in terms of someone to kill time playing foosball with in the common room. Maybe you'd call me crazy, but I prefer nice girls, pretty but unspectacular, who think I'm hilarious. Yes, incredibly beautiful women with impossible hip to waist ratios and large breasts that undulate under their too thin cotton T-shirts as they walk around are also nice to have around, but you can't hang out with them. For one thing, they all seem to come equipped with boyfriends that are prone to steroid induced rage. Anyway, Lisa and her man broke up after a while, but we had enough friends in common that I still ran into her quite often even after I graduated. Nothing had ever happened between Lisa and I. We just never happened to both be single at the same time. She and Jan hit it off when I introduced them, and she became one of Jan's best friends. Now, a couple years later, it was fair to say that she was now more Jan's friend than mine.

So Jan invites Lisa, Lisa accepts, she comes over. We drank beer for a minute and caught up on things, but then Futurama came on, so I strolled into the living room and watched my cartoons. Futurama, King of the Hill, and the Simpsons. Meanwhile, Jan and Lisa are drinking and playing cards, and they start an impromptu game of Truth or Dare. Before long, they are daring each other to kisses, and Jan gets dared to come in and moon me.

"Come in and play, Xico," my wife told me.

"Cartoons!" I yelled back. I was into my fourth beer as the Simpsons was starting.

"After cartoons then," she said. Jan laughed. She thinks it is hilarious that I'm twenty-eight, a banker, and that I spend my Sunday nights watching cartoons.

I told her okay, and I could see them in the dining room, talking about sex mostly. They were into Truths now.

My wife has fantasies about being with other women, and she told me that in high school she had actually made out with a girlfriend after a party. We had even talked about a threesome before, but it had never come together before we were married, so after we tied the knot we had pretty much decided that our window of opportunity for crazy sex had passed. 

Cartoons were over, they came in to watch Sex in the City, which wasn't on for another two hours, so we changed the station to one of those silly music channels the cable company provides and talked for a while before they started in on me.

"Okay, Xico, truth or dare," Jan said.

Now playing Truth or Dare with your spouse or significant other could be risky business, but Jan had never held anything against me afterward, so I took a fifth beer and said, "Truth."

"Have you ever seen Lisa naked?"

"No."

"Okay, your turn Lisa."

Lisa thought about it. "Okay, Xico, Truth or Dare?"

"What is this, 'pick on the guy' night?" I said, laughing. "Dare!"

"Jan says you can kiss her and all of her hair stands on end. Kiss her like that."

I kissed Jan on the neck slowly and moved down to the collar bone. She got chills and goosebumps appeared all down her arms.

"Wow," said Lisa. "Okay, your turn."

"Okay," I said, thinking for a moment, "Jan, Truth or Dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to make out with Lisa's ankle for thirty seconds."

She did, and I have to say that the ankle is an excellent dare. No problems getting to it, no nakedness for shy people, nothing really dirty for prudes, and it actually feels pretty good. It has that eroticism of someone on their knees in front of you, the heat on your skin.

Things progressed, beers were finished, and the sun went down. Jan had me kiss Lisa, I had Lisa kiss Jan and vice versa, and I even got dared to kiss my wife. Everyone had their ankles fondled and my wife and I lost our shirts on dares. I found out that Lisa had never had an orgasm, that Jan had actually gone way further than kissing her girlfriend back in high school, and that Lisa had seen me naked once in college when I took a shower after a party while she was taking care of her puking boyfriend. It got dark and cold, and my wife got a blanket out and we all got under it, with Lisa and Jan next to each other in the middle of the couch and myself on the end next to my wife.

"Xico, Truth or Dare?" Lisa asked.

"Dare."

"Name a place on your body that turns you on but isn't obvious," Lisa asked.

"Umm-" I stalled, thinking. "I'd have to say the space between my balls and my ass. Jan sometimes rubs there when she's going down on me, and it drives me crazy. Like I don't like my actual ass being touched or fingered, that'll kill my boner quicker than thinking about nuns or dead puppies, but that space feels great."

"I'll have to remember that," Jan said.

"You do that," I told her. Then I said, "My turn! Jan, truth or dare."

"Dare," she replied.

"I dare you take off Lisa's pants without using your hands."

Jan disappeared under the blanket, and I could see her move up between Lisa's legs. Her head paused in Lisa's lap, and Lisa arched her back forward as Jan tried to undo the top button with her teeth. The blanket slid down and I could see what was going on now. Lisa was wearing button fly jeans, so once the top button was off Jan just pulled with her teeth open the fly the rest of the way. She moved lower, using her arms but not her hands to try to move the jeans off Lisa's hips and she grabbed the extra material at the bottom of the crotch in her teeth and pulled. She cheated a little bit, and the pants came off. 

Jan resumed her seat and the blanket came back up. At this point, the beer ran out. I'd gotten a case when shopping on Saturday, and I had to dig a little bit to come back with a box of white zinfandel. When I came back, the ladies had moved apart, leaving only one place in the middle for me to sit. While I had been away, Jan had dared away Lisa's shirt, and Lisa had taken off Jan's pants with her teeth. So I got in, cold from the lousy heat in our old house, and they were hot and warm on either side of me. We each drank some wine straight from the spout, and I poured some into wine glasses. 

I dared them to kiss each other again, but this time they had to lean across me to do it. I watched them French kiss inches in front of me. Because I had my hands on my knees as I sat there, I felt their breasts brushing my arms. Jan has beautiful round breasts that always seem ready to explode out of her bra. Lisa's were much smaller and totally hidden by her brassiere. So on one side I felt my wife's warm flesh as she leaned forward and the top of her breasts touched my arm, and on the other I just felt the silky lace of Lisa's bra slide along my bicep. 

Jan leaned back, and I could tell she was getting hot and bothered. She took a minute, then she dared me, "Put you hand down Lisa's panties, just on top without fingering her."

I looked over at Lisa and said, "Is that okay with you?"

Lisa said, "It's your dare, not mine." But she leaned back. Under the blanket, I put my hand on her flat stomach and pushed lightly down, spreading my fingers apart as I did. I twitched my fingers to lift the panties up and slid my hand into them. She spread her legs and I kept moving my hand down, bringing my fingers back together. Her pubic hair felt thick and was not as curly as my wife's was, and I kept moving down until I had the length of her pussy cupped in my hand. I held it there for a heartbeat or two, enjoying the entire sensation. My elbow was nestled between her small breasts, my forearm rested along her flat stomach, and underneath my palm and fingers I could feel moist heat. Her panties were wet at the bottom, and I could feel the moisture on the top of my fingers. As I pulled my hand out, I let a finger trail along her slit and I could feel the labia slip apart easily and the juice between them. I discretely wiped the dampness away as I brought my hand above the blanket. 

Lisa blinked, and said, "That will be a tough dare to beat." In the end, she didn't try to beat it and I ended up doing the same thing to my wife. It felt as good and she was just as wet, and I found myself wishing that I had my hand on both of them at the same time.

It was my turn, and I dared them to go under the blanket and make out for forty-five seconds. They did, and they came out flushed. Lisa had rested her hand on my thigh while they did it, and my wife had rubbed my crotch. When they came back up, one dared me to take off my pants, the next to take off my underwear, and I retaliated by daring them both to take off their bras.

Needless to say, sitting around buck naked with my wife and her good friend clad only in panties was going a bit further than any Truth or Dare game I'd ever been in, and this would have been an opportune time to call it quits before things went further. I think everyone sensed this, and we did a brief round of Truths to remind ourselves that we were just playing a game, and not having a threesome.

But then we started back up when my wife dared Lisa to go down on me for ten seconds. Lisa ducked under the blanket, and in an instant took me entirely into her mouth and throat. I've never had a girl take me all the way into her mouth. It felt like I was in her throat, and maybe I was.

It was incredible, and ten seconds was almost too long, because she raised up, trailing her lips along my shaft while her tongue moved, and then slid quickly back down and just held it there until my wife finally said, "Ten."

She came back up and complimented me on my size, which I took with a grain of salt, because she said something about being barely able to fit it in her mouth, which obviously was not true. But it is not polite to argue with a compliment, so I didn't say anything. She dared Jan to go down on me for twenty seconds, and she did, bobbing quickly under the blanket. Jan's technique is to take the head in her mouth and to stroke the shaft with her hand, basically giving me a handjob with the just the tip in her mouth, and it has a lot of things in favor of it. She can do it forever without getting lockjaw, it feels fantastic, and being a faithful husband and before that a faithful boyfriend, it was what I was used to. That may be why Lisa's assault was so surprising to me.

I took another glass of wine and downed it, hoping for a little liquid stamina to keep my orgasm at bay. 

Well, oral sex seemed to be the theme now, and I knew of my wife's secret fantasies, so I dared her to go down on Lisa for a minute. 

Lisa moved the blanket off of her and pulled her panties down as Jan came around to her side of the couch. She knelt between Lisa's legs and gently rubbed her thighs before licking her once. She disappeared until only her forehead was showing, then came back up slowly as she tongued the length of Lisa's slit. She stopped at the clit and stayed there, her eyes fixed on Lisa's face. Jan pressed her face into Lisa's pussy as her tongue worked furiously on her clit. The scene turned me on, especially the image of my wife's nose buried in her friend's thick pubic hair, her bright eyes fixed on Lisa. 

Lisa looked down for a minute, but she quickly threw her head back and moaned. She kept her eyes shut, and one of her arms flew out, one gripping the side of the couch and the other my arm. Jan moved intensely, her head moving from side to side. Lisa subsided, and I counted down to the minute very slowly.

I was sure Lisa had cum, but she hadn't. 

"Maybe I did, it just seemed to go away."

Jan urged me to go down on Lisa. "He's so good, you won't believe it," Jan told her.

Lisa nodded and spread her legs further. She pulled me above her and we kissed when my wife pushed us even closer together. My wife went down on her as we kissed, and Lisa grabbed my cock and stroked it. Jan came up after a moment and we all kissed. I headed down, kissing as I went, stopping to suck one breast and then another. Her breasts were small and round, and her nipples were soft. When they were hard from my tongue and mouth, I went down. She was very wet, and I put a finger inside her and began curling it, searching for her g-spot. I got a reaction from Lisa and kept the attention there with my finger as my tongue sought her clit. I licked it and then put my mouth down around it, moving my head back and forth, using my lips much more than my tongue. I let her dictate how much I went for her clit by the way she rolled her hips. My lips were all over that sensitive area, and my finger was working inside her. When she rolled her hips up and presented her clit to me, I darted out my tongue and roughly licked it directly, when she eased back I left the clit alone and massaged the lips and general area of the clit with my mouth and sometimes my tongue. She began to alternate faster, thrusting her hips forward and grinding her pussy into my face and leaving it there longer each time. Finally she thrust forward and kept it there. I slipped two fingers in and out, curling them into the g-spot while my tongue thrust forward and my mouth worked her clit. Looking up, she had stopped kissing Jan and her whole body was rigid. I put my other hand on her stomach and rubbed gently up and down on her belly, my fingers splayed apart and kept up my pace below. She came with a shriek and a gush, wetting my face and the couch and losing herself, thrusting again into my face.

I shook my head back forth and sucked on her clit while I shoved the two fingers in and out and deeply as I could, ignoring the g-spot for now. She came again and again in quick succession and tried to rest, but I came back with my fingers to the g-spot while easing off the clit with my mouth. She laid back and went rigid as she came again very hard. I slowly tapered off, easing my fingers out and kissing her pussy gently. She kissed Jan slowly.

"My god!" Lisa whispered, "Was that an orgasm?"

"I think it was actually four orgasms, a big one, two little ones, and then another big one," I said, a little bit offended that I might not be getting proper credit.

"You've got to do that to Jan!" Lisa said.

"He does, and it got me so worked up watching you two," my wife told her. We all stood there a moment looking at each other.

I took Jan's hand, and then Lisa's as well and led them back to the bedroom. We got in the bed and they both went down on me for a minute, but I couldn't take too much of that so I started going down on my wife. Lisa came around the bed and, at Jan's direction, lowered her pussy onto my wife's face. We stayed like that for a few minutes until Jan started to come. When her orgasm got close, she stopped licking Lisa. Lisa noticed and got off her, kissing her friend's big breasts as Jan came. Lisa and I laid down next to Jan and we all kissed and spooned, my wife and I face to face with Lisa behind me, kissing my neck and rubbing Jan's breast. Jan got up and went to the bathroom and I rolled over and kissed Lisa. She eased herself up a few inches to get her pussy in the critical position and then slid back down on my shaft. She whimpered as she took it in, and that made me feel huge and indestructible. Laying on our sides, we just felt each other like that and then I pulled back out. Jan came into the bedroom and kissed my neck.

"I want to watch you fuck her," she whispered in my ear.

Jan got up and stood beside the bed. Lisa scooted underneath me and I entered her again. I remembered the whimper, so I probed gently with just the head of my cock for a while and moved in very slowly, probably too slowly for Lisa's taste. She tried arching her hips into me but I retreated and kept pumping the head of my cock right at the entrance. I did that for perhaps thirty seconds until I could feel her getting frustrated but no less wet. I exultantly leaned all the way into her without warning, and then began thrusting hard. Kama Sutra style, I alternated three halfway strokes with a full deep stroke, and she began to mentally and physically anticipate me, and she came hard. Her orgasm soaked my balls and the bedding underneath us, and it only took a minute before she came to a plateau where she came almost continuously, on every deep stroke. She curled her legs around me. Her ankles and calves rested on my ass and she used them to urge me on, making every stroke a deep stroke. Once we started doing this she stopped cumming, and after a minute I felt my wife's hand on my back, rubbing me gently. I pulled out of Lisa and Jan went down on her immediately. Lisa grabbed at my cock and I went over to her. She kissed it awkwardly, twisting her neck and licking my balls as best she could. She pulled on my leg and I moved further over.

"Straddle my face," she said.

I did that, trying to move over her body so that she could take my cock in that incredible deep throat mouth grip she had done earlier. She did that for a minute, and I lay across her in the classic sixty-nine position and helped my wife lap at her pussy from the opposite direction, but Lisa then pulled my cock out of her mouth and began licking my balls again. With each lick, she moved further back until she was licking at the base. The sensation was incredible, like the feeling of contraction I get down there when my cum starts making the mad dash for the exits, but I wasn't cumming. In fact, by then she was ignoring my cock altogether.

She licked hungrily on the back of my balls and then, tentatively, a bit further back, slowly flicking over the space between my balls and my asshole. Again, it was incredible, and her tongue felt much better than my wife's hand did when she was groping my balls. In my drink addled mind, it took me a minute to remember that I'd mentioned how good it felt down there, and Lisa had just taken that information a step further.

Between my thighs I could feel her lifting her head up to get closer. She was rubbing the backs of my thighs tentatively, almost as though reassuring me, as she licked and prodded with her tongue. Now she was ignoring my balls and concentrating entirely on that region. I kissed her along the red marks the elastic in her panties had made on her skin. My wife was engrossed in Lisa's pussy.




A Threesome Too Far



Lisa brushed her tongue slowly on my anus and then back to my balls, so quickly I thought it was accidental. Then she did it more deliberately, waiting for me to react. When I didn't move, she did it again, straining forward. I didn't want to admit it, but it felt good. I leaned back, out of my wife's way and further back onto Lisa's mouth. She licked and tongue-fucked my ass for a minute, before moving back to my balls. I never did find out why she did that.

My wife was finished and looking a bit ready to pass out. 

"You deserve to cum," Lisa said to me.

I got behind my wife and took her doggy style. She came after a minute and I still wasn't there. My liquid stamina had kicked in and for a minute I was afraid I was too drunk to cum. I thought about that, but I hadn't actually had anything to drink for a while as we'd been messing around; if anything, I should be sobering up. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Jan yelled. "Fuck the fucking shit out of me!"

Then I felt my orgasm on its way, and I began to thrust as hard as I could and as deep as I could as Jan threw herself back into me with every stroke. Jan and Lisa had been kissing, but now I was fucking her too hard for that. My wife has a vanity in the bedroom, and looking at her reflection in the mirror I could her beautiful large breasts swinging back and forth and bouncing with every thrust. That image sent me over my credit limit, and I began to cum.

Now before having Lisa put her tongue in my ass and distracting me, I'd been giving a lot of thought to my orgasm plan. I thought about pulling out of either one of them and then shooting onto their faces in the standard porno style, but although I always cum quite a bit, it doesn't always rocket out. Sometimes it does, and sometimes it only goes an inch or two. In fairness, I thought, everyone should get an equal amount of sperm. Assuming my personalbiology managed to generate two equal and impressive jets of semen during a single orgasm due to the unusual stimulation of the evening, there was still the matter of aiming these hypothetical money shots. I also considered cumming in one lady's mouth, and letting them pass it back and forth in a passionate kiss. That would require a lot less planning and effort on my part, and I'd almost decided try that. But an instinct that may have saved my marriage told me to just cum inside Jan and let it go at that.

I grabbed Jan's hips firmly so that we wouldn't get out of rhythm on the critical stretch run, and after ten seconds in that special cadence I came harder than I ever have. Jan managed to cum again just as I did, and I kept thrusting for her until she finished. We all collapsed in a heap. Just a few minutes later Lisa announced she needed to go home, and I called her a taxi after Jan tried to get her to stay the night.

Jan came back to bed after smoking a cigarette outside, waiting for the cab with Lisa. I was already asleep, this being roughly two in the morning with work the next day, but she woke me up to put some towels over the wet spots in the sheets. We cuddled in together.

In the night we drifted apart and I woke up facing her. Her face was only about a foot from mine, which was lucky because I wear really thick glasses and I might not have seen her expression otherwise. She was awake, staring at me, and her eyes were red as if she'd been crying.

"How are we going to survive this?" she said to me.

Now I was more than appalled at this statement. Because I'm stupid, I assumed she meant she was worried I would leave her for Lisa or something. In truth, it occurred to me the night before that what we were doing might ruin our shared friendship with Lisa if Jan turned jealous when we sobered up. No more hitting the movies with Lisa when Jan was out of town, or inviting her to parties with us, et cetera. I had also considered that maybe I'd be the one to go psycho and suspect them of a lesbian relationship behind my back when I was out with the boys. I'd already thought about those things, but it was my wife's fantasy to be with another woman, she'd called Lisa over, started playing games while sober and started it all, so I'd never come close to stopping things as they moved on and got hotter. It never once occurred to me in my wildest conjectures that my wife would be jealous so soon, or that she thought I might leave her.

I had to go to work, and I told her I loved her more than anything before I left. A few expressions and looks slipped from Jan as I left haunted me that morning. Before noon, I began to have suspicions that what was happening might be worse than my worst case scenario of losing a friend. It occurred to me that my wife blamed me for what had happened. I replayed in my mind everything that had happened, and I felt that it was pretty ironclad who started what. I was just a guy on the couch watching the Fox primetime cartoon lineup and an orgy fell into my lap without any effort or planning on my part. Who could blame me for what happened? But, when alcohol is involved, one had best make sure there are no gaps in the court record, no missing tapes before you start declaring that you are not a crook, so I really thought things over. 

I faked an illness, which wasn't too hard because I started to feel sick as I thought of losing Jan, and used it as an excuse to cancel a meeting and some appointments so I could go home and see her right away. 

She was shocked to see me home from work so soon, and she ran to me and hugged me. We talked. She was shocked to find out I wasn't home to apologize, and I was shocked to confirm that she was somehow actually angry at me. We fought. I said I was just a guy watching cartoons on the couch until she started it all. She didn't even blink. It was just a game of Truth or Dare until I took them both by the hand and led them into the bedroom, she retorted. I defended myself, but inwardly I began to wonder if she a point. 

"And don't try to tell me you didn't fuck her while I was in the bathroom," Jan snarled. Busted! She sure had me there.

I backpedaled verbally, and very fortunately for me she suddenly took my side of the argument as I stammered. Before I could really say anything, she admitted that daring her best friend to get naked, having her go down on my cock, and having me finger her pussy weren't your standard Truth or Dare items, and that she had talked to me about her fantasy of being with another woman. Jan even decided that I might have gone along with the whole thing entirely for her sake, not mine. (I didn't argue We survived. Lisa is still a close friend of mine, and the two of them are even closer. We act like it never happened. I talked to Lisa once about it, and she felt it was the single most erotic night of her life. She wouldn't mind if we did it again. I wouldn't risk it. Threesomes and groups and swinging in real life must be for people that have an abnormal amount of trust in the relationship and no hang-ups or other issues. My wife and I now know that we're not there yet. 

(But I have to say we had a hell of a lot of fun that night discovering what our limits are.)



A Threesome with a Twist



"Don't," Carole said weakly as he moved between her legs. Her words said "no" but her body language said something very different as she parted her legs wide and stared intently at his big hard cock. My dick wasn't small but his dwarfed mine in both length and width by a humiliating margin. 

I watched wide eyed as he lewdly rubbed his huge cock across my pretty wife's swollen pussy lips. Her eyes were closed and her face held the expression of a lust starved woman. We were new to the scene but we had roll played and talked about swinging many times. At first we talked about bringing another woman into our bed. Carole had admitted to being bicurious and I was more than willing to watch her experiment with another woman. As time passed our fantasies evolved and when Carole admitted that she not only wanted to have sex with another woman, she also wanted to watch me with the other woman too I was all in. She said the idea of watching me fuck another woman was really hot and from that point on we began trying to fulfill her fantasy. 

We joined a swingers website and looked for a single bisexual girl to bring into our bed but the search came up empty. We eventually we agreed to look for another couple who was also looking, primarily, for girl/girl action and we agreed that we had no interest in another guy having sex with Carole. 

We met Matt and Jenny through the swingers website. They were a good looking couple in their late twenties and Jenny was fit Carole's type to near perfection. She had long dark hair that framed a beautiful "girl next door" face. She was taller than Carole, at 5'7" and she had big natural breasts, a narrow waist and slender hips. Matt looked like the all American guy with short sandy brown hair, blue eyes and a muscular athletic build. We exchanged emails and even talked on the phone with the two of them. Matt was definitely the take charge type and he did most of the talking while we chatted but Jenny did chime in and she flirted with Carole a lot. Carole and I would always get excited when we talked to Matt and Jenny and we had incredible sex every time. 

Matt told us they were a soft swap couple, meaning that the girls could play together, but they guys could only have sex with their wives, and they only played together in the same room. Carole and I were fine with their requests and after a few months build up we agreed to have them over our house for drinks. 

Carole and I were both excited to finally meet them and when the day arrived we were both very nervous and excited. 

Matt showed up on time but alone. He explained that Jenny was running late at work and we invited him inside for a drink. Our long courtship had left us very comfortable with him and we quickly sat down in our family room and had a glass of wine. An hour later we had finished two bottles of wine when Matt's phone rang. We had been chatting comfortably and he had flirted incessantly with my wife during that hour. Carole had not returned his flirtatious comments at first but after a few drinks she began to openly flirt back. It was all part of the game and I knew that when Jenny arrived the real fun would begin. 

Matt excused himself and stepped outside to talk on the phone. He returned several minutes later and explained that Jenny had gotten stuck at work and she wasn't able to make it. 

Carole and I were both disappointed but we had been having a good time with Matt that we decided to hang out and have a few more drinks together. Carole and Matt sat back down in our family room as I went to the kitchen for another bottle of wine. When I returned they were kissing deeply on the couch. 

I watched them kiss and my cock grew hard in my pants. I had never imagined watching my wife with another man and I was surprised as how exciting it was. 

Matt was clearly in control and he brazenly unbuttoned my wife's blouse and bra as I stood transfixed in the doorway with an opened bottle of Cabernet in my hand and a stiff dick in my pants. 

Carole returned his kisses enthusiastically as her hands caressed his strong body. Her chest heaved and she was as excited as I had ever seen her in the 17 years of our marriage. 

Matt unfastened my wife's skirt and pushed it down past her full hips. My wife, at forty, was still beautiful and sexy. Her brown hair was filled with a mix of red and blonde highlights and worn shoulder length. She had gained twenty five well placed pounds in the 17 years we had been married but with full breasts, a tapered waist and wide hips she was even sexier than she had been when we married. 

Carole opened her eyes and looked at me briefly. She seemed to wrestle with a decision for a moment as they continued to kiss. Matt had moved his still clothed body on top of my beautiful wife and I imagined that she could feel his manhood against her soft curvaceous body. 

"We should stop," Carole panted as she tried to get control over herself and the situation. I knew I should say something to help her but I was beside myself with lust. 

Matt climbed off my wife's near naked disheveled body and looked down at her with a playful smile on his handsome face. He pulled his shirt over his head revealing his broad, well defined chest. We had exchanged pictures over the previous month but they did not do him justice. He was tan and muscular with big pecs and perfect six pack abs. 

Carole sighed softly and her eyes moved from me to Matt and back again as though she was silently pleading me to save her from herself. 

Matt slowly ran his hand down his taught muscular torso to the buckle on his jeans. I could see a prominent bulge. And he briefly rubbed it before undoing his belt and the button atop his pants. He looked down at my wife and then smiled broadly. Carole looked up at him and then back at me. Her pretty brown eyes were glossy and her cheeks were flushed. She looked radiant but conflicted. 

The sound of Matt's zipper echoed in my head as he unleashed his big hard cock. His pants and underwear fell to the floor as his huge cock sprung free and jutted straight out from his body. It was nearly 8 inches long and extremely thick with a bulbous, purple head and thick veins adorning the shaft. 

"Do you still want me to stop?" He asked. He knew the answer and a smug grin spread across his face. 

"Yes," Carole said meekly. Her eyes were transfixed onto his big throbbing dick and I suddenly felt insignificant and unnecessary as I watched her eyes hungrily devour his manhood. 

Matt ignored Carole's words and moved between her legs. He knelt in front of her and pointed his giant dick toward her pussy as he looked into her glazed eyes. 

"Don't," she said unconvincingly as she spread her legs wide. 

Matt moved forward and rubbed his big cock across my wife's swollen pussy lips slowly. I could see precum glistening on the head of his dick and as he rubbed it against Carole's cunt it became soaked with the combination of their juices. 

"Stop," she said. Her voice was a little louder and slightly more convincing. "I said no."

Matt didn't hesitate. He pushed his hips forward and sank his huge dick inside my wife's hot, wet cunt. He leaned forward to kiss her but she pushed his face away. 

"No," she said loudly, "stop." She pushed him away but he was still buried deep inside her. His hips started to move with long fluid motions as Carole pushed and hit his chest. 

"Get off," she moaned as her body responded to his thrusting dick. Her eyes closed and her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him deep inside her. She stopped pushing him away and instead raked her nails down his chest leaving deep red welts in their wake. 

Matt looked at me and smiled triumphantly. His pace had quickened and Carole's hips thrust to meet his as they fucked. 

I squeezed my dick through my pants as I watched them. Matt nodded, giving me the permission I needed, and I dropped my pants to the floor and started to openly flog my cock as Matt fucked my wife. 

Carole moaned and yelped loudly each time Matt thrust his huge dick into her. She had always been a quiet lover with me but Matt clearly brought her to a new level of excitement. He thrust hard into her quivering cunt as I watched and furiously stroked my dick. 

Matt pounded his giant cock into my wife hard and fast. The scent of her arousal filled the warm air as the raw animalistic sounds of sex echoed in off the plaster walls of our home. 

"Oh fuck," my wife yelled loudly. "Don't stop, don't you fucking stop." She grunted and thrust her body violently against his as my hand moved furiously over my throbbing hard meat. 

Matt pawed Carole's tits as he pounded his big fuck stick into her liquid core. Sweat ran down my wife's neck into the valley between her beautiful breasts. 

"Yes," she hissed loudly. Her body shook violently as she panted and moaned with intense pleasure. "I'm cumming," she yelled as waves of pleasure broke across her convulsing body. 

Matt continued to pound his giant dick into my beautiful wife until her powerful climax ebbed. Her eyes were still closed and chest was flushed as she fought to catch her breath. Her hair and makeup was disheveled but she looked beautiful and sexy in her satisfied state. 

Matt pulled his dripping, hard tool from my wife's gaping pussy and climbed onto the couch straddling her legs. His big wet dick pointed at Carole's pretty face and he fisted his shaft. 

"Suck it," he said firmly. Carole has a small mouth and has never enjoyed giving me head but she never hesitated. She opened her mouth wide and took his head between her lips as he stroked his shaft slowly. She struggled to stuff more of his fat meaty cock into her mouth as she moaned like a wanton whore. 

I watched my wife lick her juices off Matt's big dick. I was in a daze with hedonistic desires as she slurped his huge cock. 

"Fuck me again," she said softly. Her voice was raspy and thick with lust as she looked at Matt with soft pleading eye. "Please."

Matt smiled. He was enjoying my wife's reversal and the humiliation it brought me. He looked at me contemptuously and pointed to the floor. "Lay down right there," he demanded. 

I have always had something of a submissive streak. I pulled off my shirt and quickly scrambled to the floor where I lay on my back and waited for his next command.

Matt guided Carole on top of me and positioned us in the 69 position as he moved behind my wife's beautiful ass. He pushed her down until her trimmed pussy pressed firmly against my mouth. Instinctively my tongue slithered along the wet pungent folds of Carole's pussy. 

I could feel Carole's mouth on my turgid dick and I moaned deep into her grotto as my tongue plunged into her soaking wet hole. 

Matt pushed his big dick toward Carole's needy cunt and his drooling cock slid along my lips and tongue as I continued lick my wife's creamy pussy. 

I struggled to move and pull away but he pushed her down on top of me and pinned me as he sank his huge cock balls deep inside her. 

Carole moaned loudly as Matt started to fuck her from behind and she pleaded for me to keep licking her hard clit. I slowly aquiesed to her desires and flicked my tongue over her sensitive nub as Matt rammed his hard dick into her creamy core. She came fast under our two pronged attack and collapsed on top of me. Matt continued to fuck her until her climax subsided and the he pulled his dripping wet dick from her satiated hole and stroked it slowly as Carole rolled off me. 

"More baby," she said breathlessly. "Let me ride it."

Matt moved to the couch and Carole straddled his legs with her back to Matt and slowly lowered her honey pot onto his throbbing fuck stick. She groaned as she took him balls deep and then she started to ride him reverse cowgirl style. 

For the first time in an hour my beautiful wife looked me in the eye and she smiled brightly. Her cheeks were still flushed as she motioned me to her. 

I knelt in front of my wife between her, and her lover's spread legs and looked at her. She looked incredibly sexy. Her moves were primal yet fluid and she looked at me with love and adoration. 

"Kiss me baby," she said softly. She sank low onto Matt's big dick and our lips met in a deep wet kiss. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and it entwined with mine as my hands roamed over her soft smooth body. 

"Lick my clit again," she sighed as her hands gently pushed me lower until my lips were touching her hard swollen clit. My tongue flicked her clit and then in the heat of the moment I licked his wet glistening shaft. 

Matt moaned his approval and Carole held my head and guided it all across their sloppy wet union. 

"My clit baby," she moaned, "I need to cum again." Her voice was raw, sultry and she sounded like a different person. 

Matt thrust upward into my wife as she continued to ride his big meaty cock. I glued my lips to her clit and sucked hard as my tongue flicked across the sensitive nub until she exploded in the most powerful climax of the night. 

Carole rode Matt's dick until her body went limp and then she rolled off him and laid back on the couch facing us. 

"I'm close," he said, wrapping his fish around his shaft and stroking it slowly. He looked into my eyes and I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I had never in my wildest dreams imagined touching much less sucking another man's dick but at that moment there was nothing else that I wanted to do. 

I looked at Carole and she smiled brightly. "Do it baby," she encouraged as she laid back on the couch and watched my life change forever. 

I approached slowly. My eyes were glued to his wet hard cock. It looked delicious and I was anxious to feel it in my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and accepted his thick meaty cock between my lips. 

Matt and Carole both moaned as my head bobbed slowly over his turgid cock. I took it to the back of my throat and wrapped my fist around his big shaft. The combination of Carole's juices and Matt's precum was delicious and the feeling of his dick on my lips was empowering. I wondered why there was such a stigma against gay and bisexual men in our society. 

My head bobbed briskly taking him deeper with each stroke until I managed to take nearly his entire dick down my throat. 

"I'm gonna cum," Matt warned as he passed the point of no return. 

I moaned and sucked hard on his big delicious cock head as I stroked his long shaft with my right hand. 

"Drink it baby," Carole said softly. Her fingers were deep inside her hot cunt as she watched my awakening. 

Matt groaned loudly as he came. His big dick swelled in my mouth and pumped hot, thick cum up the shaft and into my waiting mouth. The first blast of cum hit the back of my throat and I started to swallow quickly. I managed to drink most of his hot seed but drops spilled from the corner of my mouth and ran down my chin. I sucked his dick as it deflated in my hungry mouth and he pushed me away from his sensitive spent cock. 

Carole pushed me onto my back and mounted my painfully hard dick. She rode me hard and fast until I exploded inside her pumping the biggest load of cream of my life into her womb. 

Matt left shortly after I came and Carole and I agreed it had been the most incredible sexual experience of our lives. We no longer want a threesome for the girls, but we are looking forward to the possibilities when Jenny joins us for a hot foursome. I knew it would be much better than golf.



A Threesome With Katie



This is an exchange that I had with my "pal" Katie, who is an English 40-year old graduate. We both got quite excited writing this scenario together, as you might imagine. 

Katie: 

I was in the kitchen with William. You popped by, supposedly to talk business with him. You let yourself in through the unlocked front door and were surprised to see me kissing him against the cooker. My hand rubbing his hard cock within his trousers.

Jim: 

You don't hear me come in, or even notice me, until I'm standing right behind you. "Surprise", I whisper, as I lean in and start to nuzzle the back of your neck with my mouth. You carry on kissing and stroking your husband, and I stand even closer, so you can feel the hardness within my trousers as I press in to your backside. 

Katie: 

I jump, startled by a sudden voice in my ear. An unknown voice at that. I try and pull away from William but he pulls back against my protests and grinds his cock against me, pushing my arse back into you. The feeling of a hard cock either side of me is a new and exciting one and I am immediately wet. "He's okay", William whispers into my ear as your hands slip under my top and upwards.

Jim: 

I am still nuzzling your neck, enjoying the smell of your warm skin. I now have my hands under your top, feeling the weight and shape of your tits in my hands. I am stroking over and around your bra. "William," I say. "You didn't tell me she had such lovely big tits". I'm now pressing up hard against your arse, you can feel six inches of meat through my jeans, my log of cock aching for release. I realise that you are still kissing him and now have your hands down his pants, wrapping your fingers around his swollen dick.

Katie: 

I kneel at William's feet. I'm quite unsure how to behave; you are after all a stranger. My cares do not last long as I unzip him and his cock springs up in my face. As I hold and lick him I feel you kneel behind me, your hands searching for my tits again, groping under my top. "Here", says William, and leans down. The movement pushes his cock deeper down my throat and as he lifts my top over my head I gag on him slightly.

Jim: 

I am unclipping the back of your bra, freeing it up so it slips down over your breasts. I have my hands on you, feeling the soft skin of your tits, taking your nipples and just rolling them between my fingertips, feeling them swell up and harden. I watch you giving head to William as I fondle your boobs. I ask William how your mouth feels wrapped around his dick?

Katie: 

In answer to your question he grins and nods at your trouser zip. You know what he means and unzip yourself and pull your hard cock from your trousers. William puts his hands either side of my head, holds me gently as he fucks my mouth, one, two, three more times; then slowly slips from my lips. I turn, still squatting to you. My small hand clasps around your shaft and squeezes as I lick your head, tasting the precum that you ooze. I look up at you as my mouth slides down over your cock, sucking my cheeks in against your hardness. William is now sitting on a kitchen chair, cock in hand and watches.

Jim: 

"You were right", I tell William, as you run the tip of your tongue against the end of my cock. I'm now so hard and swollen, veiny and pink, all six inches of cock. "She sucks cock really well". You are now taking me in deeper, letting me push into your mouth, which opens up wide. You look so pretty with a mouth full of cock, and your fingers feel so good wrapped around my swollen shaft. I have my hands on your brown hair, stroking your head, as you go to work on me, licking and sucking like it's some kind of lollipop. I love the way that you run the tip of your tongue right against the little slit at the end of my purple-headed prick, where the precum is oozing out, and you can taste that salty moisture.

Katie: 

Your cock still in my mouth I reach for William. He rises and comes to stand next to you, cock in hand. His cock is large and thick. Purple-headed, like yours. But bigger. I reach out for it and as you slowly fuck my mouth I start to wank him. Soon he nudges up against my cheek and I slip my mouth from you, a string of saliva joining my bottom lip to your cock, and close my lips over him. I suck him hard, one hand round his thick shaft as I run my tongue around him. He pushes against my movements, eyes closed, head back. I feel you move around so you're behind me, you squat next to me and your fingers begin to explore the lace at the edge of my knickers.

Jim: 

It's a beautiful sight to see his big thick prick deep inside your mouth, with you eagerly sucking on his shaft. Your mouth looks so very full, so crammed with cock. You already have some of my precum on your lips, and now you can taste his, subtly different moisture. I run my hands over your firm, lovely arse, marvelling at your bright tattoo on your back, just stroking for now. The lace feels so soft under my touch. Slowly, so slowly, I begin to pull it down, over your bottom, exposing your buttocks to me. 

Soon your lacy knickers are around your thighs. I start to stroke the flesh of your bottom, just feeling you in my hands, as I watch William fucking your mouth. The whole scenario is so incredible, I just love it. It's been too long since I shared two people at the same time. You and your husband. I'm wondering just how far you'll go, whether you'll call a halt to it, or whether you want, desire, need to go the whole way. 

I know why William has stopped. He doesn't want to come, not just yet. He wants to watch you, to feast on you with his eyes, as we take turns to pleasure you. My hand is now firmly between your thighs - you with your knees wide apart for me, for this stranger who wants you so badly - and I am stroking your glistening cunt with my fingers. Rubbing your hard little nub, your clit, then just rubbing my fingertips against your wet lips. 

"She is really wet," I tell William. "I think she likes being shared. Likes being enjoyed by two men."

You are still squatting, your eyes on William - who is sat there stroking himself - as I gently rub you, just softly for now, not too hard, not too fast. Not yet.

Katie: 

William stands and walks to me. He lifts me to standing and kisses me. Fiercely. One hand tangled in the back of my hair the other pushes my knickers fully down and I step from them. I'm naked between you. I love the feeling of powerlessness and vulnerability. Your hands plant on my hips as he kisses me, your lips against my neck. I pull away from him and push back at you, breathing in your hair. William pushes his cock between my legs, just rubbing back and forth, coating himself in my juices, not entering me. Not yet. I feel your cock nudging up against my arse, I love the feeling of two cocks straining for me; four hands touching me, pulling me for their own pleasures.

Jim: 

I love that feeling of being pressed against your warm, naked arse. My dick is so insanely hard, so stiff for you. And it is wedged between your buttocks, in the soft inviting crevice between your cheeks. I'm kissing your neck, your shoulders, your ears, nuzzling you and telling you how good it's going to be, how amazing it will feel, how you'll never forget what's about to happen. William is still rubbing his dick between your legs, against your soft wet lips, and he has his hands on your tits, rubbing and stroking them. My left hand is on your arse, just holding you, and my right hand is against your groin, my fingers now rubbing insistently against your clit. Just millimetres away from William's dick. You love the feeling of having your clit rubbed, firmly, smoothly, I'm using your cunt juice to lubricate you. "Sandwiched". That's the word that goes through your head. You are in a sandwich between two men, who both want to cum inside you. 

Katie: 

William walks backwards with me held to him until he is sat on the edge of the kitchen table, you come with us, arms tight around me, fingers buried between my lips. I love the conversation that goes on above my head. As if I'm not even there. He is now sitting on the table edge, his cock protruding, so lewdly, sticking out at 45 degrees. 

Jim: 

I tell him that you are going to suck on his balls and stroke his length while I pleasure you from behind with my mouth. He agrees, says that sounds like a great idea. And soon you are running your tongue all over his hairy balls, lapping the base of his throbbing cock and then back to his balls again. You look like such a naughty slut. I, meanwhile, am no longer clasping you from a standing position. Instead I'm ordering you to spread your legs wide again. And now I'm crouching behind you, sat on the floor, my face level with your cunt, which is now so slippery wet. "William," I say, all excited. "Her cunt is absolutely dripping." And then you feel my tongue, for the first time, lapping your pussy from behind. My mouth is all over your lips, your hole, your clit, I love the taste of you, the smell, it's all so dizzyingly exciting. You are still pleasuring his balls and cock, and are pressing one little finger against his arsehole. You look down, and there is my blond head, between your legs, lapping and sucking and licking, my face smeared with your juice. You are unsurprised when I divert my tongue up a little, to your tight little anus, and start to make long sweeping movements with my tongue, from your arse down to your cunt and back up again. William is telling me to pleasure you, to give you everything, to try and make you cum on my face.

Katie: 

I grind my cunt down on your face, your fingers probing my arse. I feel your thumb slips inside, up to the knuckle and past. Your fingers stretching to my clit, holding my lips apart as you fuck me with your tongue. I can feel you straining to push deep inside me. You feel so good. As ever William takes control. He pulls me up and pushes his legs between mine, he slowly opens them pushing my legs apart. His hands on my hips he pulls me to him. "I'm having you," he whispers, "now". He holds his cock and I eagerly lower myself onto him. He's large, so very large, and he nudges against me, pushing for a split second before my cunt slowly, slowly parts and allows me to slide myself all the way down his length. It feels so good to finally be full of him

Jim: 

It is amazing to watch, my face only inches away as you lower yourself on to his massive dick. I love the way your cunt is still wet with my saliva and your excitement. How it opens up only slowly, allowing him to enter you, to fill you. He's leaning against the kitchen sideboard as he starts to fu*ck you, slowly and sweetly. I ask him what your cunt feels like, whether it is deliciously silky, whether it is warm and tight and welcoming. Yes he says, it's heavenly, as always, it feels so damned good. I ask him if he minds me rimming you while he fucks you, not at all, he replies, giving me a wink. He's holding you by the hips, lifting you up and down on his dick. And so now I'm behind again, holding your buttocks open with my hands, pushing my tongue back up into your ringpiece, forcing my way in again, enjoying the way you open up with the pressure from my mouth. While he continues to slowly screw you. It feels so unusual to you, your cunt filled with prick, my tongue in your arse at the same time. You're starting to make some strange moaning sounds, gasping. I love the look on your face. Concentrating intensely. 

Katie: 

Yes, I'm gasping. I want you in me too. I want your delicious cock deep in my arse. I want your cock rubbing up against his with only the thinnest part of me between you. William's face is set in concentration as he fucks me. I'm rising up his length and almost off him, only to slip myself back down him again with force. He knows you want my arse and he wants it to happen too. He motions for you to sit on the sofa and you do, kicking your jeans off, your legs planted widely. I kiss William hard and he grinds into me, then I'm off him and looking for you. I back myself up to you and hold my cheeks apart, I can't resist giving a little wiggle as your hands grip my hips.



Jim: 

Are you sure?" I ask William. "Are you sure you want me to fuck your wife in the arsehole?" I want to know that this is what you both want. I know that it is what you want, because I am sitting there, on the sofa, my dick like an iron bar, and you are now coming towards me, facing away from me, and slowly lowering yourself on to my lap. He nods his assent. The scene is now set. No going back. I'm now whispering to you, my mouth close to your ear, telling you what I'm going to do; how I'm going to impale your tight little hole on my fat, thick aching prick. How he's going to fuck your cunt at the same time. You're murmuring, approval I think, positive noises. And now I'm taking out a bottle of lube, I'm rubbing it all over my veiny dick, and I'm putting it on my fingers which I'm now sticking up your bottom. Two fingers, together, shoving them right up your tight hole. You're leaning forward slightly, your hands on my knees to take the weight, feeling me invade your tight arsehole, forcefully, my fingers slicked with lube. There isn't much resistance. You've done this before, you dirty girl, I think to myself. 

Katie: 

Fingers are good but I want cock. William loves to watch me pleasured and he sits back stroking himself watching my face as you slip them from me and nudge your lubed cock up against my arse. "Just be gentle with her," he says. "For now," he adds as he winks at me. You begin to suspect that this is not the first time he's shared me.

Jim: 

You now have the opening to your arsehole pressing against the purple, swollen head of my dick. We aren't bothering with condoms. You are using gravity to impale yourself on me. Just holding yourself there. Letting the weight of your body do the work. I hold the base of my dick, just keeping it steady, and watch in awe as your body swallows up my fat, purple head. It is slick with lube. For a while it felt like I'd never get it into you, and then - suddenly - it has disappeared up your greedy arsehole. "Jesus", I gasp in William's direction. "I'm in her arse. I'm fucking your wife in her arse." You feel so tight that it's a miracle I don't come straight away. But luckily I've had a couple of drinks, and I just watch as you lower yourself, inch by inch, on to me. "You're a naughty girl, aren't you?" I say, addressing you directly for the first time. "You've done this before." My hands are on your big tits, squeezing those big glorious nipples, and I'm whispering in your ear as my entire six inches disappears up your arse. 

Katie: 

"Yes," I say. "I'm his naughty girl". I look to William who nods. "I'll do anything he wants me to." I feel your cock filling me. It takes a little getting used to but I love it. You pinch my nipples as I ride you, slowly lifting myself from you and lowering again until you're buried deep within me. I know your eyes are on my arsehole the entire time, stretching wide over you. Your hands pull my arse cheeks apart so you have a clearer view. I look to William and he smiles. He walks towards me and rubs his cock against my cheek. He kneels and lifts my legs so both feet are on the sofa either side of yours. I am wide open for him. He crouches and watches your cock fucking my arse for a while then for the first time tonight licks me. His tongue runs from my arse to my clit and back. My pussy feels so very, very wet. I wonder if you could feel it. The thought you can excites me even more.

Jim: 

Yes, just for a second I feel it glance past me, en route from your anus back up to your cunt. While he is licking you out, I reach forward and hold the back of his head, forcing him into you. "Lick her," I order him. His entire face is covered in your pussy, your wetness. "I want you to fuck her with your tongue," I tell him, as he sticks his tongue deep up your wet hole. Just when I think he can barely breathe, I release his head, letting him come up for air. You are now rubbing your clit with your hand, enjoying the feeling of my dick all the way up your bottom. You are calling me a "bastard" and I'm calling you a "slut" as I fuck you in the arse. William has fallen silent. And yes, I'm watching you lowering yourself, then raising yourself, my dick, slick with lube, moving in and out of your arsehole. It's a sensational sight. You look so stretched, so filled, so full.

Katie: 

"I want you," I tell William. He kisses me and I taste myself on his lips. He nods, kneels and rubs his cock in my wetness.

Your hands go to my knees, you tilt me back slightly and hold me open for him. He stares into my eyes as he slips inside me, not as easily as usual as I am full of you now. He pushes harder and is soon, buried deep inside me. I feel you both throbbing inside me. 

Jim: 

I can now feel his dick moving in unison with mine, just separated by that tiny sliver of flesh. This makes me incredibly excited. You are moaning and groaning, and I know you're about to come. It is in this position that I finally spurt, unable to control myself, filling your bowels with spurt after spurt after spurt of warm wet cum deep in your guts. I'm kissing your neck and back as I ejaculate, calling out your name, unable to stop myself. And then it is William's turn, and soon you have my cum, and his cum, dribbling out over your thighs, all sticky and moist.



A Threesome with Mishka



She felt his arms wrap around her pulling her close, his kiss, sensual, erotic, full of passion. She looked up at him, her lips to his, feeling him pull away, softly biting her lower lip. She smiled. 

"I love your smile, Mishka." Sergei held her tightly. Mishka was a pet name for her. "I love everything about you, my wild woman." He smirked again.

Mishka giggled. Sergei made her feel all sorts of emotions and when they were apart, she dreaded it. She had him right now, and that's what mattered because who knew what the future held.

She felt Sergei's arousal against her body, beckoning her to give way. Mishka moved so that Sergei lay on top of her. They kissed, they caressed, they played. Mishka was moist and wanting. Sergei, raging, burning, entered her. She moaned as she thrust her hips up to meet his entry. He was hung and she was tight. Every motion he made was felt by her. She loved the way he felt inside her. Her vaginal lips engaging in a long, passionate kiss with his cock, sucking him in deeper and deeper, feeling every thrust, obeying his cock's command, Mishka's sugar walls tightening with his shaft's inward motions and letting up from time to time. 

Sergei, found Mishka's mound, swollen, moist, his thumb circling it as he continued making love to her. 

"I'm going to cum, Sergei." Mishka cried out. Her moaning, loud, and appreciated.

Sergei met her orgasm with his own.

They lay there for a while just holding each other and finally Sergei broke the silence, "I want to try new things with you, babe."

"What sort of things?" Mishka asked looking into his blue eyes.

"Sexual things." He held her tight. 

Sergei knew Mishka never really experienced much. He knew she had been with one woman when she was younger.

He couldn't stop thinking of seeing a woman burying her tongue inside his Mishka, hearing her moan, seeing her aroused by a woman. He had to see it, he had to be a part of it.

They went out to a club. Mishka had a friend meet them there. Natasha was a tall blonde. They were out on the dance floor and started making out. Sergei watched on as the two women kissed and danced.

After the club, they all went back to Sergei's. Mishka was kissing Natasha and easing her down onto the floor. Natasha engrossed in the kiss, obliged. Lying there, Mishka undressed Natasha and started kissing and sucking her breasts. Sergei was getting aroused. With him, Mishka is submissive but with Natasha, he was noticing Mishka to be dominant and that turned him on even more. 

Natasha's soft flesh beneath Mishka was warm, little beads of sweat appeared as Mishka worked her way down to the aching between Natasha's legs. Mishka spread both legs gently, parting Natasha's vaginal lips, licking up the juices that were there and creating more with her lovemaking. Mishka buried her tongue as deep inside as it would go, feeling Natasha's arousal, feeling her vaginal walls, the wetness, the excitement building. Mishka took in a breath and found Natasha's swollen mound with her tongue. Licking, sucking, playing with it. Natasha was close. Mishka continued doing this until Natasha screamed and her nectar flowed into Mishka's mouth.

Meanwhile, Sergei watching, stroking his hardness, came up behind Mishka and took her. Entering her with a force. She moaned. He pumped her pussy hard pulling her hair. Grabbing her ass, thrusting his cock deeper into her, whispering in her ear about how much she had turned him on with her being with another woman. He was about to cum and pulled out. His cock in her face, he exploded into her open mouth. 

Natasha fingered Mishka's already wet pussy. Spreading Mishka's cheeks apart, Natasha began licking Mishka's ass while still fingering her. Mishka loved this a lot. Sergei asked the women to stop briefly as he led Mishka to the bed. There he had Natasha lick Mishka's pussy. Her wetness was building. Sergei couldn't help but lick too, he loved the taste of Mishka. Once again he stopped Natasha. 

He lay on his back and asked Mishka to sit facing him while he licked her sweet pussy. He spread her ass so that Natasha could bury her tongue in it. Mishka was into this, her ass tightening, Natasha knew Mishka was close to cumming, she placed a couple of fingers in Mishka's ass, fucking it hard, while Sergei licked and sucked Mishka's clit. 

"Cum baby." He whispered as he was sucking her clit. 

Mishka squirted all over Sergei. Screaming from the pleasure.

Sergei was hard again and he moved Mishka to his cock and she rode him while Natasha sat on his face. He licked Natasha. 

Mishka rode him wildly. She was getting off on this. She fucked Sergei faster and spilled her juice over his cock. She got up and put her robe on and sat in the chair watching Natasha sitting on her lover's face. 

Sergei licked and licked making Natasha cum. Natasha lay next to Sergei, both exhausted while Mishka just stared at the two taking in all that had happened tonight. She fell asleep thinking of what her next adventure with Sergei would be.



A Threesome with My Sons



I have received a lot of emails from people that read my stories, asking for one where I have a threesome with my two sons. Well, my younger son came to visit me on spring break, and I am happy to say, that you now get the story you have been asking for. I didn't want to write anything that wasn't true or that didn't happen, so I hope you understand the wait, but trust me when I tell you, it was well worth the wait.

I got a phone call while I was visiting my mom from my younger son "Mom, do you care if I come visit you for a while on spring break" he asked.

"Sure honey." I replied. "But just out of curiosity do I need to come get you or is your dad bringing you over."

"Dad's bringing me over if I want to go since he's going to be passing by on his way to Uncle Stephen's house for a three day fishing trip or something like that." my son replied.

"Ok, I will be home on Tuesday." I answered.

"Wait, if your not home, then where are you?" he asked puzzled.

"I'm at Grandma's house and I'm spending some time with her." 

"Oh ok, tell Grandma I love and miss her and I'll call her later when I get a chance." he said.

"Ok baby, I'll see you when you come over." I replied

"Ok Mom, love you, bye." he said quickly as he hung up before I had a chance to reply back to him.

On my way home I called my older son, Erik, to let him know I was on my way back and that his brother was going to be staying at least three days with us while on spring break. Needless to say he wasn't too thrilled about it, but I could tell he did miss him too.

Later that night while eating dinner, my son started to ask me questions.

"So when he gets here are you still going to walk around naked or can we still randomly play with each other like we've been doing?" Erik asked.

"Let me worry about that, I'll let you know later on after he's here, but when he first gets here, behave." I replied. 

"And just exactly how are you going to find out if he's ok with it Mom, you haven't seen him in nearly 2 months?" Erik asked in a smartass way.

"I found out with you that you wanted my pussy didn't I? I'm going to do the same with him, but you have to let me do it my way and listen to me when I tell you to do something, or not to do something, just trust me." I said with a little attitude. 

Erik just shook his head and finished his dinner. I could tell he was a little uneasy about sharing our secret with his younger brother. The only thing he didn't know is that his brother had already seen me naked and has a video of me masturbating. 

Wednesday morning around 8am, I woke up to my cell phone ringing. When I looked at the caller id, it was my ex husband's phone number so I knew it was my son calling me.

"Hello" I said in a sleepy voice.

"Hey mom just wanted to let you know that Dad and I are leaving now and will be there between three and four according to Dad, but you and I both know how fast he drives so I might be there sooner." my son said.

"Ok honey, just be careful and I'll see you when you get here." I replied "Love you."

"Love you too Mom, bye." he answered as he hung up the phone again on me before I had a chance to tell him bye in return.

I laid my phone back down on the night stand and rolled back over to cuddle back up to my son. When I pulled my leg up on his, I brushed against his cock and could tell that he had a morning hard on.

Oh this could be fun I thought to myself as I reached down to slowly stroke his cock. As I started to stroke Erik he moved in his sleep where his legs where a little opened and I was able to play with his balls.

I sat up and leaned over him as I took his cock into my mouth and slowly began to suck on the head of his cock as I played with his balls using my left hand.

After only about 15 seconds Erik woke up and let out a quiet moan of excitement. 

"If you wanted my cock Mom, you could have just got on top of me and started riding me." he said as he started to run the sleep out of his eyes.

"Yeah but I know how much you like watching your cock penetrate me so I wanted to wake you up first." I said as I started to straddle my son with his cock in my hand.

I rubbed his hard cock against my pussy lips letting him feel how wet I had gotten then slowly began to go down on his cock letting his cock stretch out my pussy.

After I was all the way down on his cock I leaned over pressing my tits against his bare chest and started to kiss him passionately. My son likes to kiss me as we have sex due to the simple fact that kissing in general makes me wet.

I slowly moved up and down on his cock as we kissed. He pulled me up a little to start sucking on my nipples and to play with my tits. He has really gotten better at turning me on. Shortly after he started sucking on my nipples I started to feel myself getting ready to cum.

"Cum for me Mom. I feel your pussy tightening up, just cum all over my cock for me." Erik said as he buried his face between my tits.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned out as I came all over him.

He grabbed both my tits and started to pound my pussy as I started to cum making me cum harder to the pointed I squirted all over his cock and balls to the point we had a wet spot on the bed.

"Don't stop baby! Fuck your mommy's pussy good! Give me your cum in my pussy!" I cried out in pure ecstasy.

My body began to shake from cumming a second time and squirting again all over my son. He then squeezed my tits harder and exploded deep inside my pussy as he kept his cock buried deep inside of me.

"Oh god yes! Cum inside me baby, give me all your cum!" I moaned out as I slowly began to grind in a circle.

"Damn I love cumming inside you!" he said as he was panting.

I got off of him and out of bed, while he continued to lay there I could see cum all over his cock and I couldn't help but to take him in my mouth again and suck his cock clean. He twitched a little as I sucked on his cock then took his balls into my mouth to make sure I got all of our cum off of him.

"Your brother will be here in a few hours, so when your done taking a shower, make sure you put some clothes on." I said as I got up and started to walk out of the room.

"What about you Mom? Are you going to put any clothes on?" he asked.

"Yeah, after breakfast." I replied as I walked into the hallway.

That morning I didn't feel like cooking so I had a bowl of cereal as I turned on the tv to watch the news and to see what the weather would be like. I wasn't completely sure how I was going to be able to continue having sex with my older son while my younger son was visiting.

The weather turned out to be nice and warm with very few clouds for almost a week and i decided to use that to my advantage. I had a new bikini that i had yet to wear and it really showed off my body since it was a thong bikini. I called a friend of mine who was out of town for the weekend visiting her boyfriend who was home for a week from overseas to see if i could use her pool.

After roughly 30 minutes of talking to her, i brought up me using her pool and she was ok with it. I finally had an idea of how i could get both my sons together and show off my body to them both at the same time to open myself up equally to them.

Erik came into the living room while i was on the phone and after i got off he asked "So I take it we're going swimming later?"

"Yeah after your brother gets here if both of you are up to it." I replied.

"Are you going to be wearing your new bikini?" Erik asked with high curiosity.

I started giggling and said "Yeah and I'll also make sure to get in the water so my nipples get hard just for you if you want."

Erik had a big smile on his face and said "If you don't, I'm going to pick you up and throw you in the pool."

I just smiled back at him and walked back to my room making sure my ass swayed side to side just to tease him. I put on my bikini and then some loose fitting clothes so neither of them would be able to see my body.

About 2 hours later my younger son arrived and after he brought his things in and settled down in his old room, I asked him if he was up for some swimming. 

"Hunny, let's go if you want to have plenty of time swimming." I called out to him.

"Where are we going swimming at?" my son asked.

"Down the road at Kathy's house, she's not home and we have permission to use her pool." I replied.

"Hell yeah! She has a diving board and I have first dive!" my son cried out as he came out of his room wearing only shorts.

We went outside and got in my car and we started on our way to Kathy's house. For those wondering, she told me where her spare key was and told me to take it home with me so no one would see me putting it back. On our way there no one said a word and I was too busy coming up with ideas to think of anything to say to get a conversation going.

When we got there I found the key and we went straight through her house to her pool. My younger son waisted no time going straight to the diving board and dove right in. I walked back inside to loosen up my top where it wasn't so tight. 

In the bathroom I also loosened up my bottom where I could tell that the slightest tug would pull them down and I tied the strings loosely as well just in case. Once I was done I went back outside to rejoin my sons.

When I got outside they were already challenging each other to see who could dive out farther and I saw this as my opportunity to do something.

"Let me have a go and see if I can't show you boys how to do it right." I called out.

"Go for it Mom if you think you can beat me!" my younger son called out as he dove back into the pool and came up just shy of half way.

I climbed on top of the board and bounced a little making my nipple slip out as both of my sons were looking at me. I pretended not to notice as i dove in. I felt my right breast come out of my top but i started to swim under water anyways. Right as I was about to come up for air I tugged on my bottoms string where one side came undone.

When I came up for air I had gone far enough to where I could stand and have my chest out of the water. I was only a few feet away from my son and we were facing each other.

"How was that for a mom?" I asked my son in a bragging voice.

"Mom, your boob is hanging out!" he said as he pointed to my exposed breast.

"So what, it's just a boob and you've seen them before." I replied.

"I know I have, I'm just saying Mom." he quickly said as he continued to look.

"Then what's the problem?" I asked "If you keep looking I'll just take my top off, it's too big anyways."

"That's up to you Mom." he said still looking at my exposed breast.

"I bet you won't!" Erik shouted at me.

Right then and there I took my top off and looked at Erik and shouted back at him "I bet I will and I bet you don't have the balls to take your shorts off!"

My younger son's eyes got big looking at my boobs as I took my top off and then seeing his brother take his shorts off. I could tell he couldn't believe what he was seeing. I turned around to walk out of the pool to put my top up and as my hips started to come out of the water my bottoms began to fall off too.

"Mom I can see your ass!" Erik shouted out.

"Is that a complaint?" I asked him as I laid my top down on the table by the pool.

"You're ok with us seeing you like that Mom?" my younger son asked.

"Why not? It's just my body." I replied back to him as I started to sit in a long chair "It's meant to be shown off and played with from time to time."

Erik swam to the shallow end of the pool with his shorts in his hand and laid them on the table next to my top. The chair i was in was right next to the table and as Erik stood next to me I took his cock into my hand with his brother watching and kissed it.

"Come here for a second I want to talk to you without yelling." I told my younger son.

"Ok Mom." he replied as he climbed out of the pool and walked up to me.

"Our body isn't something to be ashamed of. I know you're not a virgin anymore and if you want to explore my body you can." I told him as I took his hand and placed it on my left boob.

"Are you sure Mom? Some people might think it's wrong." he said puzzled.

I took my hand and went under his shorts and started to massage his cock. "Do you like what I'm doing or do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"Yeah I like it." he said.

"Then take your shorts off and enjoy." I said as I took Erik's cock into my mouth and removed my hand from under his shorts and started to pull them down.

He took off his shorts and I started to suck his cock to get him as hard as Erik was. He tilted his head back and enjoyed as he started to get hard.

I got up off the chair "Erik lay down on your back." I said as i pointed to the chair.

Erik did as I said and I climbed on top of him and began to slowly slide up and down on his cock. Then I reached over and pulled my other son to me.

"Stand behind me and slide into my ass, and be careful since we don't have any lube." I said to him.

He got behind me and started to slide in my ass. I have to admit it hurt more than I would have liked but I wasn't going to stop him. I finally had both my sons at the same time.

"Both of you go slow. This is a lot for me to handle right now." I said softly.

Erik started first and then his brother. Both of them were sliding in and out of my body at the same time and once the discomfort of not having lube subsided it started to feel amazing. They got a rhythm going where when one came out, the other went in.

"Oh god yes!" I moaned out "Fuck your mother good!"

Erik grabbed my tits and looked up at me smiling. Shortly after my other son gabbed ahold of my hips and started to pick up speed and force.

"Yes! Fuck me good till you cum inside me! Don't pull out, cum inside me!" I started to beg them. I was so horny and turned on.

My younger son came in my ass first. I was a little disappointed that neither of my sons said anything the whole time. Shortly after my son came inside my ass he pulled out and Erik picked up speed too then came inside my pussy.

I stood up off of him and walked over to my other son. "Come on, get your clothes and let's go home."

"Ok Mom." he said as he put his shorts back on.

We all got dressed and went back home. After we got home and got inside I took all my clothes off again.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes Mom?" my younger son asked.

"Because I meant what I said hunny." I replied. "You can have sex with me any time you want."

"Really?" he replied.

"Yes, if don't believe me, ask Erik." I said.

He turned to face Erik as he turned on the computer to show him all the pictures we have of Erik and I having sex that we took.

"I don't want my picture taken but I'm ok with us having sex." he said to me.

"What ever your comfortable with hunny, and when your horny, just come play with me or ask." I replied.

My son smiled and went back to his room and my older son called up his girlfriend to spend some time with her so my other son and I could have some time together.

A few hours later Erik went out on his date and my other son was still in his room. I walked in to see him sleeping and I pulled down his shorts and gave him a blowjob until he woke up. Once he woke up I completely took his shorts off and climbed on top of him sliding his cock into my pussy.

"You weren't kidding Mom." he said looking into my eyes.

"Just enjoy my body." I replied as I leaned forward placing my tits in his face. He was hesitant at first but started sucking on my nipples.

He pushed me up where i started to grind on him and asked "Where's Erik?"

"He went out with his girlfriend so it's just us. Now stop asking questions and just enjoy my pussy." I said.

He laid back not saying another word but keeping his hands on my hips the whole time. He's not as big as his brother but his cock still felt good inside me. I started to feel his cock start to swell from having to cum and i bent back over on top of him.

"Cum inside my pussy baby. I want to feel your cum deep inside my pussy." I whispered in his ear.

Almost immediately he started to cum. I stopped riding him and just let him cum inside my pussy. After his cock stopped pulsing I got off of him and sucked his cock clean.

Wiping my mouth I look at my son and said "I'm going to go start dinner. If you want me again, just come bend me over and slide in my pussy."

He just looked at me and nodded. I turned around and walked back out. I started cooking dinner and noticed he wasn't coming out anytime soon. After I was done cooking I called out to him that dinner was done. He came out completely naked.

"I see your getting comfortable." I said in shock.

"I just want to make sure that you have easy access since you're the hornier one of us." he replied.

We ate dinner together naked and Erik spent the night at his girlfriend's house. My son slept in my bed with me that night and had sex a few more times but nothing special. He stayed with me for another 3 days that was filled with sex from both my sons, but only had one threesome. He did agree to start spending his vacations with me so there's always the chance of it happening again.



A Threesome With Strangers



I did not feel like sitting at home watching TV that Saturday night, especially with my wife on the warpath. She and I were not on the best of terms and were trying very hard not to cross each other's paths. An argument over some trivial thing had escalated into full-scale warfare. I had to get out of the line of fire for awhile.

I was going through my country music phase at the time, so I headed for my favorite country bar. I felt a lot better as soon as I settled in at the bar and took a sip of cold draft. There were a couple of things that I liked about that particular bar - a first-class juke box and a bartender who loved to show off her spectacular tits. I plunked a pound of quarters into the juke and punched every single tune by The Judds. I could hardly get enough of the mother-daughter songbirds.

Three Budweisers and thirty Judds tunes later and I felt a hell of a lot better. "I may just stay here forever," I thought. "This is fucking paradise." Thankfully, the bartender had decided to pick on me and was flaunting her magnificent tits in my face. The only thing holding up her flimsy peasant-girl top was her spiked nipples. I prayed they would lose their grip.

I was focusing all of my attention on the bartender's blouse, willing it to fall away, when there was a tap on my shoulder. I turned to find a very attractive woman smiling at me. "My husband and I thought we were the world's biggest Judds fans until you showed up. You sure do like 'em, don't you?" I could tell by her accent that she was from the South, probably from Tennessee. I can get a hard-on just listening to those Tennessee gals talk.

"We were wondering if you would like to join us for a drink. We can talk about the Judds. We went to one of their concerts recently and even got their autographs." She pointed toward a nice-looking guy in a corner booth. He hoisted his glass in a toast. Desperately in need of somebody to talk to, I accepted her offer.

They introduced themselves as Jerry and June. I was right about them being from Tennessee. They were tourists from Nashville visiting nearby Disneyworld. They were in their early to mid-forties, about five years older than me. June was a fine-looking woman with short blond hair framing a model's face and a body that most women half her age would envy. Jerry was just a few flaws short of being handsome. He had a healthy tan, a full head of hair, and sparkling teeth.

We talked about country music in general and The Judds in particular. The conversation flowed smoothly, a good sign that we were hitting it off. Every time lovely June opened her mouth and that sweet Southern drawl spilled out, my dick got a little harder. I began praying that my new friends were swingers. It had been months since my wife had spread her legs for me, and I needed to get laid. I was encouraged when Jerry bluntly said, "I would just love to fuck Naomi Judd." Even more encouraging was June's response. "I wouldn't mind trying her myself." Those were just the kinds of things that swingers would say to get things headed in the right direction.

June excused herself to go to "the little girl's room" and as she walked away my eyes zoomed in on her fine ass. Its size suited her age - bigger than the ideal ass but still mighty fine. I had not really made any attempt to hide my admiration of June's beauty. Jerry had certainly noticed, and didn't seem to have a problem with it.

"I guess you really like my wife's tits and ass, don't you?" he asked. "You can't seem to take your eye's off of them, and that's fine with me. I consider it a compliment when men look at my wife the way you have been looking at her."

We talked about football until June returned, then she segued the conversation to sex. I suspected they were swingers so I wasn't too surprised. I figured we would end up in a motel room with Jerry and I taking turns with her or him watching me fuck her. It didn't turn out quite that way.

"Have you ever sucked a cock, Larry?" June asked.

"No, I never have. I've had blow jobs from men, but I never returned the favor."

"Well, Jerry just loves to have his cock sucked by men, and if you were to suck his, I bet he would let you fuck me. I can see that you want to fuck me. I really like you, too, so I hope you will say yes."

Their routine was so polished that I was sure they had used the same approach before. Later on, they confirmed my suspicion. I had reached the point where I would have done just about anything to fuck June. My cock was really doing my thinking for me. I suppose I had always wondered what it would be like to suck a dick, and now I had the perfect opportunity to try.

"I like you, too, June. I like you both. Sure, I'll give it a try." They were staying at a motel just down the road. I followed them in my car and a few minutes later we were in their room. Jerry poured bourbon highballs and turned on the radio to - you guessed it - a Judds tune.

"Why don't you take off your clothes first," June suggested. I began stripping down in front of two people I had known for only an hour. I peeled off my shirt to reveal a well-developed chest covered with curly hair. By the time I tossed my pants aside, my eight-inch cock was as hard as a hammer handle. Jerry whistled when I pulled my briefs down to reveal my throbbing cock.

"Very, very nice," June said. "Masturbate for me. Nothing makes me hotter than watching a man jack his cock. But be careful not to spill anything."

I love to masturbate and doing it in front of an appreciative audience only makes it better. I stroked my cock with one hand and fondled my balls with the other. I was proud of my body. All of the time that I had spent jogging and working out had paid off. I could tell by their leers that they liked what they saw.

They watched me masturbate for about fifteen minutes, then they stood and helped each other strip. I had mentally undressed June a dozen times, but her real body was even nicer than the one I had imagined. Her big, firm tits were her best feature, but all of her was nice. Her tummy was slightly rounded just the way I like them. I like to feel a little meat against me when I fuck, and after I cum it's nice to have that soft pillow to rest on. A luxurious bush of black hair covered her cunt. Jerry was also nicely put together. I think chest hair is essential for a really masculine look, and he had plenty. Sticking out from his belly was a rock-hard five-inch cock.

June went to her back on the bed and began to fondle herself. Jerry took my arm and guided me to the side of the bed right next to her, then placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. "Can you see okay, honey?" he asked. I stared at his cock for a couple of minutes while I tried to work up my courage. What I was about to do could change my life forever. Then I opened my mouth and took him in.

I think what impressed me most about my first cock-sucking experience was how natural it felt. Jerry's cock was so sleek, so streamlined, that it slipped easily in and out of my mouth. There wasn't anything difficult about sucking cock. I had had it done to me so many times that all I had to do was recall what I liked best and then try to do it to him. I made a tight doughnut of my lips and worked it up and down the band of sensitive nerves behind the head. That got a few grunts of pleasure out of him.

"How is he, honey?" June asked.

"Damn, he's good. Almost too good to be his first time."

I stopped sucking just long enough to tell them that it really was my first time. "I guess you're just a natural born cock-sucker," he said. June took me by the wrist and placed my hand on her bush. I found her clit with my fingertips and began to tease it. Giving pleasure to a husband and wife at the same time was intensely exciting.

Jerry began moaning louder and swaying from side to side. When he put his hand on the back of my head and began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth, I knew he was close to splashdown. "That's it, honey, fuck his mouth," June said. "That makes me so hot."

Jerry grunted and sucked in his belly. An instant later his load shot into my mouth. The first squirt had so much pressure behind it that it gagged me a little. I took the rest without too much trouble. I wanted to make it good for him to thank him for letting me fuck his wife. I pressed my tongue up hard against his shaft and bobbed my head as fast as I could. His jism was as thin as water and had virtually no taste. I detected a slight chalkiness but little else. He let out one final grunt and sucked his belly way in as the last spurt shot onto my tongue. I continued sucking to coax out all the dribbles, then I pulled off and swallowed hard.

"Come and fuck me," June said. "Please hurry, I'm almost there." I looked up at Jerry for approval. He was panting hard, trying to catch his breath. "Go get her, buddy. You earned it." He staggered to a chair and took a seat to watch the show. I mounted June and stuffed my cock into her warm, wet pussy. She went wild. She grabbed me by the hair and planted a sloppy kiss on my mouth. Male swingers usually frown on other men kissing their wives, but Jerry didn't seem to mind.

"Pin me down and fuck me hard," June said. I pulled her legs back and held them in the crooks of my arms, then I pinned her wrists to the bed. I had fucked women that way before and it was one of my favorites. Helped by the springy mattress, she bounced up against me. Our bellies slapping together sounded like a spanking. June gritted and bared her teeth and hissed through them. She began breathing very rapidly as though she was going into labor. She screwed up her beautiful face until it was no longer beautiful.

When I saw Jerry greasing up his cock, I knew what was coming next. It hadn't been part of the plan, but I was having such a fine time fucking June that I would have done just about anything to keep at it. I had never had a cock up my ass, but I had had many other things up in there, including a strap-on dildo. Taking Jerry's slender cock would not be a problem.

Jerry mounted us and probed for my ass-hole. I stopped humping his wife to give him a chance to penetrate. His small cock slid into me without difficulty. Awkward at first, we soon got the hang of three-way fucking. June rose up to meet my downward thrusts and as I backed out of her, Jerry drove forward into my ass. When he reached around to pinch and pull my hard nipples, it felt like every carnal nerve in my body was being stimulated.

June blubbered in my ear as she got closer to orgasm. She did a lot of grunting, groaning and moaning, but she was not a screamer. A string of "OH, MY GODS!" tipped me off that she was cumming. Jerry noticed it, too. "She's getting off, old buddy. Don't let up on her." I was very pleased with myself for making the Southern beauty come on my very first try. I shot my load into her clasping cunt. The clenching of my ass-hole must have set Jerry off and he shot his load into me. It was a perfect ending, a three-way orgasm. Our convulsions gradually subsided and we lay in a three-tiered pile. It felt wonderful to be sandwiched between two soft, warm bodies. "Damn, it doesn't get any better than that," Jerry said.

That wasn't the end of the party by any means. June and Jerry were just as insatiable as I was. We were at it for most of the night. I won't try to describe everything we did because this story would be far too long. However, I should mention a few of the highlights. I fucked June in the ass doggy-style while Jerry straddled her and got a blow job from me. A little later, June rode me cowgirl style while Jerry fucked me in the ass. What a fine time we had that Saturday night!