1 comments/ 45270 views/ 0 favorites Our Night With Jen By: mommytime You and I are out for pizza. Our waitress keeps staring and flirting, coming by to ask if we like the food, if she can get us another cold one, has she seen us in before? We seem familiar. So we flirt right back and joke with her and tell her, yes, we'd like something else from her, if she can be of service. She blushes and plays along. She says "Oh yeah? I'm Jen, How can I help? I get off at 11." You ask if we can pick her up and take her to a small private party. She agrees; coy, sexy Jen. So we leave for a bit and come back at 11. Jen has changed into a little ruffle skirt and slides in the backseat of the car. I step out and join her. You take the wheel and drive us to my house. On the way I stroke her tanned thighs, play with her long blonde hair and kiss her soft neck and throat. She says she's never been with a girl. I assure her that I haven't either, but let's just relax and learn together. When we get to my house, you and Jen make out on the bed and take each other's clothes off. I watch you caressing her nipples and her belly and legs for a while. She is really getting into it. I am swelling just watching you enjoy each other's tight bodies. Then I remove the silk scarf I am wearing as a belt to my jeans. I get undressed and ask Jen if I can tie her up. She says yes, but only if she can lie face down with her ass in the air. We like her spunk and we all giggle. I tie pretty Jen's hands behind her back loosely with the scarf. She poses for us in just the way she described. I kneel behind Jen, with my big round tits brushing against her amazing ass cheeks. I massage her aching calves from her hard night's work. Then I kiss and lick my way up from her ankles to her fuckbox. As I reach it, I spread my own legs for your famous hand job. Creamy pre-cum starts to glisten on Jen's pussy and she is moaning. You are hard as a rock and ready to have some attention of your own, but you stand by the bed, stroking my slippery hot clit and watching in awe as I suck and bite at Jen's throbbing cunt and her tight pink rim. I slip my tongue in and out of her holes and grind against your strong wrist as I do. You slide your thumb in my ass and your fingers in my twat, massaging the muscles of the wall between those magic places. This gets me off and I'm not quiet about it. I contract violently as you're practically lifting me off the bed with your forearm. Fuck yeah! I bite Jen's rim just a little too hard as you rock my world. The bite breaks the skin. She screams but loves it. I move away to find her tongue so she can taste her own honey and her blood. You assume my position. You push your long hard cock into Jen's wet tunnel, slowly, until it's all the way in. You start to pull out and slam in, and the delicious friction makes her cry out. You think you might lose your load, but you hold off like the pro you are. You push way up inside Jen's box and you just rock her and pulsate while her drool drips into my mouth and I lick the sweat from between her pert breasts. She loves your cock and the feel of your big hands on her waist and everything you are doing so skillfully. She tells us she's cumming. We already know. I move up in front of Jen on the pillows and open my legs to her eager mouth. She spits on my throbbing flower. She sucks me off as you begin to bang her, rough now, and pull her long hair. You fuck her pussy rythmically and with intensity, your heavy balls slapping against her shaved lips. You ride her hard like this for the longest time while she pleasures me and begs me to squirt piss on her face. I oblige. When you hear and see that, you are nearly gone. You pull out altogether and take a look at your blood filled helmet. Ecstasy. You push it back in and shoot your hot jizz with a force that surprises you. You twitch forever inside Jen and we all crash down like dominoes. You and I make eye contact while Jen is end-to-end between us and we smile at each other's beautiful eyes and full lips, knowing that we just helped each other, and a new friend, fulfill an amazing fantasy. Our Night with John Sara walks into the room and is a bit taken aback. I can't quite understand, John had been to the house before. Wonder if it's the fact we were both sitting there naked with hard-ons and smiles on our faces? I have talked to her about trying an MMF before with the other M being bi, but I think she believed I was just talking. After all, I wasn't bi; I enjoyed making love to women. I could tell the thought of being fucked by another man had turned her on but according to her, I was supposed to be jealous. I mean, how on earth could I watch my wife be taken by another man? Trust me it would be easy. I would be there to ensure nothing happens that could cause her any harm, and to stop things if they needed to be stopped. Plus I would get to participate in giving and receiving mutual pleasure. Anyway, back to the story... Do I need to start from the beginning? John and I had met in a game room on the net. We found out we both lived in the same city and had similar interests. John had just broken up from a bad relationship and I offered an ear. He showed up about 15 minutes later with a half rack. I could tell he didn't want me to think he was coming over just to cry on my shoulder, so I just held on until the beer took effect and we loosened up. We decided to surf some porn to pass some time. We found some very hot sites with both pictures and video that neither one of us had been on before. I'm not sure who decided to look at the bi sites, but there we were. Next thing I know we are both sitting there with hard-ons talking about how hot it would be doing a MMF. Then I told him about my fantasy of doing an MMF with a bi guy. John said he was very curious, and of course, I had to admit to being the same. We joked about maybe jacking each other off to relieve some pressure. I'm not sure if it was the beer talking or what, but suddenly I'm saying, "Well hell, why not?" We were a bit tentative taking off our clothes but next thing you know we are sitting there stroking our stiff dicks. I mentioned that we were both pretty much the same size and both of us shaved our balls clean. John may have had a bit more length but I had the girth. I ran my hand up the inside of his thigh, across his naked balls, and replaced his hand with mine. John's dick was hard and hot. He laid his head back, and for the first time felt another man's hand wrapped around his dick. I stroked him the way I like it. I ran my thumb through some of his pre cum and rubbed it back and forth over the engorged head of his dick. John's breathing was starting to quicken and he pushed my hand away. He said it was my turn. John got on his knees; his hand wrapped around my dick and started sucking on my balls; first one, then the other. He would release them from his mouth with a pop. John ran his tongue up the underside of my dick and then would engulf my full length. I felt the back of his throat. He started moving his head up and down in union with his hand. I knew I wouldn't be able to take this for very long, so it was my turn to push him away. I slid from the chair, turned myself around and dropped into the bottom of a 69. I had never had another man's dick in my face before, let alone my mouth, but here was about 7 and a half inches dangling above my head, waiting to be sucked. I had thought about this for a long time but never thought it would happen. The scent of a man suddenly filled my nostrils. It was nothing foul, just different from that of a woman. John started pumping his dick in and out of my mouth, using it like a pussy, while sucking deeply on my manhood. Both of our balls were starting to tighten when we heard the car pull into the drive. We quickly re-situated ourselves on the couch. Which brings us up to date... Both or our dicks were glistening from the 69 we had just pulled out of when she walked into the room. She tried to act prudish and asked just what the hell we had been up to. I told her to relax, that we had been amusing ourselves while waiting for her to come home. John smiled, reached over, and stroked my dick a couple of times and nodded in agreement. Sara just stood there for a few minutes watching, but I could see that she was very intrigued. When I started stroking John's hard-on, she moved a bit closer. She asked me if I had sucked his dick. I told her yes and asked if she would like to see it for herself. She said not just yet but to continue what I was doing. I asked if she remembered my fantasy and was willing to give it a try. She blushed a bit and said she wasn't sure. She asked if I was going to be jealous or think less of her if she was to let another man fuck her. I assured her it was OK, and that I would not think any less of her as long as she did not think less of me for what I was about to do. She said watching me stroke John's dick was turning her on more than she thought it would, and that she would let me know if there were any problems. John and I looked at each other, smiled and nodded in agreement as to what would come next. We let go of each other and walked over to Sara. John started kissing and nuzzling on one side of her neck while I took the other. Sara started to moan, and told us how hot she was getting. Our hands started to roam her body. Her breasts were heaving as she reached down and took hold of us. We pulled Sara's shirt up over her head and started sucking and teasing her nipples. I pulled her jeans down and dropped to my knees and buried my head between her legs. I don't believe I had ever seen her this wet. We had to lie her down as the first wave of orgasm ripped through her body. I pulled her out of the jeans and continued to eat her pussy. Next thing I hear is John moaning. I look up and see he is on the receiving end of one of Sara's blow jobs. It was then that I understood what all the moaning was about. Sara gives one hell of a blow job. She had him down her throat and was kneading his balls. I inched my way up across her body, stopping to suck on a nipple and moved in to help her with the blow job. My finger was massaging her clit as I moved my lips to John's balls. Either she did not notice or did not care, but she did not object either. For that matter neither did John. I could tell by his breathing he was about to cum. Sara started moving faster and faster until John threw his head back and screamed as he came. Stream after stream of hot sticky goo shot down Sara's throat. When he was done, Sara turned and kissed me. As she stuck her tongue down my throat, I was able to taste John on her tongue. It was salty, but not bad at all. Things were so hot that John only went semi soft. He mentioned that I was being ignored and suggested we take care of the situation. We moved into a kind of triangle with me between Sara's legs, Sara sucking John's dick again, and John sucking mine. I could tell Sara was cumming again by the way she started to deep-throat John. I almost came myself but resisted the urge by pulling out of John's mouth. Then I hear Sara say she needs to feel a cock inside of her. We rearranged ourselves yet again, and I was about to have one of my fantasies come true. John positioned himself between Sara's legs. Sara reached down, looked over at me, and positioned the head of John's cock against her pussy lips. John moved his hips forward and buried himself in my wife. He started out slowly, pulling almost completely out of her and then running his full length back into her. Then he took her feet and put them on his shoulders and started to slam himself into her as hard as he could. All I could do was stare at Sara's face. There was my sweet wife being fucked by another man and she was enjoying it. I was standing there stoking my cock watching. It was one of the hottest things I can ever remember, and still think of that first time to this day. I watched for as long as I could and decided it was time to take care of myself. I moved my way up behind John and wrapped my hand around his cock as it slid in and out of Sara. She was soaking wet. I wiped some of her juice on his ass and some on my dick. He continued to fuck Sara even though I had slid first one, then 2 fingers into his ass. John could feel my hardness as I slid my dick up and down the crack of his ass, and he stopped fucking Sara for a moment. I put the head of my dick to his asshole. Slowly I applied some pressure while he pushed back on me and the head of my dick popped into him. John gasped but did not move, and kept pushing back on me until I was balls deep in his ass. God, it felt good as I enjoyed my second fantasy of the night being in a MMF with a bi guy. I grabbed John's hips as he started fucking Sara again. I held on as I tried to get into rhythm with the two of them. Sara and I smiled at each other as she looked at me over John's shoulder. Suddenly she threw her head back and started thrashing as she started to cum again. This set John off, and as he came, his asshole clenched my dick which made me start to cum. I shot load after load into John's now used ass as he came hard in Sara. We all collapsed on the floor as my cock popped out of John's ass. Sara rolled over and not only kissed me, but also thanked me for the hottest night of her life. She said watching me fuck John while he fucked her was hot, and she was willing to do it again as long as I would not get jealous. I asked if she was all right with me being with another man. She reassured me of how hot it had made her. We kissed again, moved over and kissed John and continued with the evening but that will have to be another story... Our Night with John Continues A special thanks to isthisdesire for editing both my stories... We lay there for a while and dozed in and out. I woke to a hard on that was being stroked. When I looked up, Sara had both our cocks in her hand and a mischievous smile on her face. I suggested that we move to the bedroom. On the way Sara said that sex with the two of us had been fantastic and better than she had ever imagined. She said she still couldn't believe that she had made love to two men at the same time. "Are you boys ready for another go 'round?" she asked. I looked to John and he said, "Sure why not?" Sara said "Good, and I do mean you boys." She reminded me that I had asked earlier if she wanted to watch me suck John's dick. "Well," she said, "I am ready now." As we lay down on the bed I asked John if he was up for it. He said, "See for yourself." His hard dick was pointing at the ceiling very proudly. I moved myself in between John's spread legs while Sara positioned herself so she could take in the view. I could see the moistness that was developing between her legs. She teasingly told me not to be shy and to get busy, that John was waiting patiently. I started by sucking John's balls, first one then the other while I stoked his hardness. I ran the flat of my thumb across the head of his dick through his pre-cum. Sara was running her finger through her wetness and across her clit. I sucked the head of John's cock and ran it down my throat. I was bobbing my head up and down on him in unison with my hand. John could only lie there and moan. I was blowing him the way I like to be blown, and he seemed to be enjoying it. Sara was running her finger up and down her slit and across her hard clit like a wild woman. She told us when she started to cum. She asked John if he was ready to fuck. All he could do was moan in the positive. Sara asked me if it was ok. I nodded in agreement. "That's good," she said, "turn around and get ready to be fucked." That is something I never thought I would hear my sweet wife say and will probably never forget. I gave her a somewhat quizzical look, but did as I had been told. John said nothing as he positioned himself between my legs and pushed my knees into my chest. Sara had some lube and started rubbing it on my balls and ass. She placed the head of John's dick against my asshole and moved herself up to my ear. Sara started whispering to me. She said that her and John had not slept for as long as I had and that they had needed something to do. She said that John had a sweet tasting cock and really knew how to use that tongue of his on her pussy. She said they had 69'ed until they had both came. This was making me so hot that I didn't even feel John's cock slide into my ass. He had his hands on the back of my knees and was running the length of himself in and out of my ass. I could feel his balls lightly slapping my ass. I hate to say it but it felt fantastic. Sara was still in my ear telling me how hot this was making her. She told me I was also an excellent cocksucker, that she may need to take some lessons from me. She told me to watch John fuck me. I picked my head up off the bed and watched as John fucked me for the first time, but hopefully not the last. She was right; it was very hot. Sara leaned over and started sucking my dick while John tweaked on her hard nipples. I'm not sure what I was feeling right then. The blow job Sara was giving me had me right on the edge, but John running in and out of me was fantastic too. He was hitting my prostate on every deep thrust he gave me. Sara swung her leg up over me and sat on my face. I ate her and sucked her clit for all I was worth. I was doing my best to fuck her with my tongue. John's hands were on her breasts while she was stroking my dick. I could tell she was getting ready to cum again when she pulled off me, slid down my chest and sat on my hard on. She started riding me while wrapped in John's arms. I believed I had died and went to heaven. I think what she did next surprised even her. In our 5 years of marriage, anal had always been where she drew the line. Now, wrapped up in the heat of the moment, she slid her pussy off my dick and placed it to her ass. Slowly she sat down getting accustomed to the feeling. John had stopped fucking me and we just watched what she was doing. Slowly she started to move up and down on me. She started moving faster and told us both that being this was a night of firsts, we may as well try another. She stopped briefly and told John to fuck her. She leaned back as John withdrew from my ass and plowed into her wet pussy. John and Sara started moving together with Sara leaning back on her hands. We were moving faster and faster with the sweet smell of sex in the room. Sara was dripping down my leg as John fucked her with sweet abandon. John was the one who started to cum first, but Sara and I were right behind. Damn, what a sight that must have been. We all crumbled on the bed in a sweaty heap. John spooned up behind Sara, and I had my arms wrapped around my sweet wife. Sure hope we get together with John again. I guess a guy can only hope.